Stepping through the left door he entered a black room. As he stood awaiting his fun, hands touched him all over. Smooth hands caressed his face as others unbuttoned his shirt. Other hands removed his belt and as pants hit the floor he felt the touch of his shaft.
A sensual form pressed against him and warm soft hands stroked his maleness. Such feeling of desire, passion and lust went threw him that he folded down to his knees.
Kneeling naked a touch of his chin to a furry crotch and he probed a moist slit with his tongue. Hands reached down and pulled his butt into a hunched over posture. Slicking and licking he revelled in the sexual fantasy come true.
Someone now took his arms and held them behind his back tenderly. His sensual partner stepped away and then a fuzzy smooth form moved close. He could smell the musky odor of the slit he had been enjoying. As head up he moved forward and feeling a warmth moistness he pressed his face into the sex he desired.
A cool moistness was applied to his face by hands in the dark. A smell of grass and then a enfolding around his face as more of the sweet cream was applied to his whole body.
A hot wet fleshynes moved into his face and around the sides of his head. He felt as if he was being engulfed in a moist leathery sack and he began to struggle.
It was no use as his head and neck moved between the tight fleshy walls. Legs being lifted he is being swallowed up by what he is being moved into. Finally his toes feel the passing of the moist boundary. He curls and turns around, breathing is hard and the smell is heavy.
Light! He see's light at the end of a tunnel. He wriggles toward it and feels something around him push him toward the light. A smell of air, fresh air as he gets closer to the light.
Suddenly his hands are free and stretching them forward the reach the tunnel end and open the entrance giving more light.
People he see's people looking at his approach. Cool fresh air touches a wet hot face, and he is refreshed.
Turning down he see's the floor now lite and covered in straw. His slippery body now moves quickly out of the hot tunnel and falling into the straw he lays quiet for a moment.
"See Doctor, his form is almost complete, says a voice."
Chris looks up at a white coated Doctor who says, " You look fine, I hope that new tail tickles your ass. I suggest you lay still, most colts' get licked by their mama first before going out to play."