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Sweltering Texan heat bore down on the sprawling estate of Wellspring Ranch as the air conditioned offroad AMG kicked up the settled ground of the driveway. The stocky vehicle stopped in front of the centrepiece of the massive property, a well maintained wooden ranch house that looked to have been standing for a century. The unmistakably American-ness of the low roofed building was, if not for the twin flags mounted outside the ranch house's door, the most obvious clue to what country and state the home was found in. That, and its ludicrous size. It seemed the saying of everything being bigger in Texas applied even to it's architecture!
Having reached its destination, the driver's door swung open and a few moment later the car's sole occupant got out under the sky, which today was as clear and blue as the ocean, though the day was nowhere near as cool. Emerging into the heat was none other than Lucia Rosario, The world famous plus sized fashion model. She'd received a collaboration email from a representative of the ranch at the dead of night, and since she was in the area she had decided to take the hours drive south of Dallas into the middle of nowhere to meet with these people and see what they wanted. Thinking of anything the owners of a ranch could offer a woman of her immense wealth and connections that would be worthwhile was a hefty task for Lucia, so she fully expected this to be some kind of scheme to expose the powerful woman as a midwit willing to associate with any old interested party, making her the naïve fool in front of a throng of hidden cameras. It wouldn't have been the first time. Nevertheless, she had certainly dressed accordingly: a white gallon hat covered the top of her head to protect her from the worst of the sun, and she was wearing a plain white crop top that contained her D cups modestly, only showing a sliver of her significant cleavage. Combined with her tasselled vest, the outfit left her bronze arms and slim abdomen fully exposed to the 37 degree heat. Her blue denim jeans struggled to contain the model's most eye catching and world renowned feature - her completely preposterous ass! Each cheek stretched the pitiable (or enviable) pair of XXXL jeans beyond it's generous limit, making Lucia appear the platonic ideal of a P shaped figure. The large butt was bearable, but it was the woman's legs and hips that made clothes much more challenging, and her figure much more striking. Her thighs were stuffed with fat, bulking them out to a size that no other woman on the planet could achieve, but one many certainly envied. These thunder thighs creating legs that had been blessed with thickness but were also carefully toned, visibly cared for with a strict exercise regimen. Paired with a set of hips wider than most single doorways in the world and Lucia had a figure that was ludicrously bottom heavy, a fact only exacerbated by her 166 cm height. She could barely sit down on chairs without hearing them creak, and stools were entirely out of the question! She had vivid memories of hearing weak seating snap from right beneath her during events all throughout her adult life, but she was beyond feeling ashamed of being the cause of minor property damage. She had learned to embrace her curves over the years. After all, her body was the reason she was one of the most successful models in the world! And besides, she was a victim if a venue failed to accommodate for plus sized girls like her!
"Though it would be nice if everything was just a little bigger…" She muttered to herself as she came up to the door, reflexively checking if she could fit through it. Incredibly, she could! Though just barely. "Actually, Maybe not." she stifled the disappointment she felt every time she settled on the answer.
The dark wooden door had a silver knocker in the image of a horseshoe. Lucia used reached out to it, slamming the metal against the solid wood four times. Despite the sound ringing out all around her and doubtlessly inside, nobody came to open the door, leaving her to bake in the increasingly uncomfortable heat. Idly she shifted her hips from side to side on beat to a track she'd been listening to as she pulled in while she waited and reached down to adjust her white cowboy boots out of that same boredom.
A minute of mind numbing waiting later, she noticed a smell drifting in on the lazy wind. It seized her curiosity immediately and she quickly abandoned the door to go search for the source.
After a few minutes of walking down the winding stone paths of the surprisingly empty compound Lucia had located what she believed to be the source of the deeply enjoyable scent: a stable. "This is the smell of livestock? but no animal I've met before has ever reeked like this… Will the owners mind if I see what's going on?"
Seeing as she'd been invited here, she couldn't see the harm in exploring a little more, and entered the stables.
Her footsteps echoed on the stone floor of the dark building as she mindlessly followed the increasingly pungent scent. The only lights came from fixtures in each of the large stalls, which were all empty. All except for one. From one of the stalls furthest from the entrance came whinnying, and the sound of pacing on a hard surface.
Lucia thought she heard stress in the poor animal's cries.
She ran over to the occupied stable unable to bear hearing an animal in pain, sending her ass wobbling even in its tight confines. Paying no mind to the falling oxygen level in the air around her and not noticing the visible yellowish fog wafting over the top of the stable gate, she charged in, revealing the culprit behind her curiosity.
A horse.
But not just "a" horse.
He was so much more than a regular horse.
A tremendously large sable stallion stood in the centre of the stable. His coat and hair were the colour of steel and shimmered along his bulging, corded muscles like liquid mercury, which only made him more imposing. Lucia genuinely mistook the horse to be a statue at first, no natural flesh and blood animal could be as large as the 2 and a half metre tall mountain looking down at her. Only when the beast sent a blast of hot air from its black nose straight into the bewildered woman's face, blowing her hat off her head with the equivalent wind speed of a typhoon, did she accept the fact she was in the presence of a real animal.
"If you've just ruined my hair by getting snot in it, I'm turning you into glue!"
The bravery Lucia had to threaten an animal magnitudes more powerful than her simmered down into curiosity as she inhaled even more concentrated doses of the noxious scent. She could practically taste it now, as if the source was rammed down her throat. Lucia inspected the horse, paying close attention to the thing's flawlessly maintained mouth and smooth, immaculate mane and surmised that there was nothing wrong with the horse for such a rancid smell to be coming from it. That was until she looked down below the horse's undercarriage, and the answer finally slid into place in her head. Of course…
"Oh my GOD! That can't be a real dick! It's too big even for a horse!"
The dick in question was mind bogglingly huge, larger than any she'd seen on human men. In fact, it dwarfed people she'd met! Lucia couldn't even speculate as to its exact dimensions, but she knew one thing absolutely - the pink behemoth was longer than she was TALL!
"And the smell, Uff! It's so much stronger up close! I'm going to be sick!"
Of course, only when Lucia finally discovered the source of the smell did start telling herself to stop liking it so much. The smell wafted from the beast's cock, but it came much more strongly from the two medicine ball sized testes behind it. They were covered in leathery black skin and hung pendulous to the floor, where they sat gurgling and pulsing, the sheer volume of cum within trapping this glorious steed in place.
"You need to be better cared for mister! I'm going to be having words with your owners when I find them!" She exclaimed aloud, unsure how to interpret the whinny that the horse let out in response. All in all, she was taking this whole affair quite well. No doubt because her reason was already clouding over due to a certain equine fog…
"Oh, poor thing, you look so frustrated… Well, I suppose a small look couldn't hurt…"
Moving out of that same curiosity, Lucia got down on all fours and crawled underneath the horse's huge body, disturbing and breathing in the thick cloud of musk until her face was just a few centimetres away from the freakish appendage, close enough to map the capillaries and gnarled veins that ran across the engorged length.
What happened next was more unfortunate than deliberate. The horse's penis unintentionally flexed, causing it and Lucia's glossy, rose coloured lips to meet for less than a second. But a second was that was all it took for her to taste the musky cock and be damned to an addiction to the one a kind tang of pent up equine dick for life.
Lucia's eyes widened in shock, her brain baffled as to what had even happened. Then as she truly understood the sensation on her lips she moaned in ecstasy. Immediately the crotch and inner legs of her jeans were soaked as she started squirting, her pussy desperately making its arousal known. The taste was like nothing she'd ever felt before, and was infinitely more pleasurable than any food or drink she had ever consumed, even the weed she'd smoked on occasion during other trips around the globe. Every last one of her neurons was firing, sending dopamine cascading through her system and brain, which gave the unilateral order to overwhelm Lucia with a tidal wave of endorphins! She had been exposed to cock in its most pure, unrestrained form for less than a second, and all she wanted was more.
All of Lucia's ethical reservations were immediately pushed out of her mind in favour of fuelling her newfound addiction. She threw herself at the cock and mashed her face into the rock hard pillar of flesh, instantly overwhelming her olfactory senses with brain-curdling levels of cockstink!
"Holy SHIT! SNIIIIFFF You taste so so so so sooooooo incredible! SLUUUUURP! Ambrosia must taste like spit compared to horse cock!"
Lucia was running her tongue along the horse's length, eager to lap up as much of her new favourite flavour as possible. In that moment, there was nothing that could happen that would stop Lucia from sampling the taste. The stables could literally be burning around her and she would still be on her knees underneath this horse, slobbering over his dick and breathing in his musk. In just a few seconds her priorities in life had shifted entirely to making sure she kept her mouth on the beastly cock in front of her!
As she licked, slurped, swallowed and huffed more and more of the horse's pheromones she started to get light headed, and her mind began to drift as her body continued to worship of its own accord. No coherent image came, just the thrusting of an endlessly hard and hot pink rod into supple, shiny bronze flesh perfectly moulded to take every last bit of the godly length…
NEIIIIIIGH!
Lucia was instantly snapped out of her reverie, only to discover that the cock in front of her had disappeared!
"Huh, wha… no… come back! I need you!"
Genuinely saddened, Lucia frantically looked around, trying to find the monstrous marebreaker she was so eager to keep slurping on like was the world's most deliciously lewd lollipop. Only when she failed to find her treat did she notice something huge and hot pressing into her backside. She looked over her shoulder to see that the stallion had positioned itself to plunge his overgrown fuckpole right into her sopping wet cunt! The beast was familiar with the scent of a mare's arousal and detected it through her stained clothes, and decided to take action. The message was clear: Lucia was going to be bred!
"W-Wait just a second big guy! I can't take all this, that's impossible! Just move back and we can- HRLK!
But it was no use. Lucia may not have consciously wanted this, but that fact did nothing to change the inevitable. The horse chose to to ignore the panicked appeals of the bitch underneath him, as well as the fact she was wearing clothes, and thrust forward, sending a flare as wide as Lucia's hips towards her blubbery, jean covered backside. The soaking material offered no resistance as the cock pummelled straight through it as if it weren't even there! Though it seemed that in the very last moment, the horse had missed it's target! Instead of annihilating her pussy, the 2 metre long godbreaker had changed course and parted the great balloons of ass-flesh, flying straight into Lucia's pinhole of an asshole! Not only that, but it was warping her insides, literally rearranging her guts around the invader until…
"Ohhhhhh!!!!!!! You're in my stomach alreadyyyy~ keep going! Ruin me, fuck me so hard human dick won't ever fit inside me anymoreeeeee! Gape my insides wide with your superior cock! it feels so right that you're inside me like this~ we were meant to be <3 I love you, you glorious fucking stud, so be a good boy for me and go deeper!"
Lucia's fear had evaporated the moment the first centimetre of cock breached her, but now as the insane obelisk of flesh made it's way through her stomach and used the organ as nothing more than a fleshlight she felt nothing but electrifying pleasure coursing, molten, through her, causing her to scream out in delight. It had taken all of her will to deliver that declaration of love, speared on horse dick as she was, and she only lost more higher brain function as greater amounts of dick was crammed into her body. Her bones should have broken, her organs should have ruptured, but she couldn't even feel anything resembling pain as her torso was stretched out, her body repurposing itself in real time to accommodate for invasive equine lengths! It only took a few more seconds for the cock to convert her oesophagus into a hole wide enough to handle the immensity of the cock rampaging through her.
"I can feel you in my neck beloved~♡! Just a little more now until my mouth, you can do that, right? Of course you can you stallion, you've got miles of cock left, so go on! Deeper, DEEPER!"
Lucia's voice rang out loudly, hoarse and desperate with lust. There was nothing more in the world she wanted than to become an ornament on the cock of the divine animal she was being reshaped by! Well, other than to taste the very thing bringing about her apotheosis of course! And as the bulge rose from her neck to her mouth she got her wish, along with the cracking sound of her jaw rearranging, forced open by the inhuman fleshy girder now emerging out her body and into view! It tasted godly, even better than when she had been foolishly trying to lick it just a minute ago. her mouth was saturated with the delightful taste, which when paired with the sight of her lover's flared cockhead emerging from her mouth was too much for her mind to handle!
"HNNNNNNNGHH!"
Lucia's whole body tensed from an IQ draining orgasm that unleashed a firework of pleasure into her brain. Her legs spasmed uselessly against the stone floor as she came so hard the pressure tore through her soaked jeans, leaving her neglected pussy to release a waterfall of clear, water-like fluid onto the ground beneath her.
"I can't stop cumminnnnnghhh! I don't even know his name but I need this so fucking much I need more of him in meeeee💓 " Lucia thought, her cock greed taking over entirely.
Satisfied with the progress they had made so far, and unconcerned with the fact that he had missed his target, the horse decided he had had enough of taking things slowly and began to really shift into motion.
"Why are you pulling out my love? Am I not tight enough? I'm sorry for failing y-OUUGH!"
Lucia's mental lamentations were cut short as the horse thrust forward once again, pushing the remaining 40 centimetres of cock into her body! In just two small thrusts the stud was now balls deep in the fashion idol turned relief toy, his huge and veiny black cumtanks slapped against her sweat covered caramel wobble wagon, sending ripples across the surface of her dough like assflesh. Lucia couldn't register the fact that there wasn't a centimetre of horsecock that hadn't passed through her as her brain was rapidly cooking in a soup of pheromones and an endless chain of mind killing orgasms which only intensified as the horse picked up speed!
Buckets of makeup ruining tears ran down from Lucia's eyes as the slow, deliberate movements became a rutting blur as the horse finally realised that the new pleasure sleeve was ready to be broken in. Cock longer than the woman it was lodged in was tall began to violently pummel Lucia internal organs, sparking even more pleasure in her as her entire body was used as one warm, tight hole for something that should never have been able to fit inside her without tearing her apart.
Everything the woman was doing here was unforgivably wrong. If some poor farmhand caught her on her knees stuffed full of horse cock and screaming for more then her entire career would be finished in an instant. But she didn't care. In the face of this cock her career didn't matter. She'd gladly give up years of hard work, fame and a carefully cultivated image if it meant she could spend just another second of her life getting cored out by this godly stud!
Speaking of, the horse's hyperactive nuts were moving so fast they slapped against Lucia's crotch and taught abdomen, flattening and crushing her labia underneath two massive musky containers of horse semen. Her snatch squirted all over them like it was desperate to wash away the smell of the pent up animal, but if that was the intent then it was to no success. The horse's balls seemed to reek more afterwards, having mixed with the odour of her pussy fluids to create a new, headier coating.
GROOOOOOOWL!
Deep rumbling came from the animal's nuts, and his thrusts became even more wild.
"Hehe- You're close big boy, I can feel it 💕❤️ all that stinky chunky horsie cum must wanna impregnate me sooo bad~ such a shame all this grade A fuckbutter is going to be shot out into the air, but I promise I'll gobble it all up once we're done! <3"
Lucia began trying to work her body in rhythm with the horse's thrusts to make the inevitable come faster. She wanted to wring every last drop of delicious cream out of her master's nuts, his relief was all that mattered!
Even with the horse approaching the edge it still took him a few minutes to finally reach his point of no return. As his balls seized up and his cock tensed, expanding another few centimetres, Lucia knew it was time. She could feel cum flowing up the equine fuckpillar, and its agonizingly slow pace made every second pass like an eternity. Right before a torrent of seed could be unleashed from the head of the pink obelisk, he pulled a portion of his length back into Lucia's tight onahole of a body with an ease that could have only come from training, leaving only his torso thick head in her throat.
SPLUUUUUUUUUURT!
Emerging with the velocity of a bullet train, pure white and tar thick cum shot out of the horse's urethra, which was gaping so wide a person's head could have been shoved down it! Cum immediately began flowing down Lucia's throat, working down her repurposed oesophagus. At the same time cum flooded her mouth and twin white jets streamed from her nose as she barely managed to keep her mouth shut, a bulwark against willingly losing any of the hot slurry. The fluid was akin to lava and set her tastebuds on fire! There was nothing like it, not even the taste of the horse's musky cock could compare! That had merely been a prelude to this utter delicacy, something to make sure she didn't completely break when exposed to the unparalleled tastiness of the scalding hot equine balljelly. Her eyes rolled back into her head, overwhelmed by the electrifying sensastions and tastes that soared her pleasure to new heights.
The horse's nuts contracted as he pumped more and more cum into his slut, his orgasm far from over. In no more than a few seconds the tight skin of her stomach had become so impossibly swollen full of horse jizz even the taught imprint of horsecock in her abdomen was gone, replaced by her stomach grazing the floor, and was only growing bigger with each passing moment! The tiny pockets of space unoccupied by dick were being rapidly filled instead by horse cum, much to her fractured mind's delight. She only had the dwindling brainpower to form a single thought, more of a concept. She didn't risk speaking it only to lose more cum.
"MORE!"
Lucky for Lucia, her master was happy to oblige.
The horse's output was endless. Minute after minute passed as he continued to offload his backlog of burning ballbrew, packing Lucia ever fuller with the continuous stream of hyper potent horse spunk. Only when her stomach was large enough to support her body like a mattress did his orgasm start to falter.
After a climax that felt like it lasted hours to both the horse and the fleshlight underneath it, the stream of horse cum finally abated. Letting out a satisfied whinny, the stud began to pull out of the barely conscious and mentally fried woman.
Lucia was moaning incoherent nothings on the floor, too full of seed and cock and far too exhausted to do anything else.
The horse's flare came out with a squelching POP! And a river of cum followed from her ruined cavern of an asshole that was now big enough for a person to crawl through! Cum flowed down her legs to pool and mix with the rest of the sexual excretions that had been released. Even as litres of cum vacated Lucia's gaping asshole her obscene cumgut didn't deflate at all, there was simply too much cum inside her for these few litres to make a visible difference!
His behemoth of a cock still hard, the horse was about to reinsert itself into his new toy until a sharp whistle came from outside the stable, and he immediately moved a few paces back, removing himself and his cock from the vicinity of the cumdump.
Brought out of her stupor by the sound, Lucia saw a figure standing right outside the stable, and her stomach dropped so far down into her body she thought it might fall out her ass.
Fuck.
Lucia opened her mouth to begin trying to explain herself, but cum shot from her mouth like a geyser instead of words. As she retched evidence of what had happened out onto the floor the figure stepped into the light, unfazed by both the sight and smell in front of it.
"Hey Luci!"
"Ophelia?…What are you doing here? W-what happened to you?"
If not for the familiar and jubilant voice cutting through Lucia's coughing, she would not have recognised the bodily features of the woman towering over her prone form. Ophelia, a model like herself, hadn't been seen publicly or privately for a few months and the reason why was clear as day. She had been completely and utterly transformed! Her paper white body was almost fully on display, save for a surely custom made golden bikini, the top of which was fighting within an inch of it's life to maintain the last shreds of dignity of the stupidly large breasts the woman had gained since their last meeting. The firm, teardrop shaped mammaries reached her navel, and if she wished she would have been able to crush pumpkins underneath them! It was a miracle she could look over her 190cm bust, but her peripheral vision was still massively impaired by the fat, sloshing milk-tanks. Undoubtedly she sported the largest pair of tits ever supported on a human frame, though they were more like boulders than breasts! Though, the woman did not seem to see them as a hindrance. Quite the contrary, her graceful and patient movements as she approached suggested that she was perfectly happy to be the owner of such obscene endowments. The easy content-ness on the angular face of the ginger supermodel made this even more clear. Her unnaturally full lips were upturned in a bemused smirk, the kind you would give a dog after teaching it a new trick, and her jade eyes glistened with a lustful delight upon seeing her colleague in such a state. Something was lurking within them, but whatever it was, it was well contained.
Her lower body hadn't been spared whatever procedure she'd undertaken to grow her tits to such monstrous proportions. Her hips were wider than the area between each of her shoulders and they jutted out to support an ass that left Lucia's bodacious bronze butt spluttering in the dust! Each flawless ass-cheek was twice the size of Lucia's ludicrous behind and then some, and could have housed a person curled up with plenty of room for them to rock around in! Her bare thighs were literal tree trunks of invitingly soft flesh and were multiple times thicker than the torso of the woman they were attached to. Needless to say, this body wasn't one of traditional beauty. Every sway, ripple and wobble reminded any enthralled onlooker that the woman had accepted a higher calling and sacrificed her career as a model to become an avatar of curvaceous excess.
"I see you've had some fun with Hesse. I'm sorry about his… hot-bloodedness. He tends to get a bit mischievous if he thinks he's being ignored. How are you my darling, hmm? Did someone just want some attention?"
Ophelia sidestepped Lucia's question entirely, wanting to dote on the horse -Hesse- instead of concern herself the panting woman beneath him.
When he didn't respond, Ophelia squatted down in front of Lucia with a cacophony of flesh slapping on flesh, reflexively moving her knees to expose her thong clad pussy. She cupped her hands into the steaming pool of Hesse's progeny Lucia had just expelled and filled them with the hot liquid, eyes sparkling as she did so.
"Thanks for sharing babe!" She said, before drinking deeply from her hands, enthusiastically gulping down her handful of cum, not caring a small portion of it was escaping from her hand to find refuge in her bust.
"Mmmmh~ No wonder you've been so rowdy Hesse, this tastes like it's been brewing in you for about… 4 days? Tsk, far too long for a stud like you. You've got a lot left in the tank if you're still hard like that though…"
Ophelia reached for another helping of his protein dense swimmers as she shamelessly chewed and gulped down the first.
"Shove his cock inside me, let him tear up my guts with his perfect dick again! I can't get enough of his smell, of his cum, of his EVERYTHING! Hesse, break me completely I beg you! Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease-" Lucia's appeal was spurred on by a blazing fire reappearing in her loins as soon as she heard that Hesse was yet to go soft.
"Hey now, hold up a sec. You'll pop if you go too far with him now," Ophelia interrupted, pausing to greedily down a third serving. "Take it easy for a bit hon, there's something I want to talk to you about."
"If I listen can Hesse fuck me more? Give me to him, PLEASE!"
The desperate begging drew out a smile from Ophelia that she fought hard to hide.
"Hesse left that good an impression on you? My my~ Well, that's part of what I'd like to discuss. To keep it simple, I run this ranch, but I'm quite… selective, so we only keep stallions here. In fact, female horses aren't even allowed in a 3 mile radius around here! But here's the interesting part -" Ophelia leaned close to Lucia's ear, as if to reveal a close secret, her cum tainted breath caressing Lucia's cheek. "Our stallions aren't bred with mares! Women come -or are summoned- from allll across the globe to become the breeding partners of these poor lonely boys, who'll knock up the lucky ladies instead!"
Her eyes glazed over and she shuddered, the light spasms sending her soft body jiggling as she relived fond memories.
"GOD! I miss being full of foals~ Anyway! That's where you come in! We usually don't let the mares-to-be…spend time… with their husbands before agreeing to a formal position, but there ain't nothing wrong with taking some initiative! That only leaves me with one question to ask though."
Ophelia looked deep into Lucia's eyes and in a new, gravely serious tone she asked:
"Would you like a position here at Wellspring Ranch?"
"YES! OH FUCK YES!"
Ophelia had never been given a different answer.
"Atta girl! Congrats on landing the best job you'll ever have!"
Satisfied with her work in securing a delightful new addition to the ranch's cohort of horse loving sluts, Ophelia drew herself back up to her full imposing height and cast her gaze back onto Hesse and his turgid mast.
"I'll get a nice tight sleeve sent in as soon as possible to take care of you, okay? I'd do it myself, but someone here needs to go through orientation~"
Seemingly waiting on his agreement, Hesse moved his head with what could have been begrudging acceptance in a human, and Ophelia let out the excited smile she'd been fighting to contain and turned back to Lucia.
"I probably should have made it clearer before asking you Lucia, but you should know that Hesse is the runt of his litter. Matter of fact, he's the smallest stud we have in every sense of the word, we've colts that are bigger than him now. Oh, you're in for a whole lotta fun here my girl!"
Chuckling at Lucia's dumbfounded expression as she processed what she'd just revealed, Ophelia started to lick her hands and fingers, dutifully sucking on every dainty digit as to remove as many of the remaining globs of yummy semen as possible. A second later her golden bra flew off her chest like a spring wound too tight and embedded itself into the wall, where it was left to reflect on it's failure to contain the giga-tits of Ophelia.
"Dangit! I just bought that! And the thong's probably ruined too…aw man." Ophelia said, more disappointed than annoyed. She slipped a hand between her massive buttcheeks and after a few moments of rummaging around, she removed her hand from its perilous expedition with the golden treasure, now snapped in half. She tossed the useless scrap of priceless wet silk aside with a grunt and let herself bask in the sensation of being naked in the presence of both beast and bitch, running her hands across her now fully exposed tits and ass in reverence. Above Ophelia's damp cunt was a stylised black heart containing a horseshoe, paired with the words "SLAVE-QUEEN".
"Yep! ahhhh, I'm never getting used to that! Honestly, why even bother with clothes if what's underneath them is only gonna- OH! Sorry Luci, I forgot to warn ya!"
"H-huh? Whasgoingon?"
Lucia had started to doze off, too overstimulated and dehydrated to manage much else.
"No time, something BIG'S about to happen! Be right back honey!"
Ophelia darted out of the stall, her ass and tits wobbling everywhere and went especially wild when she kicked Lucia's discarded hat out of her way. Paying absolutely no mind to the fact she wasn't even wearing sunscreen and embarking naked into the apex of a heatwave, she left Lucia alone in the dense cloud of musk.
"What are you talking about? Hey, wait up-OOHHHHH!!"
Without warning another wave of orgasms tore more irreparable rents through Lucia's paper thin psyche, which had barely been given time to recuperate. Once again Lucia cried out and started to writhe on the floor like a fish out of water as her nerve endings were lit on fire, her legs colliding with a gut pumped full of a substance more addictive than any drug on the planet. Her gravid stomach began to gurgle loudly, the sound reverberating along the thin wooden walls, and began to shrink! Horse cum disappeared, digesting rapidly and freeing up space in the slut's overstuffed gut. Already her stomach was only half the size of the fleshy waterbed it once was, but all that mass couldn't just be vanishing into thin air, and the feeling of losing cum wasn't what was breaking Lucia's mind. At least, it wasn't what was doing most of the work.
That was the growth!
As Lucia's digestive system began breaking down litre after litre of nutrient rich thick-as-tar breedsludge in its entirety, the law of equivalent exchange made itself known it's most perverted form.
Lucia's top and vest was already stretched thin from the pummelling she'd received earlier, but both were torn to shreds as each of her "humble" D cups surged forward, filling like water balloons fixed onto the end of a hose and became ever more massive with each second! After a single wave of growth Lucia's chest had tripled in size, and she howled out in mindless pleasure, euphoric at thought of her oldest wish finally coming true! Not willing to be left out of the action, her already unrealistically huge lower half started packing on even more fat, her hips widening as a precaution to make sure that her body wouldn't struggle under the weight of her dumptruck of an ass becoming even more of a hindrance.
Hesse, for one, just eyed the spectacle like a dumb brute, choosing not to interfere.
"YES! YESSSS! BIGGER! MORE!"
Lucia had been dreaming about this for a very, very long time.
After a few excruciating moments, familiar slapping sounds could be heard alongside footfalls as Ophelia returned.
"Sorry for leaving ya girl!" Ophelia called out enthusiastically as she barrelled her way into the room, her tits pushing the stall door open a few seconds before the rest of her body followed suit.
"Good Lord above…"
Ophelia almost dropped the bottle of water she had rustled up out of sheer amazement.
Having digested every last drop of cum in her system, Lucia was now lying belly down on the floor, coated in sweat and panting like she'd just ran an 100 metre Olympic sprint. The facade of a radical fashion mogul had finally been put to rest, incinerated and from it's ashes, rising onto her feet (which were miraculously still clad in those cowboy boots!) was a new woman. One with a new purpose, and a body that even the most fuck addicted succubi would have felt insecure standing next to. Her hips, thighs and ass were now on par with Ophelia's, but were a drastically different shape. Rather than taking on the surgical perfection of the horse queen's bubble butt, Lucia's wobble-wagon was now two hefty flanks of imperfectly shaped assmeat full of cellulite. Her K cup tits were mouth-wateringly huge on her still diminutive height which paired with her now slightly chubby abdomen made her, simply put, the most fuckable shortstack gordita in human history.
Her mind filling with filthy ideas and desires, Ophelia offered Lucia the bottle of water she'd hastily found.
"This isn't horse cum! Phfff, so boring…"
"I know, but you can't live off just that yet~" Ophelia purred "drink up now."
Disappointed, but needing to quench her mouth's thirst somehow, Lucia took the bottle and tipped it to her lips, letting the refreshingly cool water plunge down her throat and tender oesophagus. When she'd finished it in a few quick gulps, she tossed the bottle aside. "Great! Now, come on sweetie, let's get you cleaned up." On quaking legs, Lucia started to move towards the stable door. As the two women slowly walked out of the cover of the stable and back to the house, Lucia noticed far off in the distance a group of at least half a dozen animals racing across the plains, and asked Ophelia the question that had been floating around pockets of fractured mind since she'd agreed to be a part of...whatever this was.
"Ophi...will the masters like me?"
The veteran broodmare turned to face her companion, a comforting smile painting her visage and replied:
"Luci darling, the boys are gonna love you!"
For the second time now Lucia saw something lecherous in that smile. Something she would come to know well very, very soon.