Some of her weeping, leaking vaginal juices had dripped inside the mouth, as whether from snoring or as seeping past the mouth lips and entering the oral cavity. The sight from being nose to pussy was enough to make a moral man think he was as younger and willing to try some forms of debauchery. A quick tongue licking of the lips and then touching her vulva lips, aroused both her and her lover to begin some rough sucking play.
Bestiality was never my forte, but I was infected and she, Marsha being infected was changing. She was actually accepting her becoming soon a pony mare, and flaunted her sexuality at me, as if I were her choice stallion. I recall how I did suck and tonguing, licked at her vulva, seeing how it winked. A mutual sense of beastly animal lust had engulfed our minds and would from mating, cause drastic changing of our bodies to mimic becoming as animals.
Even when bearing down against her furry round rump, I had quick-flash recalled moral warnings, they telling me that what I was doing was as damning. The sheer sensuality of acting and feelings similar of me being a stallion mating with a mare had me ignoring those taught warning ideas. I felt my penis slide in deeper as if it were growing, lengthening, as if gaining of girth while I fucked Marcia.
Marsha was continuing to show more physical conformity to her becoming a Connemara breed pony mare. As I stood rutting her I pondered as how much of her body would change due to the insertion of the stage one Reformation Flux serum injection. As from her rear, her buttocks, thighs, legs, hocks, and hind feet with hoofs were already all pony. I caressed her furry body, loving to pet her like I would a born pony. That was when then I with licking at my dry feeling lips, my tongue to related to my mind that my mouth, the lips felt different. My hands reaching as feeling at my face proved the inkling was a reality, my nose and mouth were merging, forming on me a muzzle.