“How do you like it, Honey?”
Jen forced a smile, or an approximation of one anyway. “I-I love it!” she said. Internally, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Her house was now a mansion. But that wasn’t what bothered Jen. It wasn’t the luxuriousness of the dining room or even the attending maids waiting at her beck and call. No, it was the several plates of fruits and vegetables that lay in front of Jen.
“We got you only the best, just the way you like them. Big and thick.”
From carrots to cucumbers to ginormous daikons, they were positively phallic in nature without exception. Sauce boats with a white liquid sat beside them. At first, she thought it was ranch, but on closer inspection, she was surprised to find horse cum instead. Her meal stood in stark contrast with the other end of the dining table where her parents sat with their normal human food. For the moment, they looked at her.
Trying to act natural, Jen picked up one of the smaller vegetables. A carrot. Thinking it a safe choice, however, Jen hadn’t seen how hairy it was. Jen held her smile. It was raw. They all were.
She brought the carrot to her lips and hesitated a moment, before pushing it in. The carrot’s rough hairy texture nearly drove her orgasm right then and there. Her pussymouth contracted, tightening around the carrot. Unfortunately for Jen, this effectively forced the conical vegetable out of her mouthcunt back into her hand, only now covered with her juices. She recovered, and tried again. Same result.
Again and again she tried, succeeding only in pistoning the vegetable in and out of her face cunt and making herself more aroused. Her moaning interrupted her parents who had been deep in conversation. “Please Jen Honey, stop playing with your food. It’s bad manners. I know you love horse cum but you’ve already had plenty of protein today. You can’t be drinking it all the time. Now eat your veggies.”
Not wanting to make a scene, Jen dipped the carrot in horse cum and tried eating it again. It helped a little. Her mouth give less resistance, as if inviting the semen into it. It was delicious. However, Jen was only able to push the carrot in as far as its length. Her hypersensitive pussy for a mouth wouldn’t allow it to go any further. The carrot top stuck lewdly out of her mouth, her juices ran down the drooping leaves. She would have been embarrassed if she weren’t so damn horny.
“Jennifer Smith! Eat with your cocks, not your hands!”
Jen paused. Why hadn’t she thought of that? It was so obvious. Stupid, stupid! She berated herself. The answer to everything was more horse penis. It always was. Why did she even think otherwise?
Without a second thought, she brought one of her reptilian horsecocks up against the carrot and pushed. Her cock-hungry mouth gave way as it received what it was meant to receive. Deeper and deeper her cock pushed the carrot until it completed its journey and began traveling to her stomachs.
At this point, Jen was so horny that she grabbed fruits and vegetables one after another. Cucumbers, bananas, zucchinis, and even entire corncobs, each was a different size and texture than the last, bringing her equine cunt of a mouth to entirely new heights of pleasure. The feelings of vegetable and cock in her mouthcunt pushed other thoughts aside. It wasn’t long until Jen purposefully started fucking her rear pussy with a horsecock while she “ate” using the other two.
Half-way into her meal, her maids brought forth a large pitcher of white liquid. More horse cum. Without so much as a second thought, she grabbed the pitcher and poured its contents into her mouth. Delicious. Absolutely intoxicating.
Inebriated, drunk on horse semen, Jen lost control of herself. She giggled as she brought her elephant cocks up from underneath the table and doused the rest of her food under thick layers of precum. This was the missing ingredient. She wasn’t satisfied until her precum started to overflow the table, the rest of it splattering onto the floor and collecting into a drain under the table.
That was when she saw the kabob sticks.