Horse cock in the dirt

His hooves stampeded past her, a cacophony of drumbeats that surrounded her from all directions. The already disoriented woman found herself reeling from the sheet chaos of it. The only thing that interrupted it was a sudden, wet 'smack' right on the top of her upturned bottom as something thick and hard bounced down against her. Fuu didn't have to think hard to imagine what it was or to piece together the fact that the lingering sticky wetness that was now making her pert asscheeks shine was equine precum.

Just as Fuu was beginning to regain her wherewithal, the sound of hoofbeats returned, this time it was ended with four beats of final staccato punctuation: two in front of her shoulders and two alongside her long legs. His shadow loomed over her and Fuu found her breath catching in her throat as she was engulfed in the sheer size of it--the sheer size of *him.* Even just laying beneath him, Fuu could feel the heat radiating off his body and the musky smell of his sweaty fur suffused her every breath.

It was something between shock and panic that kept Fuu frozen there on the ground. She had landed on her hands and knees, her supple breasts dangling beneath her while her firm bottom pressed up in the air as though she was presenting herself, as though her body was screaming 'look at me, I am your reward for a fight well won. Now come and claim me.'

And Sharkan seemed eager to do just that,

Fuu didn't realize that the crowd had fallen silent until she felt the flared tip of his horsecock slapping down against her lower back. The sheer *weight* of it made her gasp while the image of it burned in her mind unbidden. Mottled horseflesh the length of her arm and just as thick, mottled with pink and brown. Now she could *feel* the veins she had only glimpsed earlier. As Sharkan adjusted his hips, his cock dragged along her ass and naked, pale back, and every bump and ridge of his turgid shaft grinded against her supple skin.

As he started to draw back, Fuu remained utterly frozen on the ground. It was just too big. It was impossible, a monstrous aberration. Her mind flailed in a blind panic trying to imagine what that *thing* would do to her.

But she wouldn't have to imagine long.

Sharkan's tip pressed against her bottom like a something between a lewd kiss and a hearty slap. The broad, flattened base of his cock was fatter then the entire length of her tight slit, so as he pressed gradually forward, Fuu's lower lips rubbed and grinned against hip. Her own juices spilled out to mix with the precum smeared from his tip as her body responded to the pheromonal musk filling her lungs, transforming her from a proud warrior into a obedient mare, ready to take a cock thicker than anything she had ever felt before. The grinding, churning pressure of his cock saw Fuu collapsing forward. The strength fled her arms, leaving her upper body to slump down into the dirt with her breasts squished beneath her and her shellshocked face resting one cheek against the harsh grit of the soil below.

Only her ass stayed pressed upward as her body started to betray her. For all the panic that surged through her, paralyzing Fuu in place, the wet, hot, firm feeling of his tip grinding against her felt shockingly *good*. Perhaps it was simply her body's last, fleeting defense to open itself up in preparation for what was to come, to submit in pitiful compliance in order to mitigate the damage done, but Fuu found her legs sliding slightly wider and her hips rocking with a subtle, gentle rhythm back against his own slow, powerful grinding.

With a wet, lurid slipping motion, Fuu felt both her lower lips slide apart to let him in. That first stretching feeling wasn't all that painful--not yet at least--but the way Fuu's folds gripped, wet and shining to the mottled length of his massive shaft was utterly obscene in a way that was perhaps worse than any physical pain might have been.

Here she was Fuu Teoming, chosen of the Sacred Goddess. Her weapon was broken, sure, but she hadn't even tried to find another way to fight back. Her opponent was on the brink of raping her in front of a crowd of hundreds, yet Fuu was just laying there, fucking her own hips back against him as if wordlessly begging this half-man, half-beast to rut her like a broodmare right there for everyone one to see. Her body was clearly receptive to the idea of being broken in on thick horse cock, but Fuu's mind was still reeling in a desperate effort to regain control.