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It was dark and the music from the French Quarter was flooding the streets as Alex tried to figure out what was happening through the rich rush of alcohol that was rushing through his veins. It was all a pleasant blur that left him running through the streets with eager laughter and a wild feeling of uncontrolled joy as he followed the fleeting shape in front of him. She was there, laughing right along with him, with lips that tasted like rum and eyes that twinkled like bits of starlight. Her hand grabbed his own firmly and pulled him along, leaving him little choice but to follow as he kept his drink in one hand to make sure that it wasn't tipped over as he was led towards one of the many alleys that crisscrossed through the French quarter. He should have tried to stop her, not just followed along like a trained dog, but his mind wasn't on the safe paths that he should have followed.

He had come here as an escape from his life and a chance to do the things that he had always wanted to do. One bad break up had been enough to make him ready to leave, but it was coupled with the sly way that his ex had managed to get him fired from his job that had finally tipped him over the edge. He had his severance pay, and with it had booked a three week trip south to one of the cities famed for their excess and delightful past times, someplace that he could relax and let himself go. Where he could be himself and do whatever he felt like doing, he could purge himself of the pain he felt and enjoy life again. It had been far too long since the last time he had actually enjoyed his life. And he wasn't regretting a single moment of it.

The rich alcohol and music blended together to form a hypnotic backdrop that invited him in and lured him to stay. It was filled with laughter and heat as he had seen the sunrise each day long before he was ready to sleep. He didn't look at his bank account, nor worry what it meant about when he was ready to come back from this strange trip and return to his real life. There would be time to worry about that, right now he just wanted to follow the laughing face of the girl he had met and hold onto his drink. She seemed to know every hole in the wall bar here, taking him from one to another with her eyes glittering in absolute delight each time he caught and touched her. He was wanted and desired, something that he longed to feel again.

"Come on! Surely you're not spent already?" Arianna purred back at him and flexed her fingers around his hand, stroking the tips of her fingers against the curve of his palm. "It's barely two am!"

"Never." He laughed and pulled her back, sliding a hand around the edge of her hips. "Where are we going now? Another bar? Listen to a new band?"

Arianna was beautiful and unearthly, her red hair was full and fell down the line of her back as her green eyes were merry. He had met her at one of the larger tourist spots. He hadn't been willing to go and flirt with her, but she had approached him, and from that moment on his entire trip had been a haze of alcohol and sleep deprivation, and the sweet feel of her body on his own. He wasn't sure what day it was and half of the time he wasn't sure what time it was, he knew night and day, he knew hours spent with her straddling his waist and the soft feel of her lips tracing down his chest. Other times he woke up to a drink already in her hand and the promise of a new adventure on her lip. He was abandoning his morals, and he cared little about it. He was alive here, alive and felt like he was never going to go back to his old life.

The old him would have been mortified by the way he was acting, but there was nothing left of him to feel shame, not when she was here. His heart was beating faster as they turned down another alley and she picked up the pace into a trot that took them away from the music and lure of the bars. Her laughter came out with a sweep of amusement as he realized they were traveling towards the garden district. It wasn't the normal part of town she preferred, but just he thought of something new thrilled her. Everything thrilled him about her and about this place, he felt as if he were far more drunk than he really should have been. His body was flushed and warm, cheeks two points of color as the world was tipping around him.

"No, something special tonight." Arianna answered and tilted her head, giving his arm a pull. "Something that I've been wanting to show you for days now, something magnificent."

"Mmmm I think you've shown me everything." He teased lightly, swinging his hand up to slide along the curve of her ass before she turned up onto an oak lined street.

"Oh this is extremely special, I just had to wait for the right time." She winked back at him, shifting her hips with a little rock back and forth.

She was raw sensuality and sexuality, screaming to his loins in a way that left his heart pounding in his ears. He cared little if that meant leaving the relatively certainty of the French Quarter, he let her turn through several different streets, confusing his sense of direction. He was turned about and confused as she drew him in closer, her laughter echoed his ears while they continued deeper. His fingers slipped higher up along the edge of his waist, drawing the edges up towards the line of her warm soft breasts. The light flutters slid around the edges of the warm soft breast, bumping hips against her. She gave him a sly smile, tilting her head to one side before turning to face him.

He opened his lips to say something, but she drew him into a kiss, a soft brush that teased silkily against one another, rubbing back and forth with a curl of the soft smooth lips. He licked out in return, tracing and chasing after her tongue with a deep rumble of pleasure as she arched herself up higher in the air. He was lost and intoxicated with her as she led him backwards, past shadows that spread over both of them. The moonlight was silver edges that traced over both of them, but cast her in an ethereal glow. He was dimly aware of the walkway they were passing over, the looming building that he barely registered. His mind was on more important things.

"I knew you were perfect the moment I saw you, I could see it just beneath the surface." She murmured against his lips and pulled away, her breathing coming slightly faster.

"Perfect?" Alex laughed softly. "You're flattering me, what do you want to do here? This is hardly an interesting spot for the evening. Why don't we go back to the river front."

"No, no the river front." She shook her head, pursing her lips just a little bit in thought. "This is where I live, I thought it was finally time to bring you here. You're ready."

"You live here?" Alex blinked a little bit, glancing up at the towering three story home that was partially obscured with oak trees.

It was old and broken down, not quite the sort of home that he would have assumed anyone would live in. The windows were darkened and some were broken, the shutters were falling down to one side and nearly dropping down to the ground. The outside was tarnished with spots missing paint, dark grey weathered wood that had seen better days. Even the doors were sagging on their hinges, barely holding on as the test of time was slowly destroying its integrity. It was all crowned with Spanish moss that hung in chunks along the edges, growing plants jutted up in the air, the lawn was little more than a jungle as he glanced around it. There was nothing habitable here, it screamed of its real age.

It was abandoned and gave off a frightening vibe that made him pause as the fingers slipped forward against his hips and gave him a pull forward. He stumbled a little bit, trying to pull away with a slight twist and squirm in place while he felt fingers tracing against the line of her spine. There was a gentle slide upwards towards the shoulders, the warm breath tickled the line of his neck as he immediately started to take a step back. The fingers curled up along his stomach lightly and she let out a sweet full laugh right in his ears, deep and seductive sounding.

"You're judging too much with your eyes, Alex." She caught her fingers to catch the fingers and drew him forward. "There's so much more to it then what you're seeing now."

"Are you breaking us in?" He tilted his head down, curling his lips up in a slight smile. "I really don't need a record."

Then again, I'm relatively sure we've broken the law half a dozen times already tonight. He thought with a slight shiver.

"You'll be fine, come on, I want to show you the inside." She laughed and drew him closer towards the cracked walkway that led up to the front door.

Her smile led him on, he would do nearly anything to chase her smile, even break into an abandoned house. She led him around the walkway, running over to the back of the porch. He felt more and more drunk as he went, he felt like laughing or singing. It was a bit like riding a motorcycle, when one was going so fast that you felt as if you were flying and knew that at any moment you could end up losing control. He didn't question her, not when he was drawn towards the back of the house, nor when she gave a sudden pull that twisted him around and towards the garden. The heavy dance of the fire flies swirled around him as she let out a low laugh. The sound echoed strangely and he blinked his eyes several times as he realized that the fire flies were not quite right.

They were fire in truth. Splashes of bright color that danced and lifted, yellow and orange, pale blue and white, the heat of them sometimes left trails against his back as he released her hand. He turned to face them, pushing his hair from his face while his drunken state left him baffled and confused. The fire was leaping around, streaks of it rushed this way and that, dancing through the ivy and overgrown leaves. They were peeping out at him, others were swirling above his head like a strange vortex, but all of them were working to bring light to what he had assumed was a moldering garden.

"Welcome to my home." Arianna said and gave a slight bow. "I hope you appreciate the pains I have taken with it."

"This isn't a house." He slurred and gave his head a shake, he felt a rush of near painful heat run down the line of his spine. He yelped and jumped away as the girl's laughter grew.

"No, but I don't like being indoors, and this little patch has been here a long long time. Long enough that it welcomes me." She answered and jumped up, landing on a white edged column.

The entire garden grew, the light of the fire flies pulsed and flashed, whipping around as if they were caught in a tornado. They came closer to him, the crackle of fire grew louder as he jumped back. The place didn't look overgrown with jasmine and twining vines, it didn't look broken down and weary as he had assumed it looked when he'd stepped back here. There were strange dark violet and blue flowers that appeared in the darkness, the edges of them glowed slightly. There were lines of darkness and light, blending together to give him strange perspectives. He gave his head a shake back and forth, trying to clear his eyes as he watched the woman shift slightly, crouching with a playful smile that stretched her lips open to show the edge of her teeth as the fireflies started to leap closer to him, brushing nearly against his skin to make him jump to one side.

The haze of drink started to lift, alarm growing as two fireflies lunged together right in front of him and flared into a burst of raw fire that left trails of light in front of his eyes. This wasn't a simple side stop, something to playfully tease him with, nor was it anything that looked normal. Arianna was starting to change, her face becoming more cat like, the sharp cheek bones becoming more defined as her ears began to taper up. The exotic green eyes were glowing, truly glowing in a way that sent a tremor of fear through him. His heart was pounding as she curled her lips back, showing a hint of sharp teeth as the shadows shifted behind her with a rippling of movement. There was a flash of wings, a suggestion of them as he swallowed.

"What's going on?" His voice sounded small and frightened to his own ears, but he had no control over it. He took a step back, and the fire flashed around him. "Arianna?"

"Poor boy! You had every chance to turn back to the straight and narrow." She let out a laugh that was rich and touchable, the shadows behind her shifting like wings. "Such a poor little sinner... but I have use for a sinner such as you."

"For me?" He felt slow, nearly falling down as there was a flash of fire in front of him.

"Oh yes, you.." Arianna answered, her voice almost sweet sounding. "Go and get him, my dears, drag his sins out for the world to see."

"I don't understand!" He managed to get out before there was another flash of fire erupting out in front of his eyes, so bright that he was nearly blinded. "Hey!"

"It'll be easier for you just to give in, there's nothing for you in struggling." She murmured sweetly through the darkness as another lunge of fire rushed towards him.

"HEY!" He yelped, and swung his hand around while there was a rush of fire pouring towards him, the strange creatures reaching from all sides, where he couldn't escape.

Alex cried out in shock as he felt the fire brush the line of his neck and he tried to bat it away, but the moment he did, another one of the strange creature swept up towards him. He couldn't see what they were, only dark bundles held up with light as they dropped down and suddenly kissed against his hand. It burned, briefly, but the momentary flare of heat burst against him as something thick and smooth feeling rushed down towards his fingers. Where the creature touched, something dark began to stretch over his skin. He tried to jerk his hand backwards, flicking it wildly about, but the material clung to him and was soon joined by another droplet as a flash of fire caressed his cheek.

"STOP!" He cried out, trying to make the words sound firm and threatening, but they were lost as fire rushed over his torso.

Flames licked against him, catching his clothing in a rush of fire that burned rapidly to ashes that fell down around his waist. The incredible heat nearly made him scream out, but it didn't scorch and burn his skin, it merely reduced his clothing to powder that fell down to the ground. He tried to brush it away, kicking and swinging at the small creatures, but they only swarmed him faster. They were darting, barely seen, flashing in before the heat kissed against him and they left behind the smooth sleek material that began to fall down along the line of his spine. Where two drops met each other, they spread wider and he was reduced to scrabbling with his nails to try and peel it off.

It was all happening too fast, the dancing fireflies whipped around to herd him into one space, where he couldn't get away. In the light, he saw the glossy black material working its way up along the length of his wrists, pushing up higher, slipping towards his forearms. He tried to push it away, fingers scrabbled briefly, but there was little he could do. It wasn't sticky, it was clinging, tightening against his skin tightly and rubbing upwards towards the line of his elbows, joining into seamless gloves that covered his fingers and he could feel more of it surrounding his chest. Where it tightened, his body started to change with slight twinges. He lifted his head up high in the air, trying to keep it from pushing higher towards his chin.

The fireflies gathered and danced against his hair, suddenly it flared hot red, curling and lapping in the air while he squealed out in a high pitched voice, the sound rising higher in the air while his entire body shuddered in place. The latex covered up towards his cheeks and lips as something began to push outwards. His bones were aching, burning and throbbing in time with his heart beat as he felt his lips starting to push outwards and his chest began to tighten with the latex pulled at his shoulders. The fire was gathering over his hair, he could hear it crackling in his ears even as they muffled with the latex pushing up in the air and covering them.

His fingers began to pull together, he felt them tensing and throbbing, the nails starting to grow longer and thicker as he let out a gasping breath. His entire neck was pushing out in the air, pushing away from his body before he dropped down on the ground. His legs gave out, the latex was covering his entire body, covering him so tightly that he couldn't fight it. His lips tasted of it as the material covered them. His nose was growing out from his face as he tried to call for help, but there was nothing he could do to make his vocal chords work. His nails were growing together, pulling and thickening as the nails were engulfing his fingers. His joints were stiffening up, he could feel his digits, couldn't bend them as his back arched and fire flared along the line of his neck as it grew longer.

"You were so easy to lead to hedonism, that's the only passage I needed to make sure that you'd be able to change into what I needed." Arianna purred and slid her fingers along his shoulder before his jaws pushed out further in the air. "And you shall be perfect."

The burning fire was pulsing down the length of his back while his lips became fuller and heavier, his nose blended into a muzzle. There was no other word for the thing that pushed from his face, his teeth grew flatter and pushed out as his neck became stronger. His shoulders popped and twisted, the bones aligning themselves as his nails formed hooves. God, they were hooves. His arms were changing as the bones adjusted themselves to fit something that was meant to have legs. He was shaking slightly as he tried to find a way to free himself, but the stuff was sliding all over him, even in places that had him gasping out in shock.

He felt the material drawing up along his loins, pulling tightly into place while the latex wrapped around his cock and slid back to wrap around his balls. The moment it touched him there he felt a painful pressure that had him twisting in place while his balls were drawn up tight between his legs. He couldn't remain on his knees and... hands? Hooves? The things at the end of what had been his arms didn't look like what they should be. He fell down to one side as there was another flex right between his legs. It was drawing in tightly, outlining his balls to the point that he was losing feeling in them. He shuddered in place, trying to move his hands down between his legs, but his hands weren't hands any more. There was not even a hint of his fingers!

He curled forward, nostrils flared open wide to suck down a breath, panting and shuddering as his large muzzle swung back and forth. And it was a muzzle, his ears were starting to lift up higher in the air, jutting while he snapped them backwards with muscles he had never had in his life. The shifting of his loins throbbed and quivered as the latex clutched around him so tightly that he could barely think. He tried to move his hands down, but the hooves only scraped against his legs as his arms refused to bend that way. They were becoming more along the lines of forelegs that were growing rapidly while his chest started to swell outwards.

He didn't think about what it meant to have his chest growing larger, his attention was firmly entranced on the fact that between his legs his entire body was starting to change. There was a swell and growth as his cock was pinched down tightly and his balls began to flatten up against his inner thighs. He felt the shifting that rippled in a way that caused him to bare his teeth and flatten his new ears tight to his head. His balls weren't just being flattened down, there was a warmth that formed along them as they were being drawn into his body, just as his cock was being pulled up thigh. He called out in a wild equine burst of sound that left his throat and filled the air. He tried to lunge upwards, but his legs were changing and his ankle was drawing up higher in the air. He felt his toes losing feeling as he twisted and writhed back down against the ground, his entire lower stomach starting to ripple and burn.

It was changing, he could feel his cock growing warmer as it was pulled back towards his body, it was nearly painful as he let out a wheezing breath and shuddered. His entire body was trembling and on fire, his chest was rising and falling heavily while he gulped down a breath and let it out with a shuddering rush. His neck was so much longer now, easily able to twist up as his chest and stomach started to change and grow. He didn't look at the way that his torso was changing, he was terrified to look at what was happening, but he couldn't pull his eyes away. The lump of his hidden cock began to change entirely, thickening into what almost looked like a set of lips just between his hind legs and it only grew worse.

The orbs were gone, they didn't even look like they'd even been there as his stomach continued to turn and ripple, experiencing the way that his body was pounding with the rush of heat and fire. His chest rose and fell heavily, eyes squeezing shut briefly before opening again when a set of thick full lips began to appear beneath the glossy black sheen of the latex. They were barely more than impressions at first, but they grew more defined by the moment, pushing upwards into a pouting tear shaped mound. It filled out, flushing with a warmth that left him gasping out while two perfect teats began to rise up from the lower portion of his stomach, jutting up in the air and hardening by the moment as they pointed out to either side.

The teats themselves were small at first, thickening and growing with a soft mound of flesh beneath them. They weren't human at all, there was no comparing them to anything he had experienced in his life. The skin grew warm and sensitive, until he could feel each and every movement that slid against them, the light touches that caused his breath to come in a hitch in his throat. This was wrong, so terribly wrong, he strained his neck all the way back, trying to watch it all happen, even though he wanted to look away from the changes to the most intimate parts of his body. There was another twinge and something in his lower stomach started to shift, a weight grew there, something he had never felt in his life. The creature was taking everything from him!

Alex couldn't tear his... god above, no, her eyes... away from the sight of the mound forming and the warmth flushing through her lower belly. She kicked out with all four limbs, kicking wildly at nothing as the suit sealed her and her lower hips began to grow larger. Muscles were rapidly developing that had never been there before, the latex straining open as a smooth black coating. She was turning into a horse, she could see it in her powerful frame, the long legs that were matching up with one another. She was shaking, shuddering and bucking while a flash of fire began to form right at the apex of her rump. The dancing fireflies were coming to land on her, but they didn't simply land and flit away, they joined to form a length of a fiery tail to match the spill of the mane on her neck.

The strange warmth in her gut started to change, it spread and sent out seeking fingers through her loins in a way that made her feel her skin starting to swell and tighten in a way she had never experienced in her life. She could feel the pursed lips growing more sensitive, she felt them between her hind legs, something that frightened her as she tried to kick out. It was altogether unlike any sensation she had experienced in the world, and even as she thought it, she flexed muscles just beneath her tail and felt the lips move. They flexed, winking and flashing out as they spread open and then pursed back together tightly. She flinched at the sensation, but it only happened again, flashing her clit to the world when she tried to move the wrong way.

Even her ankles had flashes of fiery feathering that made her look like a draft horse. She was no natural horse, she was shaking and dropped back down onto the ground as the burn grew worse through her stomach. She was larger and heavier, her entire body rocking against the ground as her legs curled beneath her body. Her legs changed to accept the weight of a full equine while she felt her body turning strangely, her cheeks flushed while her entire body started to tremble in place. Hooves, thick rounded hooves were crowning all of her legs, glossy looking while she felt a hand sliding down along the line of her neck with a light stroke. It was an intimate touch, one that she normally would have leaned into, but now she jerked backwards.

"My poor dear, look at you, you look so confused." Arianna murmured softly, sliding her hand along the line of the back with a light flutter.

_How can I not be confused?! _ Alex lunged upwards, her entire body swaying and straining with new muscles.

It didn't feel like hide at all, not real horse hide, it was glossy black latex that caught the light and squeaked faintly. Her body felt strange, places of it were moving and shifting that she didn't have. There were muscles along the haunches that flicked a fiery tail that moved back and forth, snapping in the air while she moved her head about and felt her hooves thudding beneath her. The clatter of them rang in her ears while she let out a short equine cry of shock. The area that had been quite cozy, was now cramped with her changed form as she towered above the woman that had lured her here. And it was a woman that she did not recognize.

She had a tail, long and serpentine, it moved behind her lightly, twisting and coiling with eager amusement as the woman padded forward. Her hips were broader now, finely covered in smooth golden skin that was far tanner than it had been before. She had a set of small ivory horns that peeped out from her dark red hair, they curled all the way back on top of a head that looked almost cat like. Her lips were parted to show a hint of sharp white teeth as she slid her fingers down along the underside of Alex's chin. She let out a short noise, flaring her nostrils wide as she brought in a mixture of the sweet scent of jasmine with the earthy scents of Arianna. She swallowed and snapped her ears back down tight against her head, nostrils flaring wide to take in a shaking breath.

"Ahhh you have made a lovely nightmare, I knew it was hiding inside of you. Look at that fire!" She moved around with a slow sway of her hips, leaving Alex shaking as she tried to swing herself around. "Perfect, deliciously perfect."

_This is not perfect! _ She tried to snarl out a response, but only a whinny erupted form her throat as she tried to rear, and the hand only tickled beneath her chin. _This can't be real! _

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"Back in the day, nightmares were so real. They were beautifully real, they stalked the world and brought fear with them." Arianna sighed a little and leaned against her side, fingers dancing right against the flickering flames of her mane. "They were all mine to command. Do you know how powerful I was?"

_No! I don't even know what you are! _ She snapped her teeth slightly and moved away, circling nervously, her hooves kissed the ground and sent sparks flaring out from the hard edges.

"I think you humans call them endangered animals, that's what they are now. There are nearly none left, and what are left well.." Arianna shrugged a shoulder as she padded to one side of the garden. "They need new blood, we need new blood."

Alex pranced and tried to leap out of the circle of the garden, but the moment she went close to the darkness, there was a crackle on her long legs. Her hooves burned with a sudden wave of shocking heat that made her jump backwards again. She didn't want to hear what the woman had to say, she wanted to find a way to escape, no matter how difficult that might be. Her body shuddered in place, skin twitching a little bit as she stepped backwards and felt a hand slide right along her hip. The fingers tickled and teased, rubbing against the dark latex before she swung around and bared her teeth. The moment she turned, she saw that Arianna was holding something in her hands, the long leather straps coiled sensuously along the fingers. A bridle, she was carrying a bridle!

"You should come to accept your new status, it will be easier for you to simply allow yourself to embrace your new body." Arianna purred the words while she shook out the bridle and approached slowly, a sensuous graceful step.

Alex trembled, she didn't know how she was going to fight back, but she knew that she had to get out of this strange garden. Perhaps this was all some fevered dream caused by too much drinking and too little sleep, but that didn't give her any peace. Her sides were shaking and she whipped around, her tail crackling and burning brightly with a trail of fire as she squared herself up to face the woman. She dropped her head down and firmly pinned her ears tight to her head, curling her newly made thick lips back to show her white teeth as the woman began to untangle the bridle. Light flashed against the glittering metal bit as she reached out to slide a finger right up along the underside of her long muzzle.

_I'm not going to have that in my mouth, I am not an animal! _ She thought fiercely and let out a loud squealing call. The woman curled her lips up with a smile and gave a firm pull that forced her head downwards.

"Oh my, aren't you sprited." Arianna's voice was filled with laughter as the faintly glowing leather bridle was lifted up to touch the tip of Alex's muzzle.

She tried to speak, but all that came was a squeal as the flames burned bright over her body. She felt awkward, all of her legs refused to work the right way as she jerked backwards and flared her nostrils open wide. She felt strangely hot, and not simply from the flames that were falling down the line of her neck and from her tail. They crackled and changed, shifting brightly while the succubus stepped forward and slid the flat of her hand right along one of her cheeks. The light touch made her shake slightly, her breathing came out in a rush, panting it out before the leather bridle brushed the edges of her lips and the bridge of her muzzle. She should run, she knew she should run, but there was nothing she could do to escape as she felt locked in place. Her hooves hit the ground, thudding before there was a pull upwards of the bridle before she could wrap her mind around what was happening.

She tried to jerk her head down, throwing it about while she felt the succubus yanking the leather further back and the material seemed to glow. Her sleek midnight black hide felt the slide and rub, the latex easily accepting the leather as the straps pulled backwards over her ears and she felt the brush of metal against her lips. She stomped backwards, her hooves hitting the ground loudly, but she was simply yanked forward again before she get away. Her eyes rolled a little bit, terrified by what was happening, confused and her body didn't want to work the way she wanted it to work. She didn't know how to resist the strange hold the creature had on her, not when the leather was pulled into place or when the bit was pushed right up against her lips.

The metal clattered against her teeth loudly and the foul taste of metal filled her senses as it slipped in and seated itself right into the empty slots of her teeth. She chewed around it heavily, rolling it under her tongue before throating her weight backwards, rearing as far back as she could go in response, trying to get the creature off her guard. She threw her head back and forth violently, her breathing came in short trembling bursts while the buckles were affixed firmly to either side of her cheeks. The tightened leather bands squeezed around her, wrapping around her head so that she was trapped as the reins were drawn out tightly, pulling her head down. She began to rear backwards, her weight transferred onto her haunches, she started to throw herself up and then the bridle clamped down around her head.

It was a spark, a rush of electricity that flushed over her ears and cheeks in a rush that caused her to drop back down again with a short squeal. Arianna grabbed the reins firmly, winding her hand around the leather so that it was brought down tight. Alex snorted and flipped her ears back against her head, her heart beating faster as she snapped her tail back and forth behind her as she tried to yank backwards. The reins drew tight, pulling her forward step by slow step as her breathing came out in short bursts, so loud in her own ears as the metal bit pushed down hard against the length of her tongue. She was forced to step forward, hooves dragged against the ground as she tried to stop herself before Arianna drew the reins down and slipped them through a heavy decorative iron ring set near the ground.

The leather was pulled and worked through it, twisting around and snapping down tight so that her head was forced to lower down closer to the ground. She tried to jerk back, but the leather didn't have enough give to free it up more than a few inches, not enough to struggle her way out of the situation. She twisted her head to one side and let out a short noise, her sides heaving up and down as Arianna moved along her side. The long elegant fingers traced against her lightly, running against her latex hide and moving down to slide along one of her forelegs. The light touch was gentle, rubbing against her in a way that was humiliatingly invasive, making her twitch and shiver her skin.

"You are beautiful, but I think we'll have to make sure you don't go wandering." Arianna tapped her hoof lightly before straightening, running her hand back to trace the length of Alex's spine. "You have no idea how to be a nightmare, and you would only cause problems if you wandered."

Alex squealed in response, trying to swing her head around to snap at the creature, but the fingers were playing back along the sweep of her haunches, all the way to her tail. She felt the long elegant fingers curling against the crackling fiery base, and the moment they brushed over her she snapped her ears back in shock. A pleasant shiver rippled down the length of her spine, making her shudder and square her haunches slightly as the thumb brushed right up beneath the base and fluttered lightly back and forth. She couldn't stop herself, she flagged her tail up in response as the fingers brushed down just a hair lower and she felt her body responding in a way that horrified and humiliated her.

Her plump glistening lips began to wink, she felt them flashing open wide before pursing tightly together again. She was flashing the silken inner lining, despite the fact she struggled to keep it from happening. It was instinctive, her body didn't care about who was touching her or how, all she knew was that it felt good and her body responded accordingly and made her shudder in place. Her ears flipped back tightly as she tried to hunch her back forward, pulling her haunches down closer to herself while the fingers trailed downwards. Her cunny winked again, the muscles tightening in a way that forced a sensation of pleasure through her that left her shaking. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to ignore it, but the finger pads were roaming so close to the newly created area that she couldn't stop the tremors of need that started low in her belly.

"So reactive.." Arianna murmured approvingly. "We'll have to teach you how to enjoy yourself."

The fingers moved down her inner hind leg just as she felt wetness gathering along her sleek lips. The wet slippery feel of them making Alex's cheeks burn hot red as the strange creature rubbed all the way down to her ankles and then flicked out her finger tips. As the first bead of honey dribbled down from her winking mound, ivy began to twist up from the ground and reached towards her hind legs. She didn't have time to do more than let out a snort of shock before the long tendrils twisted themselves out and coiled around her ankles with a flexing that made her nearly jump in the air. Her eyes flashing open wide as the slow drag and caress moved their way up her body, pushing higher up by the moment to hobble her in place.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you like this for long, we have a lot to accomplish before he arrives to claim you." She spoke softly, hands tracing over the growing twines of ivy. "I don't want to displease him."

_Him?! HIM WHO?! _Was her only terrified thought.

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When dawn came, Alex found herself in the terrifying state of limb that she didn't even truly understand. The moment the sun came up, she watched as her body disappeared under the rays, first the dark latex faded away and then her fiery legs and tail. The bridle held strong, but it too faded away entirely, until she stood on nothing but ground and could only feel her legs beneath her. She wasn't gone, she didn't lack sensation. She could feel her muscles and the earth around her, she could smell the air and feel the breeze rushing by her, but she simply was unseen. She heard the sound of cars and people, the normal noise of a large city, but no matter how much she tried to call for help, her voice was silenced by the daylight. She didn't even know where Arianna had gone, just that she was helpless and tied, with only enough slack to lay down or get up as needed. The roots on her ankles at least stretched out long enough she was able to step about.

The backyard was just as old and ragged as she had first seen it last night, gone were the strange pockets of shadows and elegant flowers. It was worn, the towering house little more than a monument of years gone by. She had nothing to entertain herself with, nothing to do. Strangely, she felt no real discomfort being trapped on all fours and she didn't feel any sort of hunger, despite the fact she hadn't eaten in quite some time. There was no thirst. She just existed in the strange hovering nothingness where she was no real, nor was she unreal, it was some strange magic that kept her trapped without even the faint chance that someone would find her. And with each moment, it became more and more real. This wasn't a dream, she wasn't waking up, the steady tick of minutes as a testament to that.

Night came, eventually, and with it came a flash of her body flaring into being in bits and pieces. She didn't feel any change, only that suddenly the garden began to take on an unearthly appearance as fireflies appeared and moved through the darkness. They weren't like the ones from the night before, they were normal bugs that floated about doing whatever it is they wanted to do. She was left staring at them as she became more and more corporal, but her situation was unchanged. The bridle was still on her head, she was still tied up, she was still uncomfortably standing in place with only enough room to lie down or stand up. She still had no idea why she had been brought here or why she had been changed.

"You are a pretty sight, but you look so bored, my dear Alex." Arianna's voice was a warm chirruping sound, laughter played on the air. "Did you not enjoy your day sleeping?"

Alex lifted her head, glaring at the sight of her perched on the porch. The more the darkness came, the more the place changed. It went from old and weary, to something surreal. The darkness peeled away from where the house had been, and exposed a strange and terrifying slice of woodland. It was filled with gnarled oak trees and thick hanks of Spanish moss that reached down towards the ground. It was terrifying and fae, haunting looking as fog spilled out strangely and seemed to move against the wind. It was like the pocket of another world, one that she wanted no part of as she yanked back on the bridle, feeling the leather biting back between her ears. Arianna wrinkled her nose up, the look amused as she stood up and padded forward.

"Don't bother, you'd only get yourself in trouble if you escape." She said as she approached. "There are many creatures that would snap you up as little more than a meal, and you are still so terribly new to this body. You aren't sealed in properly."

_Why did she did this to me? I did nothing to her! We had an enjoyable time, but I never asked for this! _ Alex glared at her, swinging both of her ears back against her head angrily while fingers slid along the curve of her shoulder.

Arianna stroked her with one hand, as the other moved down to unhook the leather reins to pull backwards with a smooth tug. For the first time all day, Alex was able to lift her head up as high as it could go, her nostrils flared open wide as she sucked in a breath and immediately started to step backwards. Fingers teased beneath her jaw, smoothing against the latex as the ivy that twisted around her legs tangled her up. She nearly stumbled back onto her rump as her nostrils flared, drawing in a shaking breath before partially rearing up in the air and dropping back down to the ground. Her ears remained pinned firmly back to her head, but she stopped struggling as the reins were pulled back over her head and towards either side of her neck.

Briefly, she thought that the woman was about to try and climb onto her back, but the worry was cut off as the hands grabbed at the reins and kept a firm hold on them. The ivy slid away from her ankles as she was given a pull forward, making her want to back away, but it had been a long long day of remaining only in one place. She kept her ears flicked back against her head as she began to walk forward, having to concentrate on the placement of her hooves. It felt good to leave the small area that she had been trapped inside of, though her eyes shifted around warily. She was led away from the strange forest that had appeared, and instead was taken to a small portion of the yard that almost looked normal.

There was an old shed, weather worn, but sturdy looking as it hugged against the side of the old rock wall. It was too big to be a garden shed, but it didn't look like it was a part of the house. Alex had never had much to do with horses, her understanding of them were only at a bare minimum, which is why it came as a shock that she was led to a rough looking stable. She tried to jerk her head back, but too late, the woman pulled her past the edge of an old fence that began to grow more substantial by the moment. The side of the door opened just enough for her to see there was a stall there, standing across from a set of heavy wooden poles that looked like the start of a stall, but it hadn't quite been finished. There were no walls, nothing except for racks that held heavy leather straps and bits of tack.

She stomped and tossed her head about, nostrils flared open wide, sucking down short breaths as she tried to rear backwards, only to drop forward again as her ears pulled back tight to her head. Her eyes were fixated on the strands of leather tack hanging in wait for her. She didn't know what half of them were for, but she did know that at least a few of them had no business being in the midst of horse tack. There were thick leather cuffs that were too big for a human, but shouldn't have had a single place in being used on a horse, and there was a heavy leather mask that closed up all the way over a horse head, but left an opening for the nose. She knew that wasn't something that should be used on an equine! She tried to pull backwards again, but Arianna was waiting and easily drew the reins over her head so that they could be split off and tied to either side of the sturdy looking poles.

It was a clever set up, one that drew the reins to either side so that she couldn't pull forward, back or to either side before they stopped her. It was such a simple thing, something she could have easily gotten out of as a human, but now the changed former man was left helpless as the hands slid along her jaw line and flexed very lightly. The woman smelled so good, it was an alluring mixture of flowers and something indefinable that made her nostrils flare open wide. The fingers were light on her as the lean body stepped to one side of her and ran along the length of her back, teasing the fingers a little bit as she faced the rack of leather straps and assorted sundries.

She didn't speak as she picked one out, but Alex had her eyes rolled back to watch as the long fingers reached out and picked up what looked like a heavy work harness. It should have been cracked and weather torn from the elements, but it moved easily with a gleam as if it had recently been oiled. The nightmare shifted and tried to throw her weight forward against the reins, hoping that they'd finally give way, but the only thing that happened was she was forced to tuck her head down. The bit pushed roughly against her tongue, pinning it in place as there was the sound of jingling leather and suddenly it was flung up and over her back.

Weighted leather hit her withers and pressed down against the line of her back to make her try to buck and kick her hind legs out. It had to be lead lined given how much of it dug into her glossy latex coat. It wasn't more than she could hold up, but it was disconcerting as the leather was tugged out and straightened with one long band pulling all the way down along the length of her spine. The edges of it spread out along her rump cheeks, kicked open and forking to either side of her tail as longer straps hung down against the ground. She didn't even know what they were for and she didn't want to find out as she blasted out an angry snort and gave her head a rough shake.

"As much as I enjoy a spirited mare, you might want to change your tune, Alexa, love." Arianna purred, the female use of her name making Alex freeze and bare her teeth. "You are going to be a brood mare and placid is the style a night stallion enjoys."

_I want nothing to do with being a brood anything! _She kicked her hind legs up in an effort to kick out, but only struck air as the harness was pulled beneath her chest.

The leather was soft on her latex hide, not at all painful as it was pulled taut and squeezed down into it pinched. She wheezed out slightly and panted a little bit as it pulled over her ribs and was drawn through a buckle to be fastened into place. The next strap was pulled down the length of her sides to just in front of her haunches before it was tightened. The leather creaked around her, hugging tightly like a second skin as she shifted and tried her best to figure out the best way to get free. The creature remained so calm! There was no attempt to fight her or to battle her, any time Alex kicked out she was given a firm smack on the haunch before the work continued. There was a strap that went around her chest, pulling to either side of her neck and tied off as the woman moved around the front of her and to the other side.

Most of it seemed normal for a horse, she supposed, at least, it wasn't something she found frightening as there was a tug and yank that pulled her leg up higher in the air and she let out a short startled noise. She tried to jerk her leg down, but the fingers bit down against her ankle and held it up so that the hoof was curled up towards her body. The fire didn't harm Arianna at all, there wasn't even a yelp of shock or dismay as a leather strap was pulled up and around her ankle, tugging it close up to her chest until the harness was rigged to take all of the weight, leaving her unbalanced on three legs.

She tried to swing her head around to protest, tugging against the reins, but the creature was already moving her way back down to the length of her tail. The fiery appendage snapped and clamped down as light fingers slipped along the tail bone. The gentle touch tickled her, teased and seduced, forcing her to hike her tail up beneath the attentions while her ears clamped tight to her head. She felt the brush of cool air against her puffy vulva, just that touch made her flinch as she realized that the mound was wet, she had tried to ignore that part of her changed body all day, but now she was dragged back to considering it as the cool air teased over her and her tail was jerked to one side.

"You'll eventually learn to do this yourself, but it'll take time and that's not exactly what we have right now." Arianna said softly and a thick padded strap was pulled out to wrap around the base of her tail.

Alex sucked in a startled breath and tried to jerk it back down in place, but it was forced back up in the air as the straps were pulled tightly into place, making sure that they were well and truly caught. She could barely jerk her tail as the crupper was affixed to the harness to make sure she kept it angled all the way to one side. She hobbled in place before whickering out, the sound an affront to her ears as she heard it, but it was at least something to try and protest what was happening to her. The harness creaked around her as she hobbled on three legs and a strap was suddenly drawn down beneath her and the succubus crouched down under her.

She didn't know what it was for, she didn't care, she wanted to be free. She began to feel a rush of claustrophobia as she realized that she couldn't move at all. Her head moved slightly, but even that was hindered and being on three legs made it even worse. The straps were pulled under her and suddenly there was a pull and yank as the creaking leather was drawn tightly down around her ankles. The squeeze of it making her jerk one of her legs forward, trying to free it, but broad lengths of weighed leather were used to keep her legs tightly latched to the barrel of her body. She couldn't move them backwards hardly at all. She tried, she could lift them straight up, but when she kicked backwards they only yanked the harness around her as they went taut, and being on three legs made it impossible to try more.

She succubus's rich touchable laugh filled her ears as hands moved along the inside of her hind leg, a tender caress that made her shiver unwillingly. The warm puff of breath was felt right behind her ankle and she felt a flare of terror before kicking backwards again, the struggle growing more frantic as she gulped down a breath and let it out in a shuddering rush. Her cunny tensed up, she felt muscles she had never possessed work to flare her lips open wide and then pulled them back together again, winking her clit at the succubus behind her. Alex's cheeks went hot red in shame as fingers moved up to brush right along the exposed tender nubs of her teats and brushed over them in a fluttering little tease. She didn't want it to feel good, she didn't want any of this to feel good, she wanted to be free!

"Poor girl, well... you are very lucky I am interested in keeping you. I shall offer you pleasure before pain, it is, after all, the only decent thing to do." Arianna spoke softly, the nose brushing right behind her leg. "And you look so terribly needy."

"EEEHEEEHEEHEE!" Alex whinnied out angrily, her ears snapping flat back as her treacherous vulva winked again, wetness was building up as she reacted to the warm breath and touch behind her.

"Are you begging, pretty mare?" Arianna's voice was filled with laughter and amusement. "Far be it from me to deny you, especially when I want to make sure you are ready to be bred. Vesuvius is such a large stallion, I had to make you very special to keep him from ripping you in two."

That made her go cold and frightened, just hearing about the stallion was a source of new fear as the fingers pulled against her teats. Unwillingly, her body surged on with pleasure at the touch, reacting to it by growing warm feeling. She tried to kick back at the creature, struggling against the harness, but she was helpless as her foreleg remained dangling above the ground and the breath warmed against her. A hand slid up, long elegant fingers brushed right along the side of her glistening dark mound with just enough force that her entire body shuddered in place and she squeezed her eyes shut. She tried to ignore the way it felt, she tried to think about her own body and how it should have felt around her. She tried to think of anything except finger pads stretching out against her and lightly running in deeper.

She was groaning out, the sound a rush of pleasured need that caused her to strain forward when the finger tip curled inwards and brushed right along the nub of her clit. It was like a spark hitting her and enflaming her entire body, the brush caused her lips to squeeze together and muscles inside of her shifted tightly. It was pleasure, her entire body seized up as her flames burned brighter, chasing away the shadows before the finger slid in a slow teasing circle. The rub traced in circles, dancing against her in the lightest touch to make her breathing coming in short heavy bursts as she winked her lips open again in reaction. Wetness was coating the fingers, she could feel it oozing from her inner body in a way that horrified her as the succubus teased lightly, tracing the tear shaped folds with a gentle trail of touches.

The movements went lower, rubbing with a light curl of the finger tips before a warm silken tongue curled out and pushed beneath her folds. The creature was leaning right against her haunches as what spilled from her lips wasn't human feeling at all. It was long and delicate as it probed inside of her with a little flick and dance backwards. The slow draw backwards pulled the inches from her body, slipping free with a wet noise before the slow slide forward that made her hips shudder in place. She felt it probing her, wedging into the narrow passage that caused her to suck in a breath and cry it out in a ragged whicker. The sound was exploding from her as the tongue tip flicked upwards with a slow warm draw before that mockingly slow drag backwards, gathering up the wetness.

_God, she can't do this! I don't want this! _ Alex thought, growing more frantic as she felt her muscles contracting and squeezing.

Her body wanted this, her body was starting to burn as her teats stiffened up between her legs and she felt the warm tongue starting to drag and twist inside of her. The little probing sensations pushed deeper, exploring a part of her body she'd never had before and nerves were awakened to make her clench down in reaction. She didn't think about it, it was out of her control, she naturally spread her hind legs as the tongue wiggled in deeper to find places that were aching and burning all at once. It was a throbbing desire that was surging up to take her mind, causing her to wink hard around the tongue. A finger brushed along her clit, dancing against it lightly, making her body hike upwards as much as it could before a low noise came out of her throat. It felt good, it felt so good, it was more intense than anything she had felt as a male.

Her entire passage was swollen with her heat, the skin enflamed so that the long strange tongue that rubbed through her only taunted her to react with guttural noises and rocks forward. Her eyes squeezed shut and she let out a short noise in her throat, bursting it free in a rush before the slow pull backwards started to slip out of her. The wetness was clinging in strands, thick and syrupy, before the push forward steadily began to make her body shudder and rock in place. Her nostrils went open wide, gulping down a breath and then letting it free in a groan when there was another pull backwards. The tug and slip caused her to squeal, the sound terrible sounding in her own ears while the next thrust pushed inside of her.

Alex was shaking, her head hung as low as the cross tie would let her as she felt the wiggling tongue tip seeking deep into her needy body. The fingers moved to either side of her cunny and held the thick swollen lips open so that the creature could tease her. The wet noises were so loud with her improved hearing, a mockery of what was happening to her before the drag backwards pulled a few inches free. The wetness slipped out with a slurping noise before the next plunge flooded her passage with the writhing tongue. It twisted and wiggled, changed about and arched, making sure to find every sensitive part of her to flutter and rub before slowly drawing back. Her walls naturally tried to clench down, suckling along the oral muscle greedily.

"Poor girl, what a needy little mare." Arianna breathed out, her breath hot and humid against Alex's mound. "You need something a little more substantial."

_Substantial? _ Alex thought and tried to lift her head, feeling her walls frantically trying to wink back at the demoness. She couldn't stop them!

"Here we go, almost like a stallion..." The voice was so rich and amused as the fingers of one hand started to curl forward against her thick aching mound.

_NO!! _ Alex squealed out angrily, outrage mounting as she realized what Arianna was going to do, but that didn't stop her.

The fingers pushed between her lips with more ease than she should have thought possible, but in her mind, she wasn't the size of a horse. They pushed forward smoothly and rubbed her burning needy opening and began to nestle against the taut ring. She was shaking slightly, leaning forward as much as she could while she felt the fingers pushing themselves forward to splay her body open around the first few fingers. At first, it wasn't anything more than the fingers, which slipped easily into her large body, but it rapidly changed as the nudge and slide ran the edge of the knuckles up against her clit and began to stretch her body open wider.

She clenched down, trying to stop the slow push forward, but the fingers only pressed harder against her and the muscles were stretched open wider, the tight ring pushed up along the ridge of the knuckles while the shove pushed her forward. Alex's inner body teased over them, the squeezing tight and flex of them made her fold her ears backwards, but it wasn't just the shock of feeling the hand starting to force its way into her body. There was a feel of anticipation and need growing, the strain and stretch screamed through her body of exactly what she needed to feel. It was a primal need, something that made her body flush with pleasure as the hand plunged forward, curling into a blunt fist that reached deep inside of her.

She felt the wetness pushing out over the edges, a horrifying realization from her as she was force fed the fist. It was just thick enough to stretch her, to make her strain around it as it explored inside of her with a few gentle pushes and drags backwards. The planned movements built up slowly, pushing deeper inside of her tender passage to make her walls suckle and squeeze down forcefully. Her entire body locked up in place, sides heaved up and down as she gulped down a breath and let out a cry as the hand plunged deeper inside of her with a thrust that rocked her forward. Her entire body locked up in pleasure and need, it was screaming that she wanted more, she wanted to be filled.

There was a small part of her mind that was throbbing with that growing desire, rushing over her and wrapping over every thought, demanding she respond as the wetness from her body pushed up higher along the wrist. The fist pushed deeper before pulling backwards with a slow movement that drew against the outer lips and pulled them taut. Wet strands clung to Arianna, Alex felt it and was mortified, but there was little she do about it as the next thrust drove into her body and forced her walls to open up wide and taut. Her internal muscles naturally closed down and teased over the forearm, trying to draw it in deeper as her sides rose and fell rapidly.

She was having problems thinking as the succubus began to thrust in and out of her, the fist plunging in deep towards her vulnerable belly. She wanted more, she needed more, she tried to rock back against the arm, but the movements were awkward as she attempted them. She threw her head down, chewing around the bit before another sound escaped her lips. The throbbing warmth began to build through her lower belly. It was growing worse by the moment, trying to consume her.

She wanted this, just realizing it was terrifying, but she felt herself rushing towards a height of pleasure that was making her shake in place. Her tail was even trying to hike itself up as the hand drew backwards a few inches, barely pausing before the thrust forward rocked through her. The puffy swollen passage was rippling and suckling along the length in a way that should have made her become shocked alert by the shame of the action, but it didn't. What shame did she have left now? There was nothing except the fact she wanted to feel more as she let out a short squeal and jumped forward as the free hand rested against her hip.

The fingers squeaked against the latex before the thrusts started to grow faster, harder, driving through her until she felt it starting to consume her. Her entire body was stiffening as it began low in her belly and blossomed outwards, every part of her was clinging to that need and embracing it. Her stomach arched upwards, tensing up slightly before the next thrust and the next drove through her. The movements were building, mercilessly pushing her towards her peak as she squealed out. It almost sounded like a human call as her entire body began to work down around the length of the arm pushed inside of her body. She was caressing around it, trying to draw more and more into her while the wash of pure pleasure poured over her.

Her entire passage worked, throbbing and beating in time with her heart beat as she pulled around the arm, trying to get something that it could never get her. Alex's mind wasn't on her imprisoned state, it was on nothing except the driving desire for more and more, she wanted to feel every last drop of pulsing desire crash over her. The hand pushed and rubbed, keeping her at that height as all of her legs were shaking beneath her, even the one bound up was shaking in place, making her forget who was behind her and what was happening. It was a dangerous mistake to make.

"You are mine, mare, mine body and soul.." Arianna murmured softly.

The fingers on her hip suddenly burned, the touch made her scream out in shock as she was startled from her orgasm with fire that moved over her hip. She tossed her head and jumped forward, feeling the arm sliding a few inches from her aching cunny, but it didn't get her away from the fingers that twisted around her glossy hip. There was the sound of hissing as the burning sensation cut right into the muscle and she was left struggling to look behind her. Her mind was still fogged and confused, the sudden snap away from her orgasm left her reeling while she watched the succubus drawing against her hip.

Where the fingers traced, orange-yellow light was flaring into being, pulsing and singed along the edges as bits of smoke rushed upwards. The smell of it made her twist her lips backwards as she trembled and realized that a pattern was being drawn on her hip deliberately. No, not a pattern, a brand. The fiery marking formed a strange glyph that throbbed and stung so painfully that tears came to her eyes. She tried her best to waddle to one side, but there was only so far she could go. The slow smooth stroke of the hand pulled from her gaping lips, slipping out with a few inches spreading from the thick folds before pulling out entirely.

It left her body empty and still throbbing, her breathing coming in short bursts as the fingers teased the new marking. It hurt just as badly as a fresh brand, but it was more than that. She was branded like a bit of livestock, not like a human at all. The sight of it was terrifying as she tried to relieve the ache somehow, but she couldn't even rub it, she had no hands. She could only feel the torment as the fingers walked along the base of her tail and the sound of rich mocking laughter filled her ears.

"Oh Alexa, you poor thing, you are mine. The sooner you begin to obey, the easier you'll find life." Arianna said and gave her a rough slap right on the brand, causing the former man to squeal out. "Of course, I do look forward to educating you on your new role...intimately."

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_How long have I been here? A week? A month? _Alexa thought with a resigned mind as she felt the creak of leather around her and the snap of a whip behind her.

The days were always the same, she was tied off and left either in the main garden or in the stable, where the sun came and made her entire body disappear and any hope of freedom with it. That was the only time she was really left alone, after all, and she couldn't affect anything at all. She couldn't even be heard. That particular fact she had found out the hard way when one afternoon a pair of boys had come into the yard. They had been little more than rough behind the ear teenagers looking for trouble, but they had been the first people she had seen since this had all started. She had called for them, she had kicked her stall wall and she had twisted around wildly, trying to get them to hear her, but she had been given no hint that they even knew she existed.

More people had wandered through, but no one saw or heard her. They came and went as if she were a ghost, and she was beginning to feel that way. The only creatures she ever saw came in the form of the strange shadow creatures in the darkness and the succubus who came each evening when the sun finally set. Not that she looked forward for those visitations. The moment the sun sank she was left afraid and waiting to see what new horror would be visited on her. Often she was just bound up in the harness and worked over, her body forced to orgasm or respond to the touches that made her feel filthy afterwards, but each time it was easier to rouse her to fever pitch and harder for her to feel relieved afterwards.

The burn of her heat was a constant torment. It never let up, no matter how many days passed, she was still tormented by the fact her body wanted things her mind didn't. She couldn't make herself ignore it, she was stuck even looking forward to the torment by the succubus, it was at least something. Lately, though, it had only left things worse so most days she barely slept, she remained awake and frustrated as she tried to find a way to give herself what she desperately needed. She had no fingers, no way to touch herself to have any real relief, she was forced to spend long hours with her body pounding and throbbing with need that didn't seem to have any end in sight. It was making her feel half mad.

"Pick up those hooves!" Arianna's voice was sweet as it sang out towards her and she felt the kiss of a whip right against her haunches to make her startle.

She jerked against the reins, the bit pinned down against her tongue, making herself walk forward with a snort and head toss. Lately, Arianna had been forcing her to behave more and more like a real horse. It was demeaning, each day she was repeatedly made to do things like trot around in a circle or forced into new harnesses. Some were just regular horse harnesses that didn't seem to have anything odd about them, but there were others that were meant to restrain her. It was useless fighting, there was nothing she could do to escape what was happening to her and slowly she found herself simply giving in. Fighting was harder than just giving in, fighting meant that she would be punished for it.

Today she was wearing a heavier harness than normal, one that had a thick heavy straps that ran around her neck and down along her haunches. Alexa tugged at the long reins that were pulled out behind her as she was forced to move in accordance to the tap of the long whip against her back. That whip could be sharp and painful when the succubus wanted it to be, something she had learned to fear, especially after the first few days had been filled with being struck with it right where the raw welt of the brand was healing along her hips. Just thinking about the brand made her shudder slightly, her ears snapped back against her head before she drew in a steadying breath and she was pulled back, the bit dug right in against her tongue as she was stopped right in the middle of the garden.

She tossed her head slightly, feeling straps bouncing against her legs as the harness she wore, straps that didn't seem to have any purpose. She knew better, everything she wore had a purpose, she just didn't know what these ones were yet. She tossed her head nervously, prance stepping as her fiery mane and tail flickered brightly while the reins went loose along her back and she heard Arianna moving behind her. She was torn between the aching need to be touched and the combination of revulsion she felt as the succubus advanced on her. Alexa let out a hot breath, shivering when the warmth of the body slipped right near her haunch and the reins tightened as they were gathered up.

Her head was tugged downwards, forcefully drawn towards her chest as the reins were tied off onto her harness, making her instinctively try to toss her head up even when she knew it would do little good. The fingers slid up along the length of her neck, running along the line of the reins before they hand grabbed the underside of her bridle and gave a firm tug downwards, forcing her head down closer to her chest. She tried to jerk up higher, but the pull forced it right against her chest, pinning it down in place as a set of loose leather straps were pulled up and clipped to the bridle and to either side of the bit. Her neck was so firmly arched that she couldn't even jerk it up half an inch, she was locked in place as her sides rose and fell rapidly.

It was awkward and nearly painful feeling, her neck muscles were aching within a few moments while Arianna began to tug at the harness, loosening some of the straps. She mouthed around the bit, trying to figure out how she could get some slack while a foot reached out and kicked out roughly between her forelegs so that they were splayed open to either side. She tried to regain her footing, but the foot only kicked out again to splay them open wide to either side. She didn't try to pull her legs back together again after the third time, but let them be spread open as something slapped around her ankle. She couldn't even turn her head to see what it was, but it felt like broad leather straps were wrapping around her lower leg and being tightened down.

It didn't take long before there was the sound of metal on metal. The moment she heard it, she tried to jerk her leg up, but it only rose up a few inches before the restraint stopped it. Her stomach dropped as she felt the push and slide of the leather moving around her other foreleg. It wasn't out of the ordinary for her to be bound, but being bound didn't mean anything good in her experience. She let out a muted noise in her throat as the thick leather cuff was wrapped around her other foreleg and the strap pulled down tightly to lock in place. The leather creaked and bruised around her legs when she tried to yank free, straining while her entire body shuddered in place.

The straps that were hanging down along the edges of her haunches were drawn up next, but this was a part she knew about. It meant that Arianna was going to tease her again today. She didn't know if she wanted to scream in frustration or simply feel the flush of anticipation that came with the slim hope that it might give her some form of relief this time. The yank of the harness pulled her hind legs wide open, and for a moment she thought it was just to put her off her balance, but as soon as her hind leg was out far enough there was a click as it was set into a metal ring on the ground. She felt the leather tightening, pulling back so hard that she couldn't even lift the hoof at all. She let out a low noise, jerking hard against the bit, but the sound was entirely ignored as the creature continued her silent work.

The next hind hoof followed the first, a brutal yank and pull that forced her to hold her hind legs open wide. The angle was slightly painful as they were pulled far enough out that her entire body was off balance. Her tail snapped down while the leather straps were secured with a creak, the harness was digging in against her body while she felt herself nearly foaming at the lips. Her chest rose and fell heavily as fingers slid up along her inner thighs. The light stroke caressed higher up, running with her finger tips with a stroke that roamed up higher towards the apex of her tender stiff teats. The familiar touch made her tremble, her lips winked and quivered, flashing at the bud of her puffy clit. God, she was already so wet, so terribly wet.

"Tail up!" The familiar command humiliated her, even as her tail jerked up high in the air, flicking to one side to bare herself.

She wanted to drop it back down, to have some part of her dignity left, but there was no place in her world for dignity anymore, there was nothing she could do except show herself off. She tucked her head down, her eyes squeezed closed as fingers ran up to slide to either side of her tear shaped mound. The thumb pushed up with a slide that curled with just enough force to make her tense up in pleasure. She felt her inner walls started to contract around another, anticipating the pleasure that she was about to experience. Even if it was only going to make her burn with more need, it was still something, some edge of being filled the way she needed it. She didn't even fight when the thick strap wrapped around the base of her tail, she was already thinking about the long sensuous tongue.

It was a tongue that didn't come, instead, her tail was allowed to rest into the restraint as the creature moved away with a stroke against her haunches. The light touch traced against her brand, but it didn't go wandering towards the curve of her tear shaped mound. Instead, she heard a sudden whistle, the sound of it played in the air up and down, sweet and trilling while Alexa twisted her ears up in response as the come hither whistle burst out again. She tried to jerk her tail up higher in the air in silent supplication, but the succubus made no move to return to petting along her tail.

"Vesuvius, do not remain hiding in the shadows, not when I've brought you a mare to call your own." Arianna purred the name sensually, a name that made Alexa go stock still.

_The night stallion?! NO! _ She snapped her teeth angrily, the panic rising to make her stomach twist in fear.

The sound of cracking branches echoed towards her, the crackle and stomp of something large moved beyond the darkness of the garden. The succubus had taunted her with that name, with the fact that she had been created for the sole purpose of bringing about new nightmares in the world. Each time she was tied and teased she was told that it was in preparation for the stallion, to make sure that she wouldn't break when he finally came to breed her. It had become something that she half hoped was an idle threat, something that was designed to trick her into believing that such a creature really existed. She didn't want to believe it was real, but soon it became all too apparent that the night stallion did exist. He not only existed, but he went beyond what her frightened mind had begun to create. The darkness parted with a flash of fire that crackled and twisted, revealing the creature below it.

Vesuvius was the reality of the mockery she had been turned into, and he stepped into the pale light with absolute surety and menace. The stallion was so black he was a carved bit of night sky, with flames rippling down the line of his neck and haunches. His hooves were as large as dinner plates, thick and heavy like a draft horse as the dark black edges burned hoof prints into the ground beneath him. The rank harsh scent filled the air, a mixture of sulfur and male musk that had her shuddering in place as she watched the massive creature tossing his head. His eyes were blazing white, glowing over the edges the ebony cheeks while a set of tapered ears pricked up high on his head. The crackling red fire burned the greenery around him in a way that her own did not as he stepped forward and flared nostrils wide enough to show the red inner lining.

He was larger than her, he had to be, he was thick bodied enough that she jerked and struggled against the restraints in a rush of panic. Her eyes rolled and flashed the whites as the monstrous creature curled his upper lip slightly and drew in a breath that belled out his large chest. The curl of the lip showed sharp hooked fangs lurking beneath the thick heavy edges and the edge of a dark red tongue before it dropped down. He wasn't made of smooth latex hide, it was ash and fire as he began to walk forward. He didn't simply move like a horse, it was a graceful stalk as he curved his thick neck into an arch and rumbled low in his throat.

"Isn't he magnificent?" Arianna whispered softly, her hand cupping just under Alexa's chin. "Not a poor reproduction like yourself, but strong enough that his genes will breed true."

The former man was barely listening, her eyes were fixated as the creature threw his head backwards with a toss that made the fiery mane erupt into deep red. The sound of the hooves thudding on the ground filled the air as she watched the powerful muscled body making its way towards her. As he came, the thick musk grew heavier, her entire body stiffening in reaction to the alluring musk that was nearly choking her. It should have disgusted her, but it didn't, instead, she was drawing in a breath and feeling her entire body rushing in a warm rush that flowed over her entire body, especially her lower belly. It was a pounding heat that was growing worse as she watched the high stepping stallion come close enough she could make out the details of the broad deep chest and stomach.

She didn't want to look, she didn't intend to let her eyes even dip down, but they drifted beneath his body naturally as he strutted forward. The low slung sheath was swinging back and forth beneath his stomach, the sheer size of it monstrous looking as it bounced this way and that. The heavy leathery flesh was set just in front of a pair of truly impressive orbs, the swell of them swung back and forth between the hind legs, bouncing ever so slightly with each movement. It was terrifying looking, as the closer he got, the more he began to show beneath his stomach. The thick tip was disgorged the bounce back and forth while the creature drew in another breath, the upper lip curling all the way back and Alexa felt a new wave of fear rising up to choke her.

"They come for fear, it's in their nature." Arianna laughed and released her chin as the stallion's shaft suddenly drooped down lower, spilling out into the light as he came close enough she could feel the heat from his flames.

She tried to stop her terror, but it was only mounting as the thick wrinkled flesh swung into view and swayed back and forth. He threw his head, tossing it back, before lunging forward towards her unprotected shoulder. She couldn't even step away from him as the sharp fangs hooked against her shoulder in a rough claiming bite. All she could do was squeal out her protest and jerk as a hot blast of breath rushed over her and she was nearly choking on the scent of him flooding her nose. She tried to breathe through her mouth, but it did little to help her as she felt his heavy body crowding against her side and moved partially out of view. His sleek furred side caressed her, sliding along her with a smooth stroke that had her jumping and twisting to try and get free.

From the corner of her eyes she saw the soft flesh thickening and swelling, the flat tip belled out slightly as it swung upwards with a flex of the stomach muscles. Vesuvius gave off an aura of eager confidence, one that only grew as she squealed and struggled to get to one side. She didn't care that he fed on terror and it drew him, she couldn't stop her fear as she felt the kiss of his fangs against her. They were rough brutal strikes that hit against her shoulder, clamping down hard enough that she shuddered in place as hot saliva coated against her. The growing fear did nothing except entice him as he came in closer and the muzzle pushed right along the curve of her haunches.

Her tail remained jerked up thanks to the leather straps, but she instinctively tried to pull it up higher in the air as her cunny lips starting to flex and wink. The lips splayed open wide, flashing her clit before pursing together again. The stallion's body crashed to one side, hitting against her haunches as the hooked teeth snapped out against the line of her tail and gave a firm pull. The hard pinch made her squeal out again, her ears swinging backwards. This couldn't be happening, she wasn't a mare, she wasn't a horse! She jerked and hiked her hips up, jerking against the ground as the hot blast hit hard against the underside of her tail. The rush of it spread along her puffy tear shaped mound, the wetness growing along the outer lips as the stallion's scent assaulted her senses.

Vesuvius' muzzle slipped against her tail base and lower as the sound of his hooves thudded over the edges with a clatter, the hot blast of breath hitting against her as something wet and fleshy slapped beneath the broad body. The shaft was stiffened beneath him as the teeth teased down and her entire body was shaking in place. She felt the wetness spilling form her, wet strands to coat the lips as her mane and tail burned hotter, her body alive with the throbbing of her heartbeat. She could feel her teats stiffened painfully between her forcibly spread legs as the lips twitched and moved, examining her and drawing in her scent while she was helpless to do anything about it. It was bestial and wrong on so many levels, and the heavy thud of the hooves moving behind her only made her want to bolt away from him.

"Poor thing, aren't you excited? You're going to finally get what you've wanted." Arianna said and teased fingers over Alexa's muzzle lightly.

_ I don't want this! I never did! This body wants it! _ She wanted to cry as she heard an equine squeal behind her, the throaty call making her nearly jump out of her skin in reaction before the head jerked up and bumped against her broad hind legs.

She felt his fire, it was pouring against her with a near painful heat, making her own mane and tail burn brightly in response. Her inner muscles were clutching around nothing at all, they were flexing and suckling, trying to grasp at something that didn't exist while the stallion's head jerked up and pushed higher along the length of her back. The breath hit against her, blasting out along the line of her haunches and spine before the chest crashed against her ass and made the harness strain to hold her bound body in place. The stallion's head pushed up along her back, his chest was so much higher than her own that he was nearly stepping over her as he nipped roughly at her shoulders. The pinch squeaked against the latex before it happened...

The powerful creature reared and Vesuvius's muscular legs splayed open to hook to either side of her haunches, curling in tightly to drag himself upwards while she squealed out angrily. Her head struggled to lift up, feeling the bruised edges of her lips nearly tear in her struggle as the weight pushed heavily down on her hind legs. She was shaking as she held up the incredible mass of the night stallion while his broad forelegs roughly hooked against her waist and tried to yank her backwards. The head pushed up higher with damp lips rubbing along the side of her neck as the fangs trailed against her, the hot musky blast of his air hit down the line of her neck as she let out a high pitched squeal. The hooves were roughly digging up against her tender belly, scrabbling for a firm hold on her..

Alex wanted to feel nothing but fear and revulsion as the animal handled her, she tried to concentrate on those emotions, but it was a losing battle. Her body was nearly singing with white hot desire as the heavy fleshy cock swung up to slap roughly between her hind legs and hit right along her own stomach. It was so hot it nearly burned as it slapped against her and left a splatter of hot gooey mess against the tender curve of her stomach before it drooped down further towards the ground. The viscous strands drooled against her latex hide as the stallion dragged his powerful hips backwards, nearly making her fall backwards. The only thing that held her up were the locking system around her hooves that kept her trapped in one position for the monster and even that was creaking with an effort to keep her upright.

Vesuvius' teeth snapped down against the nape of her neck, squeezing down painfully hard to hold her in place while he tried to yank her head upwards. She squealed angrily, shaking her head as much as she could while the fangs clamped down harder and more of her weight pushed down over her, keeping her pinned in place. His cock slipped free with a slick noise, the tip even dragged long her stiffened teats before she felt it slapping up right against her winking vulva. She was so wet she felt a pang of absolute shame at her own body's inability to control itself and soon that shame was overridden by the feel of the shaft pushing roughly up against her mound.

It was too big! The size of it caused her eyes to flash wide and panicked as it drove right up against her puffy lips and began to grind forward roughly. It was thick and oozing rivulets of precum against her outside folds and drooled down messily between her legs. The glans was larger than the succubus' fist, even when it was closed tightly, it drove up against the outer lips and pushed them in on themselves as she shuddered and panicked beneath him. He was too large to fit inside of her, the very idea made her stomach go hot and cold in turns as the back hunched and the hips thrust forward. The cock bowed under the pressure of the thrust that pushed against her, making her choke out a rough noise before the hips pulled back.

The precum pushed out messily, hot streamers of it ran along her outer lips and flushed into her narrow passage while her entire body was locked in fear and desire. Her body wanted this, it screamed for an end to the aching heat, it wanted to feel the stallion sinking into her. Her mind very much did not. Vesuvius' muscular legs worked around her as his hips jerked forward, jabbing roughly against her mound, trying to gain purchase with each lunge forward. Slowly, oh so slowly, her lips began to pry open around him as he jerked against her stomach and leaned forward. The heat and burn spread deeper inside of her as the belled tip began to sink itself deeper inside of her. The outer lips splayed open wide as she swallowed around the tip before it began to drive itself into her tender swollen passage.

Alexa saw stars dancing in front of her as she let out a low equine scream of shock when her body was stretched wide. He drove several inches into her, force feeding the dark shaft through her vulnerable body while her muscles contracted down tightly. He was so wide that she felt as if her body was being bruised just by wrapping around him and he only pushed more inside of her. The inches sank deeper, steadily sliding through her body as a hot thick rush of precum flushed through her body before the hips began to drag backwards. The ring was drawn tight around him as he barely pulled back an inch before hammering forward again.

He put every ounce of muscle behind the thrust and she was struggling to keep her legs under her. More of his cock filled her body, and some horrible part of her was shuddering with pleasure as he stroked through her. He teased over the tender walls, finding new places to drag himself through as the precum spilled out inside of her, mingling with her own slick arousal. She was lost in that moment, horrified to feel the way she was being impaled on his shaft before he drew himself backwards again. Her treacherous cunny suckled around him, stroking him with slick silken walls, welcoming him deeper into her fertile body even as her human mind shrieked in protest.

The next thrust took her breath away as the too large medial ring shoved up against her and then pushed through her walls. It popped inwards with a lewd wet noise, catching the inside of her body as her walls swallowed around it and the ridge dragged right over a spot that made her shudder and buck her hips. It was an involuntary movement that made her swallow a noise, the aching pain mingling with pleasure as the tip battered its way deeper through her body. It plunged through her suckling walls, the medial ring feeding deeper as the stallion bore down above her and let out another hot snort against her neck. The white-hot feel of him just mingled with every other sensation that was rushing over her, making it harder for the human mind to think or concentrate on why she should she fighting.

He drew backwards, the medial ring slipped out with an obscene sound before he pushed himself forward with a ragged buck. The movement rocked her and nearly drove her to her knees before the next withdrawn ran through her. He began to saw himself in and out of her, the movements weren't designed to make her feel anything, he wasn't attempting to give her pleasure, he wasn't trying to do anything except drive himself ever deeper into her swollen passage. It didn't matter that he wasn't trying, Alexa was shuddering and letting out short squeals and cries as she felt herself being given what she had wanted every day she was locked in the damn stall. His cock was finding every sensitive spot within her passage and rubbed over her, coaxing her ever higher towards pleasure.

Finally, he bottomed out inside of her, but the stallion didn't stop there, he simply continued the ragged thrusts. She could hear his hooves hitting the ground behind him as he pranced in place to time his movements, occasionally spilling out thick eruptions of precum to hit against the back of her cervix. There was no evading the mess he created inside of her, it was mingling with her own juices that were being pushed out around him to soak the inside of her thighs. Vesuvius' rumbling voice vibrated the line of her spine as he bore down against her and the movements became feverishly quick and he tucked his hooves up until they were nearly digging in against the curve of her stomach.

The tip battered against the barrier towards her womb, he heedlessly shoved himself against it, not caring even when she squealed out. The pressure grew by the moment, a great rippling need that was making her swallow in every breath before crying it out again. Her walls pulled down tightly around him, feeling the thick juices coating the line of his shaft, smearing over it messily as his tip probed ever deeper inside of her. He was growing wider, thicker, the veins were standing out as the medial ring popped in and out of her. The sound of it was lewdly loud, wet and slurping inwards again with ragged thrusts that made her flinch. Even that did little to stir her shame, there was nothing in her mind that could feel shame, not now, not when she began to tense up and felt the edge of pleasure pushing over her.

The teeth on her neck released her, but he only let go to snap down higher up on her neck as he gave a brutal thrust. His cock bowed as he drove himself up against her dilated cervix, grinding forward with enough force that the former man's entire body seized up. Her walls clamped down, squeezing so hard that she could make out every vein and bump to his length, felt the way it was thickening and growing heavier by the moment. The fire pushed up beneath the surface, consuming her until she opened her jaws wide to let out a soundless scream of pleasure. Her heart was throbbing in time with her clutching body, the hungry massaging movements clasped around the cock tip that blossomed inside of her wide enough she felt the faint cramp of pain passing over her, but it didn't stop her need.

The cock tip flared wide to mesh right against the line of her cervix, the narrow tube of the urethra pushed itself up against her tender opening as the stallion shuddered above her. Alexa was lost in the moment, a spill of drool ran along the line of her chin as the stallion bucked his hips one last time and fire suddenly poured into her stomach. It was a stream of it, a hot fiery eruption that poured out of his cock tip and flushed through her dilated cervical passage to flood her fertile womb. She felt the pressured streamers hitting deep, causing her walls to clutch around him as the stallion grunted out and pushed forward again. His hips moved tightly, trying to hold as close to her body as he could possibly get as she let out a guttural cry.

Millions of sperm flooded her, spreading to every inch of her ovulating body, making sure to cover her in the demonic seed as she tried to droop her head down. Her sides glistened with a sheen of sweat as the stallion grunted and another thick was of cum erupted from his flared cock tip, dribbling into her like liquid fire. The burn in her lower stomach sickened her, dragging her thoughts back to normalcy as she panted in short wheezes of pain. How much had he pumped inside of her? How much seed did a horse have? She didn't know, she only knew that her belly felt as if it were on fire as the night stallion's legs shifted and loosened to either side of her waist and his muscles relaxed.

"Such a good little brood mare." Arianna murmured, her eyes slightly dazed as she ran a hand down Alexa's neck. "Such a feast."

The former man tried to find a way to answer her, to strike out, but all that came out was a short squeal of shock as the stallion's cock quivered and something pumped out. It wasn't like his seed, it was thick and tacky feeling as it erupted out of his cock tip and slathered against the narrow opening of her cervix. The gooey gel smeared against the tender opening as the dark black cock began to soften and slide backwards. The thick weighty gel plug sealed her well bred womb to make sure that barely a drop would escape as the flesh slithered out of her. The flared tip popped free with a disgusting wet sound, splattering the inside of her thighs as the night stallion slid off her aching haunches.

And still... her lips winked at him, dribbling wetly in silent testament to what he had done to her. Was one breeding enough to give her a foal?

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Night came. Alexa's ears pricked up slightly as she felt the familiar tingle that ran over her body as she returned to physical being once again. Normally, she would have heaved herself up to all fours and gone into the garden proper to move around. The hobbles that kept her restrained to the area behind the house were more than enough to keep her from escaping and she had long since stopped trying to break her way free of them when she knew that there was little she could do to escape. She had once gone as far as the Quarter in the night, but she didn't get much further before she was driven back to her small garden and stable. Sometimes it was by Arianna, but more often than not it was the stallion Vesuvius who drove her back with snapping teeth and hooves.

Arianna would punish her by humiliating her, making her drag a cart around like a tamed horse or even riding her, but that was something she could get through. Vesuvius would drive her back and mercilessly mount her to show her where she belonged, that was worse. It didn't matter that a month after their breeding she had begun to swell with his foal, her body remained ripe and ready for him. There was no escaping the demands of heat that raged through her and he seemed to have little understanding that she was already full of his foal, he was always willing to heave himself on top of her. No, she didn't try to escape any longer, she knew better. It didn't end well for her, and it never would.

_GODS! _ She groaned out and shuddered, her thoughts broken with a stab of pain along her side as the muscles contracted.

She rolled back into the hay, panting shallowly as she felt as bloated as a beached whale. Her entire stomach was as tight as a drum, making the pose awkward as the pressure pushed against her lungs, but she couldn't roll back onto her stomach as the contraction rushed over her. Her teats were stiff and full, perked on a tight udder that was so painfully swollen that she couldn't even move without milk dribbling from the dark nipples. It was humiliating in the extreme, but she had long since learned there was always something more humiliating for her to feel in this life. The last month she had grown so large that she could barely walk, it was more like a waddle, and tonight it seemed like it was finally going to come to a head.

The contraction stabbed through her lower belly before she let out a moan and threw her head back against the straw, tossing it roughly as her legs went out straight in front of her. The foal had grown month by month, even when she had tried to deny that the night stallion had impregnated her, she had still watched in horror and fascination as her body had changed. She had never imagined how long a horse was pregnant, but it felt as if she had always been filled with the creature. Her breathing came out raggedly as the contraction passed and she dropped her head back down and went limp, the pressure relieving itself slightly, but not entirely. It was still there, just as it had been all afternoon, growing worse by the moment.

Alexa tried to roll up onto her stomach, curling her legs under her, but the moment she did she put pressure on...something inside of her. She didn't know what, only that suddenly her vision went grey as something popped low in her body. The former man let out a squealing noise and grunted as a rush of wetness erupted out from under her tail. It wasn't a trickle of urine, it was a flood of water that rushed out onto the floor while she rolled back onto her side with a rough groaning cry. The pressure surged over her again, the contractions beat mercilessly along her side as the uterine muscles contracted as her water broke, the foal already being pushed hard against the narrow opening of her dilated cervix.

She pawed at the hay, fear starting to crest as she pushed down hard around the stretching feeling deep inside of her. The need surged up instinctively, but she didn't want to push! She didn't want any of this. She felt as if by denying it she might possibly escape it, but it had already begun and there was no stopping it now. She grunted and strained, throwing her head far back as she stiffened her legs and jerked with each push, feeling her walls gaping open wide as they were stretched open around the smooth sliding body that pushed outwards. Her vulva spread open, gaping as the slippery bag that contained the foal pushed outwards with two feet, the entire body wedging itself into her narrow channel. It hurt, it burned, her muscles were screaming with protest as she grunted and jerked with another push, contracting hard around the foal.

"Shh...shhh...easy now, easy..." Arianna's voice was oddly soft and soothing as she heard steps moving into the stall. "That's a good little momma, that's a fine girl."

Hands slid along her tail as the succubus crouched down at her haunches, but Alexa didn't have anything left in her to protest, the pressure was growing worse. She squeezed down and panted shallowly, kicking roughly with her forelegs as she pushed more of the foal down her birthing channel and her vulva splayed open wider. Her walls gaped before suddenly there was a great pull from behind her. The foal dragged forward faster as she pushed and she felt the broad shoulders slipping and shoving right up against her stretched mound. She managed to swing her head up, nostrils flared wide, to see the succubus grabbing two dark black forelegs and pulling and that was all she could make out before she pawed and had to push again.

There was a wet sound as the world flashed white around her, her entire body pushed as the slippery wet body slid from her thanks to Arianna's last pull. She felt the wetness spilling out from her and falling along her legs in a rush, pooling along her hind legs as she dropped back, her sides rising and falling. She couldn't move, she couldn't lift her head, she couldn't think. She dropped her head back and just rested there as she heard her tormenter coo and say soft barely understandable words to the shaking wet creature that was swaying about at her hind legs. Everything throbbed and ached, her eyes remained shut as she felt the beating of her own heart in her ears, barely able to understand just what had happened. She had given birth, god above, she had just given birth a baby horse in the middle of a stall.

"Vesuvius!" The harsh sound of the stallion's name came as a hot blast of air hit her right along the haunch.

Alex's head jerked up in fright, jolting up as she saw the massive stallion looming above her, his ears pricked down as he peered at her and snuffled with his upper lip twitching slightly. She rolled up onto her stomach and pinned her ears flat as she watched him reach down to start to snuffle at her haunches again, making her flinch and bare her teeth instinctively.

"Stop that!" Arianna, for once, stopped the night stallion with a slap of her hand on the broad shoulder. "You leave your mare alone, at least give her a day before you go about putting the next foal in her! After all, she just gave you a fine looking son!"

_Son..._Alexa felt sick as she looked down at the creature sneezing and shaking his head in the straw.

The foal was damp all over, the fur curly looking as he gave his head several shakes and blinked baleful eyes up at her. He was all long limbs and a compact looking body, his ears were too big and splayed to either side as he snuffled this way and that. He was as dark a black as his father, ashy colored instead of smooth latex like her own hide. And like his father, the first sparks of fire were starting to crackle at the line of his short neck, embers stirring in the damp ashes as the little foal blinked around at the wide world, even peering up at the tall imposing form of his father.

"Good girl, a fine colt.." Arianna spoke softly and stroked Alexa's haunch with a delicate touch. "Let's hope the next one is a filly."

As if in answer, Vesuvius snuffled her hip again and lipped lightly, his eyes lifting up to watch her as he did so. The fact she had just foaled had no hampering of his desire for her body, already his cock tip was starting to spill out of his sheath in readiness. She wouldn't remain empty of his foal for long.