The hum of the vibrating trinket lodged in my nether region filled the stall as I stared forlornly at the retreating back of the attendant, as a last-ditch attempt I turned around and kicked the door repeatedly but only after a few tries I understood that the doors were too solid, I was only wasting time.
My vagina by this point was under a lot of stimulation and already my fluids were dripping down my legs staining my fur, but the real problem started when the aphrodisiac took effect.
A shiver traveled along my spine as a need greater than any overtook me, my folds clenched around the foreign object as my slit passed from dripping to gushing in a few moments. My vagina twitched and swelled as I tried to reach my moist slit with the muzzle to remove the humming tool but all my effort were in vain, my body was too clumsy, and for the first time in my life I experienced crushing helplessness.
In fact the attempt worsened the situation, every smallest movement made my folds twitch and rub against each other and the dildo, sending various jolts of pleasure in the entire body to my shame.
You were pretty active sexually and seduced many girls so you considered yourself an expert lover, but the intensity of the new sensations dwarfed the most amazing intercourse you had previously by a wide margin.
The sensitivity of my puffy folds was too much, even when the hairs of my swishing tail brushed against my wet pussy fireworks traveled my entire body, at this stage my vagina was winking madly and the pressure of release was building steadily, I was just in the brink of a fantastic orgasm when the vibrator stopped and an uneasy silence fell for the first time in the stall.
No. NO!
I was so close! In a lust haze I pushed my backside against the wall and started to rub frantically to reach that alluring orgasm, smearing the juices all over the wall, but my effort were for naught as my excitement waned even more and I made my opinion known with a frustrated whinny.
My wide nostrils already detected that I was surrounded by stallions like the girl told me, and I was unable to reach even one of them for sweet release!
I winced as the lust momentary receded and I was startled by the effectiveness of the concoction, ten minutes were enough to reduce me to an animalistic lustful mare, what would happen after a whole day? What about a week? A… month?
You suspect that after this experience you will even thank your tormentor!
I was in a conundrum, if I searched and walked around the stall for an escape route my arousal would skyrocket to unbearable levels, changing me to a lusty and needy filly, or I could stay still all night enduring the never-ending stimulation, effectively forsaking the chance at my escape and hoping for the girl’s mercy.
I could not believe it, I was a man not even an hour prior and now I was reduced to a meek and horny mare begging to be mounted by the first stallion that crossed my eyesight.
As you recovered from the arousal you neighed for attention, with a desire to admit defeat desperately, even now your puffy folds throbbed and twitched constantly in arousal while your back hooves were on a small puddle created by the dripping juices.
When no one responded you approached the through and sated your thirst, it was at this moment that an unwelcomed hum answered your pleas.