Just as Cal pried open the closet door a voice sounded in the doorway behind him. "You know Cal, I'm all game for our no clothes no problem rule, but at least put some underwear on before putting on some of my clothes." Cal sighed and turned to see Tyson in the doorway, The bull had taken off his shirt and his bleach white body stood out in the dark, messy room. He stood as tall as Cal, but was more stocky. His chiseled chest huffed in a quick repetition showing he had gone for a run. His horns barely fit under the door way as he slid his way into his room. "I'm just here for the stethoscope on your fetish clothes Ty, a....friend needs it for a project...." Cal said as casually as he could pull off. Tyson shrugged as he took off his shorts, exposing his huge ass to Cal as he plopped face down onto his bed before grabbing his phone. "Go for it, my girl just dumped me remember? The bitch is with some scrawny cheetah, I'll find him." Tyson said while flicking his tail in an agitated manner. Cal stared at his best friend with pity before grabbing the stethoscope and carefully making his way over to the bed and sat down on its edge. "Don't fret about it Ty, it won't be hard to find a new girl." He said before smacking the bulls bulbous ass, getting nothing but a jiggle and a grunt in reply from Tyson. Cal slips out of the room while cupping his balls to move faster and enters his own room and closes the door. Letting out a heavy sigh, the mustang lowered himself onto the bed and put on the stethoscope and put the metal end on his left nut.
The constant swaying was a bit soothing, but you were a little too concerned about your situation to be relaxed. The horses sperm was beginning to fill up the chamber as it was now up to your waist, and you hoped to get out before you found out how high it fills. The swaying stops and the horse's voice could be heard again. "Alright so if you can understand me, lets see if I can understand you, where did you come from and how did you end up in my sheath which led to where we are now?" You quickly explain how he sat on you at the gym and the whole incident on the bed. "Hmm well i tried to jack you out earlier but you wouldn't budge...so unfortunately you'll have to hang out in there until I can think of something, lets just hope my roommate doesn't see all the overdose of pleasure you're giving me." The horse says in a low tone. "Just don't move to much alright? It literally brings me to my knees. If you need something hit a wall 5 times repeatedly." With that your prison begins to sway as the horse wobbles his way into the living room and sits down on the couch, contemplating a way to get you out, or so you think and hope.
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