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Especially if you're a centaur and they're a wild horse.\n\nOnly part of this one is here on inkbunny! The rest has to be on FA because Wendy gets involved.\n\nI'm not 100% sure I got the flow of this one down, but I think it works all right.\n\nCheck the tags before reading, don't read if you're a minor, and leave comments if you got em! I like to hear what people like and if they enjoyed reading.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nIf you liked this story, I suggest:\n\nSeveral of my stories feature having some fun with a feral, but I don't think I've plugged [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2175627]Making A Hippogriff[/url] yet and it's one of my favorites. Very gay, if you're looking to balance out the straight and girl-on-girl from this one.\n\nFor more lesbian coworker action try [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2439024]Finding a Good Lay[/url] which has some egg-focused fun.\n\n[url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2398052]Audience of One[/url] also revolves around semen collection, treated somewhat unprofessionally. Floor show, woo! ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "It's totally normal to notice if the subject of your field research expedition is sexy. Especially if you're a centaur and they're a wild horse.

Only part of this one is here on inkbunny! The rest has to be on FA because Wendy gets involved.

I'm not 100% sure I got the flow of this one down, but I think it works all right.

Check the tags before reading, don't read if you're a minor, and leave comments if you got em! I like to hear what people like and if they enjoyed reading.

***


If you liked this story, I suggest:

Several of my stories feature having some fun with a feral, but I don't think I've plugged Making A Hippogriff yet and it's one of my favorites. Very gay, if you're looking to balance out the straight and girl-on-girl from this one.

For more lesbian coworker action try Finding a Good Lay which has some egg-focused fun.

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She had to track over the horizon a bit, past a number of wild mares and foals, to find the stallion.\n\n“…Probably about sixteen hands tall…” She thought out loud, feeling as if some response was expected of her and defaulting to a professional summary from bafflement. “…Dapple gray but unusual color pattern, brightens at the chest and forelegs instead of darkening. Distinctive white streak running up from the left gaskin…. Moving well…”\n\n“[i]Dreamy~[/i]” Sherri summarized.\n\n“I guess.”\n\n“I bet he’s totally packing, too.”\n\nWendy flushed at her friend’s frankness. \n\n“I… guess that’s possible. Can’t really tell with the tall grass. In the way. And not being everted.” A breeze stirred the grass, granting the human an undeniable glimpse of heavy black scrotum between the hind legs. “Definitely a stallion, though.”\n\nThe centaur beside her hummed a distracted agreement. She lifted the loop securing the binoculars around her neck and tossed it into the back of the flatbed truck the two women used for field work. It bounced gently on the cushion that served as Sherri’s car seat. “Imma go tap that. Be right back.”\n\n“Hey, wait-“ \n\nSherri didn’t wait, barely tossing back a wave and a grin as she cantered away from the flustered human, tail flicking upward.\n\nWendy grumbled halfheartedly, though she didn’t really have anything else to say. Certainly nothing that would change Sherri’s mind. Instead she climbed up into the back of their pickup and settled herself on Sherri’s seat. She should probably at least keep an eye on her friend in case something went wrong.\n\nSherri, untroubled by any such concerns, made good time on her long legs. She slowed to a trot and then a walk as she approached the hunky stallion and his herd. Some of his mares shuffled away from her, a little wary of the sudden newcomer but not overly frightened by her strange shape.\n\nThe stallion instead trotted over toward her, the hefty animal barreling toward the source of his herd’s unease, ready to defend against any sort of danger. He slowed to a halt within around thirty yards.\n\n“Heyyy there, handsome.” Sherri greeted him with her voice low and encouraging. “Come here often?”\n\nConfused, the gorgeous male sniffed at the air, turned his head this way and that to get a good look at her. The stranger wasn’t a predator, but instead seemed a very strange horse of some sort. And making weird noises at him.\n\n“God, you are sexy.” \n\nThe male hesitantly circled around her. The weird horse wasn’t a stallion, which was good. Drawn by an upward flick of her tail he approached a little closer, coming up beside her and sniffing inquisitively.\n\nSherri generously swung her back end in his direction while she enjoyed the view herself. Definite stud material, muscular, not too lean. And his coat was smooth as hell for never having seen a brush. The sight made her tail flick harder, spine muscles straining to expose herself as much as possible. “Come onnnn… take a good look. I’m here for [i]you[/i], big boy.”\n\nThe words were pointless, but the motions got the point into his feral brain. There was a female here. And she was interested. Shuffling heavily forward so as not to spook her (and unaware that the delicacy was thoroughly unnecessary), he snuffed at her hindquarters, instinctively seeking olfactory confirmation that she was in heat and ready.\n\nHe didn’t find quite what he was accustomed to from the mares of his herd. Sherri didn’t have the same degree of heavy heat pheromones they did at estrus, had a lighter scent in general as a civilized being that bathed regularly. Nonetheless there was arousal there. Penis dropping from his sheath he nuzzled at the strange mare’s backside, licking at her genital folds. \n\n“Hooooo.” Sherri exclaimed appreciatively, upper body twisting to catch a look between the legs of the stallion. He was at enough of an angle to her lower body to allow her a fairly decent view of the sizeable meat as it firmed up. “I was right, you’re carrying a log down there. Gotta be like two feet.”\n\nThough Sherri’s body was only giving some of the signals the stallion was used to, she also wasn’t kicking him away or moving out of his reach. As a hot-blooded stud he happily decided that was enough. Withdrawing from licking at the winking and leaking vulva he reared up, dropping his barrel on the centaur mare’s back. The weight forced a huffing but appreciative breath out of the centaur.\n\nShe was a fair bit smaller than him, thirteen hands tall at the horse-half shoulder to his sixteen. His forelegs sandwiched her barrel as he clambered atop her. Six hundred-odd pounds of his weight settled onto her haunches. An oppressive, masculine weight that sent a drizzle of her juices down the inside of her legs and over the equine breasts she carried between them. \n\nThe head of the stallion’s penis rammed into those teats, bouncing roughly off a nipple and collecting some of her slick on its surface in the process, then jabbing around upward. Sherri paused any verbal flirtations to moan and shudder incoherent vocalizations, devoting her attention to the sensations from behind. Hot body atop and around, legs pulling her sides, questing tip prodding around her nethers. Sherri was in heaven, hands groping at her breasts through the cute button-top she wore for field work to spice things just so.\n\nIt took a bit of blind jousting but eventually the cocktip hit just so as her pussy was on the loose side of a wink, sinking in to the wet welcome. Entrance achieved, the stallion shimmied himself forward and inward, spreading her silky walls around him. The geometry of the equine sex organs rubbed her passage tightest over the rim of the blunt feral cockhead, a ring of pleasurable fire formed by the friction of that hardest point of contact. Thighs tightened convulsively, propelling all of him forward and shoving him to the maximum penetration all at once in the gleefully squealing centaur.\n\nThe horse fucked hard and fast, scrubbing Sherri’s insides frenetically as instinct demanded with no finesse. Balls slapped teats accompanied by the wet untidy noises of air and pussy juice continually and repeatedly out of the way of a penis that moved at an inconsiderate, alarming rate. \n\nThe experience was not a long one, but it was more than enough. Turned on beyond endurance by the rough fucking Sherri gushed femcum around him. The internal movements of her orgasm were bullied indiscernible by his harsh rhythm though she felt every one.\n\nHer stud unloaded not long after. The tip of his cock flared as he pumped a pint of horsy baby batter almost directly into her cervix, bulging exquisitely against the inner edges of her vaginal canal.\n\nShe got to enjoy the afterglow for almost half a minute before the feral, not programmed by nature for drawn out cuddling, stepped back. He slid off her to the side as his expanded cocktip popped messily free from her folds to send a splash of mixed cum falling to the ground between her hind legs.\n\n“Ooooohhhh goooodddd.” Sherri sighed blissfully. “I needed that.”\n\nHer lover rubbed his head against her side, an appreciative grooming gesture that also pushed her toward his herd.\n\n“Good for you too, huh, buddy.” She rubbed at his shoulder in reciprocation. “Sorry, not going to be staying. I’ll drop in if I’m in the neighborhood though, huh.”\n\nSherri stepped away, turned, and began to gallop back the way she’d come.\n\nThe spent stallion made as if to follow briefly, but stopped before getting too far from his herd. He’d just blown his load too hard to want to do any chasing. If the strange mare with the funny head wanted to run off on her own instead of staying in the safety of the group, he wasn’t gonna be crazy enough leave his whole harem- or this patch of really excellent grass- unattended to chase her. Shame he wouldn’t get to pound that snatch again. But what a [i]weirdo[/i].\n\n\n\nTHE REST OF THIS STORY ISN'T HERE BECAUSE HUMAN, OH NO! READ THE REST HERE:https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57788270", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Hands-On Sample Collection


By Kaydrien Iceclaw






“Is that even legal?”

Sherri grinned down at her human coworker. It had to be down, of course; Sherri’s horse half added at least three feet of height. “Probably. Who care?”

“We should just use the tranqs and the stim probe.” Wendy tried. “That’s what they’re for.”

“Tranqs aren’t good for them anyway. Besides, it’ll be fun.” Sherri waved off the concern with a flick of her hand.

“If that’s what you want, I guess.”

“Oh, definitely.” The centaur lifted her binoculars to her eyes. “Just look at that guy!”

Wendy hoisted her own binoculars, having to lift aside her auburn bangs one after the other to make it work. She had to track over the horizon a bit, past a number of wild mares and foals, to find the stallion.

“…Probably about sixteen hands tall…” She thought out loud, feeling as if some response was expected of her and defaulting to a professional summary from bafflement. “…Dapple gray but unusual color pattern, brightens at the chest and forelegs instead of darkening. Distinctive white streak running up from the left gaskin…. Moving well…”

“Dreamy~” Sherri summarized.

“I guess.”

“I bet he’s totally packing, too.”

Wendy flushed at her friend’s frankness.

“I… guess that’s possible. Can’t really tell with the tall grass. In the way. And not being everted.” A breeze stirred the grass, granting the human an undeniable glimpse of heavy black scrotum between the hind legs. “Definitely a stallion, though.”

The centaur beside her hummed a distracted agreement. She lifted the loop securing the binoculars around her neck and tossed it into the back of the flatbed truck the two women used for field work. It bounced gently on the cushion that served as Sherri’s car seat. “Imma go tap that. Be right back.”

“Hey, wait-“

Sherri didn’t wait, barely tossing back a wave and a grin as she cantered away from the flustered human, tail flicking upward.

Wendy grumbled halfheartedly, though she didn’t really have anything else to say. Certainly nothing that would change Sherri’s mind. Instead she climbed up into the back of their pickup and settled herself on Sherri’s seat. She should probably at least keep an eye on her friend in case something went wrong.

Sherri, untroubled by any such concerns, made good time on her long legs. She slowed to a trot and then a walk as she approached the hunky stallion and his herd. Some of his mares shuffled away from her, a little wary of the sudden newcomer but not overly frightened by her strange shape.

The stallion instead trotted over toward her, the hefty animal barreling toward the source of his herd’s unease, ready to defend against any sort of danger. He slowed to a halt within around thirty yards.

“Heyyy there, handsome.” Sherri greeted him with her voice low and encouraging. “Come here often?”

Confused, the gorgeous male sniffed at the air, turned his head this way and that to get a good look at her. The stranger wasn’t a predator, but instead seemed a very strange horse of some sort.  And making weird noises at him.

“God, you are sexy.”

The male hesitantly circled around her. The weird horse wasn’t a stallion, which was good. Drawn by an upward flick of her tail he approached a little closer, coming up beside her and sniffing inquisitively.

Sherri generously swung her back end in his direction while she enjoyed the view herself. Definite stud material, muscular, not too lean. And his coat was smooth as hell for never having seen a brush. The sight made her tail flick harder, spine muscles straining to expose herself as much as possible. “Come onnnn… take a good look. I’m here for you, big boy.”

The words were pointless, but the motions got the point into his feral brain. There was a female here. And she was interested. Shuffling heavily forward so as not to spook her (and unaware that the delicacy was thoroughly unnecessary), he snuffed at her hindquarters, instinctively seeking olfactory confirmation that she was in heat and ready.

He didn’t find quite what he was accustomed to from the mares of his herd. Sherri didn’t have the same degree of heavy heat pheromones they did at estrus, had a lighter scent in general as a civilized being that bathed regularly. Nonetheless there was arousal there. Penis dropping from his sheath he nuzzled at the strange mare’s backside, licking at her genital folds.

“Hooooo.” Sherri exclaimed appreciatively, upper body twisting to catch a look between the legs of the stallion. He was at enough of an angle to her lower body to allow her a fairly decent view of the sizeable meat as it firmed up. “I was right, you’re carrying a log down there. Gotta be like two feet.”

Though Sherri’s body was only giving some of the signals the stallion was used to, she also wasn’t kicking him away or moving out of his reach. As a hot-blooded stud he happily decided that was enough. Withdrawing from licking at the winking and leaking vulva he reared up, dropping his barrel on the centaur mare’s back. The weight forced a huffing but appreciative breath out of the centaur.

She was a fair bit smaller than him, thirteen hands tall at the horse-half shoulder to his sixteen. His forelegs sandwiched her barrel as he clambered atop her. Six hundred-odd pounds of his weight settled onto her haunches. An oppressive, masculine weight that sent a drizzle of her juices down the inside of her legs and over the equine breasts she carried between them.

The head of the stallion’s penis rammed into those teats, bouncing roughly off a nipple and collecting some of her slick on its surface in the process, then jabbing around upward. Sherri paused any verbal flirtations to moan and shudder incoherent vocalizations, devoting her attention to the sensations from behind. Hot body atop and around, legs pulling her sides, questing tip prodding around her nethers. Sherri was in heaven, hands groping at her breasts through the cute button-top she wore for field work to spice things just so.

It took a bit of blind jousting but eventually the cocktip hit just so as her pussy was on the loose side of a wink, sinking in to the wet welcome. Entrance achieved, the stallion shimmied himself forward and inward, spreading her silky walls around him. The geometry of the equine sex organs rubbed her passage tightest over the rim of the blunt feral cockhead, a ring of pleasurable fire formed by the friction of that hardest point of contact. Thighs tightened convulsively, propelling all of him forward and shoving him to the maximum penetration all at once in the gleefully squealing centaur.

The horse fucked hard and fast, scrubbing Sherri’s insides frenetically as instinct demanded with no finesse. Balls slapped teats accompanied by the wet untidy noises of air and pussy juice continually and repeatedly out of the way of a penis that moved at an inconsiderate, alarming rate.

The experience was not a long one, but it was more than enough. Turned on beyond endurance by the rough fucking Sherri gushed femcum around him. The internal movements of her orgasm were bullied indiscernible by his harsh rhythm though she felt every one.

Her stud unloaded not long after. The tip of his cock flared as he pumped a pint of horsy baby batter almost directly into her cervix, bulging exquisitely against the inner edges of her vaginal canal.

She got to enjoy the afterglow for almost half a minute before the feral, not programmed by nature for drawn out cuddling, stepped back. He slid off her to the side as his expanded cocktip popped messily free from her folds to send a splash of mixed cum falling to the ground between her hind legs.

“Ooooohhhh goooodddd.” Sherri sighed blissfully. “I needed that.”

Her lover rubbed his head against her side, an appreciative grooming gesture that also pushed her toward his herd.

“Good for you too, huh, buddy.” She rubbed at his shoulder in reciprocation. “Sorry, not going to be staying. I’ll drop in if I’m in the neighborhood though, huh.”

Sherri stepped away, turned, and began to gallop back the way she’d come.

The spent stallion made as if to follow briefly, but stopped before getting too far from his herd. He’d just blown his load too hard to want to do any chasing. If the strange mare with the funny head wanted to run off on her own instead of staying in the safety of the group, he wasn’t gonna be crazy enough leave his whole harem- or this patch of really excellent grass- unattended to chase her. Shame he wouldn’t get to pound that snatch again. But what a weirdo.



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