Futanari Horse Cock

*PHWUMP!*

Ess’ eyes crossed as her latest transformation rippled across her body. Between her prim legs a massive horse schlong had just exited from the space her thin, but inflamed lips had just been, a pair of huge testes falling to rest in the space under her legs and hanging off of her desk chairs edge heavily. She moaned wantonly as new nerves sparked into existence and ignited a trail all along her spinal column into her depraved mind.

On the screen a character in revealing plate mail sported a similar horsey accoutrement as well as the lewd expression on her feminine features. Her delicate fingers began to rub along the exposed slab of meat that was so large, so full of virile blood that it blazed like a furnace between her legs. Shocks ran through her body as feminine fingers met masculine muscle and her moans began to rise as she was assaulted by sensations that were new and oh so perverted!

She hadn’t been so sure about this new game, “Items of Power” (IOP for short). Her best friend had been talking incessantly about it for months now, showing her the videos of the closed beta footage that had been passing around. A feat which was apparently difficult to do as the only video actually available at the time was some low quality video taken from a smartphone and compressed over and over again as it was deleted and re-uploaded a hundred times (something which Ess’ friend was more than happy to pridefully pronounce to her over and over as if she had actually forgotten the last time).

The only difference that the girl had been able to tell about this new game as compared to the hundreds of other loot games was that the characters in the leaked videos looked exceedingly lewd with armor that was highly impractical and sexual proportions that looked… off. So Ess had just written off her friends excitement as being an effect of his perverted nature. Oh how right she had been.

The day of the release, and the beginning of spring break, had been interesting enough, Ess’ friend had obviously bought the game as he had seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth for that one day, just barely replying to her texts with simple replies interspersed throughout the night as she played her typical fair on a friday. While he had been obviously excited in those sparse interactions with her, Ess didn’t see anything overly odd about it. That slowly changed over the coming days.

Day by day his replies came further and further apart, becoming shorter as he was seemingly absorbed by this game. Oddly, Ess noticed that his responses also started coming back with a little more of a… flirty air to them. Maybe at some point the girl would have considered a relationship with her erstwhile best friend but they had long ago moved past any of that having come to a mutual agreement that it wasn’t for them. So it was weird to be getting innuendo that was more than just friendly banter from the man. Needless to say Ess was getting worried.

Eventually even the texts stopped and Ess started to grow worried. That is until she ran across a post on one of her social media accounts.

“Game on hoes!” the post said, with an image attached. What had grabbed Ess’ attention was the image of her shy, lanky and geeky friend. Except the man in the image didn’t look like her friend, at least not at first, what looked back at her was a hunk of muscle and strength with the jawline of a god sitting in her friend’s gaming chair at that same desk in front of the same pc. Her jaw dropped as she looked closer and closer at the image and the closer she looked the more she realized that this was actually in fact her friend just… more, well… hot.

She immediately called him, convinced that he had actually spent the last week learning to use photoshop instead of playing games. The voice that met her was deep and confident. “Hey”. Just that one word had almost a magical effect on her, making her knees feel oddly shaky and heart flutter and for a moment her voice just would not respond to her wanting to answer the mystical voice. Enough time passed between this simple, yet powerful, hello and her own response as she just croaked, that she managed to hear the sound of giggling in the back ground and a “come back Noah and fuck us! My pussy is lonely!”

This just caused Ess to grow red in the face from embarrassment, she didn’t know if it was for the impropriety of the words or for herself or for some other reason but she couldn’t take the cascade of emotions that seemed to be fighting for her attention.

“Coming!” he called, his magically deep voice subdued as he spoke away from the device. Once again she felt the effect throughout her body and this time it even seemed to focus in on the place between her thighs, causing her to fluster further. Giggles from someone who sounded as if they might confuse algebra for some form of “weird line drawings” met Ess’ ears as she ended the call, still unable to make herself be heard by what she assumed was her friend.

What had happened to her friend? Noah wasn’t the type to have girls over (with the exception of herself) and especially not to have ones like that around. “She said fuck us?” Ess wondered aloud.

Eventually she came to the conclusion that it must be the game. As far as she knew that had been when things started going wrong, when his text persona and habits had begun to switch to… whatever this was. She didn’t think the game was magical but maybe he’d found someone in-game who sold some sort of stimulant… or something...

It was a loot game, tried and true. A bit lewd in the character creator and the gear that could be equipped was always impractical in the ****, but it was fun in the endless progression and she soon found herself lost in it’s fantasy and endless loop. There were other oddities, like only being able to pick human classes in a clearly fantasy world and early level gear having almost no modifiers besides their armor or damage, but these were not unheard of in these types of games so she continued to enjoy her time. It was as she was finishing her last quest of the day that she had her first indication of the games deeper… oddities. It was an item that went in the waist slot called “Girdle of entrapment”. The thing was lewd as usual, only being a thin strip of fabric that didn’t even sit tightly around the waist but instead sat atop her characters wide hips as it’s center bit just barely covered her private bits with a thin triangle. That in combination with her other armors almost made it look like she had nothing on under the hanging bit of cloth and with the slightest breeze she’d be showing off her cooter.

That wasn’t all that weird for the game as it was full of kinky shit like that. Instead what caught Ess’ eye was the unusual stats the item had.

“Girdle of entrapment”

+5 health

+1 stamina

+1 libido

Unique: not allowed to cum while wearing

She’d mulled over the weird words as she lay in bed. What purpose would a stat like that have? As far as she knew there was no acronym for “cum” in the game and besides what dev would knowingly make an attribute that could be shortened to “cum”. Maybe it was for flavor? She scrunched her nose in confusion at that thought.

She woke the next morning no less confused about her new stats but still excited at the prospect of more gaming. She dove in with nose to the grindstone, eager to acquire more tasty loot. There was more gear with “stats” tacked on that seemed odd, all with either “libido” and “perversion” but no more of the apparently unique one she’d acquired from the night before.

As the day wore on she found that she was becoming… distracted by all of the exposed skin on her character and the others around her. She began to fantasize as she played, her hand dipping into her sweating folds on occasion to try and relieve some of the tension building. Eventually she even stopped wiping her hand of it’s wet musk, instead just letting her sticky fingers touch the keyboard and fill the air with her stench.

They were just so sexy! All those perverted bodies, moving, fighting, swaying! Rippling muscle and fatty curves all striving to cut down goblins and secure even more of the impractically seductive armor!

That was another thing, as her level rose and she was moved to higher leveled towns, she started to see characters with bigger tits and asses as well as male avatars with large and clearly defined bulges in places both clothed and not on their muscular forms. It didn’t even occur to her that her friend, Noah, looked just like some of these higher leveled individuals as she was so focused now on admiring them in a purely sexual manner.

Still she had some control over herself and continued to grind for ever increasing gains on her loot, trying to contain the rising hunger that battered at the walls of her self control. She went to bed having gained another rare piece of loot.

“Boots of seduction”

+2 movespeed

+1 perversion

+2 Thigh gap

She noticed an ever so slight separating of her avatar’s shapely thighs as the boots were equipped. The excitement at the thought of her character growing to look like some of those she’d seen made her eager to start again the next day.

Between all her gear there was a cumulative gain of +5 to libido and +3 to perversion as she went to bed.

The widening of her “gap” only made it easier for her hands to maul the opening that dripped like fire between her feminine thighs. She went late into the night, trying to desperately sate the desire to just attain release. Yet it evaded her and after several hours, tired and still with a pulsing rhythm in her flaming hole, she fell asleep.

The next day she tossed any idea of wearing clothes (her roommate rarely came in) and just openly fondled her mound as she played, whining all the while as she still was unable to get off. Every once in a while she would return to her bed and try to furiously rub one out but still her rampaging lust was not allowed to release. Her libido and perversion stats rose as she played. Through the fog Ess was barely aware that it was the game after all, she could feel the widened space between her legs, the elvish ears which pointed out from the sides of her head and the way her stomach shrank as she equipped the latest piece. The game was doing this to her, turning her into some sort of perverted skank but that was all just a voice far away, one which went unheeded as she continued to grind for sexier gear. Too focused in on the sexy sway of her avatars hips as she continued to play with her dripping cunt.

She no longer cared to stop and rub herself on the bed, she just fricked her abused nub incessently as she played, always on the brink but never able to finish as more and more of her stickiness ran along her thighs and puddled in her seat.

She equipped another item.

“Pasties of the Bovid”

+5 libido

+5 breasts

That was all it said but the reaction from Ess was not nearly as simple. She moaned, her hand a blur as her tits ballooned outwards. She needed to get off… needed to cum… to cum.

Her eyes roamed for any kind of answer even as her new breasts jiggled and bounced with her constant motions on her gasping hole. Her mind could barely comprehend the images on the screen as she moaned and gasped with the need to cum. So long she had gone without release. Had it been days? Or months? All she knew was that she needed to cum! Her free hand bounced wildly off of the mouse as she continued to pump at the deeply reddened opening between her legs. It landed on the item she’d gotten that first day, the “Girdle of Entrapment”. She hadn’t been aware back then, what this game truly was, so she had not internalized it’s meaning in the real world. Now, with four fingers inside herself and wanton moans escaping loud enough to wake the neighbors, she read and re-read the text as its meaning slowly made its way inside her head. With a manic rush for the mouse, her shaking hands steered the wobbly thing back towards it and clicked.

Blindness. That was the only way to describe it. Her body was as rigid as a pole as, unseeing, she experienced far more pleasure than any human should have to deal with. So her body shut down and she collapsed into her chair, the game still running in the background with that pesky girdle still held by her mouse cursor.

The next morning she awoke groggy and already horny. Her pussy hurt of course, but she was far past caring about something so trivial. With 15 points in libido and 10 in perversion she no longer cared about being her normal, shy self. She wanted to be sexier, to explore even more depraved transformations. A simple bit of breast growth wasn’t near enough!

So she returned to the game, never leaving her fecund chair as she continued jacking off her sore pussy, except now she could cum to her heart's content! Any time she saw a particularly seductive avatar, or equipped some new item, or even just when her avatars butt would jiggle in just the right way, she’d pump her reddened hole until she was screaming obscenities into the screen and plastering the chair below her in even more stinky fluids.

As she gained more and varied items she began to toy with her body, swapping in and out for all sorts of perverted transformations, cumming a screaming over and over as she felt her body parts and sometimes even her mental faculties be forcefully modified.

Finally, as she completed the latest of the loot ripened dungeons she hungrily read the attributes of the item.

“Half Plate Armor of Equine Stamina”

+2 strength

+4 Constitution

+15 Horse Cock

She was already mauling an enlarged tit as she clicked to equip the item. What would growing a horse cock be like? It was so perverted! So disgusting! She loved it!

Skin exploded outward where her inflamed lips had once sat, the tired and sore flesh being reknit into this mammoth fuck stick. Her hands shot to the new toy with a greedy excitement. She didn’t care that it looked disgusting, that it utterly erased any feminine sensibilities, in her eyes this monster was more beautiful than any pair of tits or a nice ass. Her heart thrummed eagerly as her hands made that long trek along its tube-like form. She loved Noah for showing her this amazing, wonderful, sexy, deviant game. That by proxy of turning himself into that hot lunk he had managed to introduce her to this new world of lewd and disgusting transformations.

As her hands blurred along that slab of fuckmeat she wondered at what other changes might happen to her innocent form and couldn't contain the excitement inside. It bubbled up in the form of her newly formed member splattering the wall behind the desk in stream after stream of her thick horse sperm. She screamed, eyes crossed, as the sticky fluid dripped down into the power strip below. Her whole setup shut down, the lights winking out as one as her pc shut off.

Dark and in the middle of the night, the only sounds from Ess’ room were those of a constant schlicking sounds and the occasional wails of a girl turned into a slut.