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Who knew!\n\nDo note, the best way to experience this story is through the docs, since they include italicization and better formatting. But if you're lazy, you can also read on-site. I guess. \n\nThis is the biggest chapter. By far. Had 9,000 words. Were it not for Part 4, it'd be the chapter I enjoyed writing the most. This thing is a MONSTER. Because of the sheer size of it, expect there to be more minor formatting issues with the on-site version compared to other chapters. I'm not fixing those. Too much effort. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This is the story of a girl named Sandra.
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Because of issues uploading this and some... Weird... Stuff... Involving Inkbunny, I'm separating the full story into four or five separate posts and just smushing them all into a Pool together. Gonna make tagging a nightmare, but oh well!

This story was a commission! I apparently do writing commissions! Who knew!

Do note, the best way to experience this story is through the docs, since they include italicization and better formatting. But if you're lazy, you can also read on-site. I guess.

This is the biggest chapter. By far. Had 9,000 words. Were it not for Part 4, it'd be the chapter I enjoyed writing the most. This thing is a MONSTER. Because of the sheer size of it, expect there to be more minor formatting issues with the on-site version compared to other chapters. I'm not fixing those. Too much effort. ", "writing": "Sandra immediately regretted stepping outside.\n\nIt was hot. Hot as hell. The midday sun was beating down on the city and the ambient temperature was somewhere between liquid suffering and Death Valley on a good day in the summer. And she had her whole body covered in thick, dense, heavy, winter clothing. Today was going to suck.\n\nShe reached into her hoodie's front pocket to grab her phone, but as she reached in, her hand dug into her gravid gutmeat and a ripple of palpably strong emotions washed over her mind. Her hand lingered, exerting that delicious pressure on her cum-crammed chub. Her sensory obsession with her huge belly was a two-pronged attack on her conscious mind. On the first front, she adored the feeling of her fat belly sloshing under her fingers; feeling the light pressure of her hand squishing her swimmingly soft pillow of fatty cum-bloated flesh was heavenly. On the other front, she loved the weight her hand was forcing on her. The tension of hand squashing turgid belly flesh and the sensation of thick, gooey cum sloshing about in her innards while being squeezed up her esophagus with every squish gave her a rush. It felt like she was being pushed to her physical limit just with the gentlest of pressure, and the nastiest part of her mind was egging her to go beyond. In a word, it was intoxicating. \n\nA distant siren ripped Sandra from her momentary paralysis. Reality, as it tends to do, took precedence over her momentary lapse in self-control. She quickly grabbed her phone from her pocket, tucked her head down, and shamefully set out from her house towards the bus stop, reminding herself to not interact with her sloshing, gurgling belly with every step that jostled it. \n\nThe burning heat and the sky-high humidity were practically unbearable. She'd been outside for less than a minute and she could already feel her sweat glands precipitating. Thankfully for her, the feeling of her clammy clothing starting to stick to her body also managed to draw Sandra's thoughts from her developing self-obsession and grounded her in the here and now.\n\nShe grumbled discontentedly. Okay, dipshit. Rule for the future. You can't just start swallowing your loads during the summer. Skirt alone would almost be bearable, but this is way too much.\n\nHer mind mostly remained empty for her brief trip to the bus stop. In her mind, the only thing that mattered was getting to the wonderful world of air-conditioning. \n\nAt her stop, she checked the schedule for what was coming next, then ducked into the shade of the bus shelter. It didn't help much, but being out of the sun did have an effect. With her mind less occupied with the crushing heat of the day, she took stock of herself. \n\nThings were mostly okay. She was so occupied with not dying from heat stroke that her body didn't have the energy to process how alien, yet natural her concealed physique was feeling. Not once on her trip did she pause or misstep when her fat, sweaty nuts slapped together or she needed to pull her legs apart slightly to get her scrotum un-glued from her thigh. With her junk on her mind, Sandra's easily manipulated thought process drifted back to her shower. The image of herself standing, cock in hand, bloated gut hanging heavily, as she hosed down the bathtub with dozens of gallons of piss sank deeper and deeper in her mind. That was her. She looked like that now. She pissed like that now. Her huge nuts had whole bathtubs of capacity in them, for pee and for cum. (Remarkably, any thoughts about how urine was not stored in the balls did not occur to her.) It was equal parts incredible and horrifying. Even now, she could feel the sweat drizzling down her horse nuts and the cool tang of perspiration leaking down her taint. Hell, she would likely be leaving drips of moisture on the ground from where the sweat couldn't stick to her scrotum. \n\nSandra's phone buzzed, letting her mind escape its own half-horny contemplation. She pulled her phone up and quickly checked the time. Two minutes until the bus would be here. She unlocked her phone to view her notifications. \n\nMost notifications weren't relevant, but the group chat was positively brimming with activity. Bubbles and Ela were messaging back and forth about their plans for the day. Ordinary banter. Complaints about how unbelievably hot it was (right?). Flattering selfies. Flirtatious remarks. The mood was so casual among her friends that, for the briefest of moments, Sandra thought she could let them know about her sudden change... But she pushed that thought down quite quickly. It would be a stupid decision to suddenly dump this revelation on her friends before what was supposed to be a fun day at the mall. \n\nSandra smacked her lips. Her mouth was quite dry. ``Really thirsty...''\n\nGood Gods, she just realized how much she would be drinking to stay hydrated today. It was literally paradoxical how much liquid she'd managed to put out this morning, and now here she was, drenched with sweat. She couldn't even fathom how much water it would take to quench her thirst when she made it to the mall.\n\nFinally, five minutes later than the bus was scheduled to come, transit finally arrived. Sandra, in no position to complain, just got on and scanned her bus pass without comment. She was so focused on her phone and the conversation between Ela and Bubbles that she neglected to look up, and when the bus jolted into motion, she was knocked off balance and bumped into a passenger. \n\n``Sor- URP!'' Sandra belched. The sudden force had upset her delicate stomach and pressed her cum-laden gut so hard that a solid blotch of nut-stuffing had forced its way out of her stomach, up her throat, and deposited itself right in her mouth. The heady, sugary flavour; the thick, ooey-gooey texture; the intoxicating musk; it all dumped itself from the back of her mind right to the front with a rush of arousal. \n\nSandra shoved her way past the patron, now grabbing the overhead rail for support, and swallowed as hard as she could. Even the sensation of guzzling her regurgitated cum set her senses alight with desire and lust. While the midday heat was slightly reduced by the on-board AC, Sandra now had to deal with the metaphorical heat she felt gushing from her loins. \n\nWith her mind verifiably frazzled, she shuffled her way towards a proper seat at the back of the bus. As she plopped down, her head swam with the immaculate, divine taste of her own gooey unicorn seed. It was divine perfection. Beauty absolute. A blessing from nature itself. Rhyming eloquence to every sensation that only she could provide. Her shaft throbbed and her nuts glorped with potent seed as her body shifted back into high production, readying itself for a public display of-\n\nWait, public? Oh no, no, no. Not here. Not now! She was NOT going to let her stupid mind get the best of her now-ludicrous libido and tent her dress. And she most CERTAINLY was not going to hose down this bus with her glimmering gooey uni-cum. The mere thought of losing control to her shaft, again, was humiliating. There was no way she was going to ruin the days of every other passenger on this bus just because she couldn't keep her cock under control. \n\nAnd yet, the seed of lust was planted. The war for control in Sandra's mind had begun. The shame of being a human girl with a horsecock that towered over her torso at full mast was challenged with the ludicrous hotness of being a human girl with a horsecock that towered over her torso at full mast. Despite having just came less than two hours ago, she already felt her nuts roiling and gurgling and begging to let loose a load just as big as her first orgasm. Begging to pump every bitch on this bus full of seed and-\n\nAt-at-at! No! Sandra caught herself again and mentally reprimanded herself. Despite what her cock was telling her, she was still just a normal person, and normal was perfectly fucking acceptable. She couldn't throw away all pretenses of normalcy just because she's had a sudden surprise grafted between her legs. \n\nWith her mind a mess of horny thoughts and angry self-control, Sandra let out an exasperated sigh. She spread her legs a bit, and as she felt her nuts sagging against the chair, she jerked herself upright and clamped her legs around her shaft. \n\n... Oh. That's why manspreading is a thing. Her sweaty, chafing thighs squeezed around her shaft, and as she uncomfortably shifted her legs this way and that, she felt a bit of pre dribbling from the head of her half-hard hog. But I bet guys don't have to fucking deal with THIS kind of problem.\n\nSandra moaned quietly. She was so close to being able to duck away in a bathroom stall in the supermall, whip her dick out, jerk herself off, and let the resulting mess be someone else's problem. All she needed to do was keep her legs squeezed tight around her shaft, not make any big steps, and wait...\n\nUnbeknownst to her, the scent of Sandra's shaft began to waft into the air around her. She hadn't worn deodorant today, not that it would have helped with the main source of her scent, and now her genitals were emitting her mild, but potent, sweet scent into the air around her. It was far from a bad smell, as it made her presence feel like you were next to a candy shop, but it contained a certain je-ne-sais-quoi that just naturally drew out the more risque side. Sandra was immune to it because her nostrils were still clogged with the smell of cum.\n\nTo kill time, Sandra pulled her phone out and went to re-join her chat with her friends. She opened it up and was delighted to see the duo had already met at the mall and were now just messaging her. \n\n``Hey Sandra!'' One of Ela's messages read. ``What's taking you so long? Bubbles was getting worried you weren't gonna make it!''\n\nSandra snickered. She typed up her response. \n\n``Yeah, but isn't that because dogs aren't good with time?''\n\nEla replied with an emoji of someone that looked like they were crying with laughter. Bubbles frantically typed up a response. \n\n``hey! racist! im not a dog, im a labrador retriever! >:C''\n\nSandra smiled. How was she blessed with the absolute cutest friends in the country? \n\n``Fine, fine. Aren't Labrador Retrievers bad with time?''\n\n``yes we are :p''\n\nTheir conversation and playful dialogue continued for a bit, with plenty of pictures shared between the trio. Sandra lamented having to wear really hot clothes because the rest of her stuff was dirty. Bubbles and Ela took a picture together where Bubbles was licking her cheek and one of Ela licking Bubbles' cheek. All fun stuff. \n\nAt some point while chatting, a weight started pressing against the back of Sandra's mind. One picture of Ela drew her attention. It might have been the light reflecting off her glossy lipstick. It might have been her cleavage showing. It might have just been pure chance. But for some reason, when Sandra saw it, her heart skipped a beat and her dick throbbed. She had to squeeze her legs extra hard to prevent her cock from properly rising. A deep, red flush spread through Sandra's face. She wanted to be inside her. Why did she want to bed Ela so badly all of the sudden?\n\nThen, when Bubbles sent a glamour shot to the chat, Sandra's heart skipped a beat yet again. Her canine jowls were lifted in just the most perfect way to show her large tongue. Her teeth glinted just the slightest bit. The cavity of her mouth was just perfectly shaped for a cock to be lodged into it. And she could be the one to turn her throat into a doggy fucksleeve. \n\nSandra hesitated for a moment. She used to have feelings for the two of them back when she was in the middle of puberty, but that could be very easily attributed to teenage hormones. Now that she had grown out of that and they had started dating, she thought those feelings had gone away. And besides, not only did the two look positively adorable and dorky together, but they made each other extremely happy. Her longing to get in between their relationship wasn't just selfish, it was wrong. It was wrong of her to want to pin Ela down on top of Bubbles, pump her womb full of enough cum to leave her looking pregnant, then have that load be the one that develops into a proper pregnancy. It was wrong to want Bubbles to dig that canine tongue up her unicorn butthole while Ela was getting her gut busted by Sandra's very own supermassive horsecock. It was wrong to want to 69 with Bubbles while smothering Ela's face with her fat nuts. \n\nBut god damn it, her illogical mind was practically screaming at her that she needed to breed her two best friends. \n\nThe bus screeched to a halt, pulling Sandra's attention from breeding her friends back to her immediate environment. Everyone on the bus started getting up. Sandra's horniness had to take a back seat to reality yet again. She looked up from her phone and glanced around. The bus had apparently made it to the mall and she hadn't noticed yet. Sandra put a hand on her lap, pushed her nearly erect chub into the nook of her thighs, stood up with the crowd, and awkwardly shuffled her way off the bus. \n\nSandra didn't even look back and notice the little pool of glitter-``glue'' she had left behind on the floor, nor the sack-shaped sweat stain now tainting the seat she was using. Thankfully for her, the dress was dark enough that the stain didn't show through on her end.\n\nThe brief trip from the bus exchange to inside the mall was positively dreadful, as the air-conditioned bus ride and the massive slab of domination throbbing and pulsing against its fleshy prison of thighs had managed to pull her mind completely from the horrendous heat. Even worse, because she couldn't risk having her cock spring up and blow her cover, she couldn't move either of her legs far at all, and what should have been a fifteen second trip turned into an entire minute of agonized shuffling. \n\nWhile the shuffle of shame to the mall was awkward and left a thin trail of slime in Sandra's wake, the overbearing heat did successfully reduce her arousal by what felt like megatons. Being wildly uncomfortable was a great mood killer, it seemed, and by the time she was greeted by the rush of the chilly air-conditioned ambience of the mall, her shaft had returned to its ``incognito'' state and was now hidden under her skirt without needing to be pressed together. \n\nSandra sighed with relief when she realized her cock no longer needed careful monitoring. She un-stuck her member from her legs, again, and happily speedwalked to the food court, eager to see her girlfriends and get a gallon of water into her system.\n\nThe onslaught of light, sounds, and scents of the mall was overwhelming. Perfectly overwhelming if you wanted to keep your mind from some very particular thoughts. If you so pleased, you couldn't go more than ten seconds before something wildly different was cloying for your attention. And so it was that Sandra passed by makeup stores, electronics boutiques, gimmick bakeries, shitty cafes, and clothing stores for every conceivable niche on her way to the food court. \n\nOnce safely past the myriad temptations of the wallet and securely in the plaza of palate pleasure that was the food court, she glanced around the congested area for her gal pals. It wasn't too hard to spot her besties out, since they were so familiar to her, but she was much harder for them to spot due to how out-of-season her fashion was. She was nearly ten feet away when Ela finally noticed her coming and gestured for Bubbles to look. \n\n``Oh! Sandra! Hey!'' Ela gleefully chimed. ``Why didn't you text us and let us know you're here?''\n\n``Ah-heh, sorry. Slipped my mind. Wanted to make an order before I came over and saw you guys, but I couldn't resist seeing my two favourite people in the world!'' Sandra replied giddily. \n\nEla got up and gave her an enthusiastic hug. She thought that strange thing pressing against her at Sandra's waist height was just some weird belt or something. Bubbles, in turn, got up and gave her a hug right after. When Bubbles felt the tremendous bulge in Sandra's skirt pressing against the average-sized bulge in her own panties, she hesitated for a second, then squeezed tight as if nothing had happened. Sandra, however, at being squeezed, felt her gut get pushed flat, and she felt the thick goop gush up her esophagus and down into her system. Her cheeks bulged out a bit as she was squeezed, and a smidgen of cum drizzled from her nostril. \n\nWhile hugging, Bubbles sniffed at the air around Sandra. Unlike the smell of her friend she was so familiar with, she was beholden to a new, sugary scent. Something deliciously sweet yet satisfyingly dirty. She swallowed her accumulating saliva to not drool on her friend and broke the hug. Sandra, once the hug was done, immediately wiped her face on her sleeve and gulped down the cum that had been forced up and out of her. A few seconds of floundering later, she smiled at the duo like she hadn't just almost turned into a human toothpaste tube of cum. \n\nBubbles, after breaking the hug, gave her a wry smile. ``Got anything you wanna tell us about, Sandra?'' \n\nSandra, however, was too thirsty to notice the salacious canine's flirtatious remark. ``Lemme get something to drink, first. I am dying of thirst. 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I really wanna know what's up with that, it's super unique.''\n\nEla giggled. ``Ooh. Well, I couldn't smell it, but I do know your adorable little sniffer can smell things much better than I can!''\n\nSandra returned with a tray littered with cups of cola and a single vegetarian burrito. Ela and Bubbles both stared in shock for a heartbeat, then broke down into giggles. \n\n``Don't laugh!'' Sandra giggled, taking a sip from one of her many drinks. ``I'm really thirsty and they wouldn't let me take six large cups of water.''\n\nThe trio all shared a bunch of giggles as Sandra chugged her drinks and enjoyed the only solid component of her lunch. \n\nWhile they were enjoying each other's company, Sandra relaxed further and further, and before she knew it, she had her legs spread and her massive junk on full display. With as much surface area of her nuts exposed as she possibly could, every inch of the slightly-hidden horsemeat was available to produce more of her head-swimmingly sweet stench. Over the course of their lunch, the air surrounding the trio slowly got more and more saturated with the potent, panty-staining essence of pony perfection wafting from Sandra's sweat-slathered scrotum. \n\nThe first person to notice, of course, was Bubbles. She had already mentioned the smell before, but when she noticed it again, she wanted to wait for Ela to make a comment about how she could smell the all-new Eau du Sandra that her friend was emitting. After all, her sense of smell was far more pronounced compared to Ela's. Little did she realize, the longer she sat and sniffed at the slowly thickening invisible cloud of musk accumulating on the trio's booth, the more her body felt a growing need for affection. \n\nIt started innocently enough in Bubbles' mind. Her girlfriend was looking really adorable today. The amount of effort she put into making herself look pretty made her heart positively flutter with delight. Her foundation was flawless. Her eye shadow was stunning. Her lipstick, immaculate. She positively glowed radiance and beauty. She was absolutely blessed to have one of the most gorgeous girls on the planet. She was so thankful to have Ela as her girlfriend. \n\nBubbles leaned over to her girlfriend and pressed her snout against her cheek, giving her the human equivalent of a kiss. Then she lolled her tongue and gave her a little lick, too.\n\n``Oh, I love you so much~'' Bubbles whimpered, positively giddy with how gorgeous her girlfriend was. \n\nEla giggled and gave her girlfriend a smooch right on back and ruffled her hair. ``Oh, you're so CUTE Bubbles! How are you this cute!'' \n\nBubbles swooned at the rub, her tail aggressively thwapping at the back of the chair, and she nestled her head against the crook of her girlfriend's shoulder. And as she sat, basking in her girlfriend's presence, she took deep, heavy breaths. Every huff, another cloud of Sandra's musk flooded her nose and clogged her mind. After breathing Sandra's glorious scent deeply enough, she even felt her sheath flooding with arousal. She didn't mind one bit that her little pup was coming out to play. She was wearing shorts, she could just push it flat against her thigh like all the guys do. She just wanted to stay and bask in her girlfriend's glorious, radiant, sugar-sweet scent...\n\nEla sniffed. Her eyebrows went up a bit as she finally recognized the scent that both Sandra and Bubbles were all too acquainted with by now. ``Oh, right! Hey, Sandra, I wanted to ask you. Bubbles had noticed you smelled a bit different-''\n\nSandra tensed up. Her expression went straight to dread.\n\n``-and I just now started smelling it, too! What is that? Some new perfume? Where'd you get it? Bubbles wanted to know, too!''\n\nAn awkward smile entered Sandra's face. Don't blow your cover! Think of a lie! Why hadn't you thought of a lie already?! ``Oh, well, uh, heh. Yeah. It's- Alright, it's a little embarrassing. But...'' A dozen thoughts flew through Sandra's head, and she started piecing together a story. ``So. You girls know Alex, right? My little sister? Well, my parents recently bought her some special... Bubble bath stuff. Some scented thing. Carnival themed. And when I was in the shower this morning, heh, whoops, instead of grabbing conditioner, I accidentally grabbed that.'' She mimed a liquid getting dumped on her head. ``So, yeah. Uh, yeah.'' \n\nDuring Sandra's story, Bubbles had started panting. The short gasps of pheromonal musk her head was now wrongfully attributing to being Ela's were having a very pronounced effect on her body. She was drooling much stronger than before, and she frequently found herself gulping and swallowing the excess saliva. Even with her efforts, thin drizzles of drool oozed from her jowls, gently dolloping upon Ela's shoulder. She nuzzled her head against Ela's cheek slightly and whimpered gently. Her leg errantly bounced up and down on the ground. Her hefty doggy cock was straining its silk-and-denim prison, begging to be let out so she could rut her girlfriend. \n\nEla giggled and nuzzled Bubbles head right on back, oblivious to her friend's overwhelmingly horny peril. ``Oh, jeez! Hope that all the chemicals don't fuck up your hair or anything. Shame that it's just some bubble bath crap, it smells really good.'' She snickered to herself. ``Maybe you could hit up the company and recommend they try turning it into a perfume?'' \n\nSandra tried to laugh as nonchalantly as she could. It, of course, came out stilted and awkward. ``Yeah, sure, if you say so. Kind of impossible for me to smell anything but that right now, so maybe once I get my sense of smell back I'll... Yeah. But, uh, anyway! I'm not so thirsty anymore, so you two wanna get shopping?''\n\nEla nodded enthusiastically. All eyes turned to the lovedrunk Bubbles, who was now slobbering even more viscously onto her girlfriend. Ela snickered and looked up at Sandra. \n\n``She's, uh, not usually like this. Dunno what's gotten into her.'' \n\nSandra nodded; glad the attention was off her. ``Hey, Bubs? Hello? Earth to Bubbles?''\n\nBubbles, upon hearing her name being called, drifted her eyes over to Sandra. Upon seeing her, she jolted upright, her tongue still hanging out of her mouth, and she frantically scrambled as she realized everything she was just doing. She stuffed her tongue back into her mouth, gulped down the excess saliva, and frantically looked for a napkin to wipe down her girlfriend's shoulder. \n\n``Oh my god, I am SO sorry, Ela! I- I- I don't know- It- Oh, god, I'm so, so so so sorry!'' \n\nEla giggled, giving her an affectionate pet. ``It's okay! You're a good girl, don't fret!'' \n\nHearing those words triggered a Pavlovian response in Bubbles. Her aching, throbbing dick surged and spurted a dollop of pre into her fur. She instantly sat upright, her mind processing a whole lot of information. Oh my god why am I so horny. I don't get like this unless Ela's had my face shoved against her crotch. Why the hell is some stupid cotton candy carnival crap making me get this fucking randy?! What is IN that stupid bubble bath thing?\n\nShe drummed her fingers along the table. ``... Sure thing, yeah. But, uh, just a sec.'' \n\nBubbles dipped her head under the table to make sure she didn't accidentally spurt any pre on the floor. Upon stuffing her face down there, however, she was assaulted by a full-frontal barrage of unicorn pheromones, saturating the cramped space beneath the table. Bubbles took a deep, heaving breath in, and her cock spurted another dollop of pre into her undies. The smell, as much as she was drowning in it, was coming directly from Sandra. Specifically, from Sandra's... Oh my fucking god, is that- \n\nEla bumped Bubbles with her leg, and Bubbles recoiled, bopped her head on the table, and clumsily pulled herself up from below, clutching at her cranium. \n\n``Ow...'' Bubbles whimpered. Ela opened her mouth, obviously to apologize or ask if she was alright, but Bubbles cut her off. ``Sorry, uh, my bad. Just, uh, need to head to the bathroom. I'll message you two when I'm out, okay?'' Bubbles punctuated her statement with an incredulous, prolonged stare at Sandra.\n\nEla looked concerned and confused. Sandra looked equal parts terrified and baffled. Just as Ela started to respond, Bubbles shuffled out of her seat, frantically searching in her pockets for something, and pulled one hand out with her phone. The other stayed put, holding something in the other pocket tightly. \n\n``Okay, queenie! You're alright, though, right? Not hurt?'' Ela asked.\n\n``Nope! Totally fine, just suddenly really gotta piss. Don't wait up!'' She walk-jogged away as briskly as she could, her tail fully raised and frantically wagging. \n\nEla, who was not a dog person, didn't grasp what the issue was as her girlfriend jogged away. Sandra, who was not a literal dog-person but was a dog person, had a much better idea of what the hell was going on in Bubbles' head. She also had the boon of knowing that the way her cock subtly reeked of pure, powerful potency masked by a hefty veil of sweet innocent sugar was definitely starting to take its toll on the canine. \n\nEla shrugged, half-dejectedly. ``I hope she's okay...'' \n\n``She'll be fine. She has our numbers if it's urgent and can hit us up in the chat if it's not urgent. Wanna get started looking around?'' \n\nEla reluctantly agreed, and their shopping adventures began. Now that she could recognize the smell, Ela started to subconsciously notice that the cotton candy flavour really was following Sandra everywhere. She must have dumped the whole bottle on her and couldn't wash it off. \n\nIt didn't even register in her mind when her loins flooded with warmth. It was normal to get horny at completely random intervals with no real trigger, so she paid it no heed. Her mind just wandered as she walked, with lingering thoughts of concern for how her girlfriend was acting at the forefront of her mind. The drool on her shoulder, the weird behaviour, it all seemed so out of place. But before that, when she was acting romantic and cuddly, that was wonderful. It felt so great to have her warm, fuzzy girlfriend by her side. The feeling of soft fur on her bare skin, her warm breath rapidly grazing her body, the quiet noises she makes whenever she's all pent up and needy and touch-starved... \n\n``Oh, Winders. Discount designer goods store.'' Sandra interjected, interrupting Ela's train of thought. ``Good first stop? See if they got anything we like for cheap?''\n\nEla smiled in return. ``Yeah, seems good. Let's go!'' \n\nThe duo remained in close proximity as they shopped. More and more, Sandra's potent scent pushed deeper and deeper into Ela's mind, but Ela couldn't place why she was feeling so horny. She just kept thinking about all the things she was going to do with her puppy after Sandra was gone. Put on her collar, strap on a leash, muzzle her, and cram her snout against her panties while she watched TV a bit. Straddle her puppy's prick and grind down on it with her soaked panties still on, just how her puppy loves it. Shove a vibrator inside her, don her strap on, and rut her bitch dry. And then the wonderful aftercare of basking in each other's presence, enjoying that sweet sugary musk of Bubbles' that clouded her mind and drenched her in a hazy mist of lust...\n\nSandra, on the other hand, was playing Whack-a-Mole with desire in her head. A lustful thought about how badly she needed to frot her cock in the space between Ela's thighs - bop, can't think about that. A cute looking set of lingerie to go absolutely nuts on and then have Ela model the bukkake'd fashion - bap, too horny. A pair of skintight denim-print yoga pants so she could show the world just how ludicrously endowed she was while still remaining ``decent'' - bep, bad idea. \n\nAfter browsing a bit, Sandra had found a lighter skirt than the one she was currently wearing that hopefully wouldn't let on that she had two feet of legendary horse meat ready and willing to emasculate anyone who could fathom themselves bigger with not only ease but love and Ela had a small pile of clothes ready to try. The two, content with their findings, headed to the changing room to try their finds on. \n\nThe attendant gave them the keys to their change rooms and gestured down the hall. To Sandra's relief, they were changing rooms, not stalls. Four walls, a roof, and a floor. \n\nThey both entered their respective rooms, each promising to show off anything that they were happy with, and started to change. Sandra started to undress, finally peeling off layer after layer of her sweat-drenched clothing, and sighed with relief at the feeling of the cold air on her bare, sweat-slicked skin. \n\nAfter stripping, she looked at herself in the full body mirror and... Her self-obsession came gushing back into her head. Somehow, her metabolism had processed the preposterous fuckload of cum she had glorped that morning and her waterbed gut had returned to the mostly-flat state it was in when she woke up. But... It wasn't quite the same. Her cock felt a smidgen heavier. Her flat chest, perkier. Her belly, softer. Her body, just a tiny bit thicker. And... Maybe taller? Height was hard to measure from the first person, but she certainly felt taller. And god, with her clothes off, her smell!\n\nThe reek of cockmeat and slutmusk was overwhelming. While her glimmering, pearlescent, heart-smattered horsecock had started off smelling potently of carnival fare with just the hint of horse cum, it now openly tainted the air around it with the heady musk of a made-to-breed stallion. All of that holding back, all of her efforts to keep contained, it all amounted to her cock just demanding more and more and more attention. Now, it wasn't going to take no for an answer. Freed from the veil of clothes, her cock throbbed, pulsed, and surged its way to fully erect, and once their it proudly dribbled a thick dollop of glittery cum. The display of prodigious pony perfection mingled with the potent, overwhelming miasma of lust clouding around her sack forced itself upon her mind and broke down all but the most powerful layers of reservation and restriction. \n\nA knock came at Sandra's changing room door. ``Sandra? I'm pretty happy with this outfit. Want to see?''\n\nEven that wasn't enough to clear Sandra's mind anymore. Instead, it just steered her lust from herself to her best friend. It wouldn't be enough to cum-stuff her own fuckslot anymore, she needed someone else. Someone to breed. Someone to offload a whole dumpster's worth of spooge in and thank her for the honor of being baptised in semen. And Ela was going to be it. \n\n``Y-Yeah.'' Despite the confidence and conviction from her inner dialogue, Sandra was still Sandra - a girl who had some issues confronting sex even when it was at her literal doorstep. ``Lemme just get dressed again.'' \n\nEla confirmed from behind the door, and Sandra got dressed as carefully as she could. She didn't even bother trying on the skirt she'd grabbed, it was irrelevant next to the slut she was about to conquest. She stuffed her cock into her skirt, squeezed her erection between her legs, and stepped out into the hall.\n\n``Whaddya think?'' Ela asked; flirtatious without even realizing it.\n\nEla's outfit was irrelevant. She was going to be out of it in moments, anyways. All she had to do was convince her things were fine, get her brand new fucksleeve out of sight, and start asserting herself.\n\n``Looks real cute!'' Sandra replied, a predatory look in her eyes. ``Really fits your style. That all you've got?'' \n\n``Thanks! I really like the look. This one's probably a real solid yes.'' Ela looked up at Sandra, whose outfit hadn't changed. ``Didn't like the skirt?''\n\n``Nah.'' Sandra replied, refusing to elaborate. \n\n``Mm, that's too bad! Guess you'll just have to be my audience while I try the rest on!'' Ela giggled and walked back to her changing room. She unlocked it, swung it open, and stepped in, the weighted door swinging shut on its own.\n\nSandra stopped the door before it latched shut. She hesitated a few moments, but when the logical part of her mind couldn't even muster a response to try to deny the overwhelming need flooding her, she pulled the door open. \n\nEla had begun undressing, and her shirt was already over her head, so she didn't see Sandra step inside. Sandra let go of the door, which swung and latched shut behind her, and stood stock still. She hadn't thought anything about how she was going to coerce Ela, or if she was going to rape her, or whatever. Her plan started and ended with ``I need to cum''.\n\nEla pulled her shirt off entirely and turned around. She was wearing a push-up bra beneath that made her 36DD chest, already large by most metrics, look tremendous. When she saw Sandra standing there, she looked confused.\n\n``Uh... Why are you in here?''\n\nSandra's heart thumped loudly in her chest. Her cock throbbed powerfully between her legs. An audible gurgle from her nuts broke the silence and spurred Sandra to speak.\n\n``I... Wanted to ask you something.'' \n\n``You... Didn't need to step in here to ask? I mean, the door isn't that thick.''\n\nSandra took a step forward and let the grip on her cock go. Immediately, it throbbed and tented her skirt a bit. Enough that she knew what was happening, but just enough that it might be mistakable for her leg.\n\n``How big is Bubbles?''\n\nEla looked confused. Sandra's... No, Bubbles' sweet, delicious smell had returned to the room, which only managed to make the encounter a little less weird. \n\n``I... Six foot one? Why does that need you to come in-''\n\n``No.'' Sandra said. She gripped her skirt and started pulling up on the hem. It rose up, past her knees, and gradually revealed more and more and more of the gargantuan horsemeat it had been concealing for the better part of an hour and a half now. The potent rush of musk poured from her exposed junk. ``How big. Is Bubbles.''\n\nEla froze. Stock still. Her mind raced at a million miles per minute. Not a single cohesive thought could be made through the fog of ideas in her mind. Vague notions about that smell being from Sandra, not Bubbles. A tug-of-war between disgust and intense arousal. Pieces of the puzzle all falling into place in her head, like why she was dressed so weird and why Bubbles reacted like that when she put her head under the table. \n\n``Smaller than me?'' \n\nEla's mouth gaped, a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips. Slowly, she nodded her head.\n\n``Think you could take me?''\n\nNo response. \n\nSandra let go of her skirt, then started pulling it down from the hem. Ela's eyes trailed along the perplexing unicorn shaft her best friend was suddenly adorned with. It glistened and gleamed in the sterile light of the change room. It looked just like a horse's cock would, were it not for the obviously artificial hearts dotting the shaft. \n\nOnce her skirt was down, Sandra stepped out of it and walked up to Ela, who was frozen still. When she got within cock-prodding distance, she gripped her shaft, angled it upwards, and rested it gently against Ela's cleavage. Ela looked down, confused as to why she couldn't move for some reason, and stared at the massive flare jutting out the top of her cleavage. \n\n``Sorry about this, Ela. I... I tried really, really hard not to, but... It's so, so needy. I can't hold it back anymore. I need to fuck you, or else I'd probably go out and rape someone else.'' \n\nEla looked up from the shaft nestled between her tits and looked in Sandra's eyes. Her mouth fluttered for a few moments, looking for a word to say.\n\nBefore she could say a word, Sandra moaned softly and her impossibly huge unicorn nuts went GRRRLGLRG. As they churned and groaned, the cumslit at the end of Sandra's shaft flared, and a huge, hefty globule of semi-translucent gel-like goop oozed out of it. It was rife with glitter and sparkles, and the sheer, potent palpable flavour of candy and cum that came from it just from the smell alone pushed down the last barrier that told her to fight back just far enough to let Sandra in. \n\nEla sighed, reaching a hand behind her and undoing the clasp on her bra. ``... Eugh, you win. Just this once, okay Sandra? I... I don't know what the fuck this is, but I know how desperate Bubbles can get sometimes, and this...'' She shimmied her bra off without letting Sandra's cock leave the comforting crevice of her cleavage. ``This is clearly a lot bigger than that. Just... Next time, cum before going out with your friends, okay?''\n\nSandra chuckled, thrusting her hips forward the slightest bit. The foreign stimulus of Sandra's warm, fat tits wrapped around her cock was pure heaven. It was everything she needed. To slather her musky rapestick along her best friend's tits, marking her with the sweet, innocuous stench of Sandra's unique cock, and the feeling of the sweat between her breasts providing an extra type of lubrication for her preposterously gargantuan shaft, was divine. \n\n``Eh heh, well...'' Sandra chuckled. She closed the distance a bit more, shoving her enormous shaft further up Ela's body. The head now aligned to just below her mouth, just in range for her to taste it. She put her hands on Ela's tits and squeezed them around her titanic rod, coaxing another dollop of her intoxicating nutsludge out from her prostate. ``I did cum before I got here. And I nearly ruined my room by doing that. That's why I need you to drain myself in, cuz last time I had to use my own throat.''\n\nEla grimaced a bit. Now, being face-to-face with her best friend's paradoxical cock, her mind was nothing but second thoughts. Sure, it smelled so good that she was seconds of physical contact with her cunt away from orgasm, but that didn't reduce for a second the guilt she felt about going behind Bubbles' back like this. It destroyed her internally about how horrible Bubbles would feel if she knew about what she was doing right now. \n\nBut on the other hand, her friend was in very clear distress. If she didn't help, she'd be actively harming the people around her by letting Sandra off without letting her clear her head and drain her nuts. And... Maybe if she agreed just this once, she wouldn't have to help Sandra out in the future. Maybe she'd get a condom that can fit her load and just dip into a bathroom whenever she got this needy and fill her rubber up until it looked straight out of a stim video. \n\n``God, you are the worst.'' Ela muttered. ``Quit being so fucking happy about this. Just... Ugh. Use my ass. Don't you dare let any of that... Stupid... glitter-cum near my pussy. I am not letting your stupid lack of foresight put some disgusting baby in me.'' \n\nEla's vitriol was fierce, but to Sandra, it was just music to her ears. She had permission to rail her ass, and she was going to abuse it. She stuffed her cock up against Ela's face, forced the head against her lips, and gave her a wily smirk. \n\n``C'mon, give my cum a little taste before I use your asshole like a fleshlight. Promise, it tastes better than Bubbles!'' \n\nEla gave Sandra a burning, hateful glare, but she didn't move her head. She pressed her lips around Sandra's cumslit, dragged her tongue along the entrance, and started sucking. The slight suction was enough of a change in stimulus to coax a huge dollop of pre from the shaft, and it surged into Ela's mouth with gleeful abandon. \n\nEla's eyes widened a bit. Incredibly, Sandra was right. This cum-slime tasted fucking amazing. It was even better than the stupid, disgusting, delicious, brain-foggingly noxious miasma of lust that her nuts were polluting the air with. It was almost sickly sweet, but her body only craved more. \n\nSandra was all too willing to give more. She reached down to her shaft and started to stroke along it in big, rhythmic tugs. She couldn't have been more thankful for anything in the world than the gift she had been given with this cock. Her dick was so massive it got orally worshipped at the head, a titfucking at the upper shaft, and she could masturbate everything below the median ring. And from all this combined pleasure, her cock just gushed and gushed and gushed prepuce into Ela's hungrily guzzling mouth. \n\nAfter a minute or two of noisily slurping, Sandra felt her prostate twitching. Her shaft throbbed and pulsed and twitched and bounced and jumped on Ela's body, and Sandra let out a sweet, sultry moan and pulled back from her friend's mouth. As her cock dragged down Ela's chest, it left a sweet, sticky trail of many litre-large globules of gooey pre-sludge.\n\n``Nnnnnnhhhhhhohfuck I'm gonna cum.'' \n\n``So cum, jackass. Get this over with.'' \n\n``Nnnnh- no, not yet.'' She just barely managed to get control of herself, despite the pre-bukkake she'd given Ela. ``I want to put it in your ass. You said I could and I wanna. So get your pants off and bend over.''\n\nEla grimaced and groaned. ``Fucking douchebag... I've got some lube in my purse. Grab that.'' Despite her complaints, she turned around, undid her belt, and gave Sandra the best show she could as she stripped. With both hands gripping her jeans and her panties, she wiggled her hips tantalizingly, bent over at the waist, and pushed her girthy rump out at her molester.\n\n``Uh... I, uh, I think I won't need it. And-'' Sandra was about to explain exactly what her desires were, but a different thought grazed her head. And she went with that. ``Fuck it.''\n\nShe came up behind Ela while she was still bent over, placed her big, fat flared head between her cheeks, and prodded at her human anus. Due to the physical limits of the human body, she made absolutely no headway in penetration, but she did smear a litre of precum into Ela's asscrack, and a few drippings of that also smushed into her anus. \n\nNow, brimming with need and with nothing to do while her semi-magical cum worked its miracles on Ela's elasticity like it did with her own throat and gut, she tugged her cock up and pushed Ela down. \n\n``Hey wha-!'' Ela complained. Her knees buckled from the force, and her arms shot out in front of her to catch her on the way down. She grunted in exertion as she was knocked to all fours. ``What the fuck?!''\n\n``Shut up.'' Sandra replied. ``You're gonna love this whether you want to or not. So stop fighting and let me use you.'' \n\nSandra reached into Ela's pants, grabbed her sopping-wet panties, and dragged them back up Ela's legs. Once they were about in place to be worn, Sandra pulled them up with force, wedging them deep in her crack. She tugged on the fabric until it was practically embedded in her cheeks, then let it go with a snap.\n\nEla yipped in complaint. Sandra shushed her, reached a hand between her thighs, and pressed on the gooey wet blotch painting a target on her pussy. \n\n``You're only this drenched because of how I smell, so just let me get my release and think about how good it's gonna feel having your intestines clogged with that stuff you were just guzzling.'' \n\nSandra pulled Ela's panties to the side, revealing her cum-slicked anus. The glitter-gunk smothering it glistened in the fluorescent light. Sandra's mind raced with how fucked up what she was doing was and how fucking excited she was about getting to slam her fat cock home in her best friend's asshole. All she needed was a hope and a prayer that her cum had somehow loosened her anus a few orders of magnitude, just like it had her stomach, and she could slam her hips home in one thrust. Probably.\n\nAs she aligned her cock with her fuckmeat's newly-loosened onahole anus, a knock rapped at the door. Both girls froze.\n\n``Excuse me?'' A woman's voice spoke from the other side. ``Is everything alright? We have a lineup and you've been in there a while.'' \n\nSandra was about to say something, but remembered she wasn't supposed to be in there. When Ela didn't speak for a few seconds, she pressed a little harder against her asshole, leaned down next to her, and gestured frantically for her to speak up already. \n\n``Ah! Oh, yeah, sorry. Just a bit longer. Sorry for taking so long.'' \n\n``Okay. Thank you.'' \n\nThe employee left. Both girls let out a sigh of relief, and as Ela was turning around to start swearing at Sandra for causing this whole shitshow in the first place, Sandra pushed her hips forward. \n\nHer theory was right. Somehow, despite nothing being different visually, Ela's anus had been made hyper-elastic by her unicorn precum. Instead of offering nothing but resistance, her anus caved in a bit and she could feel Ela's flesh stretching to fit the gargantuan slab of meat prodding at her innards.\n\nIncredibly, despite all of Ela's previous attempts at anal with Bubbles, this time, it didn't feel uncomfortable. It didn't even feel painful at all. It just felt incredible. Like her anus was made to be plowed by a cock as long as her arm and thick as her thigh. As her asshole stretched and stretched and stretched beyond the realm of possibility around the fuck-massive flare on Sandra's hyper dick, she felt the pressure from her stretching anus and the force of Sandra's continuous thrust pressing heavily down on her ready-to-gush slit. \n\nSandra moaned in delight. She could already feel the delicious heat of the forbidden passage inside the unfaithful whore's asshole leaching into her cock. She felt so close to being past the one and only barrier to fully and completely breaking her lifelong best friend's asshole and splitting her in two around her cock. All she needed was one final shove to set her flare past the point of no return. Just a few more centimetres of her impossibly huge horsecock to go, and she'd be violating territory so deep inside Ela that nothing would ever reach it again.\n\nThe continuous pressure was too much for Ela. She bit her lip, muffled her moan, and with a few pulses of agonizing pleasure, squirted. The potent scent of candy and sex, the sheer pleasure of Sandra's magical dick tearing her anus apart, and the heavy, pressing weight of cock shoving itself against her snatch was too much to handle. Her femcum spurted and sprayed from her comically squashed snatch, splattering all over Sandra's shaft and scrotum, and as her body tensed up from the first wave of the orgasm, she briefly relaxed-\n\nSandra thrust in. Ela's guard dropped for a fraction of a second and, with one fell swoop, two feet of horsecock vanished into her. SHHH-GLURK. Ela's abdomen was shoved out her front as her colon was converted into cocksleeve. Both of the girls tried to vocalize as the penetration happened, but neither succeeded in any way. Both, instead, just gasped and gurgled at the sudden overwhelming flood of pleasure rocking both their systems.\n\nSandra couldn't stop herself any longer. She was on the verge of cumming before, and this one thrust would have been enough to make her turn the walls into a Lisa Frank-Jackson Pollock crossover piece if she didn't have her convenient cum-holder to fill up. Her nuts surged and tightened as close to her body as they physically could, and with one overwhelmingly powerful throb, her cock started gushing. \n\nSandra rocked her hips back and forth by mere inches as the cum shoved down her shaft like a high-powered firehose. When it finally reached the tip after what felt like ages but was mere fractions of a second, she fountained ten litres of cum into Ela on the first gush alone. Ela's gut ballooned at the forceful filling, and the sudden shift in gravity in her made her lose her balance. She didn't have far too fall, thankfully, as the second cataclysmic burst of spunk flooded her with twice the volume of the first load, and her now-pregnant-looking stomach managed to stop her from falling any further. \n\nEla was practically brainless with pleasure. Her cunt was already squirting its second consecutive orgasm. She'd never experienced an instantaneous back-to-back orgasm before, let alone two consecutive squirts, but the pleasure of that paled to the pure rectal pleasure her anus was somehow feeling. She could not only feel the gargantuan pile of cum that was now clogging her intestines, but she could feel every twitch, every throb, every globule of nutbatter travelling up her cock in the process of being deposited in her ass-womb. \n\nSandra was a bit more familiar with the process of orgasming by now, so she just got herself comfortable on the swelling human condom she was now wearing, grabbed Ela's gargantuan gut for a bit more sensory delight, and dumped what felt like an endless supply of piping hot pleasure-slime into Ela's rectum. \n\nAfter a minute straight of orgasm, Ela's body was now partially dwarfed by her preposterously, impossibly swollen gut. She looked seven years pregnant now, with her massively disproportionate gut not only pinning her to the ground but supporting her whole body and keeping everything but her gut off it. \n\nSandra, finally, felt the brief bit of post-nut clarity starting to come to her mind, and that signalled to her that she needed to start pulling out. The trip on the out from her well-used fuck-friend was almost just as pleasurable as the thrust in as Ela's intestines, colon, and anus all desperately squeezed to keep her cock lodged deep inside her. Sandra's softening pretty pony penis was too slippery for Ela's rectum to cling onto, however, and she slipped it out with ease. Somehow, the massive, gaping anus Sandra had left on Ela didn't seem unnatural or out-of-place at all in her mind. \n\nSandra took a deep, relieved breath, and sighed with delight. \n\n``Oh... God I needed that. Thank you so, so much for...'' Sandra looked down at her cum-bloated friend. Ela didn't respond. \n\n``Are... You alright, Ela?'' Sandra prodded her gut. Ela belched in response and a small plume of cum squirted out of her asshole and landed square in her discarded pants. ``Yeah, you're probably fine. Just... gotta get used to it.'' \n\nSandra tugged Ela's panties back up so they were snugly wedged in her bum, gave her belly a little grope, and started getting dressed again. If there was any one thing her mind was telling her she needed to do with her post-nut clarity it was get the fuck away from the scene of the crime. She didn't want anything to do with this mess. \n\nWith her skirt adorned, her nuts emptied, and her cock softening down to its automatically concealed state, Sandra pulled out her phone and sent a quick private message to Ela.\n\n``Thank you so much. If you don't tell Bubbles I won't tell. Let me know when you've recovered. Sorry!''\n\nAnd she stepped out of the stall, leaving the anally demolished cum-dumpster behind.\n\nBubbles jerked her hips and whined as her cock spurted her well-above-average load into the bowl of the toilet she was masturbating over. She couldn't stop herself. After huffing that incredibly potent, overwhelming scent pouring from Sandra's genitals, and feeling that little bump in her dress, and how weird everything was, it all made sense in her head. Well, it made no sense, but it made sense. \n\nSomehow, Sandra had gotten a cock. And it smelled amazing. And everything about it was amazing. And it was so amazing that Bubbles had just locked herself in a stall, beat off once, then just kept on masturbating. Now, after cumming twice, she finally started to feel a bit of relief. \n\nHer ludicrous sex drive was both a blessing and a curse. Being born a hermaphrodite, she managed to get a bit of the best of both worlds when it came to pleasure, but that came with the cost of wanting as bad as both combined. If she wanted, she could probably do something that made her horny and get a third orgasm out of her right then and there, but she didn't really feel the need to go any further. For now. \n\nBubbles scooted herself a bit backwards on the bowl, and with some awkward maneuvering, managed to cram her half-hard cock into the women's-sized toilet bowl. With her dick safely positioned, she sighed, relaxed her bladder, and let true relief and release wash over her. \n\nWhile pissing, she grabbed her phone and sent a message in the group chat. \n\n``where r u 2?''\n\nSandra responded. \n\n``Winders. Just leaving now. Ela's had a little bathroom problem and needed to scoot, so it's just me for now.''\n\nBubbles' eyes widened. Her heart thumped quietly in her chest. She never got to really let it show, but she had the biggest kink for watersports and everything associated, so in her still-lust-addled mind, all manner of fantasies of her beautiful girlfriend accidentally wetting herself while trying on clothes flooded her mind. \n\nGod, Bubbles thought. I wish I had the guts to ask her to humor me on that... \n\n``How about you?'' Sandra replied.\n\n``just leaving the girls room meet u there :)''\n\nBubbles pulled herself from the bowl of the toilet, wiped her retreating red rocket with some toilet paper, and flushed down the remains of her momentary lapse in self control. This time, she wasn't going to let Sandra get off so easily about that thing between her legs.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Sandra immediately regretted stepping outside.

It was hot. Hot as hell. The midday sun was beating down on the city and the ambient temperature was somewhere between liquid suffering and Death Valley on a good day in the summer. And she had her whole body covered in thick, dense, heavy, winter clothing. Today was going to suck.

She reached into her hoodie's front pocket to grab her phone, but as she reached in, her hand dug into her gravid gutmeat and a ripple of palpably strong emotions washed over her mind. Her hand lingered, exerting that delicious pressure on her cum-crammed chub. Her sensory obsession with her huge belly was a two-pronged attack on her conscious mind. On the first front, she adored the feeling of her fat belly sloshing under her fingers; feeling the light pressure of her hand squishing her swimmingly soft pillow of fatty cum-bloated flesh was heavenly. On the other front, she loved the weight her hand was forcing on her. The tension of hand squashing turgid belly flesh and the sensation of thick, gooey cum sloshing about in her innards while being squeezed up her esophagus with every squish gave her a rush. It felt like she was being pushed to her physical limit just with the gentlest of pressure, and the nastiest part of her mind was egging her to go beyond. In a word, it was intoxicating.

A distant siren ripped Sandra from her momentary paralysis. Reality, as it tends to do, took precedence over her momentary lapse in self-control. She quickly grabbed her phone from her pocket, tucked her head down, and shamefully set out from her house towards the bus stop, reminding herself to not interact with her sloshing, gurgling belly with every step that jostled it.

The burning heat and the sky-high humidity were practically unbearable. She'd been outside for less than a minute and she could already feel her sweat glands precipitating. Thankfully for her, the feeling of her clammy clothing starting to stick to her body also managed to draw Sandra's thoughts from her developing self-obsession and grounded her in the here and now.

She grumbled discontentedly. Okay, dipshit. Rule for the future. You can't just start swallowing your loads during the summer. Skirt alone would almost be bearable, but this is way too much.

Her mind mostly remained empty for her brief trip to the bus stop. In her mind, the only thing that mattered was getting to the wonderful world of air-conditioning.

At her stop, she checked the schedule for what was coming next, then ducked into the shade of the bus shelter. It didn't help much, but being out of the sun did have an effect. With her mind less occupied with the crushing heat of the day, she took stock of herself.

Things were mostly okay. She was so occupied with not dying from heat stroke that her body didn't have the energy to process how alien, yet natural her concealed physique was feeling. Not once on her trip did she pause or misstep when her fat, sweaty nuts slapped together or she needed to pull her legs apart slightly to get her scrotum un-glued from her thigh. With her junk on her mind, Sandra's easily manipulated thought process drifted back to her shower. The image of herself standing, cock in hand, bloated gut hanging heavily, as she hosed down the bathtub with dozens of gallons of piss sank deeper and deeper in her mind. That was her. She looked like that now. She pissed like that now. Her huge nuts had whole bathtubs of capacity in them, for pee and for cum. (Remarkably, any thoughts about how urine was not stored in the balls did not occur to her.) It was equal parts incredible and horrifying. Even now, she could feel the sweat drizzling down her horse nuts and the cool tang of perspiration leaking down her taint. Hell, she would likely be leaving drips of moisture on the ground from where the sweat couldn't stick to her scrotum.

Sandra's phone buzzed, letting her mind escape its own half-horny contemplation. She pulled her phone up and quickly checked the time. Two minutes until the bus would be here. She unlocked her phone to view her notifications.

Most notifications weren't relevant, but the group chat was positively brimming with activity. Bubbles and Ela were messaging back and forth about their plans for the day. Ordinary banter. Complaints about how unbelievably hot it was (right?). Flattering selfies. Flirtatious remarks. The mood was so casual among her friends that, for the briefest of moments, Sandra thought she could let them know about her sudden change... But she pushed that thought down quite quickly. It would be a stupid decision to suddenly dump this revelation on her friends before what was supposed to be a fun day at the mall.

Sandra smacked her lips. Her mouth was quite dry. ``Really thirsty...''

Good Gods, she just realized how much she would be drinking to stay hydrated today. It was literally paradoxical how much liquid she'd managed to put out this morning, and now here she was, drenched with sweat. She couldn't even fathom how much water it would take to quench her thirst when she made it to the mall.

Finally, five minutes later than the bus was scheduled to come, transit finally arrived. Sandra, in no position to complain, just got on and scanned her bus pass without comment. She was so focused on her phone and the conversation between Ela and Bubbles that she neglected to look up, and when the bus jolted into motion, she was knocked off balance and bumped into a passenger.

``Sor- URP!'' Sandra belched. The sudden force had upset her delicate stomach and pressed her cum-laden gut so hard that a solid blotch of nut-stuffing had forced its way out of her stomach, up her throat, and deposited itself right in her mouth. The heady, sugary flavour; the thick, ooey-gooey texture; the intoxicating musk; it all dumped itself from the back of her mind right to the front with a rush of arousal.

Sandra shoved her way past the patron, now grabbing the overhead rail for support, and swallowed as hard as she could. Even the sensation of guzzling her regurgitated cum set her senses alight with desire and lust. While the midday heat was slightly reduced by the on-board AC, Sandra now had to deal with the metaphorical heat she felt gushing from her loins.

With her mind verifiably frazzled, she shuffled her way towards a proper seat at the back of the bus. As she plopped down, her head swam with the immaculate, divine taste of her own gooey unicorn seed. It was divine perfection. Beauty absolute. A blessing from nature itself. Rhyming eloquence to every sensation that only she could provide. Her shaft throbbed and her nuts glorped with potent seed as her body shifted back into high production, readying itself for a public display of-

Wait, public? Oh no, no, no. Not here. Not now! She was NOT going to let her stupid mind get the best of her now-ludicrous libido and tent her dress. And she most CERTAINLY was not going to hose down this bus with her glimmering gooey uni-cum. The mere thought of losing control to her shaft, again, was humiliating. There was no way she was going to ruin the days of every other passenger on this bus just because she couldn't keep her cock under control.

And yet, the seed of lust was planted. The war for control in Sandra's mind had begun. The shame of being a human girl with a horsecock that towered over her torso at full mast was challenged with the ludicrous hotness of being a human girl with a horsecock that towered over her torso at full mast. Despite having just came less than two hours ago, she already felt her nuts roiling and gurgling and begging to let loose a load just as big as her first orgasm. Begging to pump every bitch on this bus full of seed and-

At-at-at! No! Sandra caught herself again and mentally reprimanded herself. Despite what her cock was telling her, she was still just a normal person, and normal was perfectly fucking acceptable. She couldn't throw away all pretenses of normalcy just because she's had a sudden surprise grafted between her legs.

With her mind a mess of horny thoughts and angry self-control, Sandra let out an exasperated sigh. She spread her legs a bit, and as she felt her nuts sagging against the chair, she jerked herself upright and clamped her legs around her shaft.

... Oh. That's why manspreading is a thing. Her sweaty, chafing thighs squeezed around her shaft, and as she uncomfortably shifted her legs this way and that, she felt a bit of pre dribbling from the head of her half-hard hog. But I bet guys don't have to fucking deal with THIS kind of problem.

Sandra moaned quietly. She was so close to being able to duck away in a bathroom stall in the supermall, whip her dick out, jerk herself off, and let the resulting mess be someone else's problem. All she needed to do was keep her legs squeezed tight around her shaft, not make any big steps, and wait...

Unbeknownst to her, the scent of Sandra's shaft began to waft into the air around her. She hadn't worn deodorant today, not that it would have helped with the main source of her scent, and now her genitals were emitting her mild, but potent, sweet scent into the air around her. It was far from a bad smell, as it made her presence feel like you were next to a candy shop, but it contained a certain je-ne-sais-quoi that just naturally drew out the more risque side. Sandra was immune to it because her nostrils were still clogged with the smell of cum.

To kill time, Sandra pulled her phone out and went to re-join her chat with her friends. She opened it up and was delighted to see the duo had already met at the mall and were now just messaging her.

``Hey Sandra!'' One of Ela's messages read. ``What's taking you so long? Bubbles was getting worried you weren't gonna make it!''

Sandra snickered. She typed up her response.

``Yeah, but isn't that because dogs aren't good with time?''

Ela replied with an emoji of someone that looked like they were crying with laughter. Bubbles frantically typed up a response.

``hey! racist! im not a dog, im a labrador retriever! >:C''

Sandra smiled. How was she blessed with the absolute cutest friends in the country?

``Fine, fine. Aren't Labrador Retrievers bad with time?''

``yes we are :p''

Their conversation and playful dialogue continued for a bit, with plenty of pictures shared between the trio. Sandra lamented having to wear really hot clothes because the rest of her stuff was dirty. Bubbles and Ela took a picture together where Bubbles was licking her cheek and one of Ela licking Bubbles' cheek. All fun stuff.

At some point while chatting, a weight started pressing against the back of Sandra's mind. One picture of Ela drew her attention. It might have been the light reflecting off her glossy lipstick. It might have been her cleavage showing. It might have just been pure chance. But for some reason, when Sandra saw it, her heart skipped a beat and her dick throbbed. She had to squeeze her legs extra hard to prevent her cock from properly rising. A deep, red flush spread through Sandra's face. She wanted to be inside her. Why did she want to bed Ela so badly all of the sudden?

Then, when Bubbles sent a glamour shot to the chat, Sandra's heart skipped a beat yet again. Her canine jowls were lifted in just the most perfect way to show her large tongue. Her teeth glinted just the slightest bit. The cavity of her mouth was just perfectly shaped for a cock to be lodged into it. And she could be the one to turn her throat into a doggy fucksleeve.

Sandra hesitated for a moment. She used to have feelings for the two of them back when she was in the middle of puberty, but that could be very easily attributed to teenage hormones. Now that she had grown out of that and they had started dating, she thought those feelings had gone away. And besides, not only did the two look positively adorable and dorky together, but they made each other extremely happy. Her longing to get in between their relationship wasn't just selfish, it was wrong. It was wrong of her to want to pin Ela down on top of Bubbles, pump her womb full of enough cum to leave her looking pregnant, then have that load be the one that develops into a proper pregnancy. It was wrong to want Bubbles to dig that canine tongue up her unicorn butthole while Ela was getting her gut busted by Sandra's very own supermassive horsecock. It was wrong to want to 69 with Bubbles while smothering Ela's face with her fat nuts.

But god damn it, her illogical mind was practically screaming at her that she needed to breed her two best friends.

The bus screeched to a halt, pulling Sandra's attention from breeding her friends back to her immediate environment. Everyone on the bus started getting up. Sandra's horniness had to take a back seat to reality yet again. She looked up from her phone and glanced around. The bus had apparently made it to the mall and she hadn't noticed yet. Sandra put a hand on her lap, pushed her nearly erect chub into the nook of her thighs, stood up with the crowd, and awkwardly shuffled her way off the bus.

Sandra didn't even look back and notice the little pool of glitter-``glue'' she had left behind on the floor, nor the sack-shaped sweat stain now tainting the seat she was using. Thankfully for her, the dress was dark enough that the stain didn't show through on her end.

The brief trip from the bus exchange to inside the mall was positively dreadful, as the air-conditioned bus ride and the massive slab of domination throbbing and pulsing against its fleshy prison of thighs had managed to pull her mind completely from the horrendous heat. Even worse, because she couldn't risk having her cock spring up and blow her cover, she couldn't move either of her legs far at all, and what should have been a fifteen second trip turned into an entire minute of agonized shuffling.

While the shuffle of shame to the mall was awkward and left a thin trail of slime in Sandra's wake, the overbearing heat did successfully reduce her arousal by what felt like megatons. Being wildly uncomfortable was a great mood killer, it seemed, and by the time she was greeted by the rush of the chilly air-conditioned ambience of the mall, her shaft had returned to its ``incognito'' state and was now hidden under her skirt without needing to be pressed together.

Sandra sighed with relief when she realized her cock no longer needed careful monitoring. She un-stuck her member from her legs, again, and happily speedwalked to the food court, eager to see her girlfriends and get a gallon of water into her system.

The onslaught of light, sounds, and scents of the mall was overwhelming. Perfectly overwhelming if you wanted to keep your mind from some very particular thoughts. If you so pleased, you couldn't go more than ten seconds before something wildly different was cloying for your attention. And so it was that Sandra passed by makeup stores, electronics boutiques, gimmick bakeries, shitty cafes, and clothing stores for every conceivable niche on her way to the food court.

Once safely past the myriad temptations of the wallet and securely in the plaza of palate pleasure that was the food court, she glanced around the congested area for her gal pals. It wasn't too hard to spot her besties out, since they were so familiar to her, but she was much harder for them to spot due to how out-of-season her fashion was. She was nearly ten feet away when Ela finally noticed her coming and gestured for Bubbles to look.

``Oh! Sandra! Hey!'' Ela gleefully chimed. ``Why didn't you text us and let us know you're here?''

``Ah-heh, sorry. Slipped my mind. Wanted to make an order before I came over and saw you guys, but I couldn't resist seeing my two favourite people in the world!'' Sandra replied giddily.

Ela got up and gave her an enthusiastic hug. She thought that strange thing pressing against her at Sandra's waist height was just some weird belt or something. Bubbles, in turn, got up and gave her a hug right after. When Bubbles felt the tremendous bulge in Sandra's skirt pressing against the average-sized bulge in her own panties, she hesitated for a second, then squeezed tight as if nothing had happened. Sandra, however, at being squeezed, felt her gut get pushed flat, and she felt the thick goop gush up her esophagus and down into her system. Her cheeks bulged out a bit as she was squeezed, and a smidgen of cum drizzled from her nostril.

While hugging, Bubbles sniffed at the air around Sandra. Unlike the smell of her friend she was so familiar with, she was beholden to a new, sugary scent. Something deliciously sweet yet satisfyingly dirty. She swallowed her accumulating saliva to not drool on her friend and broke the hug. Sandra, once the hug was done, immediately wiped her face on her sleeve and gulped down the cum that had been forced up and out of her. A few seconds of floundering later, she smiled at the duo like she hadn't just almost turned into a human toothpaste tube of cum.

Bubbles, after breaking the hug, gave her a wry smile. ``Got anything you wanna tell us about, Sandra?''

Sandra, however, was too thirsty to notice the salacious canine's flirtatious remark. ``Lemme get something to drink, first. I am dying of thirst. It's hell out there.''

Sandra went off from the girlfriends to get one of every kind of diet soda available to her and an extra cup of water. Healthy practices be damned, once her thirst was sated, she could pick up a four-litre bottle of water at a drug store.

While she was getting her drink, Bubbles and Ela shared a little smooch.

Bubbles grinned at Ela. ``Wonder why she's dressed like that, yeah?''

Ela nodded. ``Yeah- I know! Why wear layers in the middle of summer? It's like she's begging for heatstroke.''

Bubbles' ears perked up a bit when she heard the word ``beg'' but she quickly contained herself. She blushed a bit under her fur and giggled to herself. She was way too into the pet play training she and Ela were trying out, it seemed.

``Eh heheh, yeah.'' Bubbles responded. ``And she's got some new kind of... Perfume? Deodorant? It's, like, really sweet, but with hints of earthiness to it? Like carnival cotton candy being eaten in a rain storm. I really wanna know what's up with that, it's super unique.''

Ela giggled. ``Ooh. Well, I couldn't smell it, but I do know your adorable little sniffer can smell things much better than I can!''

Sandra returned with a tray littered with cups of cola and a single vegetarian burrito. Ela and Bubbles both stared in shock for a heartbeat, then broke down into giggles.

``Don't laugh!'' Sandra giggled, taking a sip from one of her many drinks. ``I'm really thirsty and they wouldn't let me take six large cups of water.''

The trio all shared a bunch of giggles as Sandra chugged her drinks and enjoyed the only solid component of her lunch.

While they were enjoying each other's company, Sandra relaxed further and further, and before she knew it, she had her legs spread and her massive junk on full display. With as much surface area of her nuts exposed as she possibly could, every inch of the slightly-hidden horsemeat was available to produce more of her head-swimmingly sweet stench. Over the course of their lunch, the air surrounding the trio slowly got more and more saturated with the potent, panty-staining essence of pony perfection wafting from Sandra's sweat-slathered scrotum.

The first person to notice, of course, was Bubbles. She had already mentioned the smell before, but when she noticed it again, she wanted to wait for Ela to make a comment about how she could smell the all-new Eau du Sandra that her friend was emitting. After all, her sense of smell was far more pronounced compared to Ela's. Little did she realize, the longer she sat and sniffed at the slowly thickening invisible cloud of musk accumulating on the trio's booth, the more her body felt a growing need for affection.

It started innocently enough in Bubbles' mind. Her girlfriend was looking really adorable today. The amount of effort she put into making herself look pretty made her heart positively flutter with delight. Her foundation was flawless. Her eye shadow was stunning. Her lipstick, immaculate. She positively glowed radiance and beauty. She was absolutely blessed to have one of the most gorgeous girls on the planet. She was so thankful to have Ela as her girlfriend.

Bubbles leaned over to her girlfriend and pressed her snout against her cheek, giving her the human equivalent of a kiss. Then she lolled her tongue and gave her a little lick, too.

``Oh, I love you so much~'' Bubbles whimpered, positively giddy with how gorgeous her girlfriend was.

Ela giggled and gave her girlfriend a smooch right on back and ruffled her hair. ``Oh, you're so CUTE Bubbles! How are you this cute!''

Bubbles swooned at the rub, her tail aggressively thwapping at the back of the chair, and she nestled her head against the crook of her girlfriend's shoulder. And as she sat, basking in her girlfriend's presence, she took deep, heavy breaths. Every huff, another cloud of Sandra's musk flooded her nose and clogged her mind. After breathing Sandra's glorious scent deeply enough, she even felt her sheath flooding with arousal. She didn't mind one bit that her little pup was coming out to play. She was wearing shorts, she could just push it flat against her thigh like all the guys do. She just wanted to stay and bask in her girlfriend's glorious, radiant, sugar-sweet scent...

Ela sniffed. Her eyebrows went up a bit as she finally recognized the scent that both Sandra and Bubbles were all too acquainted with by now. ``Oh, right! Hey, Sandra, I wanted to ask you. Bubbles had noticed you smelled a bit different-''

Sandra tensed up. Her expression went straight to dread.

``-and I just now started smelling it, too! What is that? Some new perfume? Where'd you get it? Bubbles wanted to know, too!''

An awkward smile entered Sandra's face. Don't blow your cover! Think of a lie! Why hadn't you thought of a lie already?! ``Oh, well, uh, heh. Yeah. It's- Alright, it's a little embarrassing. But...'' A dozen thoughts flew through Sandra's head, and she started piecing together a story. ``So. You girls know Alex, right? My little sister? Well, my parents recently bought her some special... Bubble bath stuff. Some scented thing. Carnival themed. And when I was in the shower this morning, heh, whoops, instead of grabbing conditioner, I accidentally grabbed that.'' She mimed a liquid getting dumped on her head. ``So, yeah. Uh, yeah.''

During Sandra's story, Bubbles had started panting. The short gasps of pheromonal musk her head was now wrongfully attributing to being Ela's were having a very pronounced effect on her body. She was drooling much stronger than before, and she frequently found herself gulping and swallowing the excess saliva. Even with her efforts, thin drizzles of drool oozed from her jowls, gently dolloping upon Ela's shoulder. She nuzzled her head against Ela's cheek slightly and whimpered gently. Her leg errantly bounced up and down on the ground. Her hefty doggy cock was straining its silk-and-denim prison, begging to be let out so she could rut her girlfriend.

Ela giggled and nuzzled Bubbles head right on back, oblivious to her friend's overwhelmingly horny peril. ``Oh, jeez! Hope that all the chemicals don't fuck up your hair or anything. Shame that it's just some bubble bath crap, it smells really good.'' She snickered to herself. ``Maybe you could hit up the company and recommend they try turning it into a perfume?''

Sandra tried to laugh as nonchalantly as she could. It, of course, came out stilted and awkward. ``Yeah, sure, if you say so. Kind of impossible for me to smell anything but that right now, so maybe once I get my sense of smell back I'll... Yeah. But, uh, anyway! I'm not so thirsty anymore, so you two wanna get shopping?''

Ela nodded enthusiastically. All eyes turned to the lovedrunk Bubbles, who was now slobbering even more viscously onto her girlfriend. Ela snickered and looked up at Sandra.

``She's, uh, not usually like this. Dunno what's gotten into her.''

Sandra nodded; glad the attention was off her. ``Hey, Bubs? Hello? Earth to Bubbles?''

Bubbles, upon hearing her name being called, drifted her eyes over to Sandra. Upon seeing her, she jolted upright, her tongue still hanging out of her mouth, and she frantically scrambled as she realized everything she was just doing. She stuffed her tongue back into her mouth, gulped down the excess saliva, and frantically looked for a napkin to wipe down her girlfriend's shoulder.

``Oh my god, I am SO sorry, Ela! I- I- I don't know- It- Oh, god, I'm so, so so so sorry!''

Ela giggled, giving her an affectionate pet. ``It's okay! You're a good girl, don't fret!''

Hearing those words triggered a Pavlovian response in Bubbles. Her aching, throbbing dick surged and spurted a dollop of pre into her fur. She instantly sat upright, her mind processing a whole lot of information. Oh my god why am I so horny. I don't get like this unless Ela's had my face shoved against her crotch. Why the hell is some stupid cotton candy carnival crap making me get this fucking randy?! What is IN that stupid bubble bath thing?

She drummed her fingers along the table. ``... Sure thing, yeah. But, uh, just a sec.''

Bubbles dipped her head under the table to make sure she didn't accidentally spurt any pre on the floor. Upon stuffing her face down there, however, she was assaulted by a full-frontal barrage of unicorn pheromones, saturating the cramped space beneath the table. Bubbles took a deep, heaving breath in, and her cock spurted another dollop of pre into her undies. The smell, as much as she was drowning in it, was coming directly from Sandra. Specifically, from Sandra's... Oh my fucking god, is that-

Ela bumped Bubbles with her leg, and Bubbles recoiled, bopped her head on the table, and clumsily pulled herself up from below, clutching at her cranium.

``Ow...'' Bubbles whimpered. Ela opened her mouth, obviously to apologize or ask if she was alright, but Bubbles cut her off. ``Sorry, uh, my bad. Just, uh, need to head to the bathroom. I'll message you two when I'm out, okay?'' Bubbles punctuated her statement with an incredulous, prolonged stare at Sandra.

Ela looked concerned and confused. Sandra looked equal parts terrified and baffled. Just as Ela started to respond, Bubbles shuffled out of her seat, frantically searching in her pockets for something, and pulled one hand out with her phone. The other stayed put, holding something in the other pocket tightly.

``Okay, queenie! You're alright, though, right? Not hurt?'' Ela asked.

``Nope! Totally fine, just suddenly really gotta piss. Don't wait up!'' She walk-jogged away as briskly as she could, her tail fully raised and frantically wagging.

Ela, who was not a dog person, didn't grasp what the issue was as her girlfriend jogged away. Sandra, who was not a literal dog-person but was a dog person, had a much better idea of what the hell was going on in Bubbles' head. She also had the boon of knowing that the way her cock subtly reeked of pure, powerful potency masked by a hefty veil of sweet innocent sugar was definitely starting to take its toll on the canine.

Ela shrugged, half-dejectedly. ``I hope she's okay...''

``She'll be fine. She has our numbers if it's urgent and can hit us up in the chat if it's not urgent. Wanna get started looking around?''

Ela reluctantly agreed, and their shopping adventures began. Now that she could recognize the smell, Ela started to subconsciously notice that the cotton candy flavour really was following Sandra everywhere. She must have dumped the whole bottle on her and couldn't wash it off.

It didn't even register in her mind when her loins flooded with warmth. It was normal to get horny at completely random intervals with no real trigger, so she paid it no heed. Her mind just wandered as she walked, with lingering thoughts of concern for how her girlfriend was acting at the forefront of her mind. The drool on her shoulder, the weird behaviour, it all seemed so out of place. But before that, when she was acting romantic and cuddly, that was wonderful. It felt so great to have her warm, fuzzy girlfriend by her side. The feeling of soft fur on her bare skin, her warm breath rapidly grazing her body, the quiet noises she makes whenever she's all pent up and needy and touch-starved...

``Oh, Winders. Discount designer goods store.'' Sandra interjected, interrupting Ela's train of thought. ``Good first stop? See if they got anything we like for cheap?''

Ela smiled in return. ``Yeah, seems good. Let's go!''

The duo remained in close proximity as they shopped. More and more, Sandra's potent scent pushed deeper and deeper into Ela's mind, but Ela couldn't place why she was feeling so horny. She just kept thinking about all the things she was going to do with her puppy after Sandra was gone. Put on her collar, strap on a leash, muzzle her, and cram her snout against her panties while she watched TV a bit. Straddle her puppy's prick and grind down on it with her soaked panties still on, just how her puppy loves it. Shove a vibrator inside her, don her strap on, and rut her bitch dry. And then the wonderful aftercare of basking in each other's presence, enjoying that sweet sugary musk of Bubbles' that clouded her mind and drenched her in a hazy mist of lust...

Sandra, on the other hand, was playing Whack-a-Mole with desire in her head. A lustful thought about how badly she needed to frot her cock in the space between Ela's thighs - bop, can't think about that. A cute looking set of lingerie to go absolutely nuts on and then have Ela model the bukkake'd fashion - bap, too horny. A pair of skintight denim-print yoga pants so she could show the world just how ludicrously endowed she was while still remaining ``decent'' - bep, bad idea.

After browsing a bit, Sandra had found a lighter skirt than the one she was currently wearing that hopefully wouldn't let on that she had two feet of legendary horse meat ready and willing to emasculate anyone who could fathom themselves bigger with not only ease but love and Ela had a small pile of clothes ready to try. The two, content with their findings, headed to the changing room to try their finds on.

The attendant gave them the keys to their change rooms and gestured down the hall. To Sandra's relief, they were changing rooms, not stalls. Four walls, a roof, and a floor.

They both entered their respective rooms, each promising to show off anything that they were happy with, and started to change. Sandra started to undress, finally peeling off layer after layer of her sweat-drenched clothing, and sighed with relief at the feeling of the cold air on her bare, sweat-slicked skin.

After stripping, she looked at herself in the full body mirror and... Her self-obsession came gushing back into her head. Somehow, her metabolism had processed the preposterous fuckload of cum she had glorped that morning and her waterbed gut had returned to the mostly-flat state it was in when she woke up. But... It wasn't quite the same. Her cock felt a smidgen heavier. Her flat chest, perkier. Her belly, softer. Her body, just a tiny bit thicker. And... Maybe taller? Height was hard to measure from the first person, but she certainly felt taller. And god, with her clothes off, her smell!

The reek of cockmeat and slutmusk was overwhelming. While her glimmering, pearlescent, heart-smattered horsecock had started off smelling potently of carnival fare with just the hint of horse cum, it now openly tainted the air around it with the heady musk of a made-to-breed stallion. All of that holding back, all of her efforts to keep contained, it all amounted to her cock just demanding more and more and more attention. Now, it wasn't going to take no for an answer. Freed from the veil of clothes, her cock throbbed, pulsed, and surged its way to fully erect, and once their it proudly dribbled a thick dollop of glittery cum. The display of prodigious pony perfection mingled with the potent, overwhelming miasma of lust clouding around her sack forced itself upon her mind and broke down all but the most powerful layers of reservation and restriction.

A knock came at Sandra's changing room door. ``Sandra? I'm pretty happy with this outfit. Want to see?''

Even that wasn't enough to clear Sandra's mind anymore. Instead, it just steered her lust from herself to her best friend. It wouldn't be enough to cum-stuff her own fuckslot anymore, she needed someone else. Someone to breed. Someone to offload a whole dumpster's worth of spooge in and thank her for the honor of being baptised in semen. And Ela was going to be it.

``Y-Yeah.'' Despite the confidence and conviction from her inner dialogue, Sandra was still Sandra - a girl who had some issues confronting sex even when it was at her literal doorstep. ``Lemme just get dressed again.''

Ela confirmed from behind the door, and Sandra got dressed as carefully as she could. She didn't even bother trying on the skirt she'd grabbed, it was irrelevant next to the slut she was about to conquest. She stuffed her cock into her skirt, squeezed her erection between her legs, and stepped out into the hall.

``Whaddya think?'' Ela asked; flirtatious without even realizing it.

Ela's outfit was irrelevant. She was going to be out of it in moments, anyways. All she had to do was convince her things were fine, get her brand new fucksleeve out of sight, and start asserting herself.

``Looks real cute!'' Sandra replied, a predatory look in her eyes. ``Really fits your style. That all you've got?''  

``Thanks! I really like the look. This one's probably a real solid yes.'' Ela looked up at Sandra, whose outfit hadn't changed. ``Didn't like the skirt?''

``Nah.'' Sandra replied, refusing to elaborate.

``Mm, that's too bad! Guess you'll just have to be my audience while I try the rest on!'' Ela giggled and walked back to her changing room. She unlocked it, swung it open, and stepped in, the weighted door swinging shut on its own.

Sandra stopped the door before it latched shut. She hesitated a few moments, but when the logical part of her mind couldn't even muster a response to try to deny the overwhelming need flooding her, she pulled the door open.

Ela had begun undressing, and her shirt was already over her head, so she didn't see Sandra step inside. Sandra let go of the door, which swung and latched shut behind her, and stood stock still. She hadn't thought anything about how she was going to coerce Ela, or if she was going to rape her, or whatever. Her plan started and ended with ``I need to cum''.

Ela pulled her shirt off entirely and turned around. She was wearing a push-up bra beneath that made her 36DD chest, already large by most metrics, look tremendous. When she saw Sandra standing there, she looked confused.

``Uh... Why are you in here?''

Sandra's heart thumped loudly in her chest. Her cock throbbed powerfully between her legs. An audible gurgle from her nuts broke the silence and spurred Sandra to speak.

``I... Wanted to ask you something.''

``You... Didn't need to step in here to ask? I mean, the door isn't that thick.''

Sandra took a step forward and let the grip on her cock go. Immediately, it throbbed and tented her skirt a bit. Enough that she knew what was happening, but just enough that it might be mistakable for her leg.

``How big is Bubbles?''

Ela looked confused. Sandra's... No, Bubbles' sweet, delicious smell had returned to the room, which only managed to make the encounter a little less weird.

``I... Six foot one? Why does that need you to come in-''

``No.'' Sandra said. She gripped her skirt and started pulling up on the hem. It rose up, past her knees, and gradually revealed more and more and more of the gargantuan horsemeat it had been concealing for the better part of an hour and a half now. The potent rush of musk poured from her exposed junk. ``How big. Is Bubbles.''

Ela froze. Stock still. Her mind raced at a million miles per minute. Not a single cohesive thought could be made through the fog of ideas in her mind. Vague notions about that smell being from Sandra, not Bubbles. A tug-of-war between disgust and intense arousal. Pieces of the puzzle all falling into place in her head, like why she was dressed so weird and why Bubbles reacted like that when she put her head under the table.

``Smaller than me?''

Ela's mouth gaped, a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips. Slowly, she nodded her head.

``Think you could take me?''

No response.

Sandra let go of her skirt, then started pulling it down from the hem. Ela's eyes trailed along the perplexing unicorn shaft her best friend was suddenly adorned with. It glistened and gleamed in the sterile light of the change room. It looked just like a horse's cock would, were it not for the obviously artificial hearts dotting the shaft.

Once her skirt was down, Sandra stepped out of it and walked up to Ela, who was frozen still. When she got within cock-prodding distance, she gripped her shaft, angled it upwards, and rested it gently against Ela's cleavage. Ela looked down, confused as to why she couldn't move for some reason, and stared at the massive flare jutting out the top of her cleavage.

``Sorry about this, Ela. I... I tried really, really hard not to, but... It's so, so needy. I can't hold it back anymore. I need to fuck you, or else I'd probably go out and rape someone else.''

Ela looked up from the shaft nestled between her tits and looked in Sandra's eyes. Her mouth fluttered for a few moments, looking for a word to say.

Before she could say a word, Sandra moaned softly and her impossibly huge unicorn nuts went GRRRLGLRG. As they churned and groaned, the cumslit at the end of Sandra's shaft flared, and a huge, hefty globule of semi-translucent gel-like goop oozed out of it. It was rife with glitter and sparkles, and the sheer, potent palpable flavour of candy and cum that came from it just from the smell alone pushed down the last barrier that told her to fight back just far enough to let Sandra in.

Ela sighed, reaching a hand behind her and undoing the clasp on her bra. ``... Eugh, you win. Just this once, okay Sandra? I... I don't know what the fuck this is, but I know how desperate Bubbles can get sometimes, and this...'' She shimmied her bra off without letting Sandra's cock leave the comforting crevice of her cleavage. ``This is clearly a lot bigger than that. Just... Next time, cum before going out with your friends, okay?''

Sandra chuckled, thrusting her hips forward the slightest bit. The foreign stimulus of Sandra's warm, fat tits wrapped around her cock was pure heaven. It was everything she needed. To slather her musky rapestick along her best friend's tits, marking her with the sweet, innocuous stench of Sandra's unique cock, and the feeling of the sweat between her breasts providing an extra type of lubrication for her preposterously gargantuan shaft, was divine.

``Eh heh, well...'' Sandra chuckled. She closed the distance a bit more, shoving her enormous shaft further up Ela's body. The head now aligned to just below her mouth, just in range for her to taste it. She put her hands on Ela's tits and squeezed them around her titanic rod, coaxing another dollop of her intoxicating nutsludge out from her prostate. ``I did cum before I got here. And I nearly ruined my room by doing that. That's why I need you to drain myself in, cuz last time I had to use my own throat.''

Ela grimaced a bit. Now, being face-to-face with her best friend's paradoxical cock, her mind was nothing but second thoughts. Sure, it smelled so good that she was seconds of physical contact with her cunt away from orgasm, but that didn't reduce for a second the guilt she felt about going behind Bubbles' back like this. It destroyed her internally about how horrible Bubbles would feel if she knew about what she was doing right now.

But on the other hand, her friend was in very clear distress. If she didn't help, she'd be actively harming the people around her by letting Sandra off without letting her clear her head and drain her nuts. And... Maybe if she agreed just this once, she wouldn't have to help Sandra out in the future. Maybe she'd get a condom that can fit her load and just dip into a bathroom whenever she got this needy and fill her rubber up until it looked straight out of a stim video.

``God, you are the worst.'' Ela muttered. ``Quit being so fucking happy about this. Just... Ugh. Use my ass. Don't you dare let any of that... Stupid... glitter-cum near my pussy. I am not letting your stupid lack of foresight put some disgusting baby in me.''

Ela's vitriol was fierce, but to Sandra, it was just music to her ears. She had permission to rail her ass, and she was going to abuse it. She stuffed her cock up against Ela's face, forced the head against her lips, and gave her a wily smirk.

``C'mon, give my cum a little taste before I use your asshole like a fleshlight. Promise, it tastes better than Bubbles!''

Ela gave Sandra a burning, hateful glare, but she didn't move her head. She pressed her lips around Sandra's cumslit, dragged her tongue along the entrance, and started sucking. The slight suction was enough of a change in stimulus to coax a huge dollop of pre from the shaft, and it surged into Ela's mouth with gleeful abandon.

Ela's eyes widened a bit. Incredibly, Sandra was right. This cum-slime tasted fucking amazing. It was even better than the stupid, disgusting, delicious, brain-foggingly noxious miasma of lust that her nuts were polluting the air with. It was almost sickly sweet, but her body only craved more.

Sandra was all too willing to give more. She reached down to her shaft and started to stroke along it in big, rhythmic tugs. She couldn't have been more thankful for anything in the world than the gift she had been given with this cock. Her dick was so massive it got orally worshipped at the head, a titfucking at the upper shaft, and she could masturbate everything below the median ring. And from all this combined pleasure, her cock just gushed and gushed and gushed prepuce into Ela's hungrily guzzling mouth.

After a minute or two of noisily slurping, Sandra felt her prostate twitching. Her shaft throbbed and pulsed and twitched and bounced and jumped on Ela's body, and Sandra let out a sweet, sultry moan and pulled back from her friend's mouth. As her cock dragged down Ela's chest, it left a sweet, sticky trail of many litre-large globules of gooey pre-sludge.

``Nnnnnnhhhhhhohfuck I'm gonna cum.''

``So cum, jackass. Get this over with.''

``Nnnnh- no, not yet.'' She just barely managed to get control of herself, despite the pre-bukkake she'd given Ela. ``I want to put it in your ass. You said I could and I wanna. So get your pants off and bend over.''

Ela grimaced and groaned. ``Fucking douchebag... I've got some lube in my purse. Grab that.'' Despite her complaints, she turned around, undid her belt, and gave Sandra the best show she could as she stripped. With both hands gripping her jeans and her panties, she wiggled her hips tantalizingly, bent over at the waist, and pushed her girthy rump out at her molester.

``Uh... I, uh, I think I won't need it. And-'' Sandra was about to explain exactly what her desires were, but a different thought grazed her head. And she went with that. ``Fuck it.''

She came up behind Ela while she was still bent over, placed her big, fat flared head between her cheeks, and prodded at her human anus. Due to the physical limits of the human body, she made absolutely no headway in penetration, but she did smear a litre of precum into Ela's asscrack, and a few drippings of that also smushed into her anus.

Now, brimming with need and with nothing to do while her semi-magical cum worked its miracles on Ela's elasticity like it did with her own throat and gut, she tugged her cock up and pushed Ela down.

``Hey wha-!'' Ela complained. Her knees buckled from the force, and her arms shot out in front of her to catch her on the way down. She grunted in exertion as she was knocked to all fours. ``What the fuck?!''

``Shut up.'' Sandra replied. ``You're gonna love this whether you want to or not. So stop fighting and let me use you.''

Sandra reached into Ela's pants, grabbed her sopping-wet panties, and dragged them back up Ela's legs. Once they were about in place to be worn, Sandra pulled them up with force, wedging them deep in her crack. She tugged on the fabric until it was practically embedded in her cheeks, then let it go with a snap.

Ela yipped in complaint. Sandra shushed her, reached a hand between her thighs, and pressed on the gooey wet blotch painting a target on her pussy.

``You're only this drenched because of how I smell, so just let me get my release and think about how good it's gonna feel having your intestines clogged with that stuff you were just guzzling.''

Sandra pulled Ela's panties to the side, revealing her cum-slicked anus. The glitter-gunk smothering it glistened in the fluorescent light. Sandra's mind raced with how fucked up what she was doing was and how fucking excited she was about getting to slam her fat cock home in her best friend's asshole. All she needed was a hope and a prayer that her cum had somehow loosened her anus a few orders of magnitude, just like it had her stomach, and she could slam her hips home in one thrust. Probably.

As she aligned her cock with her fuckmeat's newly-loosened onahole anus, a knock rapped at the door. Both girls froze.

``Excuse me?'' A woman's voice spoke from the other side. ``Is everything alright? We have a lineup and you've been in there a while.''

Sandra was about to say something, but remembered she wasn't supposed to be in there. When Ela didn't speak for a few seconds, she pressed a little harder against her asshole, leaned down next to her, and gestured frantically for her to speak up already.

``Ah! Oh, yeah, sorry. Just a bit longer. Sorry for taking so long.''

``Okay. Thank you.''

The employee left. Both girls let out a sigh of relief, and as Ela was turning around to start swearing at Sandra for causing this whole shitshow in the first place, Sandra pushed her hips forward.

Her theory was right. Somehow, despite nothing being different visually, Ela's anus had been made hyper-elastic by her unicorn precum. Instead of offering nothing but resistance, her anus caved in a bit and she could feel Ela's flesh stretching to fit the gargantuan slab of meat prodding at her innards.

Incredibly, despite all of Ela's previous attempts at anal with Bubbles, this time, it didn't feel uncomfortable. It didn't even feel painful at all. It just felt incredible. Like her anus was made to be plowed by a cock as long as her arm and thick as her thigh. As her asshole stretched and stretched and stretched beyond the realm of possibility around the fuck-massive flare on Sandra's hyper dick, she felt the pressure from her stretching anus and the force of Sandra's continuous thrust pressing heavily down on her ready-to-gush slit.

Sandra moaned in delight. She could already feel the delicious heat of the forbidden passage inside the unfaithful whore's asshole leaching into her cock. She felt so close to being past the one and only barrier to fully and completely breaking her lifelong best friend's asshole and splitting her in two around her cock. All she needed was one final shove to set her flare past the point of no return. Just a few more centimetres of her impossibly huge horsecock to go, and she'd be violating territory so deep inside Ela that nothing would ever reach it again.

The continuous pressure was too much for Ela. She bit her lip, muffled her moan, and with a few pulses of agonizing pleasure, squirted. The potent scent of candy and sex, the sheer pleasure of Sandra's magical dick tearing her anus apart, and the heavy, pressing weight of cock shoving itself against her snatch was too much to handle. Her femcum spurted and sprayed from her comically squashed snatch, splattering all over Sandra's shaft and scrotum, and as her body tensed up from the first wave of the orgasm, she briefly relaxed-

Sandra thrust in. Ela's guard dropped for a fraction of a second and, with one fell swoop, two feet of horsecock vanished into her. SHHH-GLURK. Ela's abdomen was shoved out her front as her colon was converted into cocksleeve. Both of the girls tried to vocalize as the penetration happened, but neither succeeded in any way. Both, instead, just gasped and gurgled at the sudden overwhelming flood of pleasure rocking both their systems.

Sandra couldn't stop herself any longer. She was on the verge of cumming before, and this one thrust would have been enough to make her turn the walls into a Lisa Frank-Jackson Pollock crossover piece if she didn't have her convenient cum-holder to fill up. Her nuts surged and tightened as close to her body as they physically could, and with one overwhelmingly powerful throb, her cock started gushing.

Sandra rocked her hips back and forth by mere inches as the cum shoved down her shaft like a high-powered firehose. When it finally reached the tip after what felt like ages but was mere fractions of a second, she fountained ten litres of cum into Ela on the first gush alone. Ela's gut ballooned at the forceful filling, and the sudden shift in gravity in her made her lose her balance. She didn't have far too fall, thankfully, as the second cataclysmic burst of spunk flooded her with twice the volume of the first load, and her now-pregnant-looking stomach managed to stop her from falling any further.

Ela was practically brainless with pleasure. Her cunt was already squirting its second consecutive orgasm. She'd never experienced an instantaneous back-to-back orgasm before, let alone two consecutive squirts, but the pleasure of that paled to the pure rectal pleasure her anus was somehow feeling. She could not only feel the gargantuan pile of cum that was now clogging her intestines, but she could feel every twitch, every throb, every globule of nutbatter travelling up her cock in the process of being deposited in her ass-womb.

Sandra was a bit more familiar with the process of orgasming by now, so she just got herself comfortable on the swelling human condom she was now wearing, grabbed Ela's gargantuan gut for a bit more sensory delight, and dumped what felt like an endless supply of piping hot pleasure-slime into Ela's rectum.

After a minute straight of orgasm, Ela's body was now partially dwarfed by her preposterously, impossibly swollen gut. She looked seven years pregnant now, with her massively disproportionate gut not only pinning her to the ground but supporting her whole body and keeping everything but her gut off it.

Sandra, finally, felt the brief bit of post-nut clarity starting to come to her mind, and that signalled to her that she needed to start pulling out. The trip on the out from her well-used fuck-friend was almost just as pleasurable as the thrust in as Ela's intestines, colon, and anus all desperately squeezed to keep her cock lodged deep inside her. Sandra's softening pretty pony penis was too slippery for Ela's rectum to cling onto, however, and she slipped it out with ease. Somehow, the massive, gaping anus Sandra had left on Ela didn't seem unnatural or out-of-place at all in her mind.

Sandra took a deep, relieved breath, and sighed with delight.

``Oh... God I needed that. Thank you so, so much for...'' Sandra looked down at her cum-bloated friend. Ela didn't respond.

``Are... You alright, Ela?'' Sandra prodded her gut. Ela belched in response and a small plume of cum squirted out of her asshole and landed square in her discarded pants. ``Yeah, you're probably fine. Just... gotta get used to it.''

Sandra tugged Ela's panties back up so they were snugly wedged in her bum, gave her belly a little grope, and started getting dressed again. If there was any one thing her mind was telling her she needed to do with her post-nut clarity it was get the fuck away from the scene of the crime. She didn't want anything to do with this mess.

With her skirt adorned, her nuts emptied, and her cock softening down to its automatically concealed state, Sandra pulled out her phone and sent a quick private message to Ela.

``Thank you so much. If you don't tell Bubbles I won't tell. Let me know when you've recovered. Sorry!''

And she stepped out of the stall, leaving the anally demolished cum-dumpster behind.

Bubbles jerked her hips and whined as her cock spurted her well-above-average load into the bowl of the toilet she was masturbating over. She couldn't stop herself. After huffing that incredibly potent, overwhelming scent pouring from Sandra's genitals, and feeling that little bump in her dress, and how weird everything was, it all made sense in her head. Well, it made no sense, but it made sense.

Somehow, Sandra had gotten a cock. And it smelled amazing. And everything about it was amazing. And it was so amazing that Bubbles had just locked herself in a stall, beat off once, then just kept on masturbating. Now, after cumming twice, she finally started to feel a bit of relief.

Her ludicrous sex drive was both a blessing and a curse. Being born a hermaphrodite, she managed to get a bit of the best of both worlds when it came to pleasure, but that came with the cost of wanting as bad as both combined. If she wanted, she could probably do something that made her horny and get a third orgasm out of her right then and there, but she didn't really feel the need to go any further. For now.

Bubbles scooted herself a bit backwards on the bowl, and with some awkward maneuvering, managed to cram her half-hard cock into the women's-sized toilet bowl. With her dick safely positioned, she sighed, relaxed her bladder, and let true relief and release wash over her.

While pissing, she grabbed her phone and sent a message in the group chat.

``where r u 2?''

Sandra responded.

``Winders. Just leaving now. Ela's had a little bathroom problem and needed to scoot, so it's just me for now.''

Bubbles' eyes widened. Her heart thumped quietly in her chest. She never got to really let it show, but she had the biggest kink for watersports and everything associated, so in her still-lust-addled mind, all manner of fantasies of her beautiful girlfriend accidentally wetting herself while trying on clothes flooded her mind.

God, Bubbles thought. I wish I had the guts to ask her to humor me on that...

``How about you?'' Sandra replied.

``just leaving the girls room meet u there :)''

Bubbles pulled herself from the bowl of the toilet, wiped her retreating red rocket with some toilet paper, and flushed down the remains of her momentary lapse in self control. This time, she wasn't going to let Sandra get off so easily about that thing between her legs.

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