Unbroken Humans

Robbie is your classic horny teen. Well, maybe not classic. Robbie started just beating it to soft-core images of pretty girls in their underwear, but as time went on he found himself choking his chicken to lewder and more perverted things.

It wasn’t long before Robbie was enjoying things like extreme insertions and trans-porn. As the old meme goes ‘what zero pussy does to a mutha-fucka’.

By the time Robbie was transported to Equestria, his activities had morphed into crossdressing and riding massive dildos on internet streams. After awhile even these exhibitions of perversion were becoming stale for him.

Twas the devils work then that the boy ended up in world full of gigantic horny stallions, most of whom treated his kind like they were more useful as genital warmers than as actual people.

Upon arrival in Equestria, Robbie was deposited in Appleloosa. A place that exuded an aura of masculinity, and home to some of the most virile stallions in all the land; a sharp contrast then to Robbie with his demure, effeminate disposition. Despite this, the boi acclimated very quickly, and very well to this new community… though not in any traditional sense. Robbie adapted to this new world in the same way he had to most forms of adversity in his life.

By getting drunk and trying to get laid.

Earning himself free drinks for the night by blowing the bartender before his shift, Robbie sat at the bar six deep. He was wearing a ruffled over-the-shoulder dress and leather skirt he had managed to nick from one of the whores that worked at the establishment, not believing the working girl would miss one cum-stained outfit from her wardrobe.

Unfortunately, Robbie had yet to acquire a pair of shoes since landing butt-naked in the middle of town that morning, and so avoided walking around to much on the old wooden floors of the saloon.

Sitting with his back to the bar, and with his slender legs crossed, Robbie surveyed the room for any potential mates. Very few stallions would even make eye contact with the young man, and the mares who did so, quickly averted their gaze. Their grinning and giggling indicating to Robbie that they were more interested in mocking his unique appearance than in speaking with him.

It wasn’t until a massive stallion sat down next to him that he received so much as a greeting.

The ground shook as Trouble Shoes plopped his bulky self onto the stool.

Robbie yelped, and gripped the sides of his chair to steady himself as the large male turned toward him. “Sorry about that little lady, didn’t mean to scare ya.”

Robbie blushed at having been mistaken for a girl. It wasn’t the first time someone had made that mistake with the girly-boy. But it was the first time such a thing had happened in real life, or with a male.

Neglecting to correct Trouble’s mistake, Robbie spun to his left, rested his chin in his palms, and smiled lovingly at him.

“That’s ok big guy, I like being scared”, Robbie giggled and took another sip from what was now his seventh cider.

“Oh, ok. Just don’t wanna get in trouble for scaring people again”, Trouble Shoes explained as he ordered a large glass of cider for himself.

He sat there sipping on that glass for around five minutes, when he noticed the human sitting to his left was staring at him with bedroom eyes. “Can I help you young lady?”, he asked leaning over, towards the girl.

“Depends, do you have someone waiting for you at home?”

“Naw, I live alone. Just me and the raccoons out there in the woods.”

“Aww, poor guy. It must be so lonely out there all by yourself”, Robbie fanned concern in an attempt to woo the stallion into a more vulnerable mindset.

“Yah… it is”, Trouble Shoes admitted before taking several large gulps and polishing off his mug of cider.

“Would you like me to keep you… ‘company’, for the night?”, Robbie asked before reaching over and running his hand up between Trouble’s thighs, but as he approached the crotch, Trouble Shoes turned back to facing the bar.

“Look little lady, you don’t want nuthin to do with me. Bad things happen to to people stick around me too long.”

“What do you mean big guy? What kinda bad things?”

“I gotta case of rotten luck so bad, ponies with cancer pity me. Everything, and everyone I get ahold of gets ruined in one way or another”, Trouble Shoes went to grab the second stein of cider that the bartender had brought him, but in true Trouble Shoes fashion, he miscalculated, and knocked the glass off the bar where it fell to the ground, shattering on impact. “…Like that.”

“Damn it Trouble Shoes!”, the bartender shouted. “Go on, get outta here, I don’t need you breakin everything tonight… and take that damn two-legger with you, he’s had enough!”

“He?”, Trouble Shoes looked at Robbie confused.

The little trap nervously bit his lower lip and stared at Trouble with puppy dog eyes. “I can still come home with you… right?”

“Well I never was real good with the ladies, and you sure are a pretty little thing ain’t ya?” Trouble thought for a moment before answering. “Alright, follow me.”

“Yes!”, Robbie exclaimed before slamming his drink, and following the stallion nearly twice as tall as him, back to his home.

{At Trouble’s House}

“Ow ow ow”, Robbie punctuated his steps as he walked bare-foot through the forest.

“You really should get some shoes”

“That’s why I’m here”, Robbie giggled.

Trouble Shoes smiled and picked the boy up, carrying him the rest of the way to the house.

Setting him down inside, Trouble Shoes went over to put the kettle on. He was going to make some tea so his guest might become more comfortable in this dingy abode of his before spending the night, but when Trouble looked to his left he seen the drunken horny human making lewd gestures and taking erotic poses on his bed.

A small grin crossed Trouble’s face as he opened his mouth to comment. “Now I’ve seen a lot of you humans before, but I ain’t never seen one act like a mare in heat… much less a boy”

“Come on you big beautiful beast!”, Robbie blurted as he pulled down his panties and stared at Trouble with lidded eyes. “Fuck me like oneof your fancy french girls!”

Trouble cocked his head, “what are you on about you goofy girl?”

“Uck”, Robbie scoffed, “Nothing, just get over here”, he demanded tossing his panties at Trouble’s face.

Catching the discarded undergarment, Trouble Shoes gave them a long, deep sniff. As the boy’s feminine odor filled his nostrils, making Trouble’s cock twitch in his pants.

Tossing the panties to the ground, Trouble quickly shuffled out of his bottoms and over to the bed.

A bolt of fear ran through Robbie’s body as the stallion revealed the size of his package to the over-eager boy. It was massive, and it only appeared larger as Trouble came closer to the side of the bed.

Trouble watched as Robbie placed his face so close to his meat, that his warm un-even breath washed over it. The prospect of wrapping this would-be mare around his cock, and the gentle stimulation of his breathing, caused Trouble’s length to stiffen and rise.

A scared expression appeared on Robbie’s face when the cock suddenly jolted upward and smacked him under the chin, even though he was almost two feet away from the stallion.

“T-That’s kinda big”, Robbie nervously stammered. Scooching back from the intimidating phallus, he watched as Trouble moved his larger body onto the bed and over his.

“I ain’t done nuthin like this in a long time, so my ol’plums are pretty full”, Trouble Shoes shifted his hips, swinging his heavy nuts back and forth between his legs. Looking down Robbie’s jaw hung open as he imagined the insane amount of seed those two shot-put sized balls must each be carrying.

Trouble saw Robbie’s lower lip quivering and realized just how scared the poor thing really was, so he reached down and ran his thumb over the boy’s cheek. “Don’t worry little lady, I’ll be gentle with you.”

With his mind put somewhat at ease, Robbie lifted his leg to tickle Trouble’s balls with his toes, and act which spurred the stallion to speed up the pace of this unexpected encounter.

Grabbing Robbie by his waist, Trouble Shoes switched to a kneeling position, and held the lightweight femboy over the tip of his steely hard shaft.

“W-Wait!”, Robbie blurted. “Don’t we need lube?”, he asked as Trouble held him up like a toddler.

“Oh your adorable little body’s got my Johnson down there making plenty of that.”

Looking down, Trouble’s cock slit stared back up at him. Robbie saw the thing was positively drooling pre-cum. It practically pumped rivulets of the shiny substance.

“Now I’m just gonna press your tight little hole against it for a little bit. That should get yer innards nice and slickenedup.”

“O-Ok”

Robbie was lowered down, and the flared tip worked it’s way in-between his soft cheeks. He felt the head press against his puckered hole and waited as Trouble Shoes adjusted it, so the urethra was up against his entrance.

Once Trouble had it, he allowed a bit more of Robbie’s weight to sit upon his shaft, and his pre began to flow inside.

Robbie wiggled his butt on the end of Trouble’s shaft while it worked it’s magic. A generous amount of the all-natural lubricant making it’s way inside, while Trouble waited for the right moment to take the next step.

With his insides finally lubed up, Trouble slowly allowed more of Robbie’s weight to be shouldered by his stallion-hood. Combined with the boy’s continuous wiggling, the head of his cock popped right inside.

“Holy!”, Robbie gasped as his anus was stretched to a diameter large enough to fit a small dog.

“You alright?”

“Y-Yah I jusMommy!”, Robbie was cut off by Trouble Shoes allowing more of his body to slide down the shaft. He writhed and panted as the titanic length worked it’s way into his guts.

“Don’t fret little thing, just a little ways more.”

Nothing about this was little.

Robbie’s belly bulged obscenely with the shape of Trouble’s horse-cock, as it traveled through his intestines. He had never tried taking anything this big before and with his mind on fire, the boy attempted to find a happy place and stay there.

Lucky for him this was his happy place. Being forced onto a cock like this would have garnered him a substantial uptick in viewers had he been streaming this event back on earth. Regrettably that was not the case.

The sensations of being so completely stuffed muddied Robbie’s mind, so the young boy failed to notice that his decent had stopped.

Trouble Shoes knelt there with his arms crossed, waiting for Robbie to gather his faculties so the two could continue.

“You good?”

“Yah… yah I think so I…”, Robbie stopped when he realized that he was no longer being held in Trouble’s arms, yet he remained upright. Turning his attention inward he recognized that he was being suspended completely on Trouble’s majestic cock. “I’m… I’m your freaking sex toy right now arn’t I?”

“Well, if you wanna look at it that way ”, Trouble uncrossed his arms and re-established his grip around Robbie’s waist, while simultaneously pinning the boy’s arms to his sides. “…I can treat ya like that.”

Robbie’s world became a blur of motion, as Trouble repeatedly slammed him all the way down until his ass wrapped around his cock’s sheath, only to just as quickly slide him up to the point that the flared cock head tugged at his tightasshole. He couldn’t think straight as the stallion continued to use him according to his… in retrospect, poor choice of words.

Trouble enjoyed the long forgotten pleasures of the flesh, as he bounced Robbie with only slightly more effort than it would have taken had he been simply jerking off.

“I love how tight you are”, Trouble grunted before spinning around, and laying himself onto the bed.

Now thrusting up into Robbie in a reverse cowgirl position, Trouble’s back muscles relaxed, and he could feel his long overdue climax rising up.

“Hope my Johnson left some room in ya”, Trouble joked as his thrusts became more rapid.

Robbie could hear Trouble’s breathing become unsteady, and that last remark sent a shiver up his spine. Robbie honestly didn’t believe there was any room left inside him.

With Trouble’s gigantic nuts coming up and enveloping his comparatively minuscule package with every thrust, Robbie became concerned of what would happen when those things tried to unload inside his already stuffed body.

He was about to find out.

Trouble growled as he sat the slender boy down in his lap, gritting his teeth as his tool throbbed, and his nuts contracted… he came.

Robbie knew it. He felt his stretched anus expand and contract as Trouble’s cock pumped months worth of foal batter throughout his interior. Robbie moaned as the hot seed surged through his intestines. He pressed in on his expanding gut as the weight of the cum caused his normally tight and taut belly to roll out onto his thighs.

Once Robbie felt the taste of horse cum in his throat he knew something was wrong, but as he opened his mouthto tell Trouble to pull out, a deluge of cum poured fourth, and onto the mattress below.

Trouble had no idea just how much(too much), he had filled the human. His eyes were screwed shut in rapturous pleasure as he continued to unload in… and through Robbie.

Having his insides filled to such an extent stole any remaining energy Robbie may have had remaining. His body went slack, but Trouble’s cock held him up as it continued to pump it’s pints of sticky horse cum.

By the time Trouble’s orgasm had tapered off, Robbie had passed out completely.

Surveying the situation Trouble became depressed. He had lost control and fucked the poor little guys brains out… and made an enormous mess in the process.

“Daing it, I screw everything up”, He chided himself as he rolled over onto his side, taking the unconscious boy with him. “I tried to warn ya little lady, I ruin everything”, Trouble moaned as he rubbed Robbie’s cum swollen belly. “Oh I hope when you wake up you can forgive me. You took me so much better than any mare ever did.”

Trouble held Robbie close, wiggling his still hard cock around inside his un-conscious body. He didn’t remove it for fear the sudden change in blood pressure may kill the poor girl… and because he didn’t feel like making an even bigger mess.

Pulling the cum soaked blankets over him and his lover(sex toy), Trouble placed a pillow under Robbie’s head before drifting off to sleep.

{The Following Morning}

Trouble Shoes awoke to find himself in an even larger pile of cum, with Robbie nowhere in sight. He figured this mess must have happened when the boy came to, and wiggled himself free of his cock.

Assuming Robbie had run away, Trouble sat up and beat on his head for screwing up another chance at being happy for once.

“Stupid stupid stupid”, He hated himself.

That was until he looked up and saw Robbie in his kitchen making… breakfast?

Robbie smiled seeing Trouble sitting up in the bed. “Oh hey you’re awake”, he said walking over, carrying a large plate of eggs and pineapple. His belly jiggled around as he moved, due to the large amount of cum still trapped inside him.

“I thought you might like a thank you for last night”, Robbie said, handing the plate to Trouble.

“A thank you?”, Trouble asked.

Robbie sat next to him on the bed. “The thing is big guy, back on earth I always wanted to get more and more crazy, you know? But last night, that… that was FREAKING INSANE!”

Trouble cringed thinking he was upset.

“Soooo, On my climb up the ladder of perversion, I thought that here might be a good place to stop… with you”, Robbie reached over and grabbed Trouble’s hand, squeezing it tight.

“So your ‘not’ scared of me? Your not gonna run away?”

“Oh it was scary, but it was awsome!”, Robbie stood up. “And no, I’m not running away. In fact I’ll stay here… if you wanna keep me?”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, Trouble didn’t believe his ears were working correctly, and couldn’t form a response.

“I’ll just take that as a yes”, Robbie walked back to the kitchen and started in on his breakfast, lettingTrouble work himself out of the confused haze he was in.

As Robbie put some things he had used to make breakfast away, he stoped and hollered over, “There is one thing I need from you though.”

Trouble smiled and jumped off the bed. “Anything!”

“Shoes.”