Author's Note

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Clop Warning***

Chapter contains *clop*

Ch 4: Lobotomized Pt 1

It went from bad to worse.

My backside was chilled by the cool cold steel table I was strapped to. This was not good.

I strained and flexed my muscles trying to break out of my binds. Grunting in the darkness as I refused to die. My wound in my shoulder screamed in protest as I gnashed my teeth as I fought to withstand the pain, fighting with myself to not make a sound. The only relief was my sprained ankle.

I was stressing myself trying desperately to rip myself free. Not only did I lose my weapons, but my rucksack and clothing too. I was stripped, bare ass naked like some sort of animal about to be dissected for future study.

In the distance I could hear the sounds of footsteps foreshadowing that someone was coming. Immediately I went still, pretending to be knocked out.

The sound of metal screeching pierced my ears like someone dropping a bucket of rusted nails inside my head. I couldn’t help but flinch in response.

A white light from the open door washed over me burning through my eyelids. Balled my fists hoping they just assumed I was having a bad dream or something.

I heard several clicks as lights began to turn on illuminating the room. The warmth of the lights helped warm me up. Feeling goosebumps all over my body.

“Hello my friend.” A woman spoke with a voice of honey. “It’s okay I won’t hurt you.”

I continued to play dead as everything these Nazis said had to be lies and besides I didn’t even know if she was talking to me.

“Yes friend come on tsk tsk.” The woman continued as I felt something warm pressing against my arm gently shaking me.

I refused to budge, this must have been a cruel joke.

It had to be.

“Hm, that's odd. Normally my patients wake up to the sound of my voice.”

‘Patient’, didn’t she mean lab experiment?

“Well that's just too bad. Wakey wakey it's time to wake up. Dear, you seem rather cold… please allow me.” I felt something warm and soft be placed on my chest. To be honest it did feel rather nice.

“Is that better?” The woman’s voice sounded closer now like if she was hovering over him checking up on him.

Carefully I peaked, cracking my eyes open slightly. Don’t panic… don’t panic…I flinched when I saw a pony sitting on my chest like some sort of chest demon. Her muzzle inches away from my face. She only leaned closer as if she had noticed me spot her. Her warm breath caressed my face shooing the cold room’s air back as she tried to ‘warm me up’. Which would not have been a problem if they’d just let me keep my clothes! I could even smell her breath that surprisingly smelt of… was that flowers?

I was disappointed by the sight wishing I had just been dreaming this all up and I’d wake up to see a human… not this ‘thing’.

“I see you~” She teased in a light hearted tone, inching her face closer to my own. “I know you’re awake.” She gently pressed her lips against my own.

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I took it like a man letting the mare kiss me sticking to my plan of being ‘unconscious’ or in this case ‘asleep’

Don’t think about it… Resist… Headbutt her! Bite her! Thoughts raced through my mind as I felt the mare delicately brush her warm, inviting tongue against my lips gently parting them apart as she slipped her tongue into my mouth beginning to tongue me.

I thought they were Nazis! Not the damn french kiss! Shit was disgusting. I did not see how this kind of kiss was a thing. Honestly it was so revolting. The exchanging of salvias… come on! Now I had a pony… in my mouth… I… think I’m going to be sick… No… No you’re not… hold out soldier… Hold…

I felt my third leg begin to rise behind the mare sensing her body heat.

‘No… you get back in your winter coat, soldier!’

It twitched like a meaty garden hose that wanted to desperately inflate and go erect.

‘You’re stronger than this! Withstand this assault on our manly will! I command you to stay in uniform! Get back in formation, soldier!’ I mentally demanded screaming at my private.

Pulling back from the kiss the mare looked down at me fondly. “Still playing dead?” She purred seductively as she peered over her shoulder back at my third leg seeing it twitch as my own body betrayed me getting hard by her quite charming feminine voice. My brain assumed her to be a human woman. Or at least that’s what I wanted to think. Refusing to accept the idea that I was being turned on by some animal.

I opened my eyes taking in the mare’s attire. The mare wore a white nurse cap that sat upon a glorious blonde mane. Her pink body was covered with a matching white nurse dress uniform. I quickly became confused when I noticed she was not a unicorn like the rest I had seen. So where only their unicorn kind Nazis? Was she just a civilian? Was this some sort of class system? Who the hell was this lady?!

I tensed when I felt something soft brush against my erection. The mare on top was taking action being in command of the situation. Her tail brushed against my fleshy member as it swished from left to right teasing me.

“Hmm…” The nurse mused. “Just shy of the average stallion’s size.”

“And what's average?” I suddenly growled wanting to grab at her. To throw her off me and get rid of her.

“Seven inches.” The nurse said, turning back around to face me smiling innocently towards me. “Why were you trying to hide from me? I just care for your well being… Now, what's your name?” She asked, fluttering her eyelashes towards me in a flirtatious manner.

“Hunter.” I replied, plotting my way out of this. Maybe I could gain her trust somehow and have her release me. That was the plan anyways.

“Well ‘Hunter’, I’m Nurse Bonesaw and you seem to be severely lacking in some areas but I will see what I can do to ‘help’ any way I can, humph.” She looked pleased with herself sitting up straighter on my chest grabbing the edge of her skirt lifting it up. I could do nothing but stare as my eyes traced along the fabric as it rode up along her feminine figure, those womanly hips were a sight to behold. Until her dress was just high enough where she flashed me at point blank with her pony tits making me cringe at how straight forward she was. It was disgusting to have an animal having this hard on for me and me for having one involuntarily.

“I know you like this…” She cooed softly like a demon in my ear. “You know you want to.” She spoke softly in a hushed whisper. “Go on, touch.” She purred softly, licking her lips in anticipation.

My hand moved only to be restrained by the table.

She let out a giggle as her tail continued to flick behind her brushing up against my hardened dick. I shivered balling my fists some more trying to stay strong as my body betrayed me. Thinking of her as some sexy caucasian blond woman only for me to be bamboozled by some blonde talking horse!

“That’s alright, I’ll make it quick or not. Depends how long I last.” She shrugged as she sauntered down my body in reverse, sticking her plot in the air as she laid her chest flat against my stomach. She gave me a tease of a show as she wiggled her rump in the air from side to side. I could see her ass tattoo of a bonesaw with a pair of wings on each flank.

Then she lowered her ass and I felt something wet press itself against my shaft feeling the warmth of her… for god sakes! Horse Pussy!

I struggled some more in my restraints only seeming to make her smile wider as she moved up and down slightly slickening my cock with her juices marinating it with her mare juices as she lubed my tool up for use.

“You needed a bit of oil to get it in proper working order.” She said with a teasing wink, then proceeded to plant kisses over my bare chest. “Oh the muscles.” She swooned with reddened cheeks only to laugh at her joke that I hardly found funny. She played with my muscles with her hooves feeling me up as she moaned under her breath, closing her eyes as she imagined what my shaft inside her would feel like.

I could only flex my muscles wanting to break free from pure strength alone. ‘No way was I ever going to be best by a pony! Even this sick twisted mare! She wouldn’t break me! I’d break her first before that could happ-’

Distracted by my internal monolog I hadn’t noticed that she’d raised her posterior up positioning her hips until she was directly hovering over my meaty breed stick. Only coming back to reality when she slammed her hips down in one foul swoop.

“Auck!” She let out a primal scream as she sat up immediately looking up towards the heavens. As she gritted her teeth as she took in the pleasure. Slowly she began to move her hips rising gently and coming down Testing the waters with this new pleasure.

I was amazed at how this felt. Feeling the tight warm embrace of another. A lot better than using my hand I’d say. But god… After this I’d never be the same…

Her pussy felt inviting enough. Offering herself to me openly. She began to ride me. Funny as it was since she was the horse and I was the human. If anything I was the one supposed to be riding her… on her ‘back’ not the sex thing…

“Oh~ That bulbous pink mushroom head of yours… a lot different from a stallion.” She smiled down at me.

That was oddly specific describing a human male genitalia.

She rode me making the sweetest music to my ears. If I thought hard enough I could picture a beautiful blonde woman riding me saying such beautiful words to me. Like if pinup girl from one of those posters had came to life and jumped out their picture like prison, and the first thing they wanted to do was fuck my brains out.

This was it… just blurry out the pony and replace it with a woman… with big bouncy breasts… yeah… I can work with this… She wouldn’t break me. I’d never consent to beastiality. I’d never change my stance on how wrong this was.

She continued to ride me picking up her pace as I could feel her wet sopping pussy tightening its grip on my manhood wanting me inside. Both our primal urges to breed as my cock throbbed inside her as she stimulated me. My arms flexed incredibly hard as I fought the urge to cum for this beast. This monster.

She smiled down at my struggling soul trying to break me. I knew that’s what she wanted, the look of absolute glee in her eyes as she used me like some sort of live dildo. Watching me squirm trying to break free from an impossible situation.

“Come on, do it for me.” She sat down on my lap beginning to grind as she moved her hips in a circular motion. Playing with my dick like if it were a plug and play controller. Riding my joystick I grunted as I felt the urge in my stomach. It was flashes of pain as my body ached and my balls begged for the sweet release as I felt her fat ass brush up against them.

My body began to move on its own thrusting upwards making the nurse yelp in surprise. Looking shocked for a moment, but only a moment as she quickly regained her composure, moaning louder as she eyed me longingly as she had expected this moment to come. “Yes! Do it! Fill me up!” She said in the heat of the moment. Her eyes glazed over as she too began to ride me faster. Slamming her hips down on my dick repeatedly.

I could hear her giving me her all and I did the same with my body, it worked against me as my brain only wanted to impregnate her. Going feral for a short time as my thoughts were blinded by lust. In the spur of the moment the two of us became one as we worked in tandem for the same goal.

To climax.

Our thoughts were one. Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure…

All we wanted was more… more… MORE!

We made a wet squelching sound as I slid in and out of her. The suction of her pussy was so damn good that when I slipped out of her there was a wet pop similar to that of a suction cup. Her marehood had a vice grip on me and did not want to let up!

Our bodies started to heat up as our bodies began to sweat until finally we could no longer hold back. Bonesaw bit her lower lip as she came near her end. We gave one final push like runners on a marathon saving up the last bit of energy for the end. It was like a sprint for gold as I continued to pump her with my dick long after she came.

The mare cried out to the heavens as my lap was soaked in her juices. The both of us exchanged fluids.

I grunted as I pumped her full of cum, shooting my burning seed deep inside her tiny body. The ritual was complete…

A load I had been saving. It seemed as if I gave her more than I ever thought possible. From my point of view looking down the table I could see my white cum pooling out from her womb. I would be lying if I wasn’t proud of my load size, us men are competitive.

The mare didn’t seem to care as she was too preoccupied with the ceiling; it seemed as she stared off into nothingness her eyes seeing stars as she panted for breath

I sighed resting my head back on the table taking it all in as post nut clarity kicked in.

“I just banged a horse.” I said aloud. I too stared at the ceiling only dreading what I had just done.

Both of us are on opposite sides of the spectrum of post sex as it were. She looked like she had the time of her life and had no regrets while I on the other hand… well, you know how I feel.

She seemed to have gotten the better end of the stick.

‘Haha, damn…’