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//Penetrating the stallion at Whitney\PYZsq{}s stables to show him who\PYZsq{}s the boss of this farm
//Farm\PYZgt{}Stables\PYZgt{}Stallion\PYZgt{}[Sodomize] \PYZdq{}Get that donut filled.\PYZdq{} hasCock notTaur

However intoxicating it is to be worshipping such a fine specimen, your mind cannot help but wonder how he would react if you were the one to take charge. You pull away from the equine endowment and straighten up, running a [hand] along its side in the direction of those muscular haunches. The stallion looks at you almost questioningly as you stop stimulating him, letting out a low whinny as your touch passes from one of the fuzzy hips to the leathery taint between them. Your [claws] tease and toy with the soft flesh to see how he responds. The beast shudders, ears flattening slightly, giving a few nervous flicks with his tail before eventually flagging it. The wrinkled, puffy asshole sitting underneath a plump dock looks like it would feel heavenly wrapped about your [cock]. The strong, deliberate clench as you brush your fingers against the ring cements your (and the stallion\PYZsq{}s) interest.

[if (height=\PYZgt{}90) \PYZob{}You position yourself behind the animal, your groin at a perfect height|[if (tailLeg and height=\PYZgt{}75) \PYZob{}You slither up behind the animal and extend your bulk in a fine balancing act, grasping at the fuzzy haunches as you gain height|You look around and, after a brief search, find a crate to stand on, setting you at the right height\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}] to meet the equine backside. You steady yourself on your [feet], [if (wearing armor) \PYZob{}not wasting any time getting naked and simply fishing out your [cockplural]|simply brandishing your exposed [cockplural]] in nervous anticipation. The deviant nature of what you are about to do fills you with [if corruption =\PYZgt{}50 \PYZob{}a thrilling sense of transgression|a mixture of shame and base lust\PYZcb{}]. Your [hips] roll as you begin to grind against the horse\PYZsq{}s rump, the leathery surface of his taint and tailhole providing just enough friction to send a shiver down your spine and cause [eachcock] to jump and swell. The stallion seems to be a little tense, his head low and ears pulled back, but the heavy swinging of the engorged tool below tells you everything you need to know. His tailhole, smeared with precum beginning to ooze out of your member, appears almost pitch black as you continue to prod at it with your tip. It twitches and flexes at every touch, at times winking hard enough to give you a hint of the flesh\PYZhy{}pink interior. Getting a hold of his tail with a [hand] you tug on it, encouraging the stallion to inch back towards you. The mounting pressure has the donut flatten against your [cock] before it finally yields.

[if cock diameter=\PYZgt{}3.5 \PYZob{}His muscular donut desperately struggles to squeeze down on the oversized invader, clearly unaccustomed to such sizable insertion|His pliant hole rhythmically squeezes down on your endowment in a snug grip\PYZcb{}], forcing out a low, breathy whine out of the stallion as you sodomize him. His backside is warm and oddly roomy, but the star of the show is most definitely the convulsing ring of muscle around your [cock]. It moves in a perversely pulsating motion, almost pushing you out as it opens up like some kind of a flower then clamping down on and pulling you in. Thus it inadvertently swallows you up, the stallion huffing and snorting loudly, [if cock length=\PYZgt{}24 \PYZob{}although even a horse\PYZsq{}s substantial frame is not enough to fully contain your monstrous tool, encountering squishy resistance somewhere deep in the horse\PYZsq{}s gut that prevents you from fully bottoming out|forcing you to balance on your [feet] when you suddenly find your groin caressed by the rhythmic squeezing of the donut as it swallows your length whole\PYZcb{}]. [if (multicock) \PYZob{}Your other [if (cocks\PYZgt{}2) \PYZob{}pricks settle|prick settles\PYZcb{}] atop the stallion\PYZsq{}s rump, throbbing vainly in the warm air and painting his coat with a steady drooling of precum.\PYZcb{}]

The sudden embrace by a feral asshole is enough to make your [chest] heave [if (hasvagina) \PYZob{}and [vagina] absently clench and drool from growing arousal\PYZcb{}], head swimming with pleasure before you get your faculties back and begin to rut. Using the tail like a handle, you roll your [hips] and stuff the stallion in earnest, thrusting awkwardly at first before getting into the rhythm. Your partner is not completely passive either, snorting and pushing back against you to envelop your [cock] once more. [if (hasballs) \PYZob{}Your [ballsfull] churn and tingle, impacting the stallion\PYZsq{}s taint with every thrust and causing a dull clapping noise to ring out down below.\PYZcb{}]

The experience is heightened by the sight of that plump ring greedily clinging to your [cock] whenever you pull back. The ridden beast squirms and digs at the ground with a hoof together with the occasional whinny or whine, especially loud when your thrusts seem to prod at his prostate with enough force to make that neglected horsecock jump and wetly slap against his belly. 

One too many prods to that sensitive spot is enough to send him bucking [if (height=\PYZgt{}90) \PYZob{}and nearly knocking you off your feet|and nearly knocking you off of the box you are balancing on\PYZcb{}], whinnying, and proceeding to audibly paint the ground with musky equine seed. His anus clenches painfully tight around you as he cums, convulsing in time with each spurt. Not long after, you feel your own [cockplural] swell [if (hasballs) \PYZob{}and your [balls] draw up tight\PYZcb{}] so you yank on the beast\PYZsq{}s tail to bury yourself deep within moments before the inevitable. Your pleasured groans add to the fleshy cacophony filling the stable and you blow your load inside the stallion, [if (cum volume \PYZgt{} 1000) \PYZob{}quickly filling his gut with your release and well past the passage\PYZsq{}s limits. With nowhere else to go it flows back, squirting out around the stretched donut with a loud squelch and painting the surrounding haunches white|filling its backside with spurt after spurt of hot seed, the snug fit of its ring around your [onecock] keeping it from making a mess\PYZcb{}]. [if (multicock) \PYZob{}Your other [if (cocks\PYZgt{}2) \PYZob{}members spray|member sprays\PYZcb{}] wildly into the air, ropes landing on the stallion to plaster his back and mane in a gooey coat of steaming release.\PYZcb{}] 

The stallion squirms and whinnies as you treat him like a mare, his head craning down to futilely try to prod at the neglected, rapidly softening\PYZhy{}horsecock. You, meanwhile, bask in the bliss of this deviant act, before slowly pulling out of the well\PYZhy{}used equine backdoor. [if cock diameter=\PYZgt{}3.5 \PYZob{}Your slab of meat leaves the normally flexible muscle stretched and gaping, the usually pink inner walls a paler shade from the seed coating them. You watch it wink and try to close up even as release quickly begins oozing out, leaving an off\PYZhy{}white trail all the way down to its leathery sack|The well\PYZhy{}used tailhole winks several times, flashing its pink insides at you. It manages to tighten most of the way back up, only a couple of drops of your release clinging to the wrinkly ring like morning dew\PYZcb{}]. 
 
You take a moment to compose yourself and clean up to the best of your abilities, giving the stallion a gentle pat on the side. He looks back at you with an inscrutable expression and gives your [hand] a sheepish lick, his tail flicking a couple of times. You leave with the fuzzy feeling of having made a most unusual friend.
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