[Story] She Cums Twice - Werehorse Transformation (Patreon)

Update! Animated version.

I’m lying back, hands gripping your hips as you ride me reverse cowgirl, your tight ass bouncing up and down. The room’s dim, sweat’s beading on my skin, and I’m lost in it—your rhythm, the way you grind down, hot and relentless. Then the cat runs in and tries to climb up the curtain. The curtain tears off the rod and the full moon spills in, silver light hitting you square. I blink, catching something off—your back arches weird, your breathing hitches. “Babe?” I mutter, voice rough, but you don’t stop, and then—fuck—it starts.

Your body shudders, and I feel it through me, your pussy tightening as your ass swells, growing massive right in front of me, flesh stretching, rounding out huge. I can’t look away—your butthole’s changing too, puffing up, swelling until it’s this giant, obscene donut, puckered and twitching. “Holy shit—” I choke out, hands sliding over your expanding hips, but I don’t stop fucking you, thrusting up into your pussy harder as it grips me tighter. Then your head jerks back, and I see it—your face elongating, nose stretching into a massive horse snout, nostrils flaring wide, pink and glistening. You snort—loud, animalistic—and it hits me like a shockwave, vibrating through your body into mine.

I’m panting now, slamming into you, feeling your pussy clench as you transform, snorting again, your tail—fuck, a tail?—sprouting, flicking against your back. “You’re— goddamn, you’re a horse,” I growl, my dick throbbing as I watch that snout twitch, your massive ass jiggling with every thrust, that giant butthole right there, begging for my attention. You’re still riding me, but it’s different now—wilder, heavier, your snorts filling the air. I grip your hips tighter, lost in it. “How’s it feel, babe?” I rasp, voice thick. “Turning like this while I fuck you—tell me.” I keep going, relentless, the moon lighting up every cursed inch of you.

“Oh God—snort—it’s—fuck, it’s too much,” you choke out, half-human, half-beast, your snout twitching as struggle to speak. “My pussy—snort—it’s tighter, wetter, I can’t—my nose, my ass—everything’s—” Your words cut off into a loud, shuddering snort, and then it hits. Your body locks up, your massive snout jerks back, nostrils blasting air as you cum—hard. “Fuuuck!” you wail, voice breaking into a horse-like whinny, your pussy clamping down on my dick like a vise, pulsing wild as you gush, soaking me. Your giant ass quivers, that huge butthole clenching visibly, your tail thrashing against my chest as you ride it out, snorting over and over, each one louder, your whole form shaking.

I groan, feeling you flood me, your orgasm ripping through you as the transformation peaks—snout fully equine, ass impossibly huge, pussy still milking me. “Shit, babe,” I rasp, thrusting up into your spasming heat, my hands sliding over your slick, swollen curves. “You’re cumming so fucking hard—look at you.” Your snorts are desperate now, your massive body trembling in my grip, and I’m hooked, fucking you through it, watching you lose yourself in the moonlit chaos.

Your huge snout’s flaring, blasting wet air with every shudder, and it’s driving me over the edge—your tightness, the way your swollen body rocks against me. “Fuck, babe—” I growl, voice cracking as the pressure surges, my dick throbbing hard inside you.

I cum hard as I thrust up deep, unloading into your throbbing pussy. My hips jerk, fingers digging into your bloated hips as I flood you, hot and thick, my whole body locking up as it rips through me. You feel it—your snout snaps back, a loud, desperate snort bursting out, and then you’re cumming again, triggered right off my release. “Oh fuck—snort—I’m—!” you wail, voice warping into a high, equine squeal, your pussy clamping down even tighter, spasming wild as you gush again, soaking me twice over.

I’m groaning, thrusting through my own orgasm as yours hits, feeling you milk me dry, your pussy sücking me in with every pulse. “Goddamn, babe—you came again?” I rasp, voice raw, my hands sliding over your slick, swollen curves, gripping that giant ass as it trembles. The bed and I are drenched. “You’re fucking unreal,” I mutter, dazed, still buried deep as we both collapse.