This choice: There are, of course, other options as well. • Go Back...Chapter #10There are, of course, other options as well. by: Unknown After dinner John... no Misty, she had to get used to this, was helping clear the table. Misty bent over to lift a stack of plates luxuriating in the still somewhat unfamiliar weight of her large breasts hanging forward off her chest and enjoying the loud clop of her hooves on the linoleum floor as she carried the plates over to the sink where her wife was washing the dishes.
Looking at her wife, no stallion, Misty could feel another unfamiliar sensation: a stirring heat in her leathery new anatomy. Just the sight of her stallion with her powerful, muscular haunches, beautiful womanly curves, and exotic equine features (not to mention the hot spear of horseflesh hidden in her dress) was enough to get her excited. Merging with Charger had certainly suited Jane. John had been nervous when he told his wife how badly he wanted to save Misty, wanted to undergo the process and become a female horse woman. But seeing his stallion there wearing her yellow dish washing gloves in her tight green dress, tail flicking behind her, Misty knew everything had turned out alright after all.
Placing her dish stack on the counter next to the sink, Misty pressed herself to her stallions back, feeling her breast squish against her wife's muscular back. She slipped her arms around her partner, resting one arm possessively under her stallions own massive breasts and casually dangling her other hand on her wife's crotch, feeling the hot bulge of her stallions sheath and testicles. She rested the side of her short muzzle against the furry cheek of her wife's muzzle and breathed in her scent through her slightly flared nostrils.
"Charger..."
"Mmmm. I love when you call me that Dear."
"Charger, I think we need to talk about Allison..."
"Yes?"
"Well, we agree that to help the farm she needs to undergo the procedure, and I know you want her to merge with a high pedigree filly to shore up our horse breeding program..."
Misty could smell Charger's arousal at the idea.
"Charger's... my seed is very valuable Dear. And with only one quality womb, it really limits our business. Besides, you have to admit it's not a bad role to play."
Misty stepped back and rested her hands on her still flat stomach and thought about the baby horse already growing inside her. She blushed and smiled, feeling an almost primal contentment.
"Yes, but, I chose this for myself and I really think we should let Allison choose which animal to merge with herself. There are lot's of things the farm needs."
"You are such a good father, Misty. I love you."
"I love you too!"
Charger swept Misty into her muscular arms and kissed her passionately. Misty thought for a moment that they really hadn't decided anything, but quickly forgot about it when Charger guided her hand to the growing horse erection lifting the front of her dress.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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