Seraphina walked toward her private lab with a spring in her step. She couldn't recall ever being this excited, for she finally had the final component for her personal project.

She rushed through the corridors of her well-furnished manor, trying to maintain some semblance of refinement despite her eagerness. Few would guess that the mage had come from humble origins.

She'd grown up in a small countryside village, toiling alongside her peers with little outlook beyond a quiet life, not that there was anything wrong with that. But one day, a powerful elven mage passed through, and for some reason, Seraphina caught his eye. The girl was sharp and had considerable raw talent, especially for a human.

He offered to take her as an apprentice, which she eagerly did, excited by the promise of learning about the arcane. The girl then trained for several years under her Master’s tutelage, from her early teens until she was an adult in her early twenties.

For Seraphina, it had been a long and crucial part of her life, which amused her long lived Master, as for him it was more like teaching a child some summer lessons.

By the time they parted ways, the woman had become a powerful spellcaster in her own right, with a particular talent for research and transmutation magic. Her services were soon in great demand, her specialty proved invaluable for complex construction projects, emergencies, and… personal changes.

For indeed transmutation magic was particularly useful for changing one’s look, but it took a really good professional like Seraphina to make any modifications stick… and also look good.

The mage had used her expertise to her benefit, modifying her appearance until she looked perfect in her own eyes. Gone was the homely country look she'd despised growing up, replaced with smooth rounded features and big expressive green eyes.

She had touched up her body too, giving herself what she considered a perfect figure… neither too tall nor too short, with perky breasts and a rear that filled out her dresses without getting in the way, and legs longer than her torso that she was quite happy to show off.

The only things she had barely changed were her curly brown hair and skin tone. Though she had used her magic to tame her curls into luscious waves that reminded people of milk chocolate, and to make her skin spotless with the gentlest of tans.

One of the last few times she has seen her Master before he drifted away into far away lands, he seemed amused by her changes, incapable of understanding her vanity. Then again, humans didn’t have the benefit of looking gorgeous for hundreds and hundreds of years like he did.

Despite her talent and beauty, crafted or otherwise, Seraphina never had much luck with relationships. She had many suitors, of course, and she had dated all kinds of men… rough bad boys, gentle romantics, warriors, scholars, humans, elves, and even some exotic species. But it didn't matter. No one could seemingly hold her interest.

She often asked herself if perhaps the issue was her, that she was looking for something they just simply couldn’t provide… but she had never been one to just give up entirely.

One day, while she was perusing some interesting ancient tomes about transmutation magic of ages past, she came across literature discussing how mages many thousand years ago had crafted some beastfolk and other chimeras. 

The subject was a bit gruesome, as the methods they used were often brutal, fusing, breaking and remolding sapient beings into whatever shapes they desired. Despite this, Seraphina found it fascinating, and her always over active brain was flooded with ideas about how she could perfect the process using modern magics, achieving something similar in a more ethical way.

One night, unable to sleep thanks to the creative storm that had started in her head, an idea emerged that completely consumed her… what if she could make herself a partner?

It was hardly a new thought, many mages through the eons had experimented with ways of creating life and perhaps making themselves an intimate partner, but it was a process that usually backfired in some way.

Seraphina, however, couldn’t stop herself from wanting to try, and for months she devoured grimoires, made tests and started putting together everything she may need for her crazy experiment.

Making a body to her licking was actually extremely easy for a talented transmuter like herself. Alchemists and mages as herself had been able to make simple homunculi for ages.

The biggest issue was rather how to make the resulting creature sapient and not either a mindless puppet or a blank slate like a newborn. Spellcasters of old had solved this by using an already sapient creature, or creatures, as base, the horrific changes inflicted on them usually leaving their minds damaged beyond what any healing magic short of a miracle could fix.

Seraphina was quite sure the reason was because they did it backwards… trying to create the body first and then supply it a mind, when it would be better if both things could be put together simultaneously so the mind and soul of the new creature was perfectly at ease on its body.

Because making a mind from scratch was incredibly difficult if not downright impossible, she had devised a workaround. Floating through the astral realm there are many minor spirits or emanations coming from living creatures. These minor spirits are usually borne of thoughts, feelings and other random snippets from the minds of those in the material realm.

Unlike a full mind, they were not sapient, but if her hypothesis was correct and she could cluster many of these tiny spirits into a materialising body that was growing in synchrony with them, then they should fuse and bloom into a fully fleshed mind. One with thoughts, feelings, wants and needs.

To execute her plan she had acquired a mind stone that she started to sleep with. With the right incantations the stone had been absorbing minor thought spirits that resonated with her own. She even had been naughty a night or two and touched herself thinking of the things she’d wish a lover would do to her…

The only thing she had been missing to put everything together, aside from general reagents and formulas that she had in abundance, was a powerful healing agent that would allow the body to grow and assume the correct healthy form while it’s mind formed.

It had been a difficult search, for regular healing spells and potions would not do the trick, the agent itself had to be healing naturally, without any modifications or outside influence. This morning, however, she found it.

One of her usual contacts for odd arcane reagents and ingredients had in stock a jar of “unicorn essence”. It was a thick viscous fluid that appeared to sparkle under direct light. Seraphina’s contact said he had bought it from an odd monster hunter in the woods that specialised in substances and essences from fae creatures.

While she had no idea how the substance had been created… It was the real deal. Some basic tests confirmed it had unnaturally powerful healing properties, potentially able to regrow missing limbs or organs.

Seraphina paid the steep price for the substance trying to hide her excitement, and she had rushed back home to put it to the test, not even bothering to change into her lab attire and still wearing one of her day dresses and small heels.

The mage stormed into her lab and locked the doors behind her. It was a large room filled with alchemical apparatuses, tables covered in arcane texts, tools and ingredients and shelves that covered every single wall but the one with the door. A series of skylights let the sun in, giving the room an almost ethereal look at this time of the day.

In the centre of the room there was a glass-like container that was slightly bigger than a man. It was covered in arcane formulas, dials, and a series of tubes allowed it to draw substances from outside.

Inside it, Seraphina had already prepared everything she needed, including the gleaming green mindstone she had been using to absorb minor spirits for months while she slept.

She carefully removed the lid before pouring the substance into one of the container’s intake tubes, and a waft of the substance’s smell tickled her nostrils.

Seraphina had already smelled it in the shop, but her reaction was the same this time, letting out a small lewd whimper. It was a powerful sweet smell that reminded her of something raw and powerful. For some reason, it had made her nipples harden and pussy tingle… which, considering her plan, might not be a bad thing.

The mage took a deep breath… Everything was finally ready. She took a long look at her notes while triple checking valves, substances, formulas and incantations. It was not likely she would have another chance in a really long time, so she wanted to be sure it worked.

Satisfied everything looked in order, she stepped toward the container once more, her hand resting on the lever that would activate the whole thing. With a growing sense of trepidation, she pulled it.

Seraphina stepped back and watched, fists clenched. The substances flowed into the man-sized container while arcane formulas and symbols glowed on the glass. As the ingredients mixed, they coalesced around the mind stone in a churning spiral.

After spinning for a few moments, the mixed substances took on a darker color, their properties infusing with each other as the spirits inside the stone sang to the mixture. 

Once the right resonance had been reached, the container poured in the healing agent, that “unicorn essence” she had acquired today.

The reaction was incredibly powerful, filling the room with bright glittering light. Tendrils emerged from the mixture, lashing toward different points in the spiral like a lattice. Within moments, the spiral had transformed into an organic sphere that pulsated with power.

It began growing into a rough humanoid shape, much to Seraphina's excitement, increasing in size more and more until it took up most of the space available inside the container. However, to the mage's concern, it continued growing. The glass-like container strained against the increased mass, its shape warping to accommodate it.

Seraphina rushed to the control lever in a panic, trying to flip it to stop the process, but to no avail. It just wouldn't budge. Angry and frustrated, she rushed to the far side of the room and flipped a table, hiding behind it just in case, yet unable to stop herself from peeking.

The container continued to strain, yet somehow expanded without breaking to accommodate the growing creature inside. It warped until it looked like a half-cracked tube. Before it could fully snap, the glittering light that had started when the unicorn essence was poured in increased in brightness until it blinded Seraphina momentarily, forcing her to hide her face behind the table. 

The churning and humming noises from the experiment grew louder and louder, mixing with the creaking strain from the container, until suddenly, with an explosive flash of light, it all came to a stop.

Seraphina carefully stood up, looking at what she feared to be the results of a failed experiment. Yet what she saw was not quite what she expected…

Standing where the container had been was an enormous humanoid figure, easily twice as tall and far heavier than her. The creature seemed to be dusting off the glassy remains of the container from his fur. As soon as he saw her, his eyes locked onto hers with a dirty smile.

When Seraphina came up with her experiment, she wasn't sure what form the creature would take. That was indeed one of the key reasons she thought it would work. The mage had hoped for a human form, or perhaps something exotic like elven looks or even some bestial traits.

But the creature that had emerged, while humanoid, was far more bestial. It was as if you had taken a powerful stallion, melted it, and poured the contents into a human mold of the same size.

Lustrous silvery-gray fur covered his body, soft and short enough to give glimpses of the powerful muscles underneath. His head resembled that of a stallion, with twitching horse ears, a snout, and deep blue eyes. Despite these traits, his face was oddly human-like, with a much shorter snout than a regular stallion's and eyes positioned forward like a human's.

Seraphina couldn’t help but to think he was really handsome.

His body was thick and stocky, though not fat, with a chest and back so wide that three Seraphinas could fit on it, if a bit cramped. The creature's limbs were as thick as Seraphina's head. His arms ended in strong, human-like hands with five fingers, while a pair of heavy, polished hooves planted him firmly on the floor.

Instead of hair like a human's, a luscious horse-like mane grew from his head and the back of his neck. It was a dirty white colour, like a lighter version of his fur. Right above his rock-hard rear, a long, fluffy horse-like tail grew, the same colour as his mane.

Finally, his nethers sported an enormous horse-like phallus that rested on testes as big as her fists. The creature’s cock was covered in cute black, silver and white spots, and Seraphina felt ashamed that she couldn’t take her eyes off it and its thick pulsating veins.

The mage clumsily stepped towards her creation, utterly entranced by him. Despite screaming inside her own head to get a grip, she couldn’t stop looking at him with a dumb look. Her nipples were so hard they were almost drilling through her dress, all while her nethers were soaked and her womb ached with such a need it was like taking a sledgehammer on her belly.

She somehow was able to raise her eyes to meet him. The creature’s size was such that she felt like an ant before a mountain, and this only contributed to her growing arousal, consuming her in such a way that she was close to drooling.

He looked at her with a sassy smile, placing one of his big hands on his hip before speaking. “Why hello there, little mare…” he said with a deep voice that somehow had a tone that sounded soft, gentle and playfully demeaning.

“Mare?!” Seraphina shouted, trying to hide her arousal behind her genuine outrage, “I am no mare! I am your creator!”

The stallion chuckled to himself, lowering his body onto one knee so he could look her closer in the eyes. “Yes… ‘creator’,” he said with a mocking tone, “and I was created to fuck and breed needy mares… like you…”

Seraphina wanted to punch him, but his words only made her screaming nethers quiver more. “Nonesense! I created you to be my perfect partner! My thoughts and desires feed the mindstone that created your mind!” she shouted, trying to stand her ground.

His playful smile straightened into a serious look and he gripped her midsection with both hands. The feeling of his firm grip stole a filthy moan from Seraphina, who trembled as he stood up while lifting her as if she weighed nothing.

“Then it seems like you didn’t quite know your own desires… little mare…” he said with a firm tone.

The mage felt as if his blue eyes were drilling through her flesh, and she couldn’t help but to squirm in his hands, her skin screaming for her dress to disappear so as to feel his flesh on hers.

“That can’t be true! I would never desire for something so…” a moan broke her words before she could finish her phrase. The stallion had lifted her short dress and gripped her bare thigh with one of his enormous hands, his thick thumb rubbing against her nethers.

Seraphina whimpered and sensually whined, unable to stop herself from grinding her soaked pussy against his thumb. The look on her face softened, unable to maintain her outrage any longer.

“Moaning like this fits you better than all that bullshit you were spewing a second ago, slut…” he said, his words digging into her flesh like daggers yet making her hornier rather than upsetting her.

“Gods…” she said, mindlessly grinding against his thumb, “why does this feel so good…”

He grinned and moved her closer to his lips, locking them on a ravenously passionate kiss. His huge slick tongue slid across all her mouth while her, in comparison, tiny one licked him as her whole body trembled. The stallion pushed his slippery muscle down her throat, Seraphina’s eyes rolling back into her skull as her mind melted from the overwhelming yet pleasant sensation.

A loud desperate moan escaped her lips as he pulled back from the kiss, licking his lips with a smirk. The mage stared at him panting with a look that was a mix of shock and lust. Her body and mind were screaming with neediness, and fighting these growing feelings felt painful and futile.

“Fine…” she said, biting her lip, “let’s do this then…”

He let out a delighted laugh, his smirk growing wider, making her feel even smaller and hornier. With a swift movement, he ripped the dress of her as if it was nothing more than wet tissue paper.

Seraphina whimpered, angry that her dress was destroyed, but happy she could finally feel his touch directly on her skin. The stallion grinned at her again, and carefully grabbed her bra and panties with two fingers, ripping them off her and exposing her naked body.

Before she could say anything, he dragged his slick tongue from her lower belly all the way to her neck, leaving the mage whimpering in his hands on the edge of climax.

“Fuck… what the hell is going on…” she asked herself out loud.

The stallion smiled, holding her in one hand while he roughly cleared a long high table of instruments and books with his other hand. He then placed Seraphina on it face up, holding her legs open by the ankles.

With a wet slap, he dropped his enormous phallus on her belly, the mage looking at it with eyes so wide they were about to pop out from her skull. His equine-looking cock was thick and cylindrical, with a tip ready to flare inside her. While she was not an expert or thinking straight, the phallus appeared to be firmer and stiffer than what a regular stallion would have.

The pulsing of his veins against her skin was driving her mad, each throb making her loins scream desperately for it to pound her, despite she knowing that it would probably kill her.

“Oh gods… why do I want it so bad… What's going on…?” she whimpered, utterly entranced by the monster on her belly and picturing it inside her.

“Because you are a horny mare in need of breeding…” he said with a smug smile, rubbing his shaft against her twitching pussy and neatly trimmed and tidy bush.

She grumbled, looking away while her body tensed. “...let’s just do this, you beast…” she mumbled at him.

The stallion raised an eyebrow and pulled back his hips, the tip of his enormous cock slipping down her slick pussy… and almost locking with her tiny back door like a pair of magnets with opposite poles.

Seraphina’s heart dropped at the sight of it, but before she could say anything he pushed with powerful thrusts, shoving the tip of his cock inside her ass.

The mage arched back, moaning, whining and convulsing as the most brutal climax of her life smashed through her body. Against all logic, her flesh had parted for his cock with wet and filthy squelching sounds.

He let out a long snort with a smug look on his face, clearly delighted by how he had reduced her to a squirming and moaning mess after just shoving his tip inside her. Before she could finish, trembling, the stallion started to gyrate his hips, stirring her ass enough to send her into another babbling mess of moans.

“Gods! It feels so good! How?! Why?!” Seraphina asked the universe while her mind melted thanks to the bliss she was experiencing, “More! Please! More!”

He shook his head at her, leaning forward while still holding her ankles tightly, folding her legs on her torso and framing her face between her cute heels. She could feel all his weight dangling above her like a mountain about to fall on her… and the mage couldn’t wait to be crushed.

“Why…?” he asked her while she whimpered for him. “You still ask yourself, why…?”

Seraphina started sobbing with a mix of confusion, desire and desperation. She covered her mouth with her hands, as if afraid to say anything, yet dying to do so.

“You don’t know what to say…?” he asked, a smirk returning to his face, “then let your stallion help you…”

He leaned forward again, his weight such that the smallest shove would impale his cock deeper inside her. “I’m going to tell you what you are, and you are going to agree, as loud as you can…”

“I will give you more of what you need only after you do…” he said, firmly, “understand?”

Seraphina nodded between sobs and whimpers.

“You are my… slut…” he said with a grin.

The mage whined, and moved her hands off her mouth with a frustrated look as if ready to complain. But just before she could, he pulled away from her, the pressure inside her relaxing.

A frantic panic took her over, this is not what she wanted, she wanted more, she needed more, she was desperate for it. “No, no, no, please no, please no, don’t pull back!” she begged him with a pleading look.

He shook his head again. “You know what to do… slut…” he said with a wicked smile.

Seraphina whimpered and bit one of her fingers, before reaching to his thick arms, still pinning her on the table, and firmly grabbing them. “I… I… I am…” she said between pants and sobs, “I am your slut!”

The moment the words escaped her mouth he thrust again, another length of his cock rearranging her insides without somehow destroying her. Seraphina arched again, filling the room with debauched moans as she was driven near climax from just this.

“See how easy it is? Good girl…” he said with a smile before lowering his face closer to hers while pinning her down.

“You… are… my… whore…” he said with a grin.

Seraphina’s sobs turned into a mad giggle and a crazy look, her eyes almost sparkling at the stallion. “Yes! I am your whore!” 

She was rewarded with another thrust and the feeling of her insides desperately wrapping around his cock. The deeper he was the happier, fuller and hornier she felt. Her body tightened and quivered so much that to the stallion it must have felt like having one of those mechanical toys vibrating on his cock.

“You are my cocksleeve…” he said, savoring the words.

“I am your cocksleeve!” she said with an eager look, only happy tears streaming from her eyes while she helped him hold her legs stretched over her and her holes exposed.

Once more he shoved more of his meat inside her, the stallion's cock almost fully vanished inside her remade insides. Seraphina couldn’t stop moaning and whining for him, her flesh and mind singing louder the more she submitted.

“YOU. ARE. MY. MARE!” he said, finally slamming the rest of his length into her, the room ringing from the wet slap of his massive balls against her skin.

Seraphina melted into another brutal climax, her body convulsing against his weight as he pinned her down. The mage’s face was a dumb grimace of delight, with her eyes blank, her mouth agape and her tongue lolling out like an animal in heat.

She could feel his throbbing deep inside her, the length of her body he had impaled delightfully tingling as it reknit itself into a tight, warm and sensitive literal cocksleeve.

The mage had no idea how this was possible, though the tingling sensation reminded her of what she had felt smelling the healing agent she had used to finish her project. Regardless, she didn’t care, this was what she needed, what she had been desperately craving.

To be a literal living fuckhole for something like him.

She smiled at him with a dumb grin, groaning and panting with bliss as he throbbed harder and louder inside her. “I’m your…” she whimpered, biting her lip as happy tears rolled down her cheeks, “I’m your mare! Your slutty whorish mare!”

“Pound me please! Fuck me so hard I break into pieces! Fill my holes until the only thing inside me is your cum!” she screamed, giving him the filthiest look she had ever given anyone. “Use your mare! Please! I need you!” 

He arched his body to lower his face against hers, pulling out from her enough for Seraphina to feel empty. But before she could complain he passionately kissed her, their tongues pressing against each other as if wanting to fuse.

Seraphina started loudly moaning like a whore, happy to see he wasn’t pulling out and just wanted to enjoy a kiss from his mare.

As their lips parted he slammed his hips again, bottoming out inside her with a dirty squelch and a slap from his testes. Seraphina arched again while dancing on the edge of orgasm, a perverted look on her face.

“This look and attitude fits you much better, slut…” he said with a grin while he stirred her insides with his cock.

She whimpered for him, all while taking in all the sensations from her remade hole. It seemed she had a lot more control over her remade insides, and she practiced by teasing him with rhythmic squeezes of his cock, almost masturbating the big stallion with her insides.

“I’m sorry… I’m a dumb slut that didn’t know what she needed…” she said feeling liberated and ravenous, “please use me… use me till I break and then keep going!”

With a proud smile, he started pounding her proper, slamming down his hips on her rear like a battering ram with every thrust. Making her melt into a happy gurgling and moaning mess as her body bulged because of the enormous phallus hollowing her out.

Seraphina grit her teeth as her eyes rolled back into their sockets, a filthy smile on her lips as each thrust made her flesh feel like it was caving into itself, melting into a warm and moldable goo.

“Now this… this makes me happy…” he said as he pushed a thumb on her lips while still pinning her down. She responded by voraciously suckling it like a cock needing milking, her green eyes two fiery orbs of pure lust staring at him.

The stallion clearly loved her reaction, biting his own lip with a dirty look while speeding up his thrusts. Every brutal slam of his hips made each cell on her body rattle, their trembling only making her hungrier for him.

As he pounded her harder and placed more weight against her, the table where he was pinning her started tilting, even its heavy weight unable to hold him. The stallion grunted and whinnied, speeding up the wood creaked below them.

Seraphina threw her head back, squeezing her own breasts with her hands as her new life snapped into place with each slam of his hips. 

After a while that felt simultaneously like an eternity and a brief moment, the stallion started to throb harder in between grunts and snorts. Seraphina clenched her insides instinctively, stealing a moan from him while lewdly pinching her nipples.

“Fill me up… please! Flood me!” she begged him with her lust filled eyes.

“Good girls…” he said, in between brutal thrusts, “get… filled!” 

The stallion let out a long and loud neigh of satisfaction as he slammed his balls against her one final time before exploding inside her like a broken pressure pipe. A torrent of cum rushed inside her remade insides, the warm and thick substance filling every inch of space it could find.

Seraphina joined his neigh with a long slutty moan as her quivering loins erupted into a savage climax even more intense than the first one she had experienced when he first penetrated her. It wracked her body and mind with such blissful waves her breathing stopped and her mind crumbled into a million shattered pieces.

The mage drooled with a blissed-out look while his lover’s cock and testes tensed up with each shot of cum, the warm lick from the feeling of his seed inside her soothing her with a happiness she had never experienced while her womb ignited with ravenous hunger.

Filled with so much cum she could swear she could taste it, Seraphina finally relaxed with a long needy moan, raising her face towards him with a big dumb smile on it. “Gods…” she said with a whine as another aftershock of her orgasm washed over her, “you’re still… filling me…” her words were not a complaint, but a delighted statement.

Her lover smiled at her, relaxing as his loins finished unloading that ungodly flood of seed inside her. “Good girls get what they need…” he said, finally releasing her sore legs and firmly grabbing her by the neck with one hand, “and you needed to be filled until every inch of your body knew you are my cumdump…”

She smiled at him, letting her sore legs bend slightly forward while grabbing the hand he was using to hold her neck. “I needed this so bad… thank you…”

He chuckled and lowered his body again to kiss her, a torrent of cum spilling from her ass just from the small amount his cock retreated outside of her flesh. “I was made for this, slut… and you were born to be my mare…”

Seraphina let out a delighted moan, looking at him with smitten eyes. “Your mare forever… I understand now, I truly understand…” she said, almost tearful because of how happy she was.

“I know, gorgeous…” he said with a wink, “you just needed a little push… or in your case a good dicking…”

She bit her lip, squeezing his cock with her insides, trying to milk every drop out of him. The stallion’s cum seemed to have seeped into her flesh, not just filling her but almost permeating her insides. It was as if everything under her skin was now stained by her stallion, the mage’s flesh not just healing any damage he could have done from his rough fucking… but slowly chaning to be a better cocksleeve for him.

Everything, but for her womb, which was so ravenous and empty it felt as if she was revolting against her, demanding she submit her pussy to him so she could be claimed, broken and remade too.

Seraphina couldn’t help but to start touching herself, sensually dripping on his cum stained cock as he enjoyed her warmth and the twitching of her remade ass. “Please fuck my pussy… please… it feels so hollow… I need you to ruin it, break it, destroy it and remake it while you smash your foals inside me…”

He smiled, staring into her desperate eyes.

“Please… I’m begging you… breed you slut… I need it… gods I need it so bad…” she pleaded more while sensually spreading her pussy lips for him.

“I don’t know, slut… it’s gonna be difficult using my cocksleeve if you are full of gestating foals…” he said, teasing her.

Seraphina bit her lip, utterly ravenous for him. “Your cock will never go unworshipped… I’ll suck it, lick it, grind my whole body against it non-stop until I satiate you…” she said right before her lips curled into a wicked smile, “and if you still need a living cocksleeve and my body is not available, I will get you as many sluts you need to fuck senseless like the living cumdumps they are…”

He caressed her lips with his thumb while smiling from ear to ear. “You finally get it…” he said with a sweet tone.

She sobbed happy tears, kissing and sucking his thumb while touching herself with his cock still throbbing in her ass. “Yes… yes… I understand… you must be spoiled, worshiped… your cum filling needy wombs until they burst…”

“It’s so beautiful…” Seraphina said while furiously masturbating while picturing all the lewd lavish attention she wished to pour over her stallion. The picture in her head overwhelmed her and she orgasmed again, her twitching body squeezing a few more drops of his cum into her insides. 

“Good girl…” he said slowly pulling her off his cock with a grunt, an insane splash of his cum and her juices staining the floor and their legs, “then I guess I can smash my foals into your womb until only my cock can breed you…”

His words made her swoon and her pussy quiver. “Please… I can’t wait much longer…” she said, still unable to stop touching herself and pinching her nipples.

The stallion carefully picked her up from the creaking table, its wooden surface ready to snap and fall apart from their savage love making. “Now then… where can I breed you?” he asked with a grin.

Seraphina swooned again, pressing her face against his chest before pointing towards a sofa on the side. “Bring us closer to that sofa, please…” she said in a hazy tone that sounded almost inebriated.

“That small thing could barely hold me, slut…” he said walking towards the old sofa, “unless you have something different in mind?”

The mage smiled and extended her hand towards the sofa, intoning some words of power. As she did, the sofa started to emit a soft glow as it warped, its legs growing in height while the cushions and the surface shifted with soft creaking noises.

After a moment of concentration, she completely transmuted the old sofa into something akin to a raised platform with a cushioned surface that dropped down on one side at an L-shaped angle.

The stallion smirked, quickly understanding what she had created, and positioned her face-down on the cushioned surface with her legs kneeling on the lower platform formed by the L-shaped section.

“A breeding platform…” he said while groping and then slapping her ass with an almost musical crack that left the imprint of his huge hand on her skin, “good thinking, slut!”

Seraphina grinned while trembling, her body still tingling from his spank. She let out a loud moan, delighted to have discovered a masochistic side to herself… turns out she could enjoy some pain… as long as he delivered it.

The mage whimpered as she sensually raised her hips, offering her exposed holes. To her surprise, her ravaged ass seemed to have reverted to her original size, even though she could feel it remained inhumanly elastic. Perhaps a side effect of her stallion’s healing cum.

Her pussy twitched invitingly, still slick, bright pink and trembling from her many orgasms. A thick trail of his cum dripped all over her lower lips from her still overflowing ass, it’s warm feeling driving her insane with lust.

Seraphina reached back with her hands and spread her pussy for him, begging for his cock with all her body. “Please… I need you… your slut needs you…” she pleaded almost drooling with lust when she called herself “slut”.

His enormous lover moved closer with a grin. The platform she had created from the old sofa left her holes exactly at cock height for him, so he just flopped his already stiff phallus on her rear before slowly dragging its tip down between her cheeks and along her lower lips, teasing her hole to make her beg once more.

“Please!” she did, almost on cue, “please put it in! I feel so empty I could die!”

He chuckled to himself, pleased with her reaction. “I don’t know, mare, not sure why I should… care to remind me what you are?” His words gave her a whole body shiver.

“A slut! Your slut!” she shouted, loving how saying those words made her heart and loins flutter, “a pathetic needy slut that desperately needs to be used, broken and bred!”

“I’m sorry for being so needy… but please, I beg you… savage my pussy, wreck my womb! Make me feel like the cumdump I am for your cock!” she said, looking back at him with her big green eyes on the verge of tears.

He impaled her with a forceful thrust, her pussy offering even less resistance to him despite how brutally his cock was stretching her insides. 

Seraphina clawed at the cushioned surface while moaning and groaning like an animal in heat. “Yes! Thank you!” she said with trembling lips, “deeper! Harder! Please!”

Delighted with her reaction the stallion grabbed her from the back of her neck with one hand, pressing her body against the cushioned surface as he pushed more and more of his dick inside her.

The mage’s body surrendered to him without complaint, her flesh stretching and wrapping around his girth while she let out muffled screams and groans of bliss. Only her cervix seemed to offer some resistance, but he smashed through it with a hit from his hips, an explosive climax overwhelming her from the feeling of her flesh succumbing to his advance.

Seraphina tensed, arched and convulsed while pinned against the cushions, the feeling of her savaged cervix knitting itself back like a tight ring around his cock driving her insane with lust. 

His girth was making her body bulge with the shape of his phallus against the soft surface he was pressing her against, making her feel even fuller and tighter than before. She wasn’t sure how she hadn’t lost her mind yet to the avalanche of inhuman sensations… perhaps she already had.

With a happy grunt and a snort, he gripped her by the hips with both hands, easing the last of his length inside her, making her womb stretch and mold itself to him. Seraphina twitched as she felt her flesh fully surrendering to him, a hungry tingle on her loins.

“Gods! You’re hollowing me out!” she screamed now that he was no longer muffling her against the cushion, “more! Please! Ruin my womb so only you can breed me!”

He obviously liked her words, and with a dirty look of determination, he slammed his hips as hard as he could against her, bottoming out with a wet slap from his heavy balls smashing against her pussy.

Seraphina’s eyes rolled back into her skull as she arched backwards. Her insides truly felt hollowed out by his dick, almost liquifying and reforming themselves like living putty. With an orgasmic tingle, she could feel her new womb embrace his massive flared tip almost like lovingly hugging him.

It vibrated with a hungry tremble, filling the mage’s head with thought of her belly filled until bursting with his foals. “Fuck… my womb… I think you made it ovulate… how?!” she said struggling to breathe between her orgasmic panting.

He laughed, slapping her other cheek and sending her into another fit of pleasant convulsions as he throbbed inside her. “Who cares slut! Just enjoy that your womb knows it’s there to be my cumdump and hold my foals!” he said in a mocking tone that only made her more lustful.

“Please! Please! Breed me! I can’t take it anymore!” she begged, bawling her eyes out as her remade pussy rhythmically squeezed his whole length.

Her lover just let out a loud neigh and started thrusting with all his might, each slam of his hips making every inch of Seraphina’s flesh quiver. The mage’s insides made filthy squelching noises as he churned them like butter.

It was just too much for her mind and her face dropped on the cushions like that of a lifeless doll, drooling while her eyes blurred and rolled back. The mage’s body continued to function like that of a well behaved fuckdoll, lovingly squeezing his cock every time he bottomed out and tensing against her platform to feel all the force from each slam of his hips.

He groaned and whined while gripping her tighter, the sight of her complete and utter submission filling him with lust and a growing sense of satisfaction. This was what he had been made for, and he was not disappointing his creator.

Seraphina’s rhythmic squeezing of his phallus got more and more intense as his throbbing grew, the mage clawing and biting the cushion between grunts. Her remade womb was begging for his seed, sending shockwaves across her body that made her feel blissful and empty in equal measure.

Clearly enjoying her needy tightness and squeezing, the stallion let out a loud whinny, lowering his torso and putting her in a headlock with one of his enormous arms. The mage grunted and drooled on his fur with happy moans as he used this position to put substantial more weight on her. Such was the force of his hip slams that only the healing properties from his cock and seed saved her from having all her bones shattered into pieces.

“Get pregnant, slut! Get pregnant!” he said almost growling to himself, “take my foals! Take them like the filthy mare you are!”

Seraphina let out a loud whine while trapped in his headlock, her green eyes shining from the feeling of his throbbing. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Breed me! Breed me! Breed meeeeeeeeeeeee” her needy shout turned into a breathless moan as her lover finally reached his climax.

The stallion exploded inside her like a breaking dam over a valley, flooding her already stretched insides with an overpowering warmth.  He held her tightly against his body while his phallus and balls throbbed and spasmed, each contraction releasing enough seed to fully paint her insides.

Seraphina’s expression warped further into an utterly mindless facade of bliss. The stallion’s cum spilling out of her hole in long thin jets as the liquid looked for any opening to escape. Her belly was so bloated she felt like a balloon against the cushions, sending tingles from her loins all the way to her head and toes.

But what was truly obliterating her mind was being able to feel his cum pressing and burning against the remade walls of her womb, which tingled and sang with euphoria from knowing there was no way she wouldn’t get knocked up from this.

A flood of images ran through her mind, showing her pictures of her body so heavy with foals she could barely walk while kneeling before him and covering his balls in lipstick marks while he used another whore like a living fleshlight.

Seraphina’s lips curled into a mad yet happy smile, her mouth trembling in between happy whimpers. “You’re perfect… you are so perfect… marry me!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, “marry me, please!”

The stallion, who was still shivering himself while enjoying the feeling of unloading his final shots inside her, slowly started to smile before breaking into a happy and amused laugh. “Marry you?!” he said between laughs, “you want me to marry you, you slutty filthy mare?”

He straightened his back without releasing his headlock, pulling her back with him. The stallion then moved his free hand under her, gently grabbing the bulge of his cock inside her and stroking it, milking every drop without taking it out.

Seraphina let out a long whorish moan from the sensation of him stroking himself through her skin, leaving her with a long dumb grin and a slacked jaw while panting. “Yes… please…” she babbled, squirming between moans as he drained his cock of every last drop inside her, “you are so perfect… please be my hubby…”

The mage looked up at him with her head tilted back against his chest, her big green eyes pleading like those of a pet begging for a treat.

He let out another deep belly laugh. “And why would I do that, slut?” he asked in a mocking tone, but one that was more playful than dismissive, teasing her humiliation fetish rather than not actually taking her seriously, “you’re already my cock obsessed mare and soon to be heavy with my foals…”

She bit her lip, playing along to his words by fondling her breasts and letting out short dirty moans. “I know… you already own me and if you wanted to just throw me in a box and only take me out to feed me your cock and use my holes like a cumdump I’d still be the happiest mare in the world…”

Seraphina’s sparkled as she trembled, his continued stroking driving her closer to climax again. “Please… I know a cumdump like me is not worth being your wife… but I beg you… please…” she said, gyrating her body in such way she was churning her own insides for him.

The stallion let out a long moan himself, biting his lip while clearly loving her movements. He released her head from the headlock and instead held her face with his hand, holding it in place so he could stare into her eyes while teasing her lips with his thumb again. Seraphina obediently started sucking his finger, giving him the filthiest look she had ever given anybody.

“Fine, slut…” he said, making her eyes shine so much they almost shot sparkles, “but on one condition…”

She looked at him while panting excitedly, only stopping sucking his thumb when he pulled it back so she could speak. “Name it! Anything!” the mage shouted.

The stallion smirked and chuckled again. “No rings or somesuch for my dumb slutty mare… I want to brand your body like cattle…” he said with a wicked grin.

Seraphina’s jaw dropped as his words, a storm of lust brewing inside her. It was so hurtful and demeaning… and she wanted it so bad. “Yes! I will make the branding iron and heat it myself! Mark my slutty body wherever you want… it’s yours to do as you please…” she said, her pussy milking him again as she dripped.

He let out a loud long laugh. “You are such a mad, dumb, whore… I love it…” he said, squeezing her bulging belly to make her groan and whine as cum escaped her overflowing body, “fine then… make me a brand to mark you with… and I will take you as my slutty wife…”

Seraphina almost squeed in delight. “Thank you! Thank you!” she said, crying tears of joy, “can I give you a ring though? Would you accept a ring from your dumb smitten mare…?”

The stallion gave her belly another big squeeze, sending her into a moaning fit as jets of cum spilled from her pussy through every small gap his cock allowed. “Sure… why not? Make it something fancy…” he said with a wink.

He then carefully pulled her off his cock, the mage happily moaning as he did so. A flood of cum and her juices splashed on the ground as he finally removed her from his cock with a dirty pop, leaving her once more shivering and whining like a needy slut.

To her surprise and delight, the stallion tenderly held her in his arms for a moment, covering her head in kisses while squeezing her against his massive chest. After enjoying her warmth and cute whimpers for a long moment, he carefully placed her on the ground.

Seraphina struggled to stand at first, wobbling like a baby deer on the floor of her lab. She was beyond giddy, however, and couldn’t stop smiling and giggling to herself as she walked around grasping at tables and bookshelves for dear life.

“Don’t take too long, I want to marry you before it gets dark so I can then use you all our wedding night…” he said with a mischievous grin.

“N-n-now?” she asked, flustered and excited.

He nodded firmly while looking at her from above, Seraphina’s nethers igniting with lust again because of how miniscule he made her feel. “Yeah, now…” he said firmly, “it’s not like we can go to a temple to get married, and so let's just make this our own sexy ceremony…”

The mage grinned from ear to ear. “Yes! You’re right!” she said, rushing as much as she could with her body happy but battered from his brutal fuckings, “I’ll work as fast as I can!”

“Chop, chop, slut,” he said, with a mocking smile that only made Seraphina’s humiliation kink hunger for more, “don’t keep your fiance and his cock waiting…”

She nodded effusively and rushed around to find what she needed. It would thankfully be an easy job for someone with as much experience as her, but still, she didn’t want to keep him waiting. Not to mention how ravenous she was…

Seraphina gathered several things, carefully plancing them near him on one of the still intact tall tables of her lab. The stallion found the sight of her rushing around the room immensely amusing, the mage’s holes still so full of his seed she kept dripping it everywhere.

“You’re living slime trails everywhere like a slug, slut…” he said with a grin.

She stopped for a moment, looking at the messy floor she was leaving behind and biting her lip as she got flustered and aroused in equal measure. “I’m… I’m sorry…” she said, continuing to work while her heart raced.

The stallion shrugged. “It’s ok, horny mares like you just leak everywhere…” he said before grabbing his cock and sensually stroking it to tease her, “you’ll just have to clean your mess later like a good little slut…”

Seraphina almost tripped, her whole body trembling. “I will… I’m sorry…” she said, fantasizing of how he’d made her clean things.

Finally, despite her wobbling legs and sexy distractions, she gathered everything she needed. With a dumb smile on her face, she grabbed a big wax mold and carefully placed it before one of his feet, trying to not fall down as her eyes drifted constantly to his enormous balls and the phallus above her.

“Can you… step… on this mold…?” she said as she lost focus and drooled looking at his nethers.

Her stallion giggled and carefully stomped his foot on the mold, leaving a perfect imprint of his big hoof. Seraphina picked it up excitedly, rushing back to the table after taking another peek at his nethers.

The mage then used her transmutation magic to create a beautiful seal with the wax using his hoof as the basis. Creating fancy emblems from difficult to work metals for rich families was something she had experience with, so in no time she had a simple yet elegant design.

Her stallion looked over her shoulder with curiosity. It was an emblem consisting of his hoof, framed inside a heart with some lovely filigree patterns around it. “Damn… you’re very talented for a slut with her brain slushing with my cum…” he said with an approving snort, “well done…”

Seraphina felt bubbly from his words. “Thank you!” she said happily before returning to work.

The mage then used a few transmutation spells to quickly melt some spare metal ingots she had, pouring the liquified metal into the wax mold without touching it, and then use a final spell to coax it into the shape of a branding iron.

Still not done, she then used another spell to further refine her work, reducing the branding iron in size until it was something more appropriate for a human size body (his hoof was almost as big as her head, after all) and filing away any impurities or mold lines.

The result was a polished and elaborate branding implementation that would have taken a blacksmith hours and hours of work. Then again, this was why her services were in high demand.

Seraphina noticed the stallion’s big hand on her head, lovingly petting her. “I am impressed, little mare… it looks expectacular…” he said, staring at her work, “maybe I shouldn’t see you work… you prefer it when I demean you like the gutter slut you are…”

The mage giggled, blushing as her heart swooned at his words. “I like both, actually…” she said, happily wiggling her hips next to him.

“A praise kink and a humiliation kink… you are definately fucked in the head, little mare…” he said giving her a wink, “don’t worry then, I’ll be sure to praise you after I use you like the living cocksleeve you are…” Seraphina’s pussy quivered as she let out a long moan. The mage clearly loved the idea.

“For this next thing… Can you… look away?” she asked, timidly.

He let out a snort with fake annoyance. “I prefer to keep my eyes on you at all times in case you do something stupid in your lust for cock, but I guess I can give you some privacy for a moment… don’t keep me waiting…” the stallion said as he turned around with a wink.

The mage bit her lip and rushed to get her next job finished. To not wait much longer, she just emptied enough materials from the box she used to hold precious metals on the table, and used a spell to brute force the materials into the shape she desired. Doing things like this was risky and exhausting, but she was too excited.

Thankfully, perhaps because of her excitement making the picture in her mind quite clear, or simply because of years of practice, she succeeded, and the materials had now turned into a huge golden engagement ring which she carefully hid under some papers with a smile.

Finally she grabbed some of the fabric on the ground and with the last energy she could devote to magic that day, she carefully fashioned it into a lovely small white veil. Seraphina tried to fix her hair as best she could before carefully putting it on with a smile.

She turned towards her stallion, blushing more than she ever had. “I’m ready…” she said in a sweet tone. The mage’s make up was ruined and runny from her tears, bruises marked her body from his rough manhandling of her, and she was still leaking so much from her holes that one could confuse her with a broken pipe.

And yet, she had never felt prettier.

Her lover’s eyes widened as he turned around, looking at her with a delighted and salacious smile. “You thought a stupid veil would be enough, slut?” he said in a mocking tone that almost made her break into tears while frantically touching herself.

The stallion lowered his head, looking straight into her eyes. “You were right… you look beautiful, you silly mare…” he said, kissing her forehead.

Seraphina whimpered and sobbed, he was too good at toying with her kinks. Before his teasing she felt beautiful… Now she felt like a goddess.

He then roughly grabbed her by the neck and the waist and sat her on the table. His size was such that even like this he still had to bend towards her, but it was better at least. “Well then, let’s brand you as my property and claim you as my wife, silly mare…”

The mage held her breath, squeezing her thighs together so hard she whimpered in pain. Aroused did not begin to describe how she felt. Since her magic was exhausted for the day, she pulled an oil burner she sometimes used to prepare potions and mixtures closer and lit it.

“I did promise I would heat the brand myself for you…” she said, holding the end of the brand over the fire as it slowly turned red.

He let out an aroused snort, his cock visibly twitching at her words and actions. She was also learning how to tickle his kinks. “You are such a good slut…” he said, savoring the words.

She bit her lip, passing him the red-hot brand and laying down on the table. “Best slut, cocksleeve… and wife….” the mage side quivering at the thought, “please… brand me as yours…”

The stallion grunted clenching his fist, insanely aroused by his mare. He grabbed a strip of thick soft leather from her workbench and shoved into her mouth, before firmly holding her down against the table. “Bite down and do not move an inch until I’m done…”

She nodded back at him, doing as told. He used his massive left hand to press her lower body straight against the table, framing her crotch between his hand and thumb, and with an excited grin he lowered the iron onto her mound. “And with this brand on your flesh… I claim you as my wife…”

Seraphina screamed in agony while biting down the leather strip, the searing heat of the brand consuming her while her flesh sizzled under it, filling the room with an odd sweet smell. Despite the horrible pain, the mage felt oddly proud, truly excited to carry his brand on her flesh like the owned mare she was.  

It was over in a moment, and with a satisfied look, the stallion lifted the brand from her flesh. He looked at the still steaming emblem on her flesh with pride, its pink rawness a living demonstration of how smitten she was with her creation.

With a grin, the stallion reached into her pussy with a couple of fingers thick as some human cocks, making her whimper and moan in surprise. She was still so full and leaky that his fingers came out coated in his cum, and the stallion lovingly spread it over her brand like a healing salve.

Seraphina arched upwards in orgasmic shock, the feeling of his cum on her burned skin so soothing it literally brought her to orgasm with a loud whorish moan. As she shivered and trembled, the stallion’s cum seemed to seep into her very flesh.

A delicate and blissful tingle buzzed on her mound, as what remaining hair she had after the branding seemed to fall off and the burnt pink lines of the emblem healed with a beautiful golden hue.

“Would you look at that, slut…” he said, looking at it with a surprised look, “seems like my cum makes pretty scars when applied on burnt skin…”

Seraphina, still panting and trembling, was finally able to look down at her crotch and was beyond delighted with the result. She was ready and horny for a common cattle brand, but thanks to the magical properties of her stallion’s cum, it now looked like an absolutely beautiful golden tattoo.

He playfully caressed it with his thumb, enjoying how much she vibrated from his touch. “Seems it’s very sensitive too, eh?” he said, teasing her until she moaned for him, “or maybe you’re just such a slut that you moan anywhere I touch you…”

The mage looked at him with a radiant smile, happy tears on her eyes while she wiggled for him while touching her breasts. “The feeling of your hands on me can make me cum no matter where you touch me… but it does feel really nice when you caress me there…”

“Good to know, slut…” he said before thinking for a moment and giving her a wicked smile, “or should I say… wife…”

Seraphina arched her body with blissful excitement, waves of delight coursing through her from his touch and his words. “Your happy cocksleeve… your slutty mare… your wife forever…” she said in tears.

He smiled at her and carefully pulled her up onto her knees on the table while passionately kissing her. The mage lovingly held his equine face as she surrendered her mouth and throat to him, letting his huge tongue taste her as he pleased while she worshipped as best she could with hers.

They finally parted lips with a moan, both struggling for breath. Seraphina looked at the stallion in the eyes with a pleading look, ready to ask for her turn. “M-m-may I… give you, your r-r-ring…?”

He let out a long happy laugh. “Yes, I do…” he said with a grin and a wink.

She let out a happy whimper. “Can I clean your cock…? I know I should use my tongue… but can I do it with some magic just this time…?”

He tilted his head looking at her with curiosity. “Well seeing as it’s your wedding day, I will make an exception slut…”

“Thank you!” she said with a little happy clap. She then concentrated, that last spell had left her totally drained, but her excitement was such that she felt she could squeeze out one simple cleaning spell.

Clearly struggling due to her overuse of magic today, she intoned a simple command and tenderly touched his cock with one finger. In a flash, all the slimy leftovers from his rough fucking of her holes was gone, leaving the phallus pristine.

Seraphina struggled not to drool looking at it, his pulsating veins and quickly stiffening flesh making her go mad with lust. “Gods your cock is beautiful…” she said as if hypnotised by it.

He grabbed his cock with one hand and used its girthy length to slap her, snapping Seraphina out of her stupor with a dirty sharp sound. “Come back to earth, slut, you still haven’t given me my ring…”

The mage held her cheek with a dirty expression, her loins ablaze from the cock slap. She tried to remain focused and picked the ring she had made for him from under the papers, its gleaming surface shining under the room's light.

“... that's beautiful, slut… such impressive work for the little time you had…” he said, surprised with her work once again, "but it's a bit big for my fingers… unless you had something else in mind…?" 

His naughty look let her know he knew what she was planning, which made the mage let out a playful giggle. As carefully and sensually as she could, she slid the snug ring on his cock, sliding it down its length with a dumb smile on her face.

The stallion let out a soft moan from the feeling of her hands and the ring sliding down his phallus, beaming her a playful smile of amusement as her head partially disappeared under his length.

Seraphina gave the ring a final push, leaving it resting tightly on the base of his shaft. She had tried her best to make it snug but not uncomfortable… though she was sure his powerful erections would snap the ring in half rather than being impeded by it.

With a radiant smile and a swoon, she nuzzled his crotch and lovingly held his huge testes, looking up at him with her green eyes shining even more than before. "And with this ring I take you as my husband…" she said, before passionately kissing his balls.

The stallion smiled at her with a look of heartfelt appreciation, Seraphina’s actions making his carefully crafted mean veneer crack for a moment and show how utterly devoted he was towards his creator in his own way.

After both lovers basked in the moment for a bit, the stallion slapped his wife with the length of his cock again, just hard enough to be rewarded with a satisfying crack and a dirty moan from her.

“Well then… my slutty wife…” he said, grinning as he savoured the words, “get to work… your husband’s cock won’t worship itself…”

Seraphina let out a loud swoon, her ravaged pussy quivering somehow still hungry for more. “Yes hubby…” she said with a smitten tone, tenderly holding his tip with her hands and sensually kissing his flaring tip.

“Hubby… I like that…” he said, rewarding her worship with a long moan and petting her head with his huge hand.

The mage hungrily kissed the slit on his cock, pushing her tiny tongue into it, the strong salty flavour of her husband making her feel happily inebriated. “Do you have a name, my love?” she asked, her bright green eyes getting blurry from his strong taste and her growing arousal, “if you like Hubby… it could be your name…”

He let out a long laugh mixed with a happy groan, holding the back of her head and pressing his tip against her lips. “You’re such a dumb slut… you would literally call me ‘husband’?” he asked with a smirk.

Seraphina whimpered, unable to answer while he pressed his dick against her lips and she desperately made out with his cock slit. The mage gave him her best pleading look, agreeing with his words and hungry to be either praised or demeaned by him.

“Your brain is truly just a cum-bubble waiting to pop…” he said, lovingly stroking her hair, “fine… it’s simple enough for a slut like you to remember… and I love how dumb and cute you sound when you say it…”

She loudly whimpered for him, tenderly nibbling the flaring ridge of his tip while her hands danced along his veins. “Thank you, Hubby…” she said, utterly enamoured with her creation.

He shot her a wink and gave her a final playful slap with his cock, stroking the base of his shaft as he rested his tip on her lips once again. “Good slut… and now, no more words until I cum, understand?”

Seraphina nodded effusively at him and with a final swoon, she took a long lick and sniff of his tip, letting his taste and smell completely shut off her mind, leaving only a ravenous feeling of hunger.

The stallion grinned as he saw his wife devolve into needy moans and groans, utterly focused on sucking, licking and nibbling his enormous girth. He thought about shoving his length down her throat, the healing qualities of his juices would have remade her mouth and throat like her other holes… but he really didn’t want to warp her pretty face and was rather enjoying how she was trying to compensate not being able to wrap her lips around him.

As her whines and filthy slurps grew louder, Hubby started stroking faster and faster, his tip getting progressively slicker from his juices and her worship. Each drop of his wetness that she lapped seemed to drive her deeper into her happy mind-addled stupor.

Seraphina’s eyes dimmed until everything behind them might as well be hollow, only a needy hunger for his cock and cum remaining. She suckled and tongue-kissed his cock slit, not letting a drop drip out as she furiously stroked as much as she could of his length with her dexterous hands.

Hubby whinnied and stomped his hoof as she worked, stroking himself faster and harder to give her what she craved. He couldn’t help shooting her a look of pride with a smirk, though his wife was too consumed by her worship to notice.

Seraphina did notice his hard throbbing, the mage massaging the ridge of his flaring cock as she desperately sucked his cock-slit, her lips desperately graving onto him almost like a lamprey.

With a loud neigh of delight, Hubby held the back of her head as he pressed his tip against her lips, stroking himself as hard as he could as his cock and balls throbbed and spasmed. A torrent of cum as impossibly savage as his previous two erupted from his phallus, overwhelming Seraphina, who let out an insane orgasmic moan that quickly got choked with the filthy wet sounds of Hubby’s seed filling everything connected to her mouth.

The mage’s loins once more were jackhammered with the feeling of a mind-shattering orgasm, triggered just from his taste and the feeling of his seed overwhelming her. Seraphina didn’t know, nor care at that very moment, how he could make her climax from just cumming in her mouth, but it wasn’t the only impossible thing to happen today… and she loved it.

Hubby smiled to himself while letting out a satisfied grunt, fixated on the dumb look his wife had on her face as his cum flooded her throat and literally dripped off her nose. The stallion adored seeing her so utterly used and satisfied, all the worries and stresses from her life melted into a gooey puddle not dissimilar to his seed. 

In spite of her inability to breathe at the moment, she diligently, and greedily, continued to swallow gulp after gulp of his load. Each drop of his cum hitting her belly like a bomb and triggering aftershocks to her orgasm, making her happily spasm between groans.

Despite her heroic attempt, her hubby’s load was too much to take, and she parted her lips from his cock with a loud gargle and cough, panting with a dumbfounded yet happy look as she stared at her husband.

The still ongoing torrent of cum showered her neck and chest, Seraphina mindlessly rubbing it all over her skin. Her hubby shook his head and firmly held her face with one hand, forcing her mouth open and tongue out while he squeezed every last drop onto her mouth.

“You look beautiful covered in my cum, slut, but it’s too much of a waste for our wedding night…” he said as he admired his own seed sliding down her throat where she happily and obediently swallowed it.

“I’m going to have you on a liquid diet of my seed until it’s the only thing you need or want to survive…” he said with a grin.

Seraphina’s eyes widened and sparkled at his words. A small part of her brain awakened just to confirm that yes, his fluids had such miraculous healing properties she could potentially be made to subsist on just his cum.

Her face shifted into the filthiest expression she ever had, nervously pinching her nipples as her stallion squeezed every last drop into her mouth. His thick seed tasted both salty and sweet, with a strong aftertaste that left her head bubbly like a good liquor, and the idea of being reduced to begging for his cum when she needed sustenance drove her insane with lust.

A trail of happy tears slid down her cheeks as she suckled the stallion until his cock dripped no more, leaving her feeling full, satisfied, and unbelievably horny.

She lovingly held his cock in her hands as she rubbed her face all over it with a gleeful and happy look on her face. Her stallion smiled back at her, triggering a childish slew of playful giggles from his dirty wife.

“You look so happy, slut…” he said, petting her messy hair once more.

Seraphina let out a long swoon. “You’ve reduced me to a living and breathing cock-sleeve and brood mare for you… and I couldn’t be happier…” she said, covering his cock in kisses, “I don’t know how my little experiment made you, or why I like this so much… but I have never felt better in my life…”

He playfully tapped her on the forehead with one of his big fingers. “That mind stone of yours gathered all your deepest held needs and desires and I drank them all as I came to be… that's how I knew you were my mare, and exactly what you needed… and what you will need.” 

The mage whined, biting her lip again with a look of lust. “Yes my beloved Hubby, yours forever…” she said, giving the tip of his cock yet another long kiss, “and I don’t know what that healing agent I used to bring you to life… but I think is what gave you that power… and allowed you to break me like I needed to be broken…”

“That?” he said with a thoughtful look, “I know what that was… it’s essence became such an intrinsic part of me that I can almost feel it calling from the beyond…” 

“...it was cum from a black unicorn…” the stallion said with a big grin.

Seraphina looked at him as a puzzle piece clicked in her mind. Black unicorns were extremely rare, even rarer than regular ones! They were so uncommon that the only reason she had heard of it is because of her deep research into odd and unusual healing agents.

Both types of unicorn were known for their healing powers, but while regular unicorns were creatures of purity, romantic love and timidity… black unicorns were avatars of pure lust, carnal need and ravenous desire. The few that had been written about always had harems of nymphs, dryads, fauns and satyrs utterly enthralled to them.

It made perfect sense… her own deep needs, his healing abilities, the lustful worship he triggered in her… Without realising she had made the perfect stallion to ravage, break and utterly own her body, mind and soul.

Seraphina let out a lustful swoon, suckling the tip of his cock again like the needy whore she had always wanted to be. Her hubby grinned back at her, clearly enjoying how she had not just succumbed to him, but happily thrown herself at his hooves.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, slut…” he said, lovingly cleaning her happy tears with a thumb, “I want you spotless so I can take you to our bedroom and use you again and again this wedding night until you pass out…”

The mage beamed a radiant smile to her husband. “Yes hubby… I want nothing more than to be used by you until I’m a mindless doll…” she said with a needy whimper.

“Should be easy enough then, you’re already a cum brained dumb whore…” he said, shoving his thumb into her mouth again and leaning closer to her ear, “and it makes me madly in love with you too…”

Seraphina sucked his thumb with the neediest and dumbest look of lustful need she could give him. The mage had truly made her perfect stallion, and she couldn’t wait to spend the rest of her life with him…

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