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Mare's Tails and Dragon Scales

by: Theo Winters

Written for Stormfront

Part 3

The warm feeling of someone lapping against Alan's neck slowly drew him awake, the unknown tongue teasing across his new scales. It pulled him out of the warm embrace of sleep and left him snuggled up with the six other dragonesses he was sharing the barn with. He was pressed in the middle of a cuddle pile, with three of them laying under him, two pressed up against his sides, and one draped over his back. It was one of the most pleasant places he had the chance to wake up in. It was a much better way to wake up than being curled up by himself in the mud, or trying to fight against everything that had happened to him over the past week.

Had it really only been just a week? It felt longer than that. How long had it actually been since he had snuck onto the farm to play with one of the stallions? Since he had started his change into one of the dragonesses? All he really knew was that the changes had apparently finished the night before, which the seven of them had celebrated in a huge orgy of sex, milk and cum. Just thinking about it made him smile, even as his twin shafts started to stir in their new sheath.

The dragoness laying on his back shifted, hir claws falling onto Alan's ass and starting to knead at the thick cheeks, while the one that had been licking his neck let out a chirp and pulled away.

Alan started to twist his body around in the pile, his mud coated scales sliding easily against the others, allowing him to carefully work his way free. He slid down over Redwood's back and into the thick layer of mud that covered the floor of their pen.

Climbing onto his four feet, he stretched out; arching his back while his tail rose up behind him. He could feel all the muscles in his body starting to relax, the morning stiffness beginning to melt away. The muscles felt different, pulling across his body as he lifted one hind leg and stretched it out as far back as it could go, followed quickly by the other one.

As he came out of his stretch, he felt someone grab onto the end of his tail. A quick glance over his shoulder revealed that the red scaled dragoness, the one who had been sleeping on top of him, had grabbed him. Sie was holding him right below the mud-covered hair of his tail tuft.

“Yes?" he asked, or at least that was what he tried to do, but the only sound that came out was a low rumbling that started deep inside of his chest and rolled up his long neck before hanging against the back of his throat. It caught him by surprise, causing him to cough and rub his throat, like he could somehow coax his voice back into being.

The red dragoness let out a soft trilling laugh, followed by a couple of quick chirps. Sie climbed down from the cuddle pile, a wide smile on hir face as she stepped into the mud. Letting go of his tail, sie brought up one claw to press against hir muzzle in the universe sign to stay quiet.

With that, sie started walking across the pen, stopping after only a few steps to look back over her shoulder and motion for him to follow.

Alan decided there was no harm in humoring hir, so he followed her across the pen. He was still surprised at just how easy it was to walk through the mud after his change. When he was still human, he had to fight for every step he took in the thick mud, but now that he was a quadruped, his large paws hardly sunk down into it. That was still enough to be caught in the feathering that hung from his ankles, the thick white hair being covered in the mud, making it look gray.

The dragoness was moving carefully across the pen, every few steps glancing back to make sure the rest of the dragonesses were still in the cuddle pile. Sie was able to lift her paws free from the mud in a way that hardly made a sound. He tried to copy hir the best that he could, but still made a squelching sound with every step he took. His four breasts swayed under him as he walked, the thick nipples just barely staying above the muddy surface.

Their destination was the far corner of the pen, well away from the other dragonesses and the food troth near the back fence. When the red dragoness reached it, sie motioned for Alan to come up to look at the fence that circled the pen. It was the same chain link fence that was everywhere else, attached to a thick pole with a few heavy bolts that went through a bracket that was attached to the fence itself.

He shrugged, not sure what sie was trying to show him.

Sie just smirked, giving him a wink before reaching down to grasp the lowest bolt with the very tips of hir claws and then starting to slowly twist it. The bolt turned with almost no effort until sie was able to pull it free. On the other side of the fence, the matching nut fell to the cement floor with a soft clink.

After sie set the bolt down into the mud, the dragoness grabbed the pole with one paw and the chain link with the other. Slowly she pushed against the fence, the missing bolt allowing the bracket that held the fence in place to slide free of the pole, opening a small hole into the outside world.

Alan stared at the hole for a few moments, then started shaking his head. It had never occurred to him to try and undo any of the bolts that held the fence together. Not that the hole was big enough for him to get out, even when he was a human. Even after the dragoness had folded the fence back, the resulting gap was only about a foot wide.

The red dragoness slowly turned around, letting out a happy chuff as sie started to slip hir tail through the hole. As tails went, hirs was longer and thinner than any of the other dragons in the pen, allowing hir to get almost the full length of it through the hole. Sie wiggled hir hips as sie worked it back, biting at hir lip and watching intently as the tip of hir tail moved closer and closer to a stack of large bags that were piled up next to the wall of the barn.

He took a closer look at the bags, surprised to see that the label across the side declared it to be Purina Dragon Chow. Gingerly, the dragoness pushed the tip of hir tail between two of the bags, working it back until the tip of hir tail peaked out the other side.

With a happy chirp, the dragoness curled hir tail around the bag, then pulled it back, bringing the bag of food with it. Sie drug it across the cement floor and up against the base of the fence. It was too big to get through the hole, so sie didn't even try. Instead sie dropped the bag and pulled hir tail back into the pen, then reached through with a foreleg and hooked the bag with hir claws. Sie pulled them across the material, slicing it open with ease and sending feed spilling out onto the floor.

It was the same pellet shaped food that the farmer filled the food troth with. It still didn't look that appetizing, but it tasted surprisingly good. The moment the dry meaty smell entered his nose, his stomach started to growl.

The dragoness scooped up a pawfull of the food and shoved it into hir muzzle, chewing happily as sie moved away from the fence, using hir tail to motion for him to go ahead.

Alan moved up quickly to the hole in the fence, reaching one leg through it and scooping up his own pawful of food. Bringing it back inside, he dipped his head down and started to quickly eat the food out of his paws. He didn't even care that the mud was also getting onto the pellets, it didn't hurt the flavor at all.

“Thank you," he said between bites, words coming out as a whinny mixed with a throaty growl. The lack of words didn't seem to matter as the red dragoness smiled and warbled in return. Sie then leaned over and licked him across the lips, followed by a quick kiss on the tip of his nose.

After that the two of them quickly ate their fill, which hardly seemed to put much of a dent in the bag of food. When they were done, the red dragoness used hir tail to push the bag back onto the pile, turning it over to hide the slash on the side. Another sweep of the tail scattered any spilled food. Lastly the dragoness folded the fence back into place and carefully reattached the bolt. There was no sign of what they had done.

The two of them moved back towards the center of the pen, this time not caring about what sound either of them might make. Alan found himself drifting back, watching the red dragoness's hips swaying as sie walked, hir tail swinging upwards, revealing hir pussy and balls. Hir clit was pushing out between hir pussy lips, making for a wonderful target.

The moment the dragoness came to a stop, Alan slipped his head up under the thin tail. He flicked his tongue out across hir clit, making the dragoness yelp and leap in place, coming down in the mud with a wet thump. He let out a deep rumbling laugh, one that the other dragoness joined in on, letting out a few short chirps as sie turned around in the mud.

He moved up to hir, nuzzling under hir chin, then slowly downwards towards hir breasts, the fat nipples standing out prominently on hir chest. His tail twisted around, slipping up between the other dragoness's legs, sliding up to brush his tail tuft along hir slit.

“Ivy Bell, leave the new girl alone. I have plans for hir today," the farmer said from the side of the pen. Alan pulled back and looked towards the large man. He was standing at the gate of the pen, watching the pair of them with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face.

Ivy Bell sat upright and let out a couple of chirps, motioning with one paw around as she spoke, protesting the interruption.

The farmer rolled his eyes as he walked around the cage, picking up a bag of food and throwing it over his shoulder. “Don't worry, sie'll be back soon enough, then you can have your fun," he said with a smirk. The farmer was wearing nothing but a pair of work pants, leaving his muscular chest exposed, the bronzed skin gleaming with a layer of sweat.

He walked over to the food troth, ripping open the top of the bag and pouring it in. The dragonesses quickly swarmed up to the troth, and a few moments later Alan decided to join them, squeezing into the middle of the group. He wasn't really that hungry, but if the farmer had plans from him today, he wanted to be as full as possible.

Alan ate large muzzlefuls of the food as he was pressed tightly between the two dragonesses, their wide flanks pressed up against his own. The smell of sex hung over every one of them, but it was unique to each dragoness, just like they were. The only thing they had in common was the fact that they were all hermaphrodite dragonesses, otherwise they were all very different from each other. Aurora had violet scales, wings and four large breasts. Redwood, on his other side, had brown scales but only two breasts and no wings. Uniquely, sie also had four balls crammed into hir sack.

When compared to all the others, Alan just seemed to have more of

well, almost everything. Four large breasts, each one capped by a thick red nipple, as well as twin cocks, each one bigger than what any of the others were packing. His scales were primarily black, with a white belly and a thick white mane which matched the thick feathering around his paws—though those were covered in mud, matting them down and making them nearly invisible.

He kept his head down in the troth, nose almost in the feed as he listened to the others eating around him. A moment later he felt something brushing along the inside of his legs

well his hind legs, and up towards his crotch. The touch was soft and gentle, probably the tip of a tail.

Alan glanced to both sides, but neither of the dragonesses seemed to be focused on anything other than eating. All the while, the tail kept creeping upwards, teasing over the inside of his thigh and up across the back of his balls before brushing over his new slit. It was hardly much contact at all, but it sent a chill along the length of his body, his female sex becoming wet in moments even as his shafts starting to stir in his sheath.

One of the others let out a deep chuckle, but he couldn't tell who it was, even as the tail slid down to brush against his nether lips, sliding all the way down until it danced over his clit. Another just of pleasure washed through his body, making his tail snap up over his back with the sound like a whip crack, his shafts spilling out as they swelled.

Never in his life had he ever imagined that being turned into a hermaphrodite would feel so damn amazing. His double cocks and new pussy were wired tightly together, so as one grew aroused so did the other. Closing his eyes, Alan pressed his muzzle down into the feed, letting out a tiny groan as the tip of the tail slid back along his pussy lips, gathering a little bit of his growing arousal before pulling away.

“Don't stop," he said, the resulting whinny being muffled by the food pellets.

The tail returned a moment later, sliding back along his slit only to yank away as the farmer called out: “New girl! Front and center!"

Alan blinked in surprise, giving his head a slight shake to clear away some of the growing lust before slowly lifting his head to look across the backs of the others and towards the farmer. He was standing next to the gates of the pen, the same gate that Alan had been pushed through on his first night. Now the farmer was holding it open, inviting him to leave.

Wiggling his hips, he worked his way backwards and out of the pack of dragonesses. Once he was free, he made his way to the gate, finding himself hesitating slightly as he reached the threshold. When he had first arrived, he had wanted nothing more than to get out of the pen, now he wasn't sure he wanted to leave.

The farmer seemed to sense this, giving him a smile that showed his too white teeth and sharply pointed canines. “Don't worry, this is your chance to show me just what you're made of and how much you're going to make me."

That seemed out of character for the farmer. Alan had seen him angry, controlling and dismissive, but he had never been caring. It was an emotion that didn't seem to fit on his face, like he was fighting to keep from glaring all the time. Alan wasn't quite sure how much he should trust the man just yet—there was just something about his face that just seemed off—but he had plans for Alan, plans that would be wasted if something bad happened to him.

Carefully he stepped out of the pen, his paws coming down on the cement. The hard ground felt strange after having spent so much time walking on the mud.

“Good girl," he said, reaching down and hooking a thick leather leash to one of the rings on Alan's collar. He had no idea where the leash had come from, just seemed to suddenly be in the farmer's hands when they had been empty the moment before.

“Time for you to have some fun," he said with a grin, then giving the leash a tug, starting to walk towards the exit of the barn.

Alan followed right after him, not waiting for the leash to pull him along. He found himself walking with a long lopping gate, not yet sure on his new feet. He tried to adjust his steps as he was led out of the barn, which only caused him to trip stepping over the threshold and go snout first into the grass.

Snorting, he pulled himself back up to his feet and shook his head, small bits of grass flying all over the place. Adjusting himself, he tried to brush his breasts off with one paw, but all that did was push the mud around and make them jiggle.

“Typical dragon," the farmer said with a chuckle, waiting for the human turned dragon to get back to his feet.

The walk started out slow as they moved around the barn, past the outdoor pen and towards the other barn across the field. This was the first time Alan had gotten to see the farm by the light of day, and he was surprised to find there were far more than just the pair of barns that he had expected. There were at least a dozen that he could see, each one of them a different size. One of them was absolutely gigantic, big enough to hold pretty much any animal he could conceive of. The only reason he could even get a sense of scale was watching the crows dancing on the roof.

Thankfully, that wasn't where they were going. Instead they were heading back towards what he thought was the same barn he had broken into so long ago. The last time he had been there was after he had snuck in under the cover of night just to play with one of the stallions

now he was one of the farm animals.

As the barn grew closer, he started to realize that he had fallen into a much more natural gate for being a quadruped, and it felt so normal that he hardly had to think about it at all. He just did it. That made him puff up, lifting his head up and thrusting out his chest, and in moments was prancing along next to the farmer. The movement caused his four breasts to wiggle and shake between his legs, while his tail swished out behind him with every step he took.

It was a wonderful feeling, like every part of his new body was working perfectly together. He felt like a show horse, like he was being paraded around to show everyone just how amazing he was. Just the thought of it made him grin, right before he put one paw down on some loose gravel. It caused his paw to side to the side, and with an ungainly yelp he tumbled back to the ground, flipping over to land on his back.

He blinked in surprise as the farmer let out a deep belly laugh. “Don't worry girl. You'll get the hang of it soon enough!"

Alan just snorted, blowing a lock of white hair out of his eyes as he rolled back onto his paws. He wanted to glare at the man, but he was already walking again, so he had to follow. Though this time he didn't walk with as much enthusiasm as before.

They had almost reached the barn, but instead of going towards the door the farmer was taking him towards a large concrete pad that abutted the wall of the barn. Alan couldn't help but notice the large drain sitting in the center of the pad.

Without being told, he climbed up onto the pad, allowing the farmer to remove the leash before stepping away to grab a thick hose that hung from the wall. Closing his eyes, Alan tried to brace himself as the cold water sprayed against his flank, washing away the mud to reveal his scales.

“I'm going to need to give you a name," the farmer mused as he worked the hose over Alan's body. “I can't keep calling you 'new girl', and whatever you used to call yourself doesn't really fit you anymore, now does it?"

Unfortunately, Alan had to agree with the farmer. The man had never asked his name, and it would be strange if he started using it now.

The farmer clicked his tongue against his teeth, walking along the edge of the pad, his boots almost sounding like hooves as they clopped across the cement. He said nothing else as he worked the water over Alan. Soon nearly all the mud had been washed off of him, the only remaining bits being what was matted into the feathering around his ankles.

That seemed to be good enough for the farmer, as he turned off the hose and hung it up back on the wall. “Don't worry, I'll give you a proper name soon enough," he said, quickly hooking the leash back to her collar and giving it a soft tug.

Alan followed along with the farmer, going down the length of the barn to where a pair of large doors stood, one of which was already open. It was dim inside, and it took a few moments for his vision to adjust when they stepped inside, but once it did, he realized that it wasn't the same barn he had started in. That one didn't have a line of milking machines running along the length of one wall.

There was a cow hooked up to almost every machine, but they were quite more impressive than the normal farm animal. Each cow had huge udders swelling out between their hind legs, forcing them apart in order to keep from squeezing them and nearly touching the ground. They were all standing on platforms that allowed the udders to dangle freely under them, allowing the thick teats to be attached to the milking machines. The last stall didn't have a cow in it, but a bull. The bull was a match for the cows, covered in thick muscles with a pair of massive balls that swayed just inches above the ground, each one bigger than the farmer's head. They were matched by a shaft that was peeking out between his forelegs.

Every one of them turned to look at Alan and the farmer as they came in, letting out soft moos as the farmer led Alan down the length of the barn, to a stall near the center of the building. The stall was massive, easily twenty feet wide with overbuilt wooden walls. It looked like it was meant to hold an elephant instead of a horse.

The stall door swung open as they approached, allowing the farmer to walk Alan inside. “Now, you stay here. I'll go get your first playmate," he said with a smirk, unhooking the leash and stepping back out of the stall, the door swinging closed with a thud.

“Playmate?" Alan asked, the word coming out a low rumble that made his tits jiggle. He wasn't sure what the farmer had in mind for him. So far nearly everything the man had done had been odd, but it made some sort of sense after a fashion

and a playmate didn't sound like a bad thing. He was still horny from the teasing earlier, and wouldn't mind a bit of release.

He made a quick circuit of the stall, then walked back over to the door. The walls were nearly seven feet tall, and he didn't think it would have been much of a challenge to get over them if he really wanted. Not that he wanted to get out (it would just piss off the farmer), but he was curious as to who his playmate was going to be, maybe he could sneak a peek?

Satisfied with that logic, he reared back up on his hind legs, which felt extremely odd to him now. His new body wasn't really meant to stand that way anymore. Still, it gave him enough height that he could grab the top of the door with his forepaws, allowing him to lift his head over it and look around the barn.

All of the cows were watching him, the soft humming of the milking machines the only sound coming from their side of the barn. They didn't make any other sound; they were just looking at him with their big eyes, each one a different color ranging from dark blue to gold. Alan looked back at them for a few moments before slowly lowering himself back down into the stall. The moment he did so he could hear them starting to moo again, the sounds coming faster and from all over the barn. It sounded like they were gossiping, and he was fairly sure it was about him.

The strangest part about it was that it didn't seem all that odd to him. He had been a human until just the day before, and three of the other dragonesses had been changed the exact same way as he had been. It wasn't too much of a stretch to guess that most of the other animals on the farm had also been human at one point in time. Though he wasn't too sure why someone would want to be a cow. True, it felt good to be milked

really good. He supposed with just how big the cow's udders were, being milked would have felt amazing.

Alan pondered this for a few moments, then decided that he wouldn't mind trying one of the milking machines someday.

Soon, he heard the sound of the farmer returning, the clopping of his boots on the cement floor being followed by the sound hooves following behind him. As he neared the stall door, Alan could make out the smell of a horse to go along with the sound.

He moved away from the stall door as it once again swung open on its own. The farmer quickly stepped into the stall, a smirk on his face as he led in a mare behind him. The mare was pearly white, with dark dapples across her muzzle and down the sides of her neck, which then turned into ink like splotches across her back and flanks. She was nearly as tall as the farmer, the top of her head almost reaching the top of the stall.

“This is Solar Flair," he said, patting the horse on the side of her muzzle, then removing her bridle. She nuzzled his hand in return, but the moment the straps were off her head, she took a step back away from Alan.

“You're going to breed her," the farmer added, a smirk plastered over his face.

Alan let out a surprised whinny, which was matched by one from the mare. He gave the farmer a look, not sure if he had heard him right.

The farmer chuckled. “Yes, I do mean breed. You're going to fuck her until you get her knocked up, and I got a few more for you to take care of after her. I want to get some hybrids out of you while you're nice and potent. Don't worry, that won't be the only fun you'll get to have. I have so much more planned for you. I've already gotten offers from a number of my best clients; some even want you in person. You're going to be a real money maker for me. If the demand keeps up you might even get your debt paid off in only a year."

“Now, I'll get her ready for you," he said, stepping across the stall to the mare's side and gently turning his head to look at him. He looked intently into her eyes, his own starting to glow with an orange light, which was soon reflected in the mare's. A few moments passed in silence before she let out a low whinny, her tail flicking upwards as a scent unlike anything Alan had ever smelled filled the stall and he couldn't help taking in a deep breath of it.

It was a cloying sweet smell that pressed against the back of his mind, and was so thick he could almost chew it. It wasn't unpleasant, just overwhelming to him, making his head swim, while at the same time causing him to start to get aroused.

“Not quite what you were expecting, is it?" the farmer asked, steping away from the mare's head and walking down the length of her body. “I'm surprised you can hold yourself back from mounting her right now."

Alan narrowed his eyes, watching the man as he reached the rump of the mare, giving the well-muscled ass a slap. Solar Flair responded with a whinny, her tail flicking up again, revealing her pussy. He was only able to see it for the smallest of moments, but it was enough to tell that she was dripping wet, the thick lips quivering in anticipation.

The farmer had somehow put the mare into heat.

He just stared at the pair, not sure what he should do. The mare's scent was growing stronger by the moment, filling his nose and nearly overwhelming every other scent in the barn. It filled his mind with images of fucking the mare, rearing up and shoving his cocks into her and fucking her like she was the only pussy in the world. He could feel his own cunt starting to drip in response as his twin shafts pressed their way out of his sheath.

“Looks like you might need some encouragement," the farmer said, smirking as he slipped his hand down under the mare's tale and dipping his fingers into her eager sex. The mare snorted at the intrusion, rocking back against the digit, trying to force them deeper.

With a pleased chuckle, he pulled his hand free, then turned to Alan. His fingers were glistening with the mare's arousal, drops of it falling from the tips of his black nails as he approached. In moments the farmer was standing in front of him, lifting his wet fingers up to stroke across the tip of Alan's nose.

The scent burrowed its way into his brain and exploded into a shower of sparks and lust. His vision washed out for a moment as the full intensity of her pheromones overwhelmed him. In an instant, both of his impressive shafts were rock hard, slapping up against his belly and the bottom of his lower pair of breasts. Not to be out done, his own cunt started to drip in anticipation, clit throbbing between his pussy lips. His mind was spinning, the lust seeping through his brain, washing away any resistance that he might have had.

As Alan's vision cleared, he found himself looking directly at the mare's shapely ass. Every few moments her tail would flick up, giving him another glimpse of her winking pussy. With the scent of her stilling filling his nose, he started walking towards her. He had spent his whole life wanting to play with horses, and fulfilling that desire was what had gotten into his current situation. A situation that was giving him even more than he could have hoped for.

Licking his lips, he leaned his head forward and slipped his nose under her tail, taking in a deep breath of scent. Lust saturating his mind, causing his own tail to flick in excitement against the stall floor. His twin cocks were throbbing in anticipation of fucking the mare, and his balls felt heavy in his sack. A sack that was becoming soaked with the arousal dripping from his female sex.

The mare looked back at him again, and lifted her tail high, the engorged lips of her pussy quivering as her fat clit throbbed in anticipation. The small nub was pulsing and winking eagerly between the fat lips, even as a thick rivulet of her juices rolled down her cleft to dangle from it.

Alan shoved his nose right up against the mare's sex, rubbing it over her wet lips and allowing her juices to coat his face while his tongue flicked out to taste it. She was as sweet as she smelled, the thick juices sticking to his lips and tongue. He was about to start eating her out when the farmer's hand grabbed his mane and pulled him back.

With a growl, he turned his head glare at the man. He wanted to attack him for having the audacity to pull him away from something as divine as the mare.

“It's useless for me if you don't actually mount her," the farmer said with a chuckle. “So why don't you be a good stud, and get with the fucking?"

To Alan's lust drenched mind, that seemed like the best idea he had ever heard. Rearing back, he brought his paws down onto the small of the mare's back, causing her to let out an eager whinny, her tail flicking up to tease at his breasts. He walked forward along her back until his paws were resting on her shoulders and he was able to nuzzle her ears with his wet muzzle. The tip of his shafts brushed up against the mare's thighs, leaving trails of precum running along her fur.

With a wiggle of his hips, he shifted the position of his shafts, pulling them up between Solar Flair's thick ass cheeks until he felt one brush over her clit and then against her pussy. With a grunt, he gripped tightly on her withers and thrust forward, sinking one of his shafts completely into her tight embrace. At the same moment his other shaft was pushed down between her legs to slide between her teats.

Being buried inside the mare was absolutely incredible. Her cunt was hot, tight and slick with arousal. The tip of his shaft pressing up against the back of her depths, right up against her womb. It was probably the best he had ever felt when fucking someone, and he was just getting started!

He took one of the mare's ears into his mouth, sucking gently on it as he pressed himself down against her back, causing his breasts to spill out on each side of her body. Digging the claws of his feet into the floor of the stall, he started to fuck the mare. Thrusting hard into her, causing their bodies to smack together.

The mare seemed to be enjoying herself, letting out a long whinny and a snort as she rocked back against the thrusting. Her free ear flicked back against his nose while her tail twitched between them, rubbing against his lower belly.

Eagerly, he slammed himself into her, grunting each time he did so, the line of nubs running down the length of his shaft teasing the mare's depths. He found it hard to focus on anything else, just allowing the feeling of mounting the mare to wash over him. If this was what his life was going to be like from then on, he didn't think it was going to be that bad of a fate. He could even get used to it if he really wanted to, and for the moment that was all his lust addled mind wanted to do.

Lost in the growing lust, he hardly noticed when the farmer started to stroke a hand along Alan's ass, giving it a squeeze as the other hand went down to fondle the dragon's balls, rolling the heavy orbs in his sack. Then reached down to grab the unoccupied cock, stroking it a few times and giving it a squeeze.

Then the farmer did something on the collar that was resting around Alan's neck. It caused him to stop in place mid-thrust, his shaft pulled almost completely out of the mare. It was like time itself was frozen for him, and it caused the pleasure he was feeling to start to burn even brighter, growing inside of him with every passing moment.

Solar Flair didn't seem to be enjoying the sudden stop, as she let out a low whinny and tried to force herself back onto his shaft.

“You're only getting half the pleasure from her," the farmer said as he squeezed Alan's shaft again, then grabbed the dragon's hips and pulled him back, causing his other cock to slide free of the mare with a wet slurp, a strand of her juices running between his shaft and her pussy. The farmer's large hands wrapped around both shafts, adjusting them a bit, taking the one that was just in the mare and pressing it against her ass, while his other cock was angled against her sopping cunt.

The farmer reached up and undid whatever he had done with the collar, and suddenly Alan was free to move against. He slammed forward, sinking both of his shafts into the mare at once, her ass opening just as easily for him as her pussy did. The mare let out a shocked cry, throwing her head back and shaking as the cry turned into a high-pitched moan of pleasure, her pussy and ass clenching tightly around both his shafts.

Having both of his shafts in the mare did more than just double his pleasure. It was like his whole body was focused on them as he thrust into her depths, gasping each time he sank into her. The tightness of her twin holes around his cocks was enough to cause the knot at the base of each shaft to start to swell, growing larger with every passing second.

It only took a few more thrusts before Alan found that he couldn't pull himself free of her depths. They were tied together. That did nothing to slow him down, continuing to thrust into her with what little give that he had, his knots pulling against both her entrances, trying to come out, but the fit was too tight. Not that he really wanted to pull out of her! He just kept pounding into the mare's pussy and ass, his own cunt leaking like a faucet, covering the inside of his legs with his own juices and soaking into the feathering around his feet.

Beside them, the farmer chuckled as he ran one hand down the length of Alan's back before turning his attention to his breasts. He started to tease the nipple on the lower breast as he leaned down and sucked the upper teat into his mouth. He teased his tongue over the thick black tit, already nice and firm from Alan's lust.

Clamping his lips around the nipple, the farmer started to suckle on it. It sent a chill through Alan's body, making his tail shake as both his sexes twitched in excitement. It was like the farmer was trying to nurse from him, but unfortunately his nipples were dry, yet it was still an incredibly erotic feeling. If this was how it felt when there was no milk, he couldn't imagine how good it would be when there was.

The farmer kept sucking, now and then gently teasing the flesh of the nipple with the blunt end of his teeth, or tugging at the firm flesh. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, if anything it made Alan desperately wish that he had any milk to give.

Sadly, he only did it for a few moments before pulling away, the nipple coming free with a pop. The farmer shifted his hands to the upper breasts, starting to rub it with both hands at once, squeezing the soft flesh and rubbing the wet nipple between his fingers.

Alan just kept double fucking the mare, slamming into her again and again, causing her to whinny under him. He was just on the edge of cumming, the tight pussy and even tighter ass pulling against the root of both knots, refusing to let him pull free. He was trapped inside of her, yet it wasn't quite enough to push him over the edge. The teasing of his breasts helped, but it still wasn't enough to give him that release.

“Isn't this what you wanted?" the farmer asked, his deep voice rumbling as he leaned up against Alan's ear. “You came to my farm because you had dreamed about having sex with my horses. We both know that Night Star was just the start, that you wanted to fuck every one of my animals. The thought of sucking all of those big horse cocks, of sticking your dick into every mare and cow I have. You were going to take them all, weren't you?"

The farmer was right, Alan had wanted to spend time with every animal that might have been on the farm. The stallion had only been the start, had always been the start, and it was a pity that he couldn't have done more before he was caught. Caught, collard, and turned into one of the farm animals.

Chuckling, the farmer began to tug on Alan's nipples. “And now here you are, with nearly the perfect body to get everything you wanted. You can fuck every animal on my farm, every horse, cow, bull dragon, lion bear and even my elephants. No matter the gender, or the species, they will all be there for you, waiting to be mounted, or to mount you. That's what you really want, isn't it my girl? You want to spend your day fucking my animals, being one of my animals."

Alan let out a growling whinny, shaking his head as he pounded his shafts into the mare. He had no idea how long it had been, how long he had been held just on the edge. It felt like it had been both minutes and hours. He could feel his cum boiling deep inside of him, churning in his balls and leaking from her slit, ready to release, but still holding back.

He shifted his grip on the mare, trying to improve his angle as he fucked her even harder.

The farmer reached out and ran a hand down his neck, running his fingers through the white mane, which was starting to become soaked with sweat. “You're so close too, all you have to do is just give into the urges; into the animal that you've already become. I watched you yesterday, all the fun you had in the barn with the others, just by letting go. You know just how good it feels to be one of my girls, and that's just the start of it. There is so much here for you, and all you have to do is accept that you're no longer a human. You need to stop thinking as a human, seeing yourself as a human. You must embrace the animal that you are, that deep down you've always been."

Alan grunted, screwing his eyes tightly closed as he tried to force himself to cum. He knew once he did, he would be able to clear his head, to be able to see past the haze of lust. To try and see what the truth really was

except that he already knew. He had enjoyed himself with the other dragonesses, and it felt good to fuck and be fucked by them, to be in the middle of the cuddle pile, to play in the mud. All the fun they had together after he had accepted his change, after accepting that he had become a dragon. That he was just another one of the farm animals, didn't he?

The farmer kept stroking along Alan's neck. “You're almost there, I can see it building just behind your eyes. While your new biology will help you make this decision, the choice is yours and will always be yours. Though it will never truly feel right if you don't, but it will be so much more fun for the both of us if you do. The sooner you do, the sooner you can truly enjoy yourself as the animal you are."

Opening his eyes, Alan looked up at the farmer, who was just smiling back at him. He slowed against the mare, his paws relaxing on her shoulders, one slipping down between her forelegs to start stroking across her broad chest. The idea of giving in, to let his life be ruled by the lust that he had been feeling, the lust that was still pent up, trapped behind a damn that was keeping him from coming. Keeping him from taking the mare the way he wanted to take her. The way she wanted to be taken.

Under him, the mare let out a snort of anticipation, her pussy and ass clenching around his twin cocks. It almost sounded like she was begging him to continue.

He wiggled his hips a little, teasing his shafts inside the tight horse. It felt good, it felt so very good, and he wanted to feel more of it. He had always dreamed of getting to play with so many big animals, to please all the big bestial cocks and cunts. There were so many nights that he had jacked himself into a stupor before bed just fantasizing about what it would be like, only to spend the night dreaming about it as well. Maybe he hadn't been one of the animals in those fantasies, but did that really matter? Didn't being one of the animals make it better?

It only took him a moment to realize that the answer was yes, that it had always been yes, and it would always be yes. Letting out a deep rumbling whinny, he started to thrust hard into the mare, not holding anything back as he slammed into her, allowing the lust to wash over him. To fuck her like an animal, because he was an animal.

No, it wasn't because he was an animal. It was because sie was a dragon!

“Good girl," the farmer said, then grabbed the back of Alan's large head, pulling hir down and kissing hir firmly on the lips, his tongue pressing into Alan's muzzle, twisting and teasing around hir own while it somehow pressed in impossibly deep to reach the very back of hir throat.

Hir whole body started to shake, hir back suddenly arching as sie slammed into Solar Flair. The mare twisted under him, throwing her head back and crying out in pleasure as her cunt spasmed around the knotted shaft as she came. It squirted her thick juices out of her pussy, spreading it back against Alan's hips and balls.

Alan's tail flicked down, twisting back until the tufted tip started to brush up against hir own aching pussy, being soaked by hir own arousal as it dripped from hir nether lips. Sie teased the tip over hir pussy and clit, sending one more jolt of pleasure through hir body.

It was finally more than sie could take, the dam finally breaching as the feral lust crashed down over hir. Ripping hir mouth free of the farmer's, sie threw hir head back and let out a roar that echoed like thunder through the barn, then slammed as hard as sie could into the mare and finally started to cum. Both shafts swelled inside the tight mare, then started to blast out twin streams of thick dragon cum, flooding both the mare's holes in a moment. At the same time, sie felt her own cunt clenching tightly before exploding a moment later, squirting back out over hir own tail. Hir whole body shook, back arching even higher as the climax took hir.

Then suddenly sie felt something give, and large wings spread out into the air over hir, even as sie felt horns grow from hir head.

With one last cry, sie collapsed down onto the mare, who's legs held under hir weight. Hir cocks were still twitching, shooting yet more cum as hir new wings sank down to hang over hir sides. Alan's mind was lost in the haze of the lust, soaking in it as hir tail dropped to the ground with a thud.

Alan's mind was spinning, trying to comprehend everything that had just happened to hir. Everything felt right, every part of hir body was perfect and whole. Sie was no longer a human anymore, there was no part of hir that could even be thought of as human.

A smile danced over hir muzzle as sie looked up at the farmer, hir tongue flicking out, licking the tip of hir nose even as sie panted after all the exertion.

The farmer reached out to rub the top of hir muzzle. “You are full of surprises, aren't you?" he asked, reaching up to grasp one of hir horns, teasing it with his thumb. Sie could feel the touch like it was against hir skin, that didn't seem right for a horn, but sie wasn't going to let it bother hir.

He patted the side of hir muzzle and stepped away from hir. “Now, you stay right here, and I'll bring in the next client," he said, quickly heading out of the stall and into the barn.

Alan nodded, letting out a happy chuff as sie glanced down at the mare under hir, still tied tightly to hir cocks. She tilted her head, looking back at hir with one eye, a contented look on her face. Her ears flicked a bit and slowly lowered her head, gently started to nip at the scales on hir forelegs. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, it was just some love bites.

In response, sie nuzzled at Solar Flair's neck, churring contently as hir tail swept in long arcs across the floor of the stall. Sie wiggled hir hips, feeling hir shafts tugging at the mare, but hir knots were showing no sign of going down any time soon. Not that it was a problem, her holes still felt nice around hir cocks; the pussy was warm and moist and the ass was tight.

Letting out a content sigh, Alan started to return the small nips on the mare's neck, which she seemed to like, causing her to let out a whinny that sie swore sounded like 'more'. If this was what it meant to be one of the farmer's dragons, then it wasn't all that bad of a fate. Sie didn't even mind that sie was no longer human, and hir new form just felt better to hir. It really was every one of hir fantasies made flesh. A feeling that remained even as the haze of hir lust started to fade.

Sie wiggled again, trying to get free of the mare, but was still firmly tied to hir. On the other hand, the motions had caused hir newly grown wings to twitch against hir sides. Turning hir head, Alan gave them a close look as sie tried to move them, only causing them to flutter slightly before pulling back against hir flanks. They seemed like nice wings, and looked like they were as impressive as the rest of hir.

A few moments later sie heard the sound of the farmer returning, once more being accompanied by the sound of hooves. This time though, the impact of the hooves seemed heavier, thudding in time with the farmer's boots.

Alan looked back at the stall door, but sie was able to spot the horse over the top of the stall. Where she could only see the very top of the farmer's head, sie could see the horse's head, neck and even glimpses of its shoulders.

The stall door swung open as they approached, allowing the farmer to step inside, the stallion following right after him.

The stallion was huge, his withers were almost taller than the farmer was. Sie had no real sense of scale, but sie guessed he was nearly seven feet tall. His pelt was a woody tan, with a white underbelly and a mane that was nearly black. His unshorn forelocks hung down over his massive hooves, hiding them completely with thick white feather, the hooves themselves the size of dinner plates. He was already dropped from his sheath, his impressiveshaft swaying between his muscular legs.

The most surprising thing about him wasn't his size—though he was the biggest stallion that Alan had ever seen—but the fact that he was wearing glasses. They were custom made to fit the stallion's face, with thick lenses that made his dark blue eyes looking even lager. It didn't take much to guess that he hadn't started out as an equine.

The stallion's eyes went wide as he saw Alan and Solar Flair, his ears twisting forward and nostrils flaring as he took in a deep breath of their mingled lust. Letting out a snort, he turned to look down at the farmer, pawing at the ground with one hoof while motioning towards the pair with his head.

Letting out a laugh, the farmer nodded. “Yes Areion, this is the new girl I want you to break in. If you're up for the job."

Areion looked between Alan and the farmer, then let out a low whicker and a snort while nodding his head. He then leaned in and gave the farmer a quick nuzzle on the cheek before turning his attention back to Alan. The huge stallion slowly approached hir, his tail flicking as his shaft rose up under his belly. Moving around the pair, he lowered his head down until he was nose to nose with Alan, looking hir in the eye.

Being this close allowed Alan to really appreciate just how big this draft horse really was as he towered over hir. He was massively built, with a thick layer of muscles shifting under his pelt with every move he made. Even standing still, he just radiated strength. He was the sort of horse you would see pulling a plow or a huge cart, a horse that working was as natural to him as breathing.

His breath was rolling down over hir muzzle and across hir nose, and Alan couldn't help but take in a deep breath of hir own. The smell of sweat and dirt clung to him, like he had recently been out in the field. Under that was the scent of other horses, both mares and stallions. It was nearly faded, but it still left just the smallest hint of his past conquests.

Alan let out a low whinny, hir claws reaching out towards him even as sie once again tried to pull herself free of the mare.

The stallion let out something that could have been a chuckle as he stepped away from hir, giving his head a little shake. He started walking back around hir, giving hir an unobstructed look at his cock as it slapped against his belly. It was matched with an impressive set of balls. It all seemed properly sized for his body, but considering just how big he was, it was a monster of a dick.

Solar Flair finally seemed to take notice of the stallion, letting out a whinny of her own as he vanished behind them, her pussy starting to moisten once more as it twitched around Alan's cock.

With a loud huff, Areion reared up over Alan, dropping down onto hir back with a thud, his forelegs coming down over hir shoulders and pinning hir wings against her back. The weight of the stallion pressed hir down onto the mare, who managed to keep holding the pair of them. His massive cock was sandwiched between his belly and hir ass, rubbing along the base of hir tail. Sie could already feel precum starting to leak from him.

Grunting, the stallion pulled his hips back, rubbing his cock along hir tail as he did so. He had to adjust himself a couple of times, shuffling his hind legs backwards in order to get his length free. The head slid down between hir ass cheeks, brushing over her ass and then down over the wet lips of hir pussy before nudging up against hir balls, causing hir to let out a growl of surprise.

The stallion shifted his hips, working to adjust his cock as the head poked and prodded at Alan's rump until sie felt the blunt head brush up against hir slit. Areion clearly felt it as well, as he thrust his hips the moment he felt the thick pussy lips on his cock, sinking at least half of his shaft into hir in a single motion.

Alan let out a roar of surprise as the shaft spread hir open, forcing hir own hips to slam forward against the mare under hir. It was one thing to see just how well hung the horse was, but that was nothing like feeling his cock as it pushed its way inside of hir. It felt gigantic, stretching hir pussy wide, while at the same time sinking deep inside of hir. If sie hadn't been currently tied to the mare, sie was certain his shaft would have caused a bulge under hir scales.

Snorting happily, the big stallion shifted his weight, putting more of it on hir back as he bent down to nuzzle at Alan's ear, but otherwise he was perfectly still. Sie could feel his shaft inside of hir, throbbing with the beating of his heart. Sie didn't dare move, even holding hir breath, waiting for him to start to fuck her. The anticipation was killing hir.

Even Solar Flair was feeling it, whickering under Alan and rocking her hips back against hir twin cocks. Her pussy was just as wet as ever, and starting to throb against hir knots.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Areion slowly started to pull back his hips, dragging out his cock, the lips of hir pussy hugging against the wet flesh, trying to pull it back in, but with no hope of holding onto it. He stopped when just the head was just barely inside of hir. It would only take one more twitch, and he would be free.

The stallion licked hir ear, then nuzzled along one of hir new horns. Finally, he let out another snort followed by a deep whinny, and sie was sure he was telling hir to brace hirself.

Alan only had a moment to processes that before he started to fuck hir, his hips crashing into hir ass as he slammed his full length into her cunt, then pulled back a moment later. Each thrust slammed into the dragoness like a crashing wave, forcing hir forward and against the mare, fucking her by proxy. The mare under hir let out a cry of pleasure, and clenched her holes tightly around both of Alan's shafts, squeezing them tightly as the stallion pounded against hir.

Sie tried to press back against the stallion, trying to pleasure him with hir still new pussy while at the same time double fucking the mare. It was a unique experience as hir knots had kept any of hir seed from leaking out of the mare's holes, making it feel very different than when they had started. The mare didn't seem to care in the least, letting out soft whinnies with each thrust into her.

The wet sounds of their fucking were filling the stall, hir pussy was leaking like crazy around the stallion's cock, which caused each thrust to have a wet sound, followed by a wet smack as his balls bounced against hirs. It was matched by the grunting of the three animals as they rutted like mindless beasts.

Yet they were far from mindless, as the stallion started to slightly shift the angle of his thrust, causing his shaft to hit different parts of Alan's cunt each time he hilted himself into hir, the tiny nubs of flesh that lined hir pussy teasing along the stallion's shaft. It was like he was trying to feel out the exact shape of hir using just his dick and made hir let out a low moan of pleasure.

“That's a girl," the farmer said from his place next to the stall door. Sie glanced his way, and was brought up short by what sie saw. The man had opened up the top of his pants, allowing them to fall down from his muscular hips and his crotch. He had his own cock out, and was jacking off with one hand, the foreskin rolling over the fat head with each stroke. It was the largest cock sie had ever seen on a human, and looked as thick as a beer can.

Alan realized that the three of them were all having fun with each other, and the farmer was stuck just watching the show. That wasn't fair to any of them, and it made no sense to let such an impressive shaft go to waste.

Sie let out a snort, locking hir eyes with the farmer, who just gave hir a smile. Lifting one forepaw, sie gave him a come-hither motion with hir finger even as the stallion slowed down slightly.

The farmer smiled and walked towards the trio, his remaining clothing seeming to fall off of him to land in a pile on the floor, revealing the thick hair that covered his legs. His cock bounced with each step he took, swaying from side to side until he was standing right in front of them.

The angle might have been slightly odd, but Alan didn't care. Sie grabbed him by the hip and pulled him even closer, then slurped his cock into hir mouth. He tasted different then sie had expected, maybe it was just because sie was now a dragon, but his dick had more flavor to it than any other human cock sie had gotten the chance to play with. It wasn't a bad flavor, in fact it was really very nice, both salty and meaty at the same time. It really seemed to suit the large man.

The farmer reached down and grabbed hir horns, using them for leverage as he started to fuck Alan's face, while the stallion started to pick up speed in hir pussy. Even the mare got in on the fun, starting to press her body back up against hir twin shafts, squeezing them tightly as she was fucked. For just a few moments it was all about Alan, every bit of pleasure focused onto hir, to bring hir to new heights the likes of which sie had never felt before.

Alan's head was buzzing with pleasure as sie sucked of the farmer, wrapping hir tongue around his shaft to tease it as it slipped between hir lips, even working it under the foreskin to rub against the fat gland. Areion was slamming his cock into hir, the head of his shaft banging on hir cervix even as it started to flair. Solar Flair's pussy was throbbing around hir knot, her ass pulling tight around the other, pulling hir in even tighter to the mare.

It was just pure pleasure, and it was all focused on hir, flowing into hir from all sides, into nearly every hole. Hir own pussy was dripping with hir arousal, soaking the scaled skin of hir balls. Balls which were churning in anticipation of filling the mare once again. With every moment it seemed to rise up in hir, filling hir fuller than sie had ever thought possible, only to do it again and again with each move hir lovers made.

Sie let out a moan around the cock in hir muzzle, trying to tease it while riding the pleasure, but it was just too much for hir. Sie couldn't focus on anything anymore other than just how damn good it felt! They fucked hir, and fucked hir, and all sie could do was let them.

Finally, it was too much for hir, and sie felt hir body start to tense up as hir climax started to boil in hir loins. As if he had been waiting for this, the stallion slammed forward, sinking his whole length into hir pussy, the head of his cock flaring wide. Letting out a whinny, Areion threw his head back and came hard, blasting his seed deep inside of hir. At the same moment the farmer grabbed hir horns and pushed hir until only the head of his shaft was still inside of hir muzzle, cumming a moment later. His seed was strongly bitter, and almost spicy in a way sie didn't have words for, but it seemed like exactly what his cum should have tasted like.

Alan's lust exploded through hir body, washing out from hir cock and pussy to fill every inch of hir. Sie slammed hard into Solar Flair, bracing hirself as sie started to cum as well, hir twin cocks blasting into the mare with another load of cum even as hir pussy sprayed out hir juices around the base of the stallion's fat cock, soaking everything behind hir.

Lastly the mare's pussy pulled tight around hir cock, as she had another climax of her own. Together the four of them: Stallion, dragoness, mare and farmer, all climaxed at the same time, lost in the lusts and riding out the shared orgasm as it shook through them all.

It was almost too much for hir, hir vision graying out slightly at the very height of the climax. Sie wasn't even sure how long it lasted before the farmer pulled free, one last jet of his cum splattering across hir face.

Sie licked hir muzzle clean, even as the stallion worked himself free of hir. He slipped down off hir back, his cock pulling out of hir cunt with a wet popping sound, followed by a rain of cum that gushed from hir gaping cleft. He walked over to the stall door, shaft still swinging under him and a smirk on his muzzle, though he seemed a little unstable on his hooves.

The farmer chuckled and reached out to stroke his hand over the top of Alan's head. “I better get these two cleaned up," he said, touching hir right between hir horns. There was a small snap of static electricity between his fingers and hir mane, and sie found herself sliding backwards out of the mare as the knots finally went down.

Alan dropped down onto hir ass, landing with a wet splat in a puddle of cum. Sie just sat there, blinking a little as the farmer walked back to the stall door, somehow already having put his clothing back on. He shot hir a smile as the door opened, allowing him, Areion and Solar Flair to walk out into the barn. Though the stallion did pause on his way out to give her a wink and a suggestive whinny.

Sie just sat there, leaning back against hir tail to stay upright. Sie was still horny, but for the moment it was cooling down, but hardly enough to go away. It left hir with hir head spinning in the most delightful way. Without even thinking about it, sie reached up with a forepaw and cupped one of hir breasts, starting to kneed at it with hir talons while rolling the nipple between hir digits. It made hir let out a growling sound that could almost have been mistaken for a purr.

With hir free forepaw, sie reached down to grab both of hir cocks, squeezing them together and starting to stroke them in time with hir kneading, hir growling growing deeper as sie did so. It wasn't enough to get hir off, but it did quickly bring the twin shafts back to full attention.

Lifting up one of hir feet, sie wiggled her toes. Alan was just starting to wonder if sie was flexible enough that sie could foot fuck herself when the farmer came back into the stall. He was alone this time, a familiar smirk on his face as he walked up to Alan's side. “You're insatiable, aren't you?"

Sie didn't even have to think about it before letting out a whinny while nodding hir head.

The farmer laughed, reaching up to rub hir between the horns again. “It's going to take a lot of work on your part to earn me what you owe. Still, I bet you're going to be enjoying every moment of it, aren't you?"

Alan thought about that for a few moments, allowing hir paws to drop from hir body while at the same time pressing hir head up against the farmer's hand. If this was what sie could expect from hir time working on the farm, it wouldn't be all that bad. True, sie would miss being able to talk to people, but it didn't seem like there would be much need to talk with all the fucking sie was going to be doing. Sie really didn't know how long it would take hir to pay off the money sie owned the farmer, and at first it had seemed like a horrible thing, but it didn't feel that way now. It was just the way things were, just like the fact sie wasn't a human anymore, sie was just a farm animal.

Sie finally gave him a nod in response. Whatever happened to hir after this, at least sie was going to enjoy it.

“If you knew what was going to happen to you, would you still have snuck into Night Star's stall?" the farmer asked.

Hir nod came with enough force to send hir breasts jiggling across hir chest.

That made him laugh. “That's what I thought," he said, then pulled hir down into a kiss, his tongue slipping easily into hir muzzle to twist and play around with hir's. It still seemed far longer than it should have been, but Alan didn't question it anymore, it was clear that while the farmer looked human, he wore it just like he wore his clothing. Sie didn't know what he really was, but at this point, sie didn't actually care.

His tongue continued to explore hir tonsils as he stroked the sides of hir muzzle. He tasted faintly of red peppers, but without the burning of the spice, and he smelled like a field after a light rain. Hints of water, and dirt underlined by the smell of a long overdue rainfall. Sie knew there was a word for the smell, but at the moment sie couldn't remember what it was.

Finally, the farmer broke the kiss, stepping away with a large smile on his face as his eyes seemed to almost be glowing. “I know exactly what I'm going to call you," he said.

Alan cocked hir head to the side, flicking up an ear and wondering what hir new name was going to be. Alan just didn't feel like a good name for hir, not when sie was a dragon. It was a name to return to when sie was turned back into a human (not that sie was sure sie wanted that anymore), but it wasn't hir name.

“Stormfront," he said, rubbing hir on the tip of her nose.

Sie let out a pleased chuff. Stormfront felt exactly right, like the name had just been waiting to be claimed, and now that it had been spoken aloud it had truly become hir name. It was as much a part of hir as hir cocks or hir wings, and it felt right for it to be there.

Stormfront leaned forward and gave the farmer a quick nuzzle, which he returned before stepping back away from hir.

The farmer placed his hands on his hips, looking hir up and down and nodding his head. “Now that you have a proper name, I have a surprise for you."

Hir ears perked up as sie looked at the farmer, cocking hir head to the side and letting out a whinny. Sie didn't know what other surprise the farmer could have in store, but sie was interested in finding out what it was. Hopefully it would be as fun as everything that had happened to hir.

He pulled out a leash from somewhere sie didn't see, attaching to hir collar. He gave it a slight tug before he started out the now open stall door. Stormfront followed after him, surprised to see all the cows that were staring at them. Sie had forgotten about them during all the fun with the horses, and found hirself grinning at them, hoping they had fun listening to hir getting screwed.

Sie looked back over hir shoulder at the bovines and their huge udders, then lifted up hir tail to give them a good look at hir well fucked cunt, thick rivulets of cum leaking out of hir pussy and rolling down hir balls. Hir hips and tail swayed with each step sie took, while hir new wings bounced over hir back.

As they left the barn, sie heard the cows going back to their gossiping, and from the sound of it, most of them were jealous of hir. That made hir smile even more, almost bouncing along on hir paws as they started towards one of the other barns.

The sun shone down over them as they walked, pleasantly warming hir scales. It made for a relaxing walk as it was a quite a distance to the next barn. As they walked Stormfront tried to count the barns, but every time sie was sure that sie had gotten them all, sie saw even more of them. Sie finally gave up after reaching sixty different barns.

Sie realized that sie had no idea just how big this farm was. When sie had first snuck in it had only been a field, the barn and a farm house. It was nothing like this, the place had to cover miles and sie hadn't seen anything outside of the farm, sie couldn't even hear the sound of the city. The farm wasn't that far outside of town, and close enough that sie should have seen some sign of the outside world.

“What is this place?" sie asked, though the words came out more as a growl followed by a couple of chuffs and a whinny.

Somehow it seemed like the farmer actually understood what sie had said. “This is my personal farm; one I've been tending too for centuries. It's not completely a part of your world, not in the way you understand the concept. There is a little bit of overlap, but that is true for many other realms as well. You are safe here, and will remain so as long as you are part of my farm"

Sie just blinked at him, finding it somewhat unbelievable, while at the same time it sounded perfectly reasonable. The idea that the farm was some sort of trans-dimensional plane just seemed to fit with what little else sie had learned about the man. “Ah," was about all sie could think of saying.

That made the farmer chuckle as they walked between the barns, heading towards an older looking one, the walls made of wood and covered in faded and chipped paint. This door didn't open for the farmer, so he had to stop and give the large door a shove, sliding it opening as if it weighed nothing at all. The smell of old hay and animals washing out over hir, making hir wings twitch. Sie could hear the sound of animals moving inside the barn, but it didn't seem as structured as before. It was like these animals were actually animals.

The farmer gave hir leash a tug as he stepped into the barn. Stormfront followed just behind him, glancing around at the line of stalls. There was something familiar about the place, but sie couldn't quite place it as they came to a stop in front of one of the stalls. Sie could hear the sound of horses moving in the stalls, shifting closer to the doors as hir scent washed over them.

“Since you have been so well behaved today, I have something special for you," the farmer said, pushing open one of the stall doors. Waiting inside was a large draft horse, his pelt was a deep shade of black with just the slightly hint of dark blue. A white splash cut across his forehead, the only color visible in his fur, covering one eye and making it stand out against his pelt.

It took a few moments for Stormfront to recognize the stallion, a smile spreading over hir face as sie realized it was the very same one sie had picked out to have some fun with. The same fun that had gotten hir into this position in the first place.

“Come on Night Star, say hello to Stormfront," the farmer said.

The stallion took a step forward, his nostrils flaring as he took in a deep breath of hir scent. His ears flicked forward as he let out a slight whinny, tilting his head to look hir over as his lip curled up for a few moments. His shaft was quickly spilling out of his sheath, rising up to slap against his belly with a meaty thump.

Stormfront took in a deep breath of the stallion's own scent. It smelled different then it had that night, deeper and richer than before. There was a strong earthy smell to it, a mix dirt and hay, along with the underlying smell of sex that radiated from him. Sie leaned forward, feeling hir twin shafts starting to swell in hir sheath.

“Now, you two have fun, I'll be back in a little bit" the farmer said as he unclipped her leash. Then pulling his hand back, he slapped it hard against hir ass, causing hir to let out a yelp and jump into the stall.

The door closed the moment sie was inside, closing with a thud as the latch slipped into place. Not that sie had any plans to try and get out. This stallion was the reason sie had become what sie was, and it seemed only right to reward him for it.

Walking over to his side, sie reached up and started running hir claws through his mane, something that the horse seemed to enjoy as he let out a happy whinny and leaned into the touch. Where before he had been the biggest horse Stormfront had ever seen, now he was merely large. Part of that came from hir own increased size, but that wasn't the only reason. Areion had been a giant of a stallion, big enough to tower over even Night Star.

“You're still beautiful," sie said, the words coming out as a whinny.

Night Star let out a whinny in return, his tail swaying as he lifted one hoof slightly off the ground and held it there.

Stormfront pulled hir paws away, lowering hirself down until sie could easily see under the stallion's belly. Being this close to him was enough to convince hir that Night Star did out class the giant stallion in one important way, he was the better-hung horse.

Sie started to stroke hir claws along the length of his shaft, feeling it twitching under hir touch. He was already rock hard just from being close to hir, and that fact turned hir on even more. Both of hir own shafts were hard and hir pussy was already starting to drip in anticipation of what they were going to do together.

Leaning in, sie ran hir tongue along the length of the powerful shaft, stretching it out until sie was able to wrap it around the full girth of his cock. He tasted the same and yet different from what sie remembered, hir new tongue able to pick up so many subtle details in his flavor that sie didn't have words for it, sie hadn't needed words for those tastes until just that very moment.

Sie worked hir way up to the head of his cock, the greyish skin turning pitch black over the head, a thin stream of precum dripping from the tip. Stormfront lapped it up, then gave the head of the shaft a quick kiss before opening hir muzzle wide and wrapped hir lips around the tip of the shaft. It was something sie could only have ever dreamed about doing before, but now that sie was a dragoness, it was easy.

Night Star let out a whinny, his forehooves clopping at the ground in excitement, his tail swishing even faster, starting to flick back up against his massive nuts.

Without having to think about it, hir wings pulled down against hir back, holding themselves in place as sie moved under him, reaching up to grasp the base of his shaft as sie started to blow him. Hir head bobbing over the shaft while hir tongue constantly teased and licked at the head, every now and then running right over the opening of his slit, collecting a fresh dollop of precum while teasing him at the same time.

The stallion dropped his head down, beginning to nose at the base of hir tail. He wasn't so much trying to please hir, just get at hir pussy, but that didn't bother her in the least. The touch of his nose against hir scales sent a zap of pleasure right to hir pussy, causing it to start to drip with lust and cum.

Hir tail lifted up over hir back as sie parted hir hind legs, allowing hir scent to wash over him. He seemed to approve as he took in a deep breath, then let out a long rolling whinny as his cock twitched in hir muzzle.

Stormfront kept sucking eagerly at the shaft, while hir claws stroked along the remaining length, meeting at the medial ring. Sie was sure with some practice sie would be able to take the full length down hir throat, but for now sie was happy with as much cock as sie could get. Hir hips and tail wiggling in excitement.

Sie only stopped when sie started to feel the head beginning to flair in hir mouth. Reluctantly, sie pulled back, letting it pop free from her lips. Sie didn't want him getting off just yet, not when there was an even better place for him to cum.

Night Star let out a disappointed huff when sie stopped, giving hir an angry look and letting out a snort.

“Don't worry, I know exactly where you can put that cock of yours," Stormfront said, smirking as sie turned around and presented hir rump to him. Hir tail lifted high over hir back, curling until the tip was almost touching hir neck, at the same times sie lowered her forelegs and spread out her hindlegs, giving him an unobstructed view of all hir holes.

Slowly, sie allowed hir pussy to wink at him, hir clit throbbing against hir pussy lips, even as a thick stream of hir juices dripped off of the nub, inviting the stallion to come and play.

Not needing to be told twice, Night Star reared back, his chest coming down on hir back and pinning hir tail down between them. His cock shifted and probed as he made short humps against her, the head of it skipping and dancing against hir, not quite making it into hir pussy.

Stormfront shifted hirself from side to side, helping the stallion get himself lined up with hir cunt. The moment the head of his shaft pushed against hir wet lips, he thrust forward, sinking himself into hir in one forceful motion, his hips slapping hard against hir back. His shaft felt amazing inside of hir, stretching hir out in ways sie hadn't felt before.

“Oh fuck," sie said, the words hardly understandable even to hirself. Sie didn't care though, sie just closed hir eyes and curled hir talons against the floor, letting them dig into the surface as the stallion went all out fucking her.

Unlike hir last fuck, Night Star didn't really have any sort of concept of moderation. He just started at full power, fucking hir as hard as he could. Each thrust slammed his cock deep inside of hir, balls slapping together every time he hilted himself. Pulling one of hir paws free of the floor, sie reached back and grabbed both of hir shafts, rabidly stroking them together as the stallion continued to pound hir like a jackhammer.

The stallion kept going at hir, pounding at hir with all he was worth. Snorting each time he sank into hir pussy, the head of his shaft hitting the very deepest part of hir cunt. Sie could feel the head starting to flair as he got closer and closer to cumming.

Stormfront stroked hirself faster, eyes tightly closed, hir breasts shaking under hir with each impact. Above hir the horse took in a deep breath and slammed his full length into hir. The head of his cock flared inside of hir a moment before he came, creating a tight fit that blocked any of the cum from getting out as he blasted it into hir.

Sie could feel every blast of his cum, the way his cock twitched each time he shot out a load, the heat of it building up as it flooded hir depths. Sie stroked faster and faster at hir own cocks, finally letting out a cry as sie came as well, thick jets of cum spraying out of both cocks to splatter over the bottom of hir breasts.

Finally, sie just collapsed onto the stall floor, panting heavily as Night Star pulled his shaft free from hir cleft, sending a torrent of cum raining down onto the floor. The stallion sniffed at hir a couple of times, then trotted over to the side of the stall where the feed troth was, happily eating whatever was in it, satisfied by a job well done.

For the moment sie just didn't care, feeling overwhelmed at how much fucking sie had done in the past few hours. Slowly sie curled up on the floor of the stall, head tucked down to press hir muzzle into hir cleavage as sie drifted off into a well-earned nap.

Epilogue

Stormfront felt something nudge the side of hir leg, stirring hir enough to wake from hir nap. Opening one eye sie looked up at the farmer, who was smirking down at hir.

“Enjoy yourself?"

Sie nodded, getting back onto all fours and looking back over the stall. Night Star was standing nearby, the only sign that he was even aware that they were there was the slight twitching of an ear.

The farmer pulled out the leash, moving to attach it to hir collar, but paused moments before making contact, his hand hovering just inches away from hir neck. “You don't really need this leash, do you?"

Sie shook hir head, making hir mane fly in every direction.

“I thought as much," he replied with a smirk, but didn't move to pull the leash away. “You don't need it

but do you want me to leash you anyways?"

The response was to lift hir chin and expose more of the collar to him, but other than that Stormfront didn't make a sound. A moment later sie heard the click of the leash as it was attached to one of the rings on her collar.

“Come on, let's get you back to your barn," he said, giving a slight tug as the stall door opened for them. They walked out together, the farmer humming tunelessly to himself while Stormfront trotted behind him. Sie made sure to add a bit of an extra jiggle to her step to make sure hir four breasts were bouncing all over, while also wiggling hir hips and tail with every step.

The sun was starting to go down behind the distant hills, the light streaking down between the buildings to shine on hir. Sie couldn't help but lift hir head and fan out hir wings, allowing hirself to enjoy the feel of it as it soaked into hir scales. It had been a good day of fucking, and sie was looking forward to the next chance sie would have, and hopefully sie wouldn't just be limited to horses.

As sie trotted across the grass, the wind whipped up, carrying a familiar scent to hir. Taking in a deep breath of it, sie let out a growl of anticipation. It was a wonderful mix of a mare in heat and a randy stallion. It made hir head spin, both hir cocks and pussy starting to get aroused once more. Slowly hir pace slightly, sie rocked hir head from side to side, trying to discover the source of the smell, which was growing stronger the more sie looked for it.

Another gust of wind came up from behind hir, fluttering under hir wings and bringing even more of the lustful scent. At the same time air washed up under hir tail and against hir went pussy, making hir shiver in anticipation.

It was only when the wind started to fade, that Stormfront realized that it was bringing with it hir own musk. The wonderful scent of hir own lust that rolled off of hir crotch, the scent of pure sex on four paws, with a tail raised up in anticipation, cocks hard and ready to fuck anyone who wanted hir. And it was perfect for hir.

After what hardly seemed like any time at all, they were back at the barn sie now called home. The farmer went in through the open door, and started opening up the gate on the fence that surrounded the pen. The other dragonesses were all laying around in the mud.

The farmer unclipped the leash, then gave hir rump a swat. “Go relax for a while, Stormfront. You've earned it."

Six heads rose up at the use of hir new name, the other dragonesses giving their full attention to their newest member as sie stepped into the pen, the gate closing once sie was on the other side of it.

Stormfront started to walk towards the center of the pen, enjoying the feeling of the mud as it squished around hir paws and toes. A moment later Aurora climbed up to hir feet, walking over to Stormfront. The violet dragoness started to sniff at hir, working hir way along Stormfront's back and down under hir tail.

Suddenly sie broke into a barking laugh, leaning back and rubbing hir nose with the back of one paw. “Looks like we have ourselves a horse fucker in the herd!" sie cried out to the others. It was still the same collection of chirps and growls that sie had made before, but now Stormfront could understand the meaning behind them.

Sie took this revelation in stride as the others started to chat with each other about hir, all but Clockwork. The orange dragoness was laying on hir back in the mud, eagerly fingering hirself with one paw, while the other stroked hir dick.

Stormfront turned to look at Aurora, giving hir a toothy smile. “Horses, dragons, humans. I fuck all kinds of things," sie said, looking around the pen, hir eyes settling on Ivy Bell. The red dragoness was standing a few feet away, liking hir lips.

“And we weren't done," sie said with a smirk, then pounced Ivy Bell. The pair of them rolled back over the mud, playfully scrambling for position. In a few short moments sie had the other dragoness pinned to the ground, smirking down at hir.

Without a word, sie leaned down and started to suck at one of Ivy's nipples, getting a muzzle full of milk as sie angled hir twin shafts at the red dragoness, easily sinking hirself into the wet pussy. Fucking hir hard while the others cheered on the newest member of their herd.

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This story was written and copyright 2020 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author, violators will be dealt with by the stallion.