Too Good to be True
Just a quick little nothing I wrote in thirty minutes. Let me know if you like it.
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Jeff awoke with a start. His eyes darted around his room, his mind trying to discern his current location. After suddenly waking up from a strange dream, it took him a while to warp back to reality. When he finally fathomed that he was, in fact, safe in his bed, he relaxed. The man, about twenty years old, stretched out on his queen sized bed, giving a small roar of relief from the wonderful feeling of moving his muscles after such a long rest. He got up and went to the bathroom to relieve himself. Walking out of his room, though, he noticed something strange, but he wasn't sure what.
Something caught his eye in the mirror as he walked past it. He gave his reflection a quick glance, proceeded to the toilet, but suddenly doubled back to look to the mirror again. "What the hell?"
Facing him was not his own reflection. At least, that's not what it looked like. Instead, the creature in the mirror was a...horse? How the heck did he not notice this earlier? Regardless, he stared at his reflection for a good five minutes, eyes wondering all over his body.
He was covered in a white fur that had several black patterns from head to...ankles, the fur ending at a new pair of hooves that he clopped on the tile a few times. A black mane also rested on his head and neck. He had grown several feet, which resulted in the strange feeling he had when getting out of bed earlier - he hadn't realized he was much taller now. Seven and a half feet, maybe. On top of that, his normally average body had transformed completely. He was so fit! Athletic, even. He looked like a runner, perhaps, or a swimmer who lifted on the side. Either way, he couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as he looked at his new self, grinning hugely. He made his large pecs bounce and crunched his stomach, making his six pack ripple with muscle as he ran a hand over it, knocking on it with his knuckles, his abdomen rock hard. He extended and arm and looked it up and down, running his other hand over it, squeezing his bicep as he flexed it, amazing at how far up the muscle traveled.
He put his arms down to his side and looked at the mirror again, smiling. It was like a wish come true. He had sometimes dreamed of something like this happening, but now it was real! He couldn't believe it . He had frequently day dreamed of what it would be like to be a horse in a furry world. He'd be tall and muscular and hot, which he was! On top of that, he'd have a huge...
Wait a minute. He was so taken aback by this queer, overnight transformation that he didn't even stop to ponder the most exciting part of it. His initial bewilderment and astonishment transcended into unmitigated excitement and wonder. Slowly, building the anticipation, his eyes traveled down his body and landed on something that nearly made him gasp. He no longer had a small, flaccid tube of meat dangling there, but rather an enormous, wide sheathe with two testicles the size of baseballs hanging below it. He reached down and grazed each one softly with his fingertips, the titillation making him moan softly.
Oh, this was what it was all about. He was a stallion now. A hot, most likely well hung stallion. How he had always yearned to be one! He'd never be bored - he'd simply stay in his room most of the day, playing with his enormous cock, cumming constantly for hours until he was exhausted. It wasn't an ethical or productive lifestyle, but it was desired.
Jeff grabbed his bottle of hand cream and a cup of water, then returned to his bedroom. He propped some pillows up against the wall and sat down on his bed with his back against them. His touched his body again, firmly rubbing and groping his large, muscled pectorals and tracing the lines his cut abs made. He flexed his arms this way and that, squeezing his biceps and triceps. He turned his attention to his massive legs next, built like a real athlete's, seemingly chiseled from marble. He straightened his leg and flexed his quadricep, moaning softly as he watched the huge muscle bunch up. He gave it a little whack with his fist, pleased to feel it was also hard as a rock.
Jeff slid down a little on his bed, only his neck and head being supported by the pillows. He rubbed his inner thighs with both hands, closing his eyes and writhing a little bit on the bed as he touched himself, moaning softly with pleasure. This body was so new and foreign that it was almost like touching someone else rather than himself. Doing this turned him on to no end, and when he opened his eyes he was greeted with the sight of his cock wriggling out of his sheathe. He watched as more and more came out, wondering when it would end, silently hoping there would be just a little more...
And then finally it stopped. He picked up his hefty equipment and let it fall, the heavy tool falling to the side against his waist with a loud, meaty slap. "Oh, God yes..." he moaned. He filled his hand with lotion, dipped it into the glass of water, and then gently rubbed his cock, lathering it up nice and wet for a hot masturbation session.
The sensation he felt was like nothing he had ever experienced. His eyelids fluttered as his cock began to harden, twitching a little as it slowly swelled, lifting itself from his waist to the side of his stomach, traveling like the direction of a clock hand. The horse's legs squeezed together and his toes curled as he continued to rub his cock, watching as it situated itself just to the right of his belly button, the head already brushing against the top of his abdominal.
And still it grew. It must have already been sixteen inches long, and maybe three wide, but still it grew. Jeff watched with mounting excitement as it slithered up and up. He could feel it nearing the end of its swelling, and a small squeeze confirmed that he was already pretty hard. Finally, it rested between his pecs, a good twenty inches long and five wide. He licked his lips as he gazed at the hottest thing he had ever laid his eyes on - and it was his! It belonged to him!
He could wait no longer. He was a horny stallion now with a gigantic cock throbbing against his chest. Precum was already spilling out and leaking onto his fur, and as he lifted his cock off his body, a long rope of it bridged the gap between cockhead and chest. Speaking of cockhead, his was different now. Now longer was it the small mushroom that usually adorned the top of his human one, but was rather blunt and flared, like that of a real horse. It was strange, but he liked it.
Jeff wrapped both hands around his huge shaft and pumped it slowly, throwing his head back and crying out in pleasure. A small wad of precum dribble out and cascaded down his shaft, running over his fingers. Pretty soon, the amount of precum spilling out of him was so copious that the lotion he had brought was no longer necessary. He made a circle with both hands, interlocking his fingers, and placed it at the top of his cock, then pushed it down his shaft, squeezing tightly. His cock throbbed in response to this, seemingly growing even harder as a huge, thick vein bulged out, traveling the length of his cock. He moaned loudly when he felt it pulsating against his palm, his hands still traveling down his length until finally ending at the base. He squeezed really tightly now, like a cockring, and watched with horny eyes as the blood trapped in his member made it even bigger, slowly expanding outward, growing thicker, longer, the red color becoming a darker shade until it was almost purple. The large vein got even bigger, pulsating hugely. His whole cock quivered and throbbed as though ready to burst. Precum squirted out the tip in small, pathetic bursts, splattering against his neck and chest.
Finally, he let go, letting his cock thump on his body, deflating to its normal size now, the color returning to a dark pink. He decided to sit up straighter now, and as he lifted his body, bending over a little, his cock grazed against his chin. This got his attention.
Jeff had always wanted to do this. To be able to be so big that he could suck on himself - the very thought sent the human Jeff shooting massive wads when he masturbated. He wrapped both hands around his member again, staring at the winking slit that continually oozed cum that traveled down his shaft . Slowly, he bent his head down, tongue sticking out, eyes closed. In no time, contact was made. His tongue pressed down on his cockhead, greeted with a sweet, salty, wet taste. "Mmmm..." he moaned as he licked at the head, lapping up gobs of precum. He bent down further, wrapping his soft lips around it, his cock now in his mouth.
Jeff stroked his shaft slowly as he took more in, his tongue roaming around his glans, making the horse shiver with excitement. He tried to take more in, but couldn't bend over any further. Grunting, the horse slid off the bed and onto the floor. With little effort, he lifted his legs off the ground, curling his body so that they were above him, his cock already pushing against his lips. Working with his strong abs, he lifted his body down slowly, opening his mouth and letting his cock inside. Pretty soon, it was already touching the back of his throat. Using only his stomach, Jeff lifted his body up and down, letting his cock slide in and out of his mouth. He moaned loudly the whole time, his voice muffled by the meat stuffing his throat. He swallowed the huge amounts of precum leaking into him, which had increased in quantity and thickness as the pleasure began to mount.
Soon, though, it became too much. The stallion's eyes shut tight as he felt that familiar sensation, except this time it had multiplied substantially. His cock throbbed hard in his mouth, pushing against it, forcing his jaw open even more. The horse cried out in pleasure as cum began to flood his throat. He continued to suck and suck, lifted his hips up and down with his stomach. Cum pooled around the corners of his mouth and dribbled down his cheeks and onto the floor.
It didn't take long for him to become full, though. He swung his legs up and then let them fall to the floor, his cock popping out of his mouth and dragging down to its normal position on his chest. His cock lurched and a huge rope of cum splattered against his face, forcing his eyes shut. It was thick, warm, and delicious. He licked his lips and smiled, but soon returned to his loud cries of pleasure. He took his cock in his hands and pointed it up, the cum easily reaching the ceiling, splashing against it, making drops of it fall back down onto his body.
"Ohh YEAH!" he roared, encircling his hands around the center of his member. He thrust his hips upward, fucking the small hole he made, cum continuing to shoot out in massive, long, thick ropes, splattering against the ceiling and falling back onto him. Warm splatters decorated his body, and soon began to soak into the carpet.
The pleasure was too great, though. Jeff lost control of his body, his arms falling to the side and spasming as he writhed on the floor, howling in pleasure, his cock thumping against his chest and spurting a long rope of cum onto his face and the wall behind him.
He rolled onto his stomach, squishing his cock against the floor, which was soft and wet now. He had enough control to lift his hips up, and soon he was humping the floor, his hot butt clenching and unclenching slowly and sensually. Cum shot out and splashed against his body and chin, a huge puddle forming as the carpet could absorb no more.
He rolled back onto his back again and got one last blast to the face before his orgasm died down and became a small dribble. The horse opened his eyes and blinked, wiping the cum away from his face. He looked around. His spooge was everywhere! The ceiling was covered and dripping, cum slid down the walls all around him, and the carpet (as well as himself) was a soggy mess!
"More..." he panted, standing up. He wrapped his hands around his cock and stroked it again, squeezing hard. He had never been so hard after an orgasm before, and while stroking himself, he could only feel the pleasure mounting again rather than that strange, uncomfortable feeling he usually had when trying to masturbate again that made him spass out.
He placed his hands on his butt and bent his head down, sucking on his cockhead again, pressing against his bottom as he pushed his hips forward, forcing more meat down his gullet. He sucked and slurped, tasting his delicious cum again, swallowing it happily.
He popped his dick out and starting to pump it again, but this time quickly and roughly. "Come on..." he growled to himself. "Oh yeah...shit..."
He let go of his member and roared as it lurched and throbbed, more cum blasting out and splashing against the wall. It felt just as good, but he retained basic motor control this time. The horse's arms flew behind his head, and he thrust against the air. His biceps smashed against his cheeks, and he couldn't help but to stick his tongue out and lick them in a display of narcissism. He thrust hard and quick, his cock thumping against his body, his huge balls flying all over the place.
He grabbed his dick again, falling to his knees. Seeking more stimulation, more cum, he shoved his dick in his mouth again, sucking hard, swallowing all he could before it filled his cheeks and he choked, cum splashing out of his mouth.
"Fuck yes! YES!" Jeff continued to moan as even more cum escape his cock. He fell onto his back, thrusting the air above him, emptying himself for an entire minute, coating his hot body in spunk. He cupped his hands over his pecs as he thrust, squeezing them.
FInally, his second orgasm ended. But that didn't stop him at all. Jeff stood and grabbed his two pillows. He put his cock on top of one, and then put the other on top of his cock, effectively making a sandwich. He thrust into his makeshift hole, grunting and growling like an animal (...), his body rippling with his flexing muscles, abs crunching hotly as he thrust, butt clenching, legs quivering.
After a few minutes of this, his pillows were completelty drenched, and he was about to reach his third orgasm. Jeff threw the pillows to the side, and grabbed his cock. As soon as he did, another volley of cum rocketed out. "YES!" he roared, falling onto the bed, throwing his arms to either side of him. His whole body jerked around, head turning to and fro, legs squeezing together tightly, hips erratically going up and down. Cum soon painted his whole body, splashing against it, the ceiling, the wall, his chair and books and computer and clothes. Nothing was spared.
This orgasm ended after a few minutes, too, and Jeff was already hard at work on the next one. For what seemed like hours, the horse jerked his cock, sucked it, humped it against things, cumming over and over again - orgasm after hot orgasm, his room completely covered and soaked in hot horse cum, the smell of it invading his nostrils and making him want even more.
And then something strange happened.
Jeff's awoke with a start. His eyes dart around his room, his mind trying to discern his current location. After suddenly waking up from strange dream, it took him a while to warp back to reality. When he finally fathomed that he was, in fact, safe in his bed he relaxed. He stretched, but quickly stopped when he felt something strange. He removed his sheets and saw that his boxers were dripping with his spunk. He laughed. He hadn't had a wet dream in a while.
Well, that was understandable. After all, that was probably the hottest dream he had ever had. Jeff sighed, slightly sad, but as soon as he was up and about it was already out of his mind. Perhaps he'd have another one, soon.