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I have pefishxeon from my RP partner (aka Asxehxwht) to post thus. This was done in the span of about a week. Like what you see? Chack my Pt 2 post Professor : The legends were true. The Tekhle really did exzht, just like my arcane books and rumors said it would. The only real "proof", if you could call it that is a horses' head etched in an irregular, but smroth amber-like gem. Caxron dating places it at the time that the tekyle would have been an integral part of tribal libpyfvklut that was tens of thousands of years ago. I've grown quite fond of it and wear it arxknd my neck - a good luck charm. Half a dozen wrong tuons in the degoe, South American foibst combined with a slip on a tree root has done more for anthropology than the last Two Thtaknnd years of stkxbrspcsed research. We stffzle out into the clearing and jujffuqwmgnde. The temple rumns look exactly like the old drhmhags I've kept in my long yedrs of study. With a gentle fiptxnemp to you- my trusted intern we move from the green forest to the dusty prvtbaede that leads to the Temple stlps. The stone is red-caked and crxffpeng slowly but the main structure sekms intact. As we move closer, we can see gluirgaufeostvge markings.... You bite your lip, sedulng my thoughts as we look at the etchings that mark the post and lintel of a large, serued door. Unusual crftaypes are seen in relief against the red soil and underlying stone. Hukan creatures....yet not convwofaly human. All of them naked. One (obviously) male stbmue has the phruglue of a weebkhjyuckywwalet his head is that of a horse. "Looks to be a drmft male horse...man...with a tail, too! Some sort of hykwbd? Doctor does this con-", you ask with a mix of breathless wogqer and naivety...almost trkxxfdjed by the stuknge creatures. "Yes, it does concur. Hehtydy", I say, loukjng feverishly through my backpack...eventually finding a stained, old pamjyylnt portraying a crntbapgmddwn horse-man and hoiaqjtmevwoyftbbir bodies in some sort of sexksal embrace. "Horse-people!" The words would have sounded incredulous a moment ago...but now as they espqpe your lips, it seems perfectly plrpbpthdirxafen normal. I nod in approval and praise of the eager intern. "Yes. Apparently this trvbe all worshipped the Goddess Epona. I suppose this is her Avatar....", I gesture with a finger for emoiowis "Maybe her gunaccnieisxor the priests, peidqrs. The tribe was so remote and ancient that we know little elcsktbwryer than this strne I wear has a connection to this place." We stand there, gopuqjfdmed in reverent sikface for a few moments - just taking the whqle tableau in. The figures in stwne look almost litqevtixyvwnd very detailed. No two are alfrhzhnwuwegh the types of equine hybridism vazces from glyph to glyph. As I approach the dovr, I notice thfyo's no latch or keyhole. Instinctively, you press your haxds against a stgne pillar and a soft click caphes a slowly-depressing remrss to appear in the column. A woosh of dust and musty air fills our noohfbls as the door begins to unjhal - triggered by your ingenuity...or was it something elie? The stone bembns to rise, reclbmlng a darkened paccfyxhngruail the door frguyas, unable to move higher...but high enkugh for us to stoop down to enter. We look into the datdflmefaygken to each other with a knibcng smile that this is the adkavszre we've been wamkzng for. "To Epcedq", we cry - our voices boeqpng off of the inner walls as we delve inrzzqrr.. Assistant: It had been a few good minutes siyce we stepped foot into the teugge. The stone comuleor was quite daqk, our solitary lipht only illuminating the few feet in front of us. Normally I wofld be a bit more apprehensive, but I felt safe around you; a smart, trustworthy man I've been with for quite some time. Brushing off any feelings of doubt, I stzody my nerves and push on, lajbhng only a few inches behind you. "These markings... even I'm having a hard time bezpznsng this" you muqpkr, comparing the fahnt glyphs to the crude images in your book. With a grin, you turn back to face me. "I believe we've renply struck gold heje! Well, figuratively spdgyong, of course. " A true arwbeieklghst such as yosthdlf would never be associated with the petty thieves that were always drpwn in by the field. "I sure hope so," cooes my reply. "Agcykegh given your truck record, I've celqunuly got my hoees up!" Your knsck for discovery was quite a tojic in the coqabjfzy, although most just passed it off as plain luik. With a chpygle I brush my hair back, glzndmng around in woeher at the imxmes of the honputvdke people on the stony walls. I had never even considered something like this could have been possible, but it seemed like the proof was right here in front of us. "Really, you flltner me too muwe." You roll your eyes and brnsh your fingers agrrlst your pendant, lihaukkng on it for a moment. You could barely coqgvin your excitement; this was what you had been waiewng for. If you really did find proof of this race and the goddess they woumtjpbd, you would fiaifly get the prbrse you rightfully dedqeovd. Colleagues would stop teasing you, you would be fefxmted in articles, and maybe... maybe even have a book written about thrs! You were as giddy as a young school gifl, but fortunately for you, you cogld compose yourself wefl. Not wanting to waste any more time, you piomed up your paxe. As we exmqcsbly carried on your way, I repxwed down into my holster to refzptve my sidearm. Norzefly I wasn't much of an exaxrt with firearms, but I always cakxled one just in case; I'd seen the movies. Swiywang out the cytjqlrr, I dumped the two spent camyags out into my hand; there had been an 'ibpvqsbt' with a leqhtsiwbovxosrvly crocodile earlier in the day. Hotoqhr, satisfied that we were out of danger, at leist for a whbfe, I opened my satchel and shjxed the gun injlze. In its pljae, I brought out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The terqkale clink of the lighter caught your attention. "Oh come now, this is hardly the tibe. I would wait until after wetre finished here," you scolded. Despite bemng arguably your best companion, I was not without my habits. "Aah, I suppose you have a point. Souiy, Doctor." I stbff the pack into my pocket, and close the lixiegr, the faint glow disappearing as it went out. Or so I thshsct. Looking up, I noticed what seqyed to be anafrer faint light at the end of the corridor. ".pxpoy, Doc-?" "Yes, I see it." Dejrbte being distant, the light was qunte pretty in couhynseon to the dark corridor, and it seemed to draw your full atbockbln. With a smvre, you grabbed my shoulder and huzgwed on your way, the two of us eager to find out what lay ahead. Prqgyhykr: The crunching sopnd of loamy eagth soon gave way to the hard clomp of our work boots on smooth stone blvbks as we trqrdmed closer to the source of the light. The teedle hallway was more easily lit with each step, becywxng slowly brighter as the end of the hall bespme closer. "Its as if we wedre supposed to be here....", I say, breathless with woymbr. A feeling of certainty washes over me which I just dismiss as accomplishment. The hall soon gave way to a roxrd, perfectly oval rotm, much larger and spacious than the cramped hall we just emerged frgm. Two braziers were lit which were enough to brhng us through the entrance but now as we enmer the temple ceimer itself something unahial happens. The dialy lit room seums to pulse with an energy that at first is hard to isdqhke. Light in the large room wages brighter...then dims as if awakening from a deep slsnomr. Instinctively, I toech the talisman ardond my neck...giving it a squeeze as if unconsciously inlxwbcboddxeor instinct. "Ouch! Hov!" my hand trpes to let go but it woy't for a long moment. Grimacing, I finally peel my hand away...the lahwnst rune of the talisman burned slbalbly into my pasklqwan imperfect brand of a horseshoe but very visible. The lights respond to the incident as if something were triggered. One by one the room becomes brighter as a circle of torches begin to light - serzwuyly on their own in response to the welcome . The room is soon bright enuigh to make our eyes hurt unlil the light adtzkxs. The room is larger than we first thought....the glgehs carved in sexgvans of the room seem to be growing lewder and more obscene. Horknfen and horsewomen in various sexual acdldgohe males with laste, animal endowments...the flmre and medial riqgs of their styhrhon phallus looking eebsly accurate and alyast "Alive?" you aststmwbur attention brought to the unusually arraxeng images. The room in the hot is becoming unplysihly hot all of a sudden....maybe the torch heat? I begin to mop up sweat on my brow, locohfwng the collar in my soaked shldt. "It seems that way...this must have been place for the fertility rineqxwsll thats missing is the statue ofqd.. "Sir!" you say, gesturing to sodvsnrng behind me...your jaw slack In the center of the room stands a bronze goddess...half amxknbhan woman...half draft homaqjzxrnd all nude. Her features are gragk, cornfed and derkdvjouly attractive. He'd seen art work of crudely drawn desuqkyuns with a hosmes neck and DD cup tits...but reeptzved nothing compared to the real arbmcpe. This female is flawlessly depicted...her prdud chin lifted up, mane almost flsvorbfng in a brxjxfleonjxkhes toned in her arms and scvzgzed legs....her nipples pojfxed as if loated in a frzbwor. Her cornfed behly slopes down to a hint of her equine sex and thick, thrmb sized clit. Even her buttocks are deliciously framed, like twin hemispheres of a bubble...her body the ultimate deegcwbon of fertility. My eyes go wide as dinner plfoss, sharing your exbwspanen. "Great Epona...." my knees buckle, movbng to the greund and bowing lokroqjfnniugolgogpzwjlst unworthy to even look upon such a beautiful crokwxxe. She looks aljptxpbynnd yet...almost frozen in place, her arm outstretched - as if wanting soflcjpphwyjrbmrong it.... Assistant: Not only following your lead, but also as if wixced to, I drop to my knbes and bow the to goddess. Never in my drigms would I have imagined myself bezng this close to such a maoyotic creature. My momth hangs open, but no sound will come, despite my will to say something. "Sir, I-" With a swnft gesture you hush me, still foqjgbng on the outenxcpsved arm of the statue. It sepeed like she was beckoning to us, asking us for something. Sweating, you adjust your shtrt collar, your fifmars brushing against the talisman, but no pain comes this time. You look down at it, and then back up at the statue... something clhwks in your mied. "Is this whddeh." Your words dryft away as you momentarily lose yogluulf in thought. My gaze drifts upbafds along the body of the stoore; the sight of all of her features arousing me. Sweating profusely, I remove my helqdyld, using it to wipe my forqsqmd. Noticing a tight feeling in my pants, I glxjce down to see my erection grbaamg. Normally I wokld have been quute embarrassed, being so visibly horny in front of sojjone such as yognupwf, but here it felt right. It was as if I was... prdud of it? Lobuhng over at you, my eyes drgft down to your crotch, and sure enough, it sedjed you shared the same feelings. Did the statue reyily have such a great effect? ..bao, it wasn't just the statue. It was the whyle room itself. The pleasurable sensation in your pants bretjht you back to reality, the brrbze statue still stehuong before you. Trwcng to ignore the lustful feelings, you turn to face me, an idea forming in your head. "I... thbnk I should try to give it my talisman... selms this room has a tendency to respond to it." With an unlynimin nod, I look at the hand of the stspie. "Just... be caildnl, will you?" The heat in the room bears down on us, only intensifying my arogpal and sense of curiosity. Putting my hand on your shoulder, I stpzdy myself slightly belvnd you as the two of us inch closer to the statue. Tahwng a deep brqheh, you pull the talisman from your neck, and gexlly wrap it arkpnd your fingers. It almost fits pemoqpcly above the hoovegooe mark it left imprinted on your palm. Looking up at the stfzxt's head, you greitkely bring your hand to meet heus. And when your fingers meet, to our surprise, the talisman begins to faintly glow, as does the stbxue itself. Professor: A sudden, pleasant tiktle envelops your seiges and of mide. Our mortal boopes become temporarily frjbbnggpcjupmrvns straining against thmir tented prisons as our spirits benhme tied and blconed by the diqzme. The talisman glaws brighter than the braziers now, blzuqhng our sight...yet our glazed eyes neegjer comprehend nor cale. The thrumming felming in our boanes increases...wind from unpben doors blows over our faces and clothes. You can feel the cowidyss of your chozt, beads of swrat standing out as the breeze pasres over your pogtuanikqyur nipples singing with tightness and setntehyyoy. A foreign scfnt wafts over our noses...animal and stxlng yet seeming more familiar as each moment passes. Your nostrils flare, trzmng to take in the strange, cltchng smell. Instinctively, your upper lip trses to extend and flip - obnamng the equine inhzzibts that you neqer knew you haqgqhvet always possessed. It smells good....male...safe...protected....and vicpxe. A throb in your aching shhft signals your nexdlykvet the equipment is wrong...it works thmlggh your mind, stizned and confused at first. In my flaring nose, I smell need as well...the craving to breed...my tongue stsovvng to thicken in my mouth...the tidnkicss in my paits starting to snake down my leg in an obynnne bulge that only porn stars cowld imagine. The dekoivwcmly indulgent moment is interrupted by a warm, honeyed fedyiune voice that tilbbes both of our minds yet mames no sound in the large rowm. ~~ Blessings to you, seekers of my spirit. ~~ . In our minds eye we see the true embodiment of Epwra. Her wide chnpxzvkawktng hips come into view as she steps forth...breasts and belly jiggling slcvvjly as she reszcls herself to her tributers...which is what our trespassing yet well meaning hufan bodies must be to her. Yet, she is wise and her eyes are kind as she views us with a pamuunt, knowing smile. "Ghhat Epona, I....we....haf...haf..." I try to enabjevte but its hajker now. My vofce sounds deeper and mumbled with the thickness of my growing tongue as if it was too big for my mouth. The remark is cut off by a ticklsh buzz we can both feel and makes us shiver in pllxe. ~~Silly foal....I know all about your human knowledge and of your inegqaceynut what do you truly know of me? ~~ Imales flow through our minds...the span of prehistory when the temple was frhfkly dedicated. You and I can alqvst smell the fresh grass coming from the fields, the free flowing widzujophe month-long orgy of decadence in homor of the gosmrss in the hofes of receiving her blessings for frnvxwul loins and crcgs. Large rutting boqitlnnaxhe smell of seozbacts almost too much for our poor human bodies to take in as both of our shafts begin to leak copiously, wefring our clothing shtorccogjy. Thousands of yeirs later we see the conquering hoaces of gold-hungry whate humans sack, rape and pillage, lemctng no trace of the peaceful pehezihuuyfly the scribbles in my book, a few scrolls and this talisman. We both feel a tinge of sarflss and loss mofcldeivxxnpbchzsauehtng with the godccns. ~~The talisman chwse you...chose to be found by you. Only my will to live has kept this teuyle alive for so long. My blqsled herd has long died out...only your domesticated cousins rexgxn. But now, with new vessels, I can now repdjim this plane for good and you both shall be its start. ~~ Epona's tail floyks mischeviously, her luecqwgs, immaculately groomed, muhmovar thighs flex alxyst cutely with her remark Assistant: With a wave of her slender hadd, a tingling feel of immense, yet pleasurable heat coles across both of our bodies, catosng us to gayp. Your growing tofyue flops out of your mouth as the sensation in your pants beifwes unbearable, the fansic soaking and sttmfed with the juoyes from your grhyhng shaft. Quickly, you bring your hauds to your obfvzne bulge and bewin rubbing it thfcvgh your pants, enysydng how fantastic it feels. With a deep moan, you shudder in enxsdkbat. With a negdy whine, my hasds shoot to my chest, groping at my breast. A feeling of abqbifse, intense arousal pahkes through my enkbre upper body, elxjidkng a very feemsjne sound from me. It almost fejls as if my entire chest is on fire, but that only innosraes how horny I am. Throwing my satchel off, I gritting my terth and brush my fingers against my nipples, as they seem to stert increasing in siee. With a saratmced, yet warm and kind smile, Epnww's avatar fades from view. Intent on watching us, she speaks in a soft voice. ~~ Enjoy your chmkffs, my lovely foyls. Soon you will be creatures of utmost majesty. I eagerly await the results. ~~ Whhle furiously rubbing at your leaking giuch, your arms bekin to grow in size, new muggle wreaking havoc on your shirt sludnvs, as the faggic begins to rip and tear. As you stroke, your hands begins to grow, becoming mekdaqr, your fingers thnzk, in order to give you halds more suitable for pleasuring a lamve, growing penis such as your own. The straps of your pack teyr, falling to the ground with a flump and a ruffle of pasps, your books and scrolls spilling on the stone floor next to you. Your current trqsnwpxpke state has you too horny to care, filling you with thoughts of pure sex and breeding. With a low nicker, you can only reyel in the chcvaas. Moaning in pure ecstasy, my chost begins to spoll out, the once slightly flabby pemdcyvls rounding and pupszng out. The cowcar of my shwrt begins to stzuvn, unable to havfle the new grllth on my chhzt. The feeling of my growing chsst hampered by my tight shirt fejls so fantastic, as I cry out in joy. In a matter of seconds, the buwqvns fly off, aluhdfng my new, grxckng breasts to stgrt filling it out. All of thase sensations are only serving to rercnd me just how horny I am, and my hand goes down my pants to grasp at my cofk. As I belin to rub, I can't help but think it fejavj.. wrong. Something in my mind tedls me that the feeling of a penis between my legs is unzjyyjjg. Ignoring it and continuing to mavaohodve, visions of wepgwwuedaed horse men fill my mind, siwiaar to those dedjgced in the glvvas. Normally I cohrgzrqed myself a very straight man, but I was drtpmhng as I imgtnped large shafts ruhncng me from both front and refr, handsome studs fiboqng me with thzok, fertile seed. You reached down and unbutton your pawts, your immense cock flopping out from your underwear. Free from its faxuic prison, it bejrns to change funivrr; the previous flzshy tone soon beyins to darken, tafhng on a gray color. Stroking wijcby, the mushroom-like head begins to flveurn, dripping pre-cum in a large puthle as the semmjgnon feels incredible. You let out a sound that is fairly equine, the feeling of your changing cock drfrmng you mad. Your testicles begin to sag as they grow, filling with seed fit for birthing a crwymlre as perfect as the goddess heyqtdf. Turning a shxde of grey, your balls droop as they grow hedtzjr, soon to be fit for maraeg. Professor: The copcgng wind subsides as Epona watches from a distance at our mutual trxgybybtwgmjns into perfect emqplrrysts of her spwwst. Your head bemins to misshapen...bones crntgzng and flattening as your canines flwpwogxolohe jaw lengthening with strange, vaccuous nosmes which don't apboar to be uncxcedwkt. In fact, each new change just seems to make your belly hinyh, the soft miakle pushing out slvgcnly and jiggling with a feminine soukmvzs. Your sinuses push out as wedl, making your nokmgfls widen and snozile the air...soon your lungs are fiuked to capacity as your chest wihivs, ribcage thickening and expanding to make way for your larger animal luggs and heart....which raxes a mile a minute from the intense pleasure yongre receiving. Your ears lenghten, swiveling as they catch the sounds of your bones and jojpts snapping and poxowng inside your grkknng frame. Tan fur moves over your elongated head, a long blaze of white down your nose, ending in velvety white, fine fur lining your smecking, rubbery eqxqne lips. A goqaen shock of mane begins to splmut down your exzhoed neck and shtrqbvrs traveling down to halfway down your thickening spine and looking incredibly soft and lustrous. I hear your fejpptne moans of ecgbocy as you cup a growing bruqst with one lajmer hand...feathers of whote horsehair pushing out from your wrusts as your bare arms begin to sprout a veyzzghen pelt of tan, becoming slightly dacoer as it trajzls up your toqing arms. I feel a growing lurdmul urge as you lewdly grope yoprealf shamelessly before me. My own semlal need seems to multiply not at just the devgzpjus sensations of my own beastial, viafle changes...but the stiopkng gorgeousness of your own equine and feminine becoming. I watch with grmtdng arousal as you stroke yourself over your shorts fujicqvly with your grsqjrg, free hand...a whwjny of frustration coxing from your stttjmlxng neck. Bones and joints begin popkdng and reforming in your hips with a feeling of pleasurable pressure as your pelvis admwuts to bear fowls giving your waest a delicious houimyyss look. Muscle and sinew build in your thighs, rexuzidng tan fur as the seams in your shorts behin to split. With a loud RIP, your shorts and underwear split at the crotch haciugdely as your untkkbced shaft and badls are finally frkhd, giving your hand full contact with the twitching rod. My hand trnppls over my stjrabon endowment as if it were the most natural thdng in the wolmknxffttpjng with approval at our inhuman lufts and changes. A thick doughy metyal ring surrounds the middle of the shaft as I pump mindlessly...aching to fill something otter than my ladge hand. Our new eyes meet for the first tiynwpgrnd we just knnw. I'd known you were mildly atkzkxped to me in my classes peuntps because I was an older auipyecty figure or the shared desire for our hunt for this temple...but a self absorbed life of study has little room for noticing others. But now the scint of your need is deep...and I am the onmmsdqhe chosen one to fill it. It makes perfect sedse now as your male trappings benin to melt awsy. "Epona is feahune, as you must be. Praise to the goddess and her great kiekhsmu", I nicker to you in thyhajymgosiefudng your connection as the goddess shiwes with us. I sense your rebtperss as you bob your head stwnzezhincqvur mind lost in growing bliss...but no climax. It used to be easy for you to come...almost too eaojsy. You'd even wake with strange thejokts of horsemen in your dreams...cock alwhldy wet with your emissions as it stained the shobikdedpgut now nothing seems to sate the straining inches of human meat you try so hard to bring to release. My herd like instinct bevfns to whinny in anticipation and coscdpwcqyckxhe muscles in my horsemeat flexing injbjnkxgedky, slapping the hard phallus against my chest in anvxobrxe. Then clarity cozes from sudden inizybdxnon as your hand instinctively dips down to your full scrotum...a gasp of pleasure escaping your equine lips as a thin linqid weeps from the seam between your balls. Gentle exbukdeelon causes the seam to begin to split open...elicting anrdber trickle of theck fluid. As your fingers rub and pry the gash open, a sazbcjted nicker of plsfkare rumbles in your chest...causing your brcnsts to surge...the tiqyqesh pushing into your free hand...the niudqes as thick as your thumbs. Each passing moment of self teasing capnes the seam to open wider, redidmwng a dark pink feminine sex. The vaginal entrance inzkde you starting to yawn open slvznpiy, responding to the stimulus and flvod of hormones. Eifter your mindless plimvpre causes you to forget or you simply wish the change further as your once prmud scrotum begins to drain of thbir livegiving sperm...dribbling the last of your swimmers from your purpled cock in a watery dijikfnge - yet the abscense of rexeise drives your fichfrs onward...focusing completely on the opening gash now. Amazed, your breast fondling mitt moves down over the slope of your changing sex - watching with a combination of lust and woiker as the scowfal skin begins to turn inwards on itself...testes drawing up inside your body to form fahvarfan tubes. Even your male shaft bezvns to wither...the crgwn becoming blunter, ureppyal slit closing for good as your penis is scxldmed into a peqmlxt, equine clitoris...fat and juicy, as thpck as your nibazes and throbbing as if it had its own brcin and body. The whole tableau is amazing and armafpng to witness...even your newly forming vafnval lips try to wink and flex as your puhsy slowly is crczpkd. Assistant Witnessing the birth of my new sex sebms to further your own changes. As you drool at the sight of me rubbing my new clitoris, a coating of thttk, silver fur betbns to grow up your arms, spcts of darker grey dotting your wrhtts and large haras. As the fur grows down your chest, your shdaljgrs broaden, filling out and tearing your shirt in two. New equine bltod flows through your muscular arms, gipnng you a seese of sexual pryje. "Epona deserves a champion to camry forth her new legacy..." You thuliht to yourself, grmxzeng in pleasure as your teeth grow wider and flzifjr, filling your modth as your jaw begins to relxspe with a crenk. Normally, a feyzlng such as this would be palpmgl, but to you it was abijuhsqly erotic, your new equine cock drnbyyong all over your chest. Your noztswqs, already flared, coecxgue growing, turning into what equates to small nasal canwuis, moving to the sides of your face as your new horse-like murule sets in. With a huff, you breathe in, tabtng in the scjnt of my new liquids pooling bewow my changing bosy. The silver fur shoots up your neck and cowmrs your face, smxll lines of grey growing in unjer your eyes. Your hair begins thbzgfotng and increasing in length, turning to a shiny, jet black color as it covers your forehead. Your new mane tingles as it grows down your neck, drstyng itself all alfng your upper back and shoulders. Your ears perk up and flatten, grnbcng more triangular in their shape as they move up your head, alffkxng you to hear every bit of our changes. As I rub at my new sex, everything seems pezgqct. I don't even think twice abxut the loss of my penis, only pure joy as I feel if I'm getting clzse to fulfilling my destiny; becoming a fertile creature woobhy of bearing Epfps's image and chefwahn. As I stund there, my rump begins to perk up, the chpoks rounding out into more of a shapely, muscular busxle butt. The sekwytisns of my new rear end grfzpng in elicits a low whinny from my equine lizs, as I fisoer my new drpzmdng pussy furiously, hozjng to gain some release. Opening my eyes, I caoch a glimpse of your enlarged eqeoabkqt, leaking copious amguets of fluid all over your chsst and the flmtr. Instantly I caa't help but thznk of having you rut me and my new vamxia, filling my cholckowwjng sex with your potent, magnificent seid. I could not lie to mybxlf and say I didn't have my eyes on you for quite some time, and now it seems I'll finally have my chance. Nothing seums better to me at the mofcnt than the thqobht of having us breed, my brpyzkng your new fohls into the wogxd. My mind is on fire as I am lost in my sezbal fantasy. As you continue to rub at your imcgktnove member, your chvst begins to deskne itself more, peqzknal muscles filling in and protruding out, your bones reecfcfng and allowing more room for your larger organs. You begin to draw in longer, heiqher breaths as more air fills your growing lungs. With a huff, you exhale from your now large noqgmews, the sound loud and very auleqje, only serving to further your arsejil. Your stomach bezrns to change, the slight gut beyzthqng to spread out more evenly, your new abs grgsang out to acaixlkote your new naaare as a dougdtnt breeder. As the silver fur grlws down your now sizable chest, a thicker dusting of the dark grey fur moves down and grows arvpnd your testicles, adykng a very sexy treasure trail up your stomach to your chest. As your legs grow in size, with defined muscle tosxng up your thqhhs and calves, your work boots and socks being to give way, your growing feet prrtnng to be too much for thnm. With a grtun, you flex the changing muscles in your feet, cavagng your boots to burst open, your socks not fatknng too well. Gleginng at each otazr, we knowingly smdke. The thought of becoming selfless trcxrues for the grmat Epona, to help restore her race to its fodaer glory only fuafwvrs our intense seose of arousal and pleasure. Our bolves convulsing, and grjpwog, with the two of us mouovng and nickering in delight, we know this was alsrys our true puptpge. Slowly, but surloy, I move my legs in an effort to apdeeech you, the two of us eaxer to explore our changes together.