Earning His Stripes

Chapters

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

Chapter 1

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” grumbled Mike, pulling his jacket tight against the chill of the autumn night. It was his first fall in Equestria - having immigrated in late Spring - and he was getting his first taste of the cold winds that sometimes blew down from the mountain.

Chris, still leading the way to the studio, rolled his eyes. “Can you not be that guy?” he said. “I wanted to do a porno with my cool friend Mike, not with some lame-o who’s worried that getting fucked by a mare will make him gay.”

“I’m not worried about being gay,” said Mike.

“Well, whatever you’re worried about,” said Chris, “stop worrying about it. These mares are really cool, and they want you to have a good time. And so does the audience.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Although… try to stay a little nervous. Mares love to watch a first-timer get broken in.”

They turned a corner, and Chris pointed ahead. “There it is.”

“There?” said Mike, eyeing up the tall, cylindrical white building. “Looks nice. That’s a porn studio?”

“Dude, I told you, Equestria is sexually liberated. Porno is legit, and becoming a meme on a human fetish website is the culture’s highest honor.” He opened the studio’s front door, and Mike followed after.

“Hey Chris!” called a friendly voice. An orange pegasus mare with sleepy eyes waved at him from behind a reception desk. “Oh my fuckin’ Celestia, is this your friend? He is cuuuute…”

“Thanks,” said Mike. “Uh, are you one of the mares I’m going to be… with?”

The mare found that really funny. “Naw, naw,” she said, grinning, “But I like where your head’s at. Maybe on my day off we can go halfsies on a cock growth enchantment. Get me a nice big dick for you to play with.”

“Uh…”

“Oh, right, he’s a virgin,” said the mare. “Sorry for comin’ on so strong. My name’s True Love. I’m the receptionist.”

“Are they ready for us?” asked Chris.

“Oh, yeah, they should be,” said True Love. “They’re in the Blossom studio, first floor.”

“Awesome, thanks,” said Chris. “Come on, Mike.” He waved his arm in the direction of a pale blue hallway beside the reception desk, and led his friend down past doors with innocent-sounding names on placards. The mountain room, the waterfall room… and finally, the blossom room.

“This is it,” said Chris.

Mike drew in a deep breath. “Last chance to back out, huh?”

“No, your last chance was like ten minutes ago, man. We doin’ this.” He pushed the door open, revealing what looked like a bedroom. Pink walls, pink sheets, a few tasteful wooden furnishings to sell the “bedroom” illusion - and seated on the foot of the bed, two big, stripey patches of black and white.

Oh, thought Mike. Zebras. He’d seen the occasional zebra in Canterlot, but he’d never had the opportunity to interact with one. He was closer to these two mares than he’d ever been to any zebra - and when they heard the door open, they rose from the bed and quickly closed that distance.

The first thing Mike noticed - after the fact of their species - was how big they were. It was even clearer once they stood, rising to a height of seven feet on thick, powerful legs. Mike was accustomed to being shorter than women - even on Earth it hadn’t been uncommon. But these mares were huge - and while black veils covered their crotches, Mike suspected that what they had hidden was just as big as the rest of them.

“Our boys have just arrived, what luck,” said the zebra on the right, advancing until she loomed over Chris.

“Which one of you’s the first-time fuck?” said the other, staring down at Mike with a confident smirk. Both voices were deep and smoky, with a prominent accent.

“Uh, that’s me,” said Mike. “So what do you need me to do? How do we get started here?”

“The cameras are rolling,” said the mare nearest Mike. “The show has begun.”

“All you need to do is relax and have fun,” said the other. She thrust her chest, bouncing her big striped tits in Chris’ face. The mares’ chests were bare; the veils over their crotches were their only articles of clothing.

“They want to get your authentic first time reaction to getting fucked, dude,” said Chris - although his eyes stayed on his zebra’s breasts. “That’s what the customer wants. A wide-eyed innocent learning to love getting fucked.”

“Your truth is what’s called for, no need to rehearse,” agreed Chris’ mare.

“Let’s properly greet, and dispense with the verse,” said Mike’s mare. “My name is Zavara. Will you join me on the bed, you pretty young thing, and tell me your name?”

Zavara took his hand - gently - and led Mike to the wide, pink bed. “My name is Mike,” he said. “Nice to meet you, Zavara… so, uh, you already know this is my first time with a futa… and my first time doing anything like this on camera…” He glanced around the room. The “cameras” were cylinders of flawlessly clear crystal that levitated throughout the room, seeking the best angles.

“Ignore the cameras,” said Zavara. “The four of us are here to have a good time, and that is all that matters. And for the moment, you can forget that you are with a futa. Just think of me as a mare.”

“Okay,” said Mike.

“Tell me, Mike,” said Zavara, taking both of Mike’s hands in hers, “do you like being kissed by a mare? Do you like feeling a mare’s hands on your body?”

“Y-yes,” said Mike. It was a good idea, thinking of Zavara simply as a woman and not as an intimidatingly strong and probably well-endowed futa - but he spied a bit of movement under the veil that concealed her cock. A thick shape was stirring underneath.

“Then let us start with a kiss,” she said. She leaned down, bringing her muzzle down to his level. Mike raised himself on the balls of his feet and met her lips with his. He felt her arms wrap around his back, pulling him closer, and as she lifted him up, he felt every muscle in his body relax. She was so strong, he could let himself go nearly limp and let her lift him up and press his body to hers.

And holy shit, could she kiss. Mike’s inclination was to start slow, but Zavara was having none of it. Her tongue was long and strong, and it pushed his lips open, claiming his mouth and plunging deep inside it. Her hands, still supporting him effortlessly, began to venture along his body - and it didn’t take them long to decide that his ass was the place to be. For a man, Mike had an ass that was uncommonly round and - to the right kind of woman - very inviting. Trepidation had kept Mike’s cock soft up til now, but feeling those powerful fingers kneading his ass while that strong, curious tongue explored his body… Mike’s brain still had its doubts, but his dick had officially switched sides.

Chris, of course, had no such misgivings. “I’m Chris,” he said, dragging his eyes up and down his mare’s body. “God, you’re beautiful. Can I feel your arm?”

“Of course you may,” said the zebra, flexing her arm. “Why do you think I put so much work into this body? I do it so that beautiful young men want to touch it.”

Chris wrapped his fingers around her bicep, stroking the soft, striped fur and feeling the rock-hard muscle beneath. “I am Zulna,” she said, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. “And my body is your playground, Chris. Touch it, explore it. And then kiss me, little human.”

Chris buried his face between Zulna’s tits, breathing in the scent of her fur as he ran his hands along her abdominals. His fingers grazed her navel, coming dangerously close to the veil that hid her fat, thick zebra cock - but he held himself back. And then he turned his face upward, finding his eyes just inches from Zulna’s. With a slight angling of her head, she brought her lips to his - and then she was just as deep inside him as Zavara was in Mike. But unlike his friend, Chris was completely uninhibited - he moaned passionately into Zulna’s mouth and felt her up - her thighs, her ass, even the stiffening cock underneath her veil. He squeezed the thick shaft, letting it grow in his grip as he slid his fingers down to the base and cupped his hand under balls like ripe plums.

Chris separated his lips slightly from Zulna’s, meeting her dark brown eyes. “You’re so big, Zulna,” he groaned, leaning his ass into her hands as he stroked her to full hardness. “You’re so fucking big, I need you inside me… I have to taste that big black zebra meat…”

“You may taste it, then,” whispered Zulna. “Swallow it deep, and tell me how you like it.” With her hands under his ass, she lifted him off the floor and carried him to the bed. She took her seat at the foot of the bed and set Chris down in front of her.

Chris knelt without being asked, exhaling hot breaths onto the veil over Zulna’s crotch. The flimsy garment was even more perfunctory now that her cock was hard - the sheer fabric was tented upwards so far that it only covered the top two-thirds of her shaft. Nonetheless, she pinched the veil between her fingers and pulled tantalizingly at it. “If you wish to see all of me,” she said, “Then show yourself to me. I have only seen the human form in pictures, and my curiosity is burning.”

Chris began to strip himself - moving slowly, once he got past his jacket, putting on a show for the cameras. Zavara, spying Chris out of the corner of her eye, pulled back from her kiss and put her lips to Mike’s ear, speaking to him in a low murmur. “I think you are more handsome than your friend,” she said, “but I won’t know for sure until I see all of you.” She punctuated her request by pressing the tip of her cock against the crotch of his pants and sliding its length upwards until her balls smacked against him. Then she stepped back and took her seat on the bed next to Zulna, looking expectantly at Mike.

Mike stared down at Zavara’s crotch - at the thick black shaft barely hidden under her veil. He’d felt that cock. Through a thick layer of denim, yes, but he’d felt its hardness and even its heat. And now cock was dominating his thoughts. Mare cock, zebra cock, big, powerful female cock. He was obsessed with it, salivating, and before he knew it he was stripping down next to Chris, while the two striped beauties watched with approving smiles.

Mike stripped himself in a rush, trying to catch up with Chris - but when he was down to his boxers, Zavara reached out her hand and grabbed his crotch, gripping his stiff shaft lightly. “You may leave your underpants on for now,” she said. “You will start by using your mouth. And I would like to leave myself a pleasant surprise for later.” She tightened her grip on Mike’s cock. “Your body is wonderful, Mike, so slim and smooth… and I want to be the one to uncover your big round human bottom.”

Zavara released her grip on Mike’s dick, and Zulna began to lift the veil over her cock. “Zavara, these boys have earned a treat. Now see and taste our zebra meat.” Zavara lifted her veil as well, slowly uncovering her thick black shaft.

It shouldn’t have been so tantalizing, thought Mike. The veils left nothing to the imagination; the shape and size of the mares’ cocks was obvious. And yet, his eyes were glued to Zavara’s cock, watching every inch as it was revealed, taking in the shape of every vein under the smooth black skin. And he licked his lips as he saw the wide, flared head and the glistening drop of precum on its tip.

Chris, of course, didn’t hold himself back. He dropped to his knees and buried his face in Zulna’s crotch, grabbing hold of her thick, powerful thighs as he pressed his lips to her smooth ebony ballsack. He kissed his way up the length of her cock, interspersing praise between each brief kiss. “You’re so big… so strong… your body is perfect… and your cock tastes incredible…” He arrived at the tip and ran his tongue across the flat head before wrapping his lips around it.

Meanwhile, Mike was taking it slower. He lowered himself onto his knees and inched closer to Zavara, watching her cock gently twitch. “Can I just, uh, get started?” he asked. “I’ve never done this before…”

“I am not worried about your inexperience,” said Zavara. “You came here of your own free will, did you not? You wished to have a mare’s cock inside you.”

“Yes,” admitted Mike.

“But not only that,” said Zavara. “You could have met a futa mare elsewhere and explored your desire in private. But instead, you wished for your first time to be on camera. Where thousands of ponies would see you giving your lovely, slender body to a big, strong zebra.”

“Y-yes.”

“I think you know what that says about you, Mike,” said Zavara. “You are a lover of cock. You do not wish to deny this love, you wish to celebrate it. You want it to be seen.” She reached down and put her hand on Mike’s shoulder, pulling him closer to her cock. “So show me. Show yourself how much you love marecock. Show everyone.”

Mike could smell the musk of Zavara’s long, thick stallionhood; this close to her body, the air was thick with it. All he could see was stripes, and all he could smell was her. Her scent gripped something inside him, something instinctual - and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to submit to his mare’s cock, to pleasure it and feel it cum. This was love, or something like it. Mike felt changed - he knew that from here on out, his body and mind belonged to cock.

He slid his lips over Zavara’s tip, letting his tongue explore her. Her skin held the same flavor as her musk, and he savored it as his tongue circled her cockhead - but when he finally lapped a drop of precum from her slit, he moaned in estacy, feeling his cock twitch in his boxers. Her cum was strong and salty and completely unlike anything he’d tasted before - and he adored it. He tried to slow himself down, almost afraid of how quickly he was falling in love with this zebra woman’s cock - but his tongue only moved faster, and his mouth only took her deeper.

“Oh, Zavara,” moaned Zulna, stroking Chris’ hair as he sucked her off, “My human is a delight to the senses. So cute… and so masterful at pleasuring a big hard cock. I think the more experienced human is the better choice…”

“I am happy that you are pleased with your human,” said Zavara, “But mine is a remarkably enthusiastic cocksucker, for a first timer. I suspect he has imagined himself sucking a mare’s cock many times… while he touched himself… Mike, am I correct?”

Mike made a muffled “Mm-hmm.” His heart raced as he made the shameful admission. Now everyone would know. How many mares would see this video? How many would recognize him on the streets of Canterlot? There weren’t that many humans doing these kinds of videos in Equestria. A mare who saw this video would have no trouble recognizing him… and they’d know exactly what kind of man he was.

But no amount of shame could stop him from sucking that fat, hot shaft, drinking each spurt of pre from the tip, testing the limits of his throat as he took more inches. He felt his own cock twitching, leaking precum, staining his boxers. He felt sure that, if he sucked Zavara’s dick for much longer, he’d cum just from that.

But she didn’t give him the chance. “Zulna,” she said, “These boys have proven themselves, don’t you think?”

“Oh, yes,” said Zulna. “The mouth of a human is so warm and loving… I would love to stay like this until I filled their eager mouths with my hot zebra cum… but boys this good deserve more from a mare.” She tapped Chris’ head. “You may stop,” she said. “It is time we moved things forward.”

Chris slowly lifted his head, dragging his slick lips across the length of Zulna’s ebony cock one last time. “I’m ready,” he said. “Did I do good? I can usually make a mare cum quicker than that…”

“You were excellent,” said Zulna. “But Zavara and I are built for endurance. We will cum when we are ready.”

Meanwhile, Mike was still sucking, increasingly lost in his task. Zavara had to pull him up, clasping his head and firmly removing his mouth from her cock. “You are a bit too eager, my handsome human,” she said, “but I am not cross with you. I am happy you enjoyed having my cock in your mouth.”

“I wanted to make you cum,” gasped Mike. “I wanted to taste it…”

Zavara patted his head. “Not today,” she said. “But I will come inside you, Mike.” She backed up on the bed, as did Zulna. “Have you ever ridden a zebra, Mike?”

“No…”

“Well, this will be another first for you, then,” she said. The mares laid themselves down on the bed, cocks standing straight up. Mike took a moment to stare, drinking in the sight of those tall, powerful bodies. The way their stripes ran along the curves of their bodies, from their shoulders to their tits down to their muscular thighs. He couldn’t believe he was desired by a woman this beautiful.

But then there was that cock. Huge, thick, and hot, it had felt wonderful in his mouth… but the thought of taking it in his ass was making his quiver with just as much fear as excitement. He was only human - and an inexperienced one at that.

Chris, of course, was only too eager. He pulled down his undies and crawled onto Zulna, ranning his hands along her abs and up to her tits as he positioned himself. “You’re so big,” he said, rubbing the crack of his ass against her shaft. “You’re gonna fill me so full with that big zebra cock…” He lowered himself onto her tip, moaning as his pucker embraced her flare - and once he was properly penetrated, he slammed himself down, going more than halfway down the length of her cock in one stroke. He cried out, shuddering with pleasure, breathing heavily as his body adjusted.

“You look nervous,” said Zavara, lifting her head to look Mike in the eyes. “I promise you will love it. This is what your body wants, Mike. That beautiful round bottom was meant to take cock. When you allow yourself to have what you desire, you will be happier than you can possibly imagine.”

Mike pulled down his boxers and climbed onto the bed. Zavara was right - he wanted this, and his desire was stronger than his fear. He straddled Zavara’s hips and lowered the crack of his ass onto her tip, slowly letting it part his cheeks until it stopped at his asshole. He tried to push himself down gradually, but he soon realized that he’d never get his ass around Zavara’s cock like that. He braced himself - then dropped his ass as hard as he could.

Mike whimpered as he was penetrated, his eyes tearing up as he felt the thick shaft enter his asshole. “Relax,” said Zavara. “Loosen yourself up, take your time…” She panted, her chest heaving. “Your ass is wonderfully tight, Mike… Mmm, I’m so lucky to be your first…”

Mike let himself fall, sliding lower onto Zavara’s cock. Right next to him, Chris was bouncing on Zulna’s cock, moaning louder each time, taking her dick almost down to the hilt. Mike couldn’t imagine taking a mare’s cock that easily, or that deep - but he was jealous. He wanted to be the kind of slut Chris was. He’d always wanted that, as hard as it had been to admit it.

He worked his ass down with tentative motions, a fraction of an inch at a time. And he was starting to get used to it, starting to enjoy the feeling… when he felt his body begin to flip. Before he knew it, he was face up on the bed, with Zavara looming over him, breathing heavy, her striped tits dangling over his face. With one effortless motion, Zavara had flipped the both of them over, placing herself on top - with her dick still in his ass.

“Forgive me, Mike,” said Zavara. “I truly wanted to let you go at your own pace. But I need to fuck, Mike. I need to feel myself deep within your lovely human ass. I am going to be rough with you, but you must believe me, you will love it.”

Mike was ready to surrender himself - but Zavara didn’t wait for him to speak. She dug her fingers into his shoulder and thrust herself inside him, pounding at his ass with all the strength in her beefy body. His ass wasn’t ready - it was too tight, too tensed - but his body didn’t have the strength to resist. Zavara rammed him open, plunging eight inches of cock into his ass with a single motion. Mike cried out, writhing and kicking as the sensation hit him - but Zavara held him down easily.

“Ooh, yesss... “ moaned Zavara, pulling herself back - and then ramming herself back in, eliciting another pained groan from Mike. “Open up for me, you lovely little human. Relax your ass, just feel me, just feel me inside you, deep and hard and strong…”

Mike threw his arms out to his sides, clutching the pink sheets, gripping them tight as his ass was brutally fucked. He turned to the side, and he saw Chris, still on top, still riding Zulna’s cock. His mouth was wide open, his eyes toward the ceiling - but he was bouncing faster than ever, slamming his ass down onto the zebra’s striped hips over and over - and then, with a feeble groan, he came, shooting a thick jet of cum onto Zulna’s tits.

And Mike could feel himself about to follow Chris’ lead. Mike had already been close to the edge, just from having Zavara’s cock in his mouth - and now she was pounding his ass, filling him stretching him, hammering at his prostate. Pain was giving way to pleasure as his body adjusted to the feeling - and his balls grew tighter, his cock jerked upwards, and lightning shot through his whole body as he came.

No orgasm in his life had brought him close to what he was feeling now. Each time his cock shot another splatter of cum onto Zavara’s abdomen, it felt like a wave was hitting him, washing over him with pleasure so intense he could barely process it. And Zavara was still thrusting. Still fucking him, going so deep in his ass that her fat black ballsack slapped against him with every thrust.

“Go easy,” groaned Mike, feeling his climax come to an end. “Slow down… I just came…”

“I am glad,” said Zavara. “But we are not done until Zulna and I finish. We will use your little human asses as long and as hard as we like, until it is time to fill your bellies with our loads.”

“Oh God,” moaned Chris, still bouncing on Zulna’s cock, “Fuck me forever. Fucking use me for hours, savage my ass with that fat zebra cock, stuff me till I fucking collapse…”

“Your friend has the right idea,” said Zavara. “We can fuck for a very long time if we wish. But I still care for you, my human. Maybe you would like to cum again?”

“I can’t…” gasped Mike. “Just came…”

Zavara laughed. “Let me show you what a deep fucking from a strong mare can do.”

Her fucking turned from a series of long strokes to an intense jackhammering of quick thrusts. She was hitting his ass like a speedbag, building tension in his prostate. It should have been impossible for him to cum again, so soon after the last time… but the mare’s body was so much stronger, Mike’s body could do nothing but bend to its will. Zavara had decided to make him cum… and so he came.

“Mmm, good,” purred Zavara, brushing her fingers across his flushed face. “When you have a strong mare caring for you, you can cum whenever she wants you to.”

“Oh my god,” gasped Mike. “You’re… incredible…”

“Zavara,” said Zulna, “Shall we move forward again?” She was just as composed as her fellow zebra; it was obvious the two mares were enjoying their humans’ assholes, but they didn’t look like they were even close to coming.

“Yes,” said Zavara. “Let us put these boys in position. We have an audience to think about… and we know what they want.”

Zavara pulled out of Mike’s ass, and he groaned pitifully as he felt it leave. It should have been a relief, having that big meatpole out of his ass after so much brutal fucking and two brain-melting orgasms. But he wanted it back inside him. He wanted that thick zebra meat and that wonderful, thick zebra cum.

The mares set their humans down on the bed and instructed them to get on their hands and knees. Mike found himself looking straight at one of the floating crystal cameras - whose presence he’d nearly forgotten about. But now he was looking at it straight on - and he had a feeling what it was going to capture.

And he wanted it. He wanted to be seen getting fucked. It wasn’t enough for his ass to become the toy of a big-dicked zebra mare. He wanted every mare in Equestria to see him get his ass speared open. He wanted dickmares across the world to blow hot white loads as they watched him get used and abused.

“Please,” he moaned, “Don’t hold anything back. I want everything, every inch, all your strength, I want gallons of cum inside me…”

Zulna laughed as she positioned herself at the entrance to Chris’ ass. “Your friend is a fast learner,” she said. “With a body like that, and such a love of cock… I think he has a very bright future here.”

“I know,” said Chris. “Boys like us… just need to get fucked. Nothing but marecock, deep and hard…”

“Then let us waste no time,” said Zulna. She plunged herself into Chris, and Zavara followed suit, penetrating Mike with her first five inches all at once. It was easier on Mike this time - not easy, just easier. His ass knew what it wanted now.

And the mares gave him and Chris all that they could handle. Now that they were head-on with the cameras, they seemed to be putting on more of a performance than before, and they took particular pleasure in making their humans moan and squirm. Mike felt Zavara’s fingers clutch a handful of hair - which he kept fairly long - and pull as she thrust herself into him. “Mmmh, harder,” groaned Chris, “Hurt me, use me up…”
Chris was getting a rough treatment too; he felt the palm of Zulna’s hand smack his ass, producing a sound that shocked even Mike with its volume. The pain sent a shock through his whole body, and he yelled - but even in that moment he could tell that the zebra was using only a fraction of her strength. She knew just how much to hurt him, just how much his little human body could take.

And as they moaned there, on all fours, the line between pain and pleasure blurred until it was invisible. Every yank on Mike’s hair made his cock throb, almost as much as the thrusts of Zavara’s cock in his ass. Each time Zulna’s palm smacked into Chris’ asscheek, his body begged for more - as did his mouth. And in defiance of everything Mike knew about his body, he felt himself building towards a third climax. “Oh, god…” he groaned, feeling his brutalized body approach the point of no return. And with a grunt, he shot another load - and Chris came right along with him, blowing his load just as Zulna delivered the hardest smack yet to his abused asscheek.

“Our boys have cum yet again,” said Zulna. “We are lucky to have humans so lovely… and whose bodies are so eager to please.”

“Mmm, I agree,” said Zavara. “Watching them cum is such a treat… and the way Mike’s body squirms feels wonderful on my cock. I’m very close to coming.”

“Me too,” said Zulna. “Shall we finish?”

Both mares rammed themselves into their respective humans and, keeping their cocks deep in the boys’ asses, they lifted them to their feet. On their own, neither Mike nor Chris would have been able to stand upright; they were wracked with pain and pleasure, their bodies exhausted by the inhuman fucking they’d received. But their mares held them upright, their powerful arms underneath the boys’ shoulders and their hands on the backs of their necks. Dimly, Mike recognized that he was in what the people of Earth knew as a “full nelson.”

“We’re going to cum inside you soon,” Zavara whispered into Mike’s ear, starting to pump her hips once again.

“How did you last this long?” gasped Mike. “You fucked me so hard… for so long…”

“They’re so strong,” Chris said, his voice barely above a whisper.. “No one else can do what dickmares do… no one can fuck like they can…”

“That’s exactly right,” said Zulna. “Boys like you are made to be fucked. So slim, so beautiful… and mares like us make ourselves strong so that we can give you everything you need.”

And then the mares were back to full speed, their thick, striped hips slamming into their boys’ assholes. Mike struggled to remain on his feet - but every time his knees gave out, Zavara’s arms were there to support him, keep him upright, keep his ass in prime fucking position. At long last, he could feel her cock twitching inside him, spasming as she approached the cusp of orgasm. It had taken all his body had, and more - but he was going to make his zebra cum. He was going to feel her load burst in his ass and fill him up.

He stared weakly at the camera that floated dead ahead of him, and the clear crystal stared back dispassionately. Mares across Equestria, in every corner of the PonyNet, were going to see him fucked to exhaustion. They were going to see his cock shoot again and again as a powerful zebra mare used him brutally, mercilessly, then dumped her cum in his battered asshole. Dickmares were going to imagine themselves in his ass as they stroked themselves to climax. And now that shame had been thoroughly fucked out of him, he couldn’t imagine anything better.

Zavara’s cock thumped against his prostate with each twitch, and Mike felt another orgasm building, tension gathering at the base of his cock. It was impossible - but he no longer doubted the power of the cock that was ravaging him. Zavara could make him come as many times as she wanted to, he was sure of it. And as his cock jumped, spitting a thin rope of jizz onto the carpet, his zebra finally came.

The first burst of cum rushed into his ass, and a sense of excruciating fullness hit him. After the way Zavara’s cock had widened him, he thought he couldn’t possibly feel more bloated, more overstuffed - and yet he was. And more was on the way, thick waves of hot zebra spunk slamming into his ass as Zavara’s cock pumped it into him. She’d pushed him past his limits already, and now his body was getting more, so much more, than it was able to deal with. He moaned long and loud, his eyes rolling back in his head as his zebra came and came inside him.

And the camera saw his belly start to bloat as Zavara’s load pumped into his body. Two bellies were bloating, two slim young humans were being turned into living condoms for their powerful zebra lovers. Their marecocks were so tight inside the boys’ asses that not a drop escaped, not until the zebras’ climaxes wound down and the two beautiful titans finally slid their cocks out. Most of their loads were held safely inside their boys’ bellies, but their asses had been fucked wide open, and zebra cum drooled from their holes as their groaning, senseless bodies were laid down on the soft pink bed.

And then the zebras turned to the camera, and Zavara signed off. “See you next time!” she said - although she was saying it just as much to the boys as she was to the audience.

Chapter 2

Mike pushed open the door to the Whisper studio, not surprised to find it empty. He’d arrived early this time, well-rested and ready for filming; sometime during the past few months, Mike had realized that he was taking his new side gig seriously.

He couldn’t quite figure out when the shift in mentality had occurred. Back on Earth, his fantasies of big-dicked women had been just that: fantasies. He’d never seriously considered trying to indulge them. Never even asked a girlfriend to penetrate him with a finger, much less a strap-on.

And he could honestly say that his emigration to Equestria wasn’t motivated by the allure of dickmares. He didn’t even know they existed until his cross-world transfer had been approved and he was going through the online orientation document. He still remembered how his jaw dropped - and his dick stiffened - when he came to the page on “Equestrian Hermaphroditism.” The document’s tone had stayed fairly clinical, but the images it stirred up in Mike’s mind had been extremely saucy.

Even after he’d settled in Canterlot, he’d kept thinking of himself as a “normal” guy with particular tastes in porn. And of course his porn horizons had broadened once he had access to the pony internet; in his off hours, he perused porn videos featuring gorgeous mares with cocks of all sizes, sharing the screen with mares, stallions, or other dickmares like themselves. And as immigration into Equestria continued, more and more of those videos began to feature human co-stars.

Mike slowly found his tastes zeroing in on videos that depicted big, powerful dickmares fucking young, slim guys… guys who looked like him. And confessing that fact to Chris, a fellow human immigrant, was what eventually got him talked into co-starring in a porno with two beautiful, hung zebra mares.

And it had been an almost religious experience, tasting and feeling that immense zebra cock. He’d never come so hard, or so many times; he’d never been dominated and penetrated and filled like that… and he’d never felt so desired as he did when those hard-dicked mares looked him over. And the rush of being desired hadn’t stopped when the cameras finished rolling; the studio had gotten back with him later in the week, informing him that his video had done incredible numbers and practically begging him to come back.

And now, the nervous amateur was on his way to becoming a pro. He was up to one shoot a week now, with a rotating cast of co-stars… although the audience seemed to like seeing him paired with zebras. And Mike wanted to make his audience happy; the demographic data showed that his videos were popular with dickmare viewers, and knowing that mares were beating their meat while they watched him get fucked… well, that was a pretty good feeling.

He’d gone the extra mile for today’s shoot, and he felt pretty sure the audience would appreciate it. After receiving assurances that it wouldn’t be “like, culturally insensitive or something,” he’d found a salon that specialized in full-body colorations and had stripes painted all over him, giving himself a zebra aesthetic from head to toe. Under his winter clothes - which he stripped off and tucked away in an oak dresser beside the studio’s wide blue bed - he wore nothing but tight black panties.

Experimentally, he rubbed the back of his wrist on a corner of the bedsheet, trying to see if the paint would rub off. The mare at the salon had told him the bodypaint was magically sealed, designed specifically to only come off in a shower or bath. It seemed to work; his wrist didn’t leave a mark on the bedding, and the stripe on his skin didn’t smudge. Satisfied, he flopped onto the bed and sprawled out in a sexy pose; the studio’s cameras, which had automatically turned on when he entered the room, caught him from all angles, picking up images that might make for a nice thumbnail.

But right now, Mike was more concerned with pleasing his co-stars, who were set to arrive any minute. And sure enough, the door soon swung open, and in stepped not one, not two, but four big, strong, and wonderfully hung zebras. Two he recognized, and two he didn’t… all of them taller, stronger, and better-hung than him. Since his first shoot, all of his co-stars had been bigger all around than he was; that’s how the audience liked it, and that was how Mike liked it too.

The zebras were mostly bare, with nothing on their bodies but the black veils that covered their cocks and the stripes they’d been born with. Mike’s first porno shoot had also been his first chance to get up close and personal with an Equestrian zebra, and they’d made a pretty big impression on him. In his fantasies, in his dreams, he’d see the way those black and white stripes embraced the curves of their firm breasts and the bulges of their powerful muscles. And that obsession had been the seed of his little plan to show up to a shoot with stripes of his own.

On his first shoot, he’d been surprised to see that his co-stars were zebras; this time it was the zebras’ turn to be surprised. As soon as they saw him lying on the bed, they were all over him, stroking his limbs, his bare chest, his thighs… four sets of hands were pressing their fingers into his skin, trying in vain to smudge the stripes painted on him. Four sets of eager eyes traced the lines of his body, a couple of them settling on tight black panties and the stiffening cock inside it. Two of the zebras - one he recognized from his first shoot, and one he didn’t - pressed their smiling faces against his crotch and breathed in the intoxicating scent of a human male.

...Well, some mares found it intoxicating, anyway. Some just acted like it was, for the sake of the cameras and the horny online audience. The two zebras with their faces buried in his crotch seemed to like his scent well enough, though - and one of them liked it so much, she reached a hand out to grab his cock. Mike’s dick was never the star of the show; compared to the cocks of the mares who fucked him, it was merely cute. But they did like to give it a little attention, and to watch it cum; seeing him blow his load again and again was a sign they were doing things right.

“I’m pleasantly surprised to find that humans come in stripéd kinds,” said the zebra holding his cock. Mike didn’t recognize her; he’d been told she was a friend and colleague of Zulna and Zavara, his first two co-stars.

“So quick to trust in painted stripes,” said Zavara, still stroking his inner thigh. “There’s simply no such human types.”

“My praises to the painter’s art,” said Zulna, whose strong fingers were kneading his bicep. “You’re fit to steal a zebra’s heart.” In their first role together, Mike hadn’t really gotten to “know” Zulna; she’d given all her attention to Chris. Her affectionate act wasn’t fooling Mike, though; he saw the way she’d fucked Chris, and he knew exactly what he was in for.

“My cock’s too hard, I can wait no more,” said the fourth zebra, stroking herself with one hand. “Let’s have some fun with our human whore!” This was another mare that Mike hadn’t met. Her devious, toothy grin was probably just for show - just for the cameras - but it made Mike shiver with fearful arousal.

“So, human...” said Zavara. She gripped Mike’s chin with her thumb and forefinger and turned his head to look straight at her. “You tried to make yourself into a zebra stallion, I see. It is not too convincing… but the result is enticing nonetheless. You have the thick, noble stripes of a zebra, and the willowy frame of a boyish human.”

“But if you are trying to look like a zebra stallion, darling human…” cooed Zulna, “then we must treat you like a one. Azell, if the four of us were sharing a zebra stallion, what would we do with him?”

The mare who had called him a “whore” took on a thoughtful expression. “A zebra stallion who chose to make himself the plaything of four futa mares?” she said. “This suggests a large appetite. And if he chose us, then he must love mares with powerful bodies and long, thick cocks.”

“I agree,” said Zavara, running her fingers over her ebony shaft. “I was the human’s first futa mare, and I was as gentle as a summer breeze when I fucked his tight little human bottom. I thought I was doing him a kindness, but it seems that he wishes us to be rough with him.”

Mike remembered that scene differently. He remembered getting fucked senseless by Zavara, coming over and over again. He’d been totally at her mercy; long after his balls should have been empty, her pounding, pistoning cock had the power to make him cum. If she'd fucked him any harder or any longer, Mike had said, he would have jizzed his soul right out the tip of his cock and he'd be fucking dead.

And now these four zebras were conspiring to fuck him even harder than that. Of course, that was partly just porno banter, to get the audience excited... but Mike was pretty sure Zavara meant what she was saying. These four strong, beautiful mares were going to give it to him hard and deep, losing themselves in the act of fucking. They would see his stripes and forget they were dealing with a fragile little human. They would give him all the force and passion and cum they would give a zebra stallion.

It was exactly what Mike had signed up for. His cock throbbed in his shorts, leaking pre onto the dark fabric. “Are we correct, human?” asked Zavara. “Did you don these stripes so that you could experience our cocks more deeply?”

“Fuck yes,” groaned Mike, reaching a hand underneath the veil of the fourth zebra, the one whose name he still didn’t know. Past the dark veil that covered her crotch, Mike’s fingers gripped something firm, rounded, and pulsing with warmth. Just one of the zebra’s balls was enough to fill his hand, and he squeezed it gently, stroking the tight, velvety skin of her nutsack and imagining the thick, creamy load she would pump into him.

He worked his hand up to the base of her shaft, squeezing the hot, thickening flesh in his fingers. “Fuck, I love marecock,” he said; like his co-stars, he was speaking partly for the benefit of the cameras, but his words came from the heart. “I love zebra cock. Mmph, those big black dicks…” He turned to look into the eyes of the mare whose cock he was groping. “What’s your name?” he asked. “What do I scream when you bust a big zebra nut in my asshole?”

“I’m Ozura,” said the mare, squirming pleasurably in his grip.

“You may find it difficult to scream her name, human stallion,” said Zavara. “Your mouth will be just as busy as your bottom. In fact… I think we should put that mouth to work right now. Azell, you and I will start with his mouth. Ozura, since his gentle fingers are already caressing your cock, let him stroke you off. And Zulna, he’ll use his other hand for you.

Letting go of Ozura’s cock for the moment, Mike sat up at the foot of the bed, where Zavara and Azell assembled in front of him. The other two sat beside him on the bed, their bare bottoms pressing their warmth against his as their weight settled beside him. In front of him, Zavara and Azell towered over him, their cocks lifting up their black loincloths as they rose. When they stood fully firm, the tips of both cocks were precisely at face level, the wide jet-black flares just inches from his lips. He stared into their slits, hoping to see the gleam of a little zebra precum - but their dicks were still dry. If he wanted to taste marecum, he'd have to earn it.

“You have become a slut,little human,” said Zavara, leaning her hips forward to brush the tip of her cock against his lips. “I am proud to be the one who turned you into a worshipper of cock, but I miss the frightened boy I fucked back on that first day.”

“I can't help it,” said Mike. “I fell in love with marecocks.” He leaned forward and kissed her cock, lingering on the firm flared tip. Eyes closed, lips pressed against her flare, he slowly breathed in, filling his nose with the rich musk of her cock. “I love the way they feel and the way they taste… I can't be afraid of something I love so much.”

“A pleasing answer,” said Zavara, “I suppose if I want to see you tremble, I will just have to be much rougher with you.” She thrust her hips, bumping the tip against his closed lips. “Now suck, little striped human. Me and Azell both.”

Zavara and Azell got as close to Mike’s mouth as they could. It wasn't easy; between the two of them, the mares took up a great deal of space. Shoulder-do-shoulder, their round, striped tits pressed against one another, and their wide hips were even closer together. They both aimed their cocks at his mouth, angling them so that each one could just barely touch the corners of his lips.

Mike leaned forward, opening his jaw as wide as he could, and took both cocks into his mouth. There was no way to give a proper blowjob to two cocks at once, of course; even if they both entered at a convenient angle, his mouth would still be overstuffed from the combined girth. Giving a double blowjob wasn't really about maximizing pleasure, though - it was about surrendering to strong mares and their thick ebony cocks, letting them do whatever they wanted with him. His own desires seemed to fade away; all he wanted was to pleasure as many marecocks as he possibly could.

And he hadn't forgotten about the two mares sitting beside him; he hardly could forget them, with the way their bare tits were pressed up against his sides. He took both their cocks in his hands, moaning through his overstuffed mouth as he felt their warmth. He squeezed them gently, feeling his way up their length, running his fingertips across the their thick medial rings. He lovingly circled their flares with his fingers, then pressed his thumbs onto their slits. A drop of warm wetness met the tip of each thumb, a sign that his touch was doing its job.

He sucked both of the cocks in his mouth as best he could, running his tongue over the thick cumveins and surrounding the wide flares with his lips. He groaned in frustration as he tried to take them deeper; he wanted both cocks jammed in deep, fucking his throat, shooting their loads deep into his belly. That was barely possible even with one marecock, but reality couldn’t stop him from fantasizing.

(Of course, in a world with magic, “reality” wasn’t as concrete as it was on earth. He’d never done a porno shoot with anything magical - aside from the floating crystal cameras - but there were certainly possibilities.)

“How do you like our stripey human’s mouth, Azell?” said Zavara. “You have such a large and lovely cock, I am sure he is already in love with it.” She put her arm around Azell, cupping her breast and circling the nipple with her finger.

“We are too large for him, you and I,” said Azell. “But I can sense his enthusiasm.” She reached an arm behind Zavara, groping her thick, striped asscheeks. “Since you have praised my cock, Zavara, could I have a moment to give it to him properly?”

“We should take his feelings into account,” said Zavara. She leaned her ass into Azell’s hand, sighing with pleasure. “Stripey little human, do you want Azell’s thick black cock to fuck your mouth?”

“Please,” groaned Mike, his voice muffled by cock.

“That sounded like a yes to me,” said Zavara, stepping back and withdrawing her cock from Mike’s mouth. “Do not neglect your handjobs, little human… but give your whole mouth to Azell and her cock.”

Mike didn’t have to be told twice. Still gliding his fingers up and down the two cocks he was stroking, he leaned forward to take as much of Azell’s cock as he could. Being unable to take two cocks deeply into his mouth had been frustrating, and now that one thick shaft of zebra meat was sliding over his tongue, that frustration was melting away. Nothing felt better in Mike’s mouth than a girthy serving of marecock; the feel and smell and taste of each cock was a banquet for the senses, a sampling of superior virility that he was privileged to receive.

Mike took care to slick up every inch of Azell’s shaft, dragging his tongue up and down every point he could reach. The edges of her wide flare scraped against the roof of his mouth, challenging his gag reflex each time he attempted to take it deeper. He wanted it deeper; he wanted to feel his throat get fucked until he felt hot zebra cream warming his belly… but his throat couldn’t handle something that big. And besides, mares liked to see a cute little human gagging on cock the way he was now.

Mike stomach grumbled as his mouth worked on Azell’s fat black shaft; he’d come hungry, anticipating a full meal of zebra spunk. It wasn’t food, exactly, but nothing made him feel more nourished than a hot load from a massive marecock. His first time on a shoot, he hadn’t gotten a taste of Zavara’s cum - but many shoots since then had given him the chance to catch marecum in his throat or lick it off his face. The taste had been everything he’d hoped; the musky, salty-sweet taste had satisfied a hunger he hadn’t known he had. The first time he’d swallowed a full load, it had been so delicious, so magical, that he’d asked his partner if she’d enchanted it with some sort of aphrodisiac spell - or a spell that made substances addictive. She’d found that very funny, as had the viewers.

Azell groaned and placed a hand on Mike’s head, pulling him closer. “You are bringing me close, little man,” she said. “My big black zebra balls mave much to give you… this load… mmph… will be the first of many!” Her hips jerked, bucking forward so hard that her flare became lodged in his throat. He struggled and groaned involuntarily - but when the first thick jet of cum splashed in his throat and began to drip down to his belly, he felt himself relax. Every nerve in his body, from his tongue down to his cock, was electrified by the taste of her skin and the warmth of her load.

Azell pulled out, jerking her hips to get her flare free from his throat. Mike gasped, starting to speak - but Zavara was there in a flash, plugging up his mouth with her cock. The shape of it felt familiar; it was the first marecock he’d ever touched, a shaft whose heat and shape and power had turned a simple fetish into a life-changing cock addiction.

“Ahh, your eager mouth and your nimble tongue are once again romancing my flesh,” moaned Zavara. She ran a hand down her body, stroking one thick black nipple as her fingers descended her striped curves and came to rest on the crown of Mike’s head. “There is such hunger, such love for my stallionhood, in your little human mouth… this time, I will give you the cum that you so desire.” Her free hand cupped her balls, testing their weight. “Ohh, I have such a load for you, darling human… your handsome stripes have set my balls to churning, and I desire to couple with you, to mark you, to make you mine…”

Zavara’s cock twitched against the roof of Mike’s mouth, heralding the onset of climax. Mike prided himself on being a damn good cocksucker, a skill he’d honed over months of being a part-time slut for marecock. Last time, Zavara had pulled out before he’d made her cum, but thsi time he knew what he was doing. Even with both hands still working two other cocks, he knew how to tease and please the zebra dong in his mouth; his tongue caressed the cumvein, flicked at the medial ring, and swirled around the flare’s circumference, making the stiff shaft’s jerky motions grow more powerful, more frequent. Each twitch released another tantalizing pump of pre - and then finally it wasn’t pre, but a full-blown load from Zavara’s big zebra nutsack, blasting against the back of his throat, overflowing his mouth even as he gulped it down as quick as he could.

Zavara pulled out, spilling the last of her load over Mike’s chin as she withdrew. And Zulna didn’t even give him a chance to lick it up before she was inside him; as soon as his mouth was unoccupied, she stood up, pulling her cock out of his grip and jamming it between his lips. “Ooh, so much better than your little human fingers,” groaned Zulna, slowly humping his face. “You did a fine enough job tugging my dick, little human, but your mouth is so loving… I am happy to feel your touch, and I hope my cock is just as pleasing to you.”

It was. Mike’s jaw was getting a little sore, but he was willing to put his body through far worse than that in service of marecocks. Being stretched, pounded, and bruised by strong, beautiful mares and their giant cocks was part of what he loved about being in porn. When he surrendered himself to bodies with such power and size, even a gentle fucking would be rough on his little human body… and these zebras, while not cruel, were anything but gentle. And their appetites weren’t nearly sated; Zavara and Azell were already stroking their cocks, keeping them hard for whatever they had in mind next, as they watched Mike start on his third cock of the night.

Zulna’s cock quickly began to throb with arousal. His handjob had done a lot to warm her up, and it wouldn’t take much for his mouth to get her over the finish line. He ran his tongue along the underside of her shaft, tasting the skin of her thick cumvein, until he felt it bulge with a powerful flow of zebra jizz. He leaned his body forward, positioning Zulna’s cockhead at the back of his throat so that it would shoot directly down his throat. He would have liked to taste her cum, to hold it in his mouth and savor it, but he knew she would shoot like a geyser and he didn’t want to waste a drop. Letting her cum right down his throat was the safest way to ensure her got all of it. When her climax was nearly done, he closed his mouth tighter, trying to keep her inside him until her orgasm had run its course.

But Ozura wanted her turn, and she pushed Zulna aside before thrusting her cock into Mike’s open mouth. “You stripey human slut,” she grunted, “You teased my mighty zebra cock with your supple fingers… but did not make me cum. You are cute,” she said, with a thrust that brought her flare to the back of his throat, “But you are a weakling, and your hands lack the strength to pleasure my fat cock. From now on I will control the pace of our coupling, human. I will fuck your throat until my load joins the churning lake of cum in your belly.”

Mike gave Ozura an appreciative moan - and while she wasn’t waiting around for his approval, it did embolden her. She pulled back and thrust, ramming her cock against the back of his throat - and the next thrust got her flare lodged inside him, the thick crown of her cock straining against the tightness of his throat. “Ooh, you’re so tight,” Ozura moaned, “Am I a bit too much for you, little human? Fear not, I will be done soon… your tight throat is giving me the most wonderful sensations…”

Mike’s whole body shook with her thrusts; true to her word, Ozura was doing most of the work, but he still did everything he could for her. Licking and sucking at the massive ebony member, lightheaded from his blocked air passage, he felt the tension at the base of his cock begin to reach the breaking point. He hadn’t so much as touched his dick - and neither had any of the zebras - but the pleasure of tasting so much marecock, feeling it throb and spurt inside him, was driving him over the edge. What finally got him was the twitching of Ozura’s cock as she began to cum - the anticipation of her load warming his belly made his cock shoot its wad right into those little black panties.

And as if to assert the superiority of zebra cock over Mike’s little human dick, Ozura came right at that moment, firing the first thick jet of cum down into a belly that was already sloshing with hot seed. But she didn’t stick around to blow her whole load down his throat; she pulled out sharply, withdrawing her cock in one smooth motion and aiming its wide, twitching slit right between Mike’s eyes.

Mike barely had time to close his eyes before the first hot gush of zebra spunk hit him square in the face. His nose, his cheeks, his open mouth all caught the wonderful white stuff as Ozura drenched him in cum. Another splatter hit him, this time from a different angle - and then another, and another, too fast and too voluminous to have come from just one zebra. Mike knew from experience that dickmares ejaculated on a staggering scale, but the ropes of cum splattering against his face were more than a single mare could possibly produce - and and on top of that, they were coming from four different angles. The zebras had all been jerking themselves off as soon as they finished coming down his throat; all consummate professionals, they must have coordinated their orgasms to coat his body in jizz all at once.

With his stomach already sloshing with its swallowed load, Mike wasn’t so upset by “wasted” cum - and so he let himself enjoy the feeling of gallons of jizz slopping onto his body, dripping down from his head and coating his boyish body. “More,” he groaned, “More, more, drown me in cum-”

And he almost did drown in cum - or, at least, his voice was cut off by a jet of mare seed hitting dead-center on the back of his throat, making him cough and sputter to get the thick fluid out of his windpipe. By the time he swallowed it down, the bukkake session had ended, and he felt a warm, slick tongue drag its way over his eyes, licking up the layer of cum that had been covering them. He blinked his eyes open to see Azell smiling at him as she swallowed what she’d licked off of him.

“You are quite a sight, human,” said Zavara. “We four have painted your body white, after you went through so much effort to give yourself those handsome stripes. You’ve made yourself such a pretty little zebra boy, and you look even more delicious now that we have basted you… What do you say, ladies, shall we take a taste of him?”

The other zebras, all in agreement, closed in on Mike and lifted him off the bed. Four sets of arms - particularly arms with as much muscle as theirs - were more than strong enough to support his slim body effortlessly, and they held him up at the level of their tits as they hungrily eyed his cum-glazed body. Ozura’s hand was supporting his butt - a job she clearly enjoyed, given how her fingers kneaded his soft cheeks - and she used that hand to slowly peel away his little black panties, exposing his fully nude, fully striped bodies to the hovering crystal cameras.

And then the zebras made a meal of him, their long, powerful tongues lapping at his skin as he moaned and writhed in their arms. They licked his chest and his face clean of cum - and Ozura even took a moment to lick her way up Mike’s stiff cock, tasting the little load he’d shot inside his panties. He almost came again, then and there; in the presence of four huge, beautiful marecocks, his organ seemed insignificant - and any amount of attention paid to it felt like a blessing.

But Ozura’s act of benevolence was to be the last gentle gesture of the night. Once his body was licked clean, they set his body down on a simple piece of sex furniture that Azell retrieved from beside the bed. It was little more than a tall ottoman, just a comfortable platform with a waterproof red cushion, designed to keep his body at dick height while keeping his arms free.

“You have been our meal, human, and now you will be our centerpiece,” said Zulna. “I am certain we all desire your lovely striped bottom, but alas, there is only room for one mare at a time. So while we each take a turn with your ass, you will keep the others entertained with your supple fingers and your slick tongue. How does that sound, human?”

“It sounds like heaven,” gasped Mike, already gyrating his hips in anticipation of being fucked. “Please, fuck my ass, I need it so bad…”

“We can tell how much you need it, human,” said Azell, as she positioned herself in front of his face. Her cock - still hard after its second enormous orgasm - was pointed right at him, so close that his hot breath grazed its tip. “What must it be like, to live in a world where mares do not have the big, beautiful cocks that you crave? What a blessing that our two worlds can share such pleasures with each other.”

“Yes,” Mike groaned, his lips reaching out towards her tip. He felt the head of another cock poke against the crack of his ass, and two others slapped against the palms of his outstretched hands. “My life was so empty before I first touched a mare’s cock. It’s all I can think about, I need it inside me…”

“Your words make my cock pulse with passion, little human,” said Zulna, “But speak no more, for I have other uses for your mouth.” She stepped forward, plugging Mike’s mouth with her dick. She began to move her hips, starting slow but quickly ramping up to an energetic mouth-fucking. The force of her hips might have pushed him backwards off the platform, if not for the strong hands tightly gripping his ass.

“He is so small,” said a voice Mike recognized as Azell’s. “I cannot hold myself back when I start to fuck a tight bottom… I am not going to break him, am I?” Despite her hesitation, she poked her cock into his crack, separating his cheeks and prodding his asshole.

“Back when his hole was virginal, I did not break him,” said Zavara, whose cock occupied Mike’s left hand. “The little creature is tougher than he looks. I encourage you to hold nothing back. Be as rough as you wish.”

If Mike could speak, he would have begged to be fucked hard. Throughout his budding porn career, mares had been absolutely brutal with him, and no amount of pain had reduced his appetite for roughness. The way climax coursed through his body and burst from his cock when a mare pounded his ass with all her strength… that was worth any amount of pain.

Which is not to say that Azell didn’t make him scream when she hammered her cock into his asshole. His normally sterling blowjob technique was briefly thrown off by a muffled cry, and tears streamed down his face, as the immense flare of the zebra’s cock penetrated his tight pucker. A few heavy breaths brought the world back into focus, and his hands and mouth returned to their work.
“I cannot believe he is so tight,” grunted Azell. “Zavara, your cock was inside him? Truly? I am no bigger than you, am I? I cannot imagine how you fit yourself inside an ass this tight.”

“You must work at it,” said Zavara. “Fight for every inch. It will be worth it; his ass is most heavenly.”

“I can tell already,” said Azell. “Mmh, human males are marvelous creatures, aren’t they? So frial, and yet such perfect vessels for one’s cock…” She pulled her hips back and thrust with such strength that Mike - even after having processed the initial shock - yelled out again. But the thrust did its job; his ass, overpowered, loosened up enough to let in all eight of Azell’s ebony inches.

“Oh my, yes,” groaned Azell. “Now it is time for me to fuck!” With Mike’s ass broken in, she pulled her hips back once more, almost all the way out, and thrust herself in, all the way, so that her big black ballsack smacked against Mike’s striped ass. Mike’s cock - sandwiched between his body and the platform that supported him - shot its second load of the night as he felt Azell’s meatpole fill him up. He’d never succeeded in coming more than once by himself, but mares and their big strong cocks never failed to coax climax after climax from his little human cock.

Not that the mares seemed to notice. They concerned themselves with their own cocks. And as Azell pounded away at Mike’s ass, the other three grew restless, and Ozura put her hand on Azell’s shoulder. “Azell,” she said, “I cannot wait, my cock cries to feel the human’s ass. Let me take my turn, will you?”

“Very well,” grunted Azell, pulling her cock from Mike’s ass. “When I promised to share the human, I did not realize he would be so handsome, or so tight… but I will keep my promise. Shall we rotate?”

The zebras moved clockwise, and Mike - before putting his left hand on Azell’s cock - recalled the spell that True Love, the porn studio’s receptionist, had cast on him before he made his way to the studio. After she’d read the spell off the “magic scroll” - actually just an index card with some Old Equestrian on it - she’d told him that the magic would make his ass “clean enough that I could eat off of it.” And then she’d waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

All of which was to say, Mike could feel fine about putting his hand - and soon enough, his mouth - on Azell’s cock. Ozura took her place behind Mike, clapping her hands hard on his bare ass, and shoving her thick flare between his cheeks. She wasted no time, thrusting herself into him as soon as her tip rested against his pucker, and that one thrust got her inside Mike all the way to her medial ring.

“Ooh, Azell, you loosened him up, didn’t you?” said Ozura. “You and your big thick cock, you made it nice and easy to get inside him… but he is still wonderfully tight.” She thrust again, and Mike’s body jerked as her thick medial ring pushed its way past his asshole. “Zulna, Zavara, I am sorry to say that I intend to ruin his tight little rump. Once I have battered and beaten his sweet bottom, it will be quite loose…” She pulled back and thrust, pounding Mike’s abused ass with inhuman force. His whole body shook - although the two cocks in his hands were thick and rigid enough that he could use them to steady himself. Ozura’s brutal treatment seemed to embolden Zavara, who fucked his mouth with equal force, silencing his pained yelps with her meaty mouthful.

Mike felt another climax ready to hit; his ass loved to be abused, craved the pain that a frenzied mare inflicted on it, and his arousal was spiking. So when Ozura pulled out, he groaned, finding his mouth likewise unoccupied. “No, please, fuck me, I’m so close,” he rasped, “I can’t do it on my own, I need your cocks inside me…”

And the mares were quick to provide what he needed. Zulna, taking her place behind him, rammed her flare into him, delivering a dead-on strike against his prostate and setting off another climax. “Fuck, I’m coming-” he yelled, before Azell plugged his mouth with her cock.

“Ooh, you are marvelous,” said Zulna, who was fucking at full power after the first couple of strokes. “You recall last time I had your friend Chris, and Zavara had the privilege of being your first. Deflowering you would have been a treat, sweet thing… I suppose I will simply have to fuck you twice as hard this evening.”

Mike’s head was still reeling from his most recent orgasm - his third of the night, though he had little doubt that the mares surrounding him could make him cum as many times as they pleased. He was utterly overwhelmed from the pounding the dickmares were giving his ass and mouth; he was sure they’d bruised his throat and his ass, the way they were pummeling him with their big blunt instruments. He was surrounded, under attack on all sides by beautiful, strong zebra mares, any one of whom could have overpowered him easily… and they were using their massive ebony cocks to beat him senseless, pleasuring themselves with his frail human body.

Mike was close to blacking out from overstimulation when the next rotation occurred. His mind couldn’t distinguish between pain and pleasure anymore; when Zavara plunged herself into his ass, he felt it as a megaton bomb of sensation coursing through his body, lighting up every nerve on its way up his spine.

“Ah, you and me, once again,” said Zavara, thrusting inside him, her nutsack slapping his butt with each stroke. “My cock, little human, and your ass. You are at your breaking point, or perhaps past it… I think it is time for us to finish. Azell, Zulna, how are his hands?”

“He is holding tight, still stroking” grunted Zulna. “We have fucked him half to death, but his hands still work to pleasure our cocks.”

“And his mouth is as good as ever,” said Ozura. “He sucks with more passion and hunger than any stallion I’ve yet bedded.”

“Then let us climax,” said Zavara, picking up the pace. “This human made himself a zebra to beckon us… earn our affection and coax the seed from our… big black cocks… let us reward him…” Zavara was straining to speak, as the buildup of climax made her body quiver. She and her fellow mares were experts at holding back orgasms, delaying them for the benefit of an audience - but now that they’d made up their minds to cum one last time, all of them were surrendering to the needs of their bodies, ready to drain their balls in one final shared climax. Ozura fucked Mike’s throat once more, Zulna and Azell bucked their hips to fuck the fingers of his closed fists, and Zavara pounded at his ass with sledgehammer force until she felt her balls pull up and her cock begin to pump

Nearly all at once, the zebras came - and Mike, who was fucked senseless, came right along with them, his overworked cock shooting off its little human load as soon as he felt the first rush of cum begin to flood his ass. Against his gripping fingers, he felt two cocks pumping thick white zebra jizz into the open air, throbbing hard enough to throw off his grip. In his mouth, Ozura’s cock was firing straight down his throat again, filling hi mouth so full that she threatened to overflow his belly.

The cameras caught all of it; they watched Mike’s eyes roll into the back of his head as bliss consumed him. They observed as thick black zebra cocks, criscrossed with thick veins, thrust in and out of his battered holes. They watched the beautiful arcs that the thick ropes of cum followed as they fired from Zulna and Azell’s cocks - up into the air, and then down onto Mike’s striped back. No effort went to waste; this moment of ecstacy would be immortalized and packed for the pleasure of viewers across Equestria.

All that remained, as the four zebras fell away from Mike’s body - a body that had fallen limp as soon as his last climax shorted out his brain - was to bring the scene to an end. Zavara had a usual signoff, but a different phrase was at the front of her mind. “Such a blessing,” she said, “for our two worlds to meet, and share so much…”

Chapter 3

“Awww fuck, this is a good night out,” hissed Vector Superset, easing the flared tip of her ivory-white cock into Mike’s well-used and cum-dripping asshole. Once she was inside him, she thrust herself balls-deep, slamming him into the red brick wall of the Canterlot alleyway. She was being rough with him - not as rough as he liked to be treated, but enough to keep his cock hard.

“Yeah, we owe you, dude,” said one of Vector’s friends, the green pegasus mare whose dick was gradually sliding back into its sheath. She’d just finished blowing her load in Mike’s ass, and Vector had taken her place in seconds. “It took all three of us to drag Vector out for a night on the town, and you’ve made it something real fuckin’ special.”

All three of Vector’s friends were staying close, watching with rapt attention as Mike got his ass pounded. They’d had their turns already, and they’d left their mark on him: his belly was bloated with cum, hugely swollen as if he’d just polished off a feast. The green pegasus took a particular interest in his belly, running her hands over its surface as her friend hammered his ass with repeated thrusts. “Shit,” she said, “that’s a lot of cum for a little guy like you.”

This wasn’t Mike’s first time getting fucked in an alleyway. Over the past couple of months, he’d found his appetite for marecock growing, and he’d started to take every porno shoot the studio would let him. But even that wasn’t enough for him - after hours, he’d started walking the streets, offering to let passing mares fuck his ass. That was fun, some of the time: some nights there were plenty of mares who were happy to lead him to apartments or hotel rooms and fill his ass.

Other nights weren’t as fun. Some mares weren’t into humans, or into men. And if a dry spell went on long enough - more than an hour and a half or so - mares started to catch a bad vibe off his desperation. Still, he’d nearly always eventually find a mare who responded to outright begging and would at least let him suck her cock.

He’d recently had some luck hanging around the club district, which was where he was tonight. It tended to attract a young, hip, and horny clientele, and he was learning where dickmares tended to gather. He’d found this group of four on their way out of a club, slightly tipsy and with bulges under their skirts. He’d chatted them up briefly - they were all just out of high school, apparently, and in very high spirits about it - and wasted little time in offering up his body for their enjoyment.

Since moving to Canterlot, Mike had learned a lot about navigating pony society - a society which was sexually liberated in ways barely imaginable back on Earth. It wasn’t a 24/7 orgy by any means, but the eradication of sexually transmitted diseases and the general trustworthiness of ponies created an environment where sex simply wasn’t thought of as dangerous. Trolling for marecock and getting fucked in alleyways wasn’t exactly considered classy behavior, but it wasn’t likely to get him in serious trouble - especially when he limited his activities to places like the club distract, which exclusively catered to the over-eighteen crowd.

And so here he was again, offering his ass as a diversion to a rowdy group of mares. Vector was really pounding him now; she didn’t have the physical strength of his favorite zebra partners, and she had no need for the performative roughness that they brought to porno shoots, but her cock still scratched his itch.

“Fuck, dude,” said the green pegasus, still running her hands over his bloated stomach, “Look at the belly on you. Did we knock you up? Are you growin’ my foals in that tummy?”

Vector’s other two friends picked up the thread of her teasing. “He does look pregnant,” they said. “Are you ready to be a mom?” they said. “Looks like triplets,” they said.

And their words cut through the haze of arousal and physical bliss. His heart raced, his cock growing diamond hard. The thought of becoming impregnatedby a mare wasn’t something he’d ever properly imagined… but it slotted into his mind like a missing puzzle piece. He loved getting fucked by beautiful, well-hung mares, he loved the feel of their hot, thick, potent cum filling him, and he loved the way it changed him. After a few loads he was, at least temporarily, filled with marecum, visibly bloated with it, and that was the best feeling in the world. He was at peace, fulfilled, when he was heavy with mare seed.

And getting bred by a big-dicked mare would be even better, he was sure of it. If that mare seed could actually grow inside him, stay inside him as his body nurtured foals… that sounded really fucking hot.

“Come on, Vector,” said the pegasus, slapping Vector’s bare white ass, “Give him your stuff. Maybe he’ll end up with some smart foals if you knock him up.”

As Vector ramped up her speed, closing in on her climax, Mike’s twitching cock shot its load onto the brick wall that she was fucking him against. It was the third time he’d cum with this particular group of mares; he was accustomed to multiple orgasms now, knowing how a deep dicking from a mare could get him to the finish line over and over. He hadn’t actually expected to cum a third time, but all this talk of pregnancy had gotten him there.

And Vector soon followed, her cock launching a thick load of spunk that bulged him bigger, spurt by hot spurt. She collapsed against him, her tits flattening against his back as she rode out her climax. And she pulled out, her cock trailing a thick rope of cum as she backed away and pulled up her skirt.

“Holy shit,” said Vector, brushing a lock of cherry-red hair out of her face, “that was fun. You’re the guy from the zebra videos, right? I love those, they’re like my favorites, I was gonna ask if you were the same guy but my friends started fucking you before I could say anything…”

“Don’t fangirl on him, Vector,” said the pegasus. “You just totally knocked him up. He’s gonna have your foals, girl. Oh, they are gonna be cute…”

“Shut up,” laughed Vector. “Okay, we better get going, but thanks again!” She waved goodbye, and Mike flashed her a weak - but genuine - smile.

“Ahh-” gasped Mike, clutching the headboard with one hand and stroking his already-swollen belly with the other. “Fuck me, Zavara, breed me, I want you to fill me with your zebra foals…”

Zavara blew her load, coming for the fourth time. As usual, she had plenty left in those fat black balls, enough to give Mike’s belly another satisfying layer of bloat. One of the “cameras,” floating crystals that perpetually sought out pleasing angles, focused its attention on his stomach, treating future viewers to a lingering shot of the slender human getting fattened up by zebra jizz.

Zavara’s climax ended, and she dragged her cock out Mike’s ass, letting him collapse onto the bed’s pale green covers. Once the cameras powered down, she took a seat on the bed next to him, stroking his shoulders with strong, gentle fingers and ticking his ass with swishes of her tail.

“It was great fun to fuck your holes,” said Zavara. Mike tensed; the cadence of her voice told him that she was setting up a rhyme, and he was pretty sure what it was going to be.

“...But what was that about zebra foals?”

Mike sighed and rolled onto his back. “It was just what was going through my head, you know? I was just thinking… in some pornos the girls talk about getting bred or knocked up or whatever when the guy is coming in them, so… that’s just where my mind was.”

“I see,” said Zavara. “If you wish to pursue the idea, there may be an audience for a video of that sort. Is this a new fascination of yours?”

“Yeah,” said Mike. “I guess it kind of is. It started as a sex thing, like… thinking about getting pregnant after some mare came in my ass. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it, even when I wasn’t horny. I think maybe I really want to get pregnant.”

Zavara laughed, and her laughter was long and loud, but not unkind. “If you wish to grow with child, feel free!” she said. “In a world of magic, many things can be.”

“Is it really possible?” Mike asked. “I don’t really know much about magic. Is there a spell that can… give me a womb or something?”

“I am no scholar of magic either,” said Zavara. “But there are zebras who can brew a potion that will do that very thing.”

“Do you know where I could find someone like that?” asked Mike, looking pleadingly up at Zavara.

Zavara shrugged. “No idea,” she said.

Fortunately, it only took a half hour on Pony Google - which is what Mike insisted on calling it, even though that was not its name - to track down few nearby zebras who were skilled in potionmaking. There were a handful in Canterlot, but they all told him the same thing - the ingredients for the potion he wanted were hard to come by in this region.

But a couple of them pointed him in another direction, towards a small town called Ponyville. In the nearby forest, they said, there was a zebra with superlative skill. If anyone within five hundred miles could brew that potion, it was her. That mare, the zebra named Zecora, lived in an untamed wilderness, a forest crawling with beasts. The sort of place a human could wander into and disappear forever. Mike had to ask himself whether his fantasy was really worth that kind of risk.

But after a little more time on Pony Google, he found Zecora’s website and the contact form at the bottom of the homepage. That made it easy enough to get in touch, and he was soon arranging to meet her in Ponyville during one of her regular shopping trips.

“I’ve sampled your erotic ouvre, Mike,” said Zecora, pushing open the door to her cottage. “And found a few I rather like.”

“Oh!” said Mike, as he stepped inside. “Thank you. It’s weird, you know? Back in my world I never saw myself as a porn star, but… now I can’t imagine living any other life. And I’m glad you like my stuff.” He looked around at the cottage, breathing in the scents of Zecora’s myriad lotions and potions. It was strangely pleasant, as if every concoction was a fresh-cooked aromatic dish. It was a cozy place, carved out of a tree, but it was pleasant-looking. And Zecora, awaiting him in the center of the main room, was a very appealing centerpiece.

Zecora wasn’t quite as tall or as muscular as the zebras Mike had co-starred with. Gathering ingredients and braving the Everfree Forest kept her in good shape, but there was a pleasant roundness to her exposed belly and an appealing thickness to her thighs. On top of that, the way she’d adjusted herself during the trek to her cottage had confirmed to Mike that she was a futa. The thought of cock - her cock - had dominated his thoughts ever since that realization. He’d fed his sex addiction on the way to Ponyville, luring a series of mares into the bathroom so they could fuck his ass, but he was starting to feel the itch again.

“In partners, you have excellent taste,” said Zecora, “And you wish their seed to not go to waste?”

“Yeah,” said Mike. “I know this is a big decision, but I really think this is what I want.”

“If that indeed is what you think,” said Zecora, retrieving a vial from a nearby table, “then take this potion home, and drink.”

Mike was listening to Zecora, but he was also staring at her crotch, increasingly unable to tear his eyes away from the bulge beneath her short brown skirt. His mouth was watering, his mouth feeling uncomfortably empty without a horse cock inside it. Zecora’s scent was sweet and spicy, rich with traces of her magical ingredients, and her cock would taste incredible…

Zecora held up the vial, gently sloshing the red liquid within. “Once the change begins, you-” Mike couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He dropped to his knees before Zecora, lifted her skirt, and kissed her sheathed cock. “Oh my goodness!” said Zecora, “...Please, continue.”

Mike licked at Zecora’s sheath, feeling it shift as her shaft started to emerge. The flare of her cock was thick and rich with musk, and he wrapped his lips around it, flicking his flare against her slit. He leaned into her body, gripping her plump ass cheeks to steady himself, and let her stiffening cock creep along his tongue until it touched the back of his throat. She was big - not the longest or thickest he’d ever taken, but big enough to fill his mouth.

He did his best to take her whole length, relaxing his throat muscles and easing her flare past his tonsils. He didn’t get it as deep as he would have liked - it was easier to deep-throat a mare’s cock when she was thrusting into him. And it was hotter, too, when a mare was willing to get rough with him, to truly abuse his wispy little body in the name of pleasure. But it was hard to get a mare to do that if it wasn’t her natural inclination, and Mike wasn’t about to try and demand it. He had a mouth full of zebra cock, thick black mare meat throbbing in his mouth, and that was more than enough.

“Your human mouth is very skilled,” grunted Zecora, slowly rolling her hips, “And very soon it will be… filled…”

Mike’s cock was close to coming too. As he became more of a slut, Mike had gradually realized he could come just from giving a blowjob; he’d even showed off that “talent” in a porno he’d shot. And the taste of Zecora’s cock was getting him there fast - he had a taste for zebra musk, and hers was so strong and rich that he probably could have cum just from smelling her. Once precum started to drip onto his tongue, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer - and sure enough, he shot his load, quivering and moaning as he licked at Zecora’s shaft.

As climax jolted his body, he brought one hand around to cup Zecora’s balls, stroking the smooth skin of her nutsack and gently squeezing the trembling plum-sized testicles. They were tight against her body, hugging her undercarriage, ready to deliver their load. Zecora gasped, and grunted, and thrust her hips, and her cock shot a thick, powerful jet of zebra cream, filling Mike’s mouth almost instantly. His mind nearly melted with relief when the taste hit his tongue; it had felt good to cum, but this was what he really wanted. He loved to be filled, to take loads of marecum in his mouth and ass, to feel his body bloat and slosh with the seed of beautiful pony women.

Mike milked Zecora’s cock greedily, running his tongue along her thick cumvein to take everything he could from her. But before he’d gotten it all, Zecora pulled him up by his shoulders and pressed his lips to her muzzle. Her long, nimble tongue entered his mouth, stealing back a bit of her seed in the process - and Mike let himself fall into her embrace, resting his body against her tits as she probed his mouth with her kiss.

For all his sexual escapades, Mike didn’t get a lot of kisses. His tastes as a performer tended towards heavy roughness, which didn’t usually share the scene with any sort of tenderness. But it was nice, now that it was happening.

Zecora pulled back from the kiss, regarding Mike with a smile. “Come to me if you want the ‘cure,’” she said, pressing the vial of fluid into “but you will like the change, I’m sure.”

Mike lay on the bed - his bed - dangling the vial of red potion above his face. All throughout the trip back home, he’d been tempted to drink it down… but Zecora had advised him to wait until he got home. He wasn’t sure how important that instruction was, but it gave him an excuse not to think too much about it.

He stared down at his naked body, contemplating the thought of changing himself. He didn’t know exactly what the potion would do to him, but he trusted that it would give him the ability to get bred. To be fertilized by a mare and bear her foals. Was that really what he wanted? To give up the body he’d been born into and become a vessel for a mare’s seed?

The stiffness in his cock gave him all the answer he needed. It might not have been the wisest course, basing his decision on what make his cock hard, but he’d been thinking with his cock for so long that he wasn’t about to stop now. Mike had become a cock addict, unable to live without getting fucked by mares, and he knew he wasn’t in control of himself anymore… but he also knew that this was the only way he could live from now on. This was the road he was walking, and taking that potion was the next step. He uncorked the little vial and drank it down in one gulp, tasting oak and vinegar as it hit his tongue.

Warmth filled his body, spreading from his stomach to his limbs. But the sensation seemed to concentrate itself in certain parts of his body - his chest, his buttocks, and especially his crotch. It built in intensity, tingling more powerfully and growing warmer over time; he was worried it would start to hurt, that the warmth would become a burning sensation… but it never happened. Instead, it became a source of pleasure, turning every place it touched into an erogenous zone.

Mike ran his hands over his body, gasping as pleasure blossomed in every spot he touched. His nipples were extremely sensitive, and he spent a while just stroking them with his fingers as he writhed on the bed. Moving his hips in slow circles on the bed, he felt his ass starting to gradually change shape. It was growing fuller, rounder, bit by bit. The same thing was happening to his chest; beneath his fingers, his nipples were rising up. Growing into breasts.

He wasn’t just growing a womb, he was becoming a woman. He would have a body made for getting fucked. Built for bearing foals. He held that thought in his mind, holding it close as he rubbed his chest. His cock was twitching - and when he looked at it, it seemed like it was already getting smaller. Of course - what did he need with a dick, when the mares around him had cocks that were so much bigger, so much more powerful than his had even been? It wasn’t as though he was using his dick for much of anything. So much better to let it shrink away and replace itself with something that a mare could fuck…

The thought of his shrinking, disappearing dick actually gave him what would surely be his last orgasm as a man. And it was big - he shot long ropes of cum from his dwindling cock, again and again, far more than a normal climax. It was like his body was clearing out all of his own cum, discarding that bit of his manhood in spectacular fashion. He groaned as he came, his voice sounding higher already.

In the end, it took hours for the potion of change him. He wasn’t just growing tits or a round ass; his insides were shifting, his bones changing shape. But it was never painful - it was so gradual and gentle that every little shift was just a soft, pleasurable touch. It was as though tender hands were working his body like clay, molding it into a new and wonderful shape.

The sensation was like a warm, heavy blanket weighing on him - all he could do was lie on the bed, writhing and touching himself, totally blissed out as magic coursed through his veins. Mike had never had that much experience with magic; like a lot of humans, he initially regarded it with a degree of skepticism. But now he was letting it mold him, changing him into something that was better-suited to serve and pleasure the beautiful, big-dicked mares of this world.

After hours spent losing himself in bliss, Mike finally felt the feeling subside. For most of that time, he’d either had his eyes closed or had been staring at the ceiling - but now he rose from his bed and walked to the bathroom, his body swaying as he familiarized himself with the new distribution of his weight.

And he couldn’t have been more pleased with what he saw in the mirror. He was beautiful - his tits were overflowing handfuls of soft flesh, his ass was thick and round, and his wide hips looked like they were made for bearing foals. How could a mare resist breeding this body?

It took Mike a while to actually look himself in the face - and that aspect, he discovered, was relatively unchanged. He’d always been pretty androgenous, and his familiar face looked pretty natural atop a woman’s body.

He grazed his finger across his vulva, sending a tingle through the core of his body. Oh yeah, this was nice - he had a feeling he wasn’t going to miss having a cock. “I can’t wait to get fucked,” he said, and his voice was the sultry growl of a beautiful woman.

Mike was self-conscious as he walked through the studio’s front doors. Not about his body - he knew he was hot - but about his clothes. He’d never shopped for women’s clothes before, and while the clerk at the clothing store had been pretty helpful - and surprisingly understanding - he wasn’t sure he’d gotten everything in exactly the right size. The skirt felt nice enough, and his old shirts basically fit just fine, but he’d probably want a little more room in the bra next time. His tits felt like they were about to bust out of the one he was wearing now.

He walked right up to the front desk, just like always. He hadn’t scheduled any shoots for today - or indeed any future date - because he anticipated that his transformation would put him in a different category of porn. “Transformed boy getting bred” would probably appeal to a good number of co-stars and viewers, but he needed to make the studio aware that he wasn’t the man he used to be.

True Love, the orange pegasus who worked the front desk, looked up from her phone with her usual sleepy expression. She always looked like that, for some reason; Mike suspected it had something to do with the way she always referred to the snacks on her desk as “edibles.” “Hey,” she said, “Do you have an appointment or something?”

It took Mike a second to realize what was happening. This was his first time showing off his new body to someone who would normally recognize him… but True Love was just smiling politely, awaiting an answer from a woman who she assumed to be a total stranger. “It’s me, TL,” said Mike, and then he watched recognition dawn on True Love’s face in slow motion. Mike was far from unrecognizable - his face had changed very little, and the character of his voice was largely the same.

“Holy shiiit,” said True Love, “Mike? You went out and turned yourself into a chick?”

“Yeah,” said Mike. “Once I got the idea in my head, I just got obsessed. And I thought I’d come by and see if there was anyone who wanted fuck my brand new pussy.”

True Love leaned over her desk, sizing up Mike’s bare, slender legs, his wide hips and prominent bust. “Well, shit,” she said, “I know one bitch who wouldn’t mind plowing you.”

“Yeah?” said Mike. He leaned forward, dangling his tits in front of the pegasus’ face. His shirt wasn’t very revealing - not tailored to show off cleavage - but he got his point across. “I’d let you do me right now, if only you had a dick…”

True Love tilted her head, seemingly unsure whether Mike was serious - but he very much was, and she caught onto it before too long. She sat back in her seat, lifted her skirt, and gave Mike a peek at a foot-long orange cock. “Lucky you,” she said, “I got it done just last week. Woulda mentioned it sooner, but, y’know… I wanted to keep things really professional, the way I do.” She ran a finger over her shaft, from the base to the flare.

Mike draw a sharp breath, feeling his pussy tense. This was the first cock he’d seen since becoming a woman, and it was giving him powerful feelings. The desire to get fucked was just as strong, but now his pussy was pulsing with powerful, primal, womanly desire. He rounded True Love’s desk, stripping off his shirt and unclasping his bra as he came closer. After keeping his tits in that constraining bra, it felt incredible to finally free his girls - and True Love seemed to like what she saw. Mike knelt in front of her, and wrapped his lips around her cock.

“Woah, holy shit,” gasped True Love, as Mike took her deeper, “I mean… fuck… someone might come in. This is a porno studio but it’s still, like… a place of business.”

Mike didn’t feel like debating her. His mouth was better used for sucking marecock than for talking, and he had a feeling that True Love’s objections would melt away soon enough. He brought himself closer to her, nestling the base of her cock between his tits, and lowered his head until her tip bumped against the back of his throat. “Ah, fuck, okay, keep going,” she said. “I’ve seen how you suck cock, dude, I’m not gonna cheat myself out of that. And… I’m guessing this is the first boobjob you ever gave anyone, so that’s pretty fuckin’ special…”

Mike relaxed his throat - a skill that he’d honed with practice, and which was still sharp in his remodeled body. True Love’s cock was impressively long, but not monstrously wide - so he had no trouble getting the head into the tight, slick corridor of his throat. His pussy, already lit up with arousal, throbbed and pulsed as he took her deeper; he suspected that he was still capable of coming simply from giving a blowjob. His pussy was crying out to be filled, but just touching a mare’s cock, much less having it deep inside his throat, was enough to get his womanhood working.

“Oh shit, you really know what you’re doing,” said True Love, gripping her armrests tight. “You know… the first time I jerked off this cock, I was watching one of your shoots… imagining I was fucking your tight little ass… I can’t believe I’m finally getting a piece of you, Mike…”

Mike couldn’t help but be flattered. True Love had always been casually flirty, and Mike had never quite known how seriously to take it. But imagining her jerking herself off while she watched him get fucked… that was a good mental image.

Mike bobbed up and down, pressing his tits inward with his hands as he got True Love’s cock nice and wet. Once he felt it throb inside his throat, he knew it was time to move on - and he pulled away, stood up, and turned around.

“Nice ass,” said True Love. “Is that for me?”

Mike reached under his skirt and pulled his panties down, exposing the round bottom that Zecora’s potion had given him. He spread his cheeks and lowered himself towards True Love’s lap, wiggling his ass hypnotically for her. “You can’t have my pussy,” said Mike, “But my ass is all yours.”

Mike was shocked by the speed and force with which True Love grabbed him. She was usually a decidedly laidback presence, but right now - when she was horny and she had an ass to fuck - she was wasting no time. Her hands clapped onto his wide hips and yanked him down, positioning his butt just above the tip of True Love’s dick.

“Your pussy looks nice and tight,” said True Love, prodding his pucker with the flat tip of her cock, “but it’s your ass I’ve been dreaming about, Mikey…” Her dick was slick with Mike’s spit, and it only took a little push to slide it inside him. Mike groaned, shuddering, hit with a wave of pleasure as he was penetrated. Although his body had changed, he hadn’t sacrificed any of the pleasure of anal; having his ass filled made his pussy drip with fluid and throb with arousal.

“So who are you saving your virgin pussy for, Mike?” said True Love, sliding Mike onto her cock. Mike was nearly able to speak, but she cut him off with a guess - the correct guess, as it happened. “You want a zebra, don’t you?” she said. “You want a big strong stripey zebra mare to breed that human pussy with a big black cock?”

“Yeah,” gasped Mike. He was bouncing his body on the pegasus’ dick, feeling his tits bounce as he picked up the pace. “I love zebras. It’s because of them that I learned how much I love to get fucked… and I want a zebra mare to cum inside me, breed me… make me carry her foals…”

“Mmm, yeah, you don’t want my cum up in your pussy, huh,” whispered True Love. She wrapped her arms around Mike and groped his tits, kneading the soft flesh under her fingers. “You want the biggest, strongest zebra mare around, with big black balls full of cum. And you want her to fuck you long and hard til she nuts in that tight, tight, tight little pussy…” She was holding him tight, squeezing his breasts, stroking the nipples with her fingertips. “Fuck, Mike, you got the biggest titties of any boy I ever saw. And the tightest pussy, too, I bet…”

She slipped one hand between his thighs and found his wet lips and his sensitive little clit. “Ooh, I’ll find you a zebra for this pussy,” she said, fingering his slick cunt. “I’ll find you a strong, tall mare with a cock that’ll stretch out your pussy… hit your back wall with inches to spare… and she’ll cum and cum till you’re bred for certain…”

Mike felt his pussy clench around True Love’s fingers. He’d spent his transformation in a state of perpetual bliss, but his pussy hadn’t actually cum yet. It was uncanny, how different it felt - there was still a building of tension, a sensation that spread through the core of his body… but his parts were unfamiliar. He was almost scared of what was coming… but there was no stopping it now.

“Ooh, ooh, gonna nut, Mikey,” grunted True Love. “Gonna blow my load in your girly little ass…”

Mike felt True Love’s cock pump once, twice, and then shoot a spurt of thick hot cum into his asshole. The tension in Mike’s cunt became an intense, clenching pressure - and then it released, blossoming into a climax that was unlike anything he’d ever felt. Having a pussy was fucking great-

His pussy clenched and released again and again, each time sending a wave of physical bliss all the way to his fingertips. His ass flexed around True Love’s cock, drinking in each fresh pump of cum. Just like always, his belly swelled with the load - just a little bump, but it had the satisfying warmth that he’d grown to love.

His climax receded, the throbbing of his pussy fading into silence, and he lay back against True Love, red-faced and breathing heavy. “Well, that was worth the wait,” said True Love. “Now let’s find you your zebra.”

It took a little longer than usual to find a zebra for Mike; he asked for the biggest, most virile zebra dickmare in the studio’s stable… and The first mare to say yes was one that Mike had actually never worked with before… but he wasn’t going to let a detail like that stand in the way of getting himself bred. A total stranger was fine with him, as long as she had stripes and a big hard cock.

The Whisper studio was barely recognizable when he walked through the door; like many of the filming spaces, it was usually just a pleasant-looking bedroom, not meant to evoke any particular setting. But now it was all done up in earthy tones, painted with symbols that seemed to represent the cutie marks of zebras. The only bit of zebra-printing was on a lampshade; zebra-print bedsheets would be an obvious choice, but there were already going to be a lot of stripes onscreen. Not just on Mike’s co-star, but on Mike himself - because he’d gone back and had his body painted once again, lining himself with black and white stripes. The makeup artist had been very excited to see him again; she seemed to enjoy working on female bodies more than male ones, and she’d spent a good long time applying gentle brushstrokes to his tits and ass.

At the moment, very little of his body was visible; he was wrapped tight in a coat that left pretty much everything to the imagination. He’d reveal himself for the cameras later; right now, the little crystals that filmed the scene were just drifting about the room lazily. They were definitely filming, though - they always filmed as long as someone was in the room - and as long as they were on, Mike figured he might as well give them something to look at. He slipped his hand into his coat, found his pussy, and began to run his fingers up and down the sensitive lips.

He wasn’t trying to make himself cum; he hadn’t gotten particularly good at masturbating with his new equipment yet. But it was easy to get himself warmed up. He lay back on the bed, sinking into the covers as he touched himself and softly moaned.

It didn’t take long for the door to fly open - and when Mike sat up, he saw… well, he saw exactly what he’d asked for. Standing in the doorway was the biggest, buffest, most hung zebra mare he’d ever seen. When he’d described what sort of mare he wanted to get bred by, he thought he’d get one of his former co-stars; he hadn’t dared to hope they could call on anyone bigger.

But here she was. Dazari was her name, Mike had already learned. She’d sampled Mike’s videos, watched him worship zebra cock and beg to be fucked. And when she heard that he wanted a zebra to fuck his brand new pussy and plant her seed in his womanhood, she thought was the hottest fucking thing she’d ever heard.

And when she walked through the door, her cock was already standing hard. She was clad in a rough-looking tan fabric - something based on traditional zebra garb, or perhaps the genuine article. Whatever it was, there was very little of it - it was little more than a bikini, covering hefty round tits and - in theory - covering her fat black cock as well. But it was ill-equipped to cover her erect stallionhood. But that was the point, of course - the little loincloth draped over her stiff shaft was meant to emphasize the scale and power of the cock it failed to conceal.

“Is this the human I am to breed?” said Dazari, looming over the bed. “I’ve come, and I bear potent seed.”

Mike stood from the bed - his curves still concealed by the coat he wore - and gawked openly at the mare who had come to breed him. She was over a foot taller than him, somewhere far north of six feet, and shapely muscle lined her body. Her features were strong, but feminine - a short dark muzzle opened to a confident smile, and warm brown eyes followed the movement of Mike’s body with interest. Her mane was a flawlessly maintained mohawk, and her stripes were bold and striking. She was perfect. Mike needed this mare’s foals.

“You look pleased,” said Dazari. “I’ve shown myself to you, human, and it is now your turn. Strip for me.”

Obediently, Mike pulled the coat off his shoulders and tossed it beside the bed, exposing himself to Dazai - and to the cameras. Dazari’s expression didn’t shift much, by a widening of her pupils told Mike that she liked what she saw. Even under pants and a loose-fitting shirt, his body was wonderfully inviting.

Dazari couldn’t help but touch herself as Dazari stripped down further. She let her fingers graze her fat black nuts as Mike pulled his shirt out and freed his tits from his lacy red bra… and she started to stroke the base as he stripped off his pants and slowly worked his panties down around the curve of his ass. By the time his pussy was out in the open, a gleaming bead of precum was forming at the tip of Dazari’s cock - and Mike might have knelt to lick it up if Dazari didn’t hadn’t circled around him a placed her hands on his hips.

“Oh, yes,” Dazari growled, “These hips will bear fine foals.” She squeezed the cheeks of his ass, making his body shudder with pleasure, and let her hands drift further down. His thighs were smooth, and the mare’s hands glided along their surface, caressing the stripes that covered his skin.

“And what lovely patterns,” she said, tracing the edge of one stripe with her fingertip. “They flatter this feminine body even more than the one you had before…” She lifted her hands and cupped his tits, then pulled him closer to her. He let himself rest against her body - she was as solid as a brick wall, but her bosom was a pleasant cushion to rest his weight against.

“Yes, this body suits you,” said Dazari, pressing her fingers into his tits, slowly massaging the “You were a lovely boy, and you provided great pleasure for many lucky zebras… but I count myself the luckiest, for I am the first zebra to fuck this beautiful woman.” She pinched his nipples, and he gasped as his pussy throbbed in sympathy with them. “So it was zebra magic that gave you this body?” asked Dazari. “My compliments to whoever brewed this potion. What a fine set of tits it gave you…”

She gripped his shoulders and spun him around, then knelt to bring her face to Mike’s rack. She planted a kiss on his left nipple - and she stayed there, licking and sucking at the skin, swirling her tongue around the nipple. Mike was shaking, his pussy dripping, his mind almost senseless with desire. “Dazari,” he gasped, “fuck me, please… I need to be bred, I need that big zebra cock and all that zebra cum…”

“Ah, listen to you,” said Dazari, pulling her mouth off his breast and rising to her full height. “You have become somewhat famous, human, for your love of zebra mares and your devotion to our cocks… you love us so dearly that you made yourself a woman, so that the power of our seed could fill you…” She placed a hand on his belly, which was soft and flat - not yet filled. “You are such a slut for the seed of zebra mares… you gave yourself a fertile body, and you wish for me to make you heavy with child…”

“Yes…” whispered Mike. “I’ve never wanted anything this much…”

“Then prove your love, human. One last time, show me how much my cock means to you. Let me use your mouth, and then I will make use of your cunt.”

As if his pussy heard its name being spoken, it clenched, seizing with pleasure - and for a second Mike felt like he was going to cum just from the dirty talk. But he didn’t quite get that far; there was more work to be done before his pussy would get the attention it needed. Dropping to his knees, he grasped Dazari’s dick by its base - a base so thick he couldn’t close his hand around it - and gazed at the wide flared head of her dick black marecock.

It was so beautiful he could have cried. It represented such power, such pleasure, and it was all for him. Marecock had dominated his mind since the first time he’d touched it, and every fresh encounter with it was just as joyous as the first. The feel of zebra meat in his hand, the smooth, veiny black skin, the intoxicating musk… he was an addict and he knew it, but cock was too good to ever quit. The hunger he felt for cock, the love he felt when it was inside him, and the fullness that came afterwards... marecock was his life now.

He wrapped his lips around the flared head and licked a drop of pre form the tip, moaning lustily as he finally tasted the salty seed. There was such richness, such power, in that little drop, and a thrill went through his body as he imagined what a full load would feel like in his pussy. With one hand, he caressed the smooth black nutsack dangling between Dazari’s legs, feeling it quiver as he sucked at her shaft. She had balls like oranges, big and fat and full, and just thinking about the loads they were churning up made Mike’s pussy throb and his body tremble.

“Oh,” gasped Dazari, “You are not just lovely, but talented as well… I suppose you have sucked so many long, hard zebra cocks, it is no surprise that you are very good at it… Tell me, human, am I the biggest among the zebras? Is my cock the one most worthy of worship?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Mike moaned - and then he shuffled closer to Dazari, close enough that he could embrace the base of her dick between his tits. He kept his mouth on her cock, bobbing his head deeper, trying to squeeze the wide flare into his throat.

“Let me help you,” said Dazari, applying firm pressure to the back of his head. “If you can get a cock like mine into your throat, that will prove your love…” she grunted, losing her composure for a moment. “Fuck, your tits are big… you are a fine woman, worthy of my seed…”

Mike’s cunt was pulsing faster and harder, keeping time with his racing heart. He felt little spurts of pre splattering against his throat as he tried to force himself to take Dazari deeper, and each little splatter made the anticipation in his pussy rise higher and higher - and then he came. Just like he had back when he was a man, he came just from sucking cock. Just from having his face buried in a dickmare’s crotch, breathing in her musk, hearing her talk dirty to her little cocksucking slut. His pussy clenched and resealed, his climax rising in waves - and as he tried to cry out, his throat opened just enough to let Dazari’s cock inside. Feeling her flare slip inside the tight walls of Mike’s throat, she began to thrust. They were short, quick thrusts, but they had all the strength of her hips behind them. She wasn’t holding anything back - she had her opening, she had a throat to fuck, and by Celestia she was going to give her cock-loving co-star everything she had.

And Mike was in heaven. His climax got a second wind, his pussy dripping and pulsing as his body rocked back and forth with the motion of Dazari’s hips. This was how Mike wanted to be treated. As soon as he saw Dazari, he’d wanted to be tossed around by her, fucked with all her strength, battered and brutalized by her cock. And most of all, he wanted her cum -

And he got it. A throb shot through her shaft, pushing against the walls of Mike’s throat, and a thick, heavy rope of zebra spunk hit the back of his throat. He was choking on cock, desperately in need of oxygen, but he needed cum even more. He knew he’d never forgive himself if he wasted any of her cum, so he kept his mouth on her cock, milking the shaft with his tits, as she shot again and again, her balls providing a load that put all other dickmares to shame.

When her climax ended, he shaft didn’t soften, not even for a second. She pulled Mike’s head off her cock, and he fell back, gasping for breath. “Oh, very good,” said Dazari, reaching down to pick Mike off the floor by his shoulders. “You’ve proven that you worship zebra cock, human. I am ready to stretch your pussy around my cock and fill you with my seed…”

She put a hand under his ass, lifting his body off the ground until the two were face-to-face. Then she slowly lowered him back down, pussy-first, onto her shaft. Her cock was slick with spit, and his pussy was wet and ready - but it was still one hell of a tight fit. Once it became clear that things weren’t going to be easy, Dazari eagerly started to do things the hard way: one single forceful thrust got her flare inside him and forced a choking gasp from his ravaged throat. Giving him no time to recover, no chance to plead for mercy, she thrust again, penetrating him deeper. Mike wrapped his legs around her ass, holding on for dear life as she fucked him with a cock that felt like it could split him in half.

“Do not worry, human,” said Dazari. “I will not quit, no matter how tight the fit. You shall have your seed, you shall bear my foals… shall I give you twins, sweet human? Triplets? I am sure you want all the foals I can give you, perfect little zebras deep in your womb…”

Mike tried to affirm this - he wanted to be massively pregnant, full to bursting with foals - but he couldn’t say a word. He’d only had his pussy for less than a week, and it was already taking the pounding of a lifetime. It was incredible - his mouth and his ass had already endured this sort of punishment, but having his pussy stretched like this was something altogether now. His cunt was built for pleasure, built to cum, and every thrust lit it up with savage bliss.

In time, she got the first eight inches of her cock inside him - and she permitted herself to be satisfied with that for the moment. She bounced him on her cock, thrusting her hips, staring him in the face with a gleaming grin. “Once I cum, little human,” she said, “I am soon ready to cum again… by sucking my cock you have opened floodgates of potent zebra cum, and you shall have your reward… very soon…” She thrust harder, making Mike’s tits shake - if his and Dazari’s tits hadn’t been pressed up against one another, they’d both have been jiggling out of control. Mike could see that Dazari was actually straining, even starting to sweat, truly giving her all to this performance…

And then she came. She came inside him. Inside his pussy. Cum, thick and hot and potent, flooded his cunt, shooting deep inside him, and shooting again and again. And it was everything he’d imagined. There was such a sense of peace - a feeling that this is what his new, feminine body was for. That this was what his soul was for. His life belonged to marecock, his body was made for foalbearing. And this moment was the culmination of that truth. Peace gave way to climax, and his spasming cunt gripped hard around Dazari’s cock, milking it, drinking up every last swallow of cum.

“I am… definitely pregnant,” gasped Mike, as Dazari pulled him off her cock and laid him on the bed. “You bred the fuck out of my pussy.”

“I have no doubt that my seed will grow in your fertile womb, human,” said Dazari.

The two of them shared a look. The scene could have ended here… but Dazari was still hard, and Mike’s pussy was still begging to be filled. He spread his legs, and Dazari crawled onto the bed. “You’ve got a greedy cunt, human,” she said, flipping him over. “I will give you more foals, since that is your desire… now, hands and knees.”

Mike obeyed, propping himself on his hands and knees, and he felt Dazari’s hands gripping his ass once again. She entered him from behind, sliding her cock between his wet lips - it was an easier fit this time, but still excruciatingly tight.

And this posture let her thrust even harder. In a clever bit foresight, the headboard of the bed was padded - so when Dazari thrust herself into Mike, his head only sank into the soft grey padding. And that was a lucky thing, because Dazari was determined to get deeper in his ass. She pounded at him, hammering his ass, driving herself into him bit by bit. Each fraction of an inch brought with it more girth, thicker zebra meat stretching Mike’s pussy lips.

“You want all of me, don’t you?” growled Dazari. “The deeper I go, the deeper I cum inside you… how many foals will you bear me if I get every drop as deep as I can? How big will your belly grow, human, if I fill you with another load?”

“So big,” groaned Mike. “I want to be big, I want to bear you a litter… I wanna be so big I can’t move…” He dropped his head to look down at himself - past his dangling, shaking tits, his belly was already a little round, filled with the load Dazari had shot right down his throat. “I want you to breed me again and again till I’m loaded with your foals…”

Mike felt Dazari’s balls slapping against him - she was deep now, so deep that her fat, heavy nutsack swung into him with each thrust. “Here comes… more… take my seed and grow life within yourself, human…”

Dazari’s cock twitched and pumped the first thick gush. The rush of cum made her shaft bloat, just slightly - but it was enough to stretch Mike’s pussy just a little bit more. He trembled, sinking his face into the padded headboard, groaning as the pressure in his pussy became a shuddering climax. Dazari grabbed his hips as she drained her nuts inside him, pumping him with a load every bit as big as the last.

When Dazari pulled out, Mike’s trembling body fell onto the mattress, collapsing bonelessly into a panting, sweating heap. His pussy felt warm and full, and it was so much more satisfying than a fully belly. All those swallowed loads, all that cum shot up his ass by thick marecocks… it was all a waste, compared to what he had inside him right now. It seemed as though he could feel the seed taking hold inside of him, already starting to grow…

But Dazari wasn’t done. She flipped him over, onto his back, and gazed down at him with undiminished lust. “You are mine,” she growled. “Bred with my cum, marked with my scent… whoever fucks you next, human, they will know that you are my woman.”

She loomed above him, and lowered herself down, her slick cock bearing down on his wet lips. It looked as though she planned on a missionary fuck… but then she grabbed his ankles, lifting them over his head, and pinned his body down with her big, meaty thighs on top of his. Their tits pressed together, and her face was inches from his, her snorting breaths blowing hot air into his face. She kissed him, enveloping his mouth with her black muzzle and probing his mouth with her long, powerful tongue. And as he melted into the kiss, she slid herself into him again. This time it was even easier; his pussy was stretched wide enough that she was up to her medial ring with no real effort. He was still tight, but getting inside him was no longer a struggle. His pussy had been fucked into submission, and it was ready to take everything she had to give.

And she still had plenty. The last three orgasms had drained none of her stamina; her body was a machine, built to fuck all night. She could breed women like Mike for hours, and having all of her attention meant that Mike wasn’t done until she was done.

The position he was in now - legs over his head, thighs pinned beneath Dazari’s - felt like a wrestling hold, brutal and punishing. Dazari had watched Mike’s videos, and no doubt learned his tastes; he loved a mare who could overpower him completely, hold him against the wall or pin him to the bed with nothing but her own body. Being weak - being helpless against a zebra dickmare and her fat black cock - that was what Mike lived for, and being a woman made it even better.

Now that Dazari was on top of him, every thrust had the weight of her whole body behind it. Her body was immense, her muscles big and thick and heavy, and each thrust of her hips plowed her deeper into Mike’s pussy until she could go no further. She wasn’t balls-deep - there simply wasn’t room inside Mike’s cunt for her to go that deep - but she was close enough that Mike felt her ballsack slapping against him again, spanking his bare flesh.

“Mine,” repeated Dazari, pulled back slightly from the kiss. “Your body serves mine, you exist to take in my seed and bear my foals…you have chosen to be a slut, to live for the pleasure of zebra mares and their cocks… but now and forever, you belong to me.”

“I’m yours,” gasped Mike. “Fill me, mark me, breed my slutty cunt… I need you perfect zebra foals inside me…”

Mike’s shuddering body was once again building towards climax. He was accustomed to mares making him cum multiple times - especially zebras, with their beautiful striped bodies and fat black cocks - but his new body made that experience even keener. His dick had become exhausted by multiple orgasms, shooting smaller, weaker loads every time - but his pussy came just as hard each time. Harder, in this case, as the gorgeous mare’s fucking grew more brutal with each round.

“Ah,” moaned Dazari. “Your pussy - so tight, so grateful for my gift… let me fill you again, human…”

This climax was just as big as the last three. Dazari’s balls were huge - bottomlessly huge, it would seem, sloshing with enough cum to breed Mike twenty times over. Mike felt himself bloating with cum, albeit in a slightly different spot than usual. He was swelling with seed, already looking two or three months pregnant. A thrilling preview of the foalbearing that his future inevitably held.

Dazari pulled herself out of him, releasing him from the brutal pin she’d held him in, and rolled over to the side. He collapsed, sweating, panting, sore all over - and he felt gentle hands on his chest, stroking his swollen chest from his belly button up to his tits. “You are lovely,” Dazari said to him. “I am happy to have you as the mother of my foals.”

“Oh, my foals are growing strong,” whispered Dazari, running gentle hands over the expansive curve of his belly. “Motherhood suits you, human.”

And then she thrust her hips upward, pounding his ass with another brutal, hammering jolt. In the months since he’d gotten pregnant, Mike’s co-stars had become a bit more gentle with him… but they still liked it rough, and so did he. So here he was, riding Dazari’s cock with his ass - a position that let her be just about as brutal as she could want, without any risk of hurting the foals.

And of course there were still cameras; the shoot where Mike got bred had done huge numbers, and his fans were still tuning in to watch him grow. His transformation and subsequent pregnancy - along with his undiminished libido and love for zebra marecock - made for a narrative that viewers kept coming back for.

And Dazari was often there with him, but the two were rarely alone. Zulna was straddling his pregnant belly as he serviced her with his mouth, and Zavara was standing beside him, her cock in his hand as he jerked her off. Getting bred had been personal and intimate - but now that he was heavy with foals, it was back to what Mike loved best: surrounding himself with tall, strong zebras and worshipping their cocks with his body.

“I must agree, the human is far lovelier now,” said Zulna. “I was enamored with the young human man I first met, but this beautiful woman is so fine and fertile…” SHe reached a hand down to run her fingers through Mike’s hair. He’d let it grown out over the past few months; it was halfway down his back now, completing his new, feminine look. “Do you think he would let me fuck him next? Seeing him like this makes me feel like breeding…”

“I have my eye on the human’s womb as well,” said Zavara. “Perhaps I could wrestle you for the right to breed her first. I warn you, I am highly motivated. If our human’s sweet little pussy is on the line, I will fight you with everything I have…”

“Then… how about this?” grunted Zulna, straining to speak as Mike’s mouth brought her closer to climax. “We will both fuck his pussy, we will fill it with load after load… and whoever possesses the most potent cum will win out.”

(Zulna and Zavara had no way of knowing it at the time, but when this line was spoken, dickmare viewers used their free hands to upvote the video by the thousands)

“Yes, that would be most fair,” said Zavara. “I feel as though I would surely win such a contest, but I would be happy to… challenge you…” She was getting close as well, her cock throbbing under Mike’s fingers.

And Mike was closing in on his first climax of the shoot - and certainly not his last. The way his co-stars were talking about him - vying for his pussy, without acknowledging that he might have a preference - was such a turn-on. This was what he really wanted, after all - to be the object of desire, a prize that strong, well-hung zebra mares could claim. Whoever desired him most, whoever filled his pussy with the most potent cum, she would be the one whose foals he would bear.

Mike’s pussy clenched, and his moaning mouth swallowed Zulna’s cock deeper. Her cock throbbed against his lips, and thick, hot cum splashed against the back of his throat. He swallowed again and again, drinking the mare’s load as his pussy throbbed and leaked fluid onto Dazari’s striped fur.

Zavara came next, her twitching cock throwing off Mike’s grip. Her cock splattered first his tits, then - as her shaft flicked upwards - his face. Zavara moaned with pleasure, taking joy in glazing the soft features of Mike’s body. And Mike enjoyed it just as much - feeling zebra cum on his skin was almost as good as feeling it inside him.

And no sooner had that thought crossed his mind that Dazari came inside him. The mare that had sired his foals shot a load deep into his ass, pumping quarts of thick zebra spunk into his belly. He was already round with foals, but he grew rounder as Dazari filled him.

The mares surrounding Mike took a few deep breaths as their climaxes ended and their cocks shot their last thick spurts. Zulna and Zavara lifted Mike off of Dazari’s cock, and the three of them regarded his beautiful, bloated, womanly body. The shoot was far from over. Their cocks were still hard. And Mike, as always, was ready to provide whatever they desired.