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You still couldn’t believe they had actually thrown you in prison for those phony charges. A whole month in the Hoofston county correctional institute for almost nothing.

Just now, a horse prison guard led you down the narrow hallway, towards your cell. Along with the guard, you entered cell block D, made apparent by the big red “D” painted on the grey prison wall. The guard led you past numerous cells, all of them inhabiting one to three inmates, all of whom followed you with curious eyes.

The guard finally stopped you on a cell numbered 22; your cell. Pulling the rattling metal cell door open, the guard uncuffed you and pushed you onto the other side of the bars. The door let out an ominous clang as it was closed and locked behind you.

“You better get some sleep kid. There’s going to be an early wakeup tomorrow.” The horse guard smirked maliciously and walked back the way he came.

Now, you actually got a better look at your cell, and it was just as crude as you had imagined. A lavatory, a sink, a bunk bed, and a normal one-person bed on the opposite wall. The bunk bed was already occupied by two other prisoners, who you assumed had been here for a while. The other one was a muscular pitbull terrier who was at least a foot taller than you. He had cream-colored fur, which was decorated with numerous tattoos, at least on his arms that you could see from where you were standing. The other prisoner was equally big and muscular, mean-looking rat, who had multiple piercings on his face and ears, half of his left ear seemingly having been bitten off sometime in the past.

The two of them paid you almost no mind, having quickly glanced at you as you had entered the cell, and were now minding their own business on their respective beds. Seeing how they looked like criminals of a different class, and how they weren’t talkative, you decided not to try and push your luck with them, and simply walked over to the single bed on the other side of the dull cell room and sat down on the plain, thin mattress. You instantaneously yawned as you admittedly were somewhat worn out from the long transportation to the prison. Lying down on the modest bed, you closed your eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

In the morning, you were woken up by the distant sound of a baton banging against steel bars a bit further down the block. “Rise and shine you maggots! You know the drill! Everybody up! Pants down! And ass against the bars, you hear me!?” An order echoed within the grey prison walls.

‘W-what?!’ You thought to yourself, quickly sitting up on your bed, not knowing if you had actually heard correctly. You quietly observed as the pitbull terrier and the rat got up from their beds, both yawning and stretching their muscular bodies. Then, to your great surprise, both of them moved at the front of the cell, dropped their pants, and bent over, their asses now pressing against the cold metal bars.

What on earth was going on? Even more questions popped into your head, as you began to hear loud moaning, coming from further down the cell block. You looked at your cellmates for any information on what was going on, but neither of them so much as moved a muscle to meet your confused stares.

Soon enough, a guard, also a horse, walked over to your cell. He glanced at the two prisoner butts pressed against the bars and grunted in approval, grabbing the bulge on the front of his guard-uniform.

“Morning ladies! I assume you two had a good night’s sleep.” The brown-furred equine said, whipping out his massive cock, which was slowly getting erect. Neither the pitbull terrier or the rat responded to his comment. “...Now… Which one… Should I give it to… first…” The sizeable horse thought out loud, his eyes darting back and forth between the two big prisoner rumps until they finally landed onto you.

“Oh… You’re the one who arrived yesterday, right? The mountain lion?” He asked, to which you responded to with a small nod.

“W-what is this?” You asked, still a whole lot confused. Also aroused in increasing amounts, but mostly confused.

“Ohhhh… You guys didn’t tell the new guy anything?” The horse guard asked, placing one of his hand on the terrier’s behind and groping the cream-colored buttocks. Again, no response from the two. “...Well… I guess it is more fun this way.” He muttered, slapping the canine’s prisoner behind and pushing two of his fingers inside the pitbull terrier, who didn’t even blink at the sudden breach of his sphincter.

“This is just rectal inseminat~ ahem, -examination. Don’t worry, Lieutenant Stripes will come over soon to show you…” The guard grinned, while roughly fingering your cellmate, his big horse fingers squelching in and out of the big canine’s tailhole.

“Hey, Don!” The guard then yelled. “There’s a free one right here!”

“Got it!” You heard a response from further down the hallway, another horse guard with grey fur soon walking over to your cell as well. His crotch rocking a big bulge on the front of his uniform pants.

“Well well…” The newly arrived guard said. “You been behaving ok, Ronnie?” Most likely referring to the rat, who remained silent. “Tsk tsk, Ronnie. When a guard asks you something, you should respond.” The guard chuckled, taking the big, black rubber baton from his belt. “We need to correct that, am I right?” He said, quickly plunging the baton right inside the large rodent’s asshole, Ronnie’s whole body flinching momentarily as the intruding object entered his anus.

“As loose as ever I see…” The guard retorted, moving the baton around inside the rat’s hole and you could see the rodent’s big prisoner cock hanging half-erect between his legs. “I guess you would need a real COCK, to fill up this sluthole!” The guard said, jabbing the baton even deeper inside Ronnie’s anus, a small moan escaping the, otherwise stonefaced, rodent.

“Lucky for me, Zack’s hole is still nice and tight…” The other guard said, pulling his fingers out of the, now panting canine, who also had his erect member hanging in between his tattooed legs. With his other hand still on the pitbull terrier’s butt, the guard used his other hand to guide the equine member towards the canine hole, Zack whimpering softly as the tip of the hefty horsecock prodded against his entrance.

“Yeahhh… Zack wants it for sure…” The horse guard moaned, rubbing his tip onto the canine’s entrance, more whimpers escaping the big terrier.

Finally, after smearing his pre all over Zack’s hole, the first horse guard thrust his fat equine funstick inside Zack, the dog yelping in what you assumed was, pleasure, a few shiny

drops of pre-cum dripping down onto the floor from the tip of his doggy cock. “Really? All the way in with one go? Have you and Ronnie been practicing..? ‘Cause you know, inter-prisoner relations are forbidden. Maybe I should remind you, who your hole really belongs to.” The guard then began pounding the pitbull terrier’s butt, his heavy equine orbs slamming against the steel bars, a weird dull sound emerging from their fucking.

“Practicing with Zack, huh? I guess a punishment is indeed in order…” The other stallion muttered, unzipping his pants and unleashing the beast of a horsecock from within, the erect member slapping onto the rat’s butt, and you could swear you saw a trace of a smile on Ronnie’s face. The other guard didn’t waste any time and after removing the baton from his target he remorselessly plunged his own horse schlong inside the rodent, who growled in response.

You were completely and absolutely dumbfounded, having witnessed your two, big and burly cellmates so easily giving up their rear-ends for the guards to ravage, and for the two themselves seemingly enjoying getting fucked by the big horsecocks from behind bars. From all your confusion, you hadn’t even noticed you were yourself pitching quite a tent in your orange prison pants while watching the four-person male prison sex-show in front of you.

Suddenly there was a loud bang at the end of the cellblock, with the two guards immediately stopping their hips and directing their eyes towards the sound. They quickly pulled their cocks out of Zack and Ronnie, both of whom seemed a little disappointed. The equines raised their right hands to their foreheads in a salute, their cocks also doing a lewd salute of their own towards the end of the cellblock.

“I heard we got a newbie yesterday… Which cell is he in?” A very low voice said at the end of the hallway. The two guards by your cell raised their hands. “Over here Chief!”

Slow, heavy steps started approaching your cell, the guards now turning to look at you, both grinning from ear to ear. “This is where the fun begins, newbie.” Soon enough, an absolutely massive zebra appeared to your view, stopping right in front of your cell. He was at least a foot and a half taller than the two horse guards, neither of who were small or short by any definition. But his size wasn’t exactly what got your attention. It was the equally massive, absolutely colossal bulge on the zebra’s crotch, on which you didn’t have to guess twice what it contained.

“Oh, so it’s a mountain lion we got this time…A real... pussy...cat.” The zebra said, eyeing you from head to toe. “Not bad…”

“Carry on!” The zebra nodded to the two other guards, who resumed their fucking of Zack and Ronnie, while the zebra leaned in on your cell. You looked at each other for a while, a chill running down your spine as you redirected your eyes to his bulge.

“...Come closer…” The zebra finally said, beckoning you to do as he told with his hand.

Seeing how it was probably best if you didn’t resist since they could just come and get you from the cell anyway, you took a couple of steps closer to the bars and the large striped equine.

Once close enough the zebra said: “Turn around and drop your pants.” You hesitated. A bit too long apparently, as the zebra suddenly grabbed you by the hand, pulling you against the bars, quickly turning you over, and handcuffing you to the bars, both by your hands and your feet. Next, he forcefully pulled down your pants, exposing your furry backside for all the three equines by your cell.

“...A little small, don’t you think, chief?”

“It will fit...” The zebra responded coldly.

“Are you sure? I mean, most of the prisoners still have a hard time even now taking yo-”

“I will. Make. IT. FIT!”

You were already panicking, with it not being that hard to guess where this was going, or what was going and inside where. You heard the zebra unzip his pants, and then could hear the gigantic, black zebra-cock flop out of the tight pants. Your whole body shivering, you turned around to witness the sizeable equine breeding-pole, as it laid half-erect just a few inches away from your naked and vulnerable behind. Simply the idea of a thing of that size going inside your butt made you shiver even more and your sphincter tighten. But despite all that, you were still rock hard.

In the end, you didn’t have too much time to marvel at the big zebra cock, as you quickly let out a surprised yelp, the large index-, and middle finger of the zebra chief suddenly entering your tailhole. “...Unused, huh?” He commented while feeling the tight grip of your insides on his intruding fingers.

Being chained to the bars, all you could pretty much do was to moan and squirm a bit, as the big zebra stud stretched your hole out with his big, rough fingers. Never having had anything up your ass before, the experienced fingers felt surprisingly good after a while, callously exploring your soft insides any way they pleased. Poking and rubbing you just the right way at just the right places.

That delicacy, however, did not last very long, for as abruptly as he had started fingering your feline hole, the zebra chief pulled his fingers out of your rump, leaving behind a feeling of emptiness in your rectum. “Mmmhh…” The zebra groaned, giving his dark zebracock a few rubs before slapping it onto your backside, the dull slap of the thick meat colliding with your butt echoing throughout the entire cell block.

The zebra’s massive shaft felt heavy on your butt as the striped guard chief slowly rubbed it against you, getting it more and more erect. You got increasingly nervous watching it grow to its full size, now being able to feel the chief’s heartbeat through his cock resting on your ass, as it slowly filled up to the brim with blood. Soon at full-mast, the towering zebra breeder stood almost as long as your entire arm, this sight sending even more shivers down your spine.

You helplessly looked from side to side, taking a glance at Ronnie and Zack, both of whom were still getting fucked deep and hard by the other two guards, the two burly prisoners seemingly enjoying this very much. Both of them had a lewd, twisted smile on their face as they completely succumbed to be fucked by the guards.

Another horse guard came walking by the cell and noticed chief Stripes standing behind you with his equine phallus ready to go. “Hey, everyone! Chief is gonna break in the new guy!” He shouted, the statement causing audible chatter from the adjacent cells. You heard numerous other steps nearing your cell. The chief and you quickly gathered a small crowd, consisting of both the equine guards and prisoners, who were already done with their “examination”.

“No way that’s gonna fit!”

“Getting fucked by the chief is the best!”

“Lieutenant Stripes is going to destroy that poor pussy…”

“Someone ain’t going to be sitting right for the rest of the week…”

All the chatter and remarks soon quieted down. You swallowed, feeling something warm and hard rubbing up and down your crease, Stripes slowly wiggling his cock between your furry feline cheeks. The fat zebra cockhead soon pressed up onto your hole, the large stallion wasting no time in thrusting it forwards, your whole body rocking by the harsh impact. His first attempt didn’t succeed, your hole not giving in just yet. But still, you, him, and everyone around knew, it would eventually.

Again, the big zebra pushed his hips towards yours and you could feel your hole stretching from the way of the gargantuan horsecock, but still somehow managing to keep it outside of your butt. The zebra’s sticky pre-cum dripped down your own balls, as the equine lined himself up for a third, decisive thrust.

Once again, the fat equine cockhead smashed against your twitching pucker, chief Stripes now leaning against the bars with his entire weight. And this time, your hole gave in to the overwhelming pressure, opening up and allowing a good few inches of the massive horse meat inside your virgin tailhole.

You moaned something incoherent, as your mind went blank for a second, a wide range of emotions running through your mind with the penetration. Just having the first third or so, of the enormous stallion meat inside your rump, was enough stimulation for your unused prostate. Your cock twitched uncontrollably between your legs, beginning to spew out your feline juices all over the floor you as had your first ever anal orgasm while moaning in a mixture of ecstasy and pain.

The chief couldn’t care less of your mind-blowing orgasm and continued pushing his throbbing black shaft inside your feline hole, stretching your insides way beyond what you thought was even possible, forcing you to ejaculate yet again, before you had even finished your initial squirting session. More hot feline cum poured down to the small puddle now forming underneath your shaking legs.

“I thought this was a male prison… This one squirts like a girl…” Stripes grunted, forcing the rest of his thick, black shaft inside your aching rear-end.

The intruding zebra shaft left you desperately gasping for air as it felt like your ass had just been split in half by the striped equine. From amidst your own erratic breathing and the beating of your heart, you could hear, distantly, the sounds of the two horses fucking Zack and Ronnie as well as the chatter of the surrounding crowd.

“Let’s make this pussy purr, shall we?” Chief Stripes said quietly, withdrawing his loins from yours, the thick zebra cock subsequently leaving your hole, sliding out of the tight grip of your feline rear. You moaned, the increasing emptiness in your rectal cavity feeling strange and almost uncomfortable, your insides already missing the stretch of the black equine schlong.

But your hole didn’t have to feel empty for long, for almost as soon as pulling most of his meat outside of your stretching hole, the guard chief bucked his striped hips, slamming them on the steel bars behind your ass, giving you a generous second serving of warm horse meat right up the butthole. The harsh re-entry knocked the air out of your lungs and you had to again, gasp for air in order to keep yourself at least somewhat conscious. The big zebra repeated the action, knocking the wind out of you yet again with his cock slamming into the back of your malehole. By the third thrust, you came for the third time, a few streaks of cum getting added to the puddle on the cell floor. This seemed to please the surrounding crowd, a few cheers and whistles echoing outside your cell.

After your third orgasm, the guard chief now grabbed you by the neck with his big, dark hand, and pulled your head closer to the bars. “We’re only getting started…” He whispered, the hot equine breath tickling your ears.

Rough mating ensued. The striped hips of the zebra slammed against the bars, as the strong equine thoroughly bred your quivering hole, gradually picking up the speed on his thrusts. The puny steel bars rattled with the stallions powerful ramming testing their durability, as well as the limits of your feline behind, the fat equine rectal rooter inching its’ way even deeper inside your sore tunnel. The surrounding crowd cheered, with some of them already masturbating their cocks to the sight of you getting forcefully taken from behind by the stud zebra guard chief.

The chief’s heavy zebra nuts repeatedly hit the metal bars right behind your butt, the blunt sound of the big equine testicles echoing over the crowd’s chatter, even drowning out the sex sounds coming from your sides from Zack and Ronnie and their respective partners.

Your eyes started to droop half shut as the pain from your rear slowly disappeared, your insides seemingly adjusting to their new life as a zebra-cock-socket, only a steady, rising stream of pleasure now spreading from your loins and prostate. Your body relaxed a bit, allowing your gaping hole to stretch out even further, accommodating even more of the throbbing zebra dick inside your butt pipe.

“There you go…” Stripes groaned, taking full advantage of the new space you had given to his cock.

From your left, you could hear Zack moaning as he finally came from getting fucked by the guard’s horsecock, shooting quite a hefty load of his terrier cum onto the cell floor. The brown horse railing him was no doubt close as well, his brown equine haunches moving faster and faster, feeding his big breeding stick to Zack's hungry tailhole. It didn’t take much longer from that, for the guard to grip the bars with his hands, finally ejaculating inside the big canine, whose hole eagerly gobbled up all of the steaming hot horse seed it was given, not even a drop leaking out. The guard rewarded Zack and his butt with a strong slap, for a job well done.

Instinctively, you looked over to your right, where Ronnie was making quite the face, and so was the guard fucking his fat rat ass. Both of them were breathing heavily, the guard moaning occasionally, while Ronnie let out a steady low growl, a bunch of his rodent saliva dripping down onto the floor from between his gritted sharp teeth. It wouldn’t be much longer anymore. And sure enough, the grey horse behind the growling rat grabbed the rodent’s backside from between the bars and leaned in while moaning, subsequently releasing his own torrent of cum into your other cellmates asshole. Ronnie also moaned, his muscular arms almost giving out as the horse seed filled him up. Just a few seconds after, you got a live viewing of his big rat cock erupting into a fountain of cum, as he painted the surrounding floor white with his rat seed.

Now the only one left was you, and you had a bad feeling that chief Stripes wasn’t that far off from blasting his goo all up into your shitter. The mere thought of the impending zebra-cum enema got you to tense up, which worked more to your own demise than benefit. The striped stallion snorted behind you, and the crowd went silent as the guard chief prepared to out his load inside your bowels.

Just a few more thrusts and it would arrive. You could feel the zebracock flaring inside your tailhole, and you knew the insemination was about to start. One final time, Lieutenant Stripes thrust his hips forward, his member burrowing in the depths of your insides, which greedily latched onto the spasming equine meat, bringing the long anal-loving sessions to its messy end. You could hear the hot liquid flowing out of his equine testicles and pouring inside your rearranged insides.

Your bowels filled up with the sticky and potent zebra seed, as you got pumped more full of it than you could ever have imagined yourself taking. Your stomach was now bulging, not only because of the gargantuan zebracock still lodged inside your rear but also from the large amount of semen, that somehow still fit inside your stuffed rear-end. The added pressure from the cum worked its magic on your prostate, your cock twitching violently as you experienced a dry orgasm, with your balls not having anything more to pump out onto the floor.

The chief pulled out abruptly, a vast amount of his seed immediately splashing down onto the floor from your gaping hole, mixing in with your, Zack and Ronnie’s cum in a large, white puddle.

“...Examination complete… Nothing to report…” Stripes huffed, stuffing the cum-soaked zebra cock into his pants, and zipping them shut. All of the guards saluted Stripes as he left.

Your breath was heavy as you were still recovering from your first, BIG, anal-adventure with an equine cock. The whole ordeal had left you completely spent and tired from ejaculating so much and having your insides battered into a new shape by the Lieutenant’s black zebra meat. Right now, you wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, maybe after getting some of the cum out of your ass, of course.

“I call next!” You heard one of the guards say, which in turn created a lot of murmuring and chatter in the surrounding crowd.

“Okay, everybody who wants to welcum the new prisoner, get in a line and wait for your turn.” The guard who had just fucked Zack said, all of the prisoners and guards quickly forming a line stretching a long way down the cell block. You watched in shock, at the row of big and eager cocks that were ready to use you for their pleasure.

And of course, use you, they did, both guards and prisoners alike having their turn to fuck your well-bred hole throughout the whole morning. Thanks to Lieutenant Stripes, your hole could now accommodate every single one of the others’ cocks, be they of the horse guards or by the prisoners, whose species ranged from bulls to bears. Sometimes you even took two cocks at once, how they managed the double penetration from behind the bars remaining a total mystery to you. By noon, when they finally uncuffed your limbs, you were already reduced to a gasping cum-container, bowels full of sperm from almost every male in the cellblock.

In the end, Zack and Ronnie picked your used body up from the floor and took you onto your bed. “Welcome to block D, kid…” They both said while smirking at your appearance; the last thing you saw before your eyes closed and you finally fell asleep.