Jenny put one hand on the back of the head of the horse girl eating her out, grinding her labia up and down the anthro's tongue, holding her in place. Snapping her other hand's fingers at the other, still twin, she reached back and put her hand on her bare ass, half-spreading her cheeks. She grinned at the twin mare, who began to walk towards, then kneel behind Jenny.
"What are you doing? Hey! Wha-wh-"
The horse girl's questions and voice become muffled as she's physically compelled to kneel behind Jenny and bury her face in Jenny's ass, both hands lifted to spread her cheeks, and serve as a sort of seat for Jenny as she enjoys the probing tongue in her vulva, getting off on replaying the thought of Chloe's mouth becoming her vagina. Jenny grinds her asshole against the horse girl's tonguetip, her eyelids half-lidding when she's given a long, probing lick from the other one. Biting her lower lip, Jenny let go of the one girl's head as she settles in to sit on the hands and face of the other.
Reaching for her laptop, Jenny tapped in a few commands to the Chronivac program, and suddenly, two dozen or so women appeared in front of her, models and contestants from several local county fair beauty pageants, frozen in presumably whatever posture they'd been in when summoned.
"Mmmmn... let's see," Jenny says, tilting her head side to side as she started counting her new livestock.