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Getting milked was pleasant, if a little boring at times. All Misty had to do was to lean over the mount and do hir best to relax while the machines did their work. Feeling them pumping back and forth over hir prized cock - as thick and potent as a stallion’s - was starting to make hir interest wane. Similarly unenthused was the big, prized breeding stud in the stall next to hir, whose thrusts were rhythmic and mechanical as he worked to drain the tension from his overproductive balls. Misty gave Jackson a little nod and called to him.

“You too, hmm? I suppose I’m not really into it today. I want something [i]more[/i] than just being a cum factory.”

“Never much minded it myself, but it can get a little repetitive, I’ll admit. Maybe I can help you out.” He gave a toss of his elegant mane, revealing the other of his mismatched eyes.

“And how would you do that?”

“Got one of those bars above you?”

Misty looked. Shi quickly saw what he meant. Above the mount there was a reinforced bar for the quads like Jackson to balance on. Misty didn’t need it - shi couldn’t even reach it - but shi got the idea.

“Mm. And I suppose I just stay right here while you rut me? And what will the boss think about you wasting that prized stud cum of yours?”

“Ol’ Jess? I don’t think she minds too much. Judging by how much she’s made me spill.”

Misty gave a whistle, admittedly impressed. Shi always found the boss a little intimidating. Not many dared use her real name like that, but Jackson didn’t even sound like he was being devious when he said. Maybe he just knew her that well. Whatever the case, Misty could definitely trust him with all hir needs. Shi gave him a nod and gestured for him to join hir. There was no need for hir to shift position when shi was already all bent over the breeding mount, at the perfect angle for the stallion. Jackson slowly pulled out and got down from all the equipment with a satisfying slurping sound and made his way over to hir.

Despite his casual approach, shi swore shi could hear him throbbing. Maybe it was just the tension in the air. He stepped up beside hir and gave hir a nuzzle, even a quick lick on the cheek before he got himself into position. It was an impressive leap, rearing back like that. Shi was risking having all that weight crash down on hir if he missed, but he was far from clumsy. With his front legs hooked over that bar, he was free to angle his cock right where shi needed it most.

Just above hir heavy nuts was an oft-neglected slit, a nice plump marecunt just aching for some pleasure. Shi offered him plenty of slickness for how much shi was leaking. Just being in his presence and breathing a little of his prized essence had a way of doing that. He didn’t waste time. They weren’t having a romantic coupling, they were [i]mating[/i], right in the middle of the crowded barn. Plenty of other stallions turned their heads at the sound of the moan that escaped Misty’s mouth when Jackson penetrated hir with that thick, flared shaft.

He didn’t need to be gentle. If anything, shi just bucked hirself back at him after his first thrust as an urge to go even harder, even deeper. Shi wasn’t going to be content until shi felt his balls smacking against hir thighs. He sank in a little deeper with each thrust, but he still had to wait until shi was fully loosened up. Slow, slurping thrusts, half-deep in hir pussy, medial ring popping in and out, he pumped harder and harder just to test how much shi could really take. The warmth of his breath made its way down to hir as shi basked in the deep groans he made, telling hir exactly how good shi felt all wrapped around his prized cock.

A few minutes of that, easing in, thumping, and then sliding back to let hir body adjust, and he was all but fully buried inside of hir. It didn’t take hir much longer to get hir wish. A little swing and smack of nuts against hir legs as he bottomed out within hir set hir to frantically squeezing all around his dick, clamping down harder than that milking machine would ever dare, as if to drain him right there. He let hir hold on for a while, but pulled himself from hir grasp in time to deliver one more solid thrust, using the power of those haunches to their fullest effect.

That was when the stallion truly took over. He unleashed that beast inside him when shi squeezed just right around his flare, pumping him as if to challenge him. He worked those finely toned muscles to fuck hir hard, shaking that mount and lifting hir right off hir hooves with the power of some of those thrusts. Shi was admittedly shaking. It wasn’t that shi couldn’t handle what he was giving out, but it felt so damn good getting hir cock pumped and hir pussy stuffed all at once that shi couldn’t hold on any longer.

Giving in to the rush of release and cumming hard into the tubes, Misty let hirself be milked dry of a nice fat orgasm that burst out of hir seemingly all at once. Shi barely got a chance to adjust to that feeling before shi felt hirself hitting another climax, all wrapped around the stallion’s shaft. He pumped deep and filled hir up, flooding hir in an instant while he grunted above hir, leaving hir belly pressed down to the breeding mount with that heavy, sloshing load. Shi knew he wasn’t going to pull out until he was done. Shi made sure of it, flexing as tight as shi could in the throes of that peak until shi’d milked all the pleasure shi could out of both of them.

They didn’t spend much time dwelling in the aftermath. It was all about relieving the tension. Though it was far from unfriendly. A slow [i]schlurp[/i] of horsecock sliding from hir cunt left a splatter on the floor. Shi overflowed and leaked all over hir thighs. It made hir smirk to imagine how much potential money was wasted with a creampie like that. Coming down from that supremely satisfying orgasm, legs twitching, chest heaving, muscles giving strange spasms here and there, Misty had to marvel at the stallion’s steady tone.

“Fuck your ass too? “ It was as casual a question as could be, like a host politely offering a refreshment.

“[i]Please.[/i]”

“Was hoping you’d say that. Can hardly help myself around such a fine backside.”

He didn’t wait for hir response to that quick compliment. That would have meant wasting time. Instead, he just adjusted himself, filling out all over again as soon as shi gave him the all clear. Shi made sure to flag hir tail extra high for him. His cock was extra slick, easily slipping past the tightness of hir plump hole, spreading hir out, sinking deep to press firmly against hir prostate. Thumping and throbbing inside hir there was almost enough to get hir off alone, but of course he wasn’t going to leave it at that when he had such a tight ass to fuck.

The first thrust shook hir even more than anything else he’d given hir. He went deep, bulging hir to the chest with all that girth, taking it slow but giving hir plenty of force. Shi shook again. There was no staying perfectly composed when shi was getting rammed that good. Gritting hir teeth, closing hir eyes, shi didn’t bother to thrust back any more. There was no rolling hir hips along with a rhythm like his. A firm, commanding pace from that powerful stallion left hir bucking and bouncing, ass wobbling, tits jiggling with the impact of his nuts once he bottomed out within hir.

Shi found hir eyes rolling back after just a few thrusts. Maybe it was okay to get fucked stupid that easily when it was a stud like him doing the fucking. Shi gave hirself to the feeling, going numb in places, locked around his cock and flexing hir whole body on his vast inches. He slammed into hir but he was ever careful, in his own way. It never hurt, never caught hir at the wrong angle, and always pressed right against the tender pleasure button in the most perfect way. Shi barely got a chance to build to the next cumshot before it came bursting out of hir, every bit as potent as the first without so much as a minute to recharge, if not more.

He kept rutting hir while shi drained hir nuts, milking out even more from hir with his fat cock pressed against hir pleasure button. Shi slumped, gasped, and even wheezed a bit once that orgasm went on a little longer than shi even thought was possible. Hir body felt like it was breaking down in all the best of ways by the time he actually came inside of hir again. Shi got a very good demonstration of exactly how much he was enjoying himself when he came inside hir hard enough to make hir taste it.

Shi was bloated and straining with the weight inside hir belly for a time, only to get some relief when he slowly pulled out of hir with another heavy slurp. With hir own nuts so sufficiently drained in the sweaty aftermath of their quickie, shi let hir cock flop from the mount beneath hir and drip down on the floor in huge, thick globs. That and the sound of hir panting was all the response shi could give as Jackson loomed over hir, watching hir holes slowly tighten back up in the richly creamed aftermath of two quick fucks.

“Suppose I might have overdone it a little.”

Jackson was the king of understatement as usual, standing over the dripping, twitching, sloshing, splattered form of the thoroughly fucked mare. He wasn’t one to give a half-assed performance when it came to rutting, even if it meant leaving hir unable to stand. The mount did the standing for hir. Misty groaned and licked hir lips - still drooling some of the precious stallion seed that made it all the way through hir. Shi wasn’t in any mood to reply. A groan would suffice.

“If that’s the case, might make sense if I just slurp you down right now. Could use a restock after a session like that, and I’m sure they’ll put you to good use. Get you in a nice mare somewhere.”

His tone didn’t change in the slightest when he suggested digesting Misty. Slowly making his way down from the mount to instead stroll around hir front side left hir confronted with a still-stiff, soaked cock right on eye level with hir. Shi was almost certain he’d still take no for an answer. The stud waited there, watching hir, probably expecting some sort of response. Eventually he just cleared his throat.

“Unless you have any objections.”

Misty thought about it just a little more - the whole while staring into the flexing, leaking cockslit of that immensely potent stallion. Shi leaned in a little closer, crawling with what little might shi had left to rub hir head right up against it. Words weren’t really coming to hir, but shi could express hirself all the same. Jackson gave an approving snort. He was content to just rub up against hir a little more and let hir all but feed hirself to his cock. Eventually the urge to refill those heavy, clenching nuts won out, and he took one firm, steady step forward.

It wasn’t quite the full, swinging thrust of his haunches he’d given hir from behind. This time he was content to take it a little more slowly, gently introducing Misty’s face to his flared tip and letting it slowly stretch and spread around hir features, little by little. He didn’t express a hint of strain. As good as that huge horse dick was at fucking and breeding, he was even better at swallowing down smaller, churnable offerings of any sort. Urging along, he let his cock do more of the work all on its own, seemingly automatically. It clenched, and it dragged. Misty had nowhere to go but deeper.

Delving within that bulging shaft, surrounded by the fluids that soon clung to hir skin and smeared into hir hair, shi heavily huffed and shut hir eyes tightly to make sure shi could enjoy the experience as much as possible. It was a big commitment. Even if shi ended up reborn somehow - that was going to take time. Yet even after a milking session like that, shi somehow had more lust to give. Wet, hard, and breathing deeply, shi found hirself caught up in his pheromones. They only got thicker in hir mind on the way down, with every deep squeeze and gulp of his heavy cock, dragging all that slick mare inside.

Shi was huffing for him by the time shi neared his balls. He engulfed hir shaft with relative ease, leaving hir dreamy pumps and thrusts fucking in and out of the stretched slit wrapped around hir belly and hir tip. Squeezing hard on hir tits almost seemed intentional on his part, giving those a satisfying squish that left the mare gasping. Shi didn’t mind. It probably would have been easy to hit another orgasm if shi could get hir hands free, but those remained stubbornly at hir side, pinned there by the clenching grip around hir body. He easily worked towards hir hips, pausing only a moment to adjust his own to get the best possible angle on consuming hir.

It was more or less routine from that point. Slurping down a pair of legs, even a set as long and athletic as Misty’s, was easy for his cock. He was looking in another direction, letting the natural flexes do all the work for him. Though he still gave a snort of pleasure when hir hooves fully vanished from the world. The mare began to settle and curl up in his nuts, leaving them to hang deep between his hind legs, swaying back and forth when they weren’t simply clenching up tight to his body. He was already working on squishing that mare down before shi was fully gulped. A few more solid, squeezing [i]ulllllps[/i] from his shaft and shi was gone.

His balls bounced up and down a few times when shi fully settled there. The pressure was quickly enough to get hir curling up within him, knees against hir breasts, head tucked down. Shi was drenched in spunk and yet could still feel hirself getting even more deeply saturated once it really started flowing all around hir. That blissful sinking sensation was already building. It would have been so easy to simply slump and succumb to the heat and pressure right that very moment, to pass out and submit to being the stallion’s fresh seed. A prized mare like hir though, shi wasn’t about to make it that easy.

Jackson was happy to earn it. He stepped back from the mount and left Misty’s stall to return to his own. There was going to be some serious milking to do when he was done with hir, and it was best he got ready. Every step jostled Misty around a little more, leaving hir sinking deeper into the spunk gurgling around hir. It was getting more active. Shi wouldn’t have called it aggressive, but it was definitely soaking into hir skin and getting into every hole shi had. It was probably for the best shi was about to get churned given how exceptionally knocked up shi probably was by that point. That seed was famous for a reason.

Immensely saturated and swiftly drunk beyond mere post-orgasm, Misty found hir eyes rolling back and hir tongue flopping out. No one could see hir in there. Shi felt no need to preserve hir dignity when shi was going to get jizzed out either way. Jackson planted his hooves, snorted with pleasure, and finally gave hir the first [i]real[/i] clench. Everything else had been mere kneading, merely massaging hir to help hir get settled into that spunk factory. Shi sank a little deeper while he squished hir tightly, testing the strength of hir simmering form, attempting to process hir on the spot.

Even getting almost fully immersed was far from unpleasant. All Misty had to do was sigh and let hir body relax all the more. Shi tingled everywhere when shi wasn’t simply going numb. It was a blissful process all its own. Maybe not orgasmic. Shi was getting far too weak for that, sleepily drifting towards total submission. Another heavy clench wrapped those nuts around every inch of hir body, outlining hir in the middle of the stallion’s balls for several seconds straight, with a squelching, almost rubbery noise. Misty endured, but shi was already getting softer, already getting ever closer to the critically creamed threshold.

A few nickers and neighs escaped the big horse as he proudly trotted around his milking stall, circling the mount. He flicked his tail, cock thumping his underside in his excitement as the tension built. Misty felt the squeezes a little less even as they grew more and more rapid, getting sloshed and liquefied all around the edges. A sheen of spunk coated hir skin once shi was partly cummified, juiced into a more easily absorbed form, packing that heavy pair all the fuller, turning hir outline smoother. There was still the fairly distinct outline of a mare to grip on every time he tightened up, but shi was no longer sure how long that was going to last. Or how much longer the stallion himself could.

“Mmf. Alright. Forgive me if I speed things along a little, Misty.” Jackson’s voice was faint but somehow still clear over the increasingly intense [i]glorps[/i] of cum production. “Getting a little tense, here. Can hardly wait any longer to pump you out.”

He wasn’t joking. Even where shi was, shi could hear the slaps of his flared cock hitting his belly, and feel the wobbles of impact all the way down to his nuts. All it took was him focusing on hir a little more intently. Shi felt the pressure building and building into what would have crushed hir, if shi was still fully solid. Instead, it squished hir into a more and more compact state, still fully liquid. There was enough of hir left to squirm a little longer - in horny, not concerned fashion, of course - before shi found hirself undergoing a complete meltdown, every solid detail [i]glorshing[/i] down to nothing but pure, thick, nut-stuffing stallion cum sloshing and swaying between his hind legs.

It didn’t all go dark. Shi remained well aware of where shi was, brimming at the very top of his balls, jiggling around with his urgent motion to mount up and get himself drained of all that pressure. Misty shared in the other horse’s pleasure at least somewhat when he stuffed his cock deep in that smooth, warm spot and got his shaft deep into the milking device, ready to drain himself dry. For a moment shi considered being slightly jealous that he seemed to fuck that inorganic thing even harder than he took hir - but shi reminded hirself that it was all thanks to hir that he was so worked up. For such a charming, dignified man, he could be a bit of a wild stallion when he was horny enough.

The whole barn was shaking once he really got going. He gave some noisy neighs, probably disturbing some of the other horses just trying to get some nice, relaxing relief. Sweating and steaming by the time his balls finally went tight and his flare flexed to the fullest, he was a flurry of motion that ceased all at once to bury himself in as deep as he could go and let that machine do the work. Technically he didn't have to thrust at all with it gripping and milking him that hard, but a need like that meant he wasn’t about to suppress his mating instincts. For all the brays and snorts of a horny stallion he was making, the sound that came from his lips when he truly peaked was one of pure pleasure. He moaned his way through a huge, heavy cumshot that left him testing the pumping capabilities of all that machinery. And the capacity of those huge, silver-sheened tanks arranged all around the stall.

Misty felt hirself shooting out of his cock and into the tubes beyond, drained through to accumulate in one of those refrigerated tanks. It was a bit chilly, but the sheer heat of all the jizz shi’d become kept hir cozy. Shi wasn’t sure what Jackson was up to anymore. Presumably, he was coming down from the mount, sweaty and puffing, ready to go on a satisfied trot down to the next barn to get himself all spoiled and tended to, washed and dried by one of the many attendants. Maybe he’d even go without churning one of those, having been thoroughly satisfied by Misty. Shi wasn’t going to find out.

Instead, shi found hirself going from well-aware of hir situation to getting more and more distant from it all. Sensations faded as shi got split up into multiple places, concentrated into vials and then frozen for transport. By then, shi was too numb to feel the cold, thankfully. For a time, it felt a bit concerning, as if shi was about to go completely blank and slump into existence as nothing but a non-sentient load of horse jizz. Yet just enough of hir remained to know when shi’d arrived at hir destination, some many miles away from where shi began, divided into dozens of loads to be sold for a premium price.

The majority of hir went to one particular farm , where a mare in heat stood winking and ready for hir. The cum that was Misty got loaded up into the pipes, ready to be pumped once shi was nicely thawed. Somewhere, even if shi couldn’t hear, shi could sense the urgent need thumping inside that lady horse, the warmth that drew hir in and engulfed hir once shi reached the end of those tubes, splattering deep within a waiting womb through a winking horsecunt.

The process of getting pumped inside the lucky mare wasn’t nearly as erotic as getting turned into that cum in the first place. It was all a matter of machines and tubes. Misty’s faded consciousness managed to detect that much. Shi felt sleepy as shi entered that fertile womb, finally ready for a rest. From there, it was little more than a matter of waiting. Shi could sleep, and be reborn inside the breeding horse, slowly shaped into something much more closely resembling the stallion who creamed hir, but with some small semblance of hir own DNA buried deep in all that seed. Shi wondered what it was going to be like to walk on four hooves. Or how long it would be before shi was all grown up and ready to join hir new father in the stables once again.