As you clomp down the hallway to the stairs, you realize that a few quick suggestions to those tainted by you might make a big difference. “I will those tainted by me to recognize Donk and myself as we are, and to not think our presence strange or alarming in any way.”
“Great idea master”, Donk quickly utters the same words.
The dildo pleasures you in approval causing you to sway your hips a bit as you walk. Your cock responds to the stimulation. It had started to pull back to it’s sheath after the last ejaculation, now that has stopped and it’s flaccid head swings pendulously just below your knees nicely showing off it’s full length. It feels amazing as the fur on your equine legs tickles and stimulates your cock head while you walk. Your equine tail swishes proudly behind you. You feel the long hair tickle the backs of your legs. You also feel the tail apparently tickling Donk’s cock as he follows you. A glance back confirms this as you notice a 2 foot equine erection suitable for jousting. You give a neighing laugh. Donk just grins back at you.
The noise of the party is quite loud as you approach down the long dorm hall. It echoes and reverberates driving your equine ears a little crazy as they franticly swivel in a futile effort to track all the sounds.
The scent on the other hand is wonderful as you approach. You smell a massive amount of your and Donk’s taint mixed with sweaty male bodies. It smells like sex in the making.
“Equus! Donk! Where the hell have you guys been? It’s time to party!” Your friend Jacob tosses you both tainted beers without so much as missing a beat. His pants are tented obscenely, but he is oblivious.
You catch the beer, twist off the top, and revel in the taste of your and Donk’s taint. It’s the best beer you’ve ever had. You chug it and drop it in the trash. Donk grabs two six-packs, while you go for 2 bottles of Jack Daniels.
You spy the conversation area made up of two beat up couches surrounding a coffee table. It looks like the perfect place to hold court and survey the scene. Ron and Gene are there on one of the couches making out. The other is vacant so you and Donk head there setting your tainted booze on the table and making yourselves comfortable on the couch. Donk quickly puts his hooves up on the table and you decide to follow suit.
“Ummm, hi guys”, Ron looks away from his partner looking a little embarrassed. Interestingly both of them have their shirts off. They are both wearing shorts with huge bulges.
“Hey”, you respond. “Don’t let us interrupt you. Donk and I came over here to get drunk and make out ourselves.” Then came the suggestion, “Why don’t you two just continue what you’re doing and forget we are here.”
Ron immediately turns back to Gene. “Why did you stop stud?”, Gene asks. Without further prompting they get right back to business.
“Amusing behavior for a couple of straight guys who didn’t know or really like each other”, you observe. Donk gives a braying chuckle in response, then shoots another beer.
The tainted Jack Daniels goes down smooth as you survey the room. You notice half the guys have their shirts off, and all of them have bulging pants. In addition to the usual games of pool, dart throwing, and drinking, you notice scattered pairs and trios of guys hidden about the large room getting to know each other better. You also notice the hardcore party crowd is louder, than usual and gathered around the big screen TV watching a porn DVD in place of the normal movie. The stoners are off in their usual corner not even bothering to hide their herbal recreation. They have all been drinking too and are shirtless with bulging pants. Are they teasing each other’s nipples between hits?? The scene looks nicely primed for you.
You open your second bottle of Jack. Donk has already downed his first six-pack and is half way through the second. He looks at you with a silly grin and lets out a large burp. “Classy Donk, classy.” You shake you head at your bestial servant. Your long mane tickling your back and shoulders. “I think it’s time we started having some fun.”
“I think it’s time everyone lost their shirts, it’s hot in here….”, you suggest. Donk snickers and reinforces the suggestion. Within minutes everyone has lost their shirts. You can’t help but smile.
“Those growing cocks are terribly uncomfortable when they are restrained, but it’s ok to loose your pants. No one cares. We are all friends here.” Donk gives a braying laugh at this suggestion and happily lends his support. Within ten minutes everyone is naked. No one seems to care. A few of the guys are even commenting on how they have grown in the last few hours and comparing sizes.
You reach down and grab your flaccid cock stroking it. It feels so good as it rapidly hardens. Donk seeing this does the same with his beastly cock.
You let out a slight moan. “Let everyone here grow their equine cocks. It’s ok to stroke them, in fact it’s fun. You are all so horny from the equine lust, give in to your desires. Enjoy each other if you want to.” You arch you arch your back and shoot ragged jets of tainted semen into the air as you command the change. In fact, you feel a surge of power flow into you. You stomp your hoof and let forth a lustful whinny as you and Donk spew your loads all over Ron and Gene on the other couch.
The dildo inside you thrusts and squirms. You hear a demonic laugh of triumph ring forth in your ears as the changes and the orgy they cause begins.