A vixen meets a horse


A red furred vixen is trotting through the woods to a farm where she knew a nice farmer left food out for her. She made her way through the familiar trail and up to the side of the farmer's house. As she rounded the corner she came to a small set of steps leading to a plain looking wooden door. Beside the step is a bowl of water and a plate with some of the farmer's left overs piled on it.

As the vixen happily dug in to the scraps of meat and vegetables the farmer watched her from the window just above her as he often did. The farmer watched her eat and drink some water before she headed off to explore the farm.

The farmer had often wondered what she was doing, especially since he figured that she was full and wouldn't be looking for more food. After she was far enough away that he could sneak out the door without her noticing he did so, then stealthily caught up to the little vixen. She lead him through his front yard and up to the barn. He couldn't figure out what she was after since the only things in there were some pigs and a mini stallion that he had as a pet.

The little fox trotted up to the side of the barn and quickly disappeared behind a bush that was growing against one of the barn's side walls. The farmer waited for a moment then decided to see what she was doing. When he got to the bush he parted it to find a hole that had been made from the fox presumably chewing her way through a rotted board. The farmer made a mental note to fix the hole before it got worse. He left the hole alone for now and went in the side entrance to the barn.

Inside it is pitch black and all that can be heard is the sound of the pigs grunting and snorting every now and then. As the farmer looked for the fox he heard a rustling sound followed by a snort from his mini stallion he'd named Buck. The farmer made his way through the darkness to the source of the rustling.

Standing at the gate to Buck's pen the farmer tried to make out anything he could, but could only hear Buck's hooves shuffling around as well as Buck grunting and snorting for some reason. Then an adorable "yiff" noise that sounded off in time with Buck's grunting and huffing.

The farmer, more worried about his horse than where the fox went, pulled a flashlight from his pocket and shined it into the pen only to see quite a sight. Not only is his horse fine, but Buck was on top of and balls deep in the vixen's small body.

She is certainly enjoying the rough treatment as she is doing nothing to resist the bigger male as he repeatedly huffs in her ear while filling her belly with a huge load of his spunk. Even as Buck gained a second wind and started to mate with her again she stood firm and braced herself for his heavy thrusts. His hips jerked forward and buried his cock deeper into her pussy before he pulled several inches of his shaft free only to spear the small fox again.

The farmer couldn't figure out how she was taking the fourteen inch long horse cock in her small body, but she was clearly enjoying it. She continued to make the cute "yiff" noise as the horse pumped her full of even more of his hot sticky seed. After Buck finished cumming he lets the vixen go and slowly dismounts her, his cock making a wet "schlurping" noise as the flare pulls free of her stretched vulva with a huge torrent of sticky cum flowing from her for several seconds before she is able to tighten up and stop the flow.

The farmer watches as the vixen shakes herself off before turning and giving the horse's deflating tool a thorough cleaning while it disappears back into Buck's body. She then twirls and sits to clean herself in full view of the farmer and using his flashlight to see herself better while she licks over her cum soaked fur. She takes several minutes to clean all of Buck's sperm off her butt, legs, tail, and pussy, all the while the farmer is stroking himself while he watches her.

As the farmer reaches his climax the vixen finishes cleaning herself and is kind, and brave, enough to clean him up as well. She happily licks up every drop of his cum and even suckles a bit to get the last few drops from his limp tool. Afterwards she turns and trots off as if everything that had just happened was completely normal.

The farmer sat there for a while after she left. Mostly just trying to figure out if that was all real. Looking at the massive pool of horse jizz that had leaked from her twat after Buck finished with her he thought of how full she must have been to let all that out. Then he thought about how much still remained inside her tiny body.

He felt more confused than anything else about the situation. But, in the end he shrugged it off and decided that the next time she decided to give his horse a visit that the sexy little vixen could use a fancy new doggy door where that ugly hole in the wall used to be. So he got cleaned up and went to bed, thinking of the next time she might drop by.