Cinderella was the only daughter of her father. And when the man remarried, she gained 2 older, stronger, and larger, futanari sisters. Plus a degenerate Milf for a step-mother, who was essentially her daughter's self appointed cum dump. The 2 of them would spend hours fucking their mother's gaping holes. And for years this continued. Nowadays, their mother requires corks to be plugged into her various holes, as they no longer close on their own, having adjusted their openings to the size of her twin futanari daughter's cocks. Cinderella on the other hand. Was also not spared by the twins, however she was given a very different role in their "family" than their mother.
Cinderella didn't outwardly show it often, but she was equally if not more perverted than the rest of her family. For example, she didn't hesitate to become the twin's slave maid. So now she wears a latex maid uniform 24/7. The uniform is not even made to cover her breasts at all, so they just are left uncovered at all times. She also had them pierced, and now a golden hoop now hangs from each of them. The same golden ring piercing was added to her nose, right through her septum. Her pussy was kept permanently shaven and also uncovered, as the miniskirt of her uniform left most of her lower half fully on display.
Her feet haven't been exposed to the air in years, having been trapped inside a pair of hoof boots for the longest time. The locks on them have all had their keys "lost". But by now, she is more than use to walking in them. They are a part of her now, just like the rest of her uniform has become over the years. The only time she ever took it off, save for the boots, was to bathe.
Cinderella woke today like any other. In her personal stall inside their stable. What would have been her horse is now her stall mate. Cinderella stretches and gets up onto her hooves. "Good morning Max" she says, kissing her horse on his mouth. "We had a lot of fun last night, didnt we." She said while running a hand through his mane. The two of them had become quite intimate as of late, thus why Cinderella's bedroom was forcably moved outside to sleep in the stables by her sisters when they found out.
Cinderella filled the trough with feed and refilled the other one with water before she grabbed 2 oat bags. She placed one on Max, and the second one on herself and began to munch on her breakfast next to her horse. After eating her fill, she lapped up quite a bit of water and began the rest of her day. The tail plug in her ass swayed back and forth as she clopped around the house, doing various chores. Her horseshoes were heavy, but luckily they didn't damage the floors. The fake horse ears poking out of her blonde hair were also part of her everyday outfit. They matched the hair in her horse tail plug as well.
First, Cinderella swept the floors, and mopped up all of her sister's messes. The then had to go around taking the time to straighten everything, note down anything newly broken, and take an inventory or their remaining food supply. They were wealthy, so the food was always available, as long as Cinderella kept tabs on it that is. Next was to find, and drain out her stepmother. Of all the tasks she had, this one is her least favorite. But only because of the difficulty her stepmother gave her all the time.
This time, Cinderella found the 3 of them in the attic, with her sisters out cold, and their mother, fast asleep while spit roasted inbetween them on their cocks. After letting out a sigh, Cinderella pulled them apart and quickly plugged up her stepmother with her corks. She then rolled her over to the side of the house, where a drain was installed.
With the look of pure disgust, she stepped on her mother's stomach with a hoof, causing her to vomit up last night's cum. She uncorked her and did the same for her 2 other orifices. All the while her mother bitched at her about being a buzz kill and ruining her fun, and how she has no right to drain her of her precious cum, etc. Cinderella, having by now mastered the art of not giving a fuck, ignores her whining completely.
And with her Step Mother's whining, came the inevitable waking up of her step sisters, who immediately begin yelling at her for waking them up. After all of this settled down, Cinderella leaves then to their own devices and continues with her daily routine by escaping to her own secluded area and masturbating with the memory of what just happened to her. Her masochism was her own personal secret. If her family knew about it, then they would stop doing all of this to her. The verbal abuse, the degrading uniform, being treated as a horse, the nearly permanent hooves. She reveled in them all. The reason that part is the worst part of the day is because she has to spend such a long time, doing her best to not give in to the pleasure and keep a straight face.
Now that the house is clean, her family is awake, and she has finished masturbating it is time for her bathe, which is just her using the well to wash herself with out in the stable. Once she is all clean, she puts her outfit back on and prepares to head out to the market. This is basically just her putting the dildo head of the wagon into her pussy, and tightening the straps around her shoulders in order to hold it in place. As she is the horse, she is able to leave when she wants to, and does so. Making her way to the market all by herself.
Along the way, she sees the other ponygirl with their own wagons also heading to the market and greets them while passing by. Once in the market, Cinderella begins her shopping, placing whatever she needs into her wagon, often with the help of the shop keepers, as she is not able to sometimes do it by herself while she is hooked up to the wagon. Once she has everything, she picks up a bale of hay and 2 bags of oats for herself and Max, pays for it all, and heads home, thankful that she never has to deal with any hills.
Once back home, she puts the goods away and then has the next few hours to herself, unless her sisters are heading out somewhere. If they are, then she and Max will be hooked up to the carriage, and will have to pull them to wherever they need or want to go. But today isn't like that, so she has the next few hours to herself.
So, she heads into the stable and finds her horse Max. If he is not standing up, unlike how he is today, then she will move underneath him and suck his cock. But if he is standing, she will get into the special harness and frame, and let's him breed with her. And after several months of doing this, she now can take the bulk of his girth in full. There are many times where she wishes that she could be impregnated by him, to birth him his foal. But she knows that it isn't possible.
After a while, Cinderella stops to go make dinner for her family, then fills her own trough with vegetables, grains, and leftovers and eats as well, without using her hands or bending her knees of course. A good ponygirl eats with just her mouth while always maintaining proper posture, according to her trainer at least.
After dinner, she cleans everything up, does the dishes, and takes Max out to the circuit in the back to run laps with him so he can get some proper exercise too. She can by no means keep pace with him, but he also doesn't leave her alone and just does his laps on his own, nudging her each time he laps her, which is his own way of basically flirting with his mate, Cinderella.
After their run, they return to the stable, and Cinderella makes one last lap of the property, locking doors, blowing out candles, and securing the gates and window shutters if it is stormy before she too returns to the stable and enters her stall before she falls asleep on the hay pile next to Max. This is her normal day and she is quite content with it all things considered. Sure, it is sometimes kind of annoying having to do everything, especially when it is raining, but it is also quite suitable for a masochist.
That is, until this morning when....