Bad Ending
“A what?!” I start to shake all over as the words he’s just said to me begin to set in.
“You heard me. A fertile womb nestled inside of you.” The stallion smiles maliciously at me and shifts his weight from one side to the other. I reach down and feel at my belly in disbelief, somehow expecting to be able to feel the new organ inside of me, but it all feels normal. Even though I can’t feel it, knowing it’s there brings on a slight twinge of arousal that immediately has me feeling ashamed. The shop owner, Bill, stands from his chair and begins a slow, methodical approach towards me, walking around the counter without ever taking his eyes off of me. I take a few steps back until I run into the wall behind me, nearly knocking some concoctions from the shelves above to the ground.
“Just imagine it…feeling my cum pouring into you…knowing it’s knocking you up.” I tremble at the thought, both terrified and unbelievably turned on as my thoughts drift to what it might feel like. How different would it be to have his thick cum pumping into me knowing how dangerous it is? Knowing his sperm is searching for an egg to penetrate and get me pregnant.
“You…You’re crazy if you think I would want that…” He chuckles deeply and takes another step forward.
“Oh am I? That heat potion did more than just send you into a lust frenzy every month you know. Don’t try to deny it.” I quickly think back to my previous heats. I wanted to be fucked…no…I wanted to be bred. I wanted to feel their cocks spewing all of their hot cum inside of me. And…oh fuck. He’s right. I wanted them to breed me so full that they actually overcame my biology and got me pregnant. Hearing Zev tell me he was going to knock me up had my whole body shaking with anticipation and need.
“I…I don’t…” I try to come up with some kind of rebuttal but nothing comes to mind.
“See…can’t even bring yourself to hide it. You’d love to be my broodmare wouldn’t you, boi?” As soon as he says this a war begins raging inside of my head. I don’t want to submit to this sleazy beastman. He’s turned me into some bottom hungry slut when all I wanted was to be a better top. But I also…fuck. I hate admitting it to myself but I find him unbearably hot. His big beefy gut, powerful arms, thick, juicy equine cock…Just the thought of letting him unload his filthy seed inside of my body. Letting it take root within me. It’s all making my hole twitch uncontrollably.
I let out a soft moan as the situation’s gravity settles in on me. Without fully understanding the consequences of what I’m about to do I nod to the stallion. He smiles darkly and reaches forward, beginning to pull my shirt up over my head. My breath becomes unsteady and I consider making a run for it once more. I can’t let this happen. He’s going to get me pregnant. Not just some dirty talk, he’s actually going to knock me up. But as this thought crosses my mind another moan escapes my lips and the stallion chuckles before undoing my pants and sliding them down my thighs. I want to protest but I just can’t. It’s like being locked away inside my own body as everything happens, all while dirty fantasies of this big brute holding me down play out in my head. He hooks his fingers under the band of my boxer briefs and suddenly tears them off of me, tossing the tattered pieces of fabric to the side. He then runs a hand down my chest before reaching around to cup both of my asscheeks.
“I knew you’d make the perfect bottom boi for me the moment I saw you.” Before I can respond he begins to undress himself as well, quickly prying off his shirt and stained jeans. Out flops his massive equine member and my jaw drops at the sight of it. It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve ever seen his cock but it still has a very strong effect on me all the same. His musk spirals through the air and fills the room in a matter of seconds. The moment it reaches my nose I whimper as my senses go haywire. God it’s so good. A foul odor of testosterone and masculinity. I breathe deeply to take more of his scent into my lungs, my hole responding by becoming a slick mess as the inside of throat itches incessantly.
Bill reaches down and pulls out his phone before snapping a quick picture of me standing there stark naked, getting drunk of his scent.
“Before…” He winks at me and rubs a big hand over my head in a possessive, controlling way. He guides me closer to him and my hands instinctively rub against his chest. “Show your daddy some love.”
I briefly think that calling him my daddy feels wrong, but also so right at the same time. He’s the man who reshaped me into a better bottom than anyone could possibly be. Rather than fight it I do as he says, planting my lips on his chest. I can taste his sweat as I kiss my way along his pecs and drag my tongue into every nook and cranny I can. I can feel my lust beginning to take over. The need to worship this man is becoming stronger by the second as his scent and sweat become plastered to my face while I mash my lips and tongue across his chest. The stallion lets out a deep rumble that vibrates through my body and grabs ahold of my face before tilting it backwards. I look up at him with my mouth hanging open, panting softly as he sneers at me. In a flash he presses his lips against mine, quickly forcing his tongue into my mouth. His kiss isn’t tender or sweet, but forceful and dominating. It’s always been this way with Bill. Me being put in my place.
His tongue swirls around in my mouth, pressing deeper into my throat before he breaks the kiss and holds me at arms length. His gaze is…untamed and wild as he looks at me. A broad smile stuck to his face as he realizes exactly what I do. I’m his. He’s finally won and made me his plaything. I could break free, try to fight him off but he and I both know that I won’t. I failed.
He lifts an arm and his musky pit is exposed. I lean forward to breathe in the intoxicating scent and he uses one hand to force my face against it. Dutifully I start to lick and slurp on his furry pit, getting the high of my life as his scent pours into me and plasters itself to my tongue. The stallion beastman chuckles and moves me over to his other pit and I’m rewarded with a fresh wave of musk and sweat. He asserts even more dominance over me by not just holding me in place, but grinding my face against the rough, sweat soaked fur.
“You’re mine, boi. All mine. I’ll cover you in my scent everyday so you or anyone else never forgets.” He gives me one more firm push into his pit before his hands press down on my shoulders and guide me to my knees. He grabs onto his balls and hefts them up over my head before plopping them down across my face. Beads of sweat drip down from them across my skin and his scent doubles in its intensity. I simply can’t help myself and my tongue slips free from my mouth to lather across the surface of those fat orbs while I listen to them churn with the seed that is soon going to impregnate me. “Yeah you can hear it can’t you, boi? All those swimmers that are gonna flood that womb of yours.”
A whimpering moan leaves my lips at these words and my insides go from itching to burning with need. I have to have him follow through with his promise. I absolutely have to have this man breed me like no one ever has. His balls slide down my face, across my chin, until they swing back towards his thighs. He traces my lips with two fingers until they force them open and slide inside my mouth, and I begin sucking on them. He smiles down at me and opens his mouth to speak, hesitating as he savors the moment, watching me on my knees as my eyes plead with him to turn me into his personal toy.
“Open wide, boi.” Without a moment’s hesitation I obey, opening wide as he slips his fingers back out of my mouth. Bill grips the base of his eighteen inch cock and guides the flared head towards my stretched wide lips. In one slow thrust he sinks every inch down my desperate throat. I shiver with satisfaction as my throat molds into the shape of his perfect dick, the bulbous head spewing liters of precum at a time into my empty belly. My tongue slithers along the underside of his shaft as I gulp around it, earning approving grunts from the wicked stallion above me. He then places both hands on the sides of my head and begins an uncharacteristically tender and loving pace. He wasn’t just facefucking me, he was practically making love with my throat, truly savoring every second. And I was too. Every second of it was sheer bliss that I never wanted to end. “That’s right. Worship your new husband little slut. You’re gonna be married to my cock for the rest of your life.”
As he degrades me in such a way a sliver of my old self flickers to life, telling me to do something. This man doesn’t even give me the grace of saying I’ll be his husband but that my life and love will be his cock. Push him away. Save yourself. But the thought is so tiny, buried so deep in my subconscious that I barely even realize I’ve thought it. The rest of my mind is slowly but surely being corrupted into his perfect sex slave. His perfect little bottom boi.
He continues thrusting in and out of my throat for another fifteen blissful minutes, the taste and scent of horse cock branding into the taste buds of my tongue and soft flesh of my throat. He then drags his entire length out, the tip of his cock pointed directly at me as it flexes and hoses my face with another spurt of thick precum. Without even being asked to I lean forward and take my ‘husband’ in both hands before making out with the flared head. I kiss it like it’s truly my lover, feeling a deep newfound desire to please it in every way I possibly can. My mind is so distorted at this point that I think I truly have fallen in love with his cock. Head over heels in fact.
“Just look at you. And to think…you came in here wanting me to give you a bigger cock. This suits you much better.” He uses one powerful arm to push me onto my back and in a swift almost graceful motion that doesn’t suit his brutish nature he slips two fingers up my greedy, slippery hole. My back arches from the feeling of his thick fingers prying me open, digging into my guts as he searches for my prostate and within a few more moments he finds it.
“Ahhhhh!” I cry out as my body begins to squirm at his touch and he grunts in response.
“Mmm. Such a slick pussy. It’s just begging for dick.” I nod and gasp loudly as his fingers begin to utterly pulverize my prostate. He laughs almost maniacally as he controls my body like a puppet, the store being filled with the wet slurps of his fingers pounding into my hole. When I feel a climax building up in my body he abruptly pulls his fingers out of me and lifts me into the air. He manhandles me into a full nelson position, forcing my head to look down at the absolute monster between his legs bobbing underneath me and slowly moving towards my puckered hole. My heart begins to pound harder than it ever has. He lowers me slowly, the heat of his cock growing as it gets closer and closer to its target. This is it.
The tip of his cock applies pressure to my twitching hole until it finally gives way and it pops inside. My eyes widen at the shock of the situation. His bare, unprotected cock is beginning to sink into me. There’s nothing at all shielding me from when he unleashes his load. His grip on me gets tighter as he pushes me down onto his dick, inch after inch sinking deeper into me. At a certain point his cock slides into what feels like a new entrance all together. A new passage not connected to my intestines at all but leading towards what I know must be the womb that’s burrowed inside of me. I writhe in his grip, not to break free but simply from the overwhelming stimulation it provides. This new passage feels even more sensitive than my usual insides and I moan in short, shaky gasps. Before long the head of his member presses into another tight opening before he halts his progression, instead staying still as his cock throbs aggressively.
“You ready to have a womb full of my cock, boi?” I’m desperate for more. Painfully so. My insides are quivering with anticipation and burning with need, but I shake my head out of fear. What if this hurts? What if it feels so good I black out? And what happens when he finally cums? I know the answer and moan so loudly I surprise even myself. The stallion chuckles and pushes forcefully, his dick suddenly breaching my cervix and sliding right into my unprotected womb. I know biologically speaking I should be in immense pain. If this was a natural womb it shouldn’t be physically possible for it to be breached in such a way. But as a result I scream as a full body orgasm tears through me with such ferocity I really do start to black out, my vision beginning to tunnel as I spew rope after rope of cum across the shop floor. It’s the most blissful…irresistible…insidious kind of pleasure I’ve ever felt.
“H-How?! Unghhhhhhh! It’s not possible-gahhhhhhhh!” The stallion doesn’t respond right away, instead holding me steady as I feel the first wave of his gooey precum erupt into my womb making me start to orgasm all over again.
“Heh, you thought I wouldn’t design the potion to allow this? You’re not just some slut with a womb. Nmmmm!! You’re the perfect lil’ bottom boi. Grrrrrrr! You’re designed to give and receive more pleasure than anyone ever could. And you’re all mine!” He then starts to drag that flared head out of my womb before he thrusts it back inside. My vision continues to blur as my sense of sheer ecstasy becomes too intense to handle, but even as I begin to wish I could, I can’t seem to pass out. Whatever his potions have done to me seem to make sure I stay lucid and conscious for every agonizingly beautiful moment of this. The beastman picks up the pace, brutally fucking his cock into me. After several minutes of this, a sheen of sweat beginning to glisten on my skin, he walks the two of us over to a nearby shelf. He reaches up to pull down another concoction of his while I remain impaled on his throbbing manhood. Even with my blurred vision I can see the fluid inside is a fluorescent green color, frothing like a shaken soda. He pops the cork off and brings it up to my lips. “Drink.”
In my sex-fueled haze I don’t even consider disobeying him, wrapping my lips around the edge of the bottle as he tilts it back. The fluid pours into my mouth and I gulp it down, waiting for something to happen. A sizzling sensation begins to form in my guts, bordering on stinging but never quite reaching that point. The sensation fades and I pant heavily, both wondering what he’s changed in me this time and still squirming from the pleasure of having his cock inside me.
“Now the only meals you’ll ever need and will ever get are thick, protein filled loads. Your body can’t survive without at least three a day, but don’t you worry. Between me and my buddies you’ll be very well fed.” My head starts swimming as the reality of this settles in. My old life is gone. I thought that was the case after I first met this stallion, but now every facet of my life has been changed. I’ll never be able to return to my job. What am I supposed to do for my lunch break? Tell one of my straight coworkers to spread their thighs and let me get my fix? Or take a thermos of Bill’s cum to work with me? I belong to the stallion fucking me now. Even as I can feel my pride withering at the thought of this I don’t ever want to leave his side. He’s a horrible person who deserves nothing short of prison, but the only thing I want to give him now is my body.
The stallion suddenly starts thrusting very forcefully, rapidly increasing his pace. He’s close…Oh fuck he’s getting close. I gulp as I quickly realize the fateful moment is coming. Plead with him to stop. But I don’t want to. You’re going to end up with a belly full of this dirty stallion’s children. I know isn’t it so hot to imagine? Your entire life is about to be upended. Good, now I can devote myself entirely to daddy and his cock.
“Get ready boi! Grahhhhhhh! Here it comes!” He plants his dick inside of me, every inch buried into my insides as it begins to pulse. And for a brief moment I come to. What the hell am I doing?! This isn’t just some sexual encounter. He’ll get me pregnant. This isn’t dirty talk, this is my entire life that’s about to be stolen away from me. I try to wriggle free, but before I can the head of his flared cock swells and locks me in place. No…There’s no escaping it now. The sounds of horse semen being pumped up through his cock into me as his balls churn up more and more of it fill the room. I shut my eyes as I resign myself to my fate just before his cum finally bursts into my womb.
I very nearly black out from the immense pleasure that tears through me. My womb is filled completely in matter of seconds and the pressure forces his cum up into my fallopian tubes to bombard them with his sperm. I know I shouldn’t be able to feel this happening so acutely but looking down at my belly it’s almost as if I can see it. His cock flexing and throbbing as it unloads more and more of his filthy seed into my womb. My sensitivity is so concentrated that I feel a sort of squirming sensation inside of me and somehow I know it’s his sperm heading towards an unfertilized egg. I don’t stand a chance of not getting knocked up. The sheer volume of his load alone would be enough. Then a powerful pang of pleasure erupts through my body, more powerful than anything I’ve felt yet and I know without a shadow of a doubt that he’s done it. He’s just successfully impregnated me.
“Yesssss! This is just the first of many, boi!” I ride out both of our orgasms, moaning and panting like a bitch in heat as he claims my womb wholly and completely. My own cum splatters against the wall with the force of my climax. It’s hard to tell as the sounds of the room begin to drown out by the pounding in my ears, but I think I’m laughing with joy. My old self that came to just before he took me is gone forever. Now all that remains is his perfect bottom boi. The overflow of his cum shoots up into my guts and back down around his balls, dripping to the floor in thick globs. Eventually his flow of cum slows down and he yanks his entire equine member free.
Thick cum spills from my gaping hole in buckets. Feeling it all draining out of me, rushing past my prostate and spilling down my thighs leaves a goofy grin stuck to my face. I don’t think I could be happier if I tried. After all my ‘husband’ just pumped me full of so much semen I’ll be lucky if it’s just one kid he put in me and not octuplets. My daddy stallion lays me down on the floor and I attempt to lift myself up, but my legs and arms are shaking so much that I simply can’t. I hear the snap of a camera and turn to see the stallion triumphantly standing over me with his phone pointed at me.
“And after…” I smile weakly, hoping he and his buddies like the photos of me both before and after. All I want is for him to get as much pleasure out of me as I do from him after all. Reality catches up to me once again in the afterglow. I’m pregnant…Holy shit I’m pregnant. My old life is over. I’m now his toy. I’m a slave to this stallion. But I can’t help feeling overjoyed at this realization. A certain level of hatred is still simmering under the surface for the man who’s made me his fleshlight, but in a way that only adds to the appeal for him. Knowing he’s a sleazy top only makes him more attractive. Lost in thought I realize he’s talking to somebody and I look up to see him on the phone. “Yeah head on over. My boi is needing as much cock as he can get.”
“Wh-Who was that?” He hangs up the phone. And tosses it onto the pile of clothes nearby.
“Just some buddies of mine. Gotta celebrate my boi with a lil’ baby shower, heh.” I open my mouth to respond when he leans down and thrusts his cock into my throat to silence me. Immediately I start slurping and sucking down the remnants of his cum still dripping from his dick. He squats down and positions himself before skullfucking me with a roughness I haven’t seen in even him before. He knows how durable I am when it comes to cock and he’s not holding back in the slightest. Close to half an hour later he pushes my head all the way down so my nose is buried in his thick bush of pubes and I breathe in that delicious scent as he blasts another load down my throat. With each pulse of his cock and deposit of horse semen into my stomach a new sense of satisfaction washes over me. This is more than the usual relief I feel. It must be the potion he gave me that makes it so I can only live off of cum now. I’m so lucky to have a strong daddy like this so I can always be this satisfied.
Once he pulls free I crawl forward and go back to making out with my new ‘husband’ earning me an approving growl from the stallion. Just then the door opens to the shop and I can hear the heavy footsteps of two men entering. I jump in surprise and look to see the wolf beastman, Devon, entering along with a very familiar looking gorilla. It takes a moment to place it but I soon realize this is the same beastman from the club that I sucked off in the bathroom stall. He knows Bill? Then it clicks inside of my head. He was there because of my daddy. The stallion needed me to cave and accept the thrill and joy of succumbing to a true alpha male, so he sent this guy there to break my resolve. And he did. From the start my stallion daddy has always been pulling the strings to get me into the very position I’m in right now.
“No need to go easy on him, I’ve got him all warmed up for you.” The two beastman peel off their clothes as they laugh in unison. They approach me and stand at either end as I look up at them with a sort of veiled, innocent expression. This draws out some of the most feral growls I’ve ever heard from a beastman and they manhandle me into position before plunging their cocks into either end. The gorilla fills my throat while the wolf uses my hole and my nails scrape against the dirty floor of the shop as I imagine what being knotted will feel like with his dick plunged into my womb.
Six Months Later…..
I wake up slowly next to the large stallion as he breathes in heavy sighs. I roll over onto my side and grunt when a firm kick inside my round, pregnant belly startles me. My daddy’s foals are getting quite feisty as of late. I smile softly as I rub my belly, trying to settle them and swing my legs off the edge of the bed. Just before I manage to hop off I’m suddenly dragged back towards the stallion and my face is stuffed against his sheathed cock.
“Don’t forget to give him his morning kiss, boi.” My corrupted mind doesn’t think anything other than how blessed I am to give my husband his morning kiss and I pucker my lips before gently making out with the tip of his cock. “Time for some breakfast I think.”
I swirl my tongue around as his cock begins to unfurl into my mouth, eventually slipping past my tonsils down my throat. My stomach growls in anticipation of my usual morning meal, especially after he starts spewing thick spurts of precum into my empty stomach. Just the beginning of another day.
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