While it was nice and comforting in there, you didn't really want to spend the rest of your life stuck in there. You reply, a bit reluctantly, "No, thanks."
The stallion sighs. "Alright... but it might be a little messy, just warning you..." he says with a grin.
He tensed up, and the muscles contracted. You were slowly squeezed out, but in the process some gas and feces were also released, due to the pressure. You bathed in the air around you, but the poop was a bit of a nuisance. It blocked your vision a bit, and you wanted to relish what you had for as much as you could. Eventually all of you came out with some residue. You look into the horse's eyes.
"Do you wanna have round two, or maybe a tour somewhere else?"
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