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Horsey House Party Part 13

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Finishing off the last of her drink and tossing the cup aside Morgan smiled with a dull glee. She had been drunk before, she had been horny before and had been both at the same time but never as much as she was now. The combination of the two offered her a low order natural high that was almost as intoxicating as the real thing. It was however in a different way frustrating as hell. She had tried and tried but had failed at every stop to get with somebody. Everyone around that she wanted to get with was seemingly too caught up in it with someone else and it was starting to get to her.

She looked on at couple after couple, kissing and groping each other, a few were doing even more than that she saw, and they weren't not even trying to hide anything. Nobody seemed to care either, she didn't care, but she found it odd that nobody around was yelling at them to get a room or something. Walking down to the basement she felt something about the place shift, the way the air down here felt, the way it smelt, it was different and her body seemed to react to it. Her lust deepened and her needs grew as her wanting for another warm body to be bunched up against her own grew out of control.

Yet here as well nobody she was interested in seemed to be interested in her. Even as she lowered her standards more and more she found no luck and as the minutes ticked by she grew more and more desperate for relief. She bit down on her thumb trying to get a grip as she felt her sex dripping from raw need. Sighing out a breath and looking around she caught a glimpse of a woman as she entered into one of the rooms off to the side. She blinked thinking that it seemed like she had been grabbed and pulled inside, the door slammed shut behind her and blinking as her mind processed the thoughts through a lustful filter she came to the conclusion that if someone wasn't going to pleasure her she would just have to do it herself.

Her wandering eyes brought her gaze to the boiler room. Not her first choice but she needed to feel relief now. Sighing out a long breath as she made for the door. She could feel the heat in her body growing. Lustful thoughts filling her head to the brim pushing out any semblance of rationality. She needed relief and she needed privacy. Coming to the door Morgan looked around seemingly checking to see if anyone was looking. The few people around that weren't slobbering over another person seemed too concerned with finding themselves a partner to take note of her. She grunted and ducked into the boiler room leaning on the door behind her, hearing it close and then looked up.

Before her were two rutting horses. A brown one and a black one. Morgan blinked looking on in disbelief as she saw the two animals fucking with a reckless abandon. In a way it was kinda hot. Seeing the rippling muscles of the two equines crashing into one another, the black stallion ravishing the brown mare. Then the smells hit her full force. The scent that had been in the basement, the one that had kicked her lust into overdrive was here as well, it was focused, concentrated, intoxicating. It smelt like sex, musky, fragrant, a dozen other words filled her mind and Morgan felt a they all boiled down to one simple thought, the smell was sexy.

Slowly she fell to the floor, eyes fixed on the mating equines who seemed unaware of her entry into the room. Morgan could feel her sex crying out to her for some kind of attention, she held back however. Not so much from her own will to resist her urges, but rather because as she was too focused on the display before her. The way the mare under the stud looked each time the stud's cock came into her. The pleasure that rippled across her face, Morgan felt jealous of the mare. She gulped wondering just how good that horse cock must have felt.

Then she saw the two tense, the stud thrusted hard and he held there. The mare threw her head up and the stud brought his down. His face tensed and the mare cried out letting rip a load whinny as she brought her head down. Morgan saw as white seed dropped out form the mares rear, her sex filled to the brim with the stallion's load. It was a sight that did more for her than anything had in a while. Something about the idea of being filed to the brim, of feeling as the warm excess of seed dripped from her filled sex, it resonated with her. She was breathing heavily now, lustful thoughts and fantasies total supplanting any semblance of rational thought.

"Oh my, seems we have an audience dear." a deep masculine sounding voice said.

Morgan looked up and saw only the two horses looking back at her, she blinked.

"Did you enjoy the show?" a softer voice said.

Morgan blinked, thinking she had seen the mouth on the mare move in tandem with the words.

"I think she's a bit confused Sasha." the stud said.

Morgan remained on the floor, unsure about what to do. Her mind still clouded with lust. The stud came off the mare, had he called her Sasha, Morgan wondered. There was a wet plop and Morgan saw as more seed spilled out of the mare who wicked and smiled turning to face Morgan properly.

"Horse's run in herds right babe?" the stud asked looking over to the mare.

"Yes they do honey, why do you wanna start one?" she said, nuzzling up to him as they kept looking at Morgan.

"If you don't mind." the stud said looking away from Morgan and at the mare, a smile now plastered across his muzzle.

"Fine by me, I know you'll come back to me, plus I could do with a little break, I'll just have a seat you go and have fun, and make sure to put on a good show for me honey." the mare said turning around and walking to the back of the room.

The stud tracked her and smiled as the mare rested on the floor and seemingly got comfortable. Morgan watched as the stud seemed to blow a kiss to the mare who smiled back and then directed her gaze towards Morgan. Morgan then looked up, seeing the stud looming over her. She blinked, unsure about what to do. Her gaze came down and she saw his cock. It was right there, hard and thick and girthy, still wet from being inside the mare, seed and pre still leaking from it. Morgan gulped feeling the lust in her heating her up as she looked back up to the stud smiling nervously.

"Um, hi." she said, shakily.

The stud leaned down and brought his muzzle right up to her face, plastered on the equine's muzzle was a lustful grin that made Morgan tremble just a bit more.

"Hi there." he said simply, his deep voice reverberating through her.

"Uh... hi?" Morgan said not really sure about anything at the moment.

"You have a name sexy?" the horse asked, leaning in closer.

Both Morgan's hands were on the floor, she was unsure about what exactly she should be doing. Her head was still spinning around the sight of the studs cock, and the deep voice that came from him was reverberating around her each time something left the studs mouth.

Gulping and trembling Morgan smiled and looked up at the stud, "Morgan, n... names Morgan." she said feeling her body filling itself to the brim with nervous energy.

"I'm Liam, that's Sasha in the back there. I have a question for you Morgan." the stud, Liam asked.

Morgan nodded her mind not able to form words as lust and tension throttled her mind.

"Have you ever gotten tongue fucked by a horse?" Liam asked letting his long equine tongue hang from his open mouth.

"N... no." Morgan forced out looking at the thing as an image of what it might be able to do for her danced around the back of her mind.

"Would you like to be?" Liam asked, smiling at the woman in a lustful way.

"I, um, uh..." Morgan said her mind was overcome by images and sensations as Liam looked on smiling at the flustered woman.

"Come now, stand up, hmm, here just grab on." Liam said, grinning as Morgan went along with it, grabbing his head, her mind to drowned lustful thoughts to question what the horse was doing.

He brought her up to a standing position. Then smiled back at her as she leaned back on the door. Her breathing was rapid, her face was read and he could smell her dripping sex. There was only the slightest amount of hesitation left in her, but he licked his lips as he knew that it wouldn't last much longer. His had melted away the moment Sasha's mouth had been wrapped around his cock, and her's probably would be the moment his equine tongue was buried in her wet pussy.

"So Morgan, you make up your mind?" Liam asked, leaning his muzzle back in close to her.

"A... Ab... About." she stammered out knowing but needed to hear it again.

"Come on now, you know, my tongue, your pussy." he said leaning in close to her ear.

"I... I... I..." she stammered again some part of her still unwilling to let the horse have its way with her.

"Shh, hey, we can take it slow if you want." Liam said, leaning his head down and grabbing onto her pants with his teeth.

"Uh...." Morgan said looking and letting the stud do his work still unsure if she should let him.

She felt the button on the front of her pants come undone, then felt them drop, then saw the stud lick his lips as he saw her damp panties.

"You smell amazing." he said, the words were strange but they made her feel as sexy as ever.

She quivered as she felt the horse lean in coming right up to her snatch and take a deep long sniff. After which he smiled even wider and looked back up to the woman.

"So... may I continue?" Liam asked, lingering on the first word as he looked up at the flustered woman.

"I, I don't..." Morgan said trailing off as she brought a hand up to her face.

"If you don't want me to just say so alright." Liam said not moving any farther looking up at Morgan smiling in a lustful way that to Morgan also seemed genuine in some strange way.

"Ok, ok ok ok, just do it ok." Morgan said, nodding her head and bringing her hand off her face and down onto the door.

Liam wasted no time diving right in. First however the panties had to go. Gently Liam brought them down grasping them with his mouth and lowering them to the point they dropped to the floor on their own. From there he looked back up to his prize, a wet dripping slit. He licked his lips, his eyes never breaking from it as he gazed, admiring it before going in.

Morgan for her part was unsure about how it would feel. The way the massive tongue would fit in her, entering her, stretching her, fucking her, how would it feel. Oral was something she had dabbled with in foreplay, but this felt like a main course to her. She trembled and then let out a slight cry as she felt the warm wet tongue run over her sex. She gulped shaking as she looked down. The stud had run over her sex with his tongue once and she in turn brought her head back crying out loudly as she felt his tongue enter her properly.

Then came the pumping, the feeling of having the long dextrose thing inside her. Stretching her, tasting her, doing some many things to her. Her breathing quickened her cries and gasps grew more and more frequent as the pleasure of the moment deepened. Then all at once it became too much and Morgan cried out loudly as she climaxed. It was like a wave hit her with its full force as she screamed out. Her body tensed, the tongue in her retraced and in a moment the high was gone and afterglow was settling in.

The moment was cut short however as Morgan suddenly felt weak in the knees. Falling forward and failing to catch herself, she hit the floor with a bit of force.

"Are you ok?" the stud asked in his deep voice.

Morgan whined something incoherent and smiled. The studs voice felt good, her body felt warm and tingly, but her sex felt empty. It needed something in there to fill the void the stud's tongue had left. Looking up she saw what she wanted. She crawled forward away from the door held her exposed rear up high looking back to see the stud looking down at her. He saw her lustful smile and the slight concern on his face melted into a lustful grin.

"Fuck me." Morgan said, wanting for his cock badly at that moment.

"Sorry sexy, not just yet, you're gonna need some adjustments before that happens." Liam said leaning back down and lapping at her sexy again.

Morgan barely had time to process the words before the horse was in her again, adjustments. What did that mean she wondered. She gulped shaking as she felt the void in her filled, and yet still felt empty. She wanted more, and thinking it through, she felt like she needed more. Something in her knew however that she wasn't exactly built to take a horse.

She gulped as her body's wants deepened while its capacity remained the same. The disconnect grew larger and larger until the gap sparked something in her and she trembled as she looked forward. She saw Sasha sitting there. The mare was gazing at her, smiling seemingly enjoying seeing Liam pleasure herself. Morgan remembered how the mare had looked. The pure and untempered bliss that had danced across the brown mares face as the black stallion behind her had gone to town on her equine pussy. That was what Morgan needed she thought closing her eyes as the rhythmic motions of the stud's tongue drove her closer to another climax. No normal person would ever be enough for a horse, only a mare could please a stallion and only a stallion could please a mare.

In that moment her mind grabbed onto the idea and ran with it. She wanted to be a mare, needed to be a mare to be able to take the stud behind her. Her body tensed and then relaxed as another climax rolled over her. Thoughts of such things an equine body might afford her leaking through the bliss and found root as they took over and expanded her already lustful thoughts. The stud didn't stop this time, he kept going, tongue fucking Morgan through her climax and into the build up to the next one.

Things about her body felt different now. There was a tingling all over her body from the sexual stimulation and something else. She could feel a power in her building. She smiled feeling as a new warmth washed over her, filling her with new energy, and refreshing her still deepening lust. All the feelings seemed to concentrate around her sex. She could feel that something was changing there, she didn't see it but she could feel it. The motions of the stud's tongue seemed to hit her differently, pushing further into her, not stretching her as much but still feeling just as enjoyable.

She winced as she felt the stud behind her stop suddenly. She took in a few deep breaths slowly coming down from the high she was building, but her waning not leaving her. She turned around still taking in deep long breaths and saw the stud looking down at her rear smiling. He looked over to her and kept the smile up.

"You're coming along nicely, shall we get back to it?" he asked, Morgan nodded unsure what exactly he was talking about.

She felt him come back in, and bit her lip as the sensations surged through her feeling all at once deeper and more potent than before. All the while she kept feeling that something was different. Something about her, something about the feelings, something that was there, and yet felt like it wasn't. All the while her climax grew closer and closer, this one reached higher highs than the last one did. At times it felt as if she might burst as pleasure streamed into her. Then as the stud's tongue plunged into her again she screamed.

The sensations had become too much for her to handle. Too much for her mind to keep together and make sense of. She screamed out and felt as the sound in her throat shifted and changed. The outcry of bliss changing into something more beastly. A loud whiny exited from her and signaled to her what was happening as she fell to the floor her mind slightly shattered from the experience. She looked back still reeling from the orgasum and saw the stud standing over her rear, his eyes glued to it licking his lips and smiling.

Morgan then winced as a strange feeling hit her chest. It was unlike anything she had felt before. She sat up and held her hand to her chest. She blinked looking down as her chest shrank and her breasts melted into her. She just looked on unbelieving as she felt something else. Sight panic began to envelop her as she turned and saw a tail swishing over her behind. It was pearly white, she followed it down to her spine and saw it there, connected to her and then she felt it. Felt the fur that was hers. She blinked and saw her rear, saw the white fur, saw the plumpness of her ass, saw her thighs so much thicker and then heard a slight snorting laugh.

"Hell of a thing isn't it." The mare said from across the room.

"Uh what's happening?" Morgan asked, more confused than scared.

"What happened to me and my stud over there ,you're turning into a horse, simple as that." the mare said with a grin.

"Uh..." Morgan said blinking looking down at her body and then up to the mare again.

"Sasha was it?" Morgan asked wincing as she felt something else about her body change.

She looked down to see two smaller breast forming on her underside, near her sex. She looked at them and then backed up to the mare.

"Yes, and the ravishing stud in the fur black is my boyfriend Liam, it's Morgan right?" Sasha said.

Morgan looked back at the stud still looming over her. He broke his gaze off her rear and smiled at her, she smiled back nervously. Neither of the two felt dangerous to her but she was still utterly confused.

"So what, you two were people?" Morgan asked wincing as she felt her lust building back up.

"Yup, until about, hmm. I don't even know how long ago,doesn't really matter though." Liam said, still looking at Morgan's changing ass.

"Now any more questions or are you ready to feel like a real mare?" Sasha asked, smiling and looking at Morgan who shot up straight up at the question.

"W, what?" Morgan said going to beat red knowing well what the mare meant.

"You can still say no sexy, and just watch me and my lovely over there go at it." Liam said leaning back closer to Morgan's ear.

His smooth deep voice was as good as any aphrodisiac and the room filled with musky scents wasn't helping to clear Morgan's head either. Her own head was still full of thoughts and ideas, now however there was the tangibility of it. A real horse cock, in her real horse pussy. She looked down at herself and saw the white fur creeping up her skin. Covering her, changing her, making her a mare. She gulped and swallowed before stretching out and raising her rear high.

"Fuck me like a mare stud." she said bracing for it.

"Gladly." Liam said looking at the pussy before him.

Morgan winced and then gasped as the cock slid into her. It was unlike anything she had felt before, a million times better than Liam's tongue had felt in her and that had been her last high mark. She could feel the tingling sensation of fur spreading up her body and down her legs. All the while she could feel power in her body, her muscles were growing, strengthening her body. She let out a low moan as Liam gently rocked back and forth above her. Slowly taking his length in and out of her.

Morgan felt her rear growing in size. Thickening and plumping up. She could feel her breasts now above her crotch, they were sensitive and called for attention as well but little could be done about them. Her legs grew thicker as well following the fur down her legs as she felt her thighs and then calves bulking up. As Liam kept up his slow rhythmic motions Morgan wondered if her sex had changed much. The way the stud was thrusting seemed to be wrong. She gulped as she pushed the thoughts aside, all that real mattered was how good this felt, and good it did feel.

As the changes spread further down her legs Morgan began to push against Liam with a bit of force. In turn he began to thrust into her harder. The motions seemed to drive Morgan's changes even faster. Her fur thickened and spread down her legs at twice the speed it had before. Muscles and bone grew and lengthened respectively. Then with a slight wince and the onset of minor discomfort Morgan felt her feet begin to change. For a moment it felt like a cramp and then nothing. She pushed up off the ground and looked down under her. All she saw were remains of her shoes and two hooves. Those hooves were hers she thought blinking. Then she closed her eyes, wincing as more pleasure hit her. From the hips on down she was a mare, and Liam began to ride her as such.

The feeling that hit her as the stud behind her began to take her properly were indescribable. Pleasure in a form so distilled and pure hit her mind that she could feel her grasp on the situation slipping from her. The fact that she was turning into a horse didn't matter, the party didn't matter, what came after this didn't matter all that mattered was the pleasure.

The changes hit Morgan in full force then. All over her body her humanity was rapidly replaced with equine features. Her hands began to stiffen, fur started to sprout all up and down her unchanged areas, she could feel her face stretching as pressure built in her skull. Her chest began to grow outward expanding rapidly as her arms grew longer and longer to match her still growing legs. There was power in her body now, and she offered more push back to the stud who offered more force and speed in turn. Morgan planted her hooves into the floor and all but threw herself back against the stud behind her.

She could feel her neck lengthening as fur surged over it. She looked down to see her arms swelling with power as her fingers melted and merged together. The skin hardening as it reformed into hooves. She watched as the floor grew away from her. The rest of her chest filling out to form a proper equine body. She could feel the power in all four of her legs then. Her hind legs were done now, filled with muscles and power. Her front ones were still forming but were of length that she was now at the right height for a mare.

She winced feeling as the changes surged up, the pressure in her face reaching a boiling point as her neck grew thick with muscles. Her shirt ripped away as her body grew to muscular for it. White fur grew over it fully supplanting the last of her skin. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she felt the climax of her changes coming forth. There was discomfort and then outright pain but it was brief and after that Morgan opened her eyes feeling as powerful and sexy as she ever had.

The stud behind her crashed into her sex. Her body receiving him easily. Taking the impact and processing it, forming pleasure and then dissipating it through her new equine form. Her fur was a pearly white all over, her ghostly white that gleamed. Everything about her was beautiful and perfect in a way only a horse could be. She threw her head up in sheer pleasure as the feelings hit her unfiltered and raw. She knew now why Sasha had looked the way she had before. The stud in her sex, the feelings hitting her, the raw unrestrained fucking, everything about the moment was to put it simply, perfect.

Form there the feelings built and grew, the fucking grew more and more intense as Liam humped and humped her equine body. Morgan stood steadfast taking each thrust and loving it. Until finally she felt Liam drive into her harder, planting himself deep in her and then let his weight fall on to her. The horse came, and with that drove Morgan to climax as well. Liam was breathless while Morgan threw her head up and whinny-ed like the mare she was. Sasha still sat there smiling and feeling her own sex heating up again, she could see why the new mare had been so eager if that was how Sasha had looked to her.

Morgan brought her head down breathing heavily as Liam rested on her body. She was surprised that she could hold the stud up with little effort, she was strong, she could feel that in her bones. She thought, smiling and looking down at her front legs. She smiled and then looked forward to Sasha.

"You don't mind if I have a few more rounds with him do you?" Morgan asked, grinning as she tried to catch her breath.

"Not at all, just remember, he was mine first." Sasha said playful as she watched the white mare smile and go back to enjoying her afterglow.

Sasha didn't really mind at all, if anything seeing the display and feeling the lust build in her again only served to make her want Liam even more, and as she watched the two hoses get back to it she bit her lip, wanting and wanting for more as the room, and via the still broken air duck the house, filled with the scent fucking horses.