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Sultan's Stables by Hooves ((A young very handsome arabian stallion is summons to the palace of the sultan... for breeding purposes not knowing hes the one whos going to get bred and not to do the breeding)) Abdula looked the young cream colored stallion over as he washed the sand from his coat. 'This one is the handsomest yet.' The big eunuch Lion palace guard thought, as he dried the young equine's perfectly muscled body. `Not as big and strong as some perhaps, nor as well endowed in the male hood department as others.' Abdula fondled the young stud's male hood leeringly. Then wrapped him in filmy silken robes that did little to hide the body within. Achmed looked on this almost embarrassing outfit wonderingly. "Is this really necessary?" The young stallion asked the big feline eunuch as he was hurried down the cool palace hallways. "Oh but of course esteemed one!" Abdula growled. "The sultan wishes to see you himself, and it would be an offense to go before him unwashed and ill clad!" "Well yes I suppose..." Achmed agreed still somewhat unset, he was not use to having others wash him. And especially handle his private locations the way Abdula had. Even eunuchs, and the way they had treated him just seemed inappropriate. Washing then combing his long tail and mane out, brushing his sleek coat. Then rubbing sweet scented oils over it, now this garb seem more appropriate for a harem mare than himself! Suddenly he was standing before twenty foot high double door. Abdula motion and they were swung open, and the handsome young stud found himself. Bowing before the old sultan on his high throne. Beside him but on a lower level stood the strongest cruelest looking stallion Achmed had ever seen. 'By the gods I'm here to compete with him!' The young Achmed though in shock. "Ahhhhhh so this is the youth I've heard so much about." The sultan purred. "You are most pleasing to the eye indeed young one." "You will no doubt breed great foals in to my stables." Unsure what to say, and not wishing to correct the might monarch. Achmed just nodded, noticing a strange leering smile on the older stallion's muzzle. "But the hour is late." The sultan announced. "Abdula will show you to your chamber, and see that you are ready for your servicing." The sultan explained waving his heavily ring clad paw, quickly Abdula led the young stallion away. The room's he was taken to were large, but rather feminine and ostentatious... Confusing the young stallion once again... until he heard giggling from within the adjoining room. Trotting over to the archway he peered through into the next room. His eye's widening as he spotted a large group of very beautiful mare's. He looked into the next room, his stallion hood already stirring to the occasion. He grinned, licking his lips, imagining himself with all the different mare's. "Oh yes, it's going to be nice..." With a proud whinny he trotted down the steps into the room. "Ohooooooooo." All the mare's squealed and clustered around him. Admiring his sleek slender young male body, giggling and babbling as females will. Giving him shy knowing glances, and mysteries smiles. A few hanging back starring at him with strange almost pitying looks. He grinned, relishing the attention, his heart pounding at the thought of servicing all these mare's. "No need to go crazy, girls. There's plenty of this stud to go around..." He caught the gaze of the mare's staying in back, mistaking the pity in their eyes for hesitation. "Don't be shy, I know a pretty little filly like you is gonna be begging to be ridden nice and hard later tonight..." He flares his nose for effect. "I can smell that heat between your legs..." "You'd better get use to that smell... your going to be smelling it a lot!" One of the mare's in that group snapped, turning to waddle away. Obviously very pregnant, Achmed was taken aback by this caustic comment. But the young mare's around him just smiled, and said not to pay attention to her. "She's not happy with having learned her place here!" The handsome young stallion soon found himself undressed with the mare's examining his stud hood. He grinned, letting the upset mare slip from his mind, leaning back and letting the mare's tend to him. "Of course I'll be smelling it a lot... After all, I'm going to be staying with my new herd for a long time, I think..." His hands reach up to stroke the breasts of two of the mare's surrounding him. "Oh yes you'll never want to leave!" The mare's giggled , let him fondle, doing they're best to get him excited as quickly as possible. Watching in delight as the young stud's big organ began to emerge. Dancing around the chair, their soft supple bodies enticing the young stud to greater arousal. He moans as his organ is rubbed making it jerk up and down wildly pre-cum flying. One straddles his lap, forcing his head down between her breasts. "Oh-hoo! You mare's sure know how to treat a stallion!" He grins, letting his shaft throb against the mare's chest, precum drooling from the flared head as he fondles her breasts. "Don't you love this thick, huge cock, my little filly? Mmm, it certainly likes you..." He pants softly, tail flicking, balls aching to unleash his load, knowing he must restrain himself before tonight, so the Sultan can watch him service the harem personally. "Less talking more action." One of the mare's grunts as she strokes his sleek body. "We're not fillies... we've all been bred!" Another points our as she cuddles close. "But yes we like your pretty little diddle stick!" One large mare snorted as if she was less than impressed with his male hood. He snorts at the comments. "Little? Little? You've got to be kidding... I've never even HEARD of another stallion as well-hung as me!" He chuckles, licking his lips. "Hassen of Oragga on the gulf coast!" The large mare named. "He was longer and twice as thick!" She said oddly proudly as the other mare's nodded. "If you had such a large stallion, where is he now?" The big mare stopped sputtering as if this question stumped her even though it was obvious she wanted to answer it. Strangely the other mare's roared with laughter at this. "Why else would I have been picked by the Sultan himself to service you mare's?" "Fool the Sultan did not select you!" The now obviously upset and frustrated mare snorted. "Mouldun the Sultan's Vizer of stables picked you!" Achmed looked confused at this, so the big mare went on. "Oh you've met him, the stallion standing beside the Sultan's throne!" "I was still chosen! I'm still the biggest, strongest, most handsome stallion you're going to get!" "Hahahaha!" The big mare laughed. "Maybe you've not seen Mouldun!" She teased, wanting to say more. But the others quickly hushed her and pushed her away. "I'll mount each and every one of you so hard you'll be begging for more, you'll be begging to be able to throw yourselves at my hooves, begging to serve me in any way you can!" The stallion sputtered in anger, his whole body trembling. "Yesyes of course we will!" The other mare's agreed as they tried to keep Achmed calm and aroused. When a loud gong was heard instantly the mare's leaped up and hurried out of the room. As iron bars dropped over the archway they had left by. "Heheh." A rough gravelly voice chuckled, turning the young stud found Abdula the enunch had returned. "Those mare's" He snickered. "They know their not supposed to tease you so!" He said sympathetically as he looked the aroused stallion over. "Here drink this, while I try and cover you." "Huhwhy?" Achmed asked confused. "You are about to receive a most important visitor!" The eunuch grunted, as he did his best to get the stallion's aroused organ back into his clothes. However the eunuch's soft furry paw's only stimulated the big organ all the more. "I am" "Who?" Achmed asked surprised that someone would be visiting so late. "The Sultan's Vizier of stables wishes to Ahem enter Errr interview you!" The big neutered Lion explained, as he at last gave up on getting the stallion's organ back in to his clothing. At that moment the big doors swung open, and the Vizier strolled in. Curtly he dismissed Abdula with a wave of one big three fingered hand. The head held high, long powerful equine neck arched; tail slightly raised. He circled around the young handsome stallion he'd came to conquer. Achmed stood pawing the marble floor with one hoof, uneasily as the Vizier of the stables circled him. Mouldun was if anything even more impressively masculine and dominant up close. The coal black stallion wore baggy white pantaloons. With a red silken sash at his waist, his broad powerful chest bare. Covered only by the golden jewelry around Mouldun's powerful equine neck. The gold laying in contrast atop the Vizier's sleek black fur. The big stallion stopped and glanced down at Achmed's long pink organ. Which was still bulging obscenely from his frilly silken clothing. One big three fingered hand reached out grasping the pulsing semi hard shaft. Making it leap up in excitement, big blunt head beginning to drool silvery pre. Achmed started to back away, very uncomfortable with having another potent male touching him in so intimate a manner. But the Vizier froze him in place with a commanding glance and a curt gesture. As his big black three fingered hand stroked up and down the young stud's pink length. A large blood red ruby flashing and dancing on one of his finger's. Muttering in some beautifully horrible language, Mouldun's lip's pull back in a knowing sneer. Achmed starred at the ring captivated as the stone glittered first this way then that. The young stud's eye's began to glaze over, mesmerized by the sparkling gem. And the big hot hand that was proving him with so much pleasure. Achmed's glazed only half focused eye's starred bemused at the big fondling hand. It taking sometime before he noticed that the big hand's journey was getting shorter and shorter! As he watched the organ in Mouldun's fist shrank, the ruby jewel glowing brighter as it did so. "Wha Wha!?!" The young stallion stammered in bafflement. "Hush my sweet!" Mouldun sneered, placing one finger over Achmed's lip's. As his be ringed main hand swiftly caressed more and more inches off the young stallion's male hood. As Achmed watched in astonishment and growing horror. His once mighty stallion hood is swiftly consumed by the wicked Viziers magic. Soon the blunt head is barely thrusting out of the big black stallion's fist. Opening his hand, Mouldun use's his ring finger to rub and stroke the tiny stub. It is then that Achmed notices that his once low dangling ball sac has pulled up and shrunken as well! The young former stallion's jaw drops open, as he watches his sac split. Drawing up into a perfect pink tear drop shape, that the former stud recognizes at once! "A mare's sex!" Achmed mumbles stunned as Mouldun's big finger massages the tiny nub of her new vulva! Achmed watches in horror as her vulva wink's in and out like a mare in season's always does! Starring down the young former stallion was bewildered to see. That from the waist down, he was now a she! Long equine leg's slender and feminine, up to her tight little sex! It's then Achmed becomes aware of the Viziers strong masculine scent. A strong burning desire, making her new little sex quiver. The scent of mare in heat her new scent drifts up to the former stud's slotted nostrils. The feeling of hot fluids oozing and dribbles from that sex, crawling down sleek inner thigh's. Stepping back Mouldun unties his sash, letting it and his baggy pantaloons drop. Achmed gasps as the largest stallion hood she'd ever seen even could have imagined sprang out! "Time for your mounting my little filly!" The big black stallion purrs wickedly, his voice full of pent up desire. Achmed's eye's widen in terror as she beheld Mouldun's massive stud hood. "N NN No!" She exclaimed backing away even as the Vizier trotted towards her. Sudden something hard strikes the backs if her thigh's. And she finds herself sitting on a cold table top. Leg's wide spread, as if inviting! And the lustful Vizier was there instantly, sliding between her knee's. Big blunt cock head impaling her dripping sex, stretching that virgin orifice open horribly! Grinning viciously the big black stallion forced himself into her to the hilt! Enjoying the look of horror and disgust on the young former stallion's muzzle. Almost as much as the hot quivering sex on his enormous cock! "Please I'm not a mare!" "HAHAH!" Mouldun laughed excitedly. "Oh really?" "I don't see a cock so you're not a stallion but you do have this nice hot hole between your leg's!" The big black stallion snorted. "Your hot little filly hole begs to differ!" The Vizier taunted, rolling his hip's to thrust in and out roughly! Achmed's head snapped back as her body trembled with pleasure from the huge stud hood within her. Reaching up the Vizier ripped her silken blouse open, strong finger's finding small pink make nipples. This drawing another shape lustful intake of breath from the new mare. Achmed watched in growing dismay, as her chest began to grow and mound up. "Oh No plea!" She mumbles looking down shocked at her growing teats. The Vizier snickered as Achmed's new thick nipples harden, and begin to drip a white fluid. Grinning he pinched them both, rubbing and caressing them as they grow. "Very nice teats little slut." Mouldun taunted, making them grow some more, unpleased by their current size. "However I like them big!" The lustful Vizier explained. Achmed's eye's rolled in her head as she watched her complete transformation to female! Achmed shivered in terror and lust as she struggled to understand what was happening. Even as the fire within her loin's grew steadily, her need growing stronger over riding her reason. As the strange desires flooding her mind making it hard for her to think. Leaning down he lick her thick hard nipples, as he continued to stretch her tight tiny sex to new limits. The former stallion wondered how many other males had ended up in this kind of position in the evil Vizier's clutches! "Nnn Noo!" She shouted in denial, though her action's clearly showed differently. Suddenly she grunted and moaned, hot moisture running down the Vizier's massive organ; as she experienced her first female orgasm. Her hot sex tightened as spasms of orgasmic pleasure ran through her, the feeling only urging the black stallion on. He however was not done yet, increasing his brutal thrust's; he squeezed her soft breast's unmercifully. Teasingly the wicked Vizier licked her neck and shoulder, enjoying the taste of fear and pain in her sweat. Faster and faster he slammed in and out of her sensitive flesh, his might organ savaging it. His panting breath quickened more and more, the mare's tightness was almost too much to bear; Mouldun felt his ejaculation coming swiftly close. His cruel thrust's becoming even harder and faster with his growing lust. With a deep moan his plunging hip's slammed to a split second halted, then thrust deep into her; to her very limits! Then the big black stallion came hard, his powerful body crushing hers; as he held himself as deep as he could within her. She felt his huge hard organ plunge in intense climax, but had no orgasm of her own to relieve the horror! She let out a short scream of horror and disgust, as she felt his foul seed filled her! With one final thrust the Vizier was spent, and yanked his organ from within her. "Ahhhh what a splendid breeding!" Mouldun panted with lewd delight. "But not to worry it is only the first of many this night!" He promised with a lustful grin. "By dawn you will bare my offspring just as all these former stallion's, now little mare's have!" |