(Co-written by Darklordzx5)
With a look of joyful eagerness, Carrot took hold of his wife's hoof, and together they trotted to the bedroom; as he walked his dangling malehood threw off flecks of fluid as it flopped freely out of the sheathe.
His eyes became trained on her backside as she walked ahead of him, tail wagging and fanning pheromones into the air directly into his nostrils.
Every few seconds Cup Cake would turn her head to him and smirk, knowing full well the effect she was having on him, and flag her tail to give him a better view.
Carrot panted. He felt his body groan in desperate need; every fiber of his being was screaming at him to mount his mare, every muscle tensed in unabashed male lust to claim what was his by right.
He held off on indulging his desires, however, if only for the sweet catharsis of ensuring that his wife enjoyed the act just as much as he did.
That, however, is not true with the human snack halfway deep into the throbbing hardening meat of Carrot Cake as every tease and movement causes the walls around you to tighten and constrict on you while further pushing even deeper into the stallion's body; you screamed as you were dragged further in as if swallowed by a giant beast, you struggled and tried to move but unfortunately you were too constricted to even move, whatever was happening outside the flesh tunnel's muscles swelled up more as the whole place shakes in random intervals, you held your breath as more fluids pass through you from the deep and was pushed out, unfortunately for you, the viscosity it left only made you descend much quicker.
All-encompassing darkness and claustrophobia were your only companions as urethral muscles clenched and pulled at your tiny, fragile body; with all the sexual lubricant gushing into your face it was a miracle that you still had the ability to breathe.
You grunted as yet another contraction pushed you forward, gliding in the slimy goop.
There seemed to be no end to the hellish fate that you had been dealt; no end to the tunnel and no end to the unbearable heat.
You knew that at some point there would have to be an opening that you would be forced into, a widening of this narrow road into a more expansive boulevard that would have more room to move around in.
You also know that by the time you reach even that far, your imprisonment will become complete.
The rest of your life will be spent languishing in the stallion's testicle, completely cut off from the outside world.
And this seemed the start of your little odyssey as this new road - while roomier than your previous one, as it was easy to move around - was quite lively, perhaps even more so than within the cock itself, it pulsed all around you and was quite active, the walls shifted and turned around your body as it was getting filled up with more of that oozing fluid, you knew what this place was; the stallion's prostate.
You turned back to see if you could open up the passageway that swallowed you up but it was surprisingly tight shut, unfortunately, and at the wrong time too, as it was filling up more with recently made fluids.
In desperation; you started to trash around, restarting your struggle anw but your movement only made the place get even more agitated, it added further stimuli and went to fill up quickly, you heard the stallion moan and grunt as the place tremble even more, the organ-filled sloshed as it shook with you within it. Feeling the place getting flooded you sucked as much of the humid air as you could for now your momentary worry was not to drown. This made you efforts even more desperate until one of your legs got stuck into another tight hole.
Oh no... Was your thoughts as you felt being tugged again, this only made the organ slosh violently again as you heard the heartbeats getting even more rapid as well the pleased moans from your host.
Your next precious few moments were spent tugging on your leg, trying to free yourself from the bear trap that had ensnared you.
Baby-making milk poured in from all sides, rising in a shallow lake at your calves, that slowly creeping up your legs, then around your waist, then shoulders, then neck.
You took one final breath of remaining air, then dove back into the muck with a thick splash, bent down to your knees, and began to try to work yourself free.
This was your last chance, either you pull yourself out of this mess or you suffocate here, tiny and alone.
Ignorant and uncaring of your struggles, semen continued to pour into the chamber well up past your head.
----------------------
While you struggled through your nightmare, Carrot and Cup were already in the room, as soon they closed the doors they embraced and kissed each other with unbridled passion, and one of her hooves went to rub and feel the throbbing hard-on he was having purposely denied release to go for a more appropriate scene, she couldn't help but notice it was harder and bigger than before, spewing more fluid, practically drooling. as soon as the kiss ended, she giggled.
"Somepony is eager." The Stallion chuckled on that.
"Of course." He says with a growing smile "I want not just a quick rut, I want to breed you." She stares at him with a look of surprise.
"Breed? You mean..."
"Breed, impregnate, knock up... I want to feel your belly filled with life once again. The twins are getting a few years old now and I think it's high time we gave them another sibling. If that's what you want, that is " the randy stallion growled. His package spurted another gush of pre as he spoke as if somehow making his point.
Steam burst from Cup Cake's nostrils in an explosive snort, and her pupils suddenly became big pulsing hearts.
The passion she felt for her husband multiplied tenfold, culminating in a waterfall of femcun spilling out onto the bedroom floor. "Are you kidding me!? YES! Please make me into your broodmare. I'll give you as many foals as you want!"
Then Cup Cake rocketed forward and began to furiously make out with her husband, with one hoof reaching under his barrel to fondle and stroke at his steel-hard baby cannon.
After a few brief but intense seconds Cup Cake tore away from his lips and hefted his whole body over her shoulder and threw him into the bed. She was on him like lightning; her starving count slavered like a hungry wolf in sight of a fresh piece of meat.
And at that moment, that's all he was to her, a slab of stallion salami to be preyed on and devoured.
"Come and breed me, then, you wonderful stud."
Back inside, the tremors and change of gravity caused you to slip on your loose grip on the pulsing flesh, and much to your horror, your other leg was now stuck in the same hole as the other. Whatever was happening outside had caused the sudden shaking, you heard them talking but the sound of the loud bodily functions and rapid heartbeats were making it hard to make up what they were saying but then it was followed by loud moans, the organ shook again much more violently and began to become far more active as it inflates by the excess of seminal fluid was making, unfortunately, the tight muscles within the new orifice you were stuck in was also highly active as it strongly pulled you in.
Now the whole lower half of your body was enclosed, and more of you was getting pulled in every second, much like a vat of quicksand.
The amount of pressure from all around is intense, so much so that your ears painfully pop one after the other to deal with the change
You were completely stuck, no amount of movement could hope to free you.
The constricting force slowly squeezed the life out of you like a rolling pin flattening a tube of toothpaste, and as the muscles crept from your waist all the way to your chest you could practically hear your ribs creaking from the intense strain.
If something didn't happen soon to get you out of here then you were going to be crushed to death.
You tried to struggle again, using the muscles as support to push yourself out but it seems that it only motivates the organ to swallow you further up, you were unable to hold your breath for much longer however, you didn't give up. With limited success, you managed to push yourself, to finally have some fight; it seemed that the slimy flood was helping you out for once-
PLAT!
A strong tremor shook the organ anew as if something has impacted with your 'host', something loud and hard and it didn't take two guesses to know what was that as soon you heard the moans of pleasure both giant alien equines were releasing.
PLAT
PLAT
PLAT
'No! nooo!' You thought in a panic as the tremors resumed in a violent motion, shaking the organ so much that your hold began to get loose and the suction below your waist became even stronger and the harsher until you couldn't hold on anymore.
'NooooOOO--!'
GULP!
You were gulped down, further dragged down into an even narrow yet active duct., muscles doing their best to drag you down even further into the stallion's reproductive system as he ruts his mate vigorously.
With a look of joyful eagerness, Carrot took hold of his wife's hoof, and together they trotted to the bedroom; as he walked his dangling malehood threw off flecks of fluid as it flopped freely out of the sheathe.
His eyes became trained on her backside as she walked ahead of him, tail wagging and fanning pheromones into the air directly into his nostrils.
Every few seconds Cup Cake would turn her head to him and smirk, knowing full well the effect she was having on him, and flag her tail to give him a better view.
Carrot panted. He felt his body groan in desperate need; every fiber of his being was screaming at him to mount his mare, every muscle tensed in unabashed male lust to claim what was his by right.
He held off on indulging his desires, however, if only for the sweet catharsis of ensuring that his wife enjoyed the act just as much as he did.
That, however, is not true with the human snack halfway deep into the throbbing hardening meat of Carrot Cake as every tease and movement causes the walls around you to tighten and constrict on you while further pushing even deeper into the stallion's body; you screamed as you were dragged further in as if swallowed by a giant beast, you struggled and tried to move but unfortunately you were too constricted to even move, whatever was happening outside the flesh tunnel's muscles swelled up more as the whole place shakes in random intervals, you held your breath as more fluids pass through you from the deep and was pushed out, unfortunately for you, the viscosity it left only made you descend much quicker.
All-encompassing darkness and claustrophobia were your only companions as urethral muscles clenched and pulled at your tiny, fragile body; with all the sexual lubricant gushing into your face it was a miracle that you still had the ability to breathe.
You grunted as yet another contraction pushed you forward, gliding in the slimy goop.
There seemed to be no end to the hellish fate that you had been dealt; no end to the tunnel and no end to the unbearable heat.
You knew that at some point there would have to be an opening that you would be forced into, a widening of this narrow road into a more expansive boulevard that would have more room to move around in.
You also know that by the time you reach even that far, your imprisonment will become complete.
The rest of your life will be spent languishing in the stallion's testicle, completely cut off from the outside world.
And this seemed the start of your little odyssey as this new road - while roomier than your previous one, as it was easy to move around - was quite lively, perhaps even more so than within the cock itself, it pulsed all around you and was quite active, the walls shifted and turned around your body as it was getting filled up with more of that oozing fluid, you knew what this place was; the stallion's prostate.
You turned back to see if you could open up the passageway that swallowed you up but it was surprisingly tight shut, unfortunately, and at the wrong time too, as it was filling up more with recently made fluids.
In desperation; you started to trash around, restarting your struggle anw but your movement only made the place get even more agitated, it added further stimuli and went to fill up quickly, you heard the stallion moan and grunt as the place tremble even more, the organ-filled sloshed as it shook with you within it. Feeling the place getting flooded you sucked as much of the humid air as you could for now your momentary worry was not to drown. This made you efforts even more desperate until one of your legs got stuck into another tight hole.
Oh no... Was your thoughts as you felt being tugged again, this only made the organ slosh violently again as you heard the heartbeats getting even more rapid as well the pleased moans from your host.
Your next precious few moments were spent tugging on your leg, trying to free yourself from the bear trap that had ensnared you.
Baby-making milk poured in from all sides, rising in a shallow lake at your calves, that slowly creeping up your legs, then around your waist, then shoulders, then neck.
You took one final breath of remaining air, then dove back into the muck with a thick splash, bent down to your knees, and began to try to work yourself free.
This was your last chance, either you pull yourself out of this mess or you suffocate here, tiny and alone.
Ignorant and uncaring of your struggles, semen continued to pour into the chamber well up past your head.
----------------------
While you struggled through your nightmare, Carrot and Cup were already in the room, as soon they closed the doors they embraced and kissed each other with unbridled passion, and one of her hooves went to rub and feel the throbbing hard-on he was having purposely denied release to go for a more appropriate scene, she couldn't help but notice it was harder and bigger than before, spewing more fluid, practically drooling. as soon as the kiss ended, she giggled.
"Somepony is eager." The Stallion chuckled on that.
"Of course." He says with a growing smile "I want not just a quick rut, I want to breed you." She stares at him with a look of surprise.
"Breed? You mean..."
"Breed, impregnate, knock up... I want to feel your belly filled with life once again. The twins are getting a few years old now and I think it's high time we gave them another sibling. If that's what you want, that is " the randy stallion growled. His package spurted another gush of pre as he spoke as if somehow making his point.
Steam burst from Cup Cake's nostrils in an explosive snort, and her pupils suddenly became big pulsing hearts.
The passion she felt for her husband multiplied tenfold, culminating in a waterfall of femcun spilling out onto the bedroom floor. "Are you kidding me!? YES! Please make me into your broodmare. I'll give you as many foals as you want!"
Then Cup Cake rocketed forward and began to furiously make out with her husband, with one hoof reaching under his barrel to fondle and stroke at his steel-hard baby cannon.
After a few brief but intense seconds Cup Cake tore away from his lips and hefted his whole body over her shoulder and threw him into the bed. She was on him like lightning; her starving count slavered like a hungry wolf in sight of a fresh piece of meat.
And at that moment, that's all he was to her, a slab of stallion salami to be preyed on and devoured.
"Come and breed me, then, you wonderful stud."
Back inside, the tremors and change of gravity caused you to slip on your loose grip on the pulsing flesh, and much to your horror, your other leg was now stuck in the same hole as the other. Whatever was happening outside had caused the sudden shaking, you heard them talking but the sound of the loud bodily functions and rapid heartbeats were making it hard to make up what they were saying but then it was followed by loud moans, the organ shook again much more violently and began to become far more active as it inflates by the excess of seminal fluid was making, unfortunately, the tight muscles within the new orifice you were stuck in was also highly active as it strongly pulled you in.
Now the whole lower half of your body was enclosed, and more of you was getting pulled in every second, much like a vat of quicksand.
The amount of pressure from all around is intense, so much so that your ears painfully pop one after the other to deal with the change
You were completely stuck, no amount of movement could hope to free you.
The constricting force slowly squeezed the life out of you like a rolling pin flattening a tube of toothpaste, and as the muscles crept from your waist all the way to your chest you could practically hear your ribs creaking from the intense strain.
If something didn't happen soon to get you out of here then you were going to be crushed to death.
You tried to struggle again, using the muscles as support to push yourself out but it seems that it only motivates the organ to swallow you further up, you were unable to hold your breath for much longer however, you didn't give up. With limited success, you managed to push yourself, to finally have some fight; it seemed that the slimy flood was helping you out for once-
PLAT!
A strong tremor shook the organ anew as if something has impacted with your 'host', something loud and hard and it didn't take two guesses to know what was that as soon you heard the moans of pleasure both giant alien equines were releasing.
PLAT
PLAT
PLAT
'No! nooo!' You thought in a panic as the tremors resumed in a violent motion, shaking the organ so much that your hold began to get loose and the suction below your waist became even stronger and the harsher until you couldn't hold on anymore.
'NooooOOO--!'
GULP!
You were gulped down, further dragged down into an even narrow yet active duct., muscles doing their best to drag you down even further into the stallion's reproductive system as he ruts his mate vigorously.
198 views
·
June 2, 2023
Sign in to comment