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"We're almost there." Adam looked up from his book. His mom was looking back at him with a wide grin plastered on her face. "Are you excited? I can't wait to see what this place is like."

Dog-earing the book, he dropped it to the seat next to him and looked out into the woods. "Yeah. Thrilled."

He could hear the frown in her voice, "You used to love camping. We'd have to set up a tent in our backyard nearly every weekend." He bit back the automatic snap at her. Wasn't her fault that they had to move into the city. It wasn't even really his dad's fault, not since the company practically demanded it. While he did enjoy the outdoors, he also happened to enjoy having a roof over his head too. Still got to get away and go camping on his own, especially once he got a car, but his parents definition of camping and his were two entirely different beasts.

He sighed internally and offered her a forced smile, "Just didn't get much last night, and the plane wasn't idle for taking a nap either." They both looked over at his father, who turned a bit green when he thought of the flight there.

She turned around and returned her attention to the surroundings again. "Well, you'll be able to get plenty of rest out here. The professor even said that you would be welcome to go camping in the woods, provided you don't litter or burn down the forest." Adam mirrored his mother's words and spotted his dad looking at him in the rear view mirror, eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Now Sandy, out of every time he's gone camping, we've never once heard of a raging forest fire. He's always been good with camping, even if he has picked up some odd habits." Adam looked over his shoulder at the gear that was packed away in the cargo area of the rental SUV. Odd habits indeed. Most of his gear, aside from some extra clothing, was packed away in a single hiking pack. His parents, on the other hand, had far more things stashed away back there. For as long as he could remember, their idea of camping had involved parking the car and then just pulling whatever they needed out of the back of the car. Few years back, when he was trying out the Scouts, he got into backpacking since that was what the Scoutmaster preferred to do. Said that you couldn't really appreciate nature if you could just drive up to it. The better stuff had to be hiked to.

The seat squeaked a bit as his mom pushed against it and propped her foot up onto the dash. "The Professor also mentioned that cell phones and things are pretty useless out there. That the tribe doesn't even have electricity. Can you believe that? In this day and age they don't even have electricity!"

His dad grunted as he wrestled the SUV down the rough road, hardly more than a dirty path half-again as wide as the truck. "Wonder how they keep their food stored."

Again, he looked back at the packs and felt himself smiling. What would his dad do without his laptop, and his mom without her tablet. It'd be hard on him too, but aside from a camera he rarely took much electronic with him when he went out camping. He used to take a GPS along with him, but after losing the signal or running out of battery one too many times, he took up orienteering. A compass and map never ran out of battery. He had a really good compass tucked away in his pack, a little expensive but as long as he had a decent map, he could find his way just about anywhere.

"Looks like we're here." Adam sat up in the back as they rounded a corner, a lone trailer pared off to the side of the road.

His mom leaned forward and looked around. "Are you sure?"

The car rocked as they pulled alongside the trailer, his father nodding. "The directions were pretty clear, park by the trailer and we'll be taken to the village." The SUV rocked again as it was shifted into park and the engine was cut off. Adam was out first, happy to get out and stretch his arms and legs for a moment. The car rocked as his parents got out, the rear hatch swinging open as he went around to the back.

He was looking over the luggage when he heard a voice from around the trailer. "Ah, the Burkes, been waiting for you." Adam looked around the car and spotted the professor. He definitely looked like a professor, although more of a professor of natural sciences than an anthropologist. Or was he an agriculturist? The details were a little vague, since he could remember his father talking about it but he hadn't really paid attention. He'd been a bit more concerned with getting some time to get away from his parents for a bit. His dad always loved to try and get involved in things he was doing; except that he wasn't really the type for exercise. His father tried to follow him on a rather simple day hike once before and they barely made it a couple miles before having to turn back around.

And he was counting on them not wanting to hike along with him on this trip.

Don't get him wrong, he loved his parents; and he was definitely going to be spending time with them on this vacation. Just he had to get away sometimes. When he'd looked up a map of this area online, he'd practically been drooling over the way everything looked. How often would he get the chance to come out to a place like this, so far from society, and get to just be with nature? If he didn't take the chance now, he might not ever get to have another opportunity like this.

Adam tilted his head towards the conversation some, hearing the Professor talking about how he'd arranged for his parents to stay at a cabin in the village. He couldn't help but smirk to himself when he looked at the packed trunk. How much of this stuff would be left behind at the SUV when they started the hike? That thought led to another, feeling him with a sense of slight disappointment. Of course his parents wouldn't be able to carry all this stuff to the village on their own. Which meant he'd have to take a big detour to go with them and drop the stuff off.

"Is this the new investor, Professor?" leaning around the car, he looked for the newcomer. A pale mare was leaning against the porch's railing, an easy smile on her face. He looked over her body quickly, taking in her graceful form, broken only by her swollen belly. The mare looked over at him and smiled, canting her head ever so slightly as she gave him a once over as well.

The Professor turned around and smiled up at her, "Yes it is. Wraith, these are the Burkes." She came down the stairs and shook his parents hands. Turning back to the car quickly, he fished his pack out and checked over it quickly before starting to haul their luggage out of the back.

A whistle made him jump. Wraith leaned around the SUV, peering into the back. "Looks like they packed for an expedition." Leaning back, she peered at tag on the truck. "Huh... fitting actually." The mare held her hand out and whickered softly, "Nice to meet you..." Reminded of his manners, he shook her hand and introduced himself. "Well Adam, looks like you might need a pack mule for all that stuff."

He smiled a little, "They do tend to over pack some. I prefer traveling light." His fingers brushed over the pack at his feet before looking at her belly again. "We should be able to manage though."

She laughed and ran her fingers over her stomach. "Oh, I wasn't offering to help. If the Professor didn't stop me from carrying anything heavier than a notebook, then he would." Adam followed the tilt of her head and saw a stallion approaching them from around the trailer. He felt his breath catch at the sight of the male ambling towards them. The stallion wasn't much taller than he was, but something about him just made him seem so much larger. He was dressed much as the Professor and the mare were, in relaxed, but practical wear. There was an air about him though, an aura that spoke of confidence and power without having to shout it.

Wraith leaned back into his chest as the stallion moved up behind her, wrapping an arm around her body. Adam's nose caught the male's scent, just a bit musky and dusty. Probably from the walk from wherever he had been. He felt a little ache forming as the two anthro equines nuzzled and whuffled at each other. Turning quickly, he busied himself with trying to hook the bags together to make them easier to move. He moved quick enough that he didn't notice the look the stallion gave him, or the whispered question from the mare.

It was about then that the Professor came around the back with his parents. He gave a whistle and slapped the stallion on the back. "Good thing you came down, eh Thunder?"

The male snorted, "Anything to keep this lovely from exerting herself too much." He gave an exaggerated wink towards Adam, making the teen blush and duck his head. "At least outside of the village." Stepping around the beautiful mare, the stallion grabbed up one of the larger bags and hefted it easily. This close Adam couldn't help but breath in his musk, his knees getting a little wobbly before he steadied himself. "So how much of this is yours, hmm?"

He cleared his throat and stepped back with a bag, letting the larger male have more room to pull out the luggage. "Just this pack really. Got a bag with some more clothing though. You know, for later in the week." The stallion looked at him, ears perked curiously. Adam felt a little smile tugging at his lips as he tapped his fingers against the pack. "I was planning on going out hiking in the woods. You know, do some camping and things like that."

"That reminds me!" Wraith dug into a pocket and pulled out a freshly laminated map, "The Professor wanted me to make this up for you." Adam took the offered map and looked over it, noticing a few areas that had been marked. "When he said that your parents mentioned your fondness for camping, I went ahead and marked a few choice places." She looked towards his pack. "Just so long as you don't bring any electronics with you, or leave behind litter."

Adam shook his head as he looked over the map, "I practice Leave No Trace. Any trash I pack in, I bring out." The thing with electronics made him curious though. He could understand some, especially since there wasn't any electricity or service out here probably. Maybe the horses were like the Amish and shunned technology? Well no, that wouldn't explain how they got the maps and things.

Before he could ask about it, a dark furred hand drifted into view and tapped a spot on the map. Thunder's voice rolled across him; "Nice spot there. One of my favorites."

Looking up, he met the stallion's deep, soulful gaze and felt a shiver race down his spine. "Thank you." He grinned a little, then looked at the packs. "I should help get this to the village though."

Thunder snorted, "Nah, I've got it."

"Are you sure?"

He took a step back as the stallion slung a pack over his shoulder and grabbed one in either hand. "Yep, had to carry heavier around before." He shot the mare a little look that made her ears angle back and the female snort at him.

Adam looked towards his parents. His dad was deep in conversation with the Professor, each carrying a bag as they headed down the road. His mother was giving him a look, her lips pursed as she thought about something. Finally, she grabbed one of her bags and waved at him. "Go on, we'll be fine."

His grin widened as he pulled his pack on and settled it quickly. Leaning in, he gave his mother's cheek a kiss. "Alright," brandishing the map, he waved it towards the stallion. "I think I'll head for that camp you pointed out tonight. After that..." he paused and fumbled with the map.

Thunder waved a hand at him. "I think I'll come out and join you tonight. Show you some of the sights not marked on that map." A thrill raced through his body at the thought of being out in the woods with the stallion. His eyes flicked to Wraith quickly, who was chatting with his mother about something. Just too bad that the stallion already had a mare.

Clearing his throat, Adam put on a smile and nodded. "Sounds good to me. I'll go ahead and get camp set up."

Nate had taken a step towards Adam as his son started down the road, but a touch to his arm made him stop. He looked at Sandy as she gave him the smallest of smiles. "I know, I feel the same way. We're going to be here for two weeks, so let him get some camping done first."

He sighed, but nodded and returned her smile before leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Too true." He gave her a quick little embrace before grabbing up some of the luggage. No sooner had he released her arm than the pregnant mare swept in and linked arms with Sandy. Nate looked up as the women started down the road, the pale mare quickly striking up a conversation.

"Couple lovely women, eh?" He looked over at the stallion, having to look up a bit to meet the male's eyes. The stallion grinned at him and stuck his hand out. "They call me Thunder."

He shuffled the bag around before taking the offered hand. For just a second, he was shocked by just how rough the man's hand was. It was like shaking a mitt covered in strips of sandpaper. It made him all too aware of just how soft his hands really were. Back in his college days, his hands had been a fair bit tougher, but a few decades of working behind various desks had softened them. "Nathaniel Burke, people just call me Nate though." Shouldering the packs, the two guys began walking again, the Professor joining them and hauling a case of his own.

Finn grunted as the bag bounced along the dirt road, "If I had known that you brought so much luggage, I would have put you guys up at the trailer."

The Professor staggered as Thunder clapped his shoulder. "Oh come now, a little exercise is good for you." They rounded a corner in the trail and paused. "Although having a cart is good too." The sight of that wagon was such a relief that Nate almost felt his knees buckle. He hated to drag these wheeled bags around in a hotel, carrying it through several miles of rough, he hesitated to even call it a road, would have been a nightmare. Although for just an instant, he imagined Thunder hauling the whole thing back to the village. Then he spotted an old mule hooked up to the front, looking rather put out.

Wraith whinnied from the back of the cart. "You should have known that he wouldn't let me walk all the way back to the village." She leaned back and smiled, resting a hand on her belly. "He does know how to pamper a gal."

Thunder grinned easily as he heaved the luggage up into the pack. "How else would I keep such a prize around?"

She smiled as the stallion came around, leaning her head back so he could kiss her full on the lips. Bracing her arms behind her, she relaxed there as the whole cart shook as Nate and Finn climbed on board, Thunder moving around to the front to guide the donkey. "For such a big, strong horse he really is a big ol' softie. You should see how badly he spoils the foals."

Sandy perked up at that, "Foals? You mean kids?" The mare nodded, a wistful smile on her features as she ran her fingers across her stomach. Nate watched his wife, knowing it was just killing her to not rub that belly. "How many do you two have?"

"Just the one so far, and I know he can't wait to spoil it. Although you should see how much he spoils Canyon's little colt. He's Thunder's little man."

"Oh? And who is Canyon?"

Thunder strode alongside the cart, leaving the donkey to pick its own way home. "I only spoil him because he is my little man, looks just like me." Both of the Burkes looked at him in surprise. He flashed a charming smile, "Canyon is the other mare that lives in my home." Sandy's eyes widened as it slowly dawned on her just what was being said there. Nate's eyes were widening as well, but for an entirely different reason.

Finn cleared his throat and leaned in to clarify. "They treat family a bit differently than most people, the clans I mean." Nate listened as the Professor explained how the clans viewed it as something a bit more natural. Each stallion had a home, often passed from father to son, and would invite mares to live with him. Sometimes mares would change homes, sometimes not, but it ensured that stallions would treat any mares he might has with the best possible care so he could keep them around. It was obvious that there was love there, one only had to watch how the two equines flirted and touched one another. Looking over at Sandy, he saw that her lips were pursed; a sign that she was disapproving but listening. He only half-listened as his mind wandered.

As they rounded a bend, the clan's farms came into view. Nate sat up straighter and looked over, seeing a dozen or more of the equines moving through the fields. "Beautiful, isn't it?"

Thunder padded alongside the cart, having moved back to stroll near him. "Yeah, always enjoyed gardening some, but could never grow more than some hardy herbs."

The stallion chuckled, "It is a fair bit of hard work, making sure that everything turns out. Even then, sometimes things just go wrong."

Nate took a deep breath, inhaling the wonderful scent of growing things. "I know a dozen chefs that would love to get their hands on some of that." Fresh, organically grown produce farmed by hands? He knew some people that would nearly kill to get their hands on that. Looking over at Sandy, he smirked to himself when he saw her sitting up as well to get a better look at the fields.

Thunder glanced over, seeing the interest in her eyes as well. "There has been some talk about either selling to some of the locals, outside of the farmer's market over at Rose Lake." He nodded and looked over the fields again, thinking about it as the cart rumbled towards the village.

Only a few minutes after passing the farms, they came across the village. It was like they'd been thrown back in time a few hundred years. The streets, as they were, were only just wide enough for two wagons, like the ones they were in to pass. Most of the buildings were white washed with shingled roofs. Brightly painted shutters were thrown open, curtains flapping in the wind. The scent of growing things and baking things drifted past on the wind, making Nate perked up curiously as he sniffed at the air. It had been a long time since he'd smelled anything baking, not since that delightful little bakery near his work shut down. Smelled like fresh bread, and some other delightful things. Not that he'd be able to find out just yet. Before they got too far into the town, Thunder pulled on the reins and pulled the donkey down a cluster of houses before stopping. "We're here."

Finnegan was first out of the cart, Nate following him. Together, the two guys helped the ladies out of the cart. Wraith smiled as she stretched her back, looking at the stallion. "Mind if I take them on to the Elders?"

The big stallion shook his head, 'Naw, lead on loverly. I'll put their packs in the main room then I'll be off." His head tilted back as he took great sniffs in the air. "Maybe after I go see what Sherril is baking."

The mare snorted at him, "And use those big colt eyes of yours to get something sweet off her no doubt."

He grinned and bumped against her playfully, "Unless she wants something else."

Professor cleared his throat and mumbled to the Burkes, "If you hadn't guessed, they are rather lax about their sexuality and things of that nature."

Wraith tossed her mane and smiled, "We are just as nature intended us." She winked at them and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. "If you would be so kind?" Waving with a hand, she urged them onwards.

Leading the way into the village, the Professor and Wraith began to field their questions as they roamed into the village. They took turns explaining how life worked for the Clan. Jobs were shared evenly and changed often. While Wraith worked with the Professor at the moment, when she gave birth she would be shifted towards the nursery jobs where she could learn to tend to her own foal even while caring for others while the parents were out at their tasks. Later on, they would shift out to tend to the farms, lumber, and so forth. As with work, the food was shared. While some of the Clan had their own private gardens, most would simply draw from the community food stores. What might not work on a larger scale worked perfectly in a community this size. As they meandered through the village, taking a very windy path towards the center, the Burkes looked about in sheer awe, feeling something deep inside of themselves resonating as they explored.

By the time they reached where the elders were, a great building were a dozen or so older Clan members were lounging about a porch chatting and gaming, Nate was already more than ready to commit as much money as he could to helping them.

A mare with a great deal of gray around her muzzle and in her mane, greeted them with a whicker. "Merry and well met, strangers."

Martha laughed softly, "Strangers maybe, but I feel so comfortable here." She breathed in the scent and sighed, smiling. "I'm already feeling so refreshed."

Nate couldn't help but agree with his wife, sneaking a hand down to pinch her rear. "This air is wonderful, and everyone just seems so very pleasant here."

The elders looked at each other with a playful glint in their eyes as Wraith took a seat nearby and was instantly doted on by one of the older mares. The mare that greeted them glanced at a stallion and nodded her head. The male chuckled and pulled out a gourd, holding it out towards the Burkes. "Share a drink with us?"

Adam laid out in a hammock, staring up at the sky as he breathed in the rich scent of the forest. Once he'd found the place Thunder had pointed out on the map, it didn't take him too long to get his camp set up. He didn't carry much with him when he camped, even less when he only used his hammock. He'd brought the tent with him, since things were starting to cool off. Always hated to wake up in the morning with a backside. Sure, it made his pack a little heavier, since he was carrying his hammock, trap, and a tent, but he didn't mind really. Although, since it was made for backpacking, his tent wasn't too big. He'd always opted for a two-man tent since the solo tents. Mostly because he liked to bring his gear in with him, but also because he liked to have a little room to move around. Just thinking about moving around made his eyes widen slowly.

Was Thunder going to be bringing a tent? Sitting up, he looked at the tent that was set a couple hundred yards off. It was plenty big enough for him and his pack. He hadn't used it with another person. Could easily imagine just how crowded it would be with another person. Oh Lord, how crowded would it be with that big stud sliding into the tent with him.

Cheeks colored as he felt his member stirring in his pants at the thought of that rather lovely stud pressing up against him in the tent. If that stallion had anything in common with his feral relatives... oh man. It was too bad that Thunder was obviously a couple with that cute little mare. He felt a little envious of the mare, having such a hunk all to herself. Even with that knowledge, it didn't stop his mind from concocting fantasies for him to enjoy. Adam huffed and arched against the hammock, reaching down to quickly adjust himself. The adjusting hand slipped into his shorts and wrapped around his member, stroking slowly. In his mind's eye, he could feel that equine pushing up against him, grinding that firm bulge against his rear.

His little fantasy was interrupted when he heard something rustling nearby. Quickly pulling his hand out of his pants, he stretched out on the hammock, trying to look completely innocent as the footsteps approached the little camp.

Try as he might, he couldn't stop his breath from catching slightly as Thunder stepped into the little camp. A beam of sunlight caught the stallion as he looked around, spotting Adam in the hammock. The stallion strolled over and gave a little whistle. "My, you're looking pretty cozy there." Thunder stopped a couple feet away and looked over the hammock, nostrils flaring a bit.

Seeing his gaze going to the straps around the trees, Adam sat up and swung his feet out of the sling. "I always use those thick straps, keep it from hurting the tree. During the summer, there's not much better for camping than one of these, if you ask me." He let out a little laugh, "Although it gets a little chilly in spring and fall, and I don't understand how some people can camp in one of these during the winter." Eyes darted over the stallion again as the male reached out to feel the hammock's fabric. "Do you want to give it a try? It's pretty comfortable."

The big male snorted and looked at him with a sideways grin. "Nah, I might just rip through this stuff. Seems a mite thin to me."

Adam shook his head quickly and hurried out of it, "Not at all. This is rated for about four hundred pounds, which means it might be able to handle a bit more." Which meant that it might be able to hold both he and the stallion. Of course, he bit his lip to hold that back. He watched as the stallion awkwardly tried to get into the hammock. Stepping in, he showed Thunder how to do it, breathing in the male's wonderful musky scent, as he guided the stallion into the sling. The whole thing creaked, but held, as the much larger male wiggled into it.

"Well, you're right. It is kinda cozy, be nice to kick up in on a hot summer day." Thunder swayed for a moment before looking up at Adam. "Gets a bit nippy round here this time of year though."

He nodded quickly, "That's why I bought my tent as well." Thunder followed his waving hand and spotted the tent through a screen of brush.

The stallion whickered, "Well, hope you don't mind sharing it with me. Brought a bedroll and some chow." He looked up at Adam, a strange glimmer in his eye, "Unless you'd prefer I rough it under a tarp."

For a moment, he thought he was going to pass out. His heart was pounding in his chest and his mouth felt pretty dry. Adam swallowed nervously and put on his best mask, "Nah, I don't mind sharing the tent at all. It might be a bit cramped though with the two of us."

Heaving himself out of the hammock, the stallion joked; "I don't mind a little crowding so long as you don't mind if I accidentally spoon with you during the night." He winked, "Used to sharing a bed with a mare, after all." Adam was thankful that the male turned, since his cheeks began to burn almost instantly.

"And she said, "But I thought you said porch!" Adam grinned as Thunder burst out laughing, actually slapping his knee. His reaction was so infectious that Adam found himself laughing alongside the bigger male. Night had fallen some time ago, the pair settling in at a camp fire. While he'd brought some food, it was the same stuff he'd take with him while he was out hiking. Good, but not nearly as good as the meat pies and other delicious things that the stallion had brought with him from the town.

Thunder snorted as he tried to get himself under control while Adam wiped his eyes, trying to do the same thing. After a second, they looked at each other and broke out in laughter again.

After a few tries, Thunder finally leaned his head back to look up at the starry sky, taking a deep breath. "Beautiful, aren't they?" Following his gaze, the human smiled at just how clear everything was. He hummed his agreement and stretched out, both of them having taken seats on the ground. They fell silent for a moment and just gazed up at the sparkling, so very clear stars. Rolling his head, the equine looked sidelong at the human. "Would you like to suck my cock?" He grinned a bit as the human nearly fell over from shock at the question.

"W-what?"

He gave a slow stretch, feeling his back pop a couple times. "Well, you're attracted to me, aren't you?" Looking across the fire, he perked his ears curiously.

Adam swallowed, trying to get his heart to go back down into his chest. "Well... um... you are really cute and..." He cleared his throat before laughing nervously, "A bit blunt though, don't you think?"

Thunder grinned, teeth flashing in the firelight; "What do you expect from a stallion?" He whinnied a laugh, "Besides, the way you were acting if I tried to be subtle then we'd be here all night dancing around the topic." Leaning against his fallen log backrest, the male adopted a sultry look. "The question still stands. Would you like to?" Adam licked his lips and shifted nervously. When he finally nodded, it was just barely visible. "Then come on over here, sweetness."

Nervous energy radiated from Adam as he moved around the fire and knelt next to the stallion. He licked his lips and reached out, hands hovering just over the male's jeans. Hands shook as they hovered over the bulge, resting so close that he could feel the heat radiating from them. Thunder stretched a bit, feeling his sheath bulging in his jeans. "What about your relationship?" Ears perked curiously as those hands shook. "I mean, aren't you and Wraith married or something?"

He laughed, "Oh, no we're not." Reaching out, he slipped a hand behind Adam, pulling the lad in closer. "You see, we live a bit more like feral horses. A stallion with a few mares that he enjoys the company of." Adam breathed in that musky scent, shivering against his side. Leaning in, he nuzzled Adam's soft hair and whuffled. "Are you going to act like a good mare for me?" He could feel the male stiffen nervously before nodding. "Does a good mare keep her stallion waiting then?"

Adam moaned, "No, no she doesn't," leaning over, he fumbled with Thunder's pants some. There was jut something about being called a mare that made his heart race and had him squirming against the male's side. The belt chimed like the sweetest of bells as he got it open, hurrying to get that bulge freed. He could feel it pulsing against his hands through the sturdy fabric. He gasped as the length jumped out of the pants and slapped against the stallion's belly. Biting his lip, he reached out to cup the length, feeling the heat of it against his palm. He gave it a squeeze and felt the length respond quickly, pressing back against his hand. Eyes widened with surprise as it just kept growing. It wasn't nearly the same size as a feral equine, but it was definitely larger than most of the human lengths he'd seen, and it was thick enough that he couldn't quiet get his fingers to touch when he held onto it.

Thunder let his eyes droop a bit as he laid his arms across the log, watching as Adam leaned in. A deep moan came from the proud stallion as the tongue ran against his tip, making it flare up against the touch. He tried to keep from pushing up as Adam planted a kiss on his head before slowly working his head down. Deep grunts and snorts started to come from the stallion as he felt those lips stretching around his girth. Closing his eyes, he breathed deep as the mouth retreated for a moment.

The hand began to slide up and down his length as the lad's tongue moved in, sliding across his flesh. Adam moaned against the stallion's strong, salty flavor, senses filled with the male's musk. He planted little kisses along the length, working his way down to the base. Lips wrapped around the male's heavy balls, suckling on them one at a time before starting back up. Thick precum dripped from that flared tip, running down the dark flesh and onto his fingers. He gave the clear stuff a taste before eagerly lapping it up. It wasn't as salty as what he'd tried before, his own and a couple guys are school, and had a definite sweeter taste to it. His tongue flashed against the flesh, making it glisten as he cleaned it up. When he couldn't find any more, he dove back towards the tip. Lips stretched almost painfully as he tried to fit Thunder into his mouth. His mouth ached, but after a bit of work he was able to fit the tip into his mouth. Thunder moaned over him, a hand resting on his head and twining through his hair as the stallion's flared tip ran against his teeth.

Thunder huffed, feeling his loins tensing as the human worked just a couple inches in and out of his mouth, hand sliding over the rest of his length. Ears folded back as the noises of the male's eager suckling and slurping filled the night's air. He wanted to shove Adam down, make him take everything in as he blew. He was only just able to keep from doing just that, hand shifting to rest on the lad's shoulder. "Gonna cum," he groaned, hooved feet scraping at the ground. Adam groaned around him and pumped faster, tongue playing against his tip.

A grunt came from the stallion as he erupted, tip flaring wider. Adam caught the first blast in the throat, gagging involuntarily against it. He pulled back with a gasp right as the second blast shot forth, catching him across the face. Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, he push his mouth back to the tip and tried to catch the thick cum, loving it's slightly sweet flavor. The sheer volume was stunning though, more being pumped into his mouth than he could even think to swallow.

Then it was over, and the stallion quickly began to soften. Pulling away, Adam huffed and panted, working his aching jaw. He shivered as some of the cum trickled down his chin, all too aware of the messy state he was in. A hand cupped his jaw, lifting it up. He locked eyes with Thunder and moaned as the stallion leaned in, broad tongue sweeping across his face to clean up the mess. Eyes shone as the stallion angled his head just so, meeting Adam in a kiss. His tongue pushed a bit of his semen into Adam's mouth, sharing the bounty with him. Adam moaned, reaching up to stroke over the stallion's cheeks, pushing his body up against the male's form.

Thunder held the kiss for several long moments before breaking it with a smile. He ran his fingers along Adam's cheek and murmured, "What a good mare." His muzzle rubbed against Adam's throat, making him moan softly. "And I think that by the morning, this stallion will give her even more to play with."

Adam huffed, eyes closing most of the way. "Th-the morning?"

"Mhmm," Soft lips pressed against his neck, sucking on it.

"Why morning?" Oh, there were so many things that he wanted to do now!

Thunder broke away, knowing that he'd probably left a nice little hickey on Adam's neck. "Because, what better what to greet a new day." He flashed a grin, "Would do more, but it has been a long day for me." Adam gave a rather disappointed noise, but tucked in close anyway, looking at the fire. "Will make you a deal though." Reaching down, the stallion lifted a strange gourd. "Will give you something very nice to drink. Then you go get the tent ready while I bank the fire." His fingers danced up Adam's spine, sending shivers through the human. "And then, we can slip into bed and..." he trailed off as he planted a gentle bite on one of those cute little ears.

Grinning, Adam took the gourd and popped the cork out of the end. "Sounds like a deal."

Everything was so green, so fresh feeling. The open pasture begging to be ran across. So that's just what she did. She ran, feeling the crisp wind whipping through her mane as her hooves thundered on the ground. She wasn't alone though, her stallion was running with her. An ear swiveled back, catching his earth-shaking steps as he chased her. Skidding to a stop, the mare looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. The male strutted towards her, dark length dropping quickly and swaying with each step. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than ready to give it to him. Tail arched eagerly, exposing her pale slit to the male. Lips winked, flashing ruby interior and spreading her scent into the air. He strutted towards her, giving her haunches a playful nip. She responded with a squeal and a half buck. He seemed to grin as he rested his head on her rear for just a moment before heaving himself upwards. Legs buckled, but held, as his weight dropped onto her haunches. Pushing back, she braced herself as he lunged forward.

Adam woke with a start, eyes flying open as he huffed. Why did the good dreams always have to end like that? Things were just starting to get good too. With a soft huff, he nuzzled into Thunder's chest, feeling the stallion's coarse fur prickle at him. He couldn't remember much after taking that drink. Just a vague blur of getting the their bedding situated. There were vague memories of Thunder joining him, of them taking the two bed packs and forming it into a crude nest, of stripping down, and... He smiled as he breathed in the stallion's scent. The tent was still dark, so dark in fact that he couldn't even see his own nose. Wasn't like not being able to see would slow him down though. Not when his nose was picking up the scent of an aroused stallion. Moving sneakily, he reached down and discovered that Thunder was mostly erect again. His touch drew a soft moan and a mumble from the male. Wonder what the stud was dreaming about. Now, Thunder had said morning, but Adam just couldn't help himself.

Shifting around in the tight confines of the tent, he brought his head down again. The male's length slipped right into his mouth, much easier than it had before. Thunder breathed out a moan, shifting against his bedding as the wet mouth slipped over his cock. Adam half-laid against the male as he got in position, bobbing his head up and down the length. He took a deep breath and plunged his head down until his lips touched the male's base. That's when he stopped, nose pushed against the male's firm stomach. The male's cock should be slipping into his throat, but it wasn't anywhere near that. Ears perked curiously as he pulled back, lips gliding over the length.

Wait a moment...

Reaching up, Adam brushed his hands over his head and stopped when he didn't find his ears right away. Fingers ventured higher before finally locating one, feeling the ear twitch and swivel against his touch. What the hell? Twisting around in the little tent, he felt for a small pack he kept with him in here. Out came a chem-light, the soft blue glow flooding the tent the instant he cracked it. Adam held the light up and gasped as he looked over his body. Most noticeable was the muzzle that stretched from his face. Touching it, he felt his nostrils flare with a surprised snort. Next he looked at his hand, noticing that his nails were thicker, fingers more delicate, and everything was furred. He was just barely able to sit up in the confines of the tent, but he did anyway. Sweeping the light over his body, he twisted and turned, looking over his form. Someway, somehow he'd been changed while he slept. From what he could see, he'd been turned into an equine, much like Thunder. Except more slender, lighter, and... sporting breasts.

He was just examining one of the mounds when Thunder shifted behind him. Adam looked over his shoulder as the stallion sat up, eyes shining in the light from the glow stick. "What happened to me?" Ears fell back then perked again, "What did you do to me? Did it have something to do with that drink you gave me? Why am I like this now?"

The male sat up and planted a kiss on his neck, "So many questions, and such a simple answer." Adam shivered as the lips lapped against his neck. "Yes, the drink did it. It is a special brew that the Shaman comes up with. It exposes your heart's desire, and allows your body to adopt whatever shape it might be."

A shiver raced up Adam's spine as Thunder kept kissing over his neck, occasionally biting gently. The stallion's hand slipped around and traced over his breast, making the lad huff. "So for me, it remade me into..." The question trailed off as the male's fingers found a nipple, pinching it gently.

Strong teeth nipped at his neck again as the hand dropped, stroking his thigh before slipping in. Adam hissed against the touch before practically melting as fingers traced over silken lips. "A mare. A very lovely mare. A very lovely mare that has gotten her stallion riled up." Nostrils flared, taking in his scent as her tail flagged involuntarily. "And while the stallion had said he'd take care of her in the morning, he can't help himself tonight."

Adam huffed as he... well she arched against the touch, feeling a strange churning in her belly. "And why should the stallion wait, when he's got an eager little mare?"

Thunder let out a soft noise, "Hurr, there's no reason why he should."

It felt like a dream as the equine couple shifted in the little tent, bodies pushing so tight against one another. Both moaned as the hard cock was pushed against her rear, the hard length sliding against her tail and easing between her cheeks as they repositioned themselves. The light illuminated them with its soft glow as she got onto all fours, chest pushing against the bedding as her rear was shoved upwards. She shivered as her body tensed for a brief second, Thunder grunting out another low "Hurr Hurr Hurr" as her slit winked, juices sparkling in the light like stars. She echoed his wanting noise as his thick cock slid against her folds, body winking against him again. Due to the low ceiling of the tent, he had to press tight against her, nearly laying down on the mare. Holding himself up with one hand, his other cradled her hip, keeping her from squirming away as he positioned himself behind her.

Adam squirmed under Thunder as the big stallion pushed up against her backside, his cock sliding across her new privates and grinding up between her ass cheeks. The mare bit her lip and groaned as he pulled back, hips bucking back towards him as he pushed forward. His tip jabbed her folds before slipping past, bumping against her thigh. The equines jerked away from each other before trying to join again. She ground her teeth in frustration as she felt him sliding against her rear. He snorted as he slipped up her taint. Both shifted and moved, missing each time and making them grunt and snort and snarl more. Finally, Thunder stilled her with a hard bite to her shoulder, making her squeal and buck. He plunged forward right as she bucked, cock achingly hard.

The mare stiffened, mouth hanging open in a silent squeal as that thick cock plunged right through her cherry and buried itself rather firmly against her cervix. His tip barely kissed that barrier before he pulled back, flared tip pulling at her lips before he pounded back in. She arched her body into him, letting out a primal moan as her insides rolled around his girth. Neither said a word, they didn't have to. The stallion's, her stallion's, teeth clamped at her neck and shoulder, leaving bruising love bites as he slammed against her. Ears laid back as she drove against him, head swimming as she panted heavily under the male.

After all the tries to get him into her body, it didn't take long before she felt his thrusts getting shorter. Each slam pulled his tip against her inner walls, making her body twitch around him. Nearly thrust drew another squeal from the mare, her body pushing back into his. Eyes rolled back as something inside of her broke loose. Lights exploded and danced behind her lids as her body shuddered under him. Fingers dug into her rear as Thunder gave one last thrust before he cried out overhead. She felt him pushing against her, belly tensing against her backside, as he pumped his load deep into her belly.

She sat there, rear pushed tight against his groin, as he finished inside of her. The mare was putty in his hands, eagerly shifting her body against his gentle touches. Within seconds, they were on their sides, his cock still sheathed inside of her tight tunnel, as she pushed tight against him. Adam pillowed her head against his arm, snuggling down as she breathed in the sex-scented air. Thunder's fingers traced over her flank slowly, the mare's eyes drifting closed readily.

It was light out when Adam stirred again. She blinked slowly against the dull light filtering through the tent. It took a moment for her eyes to clear, then cross as she looked at her own muzzle. Sitting up, she looked over her body again, ears standing straight up. So it hadn't been a dream. Looking over her shoulder, she felt her heart flutter at the sight of the slumbering Thunder behind her. Part of her was tempted to snuggle back down with the stallion. Another part was tempted to do something about his morning wood that that was happily pressed against her rear. What won out was the overpowering call of nature.

Somehow she got out of the tent without waking Thunder. Getting to her feet, the new mare found a new problem in walking around. Thanks to the new configuration of her legs, it felt like she was having to tiptoe around. The whole thing made her weave and wobble as she strode away from the tent. Walking was both awkward, and yet oddly family. By the time she made it to her pack, she was mostly stable. By the time she'd collected her camp TP, and had made it out to the latrine she was comfortable walking about. Then, of course, there was the whole matter of using the restroom.

Thankfully, it turned out to be less of a problem than she thought it would be. Once she took care of it and headed back into camp, she paused and tilted and ear towards the tent. A smile crossed her lips when she heard the little snores from inside. Shaking out her mane, the mare sat down to make up some breakfast. Nothing hard, just some oatmeal that she'd packed in her things. Thunder had brought a sizable pot with him, so just some water, the oatmeal, and a few other things went into it. Getting the fire going was the hard part, having to work with thicker, unfamiliar fingers. She let out a contented sigh when she finally got it going and set the pot nearby to soak up some heat and start cooking.

With that brewing, and ignoring the fact that she was now a horse and eagerly awaiting some hot oats, she went back to the hammock rather than disturb Thunder's peaceful snoring. Stretched out in the the cradling fabric, she lifted her arms to get a good look at them. Most of her body was covered in soft, blue-gray fur. She'd gotten a glimpse of her mane and tail, both of which were a shimmering white. Couldn't really tell much about her build, other than it didn't look like her body had changed too much. Back as a human, she was slender enough that people would joke that they could see her ribs if she skipped breakfast. She had roughly the same shape now, except for the addition of a pair of breasts. Not large by any means. Thunder had been able to cup one easily in his hand. Then again, he had rather large hands.

She didn't notice she had company until a voice drawled, "Was my snoring that bad?" The hammock creaked as she jumped, ears standing tall as she looked up at the stallion.

Ears laid back before standing up again as she smiled, "Well, it wasn't that bad. Not compared to a congested grizzly bear."

His ears laid back as he snorted at her. "A congested grizzly?" Reaching out, he poked at her sides, "I'll show you congested grizzly!" She squealed and batted at him, trying to fend of the hands as he pawed at her sides. Didn't take more than a few seconds before the playful tickles turned into wanton caresses. Soft moans came from the mare as she alternately fought off and pushed against his hands, feeling the coarse fingers teasing her nipples. She squeaked as he grabbed her legs, twisting her around on the hammock. His member jumped upwards, nearly smacking his belly, as he stepped in between her legs. Eyes went wide as it came crashing down against her pale groin. He smiled and rubbed his hot length against her. "If I snore like a grizzly, you squeak like a mouse." Holding her legs against his chest, he let his fingers trace over her thighs, sending shiver through her form. "Well, my little mouse, are you ready for another go?"

Nostrils flared as she breathed in his heavy scent. Reaching up, she traced her fingers along his muscled chest. "I'm always ready for my grizzly."

His eyes softened as he leaned forward to kiss her, allowing her legs to slide around his body. This time it only took a roll of his hips to guide his member into her. Her muffled moan nearly drown out the sound of her wet tunnel being spread around his length. Nearly, but not fully. Cheeks flushed hot and ears folded down as the sound of his cock plumbing her depths filled the air. The lewd, wet noises competed with the steady creak of the hammock's straps as the stallion put more of his weight onto it, broad tongue invading her mouth. She suckled on the muscle for a long moment before he broke the kiss, leaving her panting as he drew away.

The male tossed his head and let out a throaty groan as he sat up, resting his hands on her thighs. He drew back as far as her legs allowed him to before driving in. Straps creaked as the hammock carried the mare a few inches away before swinging her back into her lover. Thunder grunted at the impact, body driving her away again as he slammed home. Legs tightened around his waist, pulling her back towards him faster. Bodies slammed against each other with wet, meaty impacts. Holding onto the edge of the hammock, she laid her head back and called out her pleasure for the world to hear as one of his hands ventured up to grope her breast, thick fingers teasing one of her already hard nipples. Her moans rose in volume, hand reaching up to join his, pressing it against her breast.

Ears lifted as she felt that flutter in her belly and heard his heavy, lustful grunts. She reached up with a shaking hand and pushed it against his chest. "Ho-hold on." Thunder stopped with a snort, but looked at her with lifted ears. "I want to ride you." The stallion grinned at her and pulled back. She shivered as his cock left behind a very empty feeling inside of her. Scrambling out of the hammock, she waited impatiently as he slipped down into it and laid back, holding onto the sides.

Adam... no, Thunder was right, Mouse was a fitting name for her, slipped over the stallion. Straddling him and the hammock, she eased one leg into the sling alongside him. Both equines moaned as she guided him into her folds, slowly easing her weight down onto him. The fabric creaked and groaned, but held under their weight as she brought her other leg up and rested it at his side. Kneeling over the male in the hammock, she smiled at him as she planted her hands on his chest and lifted.

Thunder moaned happily as she bounced on his length, rear smacking against his lap. His hands rested on her hips, scratching at them as the sexy thing moved over him, hips rolling with each move. The lovely thing arched her body, tossing her silken mane as she gasped in pleasure as his tip rubbed against her inner walls, making her stomach flutter. A sneaky hand slipped over, thumb playing over her swollen clit. She gasped, body driving down hard against his, hips jerking against the sudden stimulation. Grinning, he laid his head back and closed his eyes as his thumb played with her nub, flicking it back and forth. Each motion drew another gasp and jerk of her hips.

Fingers dug into his chest as she huffed, nostrils flared wide as she pushed against him. Didn't take much before his strumming drew a squeal from her, insides clamping down around his cock. He grunted at her and drove up, hands holding tight onto her thighs as he blew his load. The horses pushed and rocked against each other as the stallion pumped his sizable load into his sweet mare.

Mouse leaned over him and huffed, nuzzling into his cheek. He smiled at her and returned the nuzzles, lipping at her muzzle. She murred and then sat up, tossing her hair back out of her eyes. "Oh! I was making breakfast!"

He sniffed, "You were?" Both looked at the pot, not really wanting to move from their love swing. "Should go check on it. And we need to get to the village so I can introduce you to the elders. Before more camping, that is." He winked at her and leaned up to lip at her breasts.

"Introduce me?" She blushed as she pulled up, shivering as his cock slipped free, releasing a short flood of his seed. "I might need some different clothes then."

Thunder waited for her to get up before swinging out of the hammock himself. "Canyon and Wraith might have something you can wear. If not, I know we can find you something, Lovely." Moving up, he wrapped his arms around her and planted soft kisses and tender bites along her neck.

She nearly melted into his grasp, "If you keep this up, it will be dark before we get back to the village."

It only took them until lunch time to get to the village. Mouse tugged at her pack's straps as she looked over the houses, feeling self-conscious suddenly. She was wearing the same things she'd been in yesterday, a pair of hiking shorts and a light shirt. The shirt did little to hide her breasts, or the perked nipples, and the shorts clung to her form all too tightly. Something that Thunder didn't mind at all as he trailed behind her. They would have been here earlier, but the stallion had enjoyed the sight so much he'd pulled the shorts down and pinned her against a tree before ravaging her again.

Her insides were still quivering from that last, wild ride.

Perhaps feeling how conscious she was about her appearance, Thunder led the way through less occupied sections of the village. Still, she could feel eyes on her as she strolled alongside the bigger male. Thankfully, they didn't have far to go before they wound up at his house. He opened the door for her and called inside, "Canyon, Wraith?"

A pair of ears followed by a head popped up from behind the couch, "Shh, was catching a little nap here." A soft snort and then a complaining cry echoed from a crib. The mare huffed and leapt from the couch, heading over to retrieve a foal, "Gone and woke him up, you silly stud." Thunder's massive hand propelled her into the cabin, hooves clopping on the wood.

He slipped around her and smiled as he ventured to the other mare, taking the foal from her arms. "Here, let me get him settled since I woke him up. You can get our new herd sister settled in." The foal whuffled at the stallion as the big male cradled his child. While the others talked, she took a moment to look around the cabin. It seemed to be mostly a single room, a simple living area with a couple tables and several couches. A small kitchen stood opposite the door, and several other doors ringed the central room. "Oh, do we have any spare clothes for her?"

Mouse stood there, door open behind her as the other mare came over with a soft smile on her features. "Got another one, eh?" Deep brown eyes sparkled as she winked, "Cute one too. Although she must have been raised in a barn."

"Sorry," she stammered, shutting the door.

A hand swept in to take her pack. "It's fine, sweety. Come on, let's get you something good to wear." Canyon put an arm around Mouse and steered her towards a door. "I'm Canyon, by the way."

"Thunder told me about you, I'm Ada... I mean, I guess I'm Mouse. New body and all that." She gave a nervous smile, still worried that the other mare would be upset about what she did with the stallion.

"Nice to meet you, Mouse. Now let's get you out of these things and into something better, hmm?" The door opened, leading into a bedroom. Canyon let the door creak shut behind them as she dropped the pack onto the floor. "Alright, strip so I can get a look at you." Mouse hesitated for a moment, playing with the hem of her shirt. The mare snorted a laugh, "I'm not going to bite you." Those eyes shone again, "Or are you waiting for me to strip you down?"

Mouse felt a nervous flutter in her stomach at that playful threat. "No, just still adapting to all this, you know." Not wanting to annoy the older mare, she stripped out of her shirt and shorts, standing there in just her old briefs a moment before taking them off too. She looked around for somewhere to put the clothes, but was quickly relieved of them by the mare.

Canyon tossed the clothes into a heap in the corner before looking at the newcomer. She let out a low whistle and planted her hands on her hips. "We are gonna have to start feeding you some real food, girl." Reaching out, she ran her fingers along Mouse's belly, making the mare jerk a bit at the touch. "You're gonna look like a watermelon on a stick when Thunder puts a foal in you."

Her hide trembled under the soft touches. "Put a foal in me, you mean he can do that? I mean I was a guy before... well before I changed." Nose flared a bit as those fingers ran along her lower belly, creeping towards her groin.

"Mmhmm," murred the other mare as she looked over Mouse's body. "You saw Wraith. Few months ago she was a man with the government, came in here to inspect things. Then... well, I got a hold of her and Thunder came along." Her voice dropped as she stepped in closer, "Now Thunder got to you. Know what that means?" Before Mouse could utter a no, the mare slipped in and kissed her square on the lips. Eyes rolled and fluttered against the more experienced female's touch. She tensed for a second before breathing out a moan as those fingers traced over her hip with a delicacy that the stallion lacked.

What happened next was all a blur of deep kisses, hurried movements, and silken touches. Before Mouse could fully process what was going on, she found herself on the bed with Canyon over her. The mare's clothes left in haphazard piles on the floor. Tail flagged upwards, showing off darker folds to her as the female settled herself down. With shaking hands, she reached up and rubbed the offered rear, earning a soft murr and a push back for her efforts.

Canyon wasn't going to waste any time though. Even before she was fully settled, she let her tongue dance over Mouse's folds, spreading them with that powerful tongue of hers. The blue-gray mare huffed at the lick, leaning in to nervously nuzzle the dark folds. Canyon pushed back against the touch, folds winking eagerly. Taking that as an invitation, she slid her tongue over the petals. Much like Thunder, the mare had a soft, earthy taste and an intoxicating scent. Where there had been little interest in women before, Mouse found herself gladly pushing her tongue into her herd-sister. Folds winked against her tongue again as the mare rolled her hips.

Velvety lips lapped at her folds when she felt herself wink. "There you go, cutey. Feels good, doesn't it?" Mouse moaned her agreement into those delicious folds, shivering as Canyon's fingers probed her pussy. "What do you think us mares do when the stallion is busy, or we want to punish him?" She dare not answer, since that would mean that she'd have to abandon her own licking. Holding onto the woman's she plunged her tongue into those folds. Canyon moaned at her and pushed back, Mouse's lips lapping against the leaking mound. A moan came from the female as her fingers began to pump, making the smaller horse's hips lift eagerly, jerking with each pump. In no time the more experienced mare had her head spinning. She could just barely focus, fingers trembling as she massaged Canyon's backside. Pressing her mouth to the mare's pussy, she slid her tongue nice and deep, sweeping it against the silken tunnel. Dark hips pushed back against her with a pleased grunt.

Mouse pulled back with a trembling moan as those probing fingers struck pay dirt, rubbing against some special spot inside of her pussy. Her head fell back to the mattress, the world spinning as she bucked against the other female. She felt her tunnel clench around those digits, her entire core tensing as Canyon pleasured her. "Oh my, we've got a squinter here."

"Oh do we now?" Mouse's head rolled around, eyes refusing to focus since Canyon wasn't stopping with her devilish fingering. Thunder strolled in, his clothes long gone and his manhood proudly erect. He winked at Mouse and strode over, steps echoing on the wooden floor.

Canyon twisted an ear towards the stallion, but was more interested in playing with her new herd-sister to watch him. "Mm hmm, did you get Little Man all settled back in?" Her tongue flicked over the prone female's clit, making her twitch and gasp, her pussy still squelching lewdly around the fingers.

"He's back asleep, looking like a little angel. Which is why I came to check on my lovelies, and what do I find? You corrupting our new herd-sister already." Thunder winked at Mouse and moved over, a large hand striking Canyon's rear with a loud smack. The mare squealed a little and bucked, tail flagging. "That's my job, you know," he hurred.

Thunder stepped in, thick cock spearing right into her folds mid-wink. Mouse's eyes went wide as she watched, for the first time, a set of pussy lips stretching out around that post. Her nostrils flared widely, taking in the intoxicating scents of both stallion and mare. She watched with wide eyes as Thunder pulled the mare back, driving himself deep into her sweet body. The male's heavy balls nearly struck her muzzle as they swung back and forth with each thrust. Stretching her muzzle up, she whuffled at the pair's joining, blasting her breath across both. His next thrust made his balls smack softly against her muzzle. The impact shook her out of the daze she was in.

Taking a deep breath of their scent, she slid her tongue across Canyon's pussy, and up across Thunder's hard cock. Both of the other equines groaned at the touch, encouraging her to give another lick. Her tongue swept across the folds before centering on the mare's clit. Curling her lips around that swollen nub, she slurped on it nosily. "Oh spirits!" Canyon moaned, ears folding back as she arched her spine, "You should bring new mares home more often." Lowering her head, the mare started to lick and finger Mouse's slit again, both moaning as their pussies sounded wetly around their respective intruders. On top of all that, Thunder's deep grunts matched with their needy moans.

Mouse closed her eyes and huffed, breathing in their scents as her tongue danced and lips flicked over their privates. Her mouth kept drifting back to the mare's pearl, lips slurping and popping against it. Each time she tended to it, Canyon's hips jumped and those folds twitched around the thick post. The mare had her own revenge, mirroring Mouse's antics by wrapping her lips around the gray mare's swollen pearl, rubbing it gently with her flat teeth. Hips arched up as she moaned, huffing as those lovely stallion testes bounced off her muzzle. She kept her eyes closed, ears twitching as the stallion occasionally slapped the darker mare's rear.

Canyon broke away with a huff, breath puffing over the mare's sopping slit. "Thunder, don't you finish in me." Her hips drove back towards him, trembling right on the edge. "Much as I love the... ohhh, the little man, I don't... ahhh! Want another foal just yet."

Leaning over her, her bit at her shoulder and huffed, "Don't you worry, dearheart." Wrapping his arms around her, he grabbed her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples. He pounded deep into her, hilting himself each time. Canyon's hips bucked and pushed back as she laid her ears back, crying out as her tunnel rippled around him. Her fingers hooked inside of Mouse's body, digging into the mare's g spot. The blue-gray female arched up with a cry, mouth hanging open as her head fell back. The big male grunted, nostrils flaring as he scented the two females climaxing. His cock throbbed, swelling as he began to tip over. Quickly, he pulled his cock out of Canyon's sweet gorge and dropped his hips before slamming forward again. Mouse's eyes went wide as her cry was cut off as the thick cock plunged right into her open mouth. Thunder grunted as he pushed against her, tip flaring wide against her tongue as he began to cum. His tail flagged with each spurt as he fired his seed deep into the lovely mare. She gagged against the first spray, but obediently began to drink down his thick cum. Closing her eyes, she savored the feel and flavor of his seed as it sprayed across her tongue and ran down her throat.

Thunder kneaded Canyon's rear as he felt Mouse's mouth working around his cock, huffing at the mares as he shivered. Mere seconds after he pumped his load into her mouth, he felt his length softening already. Stepping back, he let his length fall from her mouth. "That... was hot," he murmured.

When she didn't feel the familiar spray of the stallion's cum splashing against her backside, Canyon lifted a leg and looked back, uttering a whistle since she agreed with him. Mouse grinned and stretched out with a soft moan, "Delicious."

Two sets of ears lifted in surprise. Canyon whickered and slipped off the other mare, laying on her side with a grin. "Now that is sexy." The blue-gray mare blushed and laid her ears back. Moving around, the darker mare gave her a kiss right on the lips, tasting some of her own honey there, as well as some of the stallion's cum. Thunder groaned, feeling his member stirring some. Now that was what he was talking about. Nothing quite like watching two naked mares kissing and petting each other like that. The kiss broke, leaving both females panting and grinning. Canyon looked up at Thunder with a smirk as Mouse nuzzled into her neck. "Well, should get you to the elders. Thunder, be a dear and watch over the little man while I take her there."

His ears perked up, "I can take Mouse there to show her off." He snorted and stamp one of his feet as he looked at the other mare.

Canyon smirked at him and kissed over one of the mare's ears. "After taking a few stops on the way there, am I right?" He grumbled and looked like he was going to argue, but Mouse quieted him with a cute look.

"If Canyon takes me to them, then we can plan something so lovely to do to you, yes?" Batting her eyes at him, she smiled as her fingers traced over Canyon's sides softly.

Canyon snickered as the two of them strolled down the street. "I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head when we were getting dressed."

Mouse huffed, her cheeks still flushed; "Yours hands were certainly roaming a bit while we got dressed."

The darker mare grinned and bumped her hips against the smaller female. "That's just getting started. Thunder knows just how kinky I can get in bed, and I can guess that you've got some secret things you like too." Ears folded back as the gray mare coughed nervously. "Oh, you've got me all curious now!" She grinned, tail flicking behind her as they walked up to the elder's longhouse.

As they rounded the corner, a voice drifted over, "But what are we going to do about Adam? I mean, what do we tell him?"

Without thinking, Mouse stepped forward, "Tell me what?"

All the eyes on the porch turned towards him. Two of the clan held each other as they stood together. One was an older stallion, his pelt a near-midnight black. The other was a mare with smokey gray pelt. The stallion adopted a sideways grin that she knew all too well. "Well, Martha. Seems like this will be a bit easier to explain. Although a little explanation is needed on your part young man... err, lady."

Mouse gave a similar sideways smile, "Well... heh..."