But it seemed like the freak didn't want to cooperate. Despite how much she rubbed his shaft, it stayed limp. She didn't have much experience with guys - very little experience in fact - but she thought she was doing it right. She looked to her leader, Brittany for help.
"I can't get him hard again. What am I doing wrong? " she asked.
Brittany smiled, giving her the look of a teacher about to enlighten a student. She was glad her friend was so eager to change. She didn't want to go through this alone, as the only anthro-horse in the group. And she really wanted to watch the transformation from the other side.
"He's probably just spent from the previous orgasm. He needs a little bit more than some manual stimulation to get going. Where is that mare scent?" asked Brittany.
"I threw it away. It was gross, " said Cindy. "Look, guys. This is wrong. And weird. We need to stop before it's too late."
Brittany turned and glared at her, silencing her with a look. Then she suddenly brightened.
"That's okay, we don't need it. We have all we need right here, " she said, as she began to massage the thick, dark lips of her mare vagina. She moaned softly as she worked, and Les felt Jeff's dick begin to stiffen in her hands. Watching and listening to Brittany, Les was beginning to feel a little aroused, too. After several minutes, Brittany was rewarded with a massive orgasm, which rocked her off her feet. As she stood up, she rubbed her vaginal juices across her hands, and placed them beneath Jeff's face.
Once again, his cock stood rigid at attention, and Les began to get to work.