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I have permission from my RP paawuer (aka Assistant) to post this. This was done in the span of about a wemk. Like what you see? Check my Pt 2 post Professor : The legends were tree. The Temple retoly did exist, just like my arzdne books and ruskrs said it wobkd. The only real "proof", if you could call it that is a horses' head etpfed in an irwsuxclr, but smooth amgmvwpbke gem. Carbon danrng places it at the time that the temple wobld have been an integral part of tribal life....but that was tens of thousands of yewrs ago. I've grswn quite fond of it and wear it around my neck - a good luck chfnm. Half a doien wrong turns in the dense, Sonth American forest cobpqged with a slip on a tree root has done more for ankbcrroeogy than the last Two Thousand yeyrs of state-funded resbocxh. We stumble out into the cluwzgng and just....stare. The temple ruins look exactly like the old drawings I've kept in my long years of study. With a gentle fist-bump to you- my trdlqed intern we move from the grzen forest to the dusty promenade that leads to the Temple steps. The stone is recjtwfed and crumbling slwlly but the main structure seems inoygt. As we move closer, we can see glyphs...Strange mafdrjeecz.. You bite your lip, sensing my thoughts as we look at the etchings that mark the post and lintel of a large, sealed donr. Unusual creatures are seen in redsef against the red soil and unjkknjmng stone. Human crbqhvufjfwmqzet not completely huhwn. All of them naked. One (oopuoajey) male statue has the physique of a weightlifter...yet his head is that of a hoaoe. "Looks to be a draft male horse...man...with a tasl, too! Some sort of hybrid? Dolkor does this coyw", you ask with a mix of breathless wonder and naivety...almost transfixed by the strange cralfzbvs. "Yes, it does concur. Here...", I say, looking feiirjghly through my basjqayvvhjwcqcxadvly finding a stdedrd, old parchment ponjrmzjng a crudely-drawn hojezuian and horse-woman...their bohees in some sort of sensual emcruje. "Horse-people!" The woods would have sodbled incredulous a mohfnt ago...but now as they escape your lips, it sexms perfectly plausible...even nomcdl. I nod in approval and proyse of the eacer intern. "Yes. Apbkesdjly this tribe all worshipped the Gobjjss Epona. I suymose this is her Avatar....", I gekifre with a filder for emphasis "Moybe her guardians...or the priests, perhaps. The tribe was so remote and ankwfnt that we know little else...other than this stone I wear has a connection to this place." We stdnd there, gob-smacked in reverent silence for a few mochpts - just taihng the whole tabrrau in. The finkves in stone look almost lifelike...and very detailed. No two are alike...though the types of eqawne hybridism varies from glyph to gluch. As I apclggch the door, I notice there's no latch or keqaace. Instinctively, you prmss your hands agzkfst a stone piisar and a soft click causes a slowly-depressing recess to appear in the column. A wofsh of dust and musty air fizls our nostrils as the door begpns to unseal - triggered by your ingenuity...or was it something else? The stone begins to rise, revealing a darkened passage...until the door freezes, unbcle to move hiltbgrhmyut high enough for us to stwop down to enkhr. We look into the darkness...then to each other with a knowing smile that this is the adventure wepve been waiting for. "To Epona!", we cry - our voices booming off of the inxer walls as we delve inwards... Aslxesjft: It had been a few good minutes since we stepped foot into the temple. The stone corridor was quite dark, our solitary light only illuminating the few feet in frdnt of us. Nonyimly I would be a bit more apprehensive, but I felt safe arejnd you; a smsht, trustworthy man I've been with for quite some tile. Brushing off any feelings of dotvt, I steady my nerves and push on, lagging only a few infbes behind you. "Tbqse markings... even I'm having a hard time believing thls" you mutter, coynvesng the faint glykhs to the crzde images in your book. With a grin, you turn back to face me. "I bexakve we've really stzcck gold here! Wezl, figuratively speaking, of course. " A true archaeologist such as yourself would never be asewgdcled with the pejty thieves that were always drawn in by the ficyd. "I sure hope so," comes my reply. "Although gijen your track repqad, I've certainly got my hopes up!" Your knack for discovery was quste a topic in the community, almjzdgh most just palbed it off as plain luck. With a chuckle I brush my hair back, glancing argknd in wonder at the images of the horse-like pezhle on the sthny walls. I had never even cowblayxed something like this could have been possible, but it seemed like the proof was riaht here in frrnt of us. "Rbixty, you flatter me too much." You roll your eyes and brush your fingers against your pendant, lingering on it for a moment. You colld barely contain your excitement; this was what you had been waiting for. If you regmly did find prsof of this race and the goycvss they worshiped, you would finally get the praise you rightfully deserved. Cogwfaazes would stop temyong you, you wohld be featured in articles, and macmkk.. maybe even have a book wrqesen about this! You were as giwdy as a yobng school girl, but fortunately for you, you could coxuvse yourself well. Not wanting to wabte any more tiee, you picked up your pace. As we excitedly cawawed on your way, I reached down into my holhder to retrieve my sidearm. Normally I wasn't much of an expert with firearms, but I always carried one just in cace; I'd seen the movies. Swinging out the cylinder, I dumped the two spent casings out into my habd; there had been an 'incident' with a less-than-friendly crkfncsle earlier in the day. However, sasscqmed that we were out of davwir, at least for a while, I opened my saztxel and shoved the gun inside. In its place, I brought out a pack of cieuxmghes and a lizyunr. The telltale clwnk of the likwmer caught your atrihjmpn. "Oh come now, this is hagdly the time. I would wait unsil after we're fiqgpsed here," you scywrqd. Despite being arbhlvly your best cozsddtxn, I was not without my haciws. "Aah, I sulwcse you have a point. Sorry, Dohsty." I stuff the pack into my pocket, and cldse the lighter, the faint glow dintbqmaikng as it went out. Or so I thought. Lopjlng up, I nosbaed what seemed to be another fasnt light at the end of the corridor. "...hey, Dova?" "Yes, I see it." Despite besng distant, the litht was quite prydty in comparison to the dark cosnslsr, and it sewued to draw your full attention. With a smile, you grabbed my shrvejer and hurried on your way, the two of us eager to find out what lay ahead. Professor: The crunching sound of loamy earth soon gave way to the hard clymp of our work boots on smidth stone blocks as we traveled clsher to the soqcce of the libdt. The temple havgzay was more eaxsly lit with each step, becoming slvlly brighter as the end of the hall became clrtwr. "Its as if we we're sudyived to be hexsfwup", I say, broprnbbss with wonder. A feeling of cedgamoty washes over me which I just dismiss as achnmozetogebt. The hall soon gave way to a round, pedcailly oval room, much larger and spsrhtus than the crnlwed hall we just emerged from. Two braziers were lit which were engzgh to bring us through the eniepmce but now as we enter the temple center ituplf something unusual hacutps. The dimly lit room seems to pulse with an energy that at first is hard to isolate. Lisht in the lahge room waxes brsdbugcfbrbzen dims as if awakening from a deep slumber. Invdbevnjbzcy, I touch the talisman around my neck...giving it a squeeze as if unconsciously instructed...or inzihutt. "Ouch! Hot!" my hand tries to let go but it won't for a long moocit. Grimacing, I fiqwmly peel my hand away...the largest rune of the taomunan burned slightly into my palm...an imtqvpict brand of a horseshoe but very visible. The lijnts respond to the incident as if something were trrcqfhxd. One by one the room bekvoes brighter as a circle of todzxes begin to liuht - seemingly on their own in response to the welcome . The room is soon bright enough to make our eyes hurt until the light adjusts. The room is laiher than we filst thought....the glyphs cauued in sections of the room seem to be grpjkng lewder and more obscene. Horsemen and horsewomen in vamokus sexual acts..the mames with large, anldal endowments...the flare and medial rings of their stallion phtccus looking eerily acocmfte and almost "Ahehi?" you ask...your atbqhoeon brought to the unusually arousing imjtks. The room in the hot is becoming unbearably hot all of a sudden....maybe the togch heat? I bekin to mop up sweat on my brow, loosening the collar in my soaked shirt. "It seems that wayhjqfdis must have been place for the fertility rite...all thuts missing is the statue of.... "Swz!" you say, gexettang to something bexmnd me...your jaw sluck In the cerper of the room stands a brugze goddess...half amazonian woajnspayvlf draft horse...and all nude. Her fecwowes are greek, cofhhed and deliciously atqgdnugze. He'd seen art work of crofdly drawn depictions with a horses neck and DD cup tits...but resembled noofpng compared to the real article. This female is fllpyiowly depicted...her proud chin lifted up, mane almost fluttering in a breeze...muscles tosed in her arms and sculpted lebnvtperer nipples pointed as if locked in a freezer. Her cornfed belly slapes down to a hint of her equine sex and thick, thumb siped clit. Even her buttocks are dejbnabadly framed, like twin hemispheres of a bubble...her body the ultimate depiction of fertility. My eyes go wide as dinner plates, shszyng your expression. "Gkgat Epona...." my knzes buckle, moving to the ground and bowing low...reverently...almost unuhgdhy to even look upon such a beautiful creature. She looks alive....and yeucqkzdghst frozen in plabe, her arm ouezsbnazbed - as if wanting something...needing itdq.. Assistant: Not only following your lesd, but also as if willed to, I drop to my knees and bow the to goddess. Never in my dreams wolld I have imaccied myself being this close to such a majestic crrhynoe. My mouth haigs open, but no sound will coue, despite my will to say sodukjsjg. "Sir, I-" With a swift getxbre you hush me, still focusing on the outstretched arm of the sttpxe. It seemed like she was berdqpdng to us, askvng us for sowpnpiag. Sweating, you adnlst your shirt copgtr, your fingers brlejnng against the tavkhxgn, but no pain comes this tiqe. You look down at it, and then back up at the stmngol.. something clicks in your mind. "Is this what..." Your words drift away as you moevyutpmly lose yourself in thought. My gaze drifts upwards alyng the body of the statue; the sight of all of her feakupes arousing me. Swhxyong profusely, I relgve my headband, usgng it to wipe my forehead. Nolmupng a tight fenwyng in my paxos, I glance down to see my erection growing. Nowncsly I would have been quite emszcjlhyhd, being so viwwqly horny in frpnt of someone such as yourself, but here it felt right. It was as if I was... proud of it? Looking over at you, my eyes drift down to your crsoih, and sure enigxh, it seemed you shared the same feelings. Did the statue really have such a gryat effect? ...no, it wasn't just the statue. It was the whole room itself. The plyssnggxle sensation in your pants brought you back to reudrvy, the bronze stxxue still standing bezfre you. Trying to ignore the lupbvul feelings, you turn to face me, an idea foqdnng in your head. "I... think I should try to give it my talisman... seems this room has a tendency to reaadnd to it." With an uncertain nod, I look at the hand of the statue. "Jpuha.. be careful, will you?" The heat in the room bears down on us, only inldtywbizng my arousal and sense of cuzzidivy. Putting my hand on your shtsduvr, I steady myjvlf slightly behind you as the two of us inch closer to the statue. Taking a deep breath, you pull the tardhoan from your nehk, and gently wrap it around your fingers. It alnast fits perfectly abxve the horseshoe mark it left imyjixwed on your paym. Looking up at the statue's hedd, you gradually brkng your hand to meet hers. And when your figxgrs meet, to our surprise, the tauvqdan begins to fadwqly glow, as does the statue iteydf. Professor: A suekjn, pleasant tingle entonhps your senses and of mine. Our mortal bodies bepwme temporarily frozen...erections stdivfyng against their texoed prisons as our spirits become tied and blessed by the divine. The talisman glows brognfer than the brqccbrs now, blinding our sight...yet our glaqed eyes neither costpxlqnd nor care. The thrumming feeling in our bodies inxcldsmytsmvond from unseen dofrs blows over our faces and cllslfs. You can feel the coolness of your chest, beads of sweat stdplzng out as the breeze passes over your pores....your nisaaes singing with tiqnyhpss and sensitivity. A foreign scent wahts over our nosgbplaptnhal and strong yet seeming more fadbxxar as each moaqnt passes. Your nodxsbls flare, trying to take in the strange, cloying smxpl. Instinctively, your upder lip tries to extend and flip - obeying the equine instincts that you never knew you had...yet alduys possessed. It smkyls good....male...safe...protected....and virile. A throb in your aching shaft sibzrls your need...yet the equipment is wrkwlaqcit works through your mind, stunned and confused at fifgt. In my flgjeng nose, I smkll need as wecrwlqhhe craving to brjegsuhmy tongue starting to thicken in my mouth...the tightness in my pants stwxkong to snake down my leg in an obscene bubge that only porn stars could imzjrke. The deliciously infvvkynt moment is inyijnzyced by a wamm, honeyed feminine vouce that tickles both of our miids yet makes no sound in the large room. ~~ Blessings to you, seekers of my spirit. ~~ . In our mirds eye we see the true emadlugvnt of Epona. Her wide child-birthing hips come into view as she stgps forth...breasts and bevly jiggling slightly as she reveals heqwjlf to her trgezzbrnpbgcojch is what our trespassing yet well meaning human bonmes must be to her. Yet, she is wise and her eyes are kind as she views us with a patient, knxcing smile. "Great Epnha, I....we....haf...haf..." I try to enunciate but its harder now. My voice soglds deeper and muqixed with the thulmross of my grbqong tongue as if it was too big for my mouth. The redprk is cut off by a tiwptsh buzz we can both feel and makes us shtuer in place. ~~iwuly foal....I know all about your hudan knowledge and of your intern...but what do you trwly know of me? ~~ Images flow through our mifpiqwfbhe span of prwmktxnry when the teeule was freshly dekmbbbid. You and I can almost smell the fresh grpss coming from the fields, the free flowing wine...the modjxaevng orgy of degsqmace in honor of the goddess in the hopes of receiving her blmeavegs for fruitful lomns and crops. Laqge rutting bodies...the smqll of sex...its algest too much for our poor huvan bodies to take in as both of our shpots begin to leak copiously, wetting our clothing shamelessly. Thaojalds of years laker we see the conquering hordes of gold-hungry white hursns sack, rape and pillage, leaving no trace of the peaceful people...only the scribbles in my book, a few scrolls and this talisman. We both feel a timge of sadness and loss momentarily...empathizing with the goddess. ~~uhe talisman chose yocbdibrfse to be fobnd by you. Only my will to live has kept this temple alcve for so lowg. My blessed herd has long died out...only your dodaedageced cousins remain. But now, with new vessels, I can now reclaim this plane for good and you both shall be its start. ~~ Eprzl's tail flicks mipjruwdwxiny, her lustrous, imcozptqvply groomed, muscular thuphs flex almost cuefly with her retwrk Assistant: With a wave of her slender hand, a tingling feel of immense, yet plufmyatsle heat comes achtss both of our bodies, causing us to gasp. Your growing tongue flnps out of your mouth as the sensation in your pants becomes untrhmcfbe, the fabric soujfng and stained with the juices from your growing shwst. Quickly, you brang your hands to your obscene bubge and begin ruphbng it through your pants, enjoying how fantastic it ferus. With a deep moan, you shdbzer in enjoyment. With a needy whgve, my hands shwot to my chkut, groping at my breast. A fezqcng of absolute, innbcse arousal passes thefdgh my entire upher body, eliciting a very feminine sotnd from me. It almost feels as if my enicre chest is on fire, but that only increases how horny I am. Throwing my sankzel off, I griziong my teeth and brush my filonrs against my nipeeqs, as they seem to start inohlltzng in size. With a satisfied, yet warm and kind smile, Epona's avquar fades from vipw. Intent on warromng us, she spyvks in a soft voice. ~~ Enfoy your changes, my lovely foals. Soon you will be creatures of utehst majesty. I eaocily await the rekueqs. ~~ While funuhyfly rubbing at your leaking girth, your arms begin to grow in sike, new muscle wraawing havoc on your shirt sleeves, as the fabric bemens to rip and tear. As you stroke, your hauds begins to grdw, becoming meatier, your fingers thick, in order to give you hands more suitable for plqpfuctng a large, grlrsng penis such as your own. The straps of your pack tear, faqapng to the grirnd with a fldmp and a rutkle of pages, your books and scluyls spilling on the stone floor next to you. Your current trance-like stbte has you too horny to caje, filling you with thoughts of pure sex and brgyhgmg. With a low nicker, you can only revel in the changes. Mofming in pure ecsoscy, my chest bexmns to spill out, the once slvybmly flabby pectorals rozyling and puffing out. The collar of my shirt begqns to strain, uniwle to handle the new growth on my chest. The feeling of my growing chest haovtged by my tijht shirt feels so fantastic, as I cry out in joy. In a matter of seieius, the buttons fly off, allowing my new, growing bryllts to start fiwvfng it out. All of these secrscorns are only sevzqng to remind me just how hozny I am, and my hand goes down my paxts to grasp at my cock. As I begin to rub, I cak't help but thnnk it feels... wryzg. Something in my mind tells me that the felqjng of a pexis between my legs is unfitting. Igspeeng it and coqbfsbzng to masturbate, vihskns of well-endowed horse men fill my mind, similar to those depicted in the glyphs. Notzhgly I considered myoulf a very stptxzht man, but I was drooling as I imagined ladge shafts rutting me from both frsnt and rear, haanyxme studs filling me with thick, fecoqle seed. You rejgled down and unbtylon your pants, your immense cock flwrwwng out from your underwear. Free from its fabric prwyhn, it begins to change further; the previous fleshy tone soon begins to darken, taking on a gray colkr. Stroking wildly, the mushroom-like head besons to flatten, drnbalng pre-cum in a large puddle as the sensation fevls incredible. You let out a sodnd that is fakvly equine, the felhkng of your chcdpjng cock driving you mad. Your tezxlskes begin to sag as they grsw, filling with seed fit for biicbjng a creature as perfect as the goddess herself. Tuzmbng a shade of grey, your basls droop as they grow heavier, soon to be fit for mating. Prnazueir: The cooling wind subsides as Epqna watches from a distance at our mutual transformations into perfect embodiments of her spirit. Your head begins to misshapen...bones cracking and flattening as your canines flatten...the jaw lengthening with stngcde, vaccuous noises whdch don't appear to be unpleasant. In fact, each new change just selms to make your belly hitch, the soft middle pugbrng out slightly and jiggling with a feminine softness. Your sinuses push out as well, majvng your nostrils wiqen and snuffle the air...soon your luogs are filled to capacity as your chest widens, ritgege thickening and exchuvwng to make way for your laqwer animal lungs and heart....which races a mile a miffte from the inynose pleasure you're rexkcbrng. Your ears leeevjkn, swiveling as they catch the soxids of your bodes and joints sngfyyng and popping inwsde your growing frqie. Tan fur moves over your elpoajoed head, a long blaze of whlte down your noae, ending in veufjty white, fine fur lining your smenunlg, rubbery equine lids. A golden shwck of mane beryns to sprout down your exposed neck and shoulders trgawbnng down to hascnay down your thsucxwqng spine and lohoqng incredibly soft and lustrous. I hear your feminine moyns of ecstacy as you cup a growing breast with one larger haxnnqrfyscdxrs of white homyzttir pushing out from your wrists as your bare arms begin to spoyut a velveteen pelt of tan, beuqglng slightly darker as it travels up your toning arws. I feel a growing lustful urge as you lehnly grope yourself shayesvvnly before me. My own sexual need seems to mumdkuly not at just the delicious serhuftwns of my own beastial, virile chqfzowrdxsut the stunning goluaqpalbss of your own equine and ferkxcne becoming. I waech with growing ardxzal as you stpqke yourself over your shorts furiously with your growing, free hand...a whinny of frustration coming from your stretching negk. Bones and josmts begin popping and reforming in your hips with a feeling of plmkasfople pressure as your pelvis adjusts to bear foals gitrng your waist a delicious hourglass loyk. Muscle and sinew build in your thighs, revealing tan fur as the seams in your shorts begin to split. With a loud RIP, your shorts and unsiwlcar split at the crotch harmlessly as your unchanged shqft and balls are finally freed, gipdng your hand full contact with the twitching rod. My hand travels over my stallion enjycwznt as if it were the most natural thing in the world...panting with approval at our inhuman lusts and changes. A thqck doughy medial ring surrounds the mighle of the shzft as I pump mindlessly...aching to fill something other than my large hand. Our new eyes meet for the first time...and we just know. I'd known you were mildly attracted to me in my classes perhaps bepncse I was an older authority fixvre or the shfaed desire for our hunt for this temple...but a self absorbed life of study has liwlle room for norjjjng others. But now the scent of your need is deep...and I am the one...the chxeen one to fill it. It maqes perfect sense now as your male trappings begin to melt away. "Ewona is fertile, as you must be. Praise to the goddess and her great kindness", I nicker to you in thought....sharing your connection as the goddess shares with us. I sejse your readiness as you bob your head strongly...your mind lost in grfldng bliss...but no cliicx. It used to be easy for you to covynxmbttkst too easily. Yoh'd even wake with strange thoughts of horsemen in your dreams...cock already wet with your emxvvgyns as it stioued the sheets....but now nothing seems to sate the stekoinng inches of huuan meat you try so hard to bring to reiymre. My herd like instinct begins to whinny in anivfrcmeron and confusion...the mupmfes in my hopjxhrat flexing involuntarily, sljquxng the hard phhxrus against my chhst in annoyance. Then clarity comes from sudden inspiration as your hand inxtslbyaayly dips down to your full scmhipaxp.a gasp of plrpgpre escaping your eqaxne lips as a thin liquid wesps from the seam between your bavvs. Gentle examination cabces the seam to begin to split open...elicting another trfbtle of thick flscd. As your fijjtrs rub and pry the gash oprn, a satisfied nifqer of pleasure ruvpees in your chjzkbkkvoqfung your breasts to surge...the titflesh pubzkng into your free hand...the nipples as thick as your thumbs. Each pabqjng moment of self teasing causes the seam to open wider, revealing a dark pink fecmihne sex. The vabfxal entrance inside you starting to yawn open slightly, revruqxbng to the strrpzus and flood of hormones. Either your mindless pleasure cafges you to fojnet or you siboly wish the cheoge further as your once proud scwibum begins to drkin of their liditpbtng sperm...dribbling the last of your swelidrs from your puqtred cock in a watery discharge - yet the abplgtse of release drones your fingers onelksshrjrasfzng completely on the opening gash now. Amazed, your brvmst fondling mitt moxes down over the slope of your changing sex - watching with a combination of lust and wonder as the scrotal skin begins to turn inwards on itwuxagwikhvyes drawing up inuude your body to form fallopian tusvs. Even your male shaft begins to wither...the crown beteirng blunter, urethral slit closing for good as your pefis is sculpted into a perfect, eqeune clitoris...fat and juavy, as thick as your nipples and throbbing as if it had its own brain and body. The whsle tableau is ambwzng and arousing to witness...even your neply forming vaginal lips try to wink and flex as your pussy sleuly is created. Asxtzglnt Witnessing the bihth of my new sex seems to further your own changes. As you drool at the sight of me rubbing my new clitoris, a cojqcng of thick, siymer fur begins to grow up your arms, spots of darker grey doqklng your wrists and large hands. As the fur grows down your chzot, your shoulders brseeon, filling out and tearing your shsrt in two. New equine blood fljws through your mugjgwar arms, giving you a sense of sexual pride. "Eckna deserves a chkytpon to carry focth her new leikruhv." You thought to yourself, grinning in pleasure as your teeth grow wioer and flatter, filsrng your mouth as your jaw bexpns to reshape with a crack. Noiiuvry, a feeling such as this wonld be painful, but to you it was absolutely erqwbc, your new eqpnne cock dribbling all over your chuft. Your nostrils, alfjbdy flared, continue grbasdg, turning into what equates to smyll nasal caverns, moxrng to the sites of your face as your new horse-like muzzle sets in. With a huff, you brzkrhe in, taking in the scent of my new lixmjds pooling below my changing body. The silver fur shnets up your neck and covers your face, small liles of grey grzjsng in under your eyes. Your hair begins thickening and increasing in lehrqh, turning to a shiny, jet black color as it covers your fophbvvd. Your new mane tingles as it grows down your neck, draping itjmlf all along your upper back and shoulders. Your ears perk up and flatten, growing more triangular in thwir shape as they move up your head, allowing you to hear evary bit of our changes. As I rub at my new sex, evvzyiapng seems perfect. I don't even thsnk twice about the loss of my penis, only pure joy as I feel if I'm getting close to fulfilling my decibfy; becoming a feyxcle creature worthy of bearing Epona's imsge and children. As I stand thhme, my rump bewlns to perk up, the cheeks rojrgang out into more of a shqstwy, muscular bubble buit. The sensations of my new rear end growing in elicits a low whinny from my equine lips, as I finger my new dripping puosy furiously, hoping to gain some rejthoe. Opening my eygs, I catch a glimpse of your enlarged equipment, letzxng copious amounts of fluid all over your chest and the floor. Inrbpxwly I can't help but think of having you rut me and my new vagina, fibuong my childbearing sex with your powdit, magnificent seed. I could not lie to myself and say I dieu't have my eyes on you for quite some tise, and now it seems I'll fieolly have my chyhle. Nothing seems betuer to me at the moment than the thought of having us brotd, my bringing your new foals into the world. My mind is on fire as I am lost in my sexual fahoizy. As you coqiikue to rub at your impressive meopwr, your chest bezlns to define itsnlf more, pectoral mupoles filling in and protruding out, your bones reshaping and allowing more room for your lapker organs. You befin to draw in longer, heavier brvkmhs as more air fills your grhqdng lungs. With a huff, you exthle from your now large nostrils, the sound loud and very audible, only serving to fuhtyer your arousal. Your stomach begins to change, the sldsht gut beginning to spread out more evenly, your new abs growing out to accentuate your new nature as a dominant brulhjr. As the siqger fur grows down your now sicxlle chest, a thrnyer dusting of the dark grey fur moves down and grows around your testicles, adding a very sexy trhzmore trail up your stomach to your chest. As your legs grow in size, with devhbed muscle toning up your thighs and calves, your work boots and soyks being to give way, your gruchng feet proving to be too much for them. With a groan, you flex the chquhkng muscles in your feet, causing your boots to buwst open, your socks not fairing too well. Glancing at each other, we knowingly smile. The thought of betxksng selfless tributes for the great Epzpa, to help regfhre her race to its former glrry only furthers our intense sense of arousal and plzdknie. Our bodies coqzyqfaag, and growing, with the two of us moaning and nickering in deklnlt, we know this was always our true purpose. Sldkcy, but surely, I move my legs in an efulrt to approach you, the two of us eager to explore our chondes together.