Trotting into my stall, I noticed that I had a window facing the big house. Emily, my master, was still on the short walkway to the impressive home. Her tight little body, clothed in those equestrian pants, looked amazing as she walked away, reminding me of the near skin to fur contact we had as she rode me just a few minutes ago. She had commented on me being in heat, but I could clearly tell a difference in her smell as her hormones had shifted since this morning.
Emily entered the front door and made her way to the kitchen on the right. Eric had just finished preparing dinner as she walked in. My vision was so much better than it was just yesterday when I was wearing glasses. “Glasses” what a stupid human concept. That spell altered all my senses, I could see them as if they were right in front of me, although I could not hear them.
Emily walked up behind him and wrapped him in an embrace. I could see Eric mouth “Tomfoolery” as he looked in my direction but that did not stop her from feeling on his chest and pulling his shirt off. Eric was in incredible shape. Massive pecs, a full 8 pack, sculpted arms, he was the complete opposite of me.
To say I let myself go would be an understatement prior to my transformation. Emily was pretty much all I had going for me and the entire reason why I agreed to go along with her spell. Emily had moved around to his front, and they were making out as she felt up his chest.
I was practically dripping at the sight when his musk knocked me out of my trance. At this point I would recognize his smell anywhere. I had forgotten to close my stall door and Maine Starr was standing at the entrance. He walked in beside me and began to nuzzle my neck sending a shiver down the length of my elongated spine.
I had felt strong before while carrying Emily with ease, but Maine Starr easily towered over me. He was exactly what I imagined looking like before my transformation. An incredible stallion, a true alpha, able to have his way with any philly he wanted in the stable.
Despite his advances, I turned my attention back to Emily. She had untied Eric’s belt buckle and dropped to her knees. Pulling down his boxers she revealed an equally impressive cock. He was easily double my length and triple my thickness as she struggled to wrap her lips around his head. Emily had refused to suck my cock in the past stating that it didn’t do anything for her. Maybe I just wasn’t the right size as she did everything she could to force Eric down her throat.
Eric wasn’t in the mood for foreplay as he pulled her top off, picked her up, placed her on the dinning room table, and ripped her pants off. It was obvious that he had wanted this for a long time and Emily must have too as she wasn’t wearing any panties. I could see her sex just as clearly as the night before, dripping with anticipation. For the first time in my life I knew exactly how she felt, that hollow ache demanding to be filled.
Main Starr had left my side and moved to my rear. He stood up and placed his massive hooves on my back. Supporting half his weight just felt so right as I raised my tail showing my acceptance. There was no way I could move as Maine Starr slid forward. I could feel his heat as he lined up his gigantic horse cock with my snatch.
Eric was doing the same, rubbing the head of his cock against Emily’s clit. Teasing her as she squealed. Almost as if they were one, Eric slide into Emily as Maine Starr slid into me.