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When Basil woke up again, he was laying on a haybale about three feet off the ground in a dimly lit small room. The boy shook his head a little, feeling awfully groggy. He was trying to remember what had just happened to him... He remembered being tied down... having things... stuffed into him... something extremely large. His boyparts... they'd been toyed with, pumped up with strange fluids that he couldn't see "Ohh..." he gasped a little and blushed, looking down at his nose as a series of erotic memories came back to the equine boy, teasing his innocent young mind and exciting his sensitive growing horse bits. As he gazed over his nose, the boy blinked and gasped again... whatever had remained of his human features seemed gone now... He was gazing at a sort of cute, blunt white coltish muzzle. He could see a few of the leather straps of his halter secured onto his muzzle and head, and the reins going up from there to where they were tied to a post next to his haybale. Basil blinked at that curiously, then looked to his velvety equine nostrils again. They were big and flared up even larger as he breathed in, taking in large puffs of his own scent. "Ahh... what..." he flicked his ears and blushed again furiously, his scent.... It was truly intoxicating... He smelled of coltish virility, sweet cream, and eager youthful musk. "Ahh" he trembled all the way down to those new big shire hooves of his, running his hands down over his bare chest and tummy, feeling over his silky soft white fuzz while little tingles of pleasure and excitement burst all through-out his nubile equine form.

Basil's belly was still quite pumped up from his encounter with the machine... He could barely move on his hay without feeling sloshy and awkward. He panted a little bit while looking down and watching his white-fuzzed fingers caressing over his ridiculously pregnant looking tummy, shuddering... wondering what exactly was in all that fluid they injected into him... The young boy just hoped it wasn't harmful. After a moment of exploration, Basil flicked an ear as he saw a small metal bracelet attached to his white-fuzzed wrist. He brought his wrist up to his face, reading a large blocky inscription on the flat part of the bracelet which read "EXPERIMENT #009 - CREAM." Basil didn't understand this at all... he'd heard of an experiment before, but he didn't know exactly how they worked or what happened to them.

"Where's... B...Blake" Basil said softly as he started trying to sit up. This was hard not only due to the boy's grogginess, but his fully anthropomorphized shire form still felt so strange... noticeably larger in certain areas. Additionally, the big, heavy brass cowbell hanging over the boy's neck didn't help. "Where'd this come from," he blinked some more, then sighed as he finally managed to sit up with that hugely swollen belly of his sloshing a bit over the curvy shire boy's already very crowded lap. "Ohhh... feel so... heavy..." the boy moaned quietly, blushing along his ears while gazing down between his thick, plump white equine thighs. His creamy thighs were spread gently apart, nestled around the weighty girth of the boy's overplumped white fuzzed balls. He flicked his pink-flushed ears down slightly, reaching down with one of his silky hands to feel and tug experimentally along the outer curve of those warm, soft-fuzzed spheres. Tickly bliss sparked through his body, making Basil feel giddy, getting the boy to giggle softly while his big spheres pulsed eager for the touch of his familiar fingers. Just like when his brother was playing with him in the tub, the boy's body seemed to react to this stimulation by increasing his capacity to 'give.' He could feel his relaxed prostate begin throbbing in pleasure within him as it started to grow... Every little spurt of growth sent a tiny burst of pleasure to his head. The shire boy's already extra-large balls twitched and swelled with each spark of pleasure, expanding out against his gently exploring hand while he rolled one and then the other. "Ahhh... g...good..." the boy stammered, his larger, horse-like tongue starting to hang out of his muzzle, his body quivering with building pleasure as he cupped his hand underneath one of those rapidly swelling melons and hefted it a little. Its giant twin pulsed and begged for equal attention.

With his overstuffed tummy sloshed over his lap, the other rapidly growing part of the young boy's anatomy was hidden from view, temporarily trapped between his tummy and his balls. That didn't last long at all though. Within seconds of the boy's innocent ball play, he could feel the plump eager flesh of his wrist-thick fuzzy sheath rapidly growing larger with the fast expansion of his shire cockflesh. The wide black flaretip and several inches of slick horse-cock jiggled out from between his tummy and balls, supple black flesh looking extra shiny and fat after its earlier 'treatment.' Basil watched it with his big eyes and blushed, panting as his growing creamy musk scent seemed to help drive his arousal higher... "Hehe... ohhh... b...big..." he gasped as he felt his equine boyhood jerk and grow... flopping out over a foot of length... then he blushed harder and let out a pleasured moan as his shire cock jerked again, growing to over a foot and a half. It was still so soft and floppy, flexing and slapping lewdly over one of the boy's trembling legs. He was almost frightened to touch his monster, hot steamy puffs of air huffing out of the boy's big equine nostrils while he breathed deeply and pulled his hand away from his heavy balls, trying to keep both of his hands up over his tummy for just a moment, trying to calm his building urges. "No... no... I have to... find Blakey" he said softly, his youthful innocence managing to gain control over the lad's raging mixture of animal hormones for now.

"Who's Blakey?" Basil heard another boy's voice asking him from across the dimly lit room.

"H... hey..." he blushed profusely, wondering how long this other boy had been watching him. "W... who's there?" Basil shivered a little bit, flicking his ears down shyly and looking this way and that, brushing a few golden forelocks away from his eyes.

The other boy giggled a little and replied, "It's me, Peaches... We're... going to be stabled together." When Basil saw him stepping forward though, he could see that it wasn't in fact a boy sharing the room with him, but a very cute looking pony with a well groomed golden red coat and blonde colored mane and tail. His large friendly eyes watched Basil closely as he clopped over towards the boy, scanning over every inch of his erotically displayed form as if he were a starving soul gazing upon his first meal in weeks.

"But... but you're a horsey... How can you uhh... talk like me?" Basil asked while looking confused at the approaching pony.

Peaches tilted his head slightly to one side and thought to himself, "Uhh... well, I've always talked like this... Normally, humans could never understand me, but... well you don't look like the other humans," he said, his gaze focusing for a moment on the adorable shire-boy's heavy hanging cock and those giant milky nuts of his. There was something extremely attractive about this boy's scent too, right from the first moment the Dr.'s assistant brought him in. For some reason, the boy smelled very much like his own scent, as if he had already mated with him... that alone was driving Peaches' instincts wild... On top of that, the boy carried the scent of that rich white fluid the scientists fed him all the time. Peaches flared his nostrils a bit and felt his own giant-sized equinehood dropping beneath his body, quickly expanding out and slapping and swaying to and fro as he clopped in his usual wobbly gait towards the boy. Before Basil could say anything else, Peaches pushed his cute pony muzzle right against Basil's floppy foot and a half long cock at its mid-way point and huffed over its supple shiny flesh, getting the boy to blush again strongly and moan...

"No... wait..." Basil flicked his silky ears as a wave of excitement spasmed through out his highly receptive body, his shire boyhood flexing all too eagerly and growing inches larger against Peaches' muzzle, even as the boy lifted one hand to push him back a little. "Wait Peaches... I need to find my brother and..." he scooted back a little on the hay, flushing along his cheeks once more "and... we can get home..."

Peaches shook his head, a tremble of excitement going through out the young pony's form as he watched Basil's lovely equinehood reacting to him positively... He watched it growing bigger... so big... just like him... This pleased the pony greatly, and he could hardly contain his joy, "No... don't worry about that... Y... your name is Cream, right?"

Basil shook his head, closing his eyes briefly "No... my name's..." before he could finish though, Peaches simply huffed and reared up onto the haybale right in front of him, proudly showing Basil that gigantic mottled pony cock that ran the full length of his belly and jiggled out in front of his forelegs, its slick, shiny flesh already webbed up with a considerable amount of the pony's still heavily drooling pre-cum. Basil's thoughts became jumbled momentarily as the boy gazed at that glorious example of equine perfection. Easily larger than Blake's stallionhood, Peaches' more than three feet of pony artillery jiggled and swayed before the boy's wide eyes, splurting a couple excited webby shots of pre-cum out of its massive flare-tip that splatted on the boy's chest and swollen tummy. Behind it, Peaches was carrying a pair of similarly enormous cum-reservoirs in his giant, saggy black sac. Peaches' dreamy colt-scent was starting to overwhelm Basil a little... "Ohh..." the boy gasped softly, his own heavy shire boyhood pulsing hotly while slowly flexing and plumping bigger and bigger in response, firming up more as it grew to his full twenty four inches.

Peaches again beamed at the eagerness of Basil's trembling body. This one longed to be with him. "You'll be here with me, Cream... you don't have to go... you're just like me, see?" Basil's eyes were a little hazy looking as the boy's steamy black length jerked up, slapping gently with Peaches' pony cock sensually. Peaches was barely restraining himself, shivering as he hugged his forelegs around Basil's lush, plump hips.

Basil blinked several times, wrenching himself out from this blissful trance and pushed back from Peaches again, moving back to the wall and putting a little more distance between himself and the pony's amazing erection. "I have to... have to go home, with my brother..."

Peaches forelegs trembled as Basil pulled back again from him, and he started showing tears in his eyes, something Basil had never seen any other horses do. "You can't... they won't want you there anymore," he said while his voice quivered, his ears drooping down. "They'll just send you away. So, you have to stay here with me... or..." he whimpered and continued with the tears, slumping slowly down onto the hay bale in front of Basil.

Basil's breathing relaxed a little bit, his body settling down slightly from its aroused state. Peaches, though, seemed to more or less maintain his full arousal. The heavily endowed pony simply could not calm so easily. "Please... don't go..." said Peaches, while snuffing through his big equine nostrils and looking down.

"Why... did you say they won't want me anymore? My brother... he'd never say that," Basil replied while watching Peaches suspiciously.

Peaches looked back up to Basil, narrowing his gaze a little more with a bit of a frustrated look and huffed, "That's what I thought too! I was cared for... I was special to someone," he said. He pulled back from the haybale a little, rearing up once more to show off his immense raging erection, once again causing it to sway and bob provocatively. "Then, I was... I was freakish," he concluded with a sad stamp of his hooves as he got back down on all fours.

Basil frowned a little, picking up his huge plush toy that had been set off to the side of the hay and hugging it as he watched Peaches' frustration, "Did... uhh... did the mean doctor and his people take you away from your friend?"

Peaches kept hoofing at the floor angrily, "What difference does it make! Now I'll just be by myself again for a while."

Basil flicked his ears down and scooted back to the front of the haybale, bringing his plush with him and resting it over his lap, cushioning its soft fluff against his heavy shireparts and blushing a little, "Please... don't be sad, you can tell me," he nodded, not wanting the cute pony to stay so upset.

Peaches blinked a few times and stopped stamping his hooves, looking back up to Basil with a slight bit of hope mixed in with his sadness, "O... okay... Well... I used to... used to have a boy. He was my best friend, and took really good care of me," the pony nodded eagerly while his memories just flowed out...

~

When Peaches was born on the Dooney farm, it was supposed to be a special day. Peaches' mother, Molly, was a beloved pony at the farm, and was the favorite for all of the children who came to visit for petting and pony rides. The Dooney's had planned to make a big event out of Peaches' birth, and cash in on all of the families who would just have to see the adorable baby pony of Molly.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. For some reason, after birthing him, Molly didn't take to Peaches. Inexplicably, she rejected him, and he was on his own when he was yet barely able to walk. To keep him from starving and becoming ill-mannered, he had to have a surrogate to take care of him, but the Dooneys figured it was a bad omen and decided to give him away. Fortunately, a friendly man in a lab coat showed up one day at the Dooney farm and offered to take Peaches from them.

It was Billy's 13th birthday and he had asked his dad for something really special this year. He wanted a pony. He'd been a good boy and he deserved it. Even so, the boy was surprised when he saw his dad walk in the front door leading a small pony foal behind him. His name was Peaches, Billy was told. He was given a small nursing bottle and instructions on how to take care of Peaches, since the foal didn't have his mom anymore. At first, Billy was a little hesitant to be responsible for such a scrawny looking pony. He had wanted a big strong one he could ride! After Peaches looked up to him all frightened and needy, though, Billy's heart instantly melted and he promised to take good care of Peaches.

Peaches and Billy were inseparable whenever the boy was at home. He nursed Peaches and would play with him and groom him every day. Not having a mom to imprint on or other horses to learn from, Peaches imprinted on Billy and learned from the boy. Billy was everything to him, and he was happy.

One day Billy was in the backyard with Peaches, teaching his pony a new trick, when Peaches heard Billy's dad come home, cursing as he went into the house. He had a foul expression, and was saying something about "Those fools at the lab," who "didn't have the vision for a brave new world." Billy's dad said he would "show them all..."

Peaches was sleeping one night in his stall in the modest stable they had built for him, when he heard someone approaching. It was Billy's dad, who was carrying an apple and a large hypodermic needle filled with some blue liquid. When he got to Peaches, he said "We'll show them, won't we Peaches..." He laughed, feeding Peaches the apple to distract him while he moved around to inject the full contents of the needle into Peaches' butt.

Every week, Billy's dad would come by on a specific night and examine Peaches, fondling every part of his body and taking notes, before giving him another injection of varying sizes and colors. From the very beginning, Peaches felt funny. He didn't like what Billy's dad was doing, but if anything really bad happened, Billy would protect him.

One day, Peaches was waiting in his stall for Billy. He felt more giddy than usual. There was some strange growing sensation between his hind legs which felt amazing, and every time he thought of Billy the pleasure grew stronger. He just wanted so badly to hold Billy close to him with his forelegs and smell his scent. When Billy arrived, opening his stall door, Peaches whinnied at him eagerly, but what caught the boy's attention was the foot and a half of horsecock hanging under Peaches' body and slapping up and down lewdly. Billy blinked and blushed, shaking his head and telling Peaches to calm down. Peaches shouldn't have been that big... and he wasn't supposed to be like that around Billy anyway, the boy said. They still played that day, but Billy was a little more distant than normal.

Peaches tried to quell his urges, but it only got worse over the next several weeks... and Peaches kept getting... bigger... and bigger between his legs. The worst such growth spurt happened one day when Billy was grooming him, and when the boy's hands got close to his intimate areas, Peaches nearly experienced his first climax, his already over two foot ponycock growing out suddenly by more than half a foot and splattering out gobs and gobs of pre-cum while his heavy black nuts twitched and swelled, looking like they were being filled by a small hose. Billy watched all of this with a terrified look on his face, pulling away from Peaches, who was terribly horny and confused. Peaches responded by turning and moving himself over the boy to nuzzle him. He just didn't realize giving Billy such affection meant he'd also be slapping the boy with a nearly three foot horsecock.

After that, Billy stopped coming within touching distance of Peaches. Billy seemed to always be angry. When he did see Peaches, he'd sneer at him and call him a freak. He would tell him he never loved him anyway. Sometimes, Billy would bring his new friends from high school over and they would throw things at Peaches and laugh to each other.

On Peaches' last night at Billy's house, Billy's dad came to his stall with a big grin on his face. Peaches looked up at him, frightened. Billy would never come to protect him again. "You've done well, Peaches," Billy's dad had said and patted the pony on his head and about the ears, then smiled knowingly as he examined the pony's massive package and plump form. "We've helped them see the truth... It's okay if Billy doesn't love you anymore, since you'll be coming with me now. With your new physiology, I'll be able to perfect it," he said and grinned again darkly as he lead Peaches away from home and shipped him off to the lab.

~

Basil looked on sadly as Peaches finished, then narrowed his eyes a little, "That Billy... he's... he's so mean..." the boy huffed, a little lost for words. He calmed his expression a little though as he saw Peaches looking up to him again with that same mournful gaze. "I'm... I'm sorry Peaches..." he said while lifting one of his silky hands up and brushing it ever so gently through the Pony's mane and over one of his ears. For the first time, he noticed the tag attached on a ring in Peaches' ear. In blocky letters similar to those on Basil's, it said "EXPERIMENT #001 - PEACHES". Basil felt awful. He'd never speak harshly with Peaches again.

"I just wish... just wish he would say he was lying... About never caring for me," Peaches said with another snuff of his nostrils.

Basil scooted closer to Peaches, blushing as he felt his draft-horse parts flopping over the edge of the haybale and wobbling about distractingly. "Ohh..." he said softly, closing his eyes briefly and then setting his plush horse back to his side on the haybale. "Hey... uhh... P... Peaches... you can come with me and my brother if you want... when we leave," he said while brushing one white-fuzzed hand over Peaches' muzzle and neck gently.

"R... really Cream? Ohh... I can come with you?" Peaches seemed obviously excited by this. He'd been here alone so long. This boy seemed so friendly, and he smelled so... so... so good. Peaches' big nostrils kept flaring up as he took in more of Basil's scent and leaned his head into the brushes. His giant ponycock flexed up again, another soft slap sounding under the pony as he looked on happily.

Basil thought about correcting Peaches, but decided not to. He figured it would be okay if he kept calling him Cream for now. "Yea... my uncle has a nice farm and everything! We can all stay together... uhh... you'll like the other animals too, they're nice..." The boy looked hopeful as he spoke, not sure what happened to the farm after they were captured.

Peaches reared up again, resting his hooves on the haybale while nuzzling Basil thankfully. The boy giggled and blushed again when he felt Peaches' giant mottled tool slapping on his swelled tummy. His own loins were stirring again, and his ears flicked down while he could feel his heat rising and his shire cock beginning to expand and rise up again in arousal, despite him trying to keep it under control.

Peaches could see Basil trying to control himself, and the pony felt suddenly a little embarrassed. His body was telling him that he wanted this hybrid shire boy... However, he was learning self-control now, and this boy didn't want to be with him like that. "Ohh... s... sorry Cream," he said to Basil while backing down off from him, looking quite sheepish and trembling on his hooves.

Basil relaxed again a bit once Peaches climbed down from him, blushing and looking down at his own equine nostrils again and shaking his head, "It's okay Peaches... hey... let's rest. Maybe we can figure out how to get out in the morning."

Peaches nodded in agreement, "Okay," he said and clopped over to the wall right next to that post where Basil's reins were tied up. He leaned gently against the wall and closed his eyes, trying hard to will his erection to go down.

Basil smiled again at Peaches and then lay back down onto the haybale, pulling his huge floppy boyhood up against his chest and swelled tummy while waiting for it to go back down. He closed his eyes, drifting off.

~

At some point during the night, Basil woke up, flicking his ears as he heard a voice...

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Cream... Ohh..." It was Peaches voice. Basil glanced over at the pony, the boy's mane tossing a little as he looked over and watched Peaches body rocking in his sleep, his giant throbbing pony prick still hanging out near full arousal and looking uncontrollably needy. Basil fidgeted his hands over his tummy a bit while watching Peaches rocking and dreaming some erotic dream. Whatever the dream was though, it clearly wasn't good enough. Without having hands like Basil, there was almost no way for the pony to relieve his pressure by himself. He was stuck thrusting at empty air and just making soft "ohh" sounds whenever his eager ponyhood slapped on anything... his legs, his belly, the wall... leaving a webby trail of precum over all of them.

Basil wasn't sure exactly what took hold of him as he slid off the haybale and onto his hooves, clopping sleepily over to Peaches while his own fat black length swayed out and bobbed side to side along his thighs. Fortunately, his reins seemed to have a lot of slack to them so they didn't inhibit his movement very much in the room. However, the boy's jangly cow-bell was a little bit of a distraction as he made his way to Peaches side and settled down slowly onto his knees next to the gently bucking pony. Peaches seemed to be much too into this dream to be woken by the bell's jangling sound.

Basil pressed one hand against Peaches' side, softly stroking the pony to calm him a little "D... don't worry Peaches... I'm here..." he said, his other silken hand reaching underneath him to try feeling curiously over that massive mottled tool. It was hot against his soft hand, throbbing readily at Basil's touch, begging for more. Basil was quite gentle with it, drawing his digits up over the widening flesh of the flare and exploring its girth and contours with those delicate fingers. The entire length throbbed blissfully at the boy's teasing... its flare bumped slickly over Basil's fingers, almost constantly spilling those loads of webby pre-cum from the big urethra opening.

"Hehe... you're... you're so messy Peaches," the boy said softly to the sleep-humping pony. Basil remembered how his brother used to stop him up to keep him from making such a big mess, and he decided to try it on Peaches, sliding two of his soft fuzzy digits right up along the fat tip of Peaches' crown and then pressing both digits against the pony's big slick urethra. It didn't even have to stretch much at all, accepting the boy's fingers greedily and pumping back and forth and back and forth over them with a series of delicious -slop slop slop- noises. Peaches' pre-cum was starting to back up inside his giant colt-maker, starting to show a noticeable bulge along the belly of the thick mottled length. Basil blushed a bit while watching, then brushed his forelocks away from his eyes again with his other hand and leaned in close to Peaches' steamy length, taking in the scent and pressing his lips tenderly against the spot where it was starting to bulge with backed up pre. The boy closed his innocent looking eyes while kissing that trembling flesh... Peaches gasped a little again. Basil blushed some more and kissed again, and again along Peaches' bulgy girth, working his way down from the juicy flare to the pony's giant medial ring, his digits continuing to gently plunge at his flare again and again, occasionally letting a big gooey squirt of pre-cum splat out and soak the boy's hand. When Basil got to that big sensitive ring of flesh, he started mouthing on the bulge of it, pulling the loose flesh into his blunt coltish muzzle and sucking and nibbling on it while he felt the pressure building up higher and higher against his fingers and Peaches' body trembled and jerked above him.

After suckling on Peaches' big medial ring for a while, Basil pulled his muzzle back from it leaving a couple of strands of saliva and excess pre-cum connecting between his tongue and the wildly throbbing ring of flesh. "Ohhhh... Ohhhh... yes... Cream.... Don't stop..." Peaches said to him, the pony looking so happy with his tongue hanging way out from his mouth. Basil smiled softly, listening to Peaches' happy sounds... The boy flushed bashfully, but he couldn't keep himself from continuing to explore the pony's gorgeous throbbing flesh. He wasn't sure exactly what it was that was driving him now, but something deep within his trembling young body was telling him that this was exactly what he should be doing.

Basil's own arousal was quite stimulated by now. The boy's heavy black draft dick was flopped out in front of his spread thighs along the floor, flexing powerfully every few seconds. He flicked his silken ears down again and moaned cutely, feeling the blissful swelling of his twitching prostate and balls again, his expanding orbs feeling particularly pleasurable rolling along the floor between the boy's creamy thighs.

He noticed that Peaches' cock still felt relatively flexible, even as large and powerful as it was. Basil scooted back a little while pulling and bending Peaches' pony girth downwards, keeping his fingers plugging up that wide flare while the boy received a close up view of the pony's giant saggy balls. Peaches' shiny black fleshed balls were at least as big as Basil's when the boy was fully plumped up, making the warm soft spheres feel like big pillows against his face while he nuzzled and bumped them around a little with that cute coltish muzzle of his. Afterwards, the boy closed his eyes and started sucking on Peaches' sac flesh just like he'd been sucking on his medial ring, almost worshipful. Peaches was drooling from his mouth by now, never having received such loving attention before... Yet, still... no release... His big shaft and his plumbing were so backed up by now that every jerk of the pony's loins simply began overpowering the boy's fingers plug, spraying pre-cum around the digits as that gaping sloppy urethra glided slickly back and forth over the fingers, slapping over Basil's knuckles quickly.

Basil's own equinehood jerked up to a more erect position in front of his swelled belly, bobbing up and down in front of the boy lewdly while he suckled at the flesh of Peaches' huge nutsac, then kissed at the loose flesh between the orbs, letting them spill over the sides of his muzzle a moment. He pulled back then, panting hard and blushing furiously as he was more than a little drunk with Peaches' familiar vanilla scent. Peaches smelled somewhat like those pills, though different... less concentrated. Of course, his coltish musk was quite noticeable as well and did wonders for getting and keeping the shire boy fully aroused.

Having explored the full length of Peaches heavy ponycock and balls, Basil shifted back around to the front of the pony, the curious boy blushing again softly while hefting the huge stopped up flaretip up and leaning his head down a bit under Peaches, meeting the wide mottled flesh with his boyish muzzle and kiss-suckling around the rim of it sloppily. Every jerk of the pony's length sent another gooey burst of pre-cum splashing around the boy's fingers and splattering his muzzle and ears. It wasn't long before there were gooey webs of the stuff running between the boy's ears and his cheeks. Peaches' eyes were still closed, though the boy could tell he was close to waking... his dreams had never been this pleasureful before.

Basil's coltish muzzle was a bit bigger than the boy's human mouth, but he decided to test this now, blushing again as he opened his maw wide... really really wide, slowly plopped his fingers out from Peaches' urethra opening, and then guided the pony's giant flare into his stretched muzzle. It was almost too much but the boy managed to PLOp the giant flare into his bulging muzzle just as the back-pressure from Peaches' unplugged plumbing erupted right into the boy's mouth. Basil closed his eyes and flicked his ears down cutely as he got force fed several huge pumps of Peaches' rich pre, cheeks and throat bulging instantly and the boy's tummy swelling a little more after just a few bursts. Basil bobbed the big sloppy flare in his muzzle as long as he could, before the pumping pre became a bit too much and he had to pull back and let the goop rocket out over his face and neck and chest with a bunch of loud splat sounds.

When the young shire-boy pulled his muzzle off from that insanely stimulated flare, it was enough for Peaches to wake up, feeling that sudden dramatic change in the intensity of his pleasure. He made a soft groaning noise, still rocking and thrusting his big flexing length, though more gently as he felt it smacking wetly against a boy's muzzle. He gasped and looked down at Basil kneeling there before him, the boy's face and upper body sheeny with a coating of his gooey pre and both of his arms loosely hugging about Peaches' massive dick. "Ohhh... C... Cream... you... you do want to..." he could barely speak, panting again... almost losing his balance as his legs shook again.

Basil blushed strongly once more and swished his golden tail, stroking one hand affectionately along the length of Peaches' mottled shaft while the other continued caressing just behind the flare for another moment, allowing the big fleshy crown to gently slap on the boy's muzzle-cheek several times while continuing to paint his soft white fuzz with Peaches' scent. Then the boy scooted back from the pony and stood up silently, his own big shiny black length flopping again before him with the flare slapping softly below his knees. He turned with a subtle swish of his golden tail which bobbed high above his flanks, letting Peaches get a prolonged look at the boy's deliciously large shire-butt. The cheeks looked just as abundant and jiggly as the pony imagined in his dream, swaying and flexing as Basil started clopping back towards the haybale. Peaches followed close behind him, leaning forward and squishing his head in under Basil's tail, getting the boy to giggle a little while Peaches rolled the big pillowy buttcheeks with his muzzle and slowly dragged his big tongue up and down along the hot cleft. Soon, he was working that large strong tongue of his along Basil's big bulgy taint, eliciting several cute moans from the trembling boy. Peaches watched drunkenly as Basil's throbbing taint swelled against the efforts of his tongue, then felt the boy's twitching creamy nuts swelling and sagging over the sides of his tongue as he dragged it up and down between them repeatedly, savoring the shire-boy's creamy scent.

Basil was rapidly feeling overstimulated again... though his young body was practically begging for more. His equine boyhood was fully out again, bobbing up and down in front of the boy's body while Peaches attended to his taint and jostling balls. The outrageous size of Basil's shire cock still appeared somewhat freakish dominating the view of his cute young body, but now that the boy was more fully equine in appearance, it seemed to suit him... even looking erotically cute now. Basil's large flare was already drooling out an immense amount of pre-cum while Peaches readied him, though the boy seemed more focused on his hand which was drenched with the pony's pre. He had its digits plopped in his mouth and was suckling on them cutely while bending over the haybale, resting his other am in the hay and lifting his big white draft-horse butt up high into those strong licks. Peaches reluctantly moved his tongue-strokes away from Basil's heavy nuts and taint, starting to scoop along the boy's lovely big, fleshy black tailring instead. Not only was the silky ring big but it was awfully stretchy. Peaches' tongue was clearly not large enough to fully do the job there, though he happily heard Basil moaning with every sloppy push of his tongue back and forth, getting him quite slippery with the pony's drool.

Basil moved his soaked fuzzy digits out of his mouth, trembling and moaning quietly as Peaches slathered his plump ass. The boy was feeling nervous... knowing what was about to happen... Peaches was even bigger than his brother... He reached for his plush toy, pulling it close to his chest, feeling his own heavy black shaft wetly bobbing against the plush's soft fur while his curvy hips gently rocked against Peaches' tongue-fuck. "Ohhh.... Ohhh" Basil's cowbell was starting to jangle now again with the boy's gentle back and forth movements, his big balls slapping back and forth between his thighs now.

Peaches could sense Basil's nervousness. He promised to himself that he would be gentle, pulling his head up from the boy's gleaming wet buttcheeks and panting a little as he scooted forward, moving his forelegs around Basil's sides. Due to the size of the pony's mottled giant, he couldn't climb his front hooves onto the haybale yet... that massive crown was already squished against Basil's heated, slick buttcheeks before he was even there.

"Ahh... Peaches..." Basil gasped as he felt the huge spongy tip slopping up between his cheeks and kissing with his big slippery ring, "I... don't know... if it will fit..." he moaned while flicking his blushing ears down.

Peaches huffed at Basil's scent and rocked his body again, starting to apply the enormous pressure of that giant fleshy tool against his silken entrance, "I'll... I'll make it fit Cream... ohh..."

Peaches was barely able to keep his eagerness in check... he kept his movements slow though, applying that excessive pressure and feeling the boy's large yet still inadequate ring stretching a bit more... then a bit more around his trembling monster. All the while, the pony was groaning excitedly... delighted even before he was nestled into his Cream. Every few seconds, another gooey pump of pre fired directly from his urethra opening into the boy's stretching ring, expanding the flesh with liquid pressure and eliciting adorable gasps from the boy... then as he rocked back, the pressure would relax momentarily as the goo splashed out around his steamy flare, soaking the boy's pretty shire butt with more webby lubricant. Peaches repeated this pre stretching maneuver numerous times, getting the boy's butt outrageously slippery while leaving a very large webby pool on the ground beneath their hooves.

Basil's nervousness started to ebb a little as the boy could feel how gentle Peaches was being with him. He blushed a little more each time he felt himself stretching again... again... he was stretching so much. It was all so wet too... his butt felt like it was bathed many times over by Peaches' pre. "Ohh... it's so huge... ahhh" the boy's equine tongue was hanging out now, a bit of his own drool coming out while Peaches stretched him again... again! Basil's drafter cock was jumping between his plushy and the boy's tummy and chest with each stretching sensation, firing numerous shots of his own pre over the poor horse plush and getting it gradually more and more stuck against his tummy with all of that gooey fluid.

Peaches felt like fireworks were going off in his young mind. He was almost there... but Basil still needed more stretching... Even a big draft horse pucker like this boy's was an almost impossibly tight fit for him. "Yessss... Ohhhh.... Cream... Ohhh... We're almost there..." Peaches slowed even further, holding Basil tighter with his forelegs, slopping the boy's ass with another round of gooey liquid and making shorter thrusts... stretching him a little more... then a little more. He savored every last bit of it. He was molding Cream's silky entrance to his size and there was something truly intoxicating about it.

Basil gasped again... and again... his ears flicking up and down quickly, quivering as he experienced a sensory overload of pain and pleasure. He stretched again... again... again... then, suddenly, PLOP! Peaches' giant squishy tip plunged into Basil's huge gaping boypucker. Peaches neighed and barely stopped himself from climaxing immediately. "Oohh!" Basil kept one hand on his plush, and his other moved down to grab at his own spasming length, squeezing hard on it to keep himself from cumming yet either. He could already feel his balls pumping powerfully with the ecstatic sensation of Peaches' giant girth throbbing within his body. Even with that tight grip and the boy's restraining efforts, Basil still couldn't stop the thick overflow of his cream splurting out from his tip and starting to bathe his plushy while his backed up plumbing swelled under the growing liquid pressure. The boy did manage to hold off his orgasm though, and Peaches similarly just held the pleasure-drunk boy with his forelegs while not moving for a few moments, waiting for his imminent climax to recede before beginning his thrusting.

When Peaches did begin thrusting, he was gentle just as he promised. His gorgeous mottled flesh plunged back and forth and back and forth against the contrasting black flesh of the boy's hugely yawning ring. Every single sloppy, steamy hot thrust sent such waves of pleasure through the pony that he felt like he was in heaven... "C...Cream... yes.... Yess... yessss this is p... perfect" he called to the boy, gradually shoving half a foot of the mottled cannon into the shire boy... the sloppy sounds getting more and more outrageously loud and slick as he kept pumping pre in and out of him, now plunging his way to a full foot deep.

Basil was so intoxicated by Peaches' erotic plunging, the boy was starting to get used to being called by Cream... he even was starting to like it. But... maybe it was just his hazy mind... he shook his head... No, he was Basil... Ohhh.... Ohhh... but Peaches was so convincing right now. Basil was almost powerless to resist anything from the pony as the boy's whole body seemed to pulse in tune with Peaches' big tool, plunging so relentlessly sloppy under his tail. Yes... he was Cream for now, "Ohh... yes... yess... keep... keep going Peaches" the boy said while blushing hotly, hugging a little tighter on his plushy as he felt his tummy-bulge growing bigger and bigger as Peaches shoved a few more inches in.. then a few more. The pony was climbing his fore-hooves up onto the haybale now, positioning himself more above Cream while starting to bounce him a little. Cream's eyes were closed tight, the boy gasping and moaning as his big jiggly shire-butt was bounced again and again by the huge mottled shaft, his whole body being gently bucked so that the boy's cow bell was jangling constantly now and his reins flopping up and down in front of him. His belly swelled again as Peaches went deeper, and Cream had to squeeze tightly on his own equinehood again, barely holding back another even more powerful orgasm. Peaches' staff was already stuffed so deep within him... it didn't seem like it could go farther, though Peaches kept gently bouncing the cute moaning boy on it... another round of the pony's rich pre fired within him, stretching his guts and mixing with the experimental fluids already bulging the boy's tummy from earlier.

Peaches drooled again, climbing up higher over Cream while plunging just past the mid-way point. Cream looked deliriously pregnant with his cock. The sight of that was unbelievably exciting for the pony. He finally felt his giant wobbly medial ring kissing passionately with the boy's large fleshy pucker. The wide mottled ring and black puckered ring kissed together again and again and again with sloppy, oozing strands of pre smacking between them constantly while Peaches hugged more around Cream and bounced the boy a bit more vigorously. "Ohhh.... OHHHH..." Peaches' pleasure was peaking again... it was beyond peaking. Pleasure like this didn't even seem possible to the pony. "Yesss.... You'll... you'll be... with me, w... won't you Cream" he panted and moaned between his broken words, gradually beginning to feel Cream's puffy pucker stretching once more... stretching around his huge jiggly ring... it was perfect... just perfect.

Cream's cowbell jangled more pronouncedly as Peaches bounced him more eagerly up and down... The boy's heavy draft cock was flexing wildly against his plushy. His belly swelling had been relaxing a little before, but now it was more stretched out and pregnant than ever as Peaches somehow managed to stuff more of that flexible monster within the boy. He didn't think he'd be able to restrain a third orgasm. He didn't want to... "Ahh... yes, yes! I'll never... leave you Peaches" he cried out.

Peaches heart sang as he held Cream tightly and plunged his massive medial into the boy's receptive pucker, along with several more inches of that mottled snake. Cream's belly-bulge grew truly ridiculous, and Peaches neighed a most heavenly sound, his huge black balls suddenly bouncing up and down powerfully between his legs as they pumped and pumped and pumped! His heavy length rippled and bloated along its girth as the potent, hormone heavy drug that was his seed began blasting inside of Cream. The boy squealed blissfully, holding tight to his plushy as his boypucker, then his guts... then his tummy were all inflated with an immense load of Peaches' potent seed. This first mindblowing pump was followed by countless others, every one of them bringing forth another cute cry of ecstasy from the boy. His stretchy inner plumbing was forced to expand more, his tummy quickly swelling larger than what Blake had done to him. Peaches was trembling and still softly bouncing the boy... "More! Ohhh yes... More..." he cried out with tears again in his eyes, continuing to pump Cream with his potent seed... wishing this mating would never end.

Cream's pleasure was beyond anything the boy had ever felt before. Just feeling the impossible size of Peaches' mottled ponycock plunging within his sensitive young body was more than enough stimulation to eclipse any orgasm the boy had experienced. When Peaches seed began pumping directly into him though, his pleasure rocketed up. He felt his insides tingling again sharply in the midst of his own orgasm hitting... the effects of Peaches' fresh seed felt almost as pleasureful as the pills, a little less concentrated, but yet hitting the boy like a truck as it combined with his own climax. Cream's already enormous balls swelled once more, sagging low between his legs, almost like a pair of giant milky-fuzzed udders. His shire cock writhed wildly between his body and the plushy while growing another few inches, overflowing with his cream which slopped in a thick, gooey arc in front of the boy... just the overflow creating enough pressure to plaster the wall on the other side of the haybale. "OHHHH... P...Peaches!!" he cried out as his equine boyhood spasmed again more powerfully, growing again... another more pressurized gush of overflowing cream blasting out from his big flare and painting a giant splat higher on the wall. The third time, the boy's legs were wobbling and he was hugging onto his plushy for support as his boyhood flexed again, growing to thirty inches. Now Cream started cumming... The boy's cock-belly and flare bloated with the pressure coming up from his udder-sized balls, then the cream started erupting from his yawning urethra, painting his plushy, painting his chest and neck, painting his cowbell and blasting against the wall with enough force to ricochet in every direction, rapidly flooding the haybale as it splashed back down and webbing long thick ropes of the stuff between the wall and the ceiling. "OHH YESSsss YESSss" he called as he erupted again and again while Peaches continued bouncing him joyfully and pumping into his swelled guts, filling the shire boy back up just as fast as he himself unleashed.

The gooey mating continued on for what seemed like hours after that initial climax. Feeling Cream's body changing and adapting from his own plunging and heavy injections just drove Peaches' hormones wild. He knew that he and the boy would always be together now. Eventually, his semen did stop gushing, and was replaced by his thick gel pumping into the equine boy, trying to stop up as much of the backflow from his seed as possible and keep Cream pregnant with his cum. As the bucking stopped, Cream's own climax began to subside finally as well. His thick milkshake gushers eased up, just hitting the wall right in front of him now... then splashing out over the haybale... Finally, the boy's loins pumped and trembled, and he blushed and moaned gently with new pleasure as he felt some thicker fluid working its way through his plumbing, bulging his cock again and then firing out in a little gooey fountain, his first gel. "Ohhh... Peaches..." he said softly, flicking his ears down again as his young legs wobbled and he slumped a bit over the cum-drenched plushy and hay.

Peaches slumped gently over his Cream as well, affectionately dragging his big tongue over the boy's ears and the sides of his muzzle, then gently nuzzling his snout into the boy's golden mane and breathing in his much richer scent, laying there with him into the morning.