Slave To Karma

Story by FluffyPony on SoFurry

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Slave To Karma

I take in the unusual sight of the white plastered walls and billboards of health information. Some go into detail about Asthma, or Cardiac Arrest, or even allergies. A blue flier has been pinned up nearby describing some erection wonder drug. A yellow flier on the opposite wall has a caricature of one of my most unreasonable fears; needles. God, I hate those things. The very smell of rubbing alcohol scares me.

Fortunately, I am not here for a booster. I'm covered on my HMO for a standard check-up. I go to the reception, where a hippo femme in an itty nurse uniform that barely supports her hips and giant tits, carelessly reads from a magazine, "El Pony."

At first, I was impressed to see a nurse able to read Spanish, until I realized what was REALLY going on. She was supporting the periodical with one paw, her other one under sight of the counter, and if I strained my ears, I could hear wet noises.

The large-nostrilled slut was flicking her bean right in front of me!

I gazed intently at her details. Surely such a "hands on" lady wasn't that bad?

She is a big girl, as big as a stud like me, which is quite an accomplishment! She has a thick lock of hair going over her forehead around her almost equine-like ears. Pink makeup covers her eyelids thickly, a looped gold earring pierced through her left ear. Her breasts are maybe bigger than double-D's, her thighs plump with muscle and fat, her tail swatting carelessly about like a little tassel.

I stare for some time, horny stud I am.

Eventually, a slide of a large hoof on the tile floor gives me away. She stares suddenly at me, into my eyes. Her magazine drops, and as it does, a smell of her heat wafts to my nose, translating it to my cock as "Hot Sex!" I cannot help it as two and a half feet of Clydesdale meat rise to a most obscene salute! I try to hide it to no avail under my T-shirt.

She smiles mischievously at my embarrassment.

"Usually, patients don't show wood until we get to the prostate exam."

She whistles.

"Hmmm. What's your HMO?"

I stare blankly, my cheeks red.

"Horny, Most Obviously!" She giggles out.

From behind her stomps the large (still as big as me) form of a super hot, well endowed (in the cleavage department) elephant woman. She has dark-almost grey-makeup over her eyelids, two gold loop earrings on her wide and quite large right ear. She has nicely rounded buttocks, a trunk that tapers somewhat to a point, and a somewhat arrogant swing to her step.

"What's the emergency?" Mused the elephant.

"That, Dr. Karma!" The hippo declares excitedly pointing at my eager mass of flesh.

Karma looks, then does a double-take.

"Holy shit! What is that thing, Jynx, a dick or a club?"

At this moment, I felt quite a little out of place.

"See how he tries to hide it? It's his cock!"

"I know, idiot! I mean, holy shit, I've never seen one that big before!"

Should I be proud or ashamed at that?

"Well, did you find out why he's here? It might pay to keep him overnight for some "Intensive Care", if you know what I mean." Mused Karma with a delightful wink.

I saw where this was going, but was I "up" for it?

"Hmmm."

Karma is consulting a chart nearby on the reception desk placed by the little bell and a large stapler.

"Damn. He's just here for a physical. Of course, anything can happen when there's a Jynx on the scene. She might mix up the paperwork with someone who signed up for our drug testing program as a guinea pig."

Then the hippo took the roster from her and ran it through a paper shredder before my amazed eyes!

Then the elephant smiles, feigning ignorance.

"Here, Jynx, get him undressed for the physical. Then we'll check him into the hospital for a week or so and monitor how well he does with that "pirate drug", you know, full mast and searching for booty and all."

When she said that, I knew she was referring to that blue poster advertising the erectile dysfunction meds. They could have their way with me, whether I wanted to or not! I was not sure if I liked where this was going...

"Fuck it! Give him the first dose, now!" Karma demands.

I look around the hospital waiting area, only now realizing I was alone and helpless.

Then I see Jynx busy at a cabinet right behind the reception area counter, and my eyes are wide in fright.

My worst fears are being realized!

I'm getting that booster today, after all.

The blood work needles and needles for TB testing aren't bad. What people don't realize is that it's the intramuscular injections that hurt like hell. I remember as a foal, my sire had to hold me down for my shots.

God fucking damnit, have those things traumatized me, even in adulthood.

For vaccinations and slow release of chemicals (like Depo-Provera), intramuscular is the effective method. That leaves one question-

Where?

Usually the arm, or the thigh, or maybe by their kinky nature-

My ass.

Jynx saunters toward me with the syringe ready, with a sufficient amount of clear liquid ready to be plunged directly into my body-

If I let her!

I watch the hefty hippo femme warily, backing with each of her advances.

"Looks like our horsie friend is needle shy." Announces the hippo.

Something grabs me from behind.

Stupid! While I was fixated on Jynx and let my fear overcome me, the elephant Dr. snuck behind, pinioning my arms with strength I had been previously unaware of. I struggle in her arms, throwing my head back a few times to try to catch her in the chin.

"Don't worry, big guy. Just a prick for your dick." Karma muses.

Jynx is looming slowly on towards me like a shadow.

I kick out with one leg, trying to keep her at bay.

With a fluid snake-like motion, Karma has her muscular trunk wrapped tightly around my throat, bringing about another series of struggling.

"Bad pony! Time to see the vet!" Karma chuckles.

I find myself slipping, fading to nothing.

Then a dull-sharp pain in my ass.

Then nothingness.

My ass aches, my arms are stiff-unmovable.

"Well, let's do a reproductive check on our stallion to see if he's fit for breeding." proclaims Karmas voice with the sound of sloshing nearby.

My eyes are wide in horror as some slick thing worms it's way into my ass.

I look over, past my massive legs velcroed in stirrups like at the gyno's, past my feathered wrists tied down with more velcro, past my two and a half feet of uncontrollable horny pre-cum dripping flesh, to the head poking down between my legs.

Karma has her trunk in my tailhole to her chin, and then begins to fill me with water from her trunk while drinking from a bucket nearby with her mouth, using a thick hose. It feels almost like tentacle rape, as she squirms her long nose about my insides lewdly like a snake that took a very wrong turn!

A few minutes of this go by, before I'm filled up, and she holds the bucket under my purging ass, fountains spraying about with little clumps of green. Her nose, now outside of me, is contained in a plastic green-stained calving arm sleeve that has a little hole at the end to force the water out. She removes it, tossing it into a trash bin, now applying J-lube liberally to her naked trunk.

I hope this isn't going where I think it's going!

She shoves it forcefully back in, the cold, slimy, coiling mass makes me shiver as it violates me in ways unimaginable. The muscular limb plays about inside of me, climbing viciously up into my colon, then catches some rim and almost tugs me inside out with voracious cruelty.

And all I can do is cry out.

"Is he fit to breed?" Jynx sarcastically declares, arms crossed.

"Well, he's fit to BE bred!"

"We'll see." Jynx comes over in her dominant way, climbing the examination table, and is almost straddled over my stallionhood.

She faces me with her amused expression and undoes her top. Her large tits fall out, bounce, jiggle a little with each furtive movement.

Then she lifts her skirt. I see her dripping wet enormous and hungry cunt, slick fluid making her white silk panties transparent, exposing the giant cameltoe beneath. Her heat emanates over to my nostrils, my dick jumps and thrusts eagerly at the air. She pulls the drenched fabric to the side, giving her pussy access to her real prize-more than two feet of yiffy randiness!

As her hot form lowers itself to my belly, and my face is engulfed in her pair of pillowy breasts, I realize she might be a little bigger than me, after all. It feels great to have these grey tits all over the sensitive skin of my head. Below, I feel my dick land on something firm, yet supple. She grabs my cock between her muscular butt cheeks, giving it a couple playful squeezes. Then she bounds forward a bit. My nose rubs along her belly, and my cock falls a little, now the tip is up against a thing of great heat and slickness.

I hesitate. The feel of her one-hundred and thirty degree slimy vulva brings me to great eagerness-sex drugs, or no.

She doesn't hesitate, driving her cunt over my cock, engulfing it to the sheath, and maybe beyond, for I felt no end to her vagina. It was a bottomless, hungry, penis devouring thing. In no time wasted, is she pumping her hips on my rod, cunt juice dripping unyielding with each pussy rending thrust of sex and enthusiasm.

Eventually, I find myself unable to cease my biological response to this rape-this obscenity of oven pussy fucking. I spray wildly into her uncharted vastness-let's see someone find THAT!

She moans, almost slutty, reaching an arm between us to rub her clit. When she has done this for some time, she climaxes like a volcano, erupting on my thighs with hot sticky heat-scented pints of her love juice.

I remain there intertwined with a hippo, and an elephant cow with her trunk stuffed up my yiffhole.

"Wow. Breeding him is fun. What do you say tomorrow we take a semen sample-with our tongues?" Proclaims Karma.

"Only our tongues? I do not think he has satisfied the beast, yet." To punctuate that, Clydesdale seed begins to leak from her hot hippo pussy.

Karma points to another Gynecology table nearby, as she pulls a fresh sleeve over her trunk and lubes it up good with K-Y.

"For now, I reserve that privilege. Hop on, I promise this won't hurt a bit." Karma replies.

Naturally, she lied.

"Welcome to the ICU! The "Intensive Cunt Unit!"

The Clydesdale, spent, now rests wearily.

Six more days of this, and they had just gotten started!