[11 months later]
“Hello there Princess! How’s my gorgeous girl doing today!?”
You pulled your head up from the delicious grass beneath you as you heard Vicky coming across the field to greet you. You whinnied out to her happily as you continued to chew the food in your mouth.
“You look simply radiant my dear,” Vicky said as she came up and fed you a large juicy carrot. You simply neighed in appreciation as she started to rub your nose playfully. “And how’s the little one? My, you look just about ready to pop! I imagine you’ll be dropping within the next week if my estimate is right.”
Vicky was referring to the enormous bulge in your belly, within which your first foal was currently growing. “Dr Jenkins confirmed that it’s a boy! Congratulations!” You snorted lovingly as Vicky moved back and started to gently feel your rounded midsection with her hand. She then pressed her ear up against you, almost as if she was listening for any signs of life as she continued to massage the taut skin on your underside.
As Vicky continued to stroke and sooth you, you simply returned to your grazing and reflected on your life as a horse so far.
You remembered how it took you a while to fully embrace your new life. Your plans to find Jessica and to work against the Zoo from the inside slowly fell by the wayside as you started to enjoy your new existence more and more. Now you lived to please your owners and to satisfy your equine instincts.
Certainly, Vicky saw you as one of her favourite animals. In fact she almost treated you like her personal mount; riding you pretty much every day and frequently selecting you to deliver more of her ‘lessons’ to the Stable’s new arrivals. And in return, she made sure that you never felt neglected by constantly lavishing you with treats and heaps of praise.
Then of course there were the more intimate moments that the two of you spent together. Vicky made sure that you were frequently allowed to mate, either by letting you transform a guest, or by pairing you with one of the Stable’s resident stallions. And on those days when you weren’t scheduled to service a stud, Vicky always made sure to pleasure you herself if you wanted her to. The way she tickled and teased your most sensitive areas always made you tremble in delight. Just thinking about her started to turn you on as you secretly wanted Vicky to touch you back there right now…
You whinnied in surprise when you felt a sudden pinch on one of your hyper-sensitive nipples. You looked beneath yourself to see Vicky smiling back at you cheekily as she seemed to sense how much sexual tension had built up over the course of your pregnancy. After all, being so close to giving birth meant that you hadn’t been with a stallion for weeks. Now you needed Vicky’s help to sooth your tender, aching body.
Thankfully Vicky was clearly on the same page as she turned her attention back to your sensitive udder. Now that you were close to having your foal, the two teats were clearly visible beneath you as they sagged from all the nutritious milk that was within them. Capping off the twin milk sacks were a pair of rubbery nipples, which now stood stiff and ready to feel a youngster suckling on them. The fleshy udder felt desperately uncomfortable as the milk sloshed around with even the most subtle of movements. You couldn’t stand the pressure any more, you needed Vicky to grant you some form of relief.
Vicky began her ministrations by gently pushing your udder, allowing it to sway pendulously as the milk splashed around inside. After Vicky had done this a few times you started to feel uncomfortable as the building need inside you intensified. To your shame you felt a small trickle of warmth seep from your left nipple as a gentle stream of milk spilled from your swollen teat.
Upon noticing this, Vicky stepped things up as she started to rub her hands up and down over your udder, making sure to squeeze and tug at the loose skin in an effort to further stimulate you. Sure enough, you felt another warm spill of milk as the right teat now also started to leak with the same white fluid.
After doing this for a short while, Vicky next focused specifically upon your two tender nipples. You couldn’t hold back a shrill whinny when she gripped both fleshy nubs simultaneously and began to move her hands up and down as if she were milking a cow. This caused you no end of satisfaction as now, rather than producing two small trickles, your udder started to shoot long streams of milk right onto the floor below, finally causing some of the pressure within to subside.
Your satisfaction built steadily as Vicky continued to coax more milk out of you. You could feel the tension in your udder easing as a small white puddle started to form on the grass beneath you. Added to this, the soft intimate teasing also sent a pleasurable feedback straight to the heart of your equine vagina. Though the need wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been when you were in heat, that didn’t mean that your sexual needs had been forgotten altogether.
As if to prove this point you let out a low moan of desire as you felt your tail rising and your vulva beginning to open and close rhythmically. Vicky’s milking action stopped when this happened as she instantly detected how needy you really were.
To help solve this problem, Vicky withdrew from beneath you and instead moved closer to your rear. She then crouched down close behind you and reached up with both of her hands. One hand returned to squeezing and massaging your udder, while the other now moved to rub against the moist slit of your vagina.
You could barely contain your excitement as Vicky truly set about trying to satisfy your sexual needs. She continued to massage your udder sensually as she gently pressed two fingers into your eager pussy. Once she was inside she started to gently wiggle her digits around and scratch your sensitive pink folds with her fingernail. This caused your whole body to tremble with desire as jolts of pleasure lanced up your spine. As usual, Vicky knew all the right spots to tickle, stretch and poke as she pushed you ever-closer to your building climax.
Before long, it was obvious that your climax was imminent. Vicky didn’t relent as the fingers in your pussy rapidly pressed in and out in short, hard thrusts. The wet squishing sounds that this created highlighted your pleasure as you knew you were inches away from the precipice. You felt your pussy beginning to convulse as the rush of orgasm started to wash over you. In response you threw your head back and cried out in relief as you let the sensations overtake you.
You could do little but tremble as any tension in your body instantly dissipated. Fluids squirted from both your pussy and udder as you completely lost control. The whole experience had been quick but utterly wonderful and you would be forever thankful to Vicky for it.
After the action had died down, Vicky got back up and moved to your front. You knew from experience what would happen next as you stuck your tongue out towards her expectantly. As anticipated, Vicky promptly inserted both of her fingers into your mouth and rubbed what covered them over your tongue. You got to taste a combination of warm milk and sticky pussy juice as you suckled and licked at her fingers greedily. Though you once would have been appalled by such an act, now that you were an animal your sense of shame had definitely been altered; if not forgotten altogether.
Vicky waited for you to finish before she finally withdrew her fingers. “I don’t think you’ll ever get tired of that, will you Princess?” You snorted happily as you licked Vicky’s hand with your tongue. “Well girl, this has been fun but I have other business to attend to. Don’t worry though, I will try to visit you as frequently as I can until you give birth.” You snorted and swished your tail as you appreciated all of the love and affection that Vicky was giving you.
“Okay Princess, see you again soon.” With that, Vicky promptly left the field and walked away, though she didn’t forget to blow you a kiss as she went. Meanwhile you were left standing in the field, still in a lustful haze of post-orgasmic bliss.
And as you looked out over the Stables you thought how happy life as a mare was… and how wonderful it would be when your foal finally arrived.