Breakin' The New Meat


At twenty-one years old, the stallion had been tough back in his college days, where he had blackmailed professors into giving him good grades and extorted money from his peers. After being falsely arrested for smuggling, Dave had started his jail sentence.


The old judge wanted to make an example out of the cocky stud, so he made sure that he was put in the same cell as the most violent inmate in lockup.


"Welcome to your new life," Dave thought sourly, knowing that he'd been sentenced to ten years in jail; the roan horse's former life now a distant reality.


"Can I even make it out alive?" The equine worried as he was marched down the hallway, feeling the big lion guard pushing him along.


The nasty stories he had heard as a youth flashed through his head - big, mean males taking advantage of smaller males. He had felt like a big guy outside the walls of this place. However, here he felt intimidated, and he hadn't even met any of the other convicts yet.


The guards seemed tough and scary, not that he let them see it, of course.


"Will I become someone's toy? Or maybe the strongest guy here? Hell, maybe I can even escape from this mountain of concrete and steel?" Dave wondered, his hooves echoing against the cold concrete floor below.


He stumbled into the sterile green-painted room, feeling self-conscious as his civilian clothing had been taken away from him, his sheath and nuts on full display.


"He's all yours," the lion snarled at the smirking rhino, who stood waiting as he walked in. The armoured grey male nodded and gestured dismissively to the lion. In turn, the feline grinned wickedly at the stallion.


"Have fun, colt!" the lion joked jeeringly as he closed the heavy steel door, locking Dave inside with the new guard.


"Alright, pony... bend over the table for me," the rhino ordered with a leering snort, the naked equine frowning in response. Dave looked him up and down, clenching his jaw as he didn't find any name tags, as he'd hoped, just like with the lion.


"Just who's locked up in this jail?!" Dave pondered, sweat forming on his neck as he thought about the type of convicts who had made it mandatory for guards to not wear name tags.


"What are those anonymous bastards afraid of?" Dave continued, ignoring the rhino's words.


"Come on now, everyone has to do it. And it ain't like I'm gonna enjoy doing it... talk about a shit job." He watched the guard open a jar, his big hands wearing thick latex gloves.


Dave pranced forward and slowly placed his hands onto the examination table, the breeding stallion making it known that he didn't like this full-body search thing in the least.


"Come on, we ain't got all day... bend over, pony boi," the rhino snickered, placing a hand on the stallion's shoulder to push hard, forcing Dave to bend his sleek body over at the waist, the horse's round rump jutting out for the guard's large hands to inspect.


"Move your tail out of the way... and grab your cheeks and spread them wide," the guard ordered, the larger male sounding bored.


"Fuck you!" Dave snarled as he felt the rhino kick his hooves further apart.


Dave was damned if he was going to help that bastard finger his tailhole, yet that did not deter the prison employee. The horse suddenly felt two metal prongs dig into the flesh of his neck just behind his ear.


'Crack!' Electricity surged through him, the roan's body collapsing onto the cold table.


"Uuuhuhu!" Dave moaned out, the roan gasping for breath as anon gripped his tail.


"No, pony butt. I'm gonna be the one fucking you if you don't follow my orders to the letter. I'll knock all those pretty teeth out as well."


Dave groaned again, arms meekly reaching back to pull his flesh apart.


"Heh... that's better, pony pussy. You're a quick learner after all," Anon laughed, a thick latex-covered finger poking at the tightly clenched muscles of his tailhole.


"Spread them wider and relax your hole," the rhino's gruff voice snickered, sounding excited now that the horse's doughnut was fully exposed.


The helpless roan pulled his cheeks apart further, his pucker clenching and quivering on the rhino's fingertips. A squeal escaped him as Anon pressed harder against his tight sphincter.


The horse whimpered in pain and pulled his hips forward slightly, making the big guard chuckle in amusement for a split second.


"Stand still faggot," the burly guard barked roughly, driving his digit even harder against that anal ring, Dave's tight circle giving in to the guard's rough treatment ever so slightly.


"I'm not a faggot," the younger male grunted, biting down hard on his lower lip. It hurt, and the big rhino guard knew it. The scene was highly embarrassing for the breeding stallion, who'd never had his taboo orifice invaded by another male before.


The older male didn't bother arguing the point and simply laughed derisively at the dumb horse's denial of what was happening.


Even in the county jail, where Dave had been held during the trial, they never did a complete strip and body cavity search on him. He still couldn't believe that he was going to jail for a bag of drugs that hadn't even been his.


Finally, the pressure against Dave's tailhole was too much, and the guard's thick grey finger slipped past his sphincter. The horse's eyes flew open wide, his mouth flopping open as he let out a loud squeal of surprise.


"Weeheehee!" With his lungs out of air, Dave's face contorted in shock and shame.


"Haha!" The guard drove his fingers all the way in. Dave, in turn, let out an involuntary gasp at this sudden violation, a violation every breeding male feared when going to prison.


Humiliatingly, the stallion's long equine member slipped out of its sheath, dangling semi-hard between his wide-spread thighs... Anon simply chuckled at this turn of events.


Quickly, the stallion shut his mouth, trying not to show any emotion to his molester.


"Heh, your mouth says you're not... but this big swinging hose, however... you're a sissy pony fag," the rhino teased, his fingers wiggling around inside, feeling for any hidden drugs or even weapons (which prisoners had been known to try and smuggle inside).


"Don't touch my cock!" The horse felt his nose tingle with blush, a darker red spreading on his face as weird noises softly escaped his snout.


He felt like dying right then and there. No male had ever violated him like this; no male would ever have dared try before. But he was a prisoner now... a convict.


"Shut the fuck up mare-boi... I'll touch anything I damn well please," he snickered derisively, the guard stroking Dave's trembling equine member with his other gloved hand.


The horse struggled to remain calm, telling himself that this would soon be over. However, he felt himself tremble anyway at the taunting. Anon wasn't making this easier; it wasn't that he was rough, but he was thorough, taking his time examining the roan's rectum.


And then Dave felt it, those fingertips touched something, and it was like an electrical shock raced through his whole body, ending at the tip of his member, which jerked up stiffly.


"OH GODS, Wha-" Dave screamed out in protest, his velvety anus twitching and squeezing around the invading digits. That drew more leering laughter, as the breeding horse seemingly didn't know about prostate stimulation.


"WEEHEEHEE!" Each internal touch made Dave's member tense and strain, his hips starting to involuntarily buck back and forth against Dave's wishes.


The rhino's fingers rubbed against his spot again and again. Ashamed, the roan tried to keep his reactions secret by bending over further. Yet it only made his ass thrust up farther, the older male smirkingly watching on as the other male seemingly surrendered to him.


"Likin' that, mare-boi?" Anon asked, amusement thick in his voice as he fingered the equine's magic button extra hard. The look on the frustrated equine's muzzle said it all, as Dave's snout contorted in pain at his virgin hole being unnaturally forced open.


"No! Nnnnooo..." Dave grunted between clenched teeth, even as a long string of slimy pre-cum dangled from the blunt tip of his pride.


There was a sudden ripping sensation, and then a lewd-sounding 'Slurp!' as something much bigger was forced inside of him.


"OWWW FUCK!!!" He screamed so loudly that Dave internally cursed himself, fearing that everyone in the whole prison had heard him.


"Ohoooo sure ya are," the rhino snickered lewdly, thick fingers gripping that firm sissy gland, massaging it in a slow and powerful motion. Dave was panting for breath, as Anon's other hand released his throbbing shaft.


The proud stud was unable to stop himself from squealing and whining in a manner that resembled that of a mare; as new sensations raced down his now untouched organ.


To Dave's fright, it felt so damned good; the horse knew he was going to shoot a load pretty damn quick if the rhino didn't stop. He wanted to say something, but with Anon's fingers up his ass squeezing that firm prostate, the normally very masculine and aggressive stallion felt far too passive to do so, and there was no way to escape this molestation.


So the horse decided to just try and keep his mouth shut, even though that wasn't easy as bolts of electricity were racing from his balls and up to his flared dickhead.


"If you think this feels good... I got something you'll really like." The older male guard's voice sounded smarmy and derisive. Yet, the horse's cock reacted exactly as if someone was stroking it or sucking on it, flexing and jerking frantically as more pre-cum spilled out.


"Wait... wait wha? What do you mean?" Dave moaned weakly, tears streaming down his face, even though the horse had vowed not to humiliate himself any further.


The rhino's forearm stretched his soft tailhole even wider, as the equine's thick dick tensed and jerked against the side of the examination table.


"Hahah... you know very well, pansy pony." There was a soft 'Zipping' sound, Dave grunted as he felt something stiff and hot slap his inner thighs. The breeding horse knew instantly, even before he felt that throbbing organ push up against his taint.


Immediately he wanted to resist... to fight back against what was being done to him, but remembered the guard's taser and froze.


"Hehehe... yer gunna be really popular around here," Anon laughed, the tip of his drooling prick trailing a line of slime up toward Dave's tailhole.


"Do you think I should use this special tool? Go on... ask for a... deep... DEEP... body cavity search." The convict whimpered, shaking his long narrow head frantically, NO.


"Uhuuu.. Uhuuu... Please n-" the roan moaned in feeble denial, even as those thick fingers rubbed over his quivering gland.


"Please... please," Dave begged over and over again, his pulsing equine shaft dripping more heavily onto the plain black and white chequered tile floor.


"Please don't." The horse whimpered in one last weak groan, his eyes wide and glassy as he looked back at the grinning guard. The roan muttered softly as he felt Anon's fingers being tugged out of his tailhole. A deep breathy chuckle escaped from the old rhino, as the throbbing helmet of his thick member pushed against those velvety equine gates.


'Am I really gonna be used by a big older male like some kind of whore?' The thought made the breeding male shiver in disgust, bile rising in his throat.


The laughing rhino grunted lustfully as his pulsing pride pushed inside that deliciously hot boi pussy. "Hmmph, tight," Anon groaned as he penetrated the younger male's struggling body, his larger form positioning itself nicely above the smaller male.


Dave let out an explosive gasp of pain and pleasure. The invading meat slammed against his trembling pleasure gland, the horse letting out an involuntary squeal of pleasure.


The stallion's wincing muzzle showed signs of biological excitement and pleasure behind the horror-filled eyes, so much so that the big rhino chuckled knowingly, knowing his mighty fuck pole had won the sissy horse's body over.


"Oh, sissy fag is liking that?" Anon joked, a wide and nasty grin spreading across his grey muzzle. Huge latex-clad hands gripping Dave's sleek furry hips, as the older rhino's own powerful hips pumped back and forth with vigour.


"Weehehee," the stallion whinnied, his eyes squeezing tightly shut as tears streamed down his red face. The horse feared that the older male was right, perhaps it wasn't just his body that was enjoying the sensations of being taken.


"Oh god... ohooo god," Dave sobbed. A dozen or so more strokes against his prostate and he'd cum all over the floor. Dave let out an explosive moan, the horse could feel the muscles in his balls getting ready to contract. Any second now, he would be spurting out a hefty load, Dave's mind having no control over his body's actions.


Further down the hardened walls, nearby prisoners could hear Dave's high-pitched mare-like squeals. The inmates exchanged knowing grins as the rhino guard had a reputation for abusing newbies, which was well known and much appreciated among older convicts.


"Ahahah yeah," Anon moaned in guttural pleasure as he pounded away.


This pansy bitch really was going crazy on the rhino's meat, the horse panting and moaning whorishly as his rump pushed back in frustration. The equine babbled wildly in breathless pleasure. Anon only chuckled at this, as he continued to fuck that adorable fuck hole.


"Oh, yeah, you love this... don't you, you little slut?" Anon demanded more than just asked, as he continued to ram that taut orifice with his thick pole.


"Of course you do, mare-boi. All pansy ponies love having a cock in their sweet boi-pussy," the big rhino said, giving Dave a slap on the rump as he continued to fuck him. With each thrust, his mighty prick went balls deep, and after every dozen thrusts, the speed with which the guard was fucking the horse increased very slightly.


"Uhuhuu," Dave moaned in response to the humiliating pleasure his body was receiving. The rhino smirked, loving the way that tight equine orifice felt around his aroused member, but he was equally enjoying the power he had over his little mare-boi.


The horse panted for breath like he was running a race, his soft body growing hot, the roan fur covered in frothy equine sweat. His own musk mixed with the other scents in the air, as his sleek body fought the urge to resist the rape he was enduring. A submissive part of him was trying to take in more of the guard inside him, the breeding male he'd been before utterly ashamed of the sissy side that had been created by the old guard's despicable act.


The pleasure in his loins was a burning need; he needed... no, Dave wanted to cum. Yet without stimulation to his dick, it just wasn't going to happen. Still, the feelings coming from his prostate more than hinted at the delights to be felt if he could just manage to orgasm.


"Ammm damn, you're so sexy," the grey-skinned male moaned, his hips driving as deep as he could get it into that girlish looking equine rump. The thickly muscled guard spreading the cute and feminine ass of the stallion, or better to say... of the mare.


His hard shaft throbbed in need as it pressed against the examination table, his stretched tailhole gripping and milking the invader as it rammed against his prostate, nearly crushing it.


"Yer gunna make someone a damn fine cell wife!" The rough lusty grunts of the horny rhino grew louder and more aggressive, while Dave's screams became hoarse, weak, and needy. The huge shaft within the horse throbbed powerfully, the guard's hips slamming against the smaller male painfully hard.


The wide purple helmet of Anon's dickhead ground roughly against Dave's gland, suddenly erupting long spurts of thick, warm cum inside the newly broken mare-boi, causing Dave's cute belly to swell with the hot gush of cum flowing in the horse's passive body, even as the equine whinnied out loudly once again. His tailhole clenched, milking the guard's spurting member, his body and mind eager for the older stud's potent and thick seed.


"OHOOOO... OHO GODS NOO!" Dave screamed as Anon's thick prick slammed brutally back inside his weak and shivering body.


He felt an intense shockwave rush through him as he bounced back. And then suddenly it began; First a burning sensation along the underside of his stallionhood. The equine whimpered as a strong orgasm hit him, cum dribbling weakly out of his flared tip.


It was an orgasm unlike any he'd ever experienced, a slow-motion orgasm that seemed to go on and on as the rhino beat against his sore sphincter brutally.


"Umm... Umm gods," the pansy mare-boi moaned, his spunk not spurting but oozing from the tip of his forgotten member. A slow, weak gush every time the guard punched into his clenching rut hole, the rhino fucking more and more pleasure out of his victim.


"Yer lucky day, nothing there," Anon snickered, slapping Dave on his sexy bare rear, the roan laying on the exam table, gulping for breath.


He ripped a paper towel off the wall-mounted roll, and the smirking guard rolled it up into a ball before shoving it up the horse's gaping hole.


The helpless horse grunted as he stood up on rubbery legs, frothy equine sweat pouring down his sleek chest and thighs as if he'd just taken a shower.


'Fuck... FUCK! What had just happened?' The equine couldn't help but think as the guard dumped a bundle of bright orange clothes onto the table beside him.


Anon added a pair of plain white jockey shorts as the ashamed horse stared down at the puddle of cum on the floor. The guard stripped off his latex gloves and tossed them away, joining the horse in looking at the puddle of cum.


"A real stud wouldn't have enjoyed that," the guard pointed out with a smirk, listening to the stallion's sobbing. Anon struggled to stop himself from laughing as he pointed at the holding cell door on the far side of the small examination room.


"Time to get going... Stop at each door, stand back, and do not move until the door has been unlocked, step through, and wait until the door is relocked. At all times, you will walk ahead of me. You got that, mare-boi?"


"Yes, sir," Dave muttered under his breath, feeling intensely broken at how he had reacted to what the rhino had done to him. The big rhino watched with a big leering grin, and it was that grin more than anything that made him get dressed as quickly as he possibly could.


Anon snickered as he opened the heavy door and pushed the embarrassed horse through it. Dave reluctantly walked ahead, the rhino unlocking the doors as they moved deeper into the prison, unlocking and then relocking them until they came to one of the main cell blocks.


"This is where you'll spend the next ten years, get used to it, 'cause it's now your home." He sounded amused, almost laughing at Dave, who'd thought himself too smart to get caught.


*****


It was as if time had stopped for the frightened roan; it seemed like it was never going to end. Predatory males yelled, licked their lips as he trotted by, made obscene gestures, and laughed at his nervousness. His long, slender legs started to tremble, and he fought to keep control of himself. Finally, the rhino stopped at a cell door, unlocked it, and opened the door.


"Get that sweet ass in there," the middle-aged rhino snickered, watching as the frightened horse slowly walked inside.


"Home sweet home, pony fag," Anon spoke as he locked the door and left the new convict.


The tiny room had bunk beds, a small window, and a toilet and sink. Pete was standing next to the door, the large Friesian stallion staring at the roan as he walked in. As Dave stumbled past Pete, the dark figure reached out and slapped him on the rear, grunting.


"Welcome to my cell, fresh meat. I'm gonna teach you to become a good prison girl."


"I ain't ever going to be no prison girl!" the roan horse snorted, walking past Pete and over to the sink to get a drink of water. He took out a picture of his mare, the new prisoner looking at it longingly, as he ignored his roommate.


Pete laughed at his statement and swaggered over to grab the mare picture out of Dave's hands. "Soon you will realise that you belong to me. And I am going to break you until you beg for my touch." With that, Pete ripped the picture in half and threw it on the floor.


He pushed the new inmate against the wall before he could protest about the picture and leaned in closely. "Now let's start our new relationship properly."


"What the heck-!" Dave protested but was silenced as unfamiliar lips pressed against his mouth. The breeding stallion froze in shock for a moment before shoving Pete away roughly. Dave dropped to his knees to pick up the two halves of his picture.


"Listen, you bastard, you had better leave me alone, or else."


Pete snarled in anger at the younger stallion's reaction, the Friesian towering over the small roan. He grabbed Dave by the throat and lifted him up off the floor. The new prisoner squealed in anger and fear.


"Do not disrespect me again. This is my cell, and I decide what happens here. If you want to keep your neck intact, then you'll do as I say," he snorted, releasing Dave's throat to let him fall. He sits down on the lower bunk bed and motions for the other stallion to come closer.


"Come here and show me some respect. Maybe then I won't hurt you anymore."


"Oh, it's on, you...!" Dave leaped onto the dark figure, punching and slamming hard knees into Pete savagely. He beat him so hard that Pete collapsed senseless onto the floor, the new convict in turn sat on his chest, fiercely punching him.


Pete fell unconscious, blood trickling from his slotted nostrils. After a few minutes, he started to regain consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he saw Dave sitting on top of him.


"You think you won? I will make you pay for fighting me. I will make you suffer," Pete said, attempting to grab the red newcomer, but he was still dizzy and weak from the attack.


"I will fuck YOU up," Dave snarled, smashing his fist against Pete's muzzle a few more times for good measure. He was unable to keep himself from feeling a certain amount of arousal from the beating he was giving the other male.


"How about I make you suffer... how about I just make you my prison girl!" Reaching into one of Pete's pockets, Dave found a small pair of pink panties.


"Oh, is this what you like? Alright then, put them on, sissy."


Despite the pain he felt, Pete started chuckling softly, thinking that the new convict was joking around. However, when he realised that Dave was serious, he became outraged.


"Fucker... You think that you can top me?" Pete protested, yet knew he wasn't able to fight the roan in his current state, as Dave punched him a few more times.


"Fine. Put them on me. Just remember you're not the stallion," Pete said, allowing Dave to dress him in the pink panties.


"Haha... yeah, I remember who's in charge here... Because it's me!" Dave stripped off all of Pete's clothing and fitted those tiny pink undies onto the Friesian sissy; they looked comical pulled tightly over his large frame, the red equine chuckling at the sight.


"Alright, bitch, now go walk around the cell and show off," Dave said.


As Pete stood up to walk around, he felt a mix of humiliation and an indescribable emotion. Passing by the cell door, he heard whispers from outside, adding to his shame. Anger welled up as he looked at Dave, frustrated that a smaller male had defeated him.


"You win, for now. But remember, I'll seek revenge eventually," Pete declared before settling down on the top bunk. In response to his victory, Dave claimed the lower bunk as his reward.


"Haha... yeah, your revenge will be my dick in your mouth!" Dave taunted.


Dave reconstructed the picture of his mare, lying back in his bunk to stare at her. He thought about mating with her, thinking about her hot, tight equine pussy. Dave glanced around to make sure a guard wasn't watching, and then pulled his dick out and started to stroke it.


Above him, Pete listened to the sound of that stroking, knowing that the other male was pleasuring himself, but to what he didn't know... and that pissed him off.


*****


The next day, Dave awoke early and sat on his bunk, waiting for the guards to open the prison yard while his cellmate, who was above him, slept deeply.


As he dressed, he came across the pink panties he had made Pete wear the previous day, a mischievous grin forming on the roan's muzzle.


Puzzled, the Friesian woke up to find panties on his pillow. Though the door to the yard had been open for a while, the stud preferred to sleep, as he had no urgent matters to attend to.


Even though his prison uniform was available in the closet, his underwear was nowhere to be found. With a forced smile, Pete reluctantly put on the tiny pink garment.


Dave kept a close watch on Pete as the dark equine eventually made his way to the yard. Observing the Friesian stallion interacting with other inmates in the courtyard, including a large bear prisoner, Dave scanning for any signs of trouble.


As Pete engaged with others, Dave disregarded him and proceeded to the basketball court. Unbothered by the lack of conversation directed his way, he left early, only to spot a bear conversing with Pete on his way back to his cell.


"What's up, Benny?" Pete asked nonchalantly, though he was concerned about potentially being betrayed due to what he was wearing beneath. Benny chuckled heartily, leaning in to share a private comment, inaudible to hear from Dave's position.


"Enjoying your new 'uniform,' I see," Benny teased, gesturing towards the pink panties that were slightly visible due to the ill-fitting attire.


"This is between me and my cellmate, so stay out of it!" he growled, eyes narrow in irritation.


.....


"I guess those will make a guy really popular here, huh?" Dave snickered, as he and Pete walked along towards the cafeteria to eat lunch.


"Maybe I can have my mare bring you a few of her panties when she visits. I hear you've done this to others for years, so consider it payback from them."


Still seething from the encounter with Benny, Pete struggled to control his anger, resisting the urge to lash out. "You find this amusing? Don't forget, you'll regret messing with me!"


"Shut the fuck up... or I'll beat yer ass right here. I've already beaten you once... don't make me do it in-front of everyone."


Frustrated, Pete stormed back to his cell, neglecting to join the others for lunch, his dark expression leaving no doubt about his displeasure.


Sitting back down, the roan finished his meal... thinking happily that tomorrow was visiting day. If he was lucky he could spend a few hours in the trailer rutting his mare. Oh yeah, tomorrow was going to be a good day.


In the cell shared by Dave and Pete, the Friesian was left to contemplate his revenge against the irritating roan stallion. With visiting day approaching, he schemed to ensure that Dave faced pain and suffering for challenging the existing order.


*****


Early the next morning, before visiting hours, Pete changed into his orange prison jumpsuit. The Friesian quickly went to meet with some guards, bribing them to detain Dave in the office while he visited the stallion's mare in Dave's place.


The scene that befell the large stud, was even better than he had expected. Dave's so-called girlfriend was sitting at a table with a positive pregnancy test. Rather than being there to support her boyfriend, the mare announced that she'd be ending their relationship.


Pete introduced himself as a friend of Dave's, mentioning he would arrive late for the visit but offering to stay with her. The roan mare clarified by stating that the foal she was expecting was fathered by a Palomino stallion, a coworker of hers, and so wasn't Dave's.


He pretended to be shocked, a smile creeping onto his face as her intentions to distance herself from Dave became clear. The roan's mention of pursuing a relationship with the Palomino stud after ending things with Dave was the final straw for the Friesian. Pete decided he wanted a good piece of that slutty brown rump before she'd move on.


He smoothly talked his way between the vulnerable mare's legs, taking advantage of her psychological state, as even the slightest of his moves affected her (Pete quickly grasped the reasons behind the affair).


Once he had finished giving Dave's mare a creampie, Pete went back to the office to chat with the guards. A smug expression crossed the dark stallion's face as he noticed Dave eagerly anticipating his mare's arrival.


Little did the roan know what awaited him; Pete couldn't help but snicker at the thought. When Dave was eventually permitted to visit her, he would only discover her in a state of disarray - sweaty, unconscious, already bred pussy pussy leaking cum.


Moments later, the roan was granted entry, and Pete heard the sounds of outrage echoing from his cell. Within a few minutes, Dave returned furiously, swearing and tearing the picture of his mare into shreds. Subsequently, he disposed of the torn pieces in the toilet, flushing them away before slumping down, transitioning from anger to despair.


Dave was confused and hurt, knowing only that his mare let some other inmate fuck her. He didn't know that it was his cellmate, and knew much less about his mare's actual reason for visiting, and so when Pete asked him what was wrong, Dave was at a loss.


"I... don't want to talk about it."


Smirking with self satisfaction, the still bruised and beaten Friesian took advantage of the male's vulnerability, softly wrapping an arm around his shoulders to pull him close.


"Come on now, don't be upset. Shit happens in this hell-hole we're in."


"She let some con fuck her! Knowing it was me she was supposed to be visiting," Dave sobbed, leaning against his smirking cellmate, his shoulders sagging.


"I walked in to find her..." The distraught red stallion paused, his head resting on Pete's shoulder. "Gaping pussy with some other guy's seed drooling out."


Feeling a surge of power, Pete used this opportunity to begin grooming Dave. He stroked Dave's red fur, the Friesian whispering softly into his long pointed ear.


"It's okay... Relax and let it all out."


"No... no, I'm okay," Dave weakly protested, his tone betraying his true feelings. Disregarding the stallion's protests, Pete persisted in stroking and murmuring calming words. Gradually, the red horse started to relax under the larger stallion's touch, eventually going limp in his embrace, enabling the dominant stallion to proceed with his actions.


"We had been together for five years... I married her just before I was incarcerated. We were planning to start a family; that's why she had stopped taking her birth control. How could she do this to me?" Dave whimpered, lying passively as his enemy weirdly comforted him.


"I was her stallion..."


Pete leaned in close, responding softly as he nuzzled the other male's neck. "You're my stallion now. And I'll always be here for you."


Pete continued to manipulate Dave, weaving fictional stories about himself. The trusting roan increasingly relied on Pete for comfort and support, despite the fact that the dark horse had no genuine intention of befriending the newly convicted equine.


"I just need some time alone... I don't need that bitch, right?" The wounded roan whimpered, rolling over on his bunk to face the wall, still sniffling and sobbing. Nodding sympathetically, Pete pretended to agree with his fellow inmate.


It was all working out perfectly. With everyone distracted by visiting day, he could have his way with the dejected Dave without anyone finding out.


"Try to see this as an opportunity. Now you can focus on yourself and get stronger," he reassured Dave, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction from the roan's vulnerability.


*****


The sad stud peacefully drifted off to sleep, but was suddenly awakened an hour later. Dave was surprised to find himself naked, perplexed as he couldn't recall undressing.


Seated on the edge, Pete observed Dave waking up, his gaze taking in Dave's figure with a cruel smile gracing his ugly face.


"Good morning, sleepyhead," Pete cheerfully greeted, playfully pinching one of the red horse's nipples, the little thing stiffening at his rough touch.


Dave gasped shortly but tried to brush it off. "Morning? What's so good about it?"


Chuckling, Pete leaned in closer, whispering suggestively in his ear. "Because today is Visiting Day, and we can have some fun now that everyone is preoccupied."


"I thought I was going to spend my morning with my mare," Dave mumbled weakly, still appearing disheartened as he stood up to use the restroom.


"What kinda fun can we have?"


Approaching the red stallion at the toilet, Pete grasped his hips from behind, pressing his erect self against the bare buttocks of the roan's behind.


"This kind of fun," the Friesian grunted, firmly squeezing the red horse's shapely rear.


"Oh, come on... this isn't funny, Pete," Dave moaned, trying to stifle a gag. He lacked the strength to resist, still reeling from the impact of his mare's betrayal.


Not listening to his pleas, Pete teasingly hot-dogged his throbbing erection between those furry cheeks, attempting to provoke a reaction.


Growing frustrated by the lack of response, Pete pushed the roan stud onto the bed.


"Fuck that! Today we're fucking!" With that, the large Friesian pinned the startled roan down, forcing his lips onto the passive stallion's and rubbing his hard cock against the sissy pony.


The stunned stallion writhed and fought back half-heartedly, unable to summon the rage he had shown towards the rhino or Friesian bastard the first time they'd met. After a brief passionate kiss, the dark horse withdrew.


"What the Fuck!?" Dave grunted. He cursed himself, feeling rage at having let his guard down around someone as despicable as Pete.


"I want to pump yer tight little boi-pussy." Reaching between them, the Friesian seized Dave's partially aroused member, gently stroking it. "And I think you might enjoy it too."


"There's no way. No way in hellI'm letting you stick that up my tailhole," Dave grunted and gasped for breath. " I'm a breeding stud! I'm NOT going to enjoy, enjoy... Hummm... it."


"Shut up and take it, you sissy cunt," the Friesian countered, spitting on Dave's tailhole before thrusting forward, savagely penetrating Dave's already torn sphincter.


"WEEHEEHEE!" Dave whinnied. Bucking and struggling... trying to fight back now that it was too late. The bigger stallion punched him senseless... only to fuck him back awake.


Grabbing Dave's throat tightly, Pete laughed loudly and then growled into his pointed equine ear. "We're stallion and mare now, you little sissy bitch..."


Thrusting harder and faster, he pounded Dave mercilessly, showing no concern for his little mare's well-being as his long erection reached deeper than the rhino ever had.


The Friesian whispered into his ear, while chewing roughly on his furry earlobe. "This is just the way I fucked that mare of yours... without the punching of course."


"She was in heat... a real eager slut, put my foal in her belly... I'm sure. Just imagine that, little sissy." Pete kept edging, mixing truth and lies as he continued to hurt the roan.


"Imagine she's begging for it, screaming your name... while I'm pumping her full of my cum. Not just once or twice... three times in that hour they allowed for conjugal visits."


His voice was low and seductive as he continually rutted that sexy tailhole. Powerful hips pounding into the squealing male relentlessly.


"You fucking bastard!" the roan whimpered in disgust, unable to keep the images out of his mind: Pete driving his meat into Mara, the pretty mare screaming and moaning.


"That bitch gunna have a Friesian baby," Pete growled threateningly, eyes locked onto Dave's, as tears streamed down the roan's cheeks.


"She'll have a beautiful Friesian foal; I'll be his daddy as well as yours," Pete joked as his thrusts quickened, becoming wilder and more erratic as he reached his peak. The lies he was spouting broke Dave, and the roan wouldn't discover the truth until the foal was born.


The red sissy equine squealed in anguish as Pete gripped his long neck, compelling Dave to place his mouth over his own shaft. Pete forced Dave to swallow a fresh load of roan semen while he continued pounding his rear end, observing intently.


Pete bellowed in pleasure as he released himself deep inside the passive stallion, filling the hot, tight hole with thick, sticky horse semen as Dave whimpered and moaned.


"Take it, mare-boi! Take daddies cream and gulp down your own worthless spunk."


Pete collapsed on top of the helpless male, panting heavily as he watched Dave gulp down the last of his roan load. They lay together panting and moaning in the bliss of afterglow.


Gently, Pete ran his thick fingers through Dave's mane, smiling down at the subdued male.


"You did well, baby. Now you understand what it's like to be a mare." The stud tenderly kissed Dave on the forehead, then withdrew and stood up.


Dave lay there, utterly shocked and paralyzed by what had happened. He contemplated Pete's actions: not only had he violated him, but he had also defiled his mare, possibly impregnating her pretty belly with a bastard foal.


Dave initially thought Pete was a joke, the red stallion had even defeated and humiliated the dark horse. In the end, it appeared that Pete had emerged victorious though.


Pete laughed, patting Dave's flank, while the roan laid still in shock and humiliation. "Things will be a little different between us from now on."


As the days went by, Pete persistently manipulated Dave, bending him to satisfy his own whims and requirements. The roan had been utterly shattered, and the older horse ensured he remained in that state. Pete wielded his newfound power to dominate Dave in every aspect, never allowing him a moment of peace in their shared cell.


Eventually, Dave stopped fighting back, and accepted his place at the bottom of the pecking order. Pete was his master now, and Dave knew it... he was just a mare. Over time, their relationship grew progressively darker and more twisted, leaving Dave trapped in a nightmare under the unyielding control of the Friesian.


*****


Pete swaggered over to the sink, grabbed a towel, and began cleaning his sweaty body off. "Now that we've got that out of the way," the older male said, glancing back at Dave.


"It's time for our little show." The seasoned convict pointed towards the window, motioning for the submissive roan to get dressed.


"What show...?" Dave groaned, spitting out his limp cock and slowly rising to his hooves to peer out the small barred window that overlooked the courtyard.


"Our little performance for the other inmates, little mare," Pete cruelly laughed, handing Dave a pair of tiny pink panties to put onto his naked body.


"Get dressed and prepare for your debut... as my personal sissy little mare-boi slut," the larger horse announced, leering at Dave, the smaller equine shaking ever slightly.


"No... No way! I'm not doing that," Dave started to protest as Pete swaggered over, meeting the broken stallion's eyes, the resistance behind them weak and not sincere.


Slowly, the red horse accepted the panties, Dave struggling to cover himself as he struggled to fit his sheath and balls into them. "I'm just doing this so we can be even."


Pete wickedly grinned at that lie as he ran his three-fingered hands over Dave's furry body. He pinched those brown nipples and roughly squeezed his wide, shapely buttocks.


"Oh, we're far from even, mare-boi." Pulling him close, he kissed Dave passionately before pushing the horse towards the cell door.


"But don't worry, I'll give you plenty of chances to earn your freedom," Pete said, winking playfully as he strolled along behind Dave, staring openly at the rump he'd claimed.


"What freedom... I'll be in this prison for ten years," Dave protested, the sound of the other inmates taunting the roan heard from all around him as he walked.


"Hey, heard Pete banged your wife... looks like now you're his wife," a grinning wolf teased as Dave walked past him, the red horse in turn blushing hard.


"I'm not his wife!" Dave barked back, trying to ignore all the staring. The roan stallion felt so humiliated and betrayed, images of his wife growing fat with a bastard foal filling his mind.


Chuckling darkly, the Friesian pated his mare-boi on the shoulder. "That's right, boys. This little mare here belongs to me now."


Nudging Dave forward, Pete grinned maliciously as the other inmate pointed and laughed at Dave. "Why don't you show them what a good little sissy mare you are?"


"Wha... what do you want me to do?" Dave mumbled weakly, as the inmates shouted out naughty ideas; 'Suck a dick... Dance mare-boi... Lick my tailhole.. jerk off for us'.


Rolling his eyes, the Friesian stallion pushed Dave out into the middle of the common room floor. "Just dance for them, sissy fag. Show everyone how well you can shake that ass."


Pete smiled cruelly, watching as the roan began to dance, his movements exaggerated. His rump wiggled and swayed weirdly as he pranced about like a fool. The inmates were getting excited and a few of the cops went over to talk to Pete about renting that red behind.


Watching with satisfaction, Pete nodded at each request. "For a price, anything is possible."


Turning back to Dave, Pete whispered into his pointed ear, "Remember, you're my mare now. I'll take whatever I want whenever I want it... And if I decide to sell that sissy rear or those full, soft sissy lips, I keep the money." Pete squeezed Dave's plush equine buttocks once more before allowing Dave to proceed with his performance.


"But... but Pete." Dave protested weakly, gasping and grunting from the dancing... prancing like a show pony as they watched the crowd clap and hoot. Soon his thick cock was pushing itself out, dangling out of those panties and down his legs.


Laughing derisively, the Friesian pulled Dave close again. "You wanted to play dress up and put on a show using me, now it's time to give the convicts what they want... using you!" Pete snickered, yanking down the girly panties, exposing Dave's meat fully to the cheering crowd.


Dave tensed as the inmates began to voice their dissatisfaction. "A big cock like that doesn't suit a sissy! You have to get that mare-boi on hormones and shrink it down, Pete!" A hefty hog snorted, striking the shaft so forcefully that Dave staggered


Growling menacingly, Pete grabbed the offending commentator by his fat throat and pulled the short prey fur closer. "Don't you ever smack my property again."


He threw the hog across the room, before returning his attention to Dave, the guards close by stiffening slightly at the scene. "Now, let's finish this show. On your knees, mare-boi!"


"Wait? Here!" the red sissy whimpered in horror, scanning the room to look at the grinning inmates, reluctant to be observed sucking cock in front of them. Pete seized him, and pushed him onto his knees, clasping his wide equine dick to pry his mouth open.


The grinning stud sheathed his cock in that tight throat, his hefty balls resting on that soft chin as Pete looked around at the watching inmates proudly.


"See that... I taught him how to do that." He slowly thrust his hips, the stallion savouring the sensation of that warm, eager mouth enveloping his member.


As he looked down into Dave's eyes, he saw fear and submission mixing. "Good girl," Pete murmured, running his thick fingers through Dave's brown mane.


"You're learning quickly." With a final thrust, the stud released himself into the roan's throat, holding himself in place until he was done. Dave swallowed repeatedly, consuming every last bit of the thick, potent semen, as he noticed inmates laughing and pointing at him.


A tear welled up in his eyes as the roan had gone from strong breeding stud... to sissy cock sucking mare-boi. Pete wiped his thick cock clean on the red stallion's handsome muzzle, and stepped back to adjust himself.


"Clean yourself up, sissy mare. We have an audience to entertain." Giving Dave a rough nudge, Pete directed him back to his position on all fours.


"And don't forget to wag that tail for them." The red equine's once proud head drooped, his mouth dripping heavily with thick, musky, and masculine cum.


The Friesian stallion motioned for the crowd to come closer. Dave wiggled about, shaking his round ass appealingly towards the approaching danger.


Grabbing hold of Dave's flowing tail, Pete yanked it hard, causing the roan to cry out in pain. "Keep moving, bitch. Don't disappoint me or your new friends here." The Friesian continued to spank that swaying ass, as Dave made sure to keep the crowd entertained on all fours.


"Yes, my stallion," Dave answered, bucking and whinnying, swinging that pretty, round rump while shaking his hefty equine cock and balls.


The Friesian felt his excitement growing, and decided that it was time for the grand finale. "Alright, sissy slit. Show them how much you love cock."


Pete shoved his throbbing member between Dave's legs, positioning it against his velvety entrance. "Take it like a good little slut." Dave looked back, eyes bulging out of his head.


The watching inmates shouted encouragement, as Dave begrudgingly impaled himself.


Thrusting deep into Dave, the larger stallion revelled in the feeling surrounding his throbbing cock. With each movement, Pete felt his cock rub up against that firm prostate gland. Driving the roan sissy wild, Dave's long and brown dick leaking pre-cum onto the floor.


"Fuck yeah, take it!" Pete roared, pounding harder and faster into his cock loving mare-boi.


Dave tried to grip the floor, as those brutal thrusts pounded him across it. His own member dragged along the tiles, leaving a trail of slimy pre-cum.


Dave's mind begged for it to stop, but his moaning made the room burst into wild laughter and cheers, as the inmates watched Pete make the red stallion into a total slut.


Gripping those shapely hips tightly, Pete continued to fuck mercilessly until they reached climax togeyher. He came deep inside, filling Dave with virile seed, Pete pulled out and collapsed, panting heavily. "Good boy," Pete whispered, like Dave was a pet.


"Thank you, my stallion... Thank you, thank you," the helpless horse babbled weakly, as other inmates crowded around close, hoping to be the next one to ride the broken roan.


"You did well my mare, just remember you belong to me now. And I'll always find ways to remind you of that." With a final smirk, Pete left the broken sissy alone with the others.


Pete had no more than left the room, when a fat old rat jumped on Dave's rump. Driving a cock as thick as Dave's leg up that cum dripping tailhole, making the horse whinny loudly. But not for long as another fat dick was shoved into his mouth.


The predators exchanged smirks, impressed by the roan's eagerness and willingness to please. "Good sissy-boi."


One by one, they positioned themselves behind him. The wolf grinned wickedly, guiding his red rocket in and out of the roan horse's open mouth.


With a fierce determination, the fat old rat pushed into the stallion's tight rear, stretching him open with each thrust. Dave moaned softly, adjusting to the feel of being filled so completely.


Roughly, another inmate, a big bear called Bjorn, positioned himself beside the roan and grabbed his large equine dick to stroke it. He watched intently as the others took their pleasure from the apparently willing sissy.


The fat wolf's cock rammed into Dave's throat, filling it completely as he watched his fellow predators claim the rest of the horse's body. With a low rumble, he started to fuck that throat savagely, enjoying the sensation of being serviced by such a submissive creature.


"Damn, Pete's done well breaking this one."


As the scene unfolded, the cons became more animated, their voices growing louder and movements urgent. Each wanting to mark this slut, to leave their mark on the eager sissy.


The wolf's thrusts became more frantic, as he grabbed Dave's pointed equine ears tightly, using them to pull the sissy's head down onto his cock. "That's it, swallow me whole!"


The old rat pounded his velvety tailhole with increasing intensity, reaching around to grab the horse's chest, pinching and pulling at his nipples roughly. "You may belong to Pete... but I'm yer daddy rat right now," he growled, voice thick with lust.


Watching the scene unfold, Bjorn couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness. He took hold of his erection tighter, stroking faster as he saw Dave being claimed by the others.


"Ahaha, yeah this mare could suck a bowling ball through a garden hose." The wolf fucking Dave's throat with wild abandonment moaned, eyes rolling as he looked around the crowd, the grunting wolf feeling his orgasm approaching quickly.


With a final, vigorous thrust, the wolf released his seed down the roan's throat. Each inmate around then abused sissy reached their climax, dispersing their thick, viscous load inside and onto the mentally shattered equine.


Dave took it all, his body shuddering with pleasure as he surrendered himself to these vile and powerful creatures. Once satisfied, the predators gradually withdrew from the weary horse, leaving him panting and depleted on the common room floor of the prison.


Watching from afar, Pete smiled softly to himself. His plan was working perfectly, to turn Dave into the ultimate slut in revenge for the beating he'd received on day one.


*****


Months later a picture arrived in the mail for Dave, his pretty mare holding a cute blonde foal in her arms. The roan sissy grunted like someone had just kicked him in the nuts, as he sat down heavily on the bunk, tears streaming down his muzzle.


"I don't even know what's real anymore," Dave whimpered as his body shivered violently.


The equine looked very different now, as Pete had been making him take female hormones. The roan was really starting to look like a mare now, with wide round hips and a huge sexy ass. With just the start of small pert tits forming on his chest, the next step would be to see the prison doctor about having those silly testicles removed.


Seeing the photo while looking over Dave's shoulder, Pete chuckled darkly, thinking that mission was accomplished, Dave's reaction even better than he'd hoped.


The Friesian chuckled, realising that the shattered roan was now under his control, broken both physically and mentally, as the deceitful stories he had spun months ago finally took root in a twisted manner for the roan.


"Looks like our little project is coming along nicely," Pete said, making Dave nod numbly, the once proud males now completely passive. "But we still have some work left to do..."


"I'll do anything... anything you want me to," Dave spoke with no power behind his words, as he stared at the picture of his mare, with some complete strangers foal cuddling her tits.


Smiling cruelly, Pete approached and grabbed Dave roughly by the chin. "That's right, slut. You belong to me now, and you'll do whatever I tell you to do." With a wicked glint in his eye, he leaned in close to the roan's ear.


"And next week, we're going to put on quite a show for the other inmates. They're going to think you're the best fuck toy ever." Dave just nodded his head, the red sissy far too broken to protest or struggle. As it wouldn't be long until his male hood would be gone forever.


Satisfied with his response, Pete released him and walked back to his side of the cell.


"Good boy. Now get ready for your transformation. We don't want any mistakes when we perform next week." With that, the Friesian stallion left Dave alone once again.


The roan red sissy sat there thinking about it... wondering how things had gone this way. He had come into prison a big tough male... with a sexy wife who he'd loved. Now here was a broken cuck who'd been raped into utter submission by a guy he'd beaten on his first day.


Pete had made him sign the paperwork to have his balls cut off, the dark equine planning to turn him into a mare. Dave wanted to kill him so much... yet he had no willpower to do so.


Noticing Dave deep in thought, Pete returned to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, little mare. Everything is going to be alright. Trust me, and everything will fall into place." He gave Dave a reassuring squeeze, the Friesian adding dryly.


"Now let's get you ready for your transformation."


"Yes... yes, let's get ready for... for my transformation. Don't want any complications. I want to be a good little mare."


Grinning widely, Pete helped Dave stand up and lead him over to the bathroom area. "That's my good girl," Pete praised.


"You look absolutely stunning, darling. Your body is perfect for becoming a mare." With that, the Friesian injected Dave with the next dose of female hormones.


"When are they planning to cut my nuts again?" Dave asked. Pete understood it was merely a tense question, smirking as he knew the answer was already clear to the broken roan.


"Tomorrow morning, bright and early so you'll have all day to feel better. But don't worry... after that, you'll finally be complete." The stud patted him reassuringly, even as he added.


"Just remember, this is what you wanted. To be mine, fully and completely."


Dave moved over numbly, wrapping his arms around the stallion. Nuzzling against his neck gently, planting little kisses along his jaw. "Thank you for this, my stallion," the ruined roan whispered, planting a long slow kiss on those thick lips.


"This is what I wanted all along... I just didn't know until you showed me. Once I'm gelded like a good mare-boi... I'll truly be your little play thing forever."


Returning the gesture, Pete held his sissy mare-boi close and whispered into his ear. "That's right. You're going to be the best toy anyone could ever ask for. And once you recover from surgery, we'll start training you once again... but for now, let's rest."


"I can't wait," Dave sobbed softly, the hormone treatments making him emotional. Softly they cuddled together in Pete's bunk, slowly drifting off to sleep. Where Dave was troubled by dreams of his life; when he'd been a strong stallion, and had planned to father a family.


*****


The next morning, Dave woke up earlier than usual. As he contemplated the upcoming procedure, he experienced a weird blend of excitement and dread.


As Pete led him down to the prison infirmary, Dave felt like he was walking towards his final transformation - soon he'd truly become the perfect mare-boi.


"Are you sure about this?" the doctor asked, looking at the horse with concern.


"Removing your testicles will render you sterile, and there's no going back."


"I'm sure," Dave replied firmly, looking directly into the doctor's eyes.


"This is what I want. I want to be completely Pete's," Dave said. Something in the far back of his mind screaming for him not to do it, but the roan was too far gone to even listen.


With a sigh, the doctor began the procedure, removing Dave's testicles and sealing his fate. When he finished, he handed Dave a package of gauze and instructed him to take it easy.


"You'll feel sore for a while, but the pain will eventually go away."


As they returned to their cell, Pete helped Dave settle down. "You're a brave equine." Pete praised Dave, running a comforting hand down the geldings spine.


"And now you're finally complete."


.....


Dave recovered quickly, her mood lifting as she began to adjust to her lack of male anatomy. She was still emotionally fragile, but her spirit remained strong.


Pete made sure she was taken care of, helping her through each step of the process. As time went on, the gelding continued to transform under Pete's watchful eye. The roan's smaller body became more and more feminine, her breasts grew larger and hips wider.


With each passing moment, Pete could sense his dominance over the new mare growing, his control over sissy Dave absolute as the roan had no way of returning to normalcy.


The gelding learned quickly, responding well to his commands and instructions. Eventually, their relationship reached a point where Dave was completely devoted to her stallion, willing to do anything he desired without hesitation. The perfect mare, always eager to please.


Pete would often brag to the others about his mare-boi, showing off her feminine features and obedience. The prisoners would marvel at her abnormal beauty, commenting on how lucky Pete was to have such a devoted and broken slut.


As time went on, the stallion continued to find new and exciting ways to push her limits, to test her devotion and twisted love for him. The gelding would endure it all, always coming back to him more broken, more his sex toy and more his slave.


Their relationship became the stuff of terror for new inmates within the prison, a cautionary tale about the dangers of trusting the wrong person. But Dave never wavered away from the dark stallion. She was his, and she would stay that way for as long as he wanted her.


And so, the story of Dave the once proud roan stallion came to an end. He had been broken down via trickery and had been rebuilt into the perfect gelding for Pete, a submissive and devoted toy who'd do anything for her stallion.


It was a tragic tale, but ultimately, Dave had discovered a strong and dominant partner to 'love' and serve. Despite losing much of himself in the process, Dave recognized that he'd never find another like Pete, someone who'd make him feel so alive, even if his mind was vacant. At times, the prison doctors pondered whether there was just a void of broken emptiness behind her shining eyes, and the cum that always covered her snout.


FIN




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GRAHAM NOLEN