Harem Harlot, Part 5
#6 of Lucidum: Harem Harlot
My follow-up to the excellent "Raven's Reprise" piece I commissioned from Amethyst Mare. Lucidum is back at it once again!
Lucidum lolled in exquisite overindulgence, immobile and swollen inside her harem chamber once again. The breeding farm had sent her home with far more than just a bellyful of horse semen: her belly kicked now and again, heavy not with a foal, but with a mare of the anthro variety, unceromonially stuffed inside her already cum-laden womb as a cruel joke, playing on the raven's own constant infertility and indulgence.
Moaning and drooling in a lust-bound stupor, Lucidum caressed and clutched at her rounded belly, swollen so full that she could barely walk, the curvature of her abdomen draped between her splayed legs, ebon lips dripping with her satiated essence from between her thighs, clit constantly being stimulated by the tickle of her plumage as her stomach pressed against it. The runes imprinted inside her glowed clear and bright through her skin, indeed- if she had been plucked of feathers, her skin would be so stretched as to be translucent, showing to all the world what lay within her stretched womb.
It was bad enough that those insipid stallions (the two-leggers) had treated her with such disrespect and irreverence...tying her to that hard breeding stand and then forcing her to take no less than five different stallions until her loins ached from the pounding and her protruding abdomen gave her the look of a woman nine months pregnant. But when they discovered- after several weeks of repeated breeding sessions that Lucidum seemed infertile, they chose an....altogether more "creative" means of impregnating the raven woman.
They settled on a breeding mare, one of their bipedal stock, exceptionally pretty and completely subservient, who was already a month pregnant from her own lengthy breeding escapade....and they forced Lucidum to take her. Apparently somebody at that farm knew of the raven's...unique appetite...and they decided if they couldn't get her pregnant, they could achieve the next best thing!
Lucidum struggled, of course, she had vowed some time ago not to let anyone take advantage of her body ever again. But, already weighed down with the burden of their best breeding stallions' seed, and bound to that "phantom mare" that the stablehands were so fond of, the formerly male raven was at the mercy of not only his current female form, but also any would take advantage of it.
At least I got my money's worth.... Lucidum thought to herself, absentmindedly stroking her belly- and the mare ensconced within. It had been another three months since the farm....the mare was nearly as insatiable as the raven who held her within...her own belly rounded out, adding to Lucidum's girth, and her hormones raging as she spent most nights fingering herself, awakening her new mistress with exultant winnies whenever she orgasmed.
With a smile of pure mischievous lust, the raven's eyes gleaming, she beckoned to her favorite horse of all: Theo. He needed no further instruction, lifting his mistress' belly carefully and pressing his cold nose to her entrance. His hot breath intensified Lucidum's already yearning gasps and moans. Her clit pulsed, her lips dripped languidly, her belly squirmed and jostled, and her legs parted, thick thighs squelching slightly, juices stringing between them as the anthro stallion sought to amplify his mistress' pleasures tenfold.
If she had a limit, she had yet to find it, and the raven let out a loud squawk of orgasmic ecstasy as Theo plunged his head inside her, the muscular horse squirming within her tightly-clenched depths as he forced his way into her womb to join a female of his own species. The mare already waiting within was a fast learner, and she helped pull Theo deeper inside Lucidum's womb, the two equines together compounding lust and heat and passion deep within the bulging stomach of the raven, who was so deeply entranced with pleasures both within and without that she collapsed against her pillows, fingering her drooling cunt with both taloned hands as Theo slipped the rest of the way inside her body. The two must have weighed three hundred pounds together, but the buxom bird, sprawling on her back, feeling the tight skin of her belly distend over the outlines of two horses intertwined in their own pleasures, was more than content to house them for a time, feeling the mare's womb grow with new life even as she filled out Lucidum's womb with her own.
Money well spent indeed....