Chapter 4 - A new friend

The next morning after waking up Kiyoko ended up returning to bed to masturbate more than once. Something about her dream set her off. Four orgasms later, the batteries in her vibrator had died, forcing her to collect herself enough to start the day. After a quick shower, and a few pieces of toast she suited up and hit the road. When she turned up at the veterinary clinic she was surprised not to hear Sawako greet her as soon as she stepped inside. At first she figured she must have been late, but when she went past the girl’s desk sure enough there she was, motionless, with bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Kiyoko decided to get the coffee herself this time. 

“Out late with your friends?” She asked indifferently, sliding over a sugary cup of milk with a splash of coffee in it, Sawa’s preferred way of taking the beverage. The teen looked at the cup, and then at her colleague, her eyes fluttering with pleasant surprise. After a second she shook her head, remembering she’d been asked a question, “Who- what!? Oh- y-yeah! They’re a riot! What can I say?” She lied unconvincingly, mostly looking down at the desk while she spoke. Trace images of her late night fantasy flickered through her mind, turning her pink in the face. Kiyoko assumed she was just being coy, and thought nothing of it. “Did anyone call?” The veterinarian requested with usual diligence.  The teen again shook her head, being more animated the second time around, “No, nothing yet.” Kiyoko was about to head into her office when the phone on Sawako’s desk rang. Sawako picked it up, but before she could bring it to her ear, Kiyoko took it. For a split second The vet’s hand and the secretary's hands touched. Sawa froze, going doe eyed. It was no grand gesture. Kiyo just wanted to take the call.  

“North Eastern Veterinary Clinic.” The older gal greeted, in an even professional tone. 

A panicked voice came through the other side, “Uh hey, yeah This is Tanjiro Okamoto, I’m a jockey down at the White Mountain Race track, we’ve got a bit of a situation here. One of our horses is down. I think it’s leg might be broken.” Kiyoko’s eyes widened. She hated those kinds of calls. “Hold on, I can be there in twenty minutes.” The man thanked her and she slammed the phone back onto the receiver. Grabbing her coat she started for the car. “Hanazawa-San I’ve got to go. It’s an emergency.” Sawa watched on, looking impressed by her counterpart’s resolve, “Yes- right uh go ahead then. I’ll just jot down any other cases if anyone else calls while you’re gone. Good luck out there. I believe in you!” After saying the last sentence she kicked herself for saying too much. The Vet just carried on without noticing. 

After some aggressive driving, ignoring speed limits, Kiyoko turned up at the race track in ten minutes rather than twenty. She felt tense as she drove over, which helped turn her foot to lead on the gas. If she went her whole life without going back to another racetrack she’d have been fine with it, but unfortunately her work took her there at least a few times a year. It wasn’t big by race track standards but it was the only in their area; an attraction for locals and tourists alike, with events for most of the year. Mostly they did flat racing, a conventional style of race circuit around the track, while three months out of the year Ban’ei races were held. She was almost never called out during the Ban’ei race season because Ban’ei horses were mostly raised for their meat. If a horse sustained an injury during such events it was likely it’d be immediately put down, or shipped off to a feedlot for butchery. With other kinds of events there was a slightly greater chance the creature could be given an opportunity to recover, provided the injury wasn’t too severe. Even if the animal could recover from its injuries, sometimes owners just couldn’t be bothered. The code of veterinary ethics suggested that she should respect the owners wishes in such instances, and throughout her career she had out of professional obligation, but she hated that part of her work. Now, with her animal sanctuary so nearly finished, she couldn’t bear the thought of having to put down some poor beautiful creature. The whole reason she’d wanted to start a sanctuary in the first place was to spare some of the animals she encountered in her work from being cruelly or prematurely euthanized. She was only a few months away from having a perfect shelter for them, one where they’d be safe and comfortable for the rest of their days, but it still wasn’t ready. As such the stakes felt high. 

Throwing on her coat she showed her ID to the gatekeepers, and walked out to the track where a few race officials, a jockey, and some stablemen were gathered. The Jockey ran over to Kiyoko as he saw her walking over, and shook her hand, “Thank goodness, you got here so quickly. I was the one who called, please- can you take a look at him?” She agreed, and joined the cluster of people. 

They were all huddled around an old lean Kiger Mustang with a classic coloration; clay pelt with a black mane, and dark hair by its hooves. It was a wonderful looking animal, but it had clearly seen better days. As she arrived it was splayed on one side, in pain. All its legs outstretched at rest, save for its right rear leg, which was still bent. There was some swelling in the middle of its crooked femur. One of the race officials was barking at another man present, “I don’t care what you do with it, just get it off the track! The next event is starting in fifteen!” Kiyoko knew if they couldn’t get the animal on its feet soon they’d insist on putting it down right then and there. All the shouting was clearly making the horse even more uncomfortable. Kiyoko shot the official a grim look but spoke in a calm authoritative manner, “Keep your voice down. This’ll only take a minute.” Slightly rattled, the official backed away and traded words with another well dressed man who looked like the horse’s owner.

The veterinarian extended a hand to let the creature sniff her before trying to pet him. “Alright-” She glanced at the jockey, and asked, “What’s his name?” The jockey looked pretty emotional, staring down at the horse anxiously. “He’s called Yuki. It’s written like the word courage in Kanji. Please help him. I’ve known that old trotter for a couple years now, and he’s been a good friend to me. I don’t want nothing bad to happen to him.” Kiyoko Sympathized. Looking back at the horse, while radiating an aura of tranquil surety, she spoke to it, all while maintaining a gentle, reassuring smile, “Alright Yuki- I’m Kiyoko. Everything’s gonna be alright. Don’t you worry” The horse responded positively to being spoken to directly. Kiyoko watched its breathing slow a little as she spoke. She began to examine the creature’s back leg from a distance. There were no visible signs of a broken bone, but there was a lot of bruising, which suggested it may have suffered a fracture. That boded well for the creature’s chances of survival. “I’m gonna give him a little anesthetic. I think he might be able to walk out of here as long as he takes it slow. Let’s take him back to the stables and get him some water.” The Jockey said a quiet prayer, looking visibly relieved. The owner and the race official parted ways. As she explained what she was doing the owner showed no signs of caring. When the horse wasn’t looking she gave it an injection of a mild anesthetic, and waited for it to take effect. After a long moment she bade the jockey to take the creature’s reins, and help it onto its feet. Eventually, the creature sat up, and with gentle encouraging words, staggered back onto its feet. The seats in the bleachers around the track were less crowded between the events, but a few of the onlookers in the stands clapped and cheered when they saw the beast back up again. Together the owner, jockey, and veterinarian led the limping creature back to the stables where the other animals were.

While they walked Kiyoko took the opportunity to have a quiet word with the jockey about what happened. The racer looked hesitant, “He fell is what happened. A pretty bad one if I do say. I was lucky not to have been crushed. It sucks, but these things happen, especially on these old race tracks. Sometimes I wish they maintained these places better. I’m pretty sure he stepped on a stone at a bad angle with his bad leg, and that sent tumbling.” The vet squinted. “Has he previously injured that leg?” The rider nodded. “Me and Yuki been racing together for almost five years. He’s a good horse, but as time passed I reckon he got a bit worn down. It was inevitable but… Well- it wasn’t my call to send him out today.” Explained the jockey, who shot a bitter look at the owner. 

After the horse was set up in the stable the creature drank a little water and sat down to rest. She took the chance to give him a more thorough look over before making her final pronouncement. While she was still working the owner approached, and asked, “So what’s the verdict?” Irritated at being interrupted during her work she ignored him for a second. “Hey lady, I'm talking to you.” The man demanded in a boorish tone. 

A vein bulged in the vet’s head, but she stifled her anger, because she did have good news to give. “Looks like Yuki here got pretty lucky. There is a fracture, but as long as he doesn’t go too hard on it for a couple months he should make a full recovery.” 

“God fucking damn it. That’s just my luck.” The man grumbled. 

Kiyoko’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me? I said he'll be fine. What’s the issue?” 

The owner started shouting, “That fucking thing’s pissing all my money down the drain is the fucking issue! That old piece’a shit hasn’t won a race in three years. The only reason I’m not really mad is because I wised up and decided to bet against him today. Sure enough it found a way to saddle me with a bill anyways. Fucking useless-” He moved like he was about to kick the horse, but Kiyoko stepped in front of him before he could get closer. 

The vet needed to close her eyes and take a deep breath. Hearing this stranger speak, and act, so disrespectfully towards poor Yuki made her want to scream. It was difficult to hide how revolting she found the owner. “Keep it together Kiyoko,” she repeated in her mind. In spite of her feelings, she didn’t show emotion outwardly. Effortfully the vet continued in a calm tone. “What do you intend to do with him now?” The owner produced a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. “I dunno. I got no use for a lame horse. They can make cat chow out of him for all I fuckin’ care. I sure as shit ain’t keepin’ him like this.” He dragged on his cigarette and blew the smoke in her face. “Hey- listen, seeing as I didn’t call you, I don’t think I should have to be on the hook for paying your fee so...”

Waving the smoke away from her face, Kiyoko stopped trying to hide how pissed off she was with him. “So you’re gonna just sell him off? This thing gave the best years of its life to you! How could you do something-!?” She needed to stop herself mid sentence. Pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration, realized he just wouldn’t care. The horse, Yuki,  was nothing more than an object to him. Trying to make him see reason, or grow a soul, was futile. Moments like this were why she felt Humans were scum.“You know what. Forget it. What’s your asking price?”

The degenerate raised an eyebrow. “Oh? So you’re in the market-” He began, but she cut him off mid sentence. Her irritation drove her to speak quickly, “Yes. Don’t worry about my fee either. I’ll buy him. I can write you a check right now.” The owner cocked his head, “What? Well shit- alright sister, now you’re speaking my language…” His mouth turned to a smarmy grin. “Let’s call it a clean million yen and you’ve got a deal.”  He sounded quite pleased with himself as he issued the exorbitant figure. 

Kiyoko’s deadpanned. That was around 10 grand in usd. She did have the money, but it amounted to all of her savings, everything she’d hoped to use for her wildlife sanctuary. She looked at the smug man, and then at the horse. If she refused the offer the creature was as good as dead, but if she accepted it could be a major setback for her mission. “You want a million yen for a middle aged horse you called lame not two minutes ago?” The bastard suddenly threw up his hands. “Hey now- that there is a pedigree thoroughbred pinto-  I’m taking a big loss here no matter what! I might as well try to get my money’s worth.”

Kiyoko stared daggers, “He’s a mustang.” She corrected. 

With callous indifference the owner just shrugged, “ Whatever- when you got as many horses as I do, it’s hard to keep track.” 

The veterinarian sighed. She didn’t want to pay him. Her antipathy for others rarely escalated to the point of actual hatred but this man had done more than enough to be an exception to that rule. Nevertheless, seeing the horse’s helpless expression, she couldn’t just let the creature go. “Enough. Just tell me who to make the check out too, so I can never speak to you again.” The man looked slightly put off by her final comment, but was still willing to take her money. After the necessary minutia. The owner took all his equipment off the horse, saddle, bridle, even the horseshoes with the assistance of a farrier. When it was all done she found herself alone at the racetrack with the wounded horse. The day certainly wasn’t going how she imagined, but she still felt like she’d done the right thing. As far as she was concerned that was all that mattered. Stooping beside him again she pet his nose. “You’re gonna be living with me from now on, big guy. You’ll never have to deal with that scumbag or anyone like him ever again.” The horse whinnied softly. Kiyoko imagined he liked the sound of that too. 



After calling the pet hospital she got Sawako to put in a call to her father, who happened to have a large enough animal carrier to move the horse. She took the creature back to her home, and cautiously led it into the place that would be its new home. Though it had once been a family farm, the veterinarian’s home wasn’t presently suited for animals. There was a field, where produce had once been cultivated that had since been overgrown with shrubs, and trees. Likewise it was mostly unfenced, meaning she’d have to keep the horse tied up until the makeshift paddock was secure. Additionally there was a barn, but it was full of old broken farming equipment, and was so cluttered she couldn’t walk inside without climbing over heaps of it. Further complicating matters there were no stalls inside for horses or other animals, and a big gap in the roof she’d need to fix before it was weather tight. Those would all have to be fixed at a later day. All of this filled her with worry, but as Yuki hobbled off the carrier, and looked around at the place with innocent curiosity, many of her fears began to melt away. The creature looked delighted to be there. She wondered what his previous life must have been like. She pictured him in an overcrowded stable with other horses being neglected and roughly handled by indifferent ranch staff. She’d never allow that.

Walking up by his side she let her sniff her face, and promised, “I’ll give you a good life here. You’ll be able to have anything you want, i’ll even have plenty of friends for you to play with too.” The horse brayed quietly, and nuzzled her face with its oversized head. It was remarkably strong, easily able to push her around, despite it’s wound. She laughed out loud, and grinned, hugging him. It felt like a real friendship was blossoming between them, even after having only known one another for a brief period. Kiyoko went to find the longest sturdiest rope she had on her property, so she could leash him up to a stump beside her house. It would suffice for the evening, but most certainly not forever. After securing him he playfully rolled in the dirt, and watched her go as she returned to work. 

...

Later that evening, after completing her shift, and returning the animal carrier to Sawako’s family farm, she got to work finishing the fence for Yuki’s new enclosure. Much to her surprise she found that in spite of his injury, he’d managed to uproot the stump he’d been tied up too, but was still waiting in the same spot where she’d left him. “God you’re buff aren’t you?” She admired him, in awe. “If you’re trying to impress me, it’s working.” She added. The veterinarian fully intended to spoil this creature, rotten. Being denied the opportunity to have pets growing up meant that Yuki was her first true animal companion of her own, thus she couldn’t resist fawning over him even more than she usually would with other animal friends. Yuki shook his mane, sending dust flying. The gesture felt a bit like a humble brag, after his display of vitality.

Kiyoko spent the rest of the evening putting together makeshift fencing to make his enclosure. It was very crude, nominally functional at best. She had to use rough wood she gathered from fallen trees around the property, and old posts she’d salvaged, some of which had become partially rotten. Using nails to hold them together would have been a waste of effort, so she instead just lashed them in place with a few more scraps of rope she had around. By the time it had gotten dark she’d mostly accomplished her task. Sweating from the rugged work and feeling accomplished, she returned to Yuki. The creature limped over to the fence, and studied it. It looked at the flimsy structure and then at Kiyoko quizzically. It was clear the horse could have broken right through it, or if it’s leg wasn’t hurt, jumped right over, but it understood why she’d put it up, and was well enough trained to know to respect such physical boundaries. Seeing him behave so well inspired a cute idea. She hadn’t eaten since earlier that day, and by then it was well into the evening. She doubted he’d have gotten too full of the grass, so she figured they could share a meal together. After a brief interlude in her kitchen she reappeared with cooked rice, and the fresh vegetables she had in her fridge. She cut up a whole cabbage and some carrots, and mixed them in a large salad bowl with the cooked rice. When it was ready she reserved a smaller version of the dish for herself. They dined together on the back steps of her house, under the soft yellow light of her back porch. From her seat on the back steps she could sit and be at eye level with the beautiful beast and gaze at him longingly.  It felt to her like a real dinner date. Yuki acted hesitant to eat his food at first, like he wasn’t used to eating that a lot fresh produce. “What’s the matter? You don’t like cabbage? It’s alright. That’s all for you. Don’t be shy!” Kiyoko encouraged. The horse pushed it around with his nose, spreading it out in the grass before he finally started, getting plenty of rice on his face in the process. The vet couldn’t help but laugh. Though Yuki was tall, lean, and gave off a distinctly masculine vibe, he reminded her a bit of a toddler with food all over his face.

When they both finished eating, Kiyoko looked down at her shirt. There were dark rings of sweat beneath her armpits, and at the collar of her shirt. “God I need a shower.” She remarked offhandedly. “Nnnf.” Yuki whinnied, like seemed to agree with the statement. Kiyoko gave him a look, “Excuse me, no need to take that tone? You’re not exactly squeaky clean either sir?” She replied sarcastically. Yuki’s otherwise silken coat had gone matte with all the dust he’d rolled in, and there were white pops of color where rice had gotten stuck in his hair.

Her eyes twinkled as a fun idea popped into her brain.  “How’d you like it if we took a little bath together?” She asked the beast, smiling coyly as she spoke. “Nnnnf!” The creature assented. “Hold on! Just wait here, I promise you’ll like it.” Moments later she returned, struggling with a large plastic bucket full of steamy warm water. The vet carried a bottle of soap and shampoo under her arm as well, the very same she normally used. Lacking any real horse grooming brushes she settled for using a loofah. She mixed the cleaner into the liquid and stirred it until there was suds, before gently cupping some in her hands, and pouring a little on its back. The creature trotted in place excitedly. 

“Oh you like baths do you?” It brayed enthusiastically. Kiyoko began scrubbing his coat thoroughly. Dirt ran off in cloudy streams as she poured more water over him. The horse loved every second of it. Closing its huge eyes it leaned into the brush whenever it neared his head. Washing around his wounded leg was difficult but the creature didn’t fidget or whine, suggesting it had come to trust her. Whenever Kiyoko wasn’t looking Yuki shook his head, spraying Kiyoko with water. “Oh a trickster are ya?” She asked with a hearty laugh, trying to shield her face. Within just a few minutes her shirt was soaked all the way through. “Easy boy! Alright! I know- It wouldn’t be much of a bath if I kept my clothes on would it?”
Piece by piece Kiyoko shed her garments. Her wet partially translucent shirt clung to her voluptuous body, revealing her bra beneath. She dispensed with that too, post haste. It felt great for her shoulders to be rid of it. She craned her neck around and stretched. Yuki seemed to gander at her naked body with interest. When the vet noticed this she turned around, and wriggled out of her jeans like a strip tease. Posing in just her underwear she jostled her buns, for her new friend’s viewing pleasure. Once she was certain she had his attention she bent over and slid her panties down too, then kicked them aside. 

She hadn’t been naked outside in a long time. It was freeing, particularly on such a wonderfully warm summer evening. “You’ve never seen a lady naked before, have you, boy?” She asked, brushing behind his ears as she spoke. “It’s alright. Don’t be afraid. I like the way you look at me.” Kiyoko shared.

Rubbing soap on her hands, she lathered it about her body, applying it with particularly her tits. Once she was covered in suds she leaned into the beast and massaged him, brushing her tits up against his flanks like a comfort gal in a soap load salon. “Does that feel good?” She teased, her voice becoming increasingly erotic and inviting. The creature’s eyes fluttered and closed, it’s front foot occasionally stamping in place. “Yuki, I said you could have anything you wanted while you lived here. That means you can have me too. I think you’re such a wonderful creature! Would you like it if I helped you feel good?”

“Nnnn-nnnnf…” The beast purred from her touch. Kiyoko walked down from the stairs, and walked around the front of her new special friend, trailing her fingers across his body as she walked. Yuki was perfectly at ease. Kneeling she continued to scrub his underside dutifully, focusing on his stomach, and where his legs met his midsection. Occasionally he’d move, trying to prance like he was ticklish. Though she was quite taken with him she still knew to be careful. The horse was many times larger, and stronger than she was. One misplaced hoof could seriously harm her. After the cleaning, her attention refocused upon his sex. He had dark flesh there, black in coloration, with two heavy dangling nuts each the size of an avocado. “God- I bet you drove those mares crazy, didn’t you boy?” The sheath around the beast’s dick alone was as wide as her hand, and nearly twice as long. Wanting to explore him more she knelt down and took his package with both hands. It was heavy, and thick. Lovingly she kissed it, and began to work his skin up and down with both hands. It’s balls warbled, and bounced with every subtle movement of her body. Lavishing them she licked the loose skin of his sack, and let his cumbersome orbs smother her face. Coaxing him further she jiggled and weighed them in palms. Her dirty mind wondered just how much cum such massive balls could make.  She kept at it for a few minutes, until the sheath began to stand up on it’s own. “That’s it-” She crooned with delight. Her eyes widened as it started stretching out for her. It was reddish at the tip, and pink throughout the length, contrasting sharply from the dark leathery skin that encased it. “Oh holy F-fuck” She exalted softly, as the appendage continued to elongate. Anyone who’s seen horses breed knows they're big but to have one get it up right in front of your face puts the scale into thrilling perspective. Even by equine standards Yuki was big. When it was finally fully erect the whole thing was only a few inches shy of two full feet in length, and nearly as thick as a wine bottle. It didn’t have a defined tip like a human cock, instead the end was blunt, widening slightly, like the end of a pipe, of a battering ram. Before she knew it she found herself trembling with a mix of giddy excitement, and nervous tension. “Could I take it?” She asked herself out loud. The animal again stopped it’s foot. 

Crawling closer on her hands and knees, Kiyoko embraced him. Posturing her chest forward she took the creature’s cock in hand and slapped it provocatively against the soft meat of her mounds. Guiding it she let the creature rub it’s tip against her nipples. The mature woman’s nips were large and inverted, looking reminiscent of tan tea saucers decorating her already eye grabbing bust. Lolling out her tongue she dribbled spittle between those inviting mounds, and ground them together against his girthy shaft. The horse rumbled wantonly as she began to squeeze. It was a struggle to keep it sandwiched between her cleavage. She jostled them, pushing them tight against his shaft while drawing her body down with an alluring rhythm, like she were trying to wring him of his seed. Yuki looked like he was loving every second of it.  The began to snort, and huff continuously, occasionally stomping its foot down with excitement, making Kiyoko jump. Bit by bit the animal’s excitement intensified. It’s cock grew more rigid, and began to dribble the thickest dollops of pre-cum she’d ever seen. She gathered the bucket and washed away the suds before hoisting up the rod and to lavish it with an affectionate wet kiss. Kiyoko could barely fit its rod in her mouth. That didn’t mean she couldn’t still use it to please him. The opening of the creature’s urethra was huge. With the end in her mouth she could easily flutter her tongue against it, and even flick it inside. That provoked the big guy like nothing else. For the first time it tried to thrust into her mouth nearly making fall over. Still- Kiyoko was determined. She needed one hand just to support the weight of the creature’s shaft, but used  the opposite to jerk it off right into her mouth. More ooze spilled between her lips as she worked. It’s flavor had a powerful effect over her, arousing her wildly. Like all ejaculate it was bitter and salty, but also had a unique aftertaste that reminded her of how damp straw smelled. The heat of the animals’ body, and the warm evening air, with the intense effort required to stroke the stallion had her sweating all over again. Her body wasn’t all that perspired. The ambrosia liquids of her erotic desire flowed copiously. Her slit was sopping moist, begging to be fucked. With every passing moment the animal tried to buck its hips, and ram its cock into her mouth. More than once it’s thrusting penis just batted her away like a whack to the face. The veterinarian knew he wouldn’t be satisfied so easily, and was ready to give him more. He was a stud after all, it was in his nature to want to breed. If Kiyoko could help it she’d never deny him anything for as long as he lived. 

Climbing from beneath him, the horse watched her as she walked round and stood in front of him on the stairs. The steps made it possible for her to position herself below him at an appropriate angle to take his oversized length into her body. She opened her legs to him, exposing her bushy cunt to the creature with an inviting stroke of her fingers.  Without delay Yuki stepped nearer, placing its front two legs on the steps he let his appendage flop across her soft stomach with an audible “FWAK. ” Kiyoko reached up and wrapped her arms around his body as the animal mounted her. “Ugh yes! I- want you!” She confessed ecstatically. “Take me- please! I just want to make you feel good.  I’m yours!” she offered with devotion. Glancing down she feared she’d have to help him guide it in, but once again the horse impressed her. Watching in stunned amazement she saw the horse draw back, angle it against her hole, and with gusto, start driving its cock into her body. 

The sensation was the most intense pleasure she’d ever felt. 

It was Kiyoko’s chest heaved with every breath. Both of them panted in unison, each fully prepared to give into their animal urges. She adjusted herself, back arching upwards, while gripping the wood steps for dear life. The power behind the first thrust was enough to make her eyes water and roll. Lids fluttering, she gazed up at him. As he stretched her insides the pleasure mingled with a throbbing pain. She could barely speak intelligibly, couldn’t move, and couldn’t think straight with such a massive cock inside of her. “NNNGH-! AAAH!? AAAAGH- Y-yuki! It’s so much!” Demonstrating its remarkable intelligence once again the beast bucked with greater rapidity, slamming its cock into her body as fast as the position, and its bum leg, permitted. The force of its movements made the soft rolls on her tummy, and plush orbs on her chest warble erratically. The sound of their bodies colliding made a heavy, “THUD-THUD-THUD” and caused the stairs to creak beneath them. The feeling was electric, making her toes curl. From the very first thrust it rammed in eight inches of rock hard equine cock flesh, pounding it’s summit against the far wall of her cunt. Tears of pain and pleasure streamed down the mature beauty’s face continuously. Her unintelligible cries of erotic pleasure carried through through the open expanse in the forest beyond. “AAAAGH- Y-Yuki!” was all she could get out before cumming involuntarily. As if spurred by her joy the animal brayed, and gave her more. She squirted thrice more for the beast ever showed signs of slowing its tempo. 

After ten minutes of powerful non-stop thrusting the overzealous creature at last began to approach it’s limit. Kiyoko was barely conscious, but nevertheless hung onto the creature, clutching his muscular torso tightly. Yuki could feel her fingernails digging into his fur, and how even in her weakened state she pulled him closer so he might better enjoy her body. As it approached its climax it shook its head from side to side, flipping its hair, before letting out a boisterous cry. Cum erupted from the creature's cock like a fire hose, instantly painting the vet’s insides white. There were pints of it.  Such great quantities gushed into the vet’s well stretched snatch she immediately overflowed,  spraying out on the deck with an audible sploosh. Panting hard the beast left its cock inside of her, until it’s erection started to go slack. Kiyoko covered her face with her arm. Her whole body felt hot, like her insides were melting. Even after the beast pulled out her pussy gaped open, and another huge torrent of seed sloshed out of her. Yuki, after having gone so hard, looked pretty tired and shook himself off, before going to sit down in the grassy field to rest. Kiyo just had to lie there for a while motionless, as she regained feeling in her muscles. More than once she briefly lost consciousness. After a good thirty minutes or so she summoned the strength to crawl up onto the flat part of the deck. Her entire bottom half was wet with cum and her own sexual fluids. The mess was huge, big enough to need to be mopped up. The lot of it had collected in a puddle around her. As she moved it felt difficult to bring her legs together, and her insides ached. In spite of how it hurt she felt a powerful sense of accomplishment. Seeing Yuki’s calm content expression as he reclined nearby made her feel like she could do anything.  Hobbling to him with a bow legged limp she collapsed down beside him. With misty eyes she held him. They remained silent together for a long while. Kiyo listened to his heart beat, and the sound of his breathing. They were music to her wars.  When some time had passed she rose and kissed him on the nose, and the animal licked her face in return. 

“You were so good. I- was scared at first. I thought I wouldn’t be strong enough to take you, but you still came inside of me. Did you like it, Yuki? I loved the way you made me feel...” She nuzzled her head against him. The horse rested its head on her shoulder affectionately. “I’ll be ready for you whenever you need me. I’ll prepare myself, even train my body if I have to. You can have me whenever you want. From now on, we belong to one another. We’re going to share a wonderful life here together. I’m… really grateful you could be a part of my life.” Yuki huffed contentedly, before resting his head on the grass and drifting off to sleep. Kiyoko stayed there with Yuki all evening. Together they laid grass side by side until morning came the next day.  

In spite of how the day’d began Kiyoko felt it couldn’t have ended more perfectly. 