A Mare's Tale Chapter 1
Victor is a magnificent chestnut shire with glorious white feather, white blaze on his nose ending at his muzzle with lovely pink soft nose and soft, thick mobile lips.
Wrecking the Rabbit Hole 2
The shire horse seemed to beckon for him in his mind's eye, and the rabbit groaned. his hole clenched hard, the urges back there begging him to go back and get fucked by that hard-flaring cock once more.
Wrecking the Rabbit Hole 1
Before he could cover himself, the shire horse grabbed him by the wrists, pulling them overhead so that it couldn't be hidden.
The Rebellion at Vraford
The constable groaned as if his intestines were being rearranged within his body while he leaned against his shire's side for stability.
Councillor - Fate of the Herd Chapter 2
It should be impossible, and yet i had no reason to doubt her, and one time when we mated, i had felt him too, a beautiful colt, a shire like us, with white feathering on chestnut fur and eyes of grey flecked with gold like my sister.
Whatever He Wants #1
Even with all those terrible rumors about the big shire stallion the baker seemed to like him. always making sure to have something warm waiting after he finished his day to bring home. "kal!"
Business Manager in a Barn Chapter 07
He wanted to combine the traits of clydesdales, shires and percherons to create a muscular, sturdy breed. but what he also wanted, was beauty.
Little Drummer Dog (10)
At 8:30 a single spotlight shines down onto the stage where a podium stands, behind the podium stands a huge shire horse.
Late Night Visit (Part 2)
We left off with tim, a shire stallion immersed in his pet named lissy, a vixen foxtaur he... we left off with tim, a shire stallion immersed in his pet named lissy, a vixen foxtaur herm who was becoming more and more entertaining for him.
New Forms
They're certainly not a shire like me, that's for sure. _wait, **he** is not a shire._ when my inquisitive gaze reaches the stranger's hindquarters their gender becomes blindingly obvious.
Zandaro vs The Lads
A few groans, pitiful and weak, echoed from the shire, who's incredible cock and deflated sac now controlled a good proportion of his total body weight.
Wereness 8. The Visitor
You reach further and soon your eyes open, looking up at a familiar shire horse head looking down at you and displaying that grin that can only be managed in his hani form.