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Moans and grunts filled the air as a creature of mahogany hide crouched in one of the many stables of his barn. His tail was lifted and his companion, garbed in pale green scales, offered him support.

"You're doing great honey. Just one more big push!" The raptor urged his winged lover onward, hoping to give him the strength he needed to finish.

The dragon groaned and rolled his eyes back in his head as he flexed his abdomen, swollen and bulging with life, life he was forcing out of himself. A mewl of complaint rose from behind him as the calf he was birthing slipped free and landed with a soft plop on the thick nest of hay under it. Now empty, the winged creature fell to his side, a hand still wrapped about his throbbing shaft, having given a healthy dose of its manly ooze in the process of bringing another animal into the world.

"Oooo, he was a wiggler. Agro honey, can you get me something to drink? I don't think I could stand let alone walk to the sink."

The dinosaur nodded quickly, grinning quite wide as he rushed off, returning in short order with a glass of cool, refreshing water to quench the parched beast.

"Here you go love, just don't guzzle it all at once. You did great. That's one more to add to the herd." He nuzzled against his chocolate hued lover affectionately, trying to hold himself back from engaging in anything terribly strenuous. After all, his partner had just given birth to a cow!

"Yes it is. I just hope that'll be enough. This whole breeding program we've got going here is starting to wear me out."

The affectionate raptor nodded softly, running a hand across Segremores' now trim stomach, tracing his fingers along the curious, intricate markings tattooed onto his hide.

"I know it is honey, but this was your idea after all. I mean, if we don't keep up the pace, we'll fall behind on our payments won't we?"

The dragon snickered and pulled his lover into a firm kiss, keeping him close as he recovered some of his strength.

"I didn't say I was complaining. Just need to get used to it. It's only the fifth time for me. You started before I did. You've got a knack for this and I'm still trying to catch up."

Agro snickered and licked under his partner's chin submissively, running his palm over the dragon's stomach, guiding it lower until his fingers wrapped around that impressive length he had become so intimately familiar with.

"Practice make perfect. Should we go ahead and get you started on another right now or should we wait?"

"Let's wait for just a bit. Let me catch my breath. How long before Kaflin comes to collect his order?" The russet dragon stretched his legs, leaning back against the wall behind him as he watched the little calf he had just given birth to tremble and look about, drinking in the new world around him.

"He's supposed to come in early next week. I think we got this done just in the nick of time," Agro paused as the distant sound of a phone ringing caught his ear. He offered his lover a kiss on the cheek before pulling away and scrambling down the length of the stables to reach the noisy thing in time. Just before the caller had given up, the raptor answered, returning in a more relaxed pace, carrying the cordless handset with him, "Moonlight Ranch, this is Agro speaking," he paused again as the caller spoke, nodding and offering affirmatives now and again. Ultimately, a question was asked and he was unsure how to answer, "Well, that's not really up to me. Hold on, let me hand you over to the owner." From there, the handset was transferred to the brown dragon as he idly stroked between the calf's ears.

"This is Segremores." A woman's voice reached his ears, and from the tone and accent, he guessed she worked in a more urban environment, probably a large city.

"Hello. This is Felicity Riches. I'm the resource manager for Cadence Carriage Company in downtown Jonesberg. I was told that I might be able to purchase some horses from you." Her words were rather staccato, well spoken, swift, and to the point. Definitely a woman short on free time.

"Well, yes we do have horses for sale. What were you looking for exactly?" By now, the auburn dragon had sat up and begun wiping down the newborn calf with a thick, fluffy, warm towel that his raptor had been thoughtful enough to fetch. He seemed to be recuperating better than he had expected.

"I'm interested in Clydesdales. We have seventy-five horses in our stables, eight of which are soon to be retired due to age. We would like to line up replacements for them as soon as possible. Do you have any currently available?"

Segremores winced softly at the request, not entirely sure they would be able to arrange to meet this kind of demand, especially if it was anytime too near the present.

"Unfortunately we don't have any for sale at this moment but we do have a fairly high rate of turnover. We could look into bringing a few in for you if it's a feasible time frame. Just how soon are we talking?"

"Before summer of next year. We try to line up replacement horses as soon as we can. Would that be too soon for you?"

It would be rough trying to meet that kind of deadline, but they needed the work. Unfortunately, they didn't have the requisite sire to get the job done. That was another matter entirely, one that was far easier to solve. The winged fellow reached up with a hand to rub the back of his head as he fought to make a command decision. Take the job and be rushed to market? Or pass on the job and lose out on the money? It was a tough call, but he had to make it.

"Yes, I think we can work with that. We can talk price once we've got some of the details hammered down on our end." Before he could continue on to collect contact information, he was interrupted, thankfully with encouraging news.

"Mr. Segremores, we are the premier horse-drawn carriage company in the state. I assure you, cost is not a problem for us. And if doing business with you seems to work out, we could certainly talk about a long term contract."

A contract, that caught his attention rather abruptly. Assurance of income and consistent business, that call just might be their saving grace. The phone slipped in the dragon's hand as he sat their stunned, almost dropping the smooth device.

"Excellent. Just fax us your contact information and we'll get the ball rolling," He quickly offered the woman the number to use before bidding her farewell and switching off the phone. He grinned as Agro looked to him curiously, waiting for the news, "We got an order. Eight Clydesdales for a horse-drawn carriage company in Jonesberg. They say we have until summer of next year to have them lined up and ready for work."

Agro frowned a little, shaking his head softly, assuming that the excitement had gone to his lover's head.

"We don't have any. What made you think we could agree to something like that?"

Segremores simply grinned and pulled the raptor back into a firm kiss, wrapping his arms around him. It seemed he was back to his old self again, and rather quickly too.

"She said if we pull this off, there's a contract in it for us. I don't think we can pass this up."

The affection took the raptor by surprise, preventing him from being able to speak until he wasn't quite so dizzy.

"That's great and all but, we still have that one big problem... no Clydesdales."

The dragon just grinned, moving to help move the calf to a more appropriate resting place elsewhere in the barn.

"I know where we can get a couple we can use as starters. There's a horse ranch about fifty miles across the state line. I know for a fact they raise the boys we're looking for. Let's get this little guy put to bed and head back to the house. I need to find that number.

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The ranch was quiet. Night draped its soothing darkness across the land as a silent figure crossed the soft grass, headed for the stables. They were far enough away from the house that any noise that came from behind those walls would not wake anyone. The heavy wooden door creaked and groaned as it opened slowly, just far enough for a young woman to slip in. The door closed behind her and she moved along the wide path between the stalls housing the horses they raised and sold. She hated it here, not being on the farm around the animals, she loved that. She hated raising foals only to have them sold and never seen again. She always grew attached to one or two and had to face the heartbreak of them being torn away from her.

One such stallion was to be sold the coming morning, and unfortunately Vanessa had developed a strong bond with him, stronger than any of the others she had helped raise. She wasn't about to part ways with the magnificent animal. She had named him Dex and raised him from the day he was born. He had grown over the last four years into a handsome beast indeed. The young woman stood in front of his stall, peering in at him as he stared back at her. The male had heard the door open and recognized the sound of her bare feet along the smooth, cool concrete floor. The two regarded one another silently for a moment before Vanessa opened his stall door and entered. Immediately, she was greeted by a gentle bump from the equine's nose. The large, warm muzzle brushed softly along her cheek and down over her shoulder, almost a strange sort of hug she had come to expect from him. Her arms slipped up around his thick, powerful neck, fingers running through his rich mane.

"The boss plans on selling you tomorrow. He says the buyer's on the way already. He'll be here in the morning. I tried to convince him but he got mad and bitched me out again. I'm so sorry."

A quiet nicker filled her ears as Dex seemed to acknowledge her efforts. It was curious how they could read one another so well, but considering the nature of their relationship, it wasn't too terribly surprising. The dark brown stallion stepped backwards, moving closer to a pile of hay that rest just off to one side of his stall, craning his neck to gently tug the human along. He was interested in something, something Vanessa was all too familiar with and it brought a smile to her lips.

"You're a naughty boy aren't you? It's our last night together and you aren't going to miss one last romp with your trainer huh?"

Another quiet nicker was her answer followed closely by a single stamp of one hoof. He was eager. The young lady tilted her head as she leaned to one side, peering down at the stallion's hindquarters. Her eyes narrowed softly as her grin grew even wider upon spying exactly what she had come to expect of Dex. He was already aroused. Very aroused. She had anticipated this and came in nothing but a light bathrobe. It was cast off easily enough, dropped in a heap near the stall door, now sealed shut behind her. Vanessa's nude form drank up the moonlight pouring in through the windows, giving her a soft, pale blue glow. She was quite attractive; probably why the boss hired her in the first place. The stallion guided her towards the hay where she lay down, presenting herself for him.

The horse's nose dipped low and brushed softly along the woman's form, having well learned where she was most sensitive. The moans of delight were always a good clue and it did not take him long to put things together. His broad, slick tongue slid over one of the two sizable mounds adorning the woman's chest, leaving a thin trail of drool on her skin which quickly chilled the affected area. A heat began to build between Vanessa's thighs as she quivered under her lover's attentions. Hundreds of times now they had done this. Both knew the other's abilities, as well as their limits. It always made the woman tremble, seeing Dex's engorged member hanging under him. She knew exactly what it could do and the mere thought alone made her tingle all over.

The large equine lingered only briefly at the woman's chest, not tending to spend much time there considering there were other things that held his interest. Down his nose slipped, his hot breath pouring over Vanessa's abdomen as his nostrils flared, inhaling the aroma of her arousal, drinking deeply of the scent. His muzzle brushed across the tender folds found nestled between those silky thighs, letting his probing organ slide this way and that over his lover's form. A series of quiet, elated moans rose from the woman as she lay there, spreading her legs further as the horse tasted of her flower. Part of her wished he was more skilled, able to wedge that broad tongue into her passage if only to see what it would feel like. Still, she wasn't about to complain, not with what was to come.

When Dex had his fill of her nectar, he nickered and backed away, his own nether region bulging and aching fantastically. Vanessa's chest rose and fell rapidly as she quickly regained her composure. She had not reached climax just yet, but that would come soon enough. A hoof-stamp signaled that the male was quite ready and beginning to get impatient. The woman chuckled after she caught her breath, standing on a pair of wobbly legs.

"Easy there big boy. You'll get what you want soon enough. I gotta get you ready first." With that, the woman exited the stall and crossed through the stables, returning in short order with the equipment required to saddle a mount.

Dex bobbed his head and complained in a deep, low vocalization, almost like a small child wanting time to pass more quickly to get whatever it might be they want. Vanessa just continued her work, carefully placing the saddle blanket, then the saddle atop it. Instead of tightening it as one might expect to keep it from sliding off, she left a good amount of slack in the strap hanging just below the horse's girth. This was key. It was necessary if she was to fit. Having made a small notch to mark the right amount of slack, Vanessa moved below the equine, pushing her hands into the space between the sagging girdle and the heavy male's barreled stomach. His short fur brushed against her nude form, tickling and teasing her in all the right ways. The horse's body heat was quite intense, so much mass, so much blood, so much of him to take into herself.

Carefully, she wedged herself into position, lifting her legs to wrap gently up on either side of Dex's rear half. A soft pat of a single hand over his ribs was all that was necessary to signify that she was ready. And with that, the great beast began arching his back, angling himself in such a way to bring them together properly. In a matter of seconds, Vanessa was impaled, rather swiftly, her breath stolen away by the act. She moaned and squirmed against the great stallion now buried inside her, those folds stretched impossibly far around him. A sizable lump pressed up from inside her against the male's stomach, letting him know he was indeed solidly in place.

Dex reared back, planting his hooves heavily against the stout wall of his stable, finding purchase from a great deal of experience. From there, he began to buck fiercely, his flanks coiling and striking forward with unparalleled strength. There would be no way she could get anything like this from a human lover, and that was probably why she continued to come back to him time and again.

Cries of elation filled the great structure, stirring other animals from their slumber only to join the primitive chorus. Vanessa panted heavily, already so close to orgasm, not caring how brief a time it took to get there. She writhed in delicious, agonizingly glorious lust, working with all her might to shove herself down on the horse's member even further, feeling it wedge itself even deeper into her belly, inch after inch after tantalizing inch.

The great stallion nickered and grunted loudly, anxious to reach his peak, not knowing of things only two-legs thought of when it came to bedroom acrobatics. Again and again his rear legs powered forward, careful not to let the poor woman trapped against his belly to come too close to the wall he used for leverage. Bringing her to harm would bring a swift end to their fun, in more than just the obvious way.

The two rutted against one another hotly and wetly for several moments, the frail human below slowly losing herself in the experience as she had done so many times before. At last, she screamed in orgasm, clamping down impressively hard about the equine intruder. Dex followed with a whinny that most would have thought meant he was badly injured, unleashing a torrent of musky, thick, sticky seed deep into the woman's womb. She could feel the sudden upsurge filling her, just like it had before, swelling her outward visibly until her body could hold no more and it gushed forth around the sleek, dark invader still held captive between her thighs.

Down slid the horse's hooves as the moment came to an end, the woman beneath him now hanging limp as she fought to catch her breath. She would truly miss this. Just thinking about parting ways with the handsome stallion made her tear up all over again, allowing her to find strength to press up against that heated gut, mashing her face against his pelt.

"Oh Dex! I don't want you to go! I don't want us to be apart!"

The deep chocolate male offered a low, gentle rumble of agreement. Likely, without her around, he would not be able to enjoy such forbidden exercises of passion. It was in that moment that Vanessa's mind began to race, desperate to try and discover some way to keep them from saying goodbye. There had to be something she could do. Perhaps they could run away together, live in the wild. No, they would likely be found and captured. He would be sent off to whoever was buying him and she would be sent to prison. She could try and plead for the buyer to take her as well, but that seemed equally as unlikely to work.

No, there was only one thing she could think of left, and it was rather risky. Whatever may come of it, she was desperate enough to try. Quickly, the woman squirmed free, shivering as she felt the void left in her belly as she pulled off that magnificent example of manhood. She stood and moved to Dex's muzzle, kissing him just below his eyes.

"I'm not going to let them tear us apart. No matter what it takes, we will be together, even if it costs me my life. I know we've done some rather funny things before, but this is going to be the strangest, and I need you to trust me. Can you do that?"

It seemed odd that she would speak to a horse as though he were a person, but even more strangely, it seemed as though he understood, bobbing his head and nudging into her chest with his nose. She was his partner. He would do anything she asked him to.

"Good, now I need you to face the wall with the window in it, your back to the stall door, and lift your tail as high as you can."

Amazingly enough, Dex obeyed, shuffling lightly to make the necessary, though minor, adjustments to comply. From there, Vanessa moved along his side, unfastening his saddle and returning it to its proper place. The horse lifted his head and craned his neck to watch her as she climbed up the face of the stall door, turning around so that she faced his shapely rump.

"Alright, take a few steps back for me."

He did so, coming within only a couple of feet of the young lady. She hoisted her legs up and rest her feet just atop his backside, giving him a tap with the sole of one of those dainty little things. Dex hefted his tail up and out of the way, revealing the dark pucker of his anus, the very feature Vanessa sought.

"Alright, good so far. Now, I want you to relax. This is going to feel really strange, but don't get too excited. You'll be just fine, and so will I," she lowered her voice to hardly even a whisper, not wanting him to hear her, "at least I hope I will be." Patiently she waited until she felt the timing was right, sliding one of her feet down between those powerful, firm cheeks of the horse's rump, tracing her toe down the cleft until she was nudging against the pucker below.

Immediately, Dex shivered and tensed at the curious touch, but began to ease back into a state of relaxation. When the rock hard sensation passed and his rear felt soft to the touch again, Vanessa began to push her leg forward oh so slowly. This was one of the two things that concerned her, starting. He could easily refuse for whatever reason and simply not allow her to even try, and yet, he remained perfectly still, vocalizing his opinion of the bizarre sensation. With her foot entirely encased in the amazingly hot flesh of Dex's anus, Vanessa began to straighten her leg further, sinking herself in slowly up to just below the knee. Good so far. The other foot followed, trying to wiggle itself into the tight passageway the first had managed to slip into. More of the stallion's noises came forth, a little more boisterous this time, and who could blame him? He had a full grown woman's legs sliding into his backside.

"Damn that's tight. Tighter than I expected... but we can still do this. Now, take a few steps back, but slowly." The lady braced herself, leaving her legs perfectly rigid.

The sound of a hoof clopping against the floor reached her ears as its owner pressed backwards against the human's frame. He took another step, feeling his tight ring flex and stretch, gradually slipping up over Vanessa's knees. No sounds of disapproval came so he continued, grunting and nickering, bobbing his head. It felt so strange and yet there was no sign that he was uncomfortable. Another few steps followed and that oven of a deep, dark tunnel began to claim the woman's thighs, passing right over them without any trouble until his cheeks were pressed firmly against the stable door. Vanessa panted and moaned, surprised by the effect that intense warmth had on her womanhood. Now held halfway inside her lover, she released the door behind her and leaned forward, caressing Dex's rear end.

"Ooo, that's a good boy. That's a good boy. You're doing great." She wiggled her toes against the slick, undulating walls deep inside, giggling softly as she noticed the reaction it drew from the stallion, making him bob his head more and stamp his hooves. He liked it. He was actually enjoying this as much as she was, if not more so. That seemed to encourage her and she began to twist her hips this way and that against that powerful grip holding her in place. As his heated depths passed over her moistening folds, she began to moan, searching for the proper action to use his innards to stroke herself to climax.

All those efforts were not in vein, but they did have another effect. Dex groaned and grunted, turning about slowly in his stable, his hind legs spread fairly wide. He arched his back repeatedly as his aching shaft stiffened once more, bouncing away under him, dribbling with its thick, transparent ooze, his impressive haunches seeming to bulge with ever subtle twitch of the woman lodged halfway in him.

Once Vanessa found the perfect technique to pleasure herself, she began to grind away mercilessly, desperate to have at least one more orgasm before this was all over. Her lips parted and she filled the room with her sounds of carnal need, aching for climax once more. Harder and harder she pressed while her stallion practically bucked under her, his fidgeting allowing her to slip inch by inch deeper. She wasn't about to let this end so abruptly. He had always been in charge, taking what he wanted. It was her turn to do things her way. Vanessa planted her hands against the firm cheeks squeezing around her, then began to pull herself back out, not entirely, but just far enough to keep her in the optimal position.

What started as an attempt to slow things down quickly became a tug of war; the horse's walls working to drag the woman deeper and the lady's efforts to stave it off just a bit longer. The back and forth motion seemed to further antagonize Dex's already delicate state. He snorted and shuffled about, gradually growing more and more needy. The woman behind him did not relent, even as she trembled, gasping for air as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. It was not one climax but a series of them, gentle in their approach but powerful in their ultimate force. Her mind reeled as she fought to keep the moment in play for as long as possible before realizing something. A long, low vocalization, not too dissimilar from a groan or moan, rumbled away in the horse's throat, the vibration passing through his entire frame, even transmitting through her as she came to understand just what was happening. He was in the throes of his own orgasm.

Hot, sticky seed spurted forth onto the ground, leaving the hay wet, letting it adhere to whatever it might come into contact with. The great stallion's entire form trembled as he came, gushing his essence across the floor. Silently, Vanessa wished she could be down there as well to catch it as she had only a few moments earlier. The instant's distraction was enough for her to lose her footing and in slipped one of her hands. She giggled and relaxed, allowing her other hand to follow suit. Her waist was quickly consumed, as was her trim abdomen, unable to contain the horse's contribution which had spilled quite readily to the floor once she dismounted him. Her breathing sharpened, growing more rapid as the approaching moment grew nearer and nearer. Her supple breasts were squeezed together as Dex's powerful anus continued to drag her deeper into his core. Soon, all that remained was her head, the ring of muscle holding there just around her neck, ever so briefly.

"I love you Dex. No matter what happens." And that was the last thing she managed to utter before a loud, wet squelch saw her head disappear from sight.

The horse lowered his tail and nickered noisily, curling his neck to gaze back at his bulging belly, able to make out only faint shapes in the distention of his gut that she made. He whinnied and turned about as if trying to chase himself, now rather alarmed at what he had done. She was inside him, neatly compressed inside the heat of his rectum, and yet there seemed to be no sign of distress.

Inside, it was quite dark and intensely hot, not unbearably so but it left Vanessa grateful that she had opted to remain nude. It was cleaner than she expected, having made peace with the idea that she would likely be covered in filth, and yet, there was none. There was no foul odor either. It was quite strange but she was not about to complain. The walls contracted rhythmically around her in time with Dex's overwhelmingly percussive heartbeat, pounding away rapidly. She could feel him move and turn about around her, no doubt greatly concerned for her wellbeing. The woman just chuckled and began to caress the smooth lining of the fleshy tunnel she had slid into, finding it a great deal more hospitable than she anticipated.

"Don't worry honey, I'm okay. I think it's going to work out just fine. You get some sleep now. I'll do the same. We've got a big day ahead of us. We don't want the boss finding out about our little secret until well after we're across the state line." Her eyes drifted shut as she let the great equine's body lull her to sleep. Her words seemed to bring a calm to the world around her, soothing Dex.

Once he was certain she was in no danger, the dark brown male turned about again, finding it difficult to acclimate to the sensation of having a grown woman shoved up into him like that, but not altogether undesirable. It would be a rather clever way to smuggle her out with him, provided the evidence of her presence here was removed. Dex lowered his head to the robe resting on the ground and nibbled at it until he had a good grip with his lips and teeth. A hoof stepped down on the fabric and he jerked his head back, ripping a sizable shred from the garment before chomping it down. It wasn't the tastiest thing he had ever eaten, but at least it would be put out of sight.

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"So yer not interested in cattle anymore, yer lookin' at horses now?" The owner of the ranch, a gruff looking older man walked alongside his two visitors, casually making their way towards the stables. They weren't strangers to him, but this particular request was a departure from the norm.

"Well, not so much that we're not interested, just that we're looking to expand our market a bit. That's not a problem is it?" The russet dragon strolled along, his companion at his side remaining quiet for the moment.

"No, it's not a problem. I'm not tryin' ta tell ya how to run yer business. I just was a lil surprised with the sudden change in direction. We got plenty'a horses ta pick from and if yer lookin' ta buy a pair, who'm I ta stand in yer way?"

The two scaled guests each offered a light nod as they made their way under the roofline of the building. The sights, sounds, and smells were all what the three had come to expect from such a place, but for Segremores and Agro, it took on a whole other dimension, fighting to keep from becoming aroused and rendering their host uncomfortable.

"We were hoping you might have a couple of Clydesdales, preferably one male and one female." Perhaps it had been a little too much information too quickly that the dragon had let slip. A slight tilt came to his head as he watched the older man chuckle.

"What? Ya gonna start breedin'em and give me some competition?"

"Maybe." Sergremores shared a mischievous grin with the ranch owner, able to play a little loose with his humor around the good natured fellow.

"Well if you do, you just might have to let me come on by and see what I'm up against sometime."

"Feel free to. Just drop us a line so we know to expect you." The three continued on down the line of the stalls, gazing over the various animals housed within until they finally came across a deep chocolate stallion. He nickered quietly and clopped over to the low wall holding him in, peeking his head out at the group. Immediately Agro gripped his partner's hand rather tightly, straining to keep his grin from stretching too wide.

"Would you look at that. He's a big fella! Handsome too!"

The ranch man nodded and lifted a hand to stroke along the equine's muzzle, not showing any sign of brutal dictatorship one of his workers seemed to suggest he ruled with.

"Yeah, this is Dex. He's our finest. He's only four so he's got a long life ahead of him."

Segremores nodded, reaching up to offer similar affections to the impressive beast gazing back at them as if to size them up.

"What kind of personality are we talking about with this guy?"

"He's pretty placid, easy going. Probably a good choice ta teach new riders on. It's kinda strange how calm he is. Don't usually see it in males meant for breeding." The old man's gaze remained fixed on the brown stallion, knowing just how upset the girl would be if he did sell him, but she had to learn not to get so attached.

"Is that so? Is there anything... wrong?" It was a valid concern, especially since this big boy would be the progenitor of a long line of children. The two visitors waited on baited breath, hoping for good news.

"We've had'em looked at time and time again. The doctor hasn't found anything wrong with'em. He's in perfect health. He's just... a calm, good-natured horse. I think he'd serve you boys well." The tone of his voice seemed to suggest that the older fellow seemed to be hiding a few hints of attachment himself. Dex had been a fine addition to his ranch and part of him did hate to lose him.

"Well don't you worry, we'll take good care of him. Could we go ahead and load him up in our trailer while we look for a companion to go with him?" Segremores had maintained a more professional air about him while Agro seemed a bit more preoccupied with the stallion they intended to purchase, drinking in his features. From the shaggy fluff dangling down over his hooves all the way up those powerful legs, over his flowing mane, to the tops of his ears, this was an impressive horse to be sure, but the raptor seemed to find something odd about him. He appeared to be a little overweight. Perhaps they had just been feeding him rather well. Whatever the case was, he was in good health and that was all that mattered.

The visit continued along its expected path, the two scaled guests selecting a mare to purchase along with their new sire. Both were secured in the trailer that would whisk them away to their new home while financial arrangements were made. The two sides bid each other farewell as the brown dragon powered his truck forward, gradually easing along the dirt road leading away from the ranch. They had a fairly lengthy trip ahead of them but they got what they came for. Even with the new mare to assist them, it would be a little tricky figuring out how to produce eight new foals fast enough. They would figure something out, even if they had to take a few more drastic measures.

While the two lovers discussed and debated possible methods of meeting the deadline, the dark horse they carried behind them seemed to be getting restless. Were they able to see inside the trailer, they would have noticed the hoofed creature had become unsettled. He grunted and nickered quietly as the trailer bumped along the road, feeling a strange pressure in his abdomen as shapes became visible just under his skin. The woman inside was waking up finally. The movement startled him, bringing a new concern that she might panic. She didn't. Instead, she seemed to rest silently inside him. This did not sit well with Dex. Surely, she had been curled up in there for far too long for it to have been safe. He wanted to see with his own eyes that she was undamaged.

The stallion's tail hoisted and his hind legs spread slightly as he began to push. There came a squirm from inside him, not unpleasant, but decidedly foreign. It urged him to add strength, rumbling louder as he felt his anus begin to stretch anew. Vanessa's head emerged from the darkness within, squinting as the harsh light stung her eyes for a moment. She moaned and shifted, attempting to retreat back inside, desiring that warm embrace again until she came to notice the stable was gone.

"What? Where are we? C'mon big boy, let me out." Her efforts to slink back away from the world faded and she began reaching up and out with her hands, hoping to assist her removal from the horse's rectum.

Dex bore down firmly on her, nickering as her shoulders forced his orifice to expand wider still, her nude form seeming to slide surprisingly easy back into the world outside. Within only a matter of minutes, the equine had 'birthed' his lover and she lay between his hooves, attempting to recooperate.

"Wow, made it past the sale all the way to them taking you home with them. I stayed in there a good while. If it was just last night, then that was at least twelve hours. I wonder just how long I can stay in there." She grunted and managed to climb to her feet, stumbling unsteadily around the great beast's side until she reached his head, kissing his neck as she wrapped her arms around it. Dex seemed content to learn that she was indeed no worse for the experience.

The air blowing through the trailer was quite cool to the nude woman's skin, making her shiver softly. It sobered her from the dreamy, foggy state being wrapped up in the horse's gut had left her in. It was far more pleasant than she had anticipated, and even began wishing she had not come back out. Dex nosed softly into her chest as she stood there in silence, pondering what they were going to do. She couldn't let the new owners find out about this. Who knew how they might react to seeing a grown naked woman with their new horse, a woman that had not been there before. Questions would be raised, questions she would not be able to answer. No. They couldn't find out.

"What are we gonna do, big guy? If I'm caught, we'll both get in trouble. Big trouble. We gotta think of something."

Again, the russet stallion nosed the woman, his warm breath spilling over her trim middle. It brought a soft coo from the lady, moving a hand to cup over her navel. A growl rose from just under her palm. She had not eaten anything since dinner the previous night. She was quite famished and there likely would be no stops along the way where she could fix that problem. Even if they did stop and didn't notice her slipping out or back into the trailer, she had no money, let alone the fact that no one would serve a completely naked woman. It was out of a combination of desperation and mild arousal from where she had spent the night that Vanessa settled on a course of action. It might not be the most nutritious selection, but it was the only one presently available.

The young lady dipped down below the great horse and moved along towards his posterior, her head bumping gently against the barrel of his middle. There she stopped before gazing at the dark, slick rod she had come to be so familiar with. If she could shove it in her down below, why couldn't she fit it in somewhere else? Unceremoniously, she collected the girthy thing and moved it to her lips, quickly beginning to press it into her jaws. Surprisingly, she had no real trouble with it. In fact, she found it quite easy to force the monster into her throat, offering a visible swell just under he chin. Dex nickered gently feeling the moist and heated grasp around his genitals, opting to remain still as the lady did all the work.

She bobbed her head rapidly, feeling that tremendous protrusion sliding effortlessly into her gullet time and time again, mildly shocked by how accommodating she was. Her eyes drifted shut as she repeated the act, swallowing firmly around the dark spire wrapped up in her lips, reaching up with a single hand to feel over the stallion's pendulous spheres. This was a new act for her, not having even thought to try something like this, but she was quickly finding it to be acceptable.

Faster the woman's head bobbed, pushing up towards those powerful legs while Dex only offered his various vocalizations. Finally, after several minutes of twisting her tongue about along that tender organ, a powerful burst gushed forth, spraying well past the woman's cheeks and straight into her stomach. A gurgle came from below as she felt the pulsing and throbbing inside her throat, pushing forward to consume as much of the stallion's member as she could muster, not wanting to miss a single drop. Pump after pump of the thick, musky ooze filled her until she felt that same tightness in her abdomen, this time not from her womb taking all it could hold but from her stomach nearing its limits. It had bulged outward a good deal, taking a globular shape under her skin as she caressed the dome. She groaned softly around Dex's shaft until finally his unloading was complete. Slowly, tentatively, the woman slid the dark spire from her mouth, worried she might cough or sputter, or perhaps even end up sick. None of these came mercifully enough. She was however treated to the lingering dribblings as she pulled free, licking her lips and offering a quiet burp.

"Damn, feel like I'm about to pop! If I didn't know any better, I'd say I look a few months away from being due. Can't get that from a normal boyfriend." She smirked and reached up, giving the stallion's belly a pat. A gentle nicker sounded in her ears as the horse dipped his head lower, nibbling at the woman's fingers, his articulate lips working to tug her hand into his mouth. It seemed Dex had ideas of his own, and Vanessa could see no reason not to try.

"You really liked having me in you, didn't you?" The woman sighed quietly and shrugged, "Alright, let's give it a shot. If something does go wrong, at least it's you I get to become a part of."

Dex nickered quietly, lifting his head from the woman's hip, still gripping her fingers in his lips. Vanessa brought her other hand to the horse's mouth, stroking softly under his chin. Was she really going to go through with this? Sure she had just spent roughly twelve hours hidden away in the lower end of his digestive tract but this was just a little bit different. As she stood there, trying to make up her mind, the dark stallion rumbled again, then quickly engulfed both her hands, slurping away at her palms. The woman found herself unable to even try to stop him as he devoured her wrists and forearms. He was insistent.

"Oh." That was all she could say, a simple uttering of surprise as the slick, slimey flesh of her lover's mouth wrapped around her arms. The same heat from earlier was present, and that seemed to sooth her as Dex swallowed past her elbows, feeling her fingers wiggle about inside his throat. Another firm gulp pulled Vanessa lip to lip with her stallion. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, offering the beast a tender kiss, the last sign of affection she might ever be able to show him. He returned it by opening his jaws wide and pulling her entire head into his long muzzle. It was dark, hot, and moist. Feeling his breath wash over her cheeks brought a new shiver to her uncovered form. She might not come back from this.

Another firm swallow pulled her even deeper. The horse's rippling throat massaged her form all over, her pert chest resting against Dex's able tongue. He lapped against those tender orbs liberally, bringing a soft moan of approval from Vanessa. The stallion lingered there for some time, seeming to thoroughly enjoy the shape, taste, and odd sense of give those rounded swells possessed. Still, he had a job to do. Deeper his lover was dragged, the equine's jaws stretching wider to accommodate the gurgling gut he had given her. Her belly sloshed about with the Clydesdale's seed, successfully sating her hunger. That gravid dome was lovingly fawned over just as the lady's breasts were, providing a different, but strangely satisfying sensation. Vanessa squirmed gently in the stallion's throat, enjoying her devouring much more than she expected.

Once Dex had finished with her tummy, he continued onward. The lovely woman's hips slipped in past his blunt teeth, letting her moistened petals come to rest directly atop his slippery tongue, right where she wanted it. A lustful moan rose from deep inside the horse's neck, almost in his chest as Vanessa spread her legs, granting him access to probe as far as he could muster into her velvety tunnel. He did not disappoint. Long, slow, shallow laps came first, drawing honey from the surface before he added force, pushing that wet, slick organ upwards until he managed to barge his way in. The woman's breath caught in her throat as she was invaded. What the stallion found widened his eyes. Immediately, he began working his tongue wildly, stamping his hooves in excitement. It turned out they both relished how one another tasted.

What had started as a low moan quickly turned into a number of elated cries, the woman's toes curling as a mind blowing climax built with unparalleled rapidity. There was no way she could stave this one off at all, so she didn't bother. It wasn't as though he was a subtle lover anyway. Her cries grew louder and louder as Dex continued to explore her inner workings, drinking down every drop available. His tongue lashed this way and that inside her, examining every crevice and cranny until the woman trapped in his throat went rigid, screaming at the top of her lungs, the sound muffled by the stallion's throat. She fought gently against her fleshy enclosure, not to escape but to somehow prolong the climax.

Unfortunately, the peak faded, leaving Vanessa breathless and hanging like a rag doll from the stallion's mouth. There was little for him left to do but finish his meal, which he did without hesitation. The woman's thighs glided effortlessly into Dex's throat, each steady swallow pushing his lover down towards his waiting stomach. Already much of her arms had found the chamber below, the ring of muscle hugging her elbows and pressing against the crown of her head. As the heavy male reached the exhausted woman's knees, her head emerged into her destination. Strangely enough, she wasn't in danger of being smothered. The slick pouched seemed to somehow provide her with enough air to keep from passing out. The soothing sound of his heartbeat would take care of that.

Vanessa's smooth calves were quickly slurped up, leaving only her feet. Dex had come this far, there was no stopping now. One final gulp sealed the human into his throat, nickering gently as he felt her slide the rest of the way down. The slick tube and the warm drool he had coated her with sped her movement through the horse. As more weight settled below, the faster she slipped. Finally, with a wet plop, Vanessa filled her lover's stomach completely.

She was in. Dex had eaten her.

Gentle gurgles surrounded her as the smooth walls rhythmically squeezed and relaxed in slow succession, providing a strange form of massage. The woman's world reverberated around her as the horse let slip a low, deep burp. He licked his chops and craned his neck to gaze back at his bulging sides, able to make out a faint handprint as his passenger caressed him from within. She was comfortable and safe. That was all that mattered. Of course, a nice, full stomach wasn't a bad thing either.

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The sun was beginning to set as the brown dragon and his raptor companion returned home, the old truck coming to a halt just outside the barn housing only a few of the animals they had purchased or bred. Out the two climbed and moved around to the trailer they had pulled on such a lengthy day-trip. The gates on the rear were opened and the two horses inside were gently coaxed out onto the dirt below, both quite pleased to not being confined any further.

"Here we are kids, your new home. You two play nice while daddy and I go take our medicine." Agro grinned as he guided the mare into the barn while his partner led the swollen stallion behind him. A pair of stalls were found and occupied by the two new arrivals as the scaled fellows moved off to another area for whatever purpose they happened to be considering.

"If we're going to meet this deadline, we're going to need to get started on this right away. And I'm hesitant to put Pricilla on anything out of her ordinary diet until we get one of Nicky's techs down here to have a look at her. You feel up to getting both of us at once?" The tattooed dragon let a mild grin tug at his lips as he offered the suggestion, reaching out to find the pale green raptor's rump and give one of those cheeks a light squeeze.

Agro yelped softly in surprise, turning around to bat playfully at his lover, not once showing any sign of refusal.

"I've been trying to get you to let me do that for ages! Of course I'm up to it!"

The dragon chuckled and nodded, opening a metal cabinet housing a number of vials and plastic bottles, no doubt containing medication of some description.

"Alright, but if it gets hairy, don't say I didn't warn you."

The raptor pushed his way into Segremores' arms, his lips brushing against the dragon's softly.

"You don't have to worry about me honey. I can take it."

The sound of a light click and almost inaudible whoosh followed, making the raptor shudder softly before the noise repeated, the brown male injecting himself with the same substance as his companion before pressing forward, locking the two of them into a passionate kiss. It lasted the whole way back to Dex's stall, Agro having been hoisted up by the proud beast he would be spending the next few months comparing belly-size with. As they reached the stall, their passion faded, stifled by a series of strange sounds. It seemed their new horse was having some sort of difficulty. Quietly, they peered in to a sight that stunned them both.

The stallion stamped his hooves and nickered loudly, his tail lifted as a pink figure slid out from the widely stretched orifice she had disappeared into once before. She shivered and squirmed, landing in the hay with a soft thud, huddling against herself as she began to acclimate to the cooler air of the outside world once again.

"Well, at least we know I can survive the trip," She squeezed her eyes shut and shuddered again, only to feel the stallion drop his nose back to her shoulder and nuzzle into her. A hand found its way up to his cheek and stroked along the equine's jaw line tenderly, "I'm okay honey. I'm okay. It was an interesting trip to say the least, but I'm beginning to think you might have to try and hold me back a bit longer next time. At least until we learn how whoever it is that bought you operates around here, you know, get a feel for the schedule."

Segremores wanted to remain silent, tempted to just watch how this mysterious woman interacted with the stallion. As much as he wished to see what deviant behavior might unfold before him, he knew he would have to intervene.

"You could just introduce yourself, maybe explain why we have discovered a strange, naked woman hiding in our horse's colon?"

The lady whipped her head around to gaze upon the two who had purchased Dex, trembling out of fear of punishment. Her lips parted to speak but no words would come. The horse behind her nickered quietly, his ears pointed forward to focus his attention on the two scaled figures. Finally the silence was broken by the raptor, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side. He recalled something from the conversation with Dex's former owner.

"Are you... Vanessa?" He studied her stunned reaction and proceeded to explain, "Your boss mentioned how attached you had gotten to the big guy. I guess he didn't realize you'd bonded that deeply."

The terrified woman could only stare at them, unable to even respond. They seemed so casual about it all. As she watched, both the dragon and the raptor whispered to one another, no doubt puzzled and concerned by her silence. Mention of her health being in question and possibly calling for an ambulance jarred her from her stupor.

"Yes! Yes, I'm Vanessa. Who are you?"

The internal discussion faded as they finally managed to get her to interact with them. The tattooed beast answered.

"My name is Segremores, but Remi works just fine. This is my partner, Agro. We bought Dex here and brought him to our ranch. We didn't expect to have a stow-away."

Vanessa closed her eyes and waved a hand to try and dismiss the comment.

"I know, I know. All I'm going to say is that wherever Dex goes, I go."

"Oh is that so?" The russet dragon seemed amused, "Well, if we can't get rid of you, then I guess we'll just have to put you to work!" He nodded to Agro with a grin, sending him on his way to carry out the plan he had in mind. The raptor slinked off, giggling like a giddy school boy. Was he running off to fetch clothes for her? And what did this winged fellow mean by put her to work? Did he intend on hiring her? What sort of job would he have her do?

"You mean... I'm going to look after Dex or something?"

Remi shook his head and grinned, standing there watching her, not making a single move to let her free of the stable.

"Oh no my dear. I've got other plans for you. See, this is a breeding farm, and we could always use another warm body." He turned his gaze to look further down the row to watch as Agro went about his work. In a matter of minutes, the pale green fellow had returned, guiding a mare built similarly to the large horse trapped with the human. In his free hand he carried what looked to be some sort of advanced style of syringe. The dragon opened the stall and helped lead the second horse in as his husband guided her.

The stall was shut behind them and Agro pressed the silvery injection device against the new horse's neck. She bobbed and shook her head softly after the concoction was administered.

"I do believe Miss Priscilla is ready. It's not quite what we had originally planned but I do think it could be quite fun." The raptor's words brought a grin to his winged companion's lips while only mystifying the woman standing protectively before her equine lover.

"What exactly did you inject her with?"

Segremores just smiled and spoke rather matter-of-factly.

"Like I said, this is a breeding ranch. We've given Prissy a dose of our special medicine. In just a few minutes, it will have given her biological clock a bit of a jumpstart. She'll be going into heat very soon. Now before that happens, we should really do something about you." He stepped forward, offering no menacing gestures or ill intent.

Still, the woman backed away but a few steps, not even so much as wanting contact with the dragon. Unfortunately, she had no where to run and soon she found herself wrapped up in the beast's embrace, his lips pressing gently against her cheek.

"If she's going into heat, why are we standing here? We should move them both out to the pasture so they have all the room they need."

"Oh we will, eventually. But we're not done preparing Prissy just yet. You said wherever Dex goes, you go. That signifies that you are more than just 'attached' to him. You have a deep bond with him. You were hidden inside his body for crying out loud... which by the way was rather kinky. All we're going to do is offer you a way to strengthen that bond. Nothing more."

Vanessa knew better than that. There was a catch to all of this, and she did not feel like finding out what it was. Unforunately, she was already captured. That dragon's embrace was surprisingly strong. She could not pull herself free, nor did she find much will to make an attempt. Something about Segremores felt very disarming. So much so that she did not notice the raptor approaching to offer a similar injection into her own neck. What had been a pale red canister in its housing had been replaced with a more orange hued liquid, likely a different cocktail. She winced and jerked her head to glare at Agro.

"What the hell did you put in me!?"

The dragon shushed her gently, reaching up to run his fingers through her hair as he attempted to sooth her.

"Shhh, it's okay. It's just a little special something to help you relax... as well as something of a vitamin and protein supplement. You're going to need a lot of protein pretty soon. Agro dear, would you care to help me lift her?" As he turned to gaze at his grinning reptilian companion, the woman in his arms seemed to suddenly feel a bit drowsy, leaning against the brown fellow as her eyes closed halfway.

She wanted to fight it off, feeling a sense of urgency and danger, that something was very wrong about what was happening, and yet she was powerless to stop it.

"No... wh-whatever y-you're doing... I w-won't... cooperate." She slid along the scaled fellow's form, dipping close to the floor out of sheer exhaustion. Quickly she was caught by the strong dragon. He didn't want her getting hurt after all.

"Oh I don't think you have much choice at this point. You couldn't put up a fight against a marshmallow right now. Just relax. You'll be fine. In fact, I would submit that you'll rather like the outcome. Agro honey?"

The raptor nodded and moved quickly to Vanessa's unoccupied side, helping to support her before hoisting her off the ground, her legs in his arms while his lover held the rest of her. The two masculine beasts turned and moved around until they had found their way behind the mare affectionately named Priscilla, gazing at her rump as they sized up the situation. It would take a bit of skill pulling this off.

"Alright, I'll aim her legs, you push when I'm ready for you."

Remi nodded as he waited and watched. His scaled beloved shifted on his feet this way and that before pointing the dazed and confused woman's feet towards the mare's folds, pushing them forward to let the heated flesh wrap around her toes, passing right up over the soles of her feet until she was in up to her ankles. It didn't feel all that different from pushing her way into Dex's anus. There were key differences but it was very similar, and in her state of mental disarray, she let her eyes drift shut, thinking perhaps they were pushing her back into him.

"Okay Remi, now push!" The dragon and raptor both grunted together as they shoved the woman forward, taking care not to upset the horse or harm the lady in their arms.

Priscilla nickered and bobbed her head, her hooves stamping soundly on the floor as she was filled. In only a few short seconds, Vanessa was lodged in up to her hips. A firm grip surrounded her as the mare tugged the intruder deeper. Those lips slurped her down right up to the bottom of her chest. The four-legged lady stepped forward and away from the two standing directly behind her, turning to deny them access to her flower any further. She nickered again and reared back lightly, her powerful tunnel dragging the human in even further. A moan escaped Vanessa as she felt her breasts descend into the heated tunnel.

Already the two masculine figures could see their mare's sides distending outward to contain the lady. They both grinned and chuckled, holding one another close, fingers drifting towards naughty regions to tease and arouse. Again Priscilla whinnied, sucking up the last of her new passenger before finally calming down to a degree. Her head still bobbed about, her sides heaving as moisture trickled and dripped from between her legs. The scent was heavy in the air and that meant she had finally gone into heat. The drug was having its desired effect, rendering her ready to receive, among other things.

The aroma of the mare in need wafted to the stallion's nostrils, overriding his concern for the woman made a prisoner in the other horse's belly. He nickered loudly and approached the swollen Miss Priscilla. She offered similar vocalizations, turning this way and that before finally offering her posterior to the male. By now, the two scaled fellows had slipped out of the stall in favor of a safer location while these two engaged in their intimate activities. Up went Dex on his hind legs, resting his chest atop the mare's backside as he worked his way forward. It looked quite natural, no strangeness to get in the way save for the sizable swell in Prissy's tummy.

Inside, the dazed woman shifted lightly, groaning quietly as she attempted to negotiate the soft, yielding interior, finding she could not get much purchase on the slick walls. The sounds that came from outside had little effect on her, but the mare's pounding heart did seem to add to the tranquilizing effect of the injection. Louder the two horses nickered, Dex whipping himself into a frenzy as he thrust away into the female under him. It wasn't nearly as tight a grip as his human, but it was still an enjoyable experience. Under the attentive gaze of the dragon and his raptor, the stallion unleashed a tidal wave of seed, flowing easily through the mare's passage until it landed with a series of splatters in her belly, coating the woman inside. That was the last thing she sensed, having hovered on the edge of sleep, pushed firmly over into the sea of dreams.

Dex dismounted and shuffled forward, nosing softly at Priscilla's swollen side, recalling that Vanessa was in there. Remi snickered quietly as he unlatched the stall door, he and Agro slipping in to examine the stallion's handiwork. Their fingers traced this way and that over the now pregnant mare's tummy.

"Don't worry big guy. She'll be back in a few months, probably looking very different, but it'll be her. In the mean time, we need to get our turns with you. Got a lotta ponies ta make!" Without another word, the dragon reached below and grasped the stallion's great member, running his palm along the still moist flesh. Dex had been lucky enough to have been purchased by two just as depraved as Vanessa.

He nickered softly and stamped his hoof, eager to go again, and Remi was not about to neglect him. Down the dragon moved, positioning himself through practiced expertise for the stallion to make use of. He listened as the weighty hooves moved around him, taking a stance over the russet fellow, his length bobbing away under him, stiffening swiftly again. Unceremoniously, the great horse pushed forward, guided by Agro's hands into his lover's moist petals. Remi winced softly as the rude thing barged its way into him, moaning as it was fed deeper and deeper. A visible lump formed in his abdomen, leaving him breathless. There were times where he questioned the decision to become a hermaphrodite and begin this breeding program, but they were not very often anymore. Not when he was getting to do this. The smooth walls of his passage rippled away as he clenched with great force upon the massive intruder. He could feel every throbbing pulse, the very blood rushing through the stallion's member. The sensation of just how far it stretched him alone left Remi drooling.

Harder the two pushed against one another, the powerful horse doing most of the work while Segremores was jostled and shoved about. He could have sworn he could feel Dex's length pressing against his lungs, making him wheeze. It was a good thing he was used to this. A new set of hands moved to caress the dragon's visibly swollen stomach and almost painfully engorged member. It was Agro, tending to his husband's other needs. The raptor's skilled hands massaged this way and that over the brown fellow's form, having earned a great deal of experience in manipulating the dragon's manhood at odd angles. A low growl of approval escaped the masculine fellow impaled on the horse. It was all coming together oh so deliciously, and it was a certainty that a shower would be needed after this.

Dex grunted as he thrust away, knowing nothing of technique. He would not be holding back. Denial seemed pointless to the horse. He nickered and shook his head firmly, approaching his climax swiftly until a sturdy blast from within saw his ample orbs contract, unleashing their contents into the belly stretching and swelling to collect it all below. Remi's voice caught in his throat, his own shaft painting his umber hide with its white coating. His abdomen continued to swell, sloshing and gurgling around the twitching mast lodged so deep inside him. The dragon trembled as his walls convulsed, creating a sucking sensation while sweet honey poured forth around the sleek intruder.

And all at once, it was over. The stallion stepped back and away, his sides heaving from exertion. Remi flopped onto his side, gradually rolling over onto his back. He was completely out of breath, left weak from the horse's vigorous loveplay. Agro giggled and moved immediately to his lover's stomach, lapping away at the creamy stains to clean his beloved up.

"That looked like fun! Now it's my turn!" The raptor grinned, poking at the dragon's swollen abdomen, watching it yield like a water balloon.

Segremores purred quietly, relishing the bloated, inflated sensation the coupling had left him with.

"You get started, I'll go get Miss Priscilla's medicine." He moved to sit up but was quickly stopped by a pale green hand.

"I took care of it already. You just relax and enjoy the show." Agro pressed himself close and brought their lips together. The taste of his mate's spunk lingered in his mouth, letting some of it return to the source.

Eventually, the two scaled lovers parted and the raptor stood, eyeing the Clydesdale hungrily. He licked his lips and moved forward to take for himself that which had been given to his partner. He would not be denied the same joy. Initially, Dex hesitated, weary from two rounds already. He was used to just one romp at a time, and it usually took enough out of Vanessa that she didn't ask for more until a good while later. This sudden change to multiple partners was a little overwhelming. Luckily, both owners had seen such reactions before and knew just how to deal with them.

Agro snickered and dropped onto his hands and knees, quickly crawling up under the great dark stallion, sitting up once he was in position. His hands reached up and gathered the well used shaft hanging before him, caressing it tenderly. Dex had spent himself through hard, fast sex. Agro intended on slowing things down a bit. His lips met with the heated flesh, kissing it tenderly before he ran his tongue along the smooth organ, sampling the musky taste of equine hormone as well as his own lover's feminine release smeared across it. It was nothing terribly new to him. In fact, he rather liked the combination of breeding animal and his beloved. Something about it, perhaps how 'naughty' it felt, tickled his fancy.

Slowly, the dark rod disappeared into a new orifice, making quite a bulge in the raptor's neck, a bulge he took in stride as he suckled away like a child at its mother's breast. The horse whinnied quietly, too tired to even try to pull away. It did feel rather nice, and it seemed he didn't have to do anything other than stand there. What was one more, quick jaunt through the realm of intimacy? Surely he could handle it.

Agro bobbed his head back and forth, pushing his muzzle up towards the valley between the horse's hind legs, the long, curved spines adorning his skull brushing against the stallion's stomach. The light tickle along the horse's gut, as well as the attention lavished upon his member slowly began to coax Dex back into the proper mood. It didn't take that much effort. Within mere minutes, Agro had spun about, taking a similarly practiced posture as his husband had, moaning and grunting noisily as the stallion sated himself once again. A new set of feminine lips were stretched and abused as trickles of similarly fragrant nectar dribbled forth around the offending organ, the aroma mingling with a musk that hung in the air like a fine mist. The raptor twitched about against the horse's efforts, convulsing in the same wanton, carnal bliss he had earned from other breedings.

A nicker split the relative quiet as an almost avian screech joined the chorus. Agro's abdomen swelled visibly as the horse above was claimed by his peak for the last time for the night. A wet slurp followed once the noise of climax died away, the spent raptor flopping onto the floor of the stall. A strange, satisfied smile spread across his muzzle as Segremores moved to his aid, hoisting him shakily to his feet. With the deed done to all who might be receptive, all that remained was to prepare for the night. The now gravid mare was led back to her own stall while Dex, his sides still heaving, was left in peaceful solitude to recover from his brief mating marathon.

Dragon and husband left the barn, stumbling and giggling as though drunk, giddy with the excitement of events to come. They would both be huge, so large in fact that a normal person might be rendered immobile by such girth. The auburn fellow ran his free hand across his lightly stretched abdomen, certain that the potent mixture in his belly was already hard at work producing the first of what would likely be a long line of the stallion's progeny.

Bed came swiftly and sleep was not far behind. The two scaled fellows drifted off in each other's arms, letting their dreams show them how they might spend the next few months.

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"Can you hand me an empty bucket? This one's almost full and I don't wanna have to spend five minutes getting up and another five getting back down here again." Five minutes indeed. The raptor would need at least that much to climb up from his milking position, what with the great swell now attached to him. It had been almost six months to the day since the pair had purchased Dex, who it seemed had been enjoying himself. Both dragon and raptor had put on weight rather swiftly as they did their part to hasten the growth of their new Clydesdale population. Of course, it helped that the medication they frequently used allowed the mother to not only conceive more quickly, but use only the father as the genetic template, not clones of original but still not taking after the mother. After all, they likely wouldn't be able to sell a bunch of half horse, half reptile creatures to anyone. With Agro and Segremores occupied by their rather heavy burdens, carried conscientiously, a select few cows were used similarly as surrogates. One such lady was the very bovine being milked by the gravid dino, leaned forward atop his swollen belly.

"Sure, I can take care of that for you." The auburn dragon, clad in a set of overalls designed to fit over so massive a bulge, slid a new bucket into place for his husband before waddling his way around the temporarily immovable raptor to collect the filled vessel. It was carefully hoisted and moved away to be stored for later use before he returned to his work moving bales of hay for the mothers-to-be to eat. The added bulk didn't seem to cause either of them all that much trouble when maneuvering about or completing their daily chores. Practice had granted them such ease, each one taking their turn to carry while the other remained flat and trim until both built up the stamina and strength to remain fully ambulatory. It had worked out quite well.

When the last bucket was filled, Agro grunted and leaned back, landing firmly on his bottom, legs pushed wide around the tremendous dome of his belly. He chuckled and caressed the great sphere tenderly, pleased with his progress. His own overalls had seen many a calf or foal concealed under his scales and thankfully had withstood each and every one. This particular pregnancy would be no different. With the effort he had grown accustomed to exerting, the raptor hoisted himself to his feet and carried the final pail of dairy to its destination, wiping a bit of sweat off his brow once the door was shut.

"That's the last of them for today. Why don't we go pay Miss Priscilla a visit and check on her progress? She should be ready to go any day now."

Remi nodded as he placed the last bale in front of the only lady who had yet to eat. A similar removal of moisture from his forehead followed before he made his way to his lover's side, leaning against him firmly as the two heavy boys made their way out of the barn. It had become difficult for either of them to keep from fawning over each other's middles, adoring how the other looked so stretched and full. It tended to slow down their pace as they walked and this was no exception.

The pasture the mare had been released into was very spacious and just full of tender shoots. It was peaceful and warm, an absolutely beautiful day. The clear air allowed the approaching pair to spot the heavy Miss Priscilla a good distance away and vice versa. In a display one might describe as playful, the pregnant pony pranced away from the two swollen tummies advancing on her position. Being far better suited to her load than the boys, the mare easily outpaced them at every turn. Soon, the scaly couple found themselves too tired to give chase.

"Forget this! I'm not running after a horse when I'm about to give birth to one!" The dragon grunted noisily as he plopped down under a thick oak tree, opting to catch his breath. Agro whimpered quietly and slumped down next to him, just as winded.

"She'll come to us when she's good and ready. Just rest for now. Doesn't do either of us any good to run ourselves ragged." The raptor offered his companion a soft coo as he reached over and caressed the dragon's great, spherical belly. Remi, slowly catching his breath after so lengthy a workout, simply smiled at the affectionate, and similarly exhausted, reptile. A good cuddle sounded rather nice, and it might perhaps lead to something just as tiring. Priscilla was in a mischievous mood; she could be tended to later. For now, the hormones coursing through their veins screamed for something altogether different than their original intention upon setting out into the pasture.

It was their farm. There wouldn't be anyone there to see if they were to engage in something more intimate.

Agro leaned in closer, resting his cheek atop his husband's abdomen, nuzzling into the auburn dome tenderly, giggling as he felt a gentle shift under his lover's skin. Both their babies were getting stronger. It wouldn't be too long before they were ready to walk on their own. Of course, they would have to climb out of bed before they could do that, and while the two boys were feeling mixed emotions about the idea of giving up such large bellies, they took comfort in the fact that they would be starting all over again soon afterwards.

The brown dragon closed his eyes and sighed blissfully. There wasn't much that would make this situation better. He leaned over to press his gravid middle against his husband just a bit more, enjoying the caressing and the gentle twitches of the foal inside. A strange mix of a purr and growl rumbled away in his throat, a sound Agro knew all too well. It was the tell-tale noise behind Remi's desire. He was in the mood, and while the bellies would be a bit of a hindrance, they would never completely prevent their fun. Without a single word spoken between them, the raptor pulled away, unfastened his overalls, and rolled forward, his stomach so large that his knees could not reach the grass below. His tail rose swiftly to offer his beloved a glorious view of his assets, puckered star above, already relaxing for access, and moistening folds below, quivering in anticipation of the intruder he knew so well. A pair of snaps sounded behind him just moments before a hefty weight settled atop his back, leaving the pregnant dino perfectly trapped.

A soft shiver ran up the length of Agro's spine the moment he felt that pulsing rod brushing against him. That same playfully content growl rose behind him as its maker slowly pushed, opting to claim his lover's alternate entry. Remi hissed softly as the impressively tight grasp of his mate's rump wrapped around him. His insertion brought a gentle caw from the raptor, the speared fellow's palms spread against his tremendous belly, feeling a light shift under his scales.

"Don't look now honey, but baby's gettin' restless."

Segremores simply chuckled and nodded, offering his own marvelous bloat a pat, soft movement visible under his skin.

"Mine too. Better drink it in while you can. They're gonna want out soon."

The two held still for the moment, simply savoring the sensations washing over them before they dared to move on. Why rush what was to come naturally when they could draw it out and relish every delightful second of it?

Ever so carefully, the dragon pulled his hips back, unable to retreat the full length of his shaft without dragging his gravid gut along his lover's back. He wanted to be gentle and pulling that far would mean needing too much force to sheath himself again. No, he would run shallow this time. Remi grunted as he thrust forward, looking as though only wiggling a few inches forward and back. Agro shuddered gently, clenching himself tightly around that firm rod lodged deep under his tail, hissing now and again as he panted. Below, his own rod was busy plumping and dribbling down the curve of his weighty middle. They were hitting their stride. Both knew this method all too well. Countless previous sessions like this had given them all the experience they would need to savor one another's touch while happily pregnant.

Unfortunately, they were also aware of a rather untimely happening that could easily interrupt any fun they might be in the middle of.

A warm nose brushed against the dragon's back, moist breath washing down his spine. Apparently, Miss Priscilla's mood had changed once again. The aroma wafting up from behind gave the rancher all the information he needed. He sighed and slowed his movement.

"Sorry honey but it looks like more pressing matters demand our attention. I'll have to finish you up properly later. Little Miss Vanessa's on her way."

The raptor moaned and whimpered, not wanting to let go of that wonderful mast mashed between his cheeks.

"Oh c'mon and finish up now. She's a good few hours away from really needing attention. We'll only take a few minutes."

His protestations amused the dragon, already working to retreat, albeit begrudgingly.

"I know, I know honey, but you know as well as I do that something could happen if we don't get on this right away." He was right and Agro knew this. Once both were separated again, the two nicely rounded boys dressed and took to either side of the mare in need and guided her back to the stables, right to the stall that had been prepared specifically for the event.

Straw lined the floor, a nice thick layer that would cushion even the heavy lady already beginning to present. The boys were more than willing to be whatever help that was called for, spending the next few hours by the mare's side, only one of them leaving to fetch whatever odds and ends might be needed.

Finally, after a lengthy, albeit fairly typical labor, the foal was free, but there was something decidedly different about this little one. The woman that had gone in was still very much human in appearance, at least for the most part, but below the waist, instead of a human-like lower half lay a very equine frame possessing four legs. The two reptilian fellows stared long at the new centaur they had indirectly created. Vanessa blinked softly as the world of the living was brought to weigh back down upon her.

"Wh-where am I?" She paused as she recognized the two staring at her curiously, "You! You shoved me in there! What did you do to me!?"

Segremores grinned and chuckled, quickly moving to the horse-lady's side, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"Oh I think we've done you a favor sweetie. We've made you a bit more compatible with your boyfriend. Just think about it, from now on, you'll be able to not only stand up to his advances, but you'll actually be able to have kids with him!"

The mention of an upgrade caught her attention and the woman turned her head to gaze behind her, ambivalent over the mysterious sensations coming from a body she didn't know she had. The instant she caught sight of her silky chocolate pelt, she screamed and leapt to her feet, unable to escape the horse shape that followed no matter how many times she spun about. Gradually, the initial shock passed and her heart slowed, leaving the residual terror to melt away. In all honesty, she found herself rather liking the new change. Admittedly, she was still 'young' and fairly small for a horse, but that would change and she would grow into a lovely mare, one that could properly enjoy Dex's company. Hopefully he would still recognize her. Still, something felt a bit off. She was a mare wasn't she?

"Hey guys... um, something's not right back there. I can't see that far, can you have a look for me?"

The conscientious pair did as requested, blinking once again as they discovered the very feature that had thrown off Vanessa's balance. She was still a mare, that much was apparent, but it became quickly clear that she would be able to participate in the breeding program on both ends, provided they got an order for a centaur or twenty. Agro was left speechless, drooling just ever so lightly. The sight of his lover gawking brought a snicker to the dragon's lips.

"Well my dear, it would seem that you've grown something that has my husband hoping you would like to be dominant at least some of the time," the lady tilted her head softly in confusion, a mild look of worry on her face, "Let me be blunt, you have a penis. A rather large one too. In fact, once you're fully grown, I bet you'll be bigger than your boyfriend. Don't worry, you're still mostly lady, you just happen to be a bit more like the two of us."

That seemed to stun the woman. Her eyes fluttered softly as she attempted to position herself just so to provide a view between her hind legs. Once she managed to get a glimpse of her new masculinity, the negativity of the change practically vanished.

"Well, I suppose it's a good thing I found out that Dex likes ass-play. If you're right about being bigger than him, I'm gonna mount him just as often as he mounts me," She, now quite happily a shi, seemed to have accepted the transformation far better than the boys had anticipated, though shi did seem to notice something rather different about them, different compared to prior to hir rebirth, "Hey, why are you two so fat?"

While Agro remained fixated on Vanessa's new sheath, the dragon continued to properly engage the lady.

"Well, the process that has led to the new you lets us join in on the breeding program we've got started. In fact, it lets us cross-breed animals. If we need cows but only have mares, that's not a problem. If we need horses but only have cows, that's not a problem. We're each carrying a foal, almost ready to give birth in fact. When they come out, they'll be like the father but not like us. It lets us use any animal that can handle the weight act as the mother."

The centaur nodded and began turning about again, slowly getting the hang of walking with four legs, finding it easier than shi had expected it might be. Hir mother looked over her shoulder at the colt, recuperating from the strain of birth, pleased that her child seemed to be unharmed and healthy.

"Sounds kinky. I'm kinda glad I stowed away, even if it was in Dex's ass."

Remi snickered.

"Oh I'm so glad to hear you say that. We were worried you might end up angry at us and want some sort of revenge."

The woman grinned maliciously at the dragon.

"Oh now who said I didn't want to get back at you? I plan on doing just that, but I'm sure you guys will enjoy it. Dex isn't the only one I plan on mounting."

The dragon laughed and grinned, moving to stand next to the centaur, taking hir hand and resting it atop his belly so shi could feel his son wiggling away underneath.

"Sounds like fun if you ask me. For now though, I think you should rest here with your mom while Agro and I go take care of something we were in the middle of before she interrupted us. Catch you a bit later?"

Vanessa grinned, caressing over that swollen dome tenderly.

"You can count on it."

---

While the new centaur spent hir first few hours of this new life wandering the stables with hir mother close behind, the boys slipped off quietly, determined to resume where they had left off. Clothes were shed once again and the springs of an especially sturdy bed creaked under the weight of two exceptionally gravid lovers, already lost in the throes of passion once more. Lips brushed against one another as the two sought to savor a kiss, forced into an awkward angle by their bellies, but then that was part of the fun. Fingers interlaced to hold tight, hearts pounding rapidly, faint trickles of sweat beginning to form along their skin and hastening quickly to the nearest crevice.

After too long, the pair had resumed the position that had been so rudely interrupted, the dragon trapping his ripe raptor beneath his impressive girth. Remi closed his eyes as he began to squeeze his way back into the dark environs of his husband's colon. All Agro was able to do was moan approvingly. The soft shifts under his scales only served to add to the experience as he lay forward on top of the sturdy foal he carried. Moisture quickly began to seep forth from between the raptor's petals while a similarly powerful aroma mingled in the air as his plump, throbbing, aching manhood dribbled away. In no time at all, a light trail of masculine and feminine ooze seeped its way down Agro's belly. He could almost swear he could feel Remi's own natural lubrication smearing its way around inside him. A twist of the hips, a flex of the thighs; each and every movement had a purpose.

Their moans filled the bedroom as the friction gave forth its heat, flowing through both raptor and dragon, titillating every nerve within reach. There would be a mighty explosion to come and neither fought against it, except perhaps to prolong the moment. The tight grasp of Agro's experienced orifice was ever present, hesitant to allow his beloved to pull free. But he must. There grinds were soft yet forceful, causing each to jump ever so lightly every time Remi sank home. What words were given were incoherent, nonsensical sweet nothings passing between dragon and raptor. Beyond that, only the sounds of carnal delights echoed softly off the walls of the bedroom.

Lips parted in a wheezing pant. Eyes squeezed shut. Names were called out. And just as quickly as it all began, climax came crashing down upon them both. A mighty throbbing pulsed away through the dragon's length; viscous, musky release flowed deep into his lover's core. Agro's voice hit a crescendo, holding that 'note' for what seemed an eternity. His own trembling frame offered forth its own sticky coating, seeping down his belly, ensuring the need to wash the sheets.

There the two lovers remained, their breath labored both by exertion and the foals they carried. Lively movement could be seen under their skin, looking as though the married couple's fun riled them up. Remi and Agro chuckled through their pants, fawning over their own swells.

"I don't know if they like it or are upset by it, but I do love how it feels."

The raptor below nodded, his eyes half lidded as he struggled to regain his composure, groping over the great bulge under him.

"Actually, I think mine's just ready to come out. Help me down to the stables again?"

In all the excitement, both scaled fellows had failed to notice Agro's water breaking until they had finished. It was indeed time. With a great deal of effort and several grunts, the pair returned to the barn, slipping into the stall they usually reserved for just this sort of thing, and just in the nick of time too. The raptor fell onto his knees in the hay, not a terribly meaningful feat considering the bulk of his middle landing first cushioned the blow. He shivered and moaned as he pushed forward atop his rounded tummy once more, tail hoisted high as his nethers began to spread, a deep mahogany face slowly beginning to emerge, glistening with moisture from the protective confines of the raptor's womb. Remi shifted to move around behind his beloved and wedged his fingers in on either side of the moist foal's muzzle, pushing into his husband's passage to find a place to grip the young animal's form and pull. His efforts triggered a sharp cry of elation from the raptor, already panting again as he began to push. Grunts and somewhat undignified slurps filled the wooden-walled chamber, drawing the attention of the filly reborn only half an hour or so earlier.

Vanessa peered in at the boys, watching as the plump dragon tugged away from his husband's folds, literally dragging a newborn horse from that tremendous bulge. The front legs slipped free as Segremores continued his work, pushing his arms further down along the foal's slick body, not caring very much how messy he ended up. Tug after tug and shrill cry after shrill cry of unadulterated passion saw the lively little child dragged loose of his motherly resting place, collapsing into the hay harmlessly. His little chest heaved away while he drank in the new world around him for the first time.

"Congratulations, it's a boy!" The centaur snickered as shi trotted in, carefully laying down next to the colt, stroking along his mane affectionately.

Agro was unable to speak, laying on his now flat stomach, panting away heavily, possessing a strange, goofy, lazy-eyed smile. The dragon on the other hand was still quite fresh, managing to sit himself up to a certain extent, tending to the newborn as well.

"He looks just like his daddy. I hope you don't mind him cheating on you with us."

Vanessa laughed and rolled hir eyes, still somewhat uncertain why shi wasn't horribly offended by what these two had done to hir.

"Well, at least you tended to his needs while I was unavailable. Speaking of which, just how long was I gone?"

Remi looked up with a rather nonchalant expression.

"Six months."

The lady was rather stunned by this, and it became painfully apparent as hir face contorted to coincide with hir mental state.

"Six months!? That's all!? You two have been pregnant only six months!?"

The auburn fellow nodded, just as calmly as he had answered hir question.

"That's right. Only six months. See, the serum we use not only allows us to join in on the breeding, but it also speeds up the gestation. It lets us shore up the numbers faster. We're not really sure how you turned out the way you did, but you seem pretty happy for it."

It was a lot for Vanessa to take in. A foal growing in only six months, just over half the time it usually took naturally. Honestly shi wasn't entirely sure shi approved of the idea or if shi thought it was potentially harmful for the horses. Still, the little colt struggling to get to his hooves between them seemed no worse for the wear, and while it was odd that the boys wanted to be involved so intimately in the breeding process, it did have a certain allure to it.

"So, now that he's done, does that mean you'll be popping yours out here in a second too?"

As if to answer hir question, the dragon winced softly and moved a hand quickly to his belly, nodding vigorously.

"It would seem so! Ooo, this one's a fighter! Very high spirited! I don't think I'm even going to need any help getting him out!" He shifted quickly onto his back, legs spread wide while the centaur moved to settle in the 'catching' position. Just as Remi said, he didn't need any real help with this one. Out came the foal's head rather quickly, darkening the straw underneath as his belly emptied away. The young horse struggled and pushed onward, freeing its front legs in short order. The 'mother' grunted and pushed several times, moaning aloud, trying to ignore what would have been a rather stout orgasm as he gave birth. He and his companion had been through this so many times that they had come to enjoy the process, finding the pain to subside rather quickly.

In a matter of minutes, not even one quarter of an hour in total, two young foals had been birthed, one boy and one girl, a surprise to the dragon who had assumed he was carrying another male. Agro recovered fairly quickly, at least just enough to find himself draped across his husband's lap. Vanessa tended to the pair of youngsters curiously exploring hir odd shape, not sure why shi looked so much like them and yet seemed so different.

"So, if you don't mind my asking, just why were you interested in buying Dex and breeding him?"

The dragon cradled his raptor's head against his now trim middle, purring softly deep in his throat.

"We had someone call us and ask for a team of Clydesdales for their horse and buggy service upstate in the big city. Give these two a year and they'll be ready for some light work, not the full load but they can start training them."

"Hold on, just a year? It takes longer than that to..."

Segremores politely lifted a hand to slow the concerned woman's words and offer an explanation.

"That serum doesn't stop after gestation. It speeds their growth for a good while. By the time these little guys have hit one year old, it will be as though they've aged two years. By then, enough of the formula would have found its way out of their systems to slow their aging back down to normal. Not the most natural way to do things, but it works. And once we get a large enough population going, we can ease up on the acceleration. We just happened to be caught unprepared is all."

Vanessa, still a little uneasy with the manipulation these two had mustered, simply nodded, deciding to let the topic drop and move on.

"How long before you two are ready to dive back in and start on the next 'batch'?"

The change in the conversation's direction hinted at the idea that Remi's new four-legged friend was not terribly comfortable with everything that went on here on his ranch. He didn't press the matter for the sake of diplomacy.

"Well, we each had a calf the day I called your boss about Dex. Another two days until the actual meeting, then we brought Dex home that afternoon. It was about three days this time. Generally we try to go a bit longer between pregnancies but when we're in a hurry like this, Agro and I have been known to get knocked up again the next day. Why do you ask?"

The centaur shrugged, already formulating a method of revenge, something they'd probably enjoy but at least shi'd feel like shi was paying them back.

"Just curious. I'll take these two to see 'mom' and let them nurse. You two just relax. I'll be back in a bit." Vanessa climbed back to hir feet and beckoned the wobbly-legged foals out of the stable, guiding them off to another stall to meet their surrogate mother.

The dragon moved to recline against the wall behind him, letting his eyes drift shut as he sighed blissfully. He wouldn't need to bloat back out again too terribly soon. He and Agro could enjoy a bit of real alone time now that they had two of the first group out and about. The other six would come soon enough, probably within the next few hours. If they were lucky, it wouldn't be all at once. There would be work to do, yes. But for the moment, he could rest and let his mind wander, even let himself drift off if he dared.

The equine lady closed the stall door behind hir once the colt and filly were in with Miss Priscilla, nursing away contently. As quietly as shi could manage, shi crept back down to the stall housing the two boys. When shi peered in, shi found them both very much unconscious, worn out by the day's endeavors. Shi didn't think shi would have a chance so soon, and shi wasn't about to pass it up.

As stealthily as a horse might be, Vanessa slunk hir way back into the stall and turned about, lining up hir hindquarters with the russet dragon snoozing quietly behind hir. Carefully, shi backpedaled, shivering as shi felt Remi's nose make contact with hir womanhood. This would be rather tricky indeed. Hopefully, shi would manage to get started before he woke up. Tentatively, shi took a few breaths, then pushed backwards, attempting to drag hir new 'employer' in as deep as shi could in that one motion. The whole of the dragon's head vanished from the outside world, now lodged deep inside the centaur's tunnel, soaking him in feminine nectar.

Vanessa bit hir lip to keep from moaning, finding the act to be quite the pleasant little experience. Slowly shi began to lower hir back end, letting it settle atop the boys, gradually slurping the first up into hir stretching passage. Droplets of hir honey seeped down below, landing with a few light plops on the raptor in Remi's lap, not waking him surprisingly. Shi was committed at this point. There was no going back, shi had to finish. The woman's breath caught in hir throat as shi fought to wiggle hirself this way and that, managing to tug the dragon's chest and stomach in. This was where it would get awkward. Thanks to how they had been positioned when shi returned, Agro's head would be pressed against his husband's crotch the whole way in. Little did shi realize he probably would have relished the experience, but neither ever woke.

The centaur's rump settled atop them both, finally letting all hir weight come to rest on them as hir walls flexed this way and that, coating their sleek frames in hir fragrance, no doubt overpowering so deep inside. Vanessa trembled, able to feel hir sides swell and bulge as the pair behind hir slipped further into hir, still desperate not to cry out. A pair of thighs disappeared as a new chest glided in. Inch after agonizingly glorious inch did shi manage to tug the happy couple out of sight until at long last, shi could hold back no longer. The half horse screamed at the very top of hir lungs, unleashing a mighty tidal wave of nectar across what was left of the raptor, jerking him in up to his ankles while his dragon companion landed in hir belly with a wet plop.

Underneath that growing abdomen hung hir new shaft, sleek, dark, and flaring, demanding use. The woman stood back on all fours and shivered, wiggling hir rump as shi felt Agro's feet slide in out of view from the outside world. With a wet slurp, hir supple folds closed up behind the two of them. Shi had done it!

Vanessa looked back at hir newly stretched lower half, reaching out to run a hand over the two shapes shi could make out through hir luxurious dark brown coat. It felt heavenly being so full below. In fact, there was just one thing that could make it even better. Without hesitation, the centaur pranced hir way out of the stall and trotted gleefully out to the pasture, looking for the very stallion that had given hir this new body.

Dex was enjoying a peaceful late afternoon's nibble of grass when he noticed an oddly familiar yet strangely alien sight approaching him. It was his companion, the lady he had concealed in his bowels that night so many months ago, but when did shi turn into a creature much like himself? It didn't matter much. He knew it was hir and that was enough for him. The dark male lifted his head and turned to close the gap between them, nickering softly as they finally made contact.

"Heh, I know honey, I look awful different, but it's me. I suppose you're my daddy now huh?" The large fellow moved past the woman's front and began nosing gently against hir swollen sides, curious about the contents, "Yeah, I've got someone in there alright, in fact, two someones, the boys that did this to us. I'm turning the tables on'em for a while. Care to see if we can't make a few changes in them of our own?"

As if he understood Vanessa completely, Dex lifted his head again and pranced his way behind the strange new mare, nickering again, eagerly awaiting the coming satisfaction. But shi wouldn't let him have it so easily. Shi cackled and galloped away, hir heavy belly bouncing away under hir, the two occupants remaining soundly asleep. The lady toyed with hir beloved equine, letting him get close only to dart off in another direction, building up a head of steam, frustrating him so that he would not hold back when he finally caught hir. And when he did, it was glorious.

The deep chocolate stallion rose up and mounted the woman from behind, who managed to support him better than shi anticipated. A gasp escaped hir as shi felt that dark intruder shi had come to know so well slide home where it belonged. Hard and fast he rutted away, offering a whinny now and again as Vanessa cried out, fondling hir chest as Dex did what he did best. Lewd sounds filled the air as the stallion's engorged organ squelched inside hir, his swaying orbs slapping gently against hir own sagging parcel. In a matter of minutes, a thick, rich blast of equine seed gushed forth, flowing oh so easily deep down into Vanessa's new, and quite occupied, womb. Shi shivered and cooed feeling that unearthly delight well up inside hir.

Being what he was, Dex simply retreated when all was over and done, his sides heaving softly while Vanessa found hirself needing a very similar sense of satisfaction.

"Hey there big boy, you remember how you liked me disappearing under your tail? Well I've got something else to tuck away under there now, so you better get used to it fast." Shi snickered and trotted about behind the dark stallion, confusing him mildly until shi reared up, not giving him a chance to react. Hir own plump, stiff rod, dribbling away, begging to be plunged into something, found its way right into the very tunnel shi had managed to slip into half a year ago. Likely shi would never get to try that again, but at least shi took consolation in the fact that shi could play the part of the 'man' in their relationship.

Dex nickered and tried to pull away, uncertain of this new experience. Vanessa refused to let him, already bucking hir hindquarters away passionately, determined to teach him a thing or two should he be paying attention to the sensations flowing up through him from his rump. The centaur's efforts were short lived, not knowing quite how to stave off a male's pleasure so easily, but shi did manage to draw it out noticeably longer than hir lover's turn. And when that final burst finally came, the stallion was lost in a sea of confusion. His own length bucked and throbbed away, leaving a heavy smattering of creamy white all over the grass under him just as a similar gush flowed up into his bowels. If this was how it was to be from now on, he would likely not try to escape in the future.

---

A solid week had passed as Vanessa found hir way around the ranch, tending to all the chores shi was accustomed to. Hir two passengers remained sound asleep, all three of them unaware of what changes had been put in place. With so much to be done and only one person to do it all, the lady opted to try and put out an ad for a farm hand. There had been several calls but most of them seemed not quite the caliber person that would be able to deal with the oddities of this particular ranch. There were a couple however that seemed promising, and one was scheduled to arrive sometime that afternoon.

Dex had grown accustomed to the centaur's advances rather quickly, and without losing his aggressive demeanor in the process. For every time shi mounted him, he would try rather hard to turn the tables on hir afterwards. Such was life, even while Vanessa was pregnant with hir 'owners.' That would probably be the easiest way to explain this particular situation, and honestly shi didn't really mind it that much. It was just another reminder that shi would be able to spend all the time shi could ever want with hir beloved stallion.

"Alright, so that's all eight of them. Everything seems to check out, they're all healthy and growing fast. Probably wouldn't hurt to get a few more started. What do you think honey?" The woman turned to gaze back at the mahogany Clydesdale behind hir. A gentle nicker was his answer. Clearly he was eager for more, "Then let's just go pick you out a few girls shall we?" A little research had offered hir enough information to prepare the needed doses of whatever medication would be required. It still left hir a little uneasy but the benefits outweighed the potential problems. As shi filled the syringes with the necessary proportions, shi felt movement below. It caught hir attention and shi paused hir work, turning to gaze back at hir swollen belly.

"Boss? You awake in there?"

A groggy groan rose up from under hir skin as the dragon stirred back to life, finding his husband trapped with him and wrapping his arms affectionately around him. It didn't take long for him to figure out what had happened, and he snickered in mild amusement and hidden arousal.

"Well, I must say this is a new one on me. I never thought I'd get to take a tour of the factory. How long have I been out?"

Vanessa snickered and reached back to pat hir bloated gut, enjoying the weight far more than shi really wanted to admit to hirself.

"A good seven days. How do you feel?"

Segremores smacked his lips tiredly and yawned, stretching gently against the rubbery, fleshy sac holding him in place, nuzzling into Agro's cheek as he began to come around as well.

"I feel pretty good, but something is a little off," He began a cursory inspection of himself, unable to see but certainly able to feel. His hands glided over his form until he reached his crotch, finding what had been a fairly normal sized example of masculinity to have grown considerably. He paused and examined more closely, finding the girth and length to have well more than doubled, perhaps even tripled. Not only this but the general shape seemed to have taken on a new form, a form he was rather familiar with, "Well, that's certainly new! It would seem Dex has rubbed off on us, in more ways than one!"

Mention of a change worried the centaur. They had not gotten any bigger that shi could discern, so they could not have developed four legs as shi had. What else could have changed? Agro woke and performed a similar examination upon himself, finding the same transformation to have occurred. His voicing of the shift was less subtle.

"Gives the term 'hung like a horse' a more literal meaning doesn't it?" Giggles rose up from Vanessa's belly as shi furrowed hir brow.

"What? Are you telling me you're both..."

"Proud owners of genuine horse leather between our legs! Now if you'll excuse us, we need to... break it in." No more words followed, at least, anything coherent. All Vanessa heard was a series of moans and grunts, feeling the twins bucking against one another, making hir belly shift and wobble. A shudder ran up hir spine as they drove one another to the edge of orgasm and beyond again and again, relishing the new size and just how deep they could reach into one another with great fervor.

"Ooo, not quite what I expected but... I guess I'll take it," Just as the centaur was returning to hir previous task at hand, a buzzer sung out, denoting that someone was at the front door of the farm house. Shi sighed and set the hypodermic kit back down in its appropriate storage before turning to trot the distance between barn and house. It seemed that hir guest had arrived sooner than shi expected he would. Shi rounded the corner of the sizable residence and offered a friendly wave, "Hello there! I'm Vanessa! I put the ad in the paper! How can I help you?"

A trim blue figure turned from gazing at the door to find a half woman, half horse with a rather squirmy belly making all sorts of inappropriate moaning beckoning him over. Were he a different sort of fellow, he probably would have taken offense to this. The azure dragon extended a hand once he was in reach and kept his eyes locked with Vanessa's, ignoring the two hidden away in hir womb for the moment.

"Yes, I'm Smokescale Aquatos. You can call me Smokey though. Your ad said you needed a ranch hand. I'm willing to do whatever you need me to."