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As the wolf staggers backwards, it growls and stalks back to you. As it does so, it produces a pin. It roughly grabs your horse cock and snarls, ramming the pin inside you. Now latex drains from your cock to form another puddle beneath you, some of it melding into the puddle containing your hoof. As your cock drains, it leaves a small black strip that he lets hang limply between your legs. Your once prized possession felt hollow, as it was now some sort of airless balloon.

The black latex cock dangled beneath you, looking more like a used condom. Much to your chagrin, the wolf was not yet finished with you yet. It now begins to rub your cock again, this time smoothing it and drawing it up inside you. As he rubs, you feel your manliness shrivel up and invert into you. Once it has retracted away from the wolf, it rubs the skin around it, pushing your sac into your hips as well. He uses the hole your rod came from, he massages it. This feels kinda erotic to you, and you gasp, a prisoner to the wolf's touch. In this strange pleasance, you also feel fear. The wolf grins, smelling your confusion and continues, reshaping the skin where your cock and balls used to be, into a clitoris and vagina.

Now appearing to be finished, he stands back to look at you. For your little stunt, the wolf's stallion was now a mare.

Is that all this latex predator has in store for you?