Zebra Breeding Grounds

The sun was just starting to rise over the horizon when we reached the zebra’s house. I looked it over, noting the well trimmed yard and middle-class aesthetic.

“Nice place,” I comment. He grunts in response, not even looking at me as he walks up to the door. After fishing around in his saddlebags for a moment, he slips the keys into his mouth and unlocks the door, motioning for me to follow him inside. I nodded before following, sitting on his couch, my face a bright red as he lets out a sharp whistle.

I watch in silence as another pony trots around the corner. I note the slim physique and small stature as the grayish stallion steps up to greet the zebra.

“Hey sweetie, come meet... what was your name sorry i kinda was in the mood and forgot to ask” the zebra said, seeming a lot more calmer then previously nodding in my direction as the other stallion trotted over.

"i-im waffles sir.." i said sheepishly

“Daddy, is this my new sister you said you went out to get?” The gray stallion looked very excited, almost like a puppy practically tackling me with a hug.

“Yes sweetie, she is your new sister. I got for you to play with while i am occupied or busy,” he said as I looked over at the zebra, blushing in confusion.

“W-wait s-sister?.. I-I’m a stallion though?...”

The slim stallion whimpered, looking saddened at my statement.

“Not anymore, sissy,” the zebra said, pointing a hoof at my tiny caged cock.

“Well I-I…” I whimpered now, noticing that the other stallion also had a caged cock. A twisted part of me was pleased to notice how much smaller it was than my own.

“Hehe so my name is Desert Eagle, but you can call me Dessy or sis,” Desert said. I nodded as he gave me a soft hug. As he rubbed his muzzle under my chin, I blushed, giggling.

“Hehe w-wow! You look so cute like that!” the zebra said, smiling as he trotted into the kitchen. “So I’ll let your sis show you around while I get other arrangements done.”

Desert smiled, happily grabbing my hoof before taking me around the house.

“The bedroom is back here,’’ he said, smiling and wagging his tail like he was a pet. I trailed him down the hall, watching him practically bounce in place.

“What did he mean by ‘sis’?” I asked.

“Well he always referred to me as his mare, and after a while it kinda stuck.” Desert looked back over his shoulder, giving me a naughty wink. “After doing that for so long, I feel that I’m more of a mare than a stallion anyways.”

“So are you more of a she or a he?” I asked.

“Honestly? I’d say I’m a she now.”

I don’t know why, but I felt a smile spread on my face. Desert was so adorable in her own right that it was hard not to believe that he was a mare. Perhaps he really was. We neared the end of the hallway, and Desert led me into what I guessed was their bedroom.

‘’We all sleep together but don't worry! The bed is big enough.’’

The room was a bright red, almost crimson. A large bed and a few dressers were the only furniture in the room, a few smaller toys and knick-knacks scattered about. .

“Master sleeps in the center’’ Desert said as he jumped onto the bed.

“How long have you been his?’’ I asked, my voice shaky.

‘’A little over a year now. I love being with him.’’ he rolled onto his back, his body figure was practically able to rival a mares and his cock throbbed in its cage as pre leaked onto his balls

“B-but do you ever get to take off your cage?’’ I asked, poking at mine as he nodded. smiling

“Thunder occasionally takes it off, but I actually enjoy it,’’ Desert said. I blushed, nodding.

“Oh so that's his name? Thunder?”

he giggled, nodding. “Yeah. Didn't he tell you?”

I blushed as I rubbed the back of my head.

“No. All he did was breed me th-then brought me back here…”

he giggled and nodded. “Yeah, sorry about that. he can get very forceful with his… sessions,” she said. As we trotted into the bathroom, I noticed how nice it actually felt to have a tight cage around my cock.

“Here's the bathroom. This is the only one, so if its occupied, bad luck,” he said.

“W-wait, really?” I looked at him in surprise.

he nodded, blushing as he led me around, showing me the kitchen. “And here is where he eats and cooks dinner for us,” he said, smiling I nodded along.

“Oh n-nice,” I said as we trotted up the stairs to a single door that said ‘do not enter’. I looked at it, confused.

“Now this is Daddy's door. Only he goes in there. I've never been able to get in there since its it's always locked, but I've always wanted to take a peek. Remember to follow Daddy’s rules so you won't get punished" he said with a grin.

“W-wow y-yeah. Don't worry, I would never want to upset him.”

We both come back downstairs, sitting down on the sofa. “Okay, Daddy. We’re done with the house tour” Desert said happily, smiling as Thunder trotted out of the kitchen

“Come, it’s time to eat, girls,” he said. We smiled and followed him into the kitchen. I was about to pull out a chair and sit down when he smiled at both of us, laying down two dog bowls containing food. My name was printed on the front of one of them, Desert on the other. desert smiled, leaning down to chow happily on the food. I stared at both of them before looking back at my own bowl.

“W-wait a-are you really gonna make us eat out of dog bowls?” I asked. Thunder just smirked at me.

“Well why not, You’re both my pets and I'll treat you as such.”

I nodded and started eating obediently.

after finishing a decently prepared meal “Thanks, Thunder,” I said. He patted us both like we were his pet dogs before picking up the empty bowls and setting them in the kitchen to be cleaned later.

“So she told you my name? Heh, guess it cant be helped you were bound to find out my name sooner or later” He smirked at me. I looked over at desert who was rubbing at his caged cock while Thunder wasn't looking. I gazed down at my own, blushing as I started to slowly rub mine. I went over and nuzzled sis as we rubbed our caged ‘clits’. moaning softly as thunder had his back turned to us i began kissing dessy happily enjoying the feeling of having my caged rubbed as we kept making out thunder turned around happily petting us as we kept making out caught up in the lustful feelings of each other.

“So Waffles, how do you like your new home?” he asked. I blushed pulling away from the kiss, not quite sure how to respond but smiling nonetheless.

“Good, Daddy. I'd love to stay here forever,” I finally responded.

Thunder led us to the couch were we laid back cuddling.

As the day went on, we talked about nothing in particular. Before long, the sun started to dip behind the horizon, and I could see Dessy starting to nod off beside me.

“You should get some rest,” Thunder said, more a command than an observation. “Goodnight, my pets.”

With that, we headed down the hall towards our new room, Dessy’s head resting against my shoulder in an attempt to stay awake. I helped her crawl under her bedsheets, tucking her in tightly as I whispered her goodnight. I curled up next to her, slowly drifting off to sleep.

It wasn’t until later that night that I woke up, confused as I noticed a strong musk emanating from overtop our bed sheets. I whimpered as I felt a hoof rub my mane and heard a soft “shh” whispered in my ear. I recognized the voice, and it certainly wasn’t my effeminate bedmate. As my vision started to adjust to the low lighting, I noticed the black stripes contrasting the pale white of Thunder’s coat.

I started to breath in the musk, its scent making me feel calm and happy as I laid there. Thunder rubbed my mane, saying something as I started feeling dizzy. His body shifted, and my face was greeted with the sight of his balls being shoved in front of me. I started to slowly lick at them, working more off of instinct than thought.

“Good mare! What's your name?” he asked. I didn't bother to respond, and he let out an annoyed huff.

“What’s your name, slut?”

I whimpered as my body kept moving on it's own, sucking on his huge musky orbs.

A zebras slave, Master,” I finally said, pulling my muzzle away just long enough to answer him. Dipping my head back into his loins, my muzzle moved on it's own.

“Good. slut, will you obey master forever?”

I nodded obediently. “Yes, Master! Forever and always,” I said as I fell back to sleep.

He smiled as he kept petting me, watching as my eyes closed. I heard him say one last line as sleep finally caught up with me.

“Good mares always obey zebras.”

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