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Blake was stuck in a surreal cycle. He couldn't quite tell reality from dreams. The stallion had been alone, alone in a large blank room with nothing but a few bales of hay strewn about. The walls of the room were white, sterile... there were no windows. There was no way of telling the passage of time. Had it been hours? Days? Weeks?

At certain points, the room would be made dark. Sometimes, images or videos would be projected onto the walls. A peaceful farm pasture... a stable, a fruit orchard... There would be a projection of a friendly looking colt or filly, or a mare, looking back at him silently. They'd bob their head to him, as if encouraging him to join them. Then they would prance along the walls around him, always watching him with their soft gazes. At first, Blake knew that these images were not real... He wasn't stupid. Dr. Greenly couldn't confuse him, he had thought to himself. The giant black stallion would huff through his big nostrils and shake his head, trying to ignore them, closing his eyes. However, in the end that didn't help him...

After each video was shown, Blake would be forced to sleep. There was that familiar hissssss of the sleeping gas, filling his room and transporting him from that surreal 'awake' world to his equally surreal dream world. Dr. Greenly's assistants would swiftly descend on his slumbering form, administering strange injections and taking samples while he slept.

While sleeping, the friendly colts, fillies and mares from the projections would invade Blake's dreams. The little ones would look up to him fondly, the mares would brush against him tantalizingly... the handsome colts would nuzzle his chest a little with their heads and then bump their lovely flanks against his sides. He tried to resist.... Oh did he try to resist! They were all just figments of his imagination... that's right, just figments... of his... imagination.

More time went by... his loneliness was getting to him... In the teen's dreams, he finally started to break... he finally began talking to the other horses. They called him Shadow... great Shadow. They revered him, looked up to him. There were no other stallions as large and handsome as he, their 'black beauty.' Blake began to bask in all of this... he loved it... craved the praise, the attention, the nuzzling. Before long, of course, he wasn't satisfied with just nuzzling. As time passed, his dreams became more and more erotic. Colts, mares, fillies... it didn't matter... Any equine in this surreal world was his and his alone, their big horse butts raised to be mounted by his heavy black monster. It began to feel real, all so real and perfect... YESSS perfect.

Doctor Greenly watched the big black shire's erotic, unconscious movements from a nearby control room. Several video cameras were fixed on his body at all times, currently focusing on capturing every quiver, every twitch, every swell of his massive shiny black cock and those enormous equine nuts of his. The dreaming stallion reared up, temporarily pressing his hooves against the closest wall and began humping that giant, pre-cum slathered length up and down along the wall's surface, leaving a massive trail of the goop following in the wake of its fat, twitching girth. Billy watched his father oogling the images on those screens from a cushioned chair off to the side, crossing his arms a bit. There was clearly something about this whole thing that displeased him.

"Experiment #8 is ready, Doctor," one of Dr. Greenly's assistants said while standing to the side of the bank of TV monitors, holding up a silver platter with a pair of latex gloves on it, as well as what appeared to be a rather huge horse-cock condom. This assistant was very similar in appearance to all of the others, a young man with fuzzy horse ears, unusually large hips and butt, and fat long equine cock hanging over a pair of dark balls between his legs. Like all the others, he wore no expression, and held no modesty. Billy tried not to stare at this well-endowed assistant either. The boy looked down at his nose, grumbling some more.

Dr. Greenly grinned, eventually peeling himself away from the TV screens and standing to face his assistant. "Yes... good work, Dr. Draygan..." he said while patting the emotionless man's fuzzy horse ears and chuckling darkly, taking the items off the tray and slowly slipping each hand into one of those stretchy latex gloves with a soft -snap-. "This is it Billy... the day I've... I mean... we've been waiting for." It was clear that the doctor was becoming somewhat excited as he gloated about his impending success. He calmed himself a little, and then snickered some more as he added in, "Yes... just like we talked, this drug will change the world! Diseases, old age, everything... we're going to be wealthy beyond our wildest dreams!"

That last part, about becoming fabulously wealthy... that seemed to be the main part of this whole spectacle that Billy was focused on. The boy nodded to his dad, standing up with his hands still crossed over his stomach. "Do you want me to prepare the... uhh... final subjects?" he asked, referring to the small number of brave individuals who had volunteered themselves as live human experiments, in the hopes of a cure for various deadly conditions.

Dr. Greenly made a show of acting thoughtful for a moment, and then shook his head at his son, while continuing to walk to the room's exit. "No... not yet Billy. It's not time for that yet..." he said while holding the massive horse-condom in his right hand and waving it about nonchalantly. "Why don't you direct Dr. Draygen here to go feed our new boy, then wait for me in the fabrication lab. I'll show you something... something special there," he nodded and smiled knowingly before stepping out.

Billy sighed to himself, glancing back up towards assistant 'Draygen.' These so-called 'assistants' of his father's really creeped him out. Not only was the boy generally put off by their... predominant equine characteristics, but their lack of emotions and trance-like devotion seemed a little frightening. Billy had been told that they were the first round of people who came to Dr. Greenly seeking a cure for non-deadly conditions, such as paralyzation or blindness. Theose subjects all appeared to now be in perfect health, aside from the... side effects of course... They were supposedly so grateful that they decided to help the doctor bring his amazing cure to the entire world. That was all fine and good for Billy, but the boy still didn't understand why they had to walk around naked all the time!

Draygen stood there watching Billy, waiting patiently for his instructions. The teen sighed again, walking over to the assistant while watching him closely. The only reaction of the horse-cocked man seemed to be turning his body slightly to face the approaching teen, causing that ungainly black girth to bob and sway side to side up in front of his belly. Occasionally, one ear or the other flicked as he stood, waiting, with his hands at his hips.

Billy tried to keep his eyes mostly off the man's un-safe package and stepped around him in a little circle, looking him up and down a bit closer. He hadn't ever paid close attention to one of these assistants before. Getting a bit inquisitive for a moment, Billy stepped back in front of Draygen and asked curiously, "Draygen... why are you here?"

Draygen's ears flicked a few times, then the man looked down at Billy. He looked as if he were struggling a bit to answer, his fingers fidgeting a little. "I... am here to... assist Dr. Greenly," he finally replied.

"I know that, idiot," Billy said impatiently. "I mean, how did you get here? Who brought you?" he asked again, hands on his hips assertively.

The assistant looked slightly nervous... or perhaps he was just trying too hard to remember. He gazed out across his nose, looking kind of dazed for a moment, almost non-responsive. Then he shook his head and replied, "I... I work here... I... assist Dr. Greenly."

Billy huffed, "Ugh... I should have known. Worthless. He probably got these assistants off the streets somewhere," the boy said to himself. "Draygen, stop standing there looking stupid and go feed Experiment #9. Bring him the usual, two apples and a gallon of that special milk," the boy said before swiftly heading out to meet with his dad.

Draygen looked around momentarily, looking as if he was trying very hard to remember something important. He gritted his teeth a little, his first show of emotion for a long time. But then, his memory slipped away again and his vision cleared up a little. He nodded, "Y... yes sir, I will."

~

Before entering the room with Blake, Dr. Greenly had his assistants give the big black shire another dose of gas, though a much smaller dose this time. It was not powerful enough to knock him out, but instead simply made the stallion woozy and docile, blurring his vision. After the gas cleared, The doctor walked in with his hands behind his back, holding the huge horse condom while walking around Blake's form to inspect him once more... "That's it... good," he said as he lifted his free hand and brushed it across Blake's side. The stallion just huffed softly and swayed a bit, looking somewhat disoriented. All of this had broken right into the midst of his dream, a most wonderful dream about himself a pair of handsome twin colts.

Behind Doctor Greenly followed a trio of assistants. One was short, with curly black hair. The other two were taller, one with auburn curls and the last with straight blonde hair. They all looked a little younger than the other assistants, the two taller ones perhaps in their early twenties and the black haired boy might have been seventeen. Their hair was longer and more full, skin looking more supple and shiny, though their horse-cocks were not quite as big as the older assistants. However, despite their more youthful appearance, their eyes seemed similarly devoid of emotion, almost entranced as they looked to Dr. Greenly, awaiting instructions.

"Dylan, why don't you and your brother Kenneth be good lads and attach the chains so you can hold him steady for Tory here..." said Dr. Greenly, gesturing to the Auburn haired youth. He bobbed his head in acknowledgement, then he and his blonde haired brother each walked over towards the doorway, each picking up a long, strong looking chrome chain. Although the chains looked extremely heavy, the two young adults carried them with ease, barely making a sound as they hefted them up into the air and then approached Blake-stallion from either side. He was wearing a large, sturdy looking metal collar around his neck, with D-ring attachment spots on both sides and at the front. Dylan patted at the side of Blake's head gently, encouraging the still disoriented stallion to lower his big black head and allow the two boys to attach the chains on each side of his collar. With that done, they stepped carefully back towards the opposite walls, holding the chains firmly and back at a slight angle towards the stallion's behind, restraining him from moving too much farther forward.

"That's good... very good lads. Now, Tory, your job is to make this fine stallion fill this condom out... You are going to milk out every last drop of his seed, understood?" Dr. Greenly held up the huge translucent stallion condom, stretching the opening of it enormously a couple of times with his other hand. "Now, move underneath him Tory. I want you to start by pleasuring his cock. You know how to do that, right?"

The teen nodded, moving to the back of Blake's giant shire body and then moving slightly underneath, curling his arms losely around the foot and a third of fat horsecock that was still flopped out and squeezing it up against his body, squishing the hot flesh against his chest... then his neck, then rubbing his cheek against it. Blake huffed, the stallion's vision beginning to clear as he felt the amazing effects of Tory's teasing rippling through his massive loins and causing his giant black shaft to flex out against the boy's face, slapping him with a - smack - and leaving numerous large, gooey strands of pre-cum along Tory's face. Blake's stallionhood flexed again, pushing out a half foot, nearing two feet in length already. Of course, Tory looked completely un-fazed by this. The boy was totally obedient, doing whatever he could to try and excite this stallion, just as Dr. Greenly ordered him.

"Good... that's good, Tory," the Dr. said while the older teen began mouthing along the sides of the big shire's huge throbby flaretip, encouraging another third of a foot out... All twenty eight inches wobbled and flexed side to side and up and down in Tory's embrace, the boy continuing to work his soft lips and tongue over the giant black flare while it started to spasm and spurt out more large bursts of pre-cum. The stallion neighed, trying to rear up a bit, but Dylan and Kenneth held their chains tightly and kept him steady. Tory's face was getting pretty gooey from the huge stallion's heavy pre-flow, but he continued diligently, stroking one of his hands up and down the full length of the massive prick while sucking as much of that slippery flare-flesh into his mouth as he could, closing his eyes a little whenever the big cock jumped against his face and gave him another gooey pre-cum facial. The huge urethral opening yawned and slopped lewdly over the boy's cheeks or his lips as he moved to suck and nibble at its flesh. Blake neighed again and pulled harder at the chains... He was an immensely powerful stallion, but these two horse-cocked boys seemed unnaturally strong as well, holding their chains firmly and standing their ground.

"Yes..." said Greenly, watching intently... perhaps a little too closely, as the younger teen and Blake's massive stallion flare kissed each other dozens of times, the heavy flare gifting the boy with many more splashes of pre, not only leaving his face quite slick and goo coated, but also the boy's shoulders, chest and back were all dripping with Blake's excessively copious pre. "Good... now... Tory, move forward underneath him and bend over." Dr. Greenly watched with his pulse heightening noticeably as Tory obeyed immediately, pulling his arms and face away from the needy flare. It continued wobbling and flexing about, searching for the boy's face longingly. Tory bent down low, placing his hands on his ankles with his ass raised up high. Although their horse cocks weren't as big as the older assistants, these younger ones seemed farther along in certain... other areas. With Tory's ass lifted up, it was easy to see that the youngest assistant easily had the most full, luscious ass on him. There was a little bit of chestnut colored peachfuzz beginning to form along the mountainous curves of the boy's buttcheeks and there was a bulge beginning to show at his tailbone... Dylan and Kenneth were the only other two assistants who were starting to show a similar tail bulge, though theirs wasn't as big as Tory's.

"Good boy..." Dr. Greenly continued, "Now hold onto this for now," he said to the bent-over teen while handing him the huge condom. Dr. Greenly then continued around the side of Blake's trembling body... The stallion was huffing and straining still against his chains, still kept at bay by the other two. "Don't worry," the Doctor said somewhat soothingly to Blake while patting at his side, "You'll have your relief soon enough..." he grinned darkly, then lifted his latex-coated hands and arms, hefting up the shire stallion's massive shiny black length and guided it against Tory's very plump, juicy ass. The teen just gazed down over his nose, not making a sound and waiting. He closed his eyes ever so slightly then as he felt an immense pressure against the inside of his asscheeks. The stallion's pre-cum slopped out and coated his plump cheeks with shiny wetness while the spongy flare hot-dogged up and down and along his crack, squishing up against his slightly big pucker numerous times, kissing it and spilling more pre-cum into it.

Dr. Greenly tried to maintain his composure as he held Blake's massive tip steady against the teen's hot buttcheeks, watching the web of pre-cum between the lad's shiny ass and the giant throbby flare growing more and more thick. "Now... we'll see whether we can begin the final stage..." Dr. Greenly said as he reached into his lab coat pocket with one of his glove-covered hands, keeping his other on the side of Blake's flare, trying to keep it squished up between Tory's asscheeks. From his pocket, the Doctor pulled a single pill, a version of the drug more refined from his prior work and his most recent experimentation on Blake. It was slightly more green than blue like the pills of before. He leaned down a little farther, pressing the pill right into Tory's mouth while the teen gazed on, chewing and swallowing the squishy pill.

The changes started almost right away... the teen's eyes opened a bit wide and, despite his careful conditioning and training, he was starting to 'feel' something again for the first time in months. "Ohhhh..." he blushed, feeling a wave of heat coursing through his trembling form. The boy's pretty chestnut coltish ears started to grow bigger... his curly black hair growing longer, suddenly reaching all the way down to his shoulders... the pleasure spiked a bit and he gasped, his ten inch equine cock flexing up and slapping on the boy's belly as it swelled out to about thirteen inches and grew fatter, stronger... The plump pair of inky black nuts hanging between the boy's thighs expanded, growing bigger and sagging down lower between his thighs... more lush chestnut fuzz started sprouting all over Tory's quivering ass. Dr. Greenly watched with obvious delight in his focused gaze, watching the teen's already ample butt swelling larger, more equine... while plumping over the sides of the shire stallion's sloppily bobbing flare. "That's... it..." the doctor said under his breath, getting to the point where he was unable to hide his excitement now. He watched the boy's now fully chestnut-fuzzed buttcheeks flex and swell again, the mass of webby pre-cum creating an obscene -slop slop slop- noise as Tory's growing flanks plumped and squeezed repeatedly on Blake's huge black, shiny flare, practically swallowing the eager crown right up into that increasingly cavernous cleft.

Blake was as giddy as he was at the height of his most recent dream... the pleasure was undeniable as he felt this boy's supple, fuzz-coated butt growing larger and larger around his jerking flare, changing into a more adequate draft-horse rump... all for him. He strained against those chains once more, practically drooling... He must have this one. He thrust haplessly with that massive crown, slopping it about aimlessly along the inside of those heavenly mounds, painting them with more and more of his slippery pre-cum. There was someone guiding him now... human hands, coated in latex, cupping his huge girth and helping to squish it right against the moaning boy's pucker. The pucker was still too small, but the teen was still growing... Blake scrambled his hooves on the floor again as he tried thrusting again... Ohhh yesss, he huffed, feeling that deliriously tight, pre-soaked pucker stretching... stretching more... more...

Tory's mind was being bombarded with stimuli. The teen felt such sensations that he had never imagined flashing through his system as the changes accelerated... "Ohhh... g...god... ohhh..." the boy's chestnut coat was spreading faster now. Longer white fur was sprouting over his wrists and ankles, reminiscent of the feathering over a clydesdale's hooves. He felt an almost unbearable level of stinging throughout his plumping clyde-butt, the teen's young pucker being painfully gaped by the shire's gigantic cocktip while at the same time gaining rapidly in size and stretchiness. The shire's pre-cum was pumping directly into the boy's swelling butt with every jerk and squish of that shiny girth into his quivering cheeks, countless strands of the goo drizzling down over his taint and inflating nuts. "What... OOHhh!! Where... am....I..." he mumbled while Dr. Greenly held his shoulder, with his free hand, keeping the teen still as his other continued guiding, pumping a bit over the pre-soaked stallion cock as it slapped wetly against the whimpering boy's yawning, now fully equine anus... the ring was enormous now, its shiny black flesh kissing over the equally shiny, throbbing black flesh of Blake's stallion tip with an outrageous show of goo slicking between them. "Oohhhhhhhh..... OOOHh!!" Tory blushed hotter as more fire spread through him, his facial structure changing, pushing out into a cute, blunt coltish muzzle similar to what had happened with Blake's brother. His horse-cock flexed powerfully against his belly as it jerked out another four inches, bloating rapidly in fatness and gushing a thick line of gooey pre-cum all across the teen's chest and neck. Tory's trembling hands were coating with pretty white fuzz, and his feet were thickening... hardening... soon expanding out into thick, large Clydesdale hooves. His body was shiny with sweat now, almost all of the horse-hybrid boy coated in his chestnut fuzz but for his white markings, a white blaze forming over his forehead as well.

Blake could tell this colt was ready for him now... Nothing else mattered to him at the moment. He would have this beautiful clydesdale boy. He started thrusting harder, getting the boy's ass to really start jiggling against his huge tip... The chains were given just enough slack to allow him to shove forward more... He heard the clyde teen whimper and moan as he was stretched wider, the sound was pure sweetness to the stallion's ears. Yesss... Blake was almost there... so close... Blake... he huffed, that was such a silly name. His herd was calling him Shadow... that was much better. Shadow pressed harder... harder... YES... YESSssss he thought, drooling again from his muzzle. Suddenly, there was this glorious SLOP sound as the clyde boy's ass gulped over his giant fleshy tip. He neighed victoriously as that snug, silky heat spread over his invading flare, stuffing several inches into the wet virgin embrace. He groaned and huffed, and didn't give the colt any reprieve... not even for a second.

Immediately, Shadow began thrusting within the clyde teen's sweat and pre-slicked ass, lewdly jiggling the cheeks while the boy was bucked and very nearly bowled over by every single powerful hump. Dr. Greenly had to move both hands to Tory's shoulders to keep him steady, and was watching lecherously as the lad's newly equine anus was plunged hard and fast with the shiny black, wet flesh of Shadow's enormous girth. Tory's belly bulged obscenely each time Shadow pushed even a third of the way into him. This was exciting enough, but even moreso was the view of the boy's tail. That protrusion up above his gorgeous clyde-butt was rapidly sprouting hairs and growing larger as the shire's big cock slapped back and forth underneath it. Tory moaned louder... louder, his eyes clenched tight and body now giving itself completely over to the drug, then, suddenly the boy's tail bloomed out from his ass in a violent spasm, lustrous black hairs quickly flowing out from above his clenching anus as he cried out and very nearly climaxed in that sensational moment.

Shadow was delighted by how deep this boy was able to take him... He could feel the clenching anal ring kissing now over his big medial ring... In his pleasured haze, he shoved forward again, yawning that pucker even wider as he slopped his big ring in and started thrusting two thirds deep in the boy. It was much, much better than what he'd dreamed of!

Tory's belly was awfully distended out now with shire cock, yet he seemed capable, ears flicked down and blushing hotly as he counter-thrust his hot plump butt on the invading mass. He'd been 'asleep' so long... without feeling, without pleasure... Now it was all hitting the boy in one gigantic rush. "Yesss... Ohh... m...more... mooree..." he begged Shadow. The shire obliged happily, bucking the teen's trembling young form harder on his heavy girth and repeatedly lifting the boy off his hooves. Tory's clyde-cock was already nearly eighteen inches long, but as he neared his peak, it spasmed and flexed out one last time, rising up to twenty two inches and slapping repeatedly against his body as he was bounced on the shire's cock. "OOHhhhh!!!!!!!" the boy cried out sharply, his orgasm hitting like a freight train... His own heavy draft cock jerked and bobbed wildly in front of him while suddenly firing off large bursts of his thick semen, splashing all over his own face and arching out in front of him. The teen came again and again... and again... the powerful rush blinding his vision. The pure ecstasy visible on the teen's face made Dr. Greenly grin knowingly... yes... soon it would be his.

Shadow was easily pushed over the edge when he felt Tory's ass clenching rapidly in orgasm. His steamy cock spasmed wildly within the boy, then he neighed as those massive nuts of his pulled up and PUMPED... then PUMPED, again and again, rapidly beginning to bloat poor Tory's tummy, swelling the clyde teen more with every heavy jerk of those giant fleshy spheres... The boy was drooling again, almost collapsing at the indescribable sensation of that cum-expansion occurring within him. Tory's tummy was already looking hugely filled out, but he could have taken more... much more...

However, Dr. Greenly had other plans. He pulled the huge equine condom out of Tory's hands, then pushed hard on the filling boy's butt, gradually sliding that shiny pumping tool out from his gaping ring. He pushed harder as he got Shadow out all the way to the flare, watching as the fat girth continued flexing against the gaping ring as another round of Shadow's cum was being injected into his colt. Finally, with another shove, that huge flare plopped out lewdly into the open, still firing off its rich blasts with such force that the stallion's seed splashed over Tory's butt, thighs, back and in every direction around them, quickly making a gooey pool under his hooves. With all the deftness he could manage, Dr. Greenly stretched the condom's opening over Shadow's huge flare and pulled it several inches over the his jerking length. He watched with amazement and still a bit of excitement as that enormous condom quickly began to fill and expand out at the tip, forming an ever growing reservoir of the stallion's cum that was sagging down nearly to the floor within seconds.

Tory was down on his hands and knees now, the boy's belly bulge still quite huge but going down a little as excess shire seed began oozing back out from his still immensely gaping pucker. He blushed and gasped again, feeling Shadow's cum still splattering over his body repeatedly before the doctor was able to secure that condom on him. The equine teen was still very disoriented. He wasn't quite sure where he was or what just happened to him. When he looked down, he saw the soft chestnut fuzz coating most of his form and flicked his ears, blushing a bit more while reaching down to touch his own swollen belly with one white-fuzzed hand to see if it was all real or some kind of bizarre dream... He was equally amazed seeing that excessive horsecock attached to his body where his human penis should have been. It was still flexing a bit up against his belly, flinging around the rest of his seed. He grabbed a hold of its slippery girth, gasping softly and closing his eyes in pleasure while he caressed his fuzzy fingers up and down its throbbing length experimentally... It seemed all the boy could do to just hold himself, exploring over his fat length and his swollen fleshy balls with both hands out of both curiosity and nervousness.

By the time Shadow stopped cumming, the end of the stretchy condom looked almost as swelled out as Tory's tummy had. Dr. Greenly grinned to himself, waving over the two other assistants. "You can release him now... and Dylan, take this to the fabrication lab," he said as the auburn haired youth moved close and unchained Shadow's neck. Dylan bobbed his head and then took the heavy sagging condom from the doctor, hefting its weighty contents with ease, then exiting the room with Kenneth in tow. Doctor Greenly chuckled as he then looked down at the well-used Tory, the cum-spattered Clydesdale boy scooting away from the doctor once his gaze was fixed on him, holding some obvious instinctive fear towards him. Dr. Greenly grinned again, "Ahh... you're starting to remember me, aren't you," he said to the trembling boy. "Good... then you'll remember what happens if you cross me. So be a good boy and go to your quarters. I'll come for you later," he said in a firm, dark tone. Tory was still shaking as the teen stood up, suddenly feeling a sense of embarrassment at his current situation... Even though the boy wasn't really human anymore, he still felt a human sense of modesty, stumbling around Shadow, who watched the colt-boy with a somewhat predatory, possessive gaze.

Once Tory had left, Dr. Greenly moved around in front of Shadow, taking off his latex gloves, and then placing one hand on Shadow's forehead, stroking down over the big stallion's snout, "You like him, don't you...?" Shadow's gaze had been lingering on Tory's softly jiggling buttcheeks as the boy clopped out, and now his eyes returned to the doctor, watching him curiously. "Yes... you want him, for your herd... You've done wonderfully Shadow, and as your reward, I will be giving you much more than just that one" he said while rubbing his hand at Shadow's neck and chest.

The huge black shire looked up gratefully, bobbing his head again in appreciation. This human seemed capable of providing his herd... just like the one in his dream! The colt he'd just mounted, that boy and many others... all would be coming to him from this man. He huffed and stomped his hoof happily.

Dr. Greenly grinned and nodded again, "That's a good boy. You just do as I say Shadow, and I'll make sure you have everything you want..." he said while stepping away from the stallion and walking towards the exit, beckoning for him to follow. Shadow stood there for a moment, watching the doctor and hesitating for a moment. He felt like there was something he was supposed to be remembering about this human. Something else... someone he was supposed to find. He couldn't remember though. He was too distracted by the lingering effects of his release, his strange dreams, and the concoction of drugs now running through his system. Eventually he followed behind the man, listening as Dr. Greenly told him more about his role and future rewards.

~

A number of days went by while Peaches and Cream stayed in their little room together. Escaping wouldn't be quite so easy, they had figured out. The lock on their door was electronically controlled, and only one of them was ever let out at a time, to relieve themselves and be bathed in a nearby washroom. At least Cream's reins weren't tied to the pole anymore, so the boy was able to walk around more freely through the room. Although Peaches was certainly hoping to leave this place with Cream and live free at his family's farm, he didn't mind too much being stuck in close quarters with the gentle shire boy. In fact, even life in captivity was blissful with Cream cuddled up with him every morning when he woke up. Every night with Cream was pure bliss for Peaches... they would mate at least twice before going to bed. Just once wasn't good enough for Peaches... Fortunately, the horny pony was getting a little better at controlling his arousal when he wasn't being touched, but even so, with all the experimental drugs coursing through his system, his hormones were always hyper-active and he was always ready to mate at the slightest stimuli.

However, it wasn't just Peaches hormones that were making him so unbearably eager to fill Cream with his seed. The pony felt this amazing, almost irresistible level of pride and excitement throughout his loins whenever he would see Cream laying there beneath him blushing, the boy's belly swollen out magnificently with his potent seed. Cream always looked pregnant after they mated, and more and more pregnant when he mated him a second or third time in a row. Peaches knew that colts couldn't get other colts pregnant... but... maybe... just maybe, he thought... He had already noticed how the constant injections of his potent, drug-like seed were further changing Cream's milky-fuzzed body, adding a bit more curves to the boy's already plump draft-horse form, helping grow the boy's insides to accept more and more of his heavy ponycock, making Cream more fertile and receptive to him. He was more turned on by that than anything, and was determined to keep trying.

Cream was also happily settling into their intimate mating ritual. Each night, they would mouth and tongue at each other's ears, muzzles, and necks... before moving to the more sensitive flesh. Peaches was always so affectionate with him. He felt special... loved. His innocent, boyish heart was easily captured by Peaches' attentions, and Peaches couldn't help but give his heart to the pretty equine boy as well.

Cream could tell there were gradual changes happening inside of his body with each of Peaches' matings. At first, he was a little bit nervous. The boy knew by now what those drugs were capable of, and he knew... somehow, all of them originated from Peaches. The pony's seed probably wasn't as powerful as the concentrated tablet, but Peaches was planting so much of it in him... so much... Cream had been filled dozens of times by now, a walking reservoir of Peaches' hormonal concoction. Even after their first night together, the boy's insides wouldn't stop tingling. He had watched with amazement as his own fat black horse-cock grew larger during that first mating, and then with each further filling, there were other little pleasurable tickly sensations constantly cycling through the boy's hips, his butt, his balls and his tummy. His huge tummy swell would usually recede by morning, with the pony's rich seed apparently absorbing somewhere into him. Eventually, Cream started to get used to the sensation though... that warm, tingling pleasure just became normal for the boy, to the point where he would have felt strange without it.

Just as much as Cream was happy to accept Peaches seed, he also loved feeding the eager pony. Peaches had realized pretty quickly that Cream's expansive nuts were producing much more than just normal seed. The boy's heavy, almost udder-sized spheres carried a scent and flavor that seemed like a delicate mixture of his lovely coltish musk and a sweet sweet cream. The cute boy seemed much more productive now than he was before their regular matings too. All it took was some steady teasing on his boy's fat fuzzy orbs and they'd rapidly plump and swell even bigger than their 'normal' melon size, sagging weightily down past Cream's trembling knees and ready to pump those immense, thick milk-shake gushers from the boy's huge wobbly black flare. His 'cream' was rich, sweet, and somehow nourishing... enough to suppress both of their milk cravings.

Even as they enjoyed each other, both continued to talk of escape from the lab. They both longed for the outdoors... the grass under your hooves, wind blowing through your mane... the freedom of the larger world. Cream would often tell Peaches about the farm too... the nice other animals he would get to meet - his adopted mom Daisy the cow, Faris the goat, the donkeys Sandy and Dune, and many others. Peaches was eager to see all of this, having never spent a considerable amount of time among other animals. Tonight, Cream did have an idea, but it was a little risky...

"You'll... have to lay to the side of the door," he nodded "and don't move at all. Once they come in, you trip them up by using one of your hind legs... I'll grab their arms... then, we get the key and... and..."

Peaches looked to Cream a bit sheepishly, "We... might have to knock them out... I don't think we have anything to tie them up with." Cream's halter and reins were secured tightly to the boy's head and he hadn't been able to get those off, yet, so they were out of the question.

Cream blushed and nodded. He didn't know how to do that, and he was just a relatively small colt. He wasn't sure how long he'd be able to hold them down.

Peaches huffed bravely, "I'll do it... I'll be real careful and try not to really hurt them."

Cream nodded, moving into position in front of the door and looking out the small glass window to see if there was anyone approaching. While the boy was looking out the window, his big milky fuzzed butt was facing in Peaches' direction and the pony couldn't help staring at the large, lush shire flanks. He tried hard to fight his arousal... He didn't want to ruin Cream's plan by being too horny, but it was almost impossible for him to ignore the presentation of his mate's gorgeous butt. He clopped over, his heavy mottled ponycock flopped out under him close to the floor. He wasn't able to keep it totally un-aroused, but he was at least trying to control how aroused he got. When he was close enough, Peaches gently nudged his snout up along the insides of Cream's thick buttcheeks and took in his sweet colt scent, just enjoying his scent... that was it... well, he also was teasing his nostrils along Cream's bulgy white-fuzzed taint and the backs of the boy's big creamy nuts as well, watching those heavy orbs twitch and swell, sagging more over his snout while he played with them.

Cream didn't see Peaches moving so close to his butt, and just started giggling when he felt the pony rolling his soft taint and balls with that gentle nose. "Hehe... ohhh... P... Peaches, you're gonna get us both stiff..." Cream said quietly while blushing and looking down briefly at his swelling balls and sheath, watching their fat white-fuzzed flesh bobbing and smacking erotically under his belly while Peaches kept playing with his nuts. It wasn't long at all before the boy's broad black flaretip was beginning to flop out in front of him, the warm throbbing equine dick pressed right up against the door and starting to ooze out a trail of pre-cum which drizzled slowly down the door's surface. Even though he was trying to focus on the task at hand, Cream didn't want the pony to stop... it felt soo good... The boy's long, creamy golden tail flicked eagerly, side to side above the cute, peach-colored pony's head and wiggling ears. Peaches had begun to lick along the boy's nutsac and buttcheeks by the time he saw one of the doctor's assistants approaching their door.

"Ohh... Peaches... he's... he's coming... quick, lay down," the boy said in a flustered voice, his ears filled with warm pink blush as he listened to the soft wet sound of the pony's tongue slurping over his bobbing nuts and taint, his thick black shire cock pushing out farther against the door and throbbing eagerly for that tactile pleasure. "Ohhh... hurry" Cream panted a little, trying to mentally restrain his equinehood from growing any bigger.

Peaches finally pulled back, huffing amorously over the boy's flanks a little longer. He was about two thirds to his full arousal by now. He shook his head a little, trying to clear his thoughts. "Ohh... s... sorry Cream," he said while looking down over his muzzle a little embarrassed. Then he swiftly laid out onto the floor, slightly to one side. The doctor's assistants were so used to seeing the pony fully erect anyway, he figured it probably wouldn't raise any eyebrows to see two feet of his mottled cock just sorta hanging out under his belly like this when he's supposed to be unconscious. He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, waiting silently.

With Peaches in position, the shire boy pulled slightly back from the door, enough to un-stick his partially erect horsecock from the layer of pre-cum clinging between it and his flare. He blushed a little more, relaxing his arousal further and waiting for the assistant to get close. Then, Cream called to him through the window, "Hey! Mr... come quick! Peaches... he's, I think he's hurt..."

The assistant appeared to be one of the middle aged variants, with light blonde hair and white fuzzed ears. He was carrying a tray with food, though he wasn't headed for their room. He seemed to be taking the food to a room across the hall from theirs. When he heard Cream's muffled voice through the door, he set down the tray at that other door and quickly walked over, watching the equine boy through the window, then glancing down into the room to see the pony laying there motionless.

"Please... you better hurry, he's not moving at all," the boy said, making his voice as quivery and his expression as worried as he possibly could.

The assistant seemed to think about this for a moment, staring blankly down at the pony. He most certainly had orders not to let them out of their room except for special circumstances. He also probably had orders to keep them alive and safe. He looked between the pony and the boy several more times, then pulled the keycard off from the necklace he was wearing. Cream stepped back from the door, breathing quickly and still having several inches of horsecock bobbing side to side between his thighs. With a soft wooshh sound, the door slid open and the assistant stood there, looking between the blushing horseboy and the pony. "Stay back, I'll check whether he needs medical assistance," the assistant finally said to Cream while striding quickly over to Peaches to check his vitals.

Peaches waited until just the right moment, peeking one eye open a tiny bit to watch the assistant's approach. Once he was within range and began to crouch down, Peaches swiped one of his forelegs in a quick arc that connected with both of the assistant's ankles, easily knocking him over face-first. Peaches scrambled back a bit as the assistant fell with a THUD. Unable to brace himself as he was caught off guard, he hit his head on the floor and didn't move.

Cream gasped and quickly clopped over to Peaches' side as the pony stood back up swiftly, hunching down slightly in an aggressive stance and getting ready to defend his mate. However, the assistant didn't get back up.

Peaches had a slightly concerned look on his face... he didn't want to hurt the assistant if he didn't have to...

"I'll... check," Cream said as he recognized Peaches' concern, stepping carefully over to the motionless man. Peaches followed close with him. The boy crouched down low, putting both white-fuzzed hands on his side and tried to roll him over onto his back. It was surprisingly easy, almost as if the man weighed nothing at all. Cream blinked a little bit, looking down at his hands for a second. Then he shook his head and fixed his gaze back on the man. His chest was rising and falling slowly. Cream bent down low, resting his right large fuzzy ear to the man's chest and listening. He could hear his regular breathing, and nothing sounded bad to the boy. "I think he's okay Peaches... just asleep."

Peaches looked truly relieved, letting out a deep relaxed puff of air and calming his tensed muscles.

The horse boy looked about for the keycard, finding it laying next to the man's thigh. He picked it up, smiling up to Peaches as he held it in both hands and started swishing his soft creamy gold tail again in excitement. "You did it Peaches! Look, we can find my brother and... and we can escape now!" he said. The boy looked ecstatic, flicking his ears as well as he leaned in to hug Peaches around his neck and kiss with him happily.

Peaches was very happy, and excited. His arousal jerked up against his belly and grew much more erect, but he didn't care right now. He had gotten the key to their freedom. He pressed his muzzle with the horseboy's and kissed back with him passionately, delving his big tongue into Cream's mouth and swirling their tongues together sloppily for several seconds while the boy blushed hotly, closing his eyes as his own heavy dong started expanding out farther from his sheath and flopping at his knees. They kissed and tongued each other for a moment more, then pulled back with a very wet slop and both were panting for a few seconds afterwards. "Okay... lets go Cream, I think I know... uhh, I think I remember how to get to the main hallway. The exit shouldn't be too far from there. I bet they're keeping your brother in one of the large lab rooms. Those are on the way," he said while bobbing his head eagerly, then he gently took Cream's reins in his mouth and looked to the boy playfully, tugging on them to lead him.

Cream panted a little more after suckling on Peaches' big horsey tongue. He opened his eyes back up, watching Peaches taking up the boy's reins in his muzzle, he blushed some more in his ears and giggled, nodding. He reached back to their haybale to quickly gather up his horse plush, not wanting to leave it behind. Then he clopped along close behind Peaches while the pony led him along by his reins.

The laboratory was like a massive maze for Cream. He was quite relieved that Peaches had some knowledge of the layout, though the pony's memory wasn't perfect. A couple times they would go down a wrong hallway and have to double back. A few others, they had to hide behind large barrels or in a storage room when the doctor's assistants were walking past their path. Cream wondered how it was that this one doctor had... so many... assistants.

After a few more twists and turns down sterile white hallways, they came upon a circular hallway that seemed to form a ring around a very large central lab room. Peaches gently pulled Cream close to him with the reins in his mouth, then let them go to speak, "Here... I think... this is it. Your brother might be in there," he said happily.

Cream smiled brightly in response, swishing his soft creamy golden tail again and bending down to hug Peaches again. "Ohhh! Yes... once we find him, we can go home!" the boy said, practically bouncing on his hooves as they stepped into the circular hall.

Just then, they heard heavy hoofsteps coming from one of the next hallways down. The hoofsteps sounded familiar to Cream... He perked up his ears, listening closely. Peaches followed his gaze, the pony lowering his stance a little again and tensing his leg-muscles just in case it was trouble. They saw a large, powerful looking black shire stallion stepping into the circular hallway, followed by a pair of assistants. He huffed strongly, then lifted his gaze to them the second he entered view. His eyes were sharp and steely, picking over every inch of each of their naked bodies quickly. The assistants to either side of him spotted them as well, quickly recognizing who they were and stepping back to go get additional help.

Cream's tail was swishing even more quickly as the large black stallion approached them alone, his eyes going from horseboy to pony, and back again, as if appraising their forms. There was something strange about the look in his eyes, Peaches thought, but Cream turned to him with a big smile and said, "It's him... it's Blake. We found him!" The boy turned back towards the big shire stallion and brushed a few forelocks from his eyes, almost misty-eyed as he was so happy to see his brother again after so many days. "Blake," the boy said softly "we can go now... we can go home and... Peaches is going to come with us!" he said, almost out of breath he was so excited.

The big stallion stopped a few feet from the two of them, staring at Cream not with joy, but with a harsh, firm look that made the boy feel a bit of a chill going through his body. "We are home..." he said sternly.

Cream blinked, looking back down at Peaches with a somewhat frightened and confused look. Peaches looked back at him, then fixed his gaze back up at the stallion again, slowly moving to a more protective position in front of his mate. "B... but Blake..." the trembling boy stammered.

"First of all, my name's not Blake," the stallion gruffed forcefully, then peered with a bit of amusement at the pitiful sight of the small pony trying to defend this boy from him. "My name is Shadow... and I think..." he clopped a bit closer, his powerful form tensing, showing off his exceptional draft musculature, "it is about time that you two got back in your stall... NOW."