Och

 

Kathryn was working hard to clean out the stables,

shoveling dung into a wheelbarrow to be taken out to

the compost heap. As she found the rhythm of the work

she let her attention wander.

Foremost upon her mind was her brother's most

recent embarrassment. It seemed that their family was

always having to deal with Jerry's fuck-ups.

Jerry was now a proud father, again. It was bad

enough that he was unmarried, but it was even worse

that the mother of his son was a pig.

It seems that he likes to pork a little too much,

she thought wryly, smiling to herself.

His first child, a girl, had been conceived by and

borne of one of the family's sheep. While not exactly

unheard of, it was uncommon enough to draw unwanted

speculation upon them.

Even though their origins were "unnatural," the

children were kind-of accepted by society. Too many

other families had prodigy of human-animal matings.

Jerry was held in low esteem for, not screwing animals

outside The Rut, but for having the misfortune of

impregnating the beastly females.

The acts of inter-species copulation were widely

practiced in the land of Och, but it was one of those

things that nobody talked about.

The Rut would be here tomorrow, though, and every

body would participate.

The Rut was time of the year when every sexually

mature creature in the land would be consumed by a

ravaging lust and extreme ecstasy. Every living

creature would attempt to mate with every other one of

the opposite sex they came across, regardless of

species, size or how many others waited in line.

Then, after a frenzy of inter-species fornications,

all the females would then conceive and bear the child

of one of the males who had serviced her.

Kathryn remembered, fondly, of her first time.

The Rut had come, and her parents, realizing that

she was old enough to be affected, had locked her in

her room to maintain her innocence a while longer.

She remembered the burning hunger growing within

her, the heat building until she was frantic. Without

knowing what was happening to her, Kathryn had torn off

her clothing and was crying in rage, desperately beating at the door, trying to get out.

Collapsing with tears of despair, she slid to the

floor with her back against a wall. Her sobs subsided

and Kathryn gradually became aware of a frantic

scratching coming from her closet. Hope dawning, she

got up. She walked over and opened the door.

To her relief, the family dog, Cob, came out and

immediately began sniffing at her crotch. Kathryn felt

an electric shudder course through her at the sensation

of the dog's cold, moist nose probing at her mons. Cob

lapped at her pussy and the pleasure caused Kathryn to

fall to her knees.

After ripping her dress off Kathryn stood naked

before the dog. Watching his pink penis slip out of its

sheath. She had vague ideas upon how to proceed, having

observed farm animals mating. She decided to get on her

hands and knees, mimicking the females that she had

watched.

Kathryn sensed the dog trot-up behind; he lurched

up and forwards between her outspread legs. Kathryn

felt his forepaws slide around her, the smooth fur

pressing against her swaying breasts. The next thing

she felt was the shock of pain and a sudden presence

within her as his penis entered her and in the same

moment, took away her virginity forever.

The dog immediately began to thrust, and Kathryn

felt the pleasure began to surge within her and the

pains subside. She felt a tingling warmth swell, deep

down, intensifying with every thrust until she began to

moan, loudly. With a breath-taking finale, everything

was drowned-out in blinding ecstasy and she felt the

dog's erection throb within her as he also came.

Cob had dismounted her and Kathryn was laying

face-down on the floor with a smile on her face. Get

ting shakily to her feet, she climbed onto her bed.

The canine followed her and jumped up next to her.

She placed him on his back and began fondling that fantastic organ that had so recently given her such

pleasure.

The dog's erection sprung out immediately, and,

overwhelmed with ecstasy and lust, Kathryn leaned in

and kissed it.

Then, Kathryn straddled the dog's belly. Reaching a

hand behind to steady his turgid shaft, she lowered

herself onto it.

The extreme pleasure of being filled with him once

again was almost more than she could bear. Kathryn

began ramming herself against his firm presence,

gyrating her hips around his penis as she thrashed on

her bed.

Her parents had found her later, naked and exhausted, holding the dog in her arms as she slept. They

never said anything about it; due to some irregularity

within her maturing body, she never conceived the

canine's child.

Kathryn couldn't forget the naughty thrill, the

sheer pleasure of her carnal acts and soon found her

self regularly copulating with her dog and enjoying

every minute of it.

With her steadily growing expertise also came

experimentation.

She had Cob lie on his back, his legs spread and

she massaged his genitals until he was erect. Holding

his sheath in her hand, Kathryn lowered her head to

wards it and, took her dog into her mouth.

The dog whimpered, and Kathryn understood that it

was a sign of pleasure and began to bob her head up and

down. She quickly learned how not to let her teeth

scrape him; and how to use her tongue and lips to caress him. Before long, her mouth was filled with a

warm, thick fluid and Kathryn backed off him in surprise. She received a hot shot right across her face

and inadvertently swallowed his load. She found that

she rather liked the taste of it and so added fellatio

to her growing sexual repertoire.

Months went by, and Kathryn made-free with her dog.

One day, out of curiosity, she directed Cob into her

anus. Feeling discomfort, she tried to disengage, but

the animal's lust had him clinging desperately to her

body and she couldn't seem to get out of it, so she

relaxed, and found out that after the initial pain it

became quite enjoyable.

Cob, poor Cob, she mused as she shoveled another

load. She'd soon grown out of him. Every now and then

she thought she felt jealousy and resentment from him,

so she would occasionally screw him for old times'

sake, but it wasn't the same.

Kathryn had found a new and bigger lover. One who

could sate her every need and hunger. She had found

him, right here, in this very stable.

Her pony, Randy.

Kathryn's reminiscences had made her horny, and the

thought of the size of her pony lover caused her to

cream her panties.

"Well, since I'm already here," she thought.

Putting down her shovel, she went over to Randy's

stall, wiping her hands on her clothing. She reached

up, undid the latch and opened the door.

She walked along the wall and stood beside the

horse, placing her hand upon his side, stroking.

"How are you today, Randy," she asked, in soothing

tones. The pony stallion nickered. "Would you like to

have a little roll in the hay with me?" It would be

okay, she wasn't due for two more weeks and her family

was elsewhere.

Kathryn led him out into the center of the barn and

left him long enough to bolt the doors. Just in case,

she thought. Returning to him, she removed her clothing

and saw him watching her undress with one eye. He

shifted anxiously. He knew what this always led to and

her attention was drawn to beneath his belly where a

protuberance had begun slowly to slide out.

Naked and laughing, Kathryn walked up to the horse

and placed her hand upon his flank as she knelt down to

get a closer look. His genitals were just below eye level, and Kathryn smiled as she spied upon his conditioned reflex -- a generous, tumescent salute to her.

Awkwardly maneuvering beneath him, Kathryn raised

her face towards his belly, and, with her tongue,

licked the head of his half-erect penis. Encouraged by

her administrations, the stallion's cock slid entirely

out of its sheath and Kathryn took him into her mouth.

She closed her eyes in contentment as the pony slid

down her throat. Her lips pressed against the sphincter

of his sheath and she slowly began to give him head.

Freeing a hand, Kathryn raised it and clasped his

monstrous scrotum, kneading it between her fingers. It

was capable of producing phenomenal amounts of semen,

having been on the receiving end enough times.

Incredibly his shaft became even harder, and she

backed off it, feeling the swollen helmet slip out

between her lips. She leaned in and kissed it.

Clambering out from under him, Kathryn led the

stallion towards a conveniently formed stack of hay

bales. Randy knew what to do and mounted them, his

forelegs landing on top. Kathryn climbed underneath him

and lay down with her buttocks at the edge. She raised

her legs and encircled his torso as she sent a questing

hand down between her outspread legs.

Grabbing a hold of him, she directed the stallion's

quivering flesh towards her own and relinquished her

grip as she felt him penetrate her.

Kathryn held each foreleg in her hands when the

horse began to thrust into her. Looking up at her

lover, she began to massage him, working up the pony's

legs and rubbing his chest.

Lowering her arms, Kathryn closed her eyes and

focused on the sensation of the muscles in his body

repeatedly contracting and relaxing between her thighs

and the feeling of filled and unfilled in her crotch.

Breathing harder, she began to contract her vaginal

muscles upon the equine each time his erection slipped

out, milking him for his precious juices.

The tempo increased, and increased again until,

finally, the pony stallion forcefully rammed inwards,

causing Kathryn to gasp and her eyes to widen. His

penis swelled tremendously within her as it became a

conduit, shooting forth a violent, pulsing stream of

semen and Kathryn nearly screamed from the pleasure of

it. Lights flashed in her mind and her mouth was opening and closing as she gasped to catch her breath like

a fish out of water.

Kathryn was vaguely aware of the stallion dismounting her and she sighed in dismay.

Sitting up, she got unsteadily to her feet.

As she dressed, she remembered the time she just

finished blowing the pony stallion when her mother came

in to ask if she had finished yet.

"Yes," she had replied, "I'm done."

Her mother didn't seem to have noticed the dried

horse come in her hair nor the silly grin on her face.

Last year, Kathryn had been caught by The Rut

outside. She had wound-up fucking two goats, a sheep,

three oxen in succession, a merchant and his donkey,

and when she had returned home, the family's Clydesdale

-- which had made Randy jealous for weeks.

Now that lay had been something.

She knew for a fact that the draft horse's penis

was several feet long, and that it should have gutted

her like a trout -- as it was she had walked oddly for

several days afterwards -- but there was something in

the magic of The Rut that allowed a degree of

adaptability.

The tides of semen within her had ebbed and flowed,

all trying to be the first to impregnate her. Finally

one won-out and she was gifted with that knowledge, and

of the identity of the father.

It had been the merchant's donkey.

Her parents had been accepting. Nine months later,

Kathryn had born a healthy young boy with the head of

his father. She named him Seth.

Now, people practiced bestiality outside the

influences of The Rut. Once, before she had reached

puberty, she had spied upon her father humping a ewe,

his hands frantically grasping at her wool, his face

screwed-up in an expression of effort.

Kathryn had suspicions about her mother and their

donkey, also, but had never caught her at it.

She had even seen, upon occasion, her older sister

getting goosed by geese; and another time -- while her

parents were safely away for the weekend -- entertained

the entire male goat population on the farm.

Kathryn and her sister Beth were close. They

frequently talked about anything and everything.

Sitting in their room, gossiping about people they knew

in the village. Beth was saying, "You know Molly Smith?

Well it turns out that she's pregnant."

"Really," Kathryn replied, "who's the father?"

"You wouldn't believe it! It's her dog!"

Kathryn blushed slightly, remembering the scare she

had once when she'd missed her time and fearfully

though that Cob was going to be a father. Trying to

cover-up her hesitation, she said, "How disgusting! And

it's months away from The Rut."

"Oh come now!" Beth chided, "Don't go playing Miss

Prissy. I knew about you and Cob since the beginning.

How do you think he got locked into the closet?"

Kathryn stared, realization dawning with rising anger,

"Now don't fly of the handle, Kathryn. What would

you've done if he hadn't been there to help you?

Screamed and kicked for hours, that's what. I enjoyed

watching you play with him many a time; you had fun

with him, so it's not like I did you any harm."

"No it's not," Kathryn responded, grudgingly. "You

should know that I watched as you took on the goats.

That was incredible, one right after another. Tell me,

what was it like?"

"Quite pleasurable. Those bastards are so horny

they'd mount almost anything in that position. And I

knew you were watching, by the way. I'm not ashamed of

myself, so why should you be?"

Unable to answer, Kathryn changed the subject, "You

know, you ought to try one of our ponies for a change.

They don't smell like the goats do, and they're large

enough to keep you smiling for days."

Pondering for a moment, Beth then said, "I can see

that. But wouldn't it be hard to disengage in a hurry

if the need should arise? I mean, with a goat or dog,

all you have to do is pull your skirt up over your hips

and let him take over from there, they know what to do.

Then if you had to, you'd just stand up and he'd be

forced to separate, your dress would fall into place,

and no-one would be the wiser."

"Well, yes, but I tell you, the experience is well

worth the risk of getting caught."

"Okay, let's go and try it. Mom and Dad won't be

back for several hours yet."

Startled, Kathryn blurted out, "What! Do you mean

together?"

"Of course that's what I mean! C'mon, it'll be

fun!"

Beth grabbed Kathryn's hand and led her out to the

stables. Once inside, she locked the door behind them.

"Now, go and pick two that you think would be

suitable."

Perking up at the thought of getting laid, Kathryn

led Randy, then Abel into the center of the barn.

"Since this will be your first time, you'd better take

Randy, he's a bit more gentle."

She nodded and begun to undress as Kathryn did the

same. Then, they were standing naked before the

stallions, looking at each other. Beth was as dark as

Kathryn was fair, but Beth's breasts were a bit fuller

while Kathryn's hips were wider and legs longer.

Beth was the first to turn to her partner. She

knelt down and crawled beneath him. There was a pause

as Kathryn presumed Beth beheld the horse's respectable

genitals, and remarks, "My! You really are hung like a

horse!"

Chuckling softly, Kathryn crawled beneath her own

and began to proceed with exciting him.

After several minutes, Kathryn released her oral

grip on the horse and clambered out from under him. She

could hear loud smacking and slurping sounds being

emitted from beneath Randy. "Hey, Beth! Don't you think

you'd better save it for later?"

Beth's head stopped. All Kathryn could see was her

black hair behind the horse's hind leg. She slowly

backed off and Kathryn watched the long penis slip out

of her mouth.

Climbing out, Beth said, "Sorry, I got carried

away."

Kathryn said nothing, but let the horses to the hay

bales. They mounted them and Kathryn climbed beneath

hers, Beth doing the same.

They lay with their buttocks on the edge, about two

feet apart. Kathryn reached her hand down between her

legs, and guided the stallion's swollen cock towards

her glistening orifice. As she felt penetration, she

turned to look at her sister to see her doing the same.

Soon, both horses were thrusting, and Kathryn felt

Beth take her hand in her own, squeezing it in

affirmation.

Minutes slid by and Kathryn felt her hand squeezed

strongly and turned to look as Beth and her four-legged

lover orgasmed in unison. Beth's breast was heaving

hard as intense shudders wracked her body. The horse

dismounted her and Beth sat up, watching Kathryn and

her lover copulate.

Kathryn closed her eyes with the building waves of

pleasure and soon felt the stallion bury himself fully

within her drooling pussy. His cock throbbed within her

and Kathryn moaned with contentment. Then she felt him

dismount and opened her eyes to find Beth looking at

her.

"You were right, that is worth the risk." She said,

standing up. Beth then walked over until she was before

her sister's outstretched legs, "Now, I want you to

experience something new and wonderful."

Kathryn was about to ask what, when Beth knelt down

and buried her face in her crotch. Kathryn's eyes

widened and grimaced with pleasure as her sister sucked

on her clitoris, pulling it with her lips, and then her

tongue dragging up her cleft.

All Kathryn could do was grab her sister's head in

her hands, pressing her face in closer as the fantastic

sensations coursed throughout her body. Then, Beth

lowered and Kathryn's back arched and her hands grabbed

frantically at the straw as Beth's darting tongue lapped at her slit, then plunged into her oozing vagina. She

felt it writhe with in her, questing, searching, and

then curl back up onto itself as it found what it had

been seeking -- the stallion's load.

Beth swallowed and stood up. "Do you think you now

know what to do?" She asked.

Kathryn nodded and Beth climbed back up onto the

bales. Standing over her face, Beth lowered. Kathryn

watched in amazement as her sister's pussy -- pink lips

surrounded by a black, curly beard -- settled onto her

mouth.

She opened her mouth and took the warm, soft flesh

into it, stroking it with her tongue. Beth shuddered,

and laid down on top of her, and Kathryn felt her

silken hair tickle her thighs as her breasts pressed

against her belly.

The two sisters moaned and sighed, nibbled and

sucked, clenching at each other's buttocks to maintain

position as they drew horse come out of their pussies

with their tongues.

Then, at last they disengaged. Beth turned around

and clambered over Kathryn's body, pausing to suck on

her hard nipple, then proceeded farther and began

kissing her neck, working her way to her lips.

Beth lay on top of Kathryn, between her legs and

sucking on her earlobe when they heard a voice say,

"Well, what do we have here? Nothing but two, loving

sisters I should say. Wait until mom and dad hear about

your exploits. I'm sure they'll be shocked when they

hear all you've been up to. All of it!"

Kathryn and Beth stopped, shocked beyond the

meaning of the word. The voice was that of their

brother, and now the bastard would go tell their folks!

"I presume," Jerry continued, "that you meant your

little endeavors to go unnoticed, and I presume, would

like them to go forgotten. Well, if you want mom and

dad never to find out about what you've been doing, you

damn well better give me some, what shall we call it?

Concessions!"

Beth was the first to recover, "What do you mean,

concessions?"

"Well what do you think?" Jerry replied, unfastening his belt and taking off his trousers. His penis was

already erect, eager almost. "You can start by remaining where you are and spreading your legs on top of

Kathryn's, dear sister."

Beth looked down into Kathryn's eyes. The unvoiced

message that they were trapped passed between them and

Kathryn felt Beth spread her legs onto hers.

Jerry eagerly walked up and Kathryn saw Beth close

her eyes as he slipped his cock into her snatch. He

began thrusting and Kathryn was also rocked with the

force of his motions.

After a while, Beth opened her eyes and Kathryn saw

them lightly glazed with the building of her orgasm,

her mouth parted and she lowered and began to kiss her

neck.

Kathryn closed her eyes in contentment and then

opened them as the movements ceased, she wondered what

this could mean when she felt her brother slip his cock

into her own pussy.

He kept switching, back and forth. Sometimes

fucking Beth, other's Kathryn and he chanted, "In and

out and back in it goes, where it comes, nobody knows!"

With that utterance, he blew his load into Beth's cunt.

Frozen with ecstasy, Jerry paused, then slipped out

of his sister and began to dress.

"That was very good, sisters mine. I expect that

we'll have quite some fun together in the future."

"What do you mean, 'In the future'?" Beth asked.

"Just that. If you don't want our parents to find

out about your adventures, you'll both do whatever I

damn well wish!"

The sisters were ensnared into being sex slaves to

their brother. They soon lost track of how many times

he would enter their room and demand a blow job from

one of them, or how many times he fucked them, either

normally or up the ass. Then he got into fucking Beth's

breasts with the culmination being his shooting his

load all over her face.

That was not the worst, though. Towards the end,

Beth had gone to their room and a while later Kathryn

entered to find Beth on all fours being screwed by Cob

while Jerry fucked her open mouth.

After the dog and their brother had finished with

her and left the room, Beth said, "This has got to

stop. We've got to get something on the bastard!"

"You're right," Kathryn responded, "but what? He's

always so careful. We'll never get out of this."

"I don't know. He's got to screw-up sometime.

Meanwhile..." She trailed off.

"'Meanwhile' what?"

"Meanwhile we do what ever he bids."

About a month later, Kathryn came racing into the

room saying, "Beth! Come quickly! We've got him!"

Knowing exactly what she meant, Beth jumped up and

raced out of the room, following her sister.

Kathryn led her to the stables, and was peering

through a knothole when Beth arrived, huffing.

"Take a look at this!" She said.

Beth bent and looked through the hole. At first she

couldn't make anything out, but then she could make out

two forms, one standing still, and the other...

"He's butt-fucking a stallion!" Beth exclaimed,

"Wow! Look at him go! I'd never have imagined he'd go

and do that!"

"Let me look!" Kathryn begged with eager

excitement, "I want to watch again."

And so, the sisters took turns watching their

brother have anal sex with a stallion. Beth found

herself another knothole so together they could view

the bizarre coupling.

They watched him finally ram his hips forwards,

burying his shaft within the horse's ass, and his hands

clasp the stallion's rump as his erection pulsed

within.

Then, sighing, Jerry pulled back. The girls could

faintly hear as his penis slipped out with a soft kiss.

"Thanks again, Abel" Jerry said.

Kathryn pulled back to turn and look at Beth,

saying, "I'd know idea that Abel was gay! You wouldn't

have expected it, the way that stud enthusiastically

serviced us!"

"Jerry perverted him." Was all she said. Both

sisters looked back into their knotholes.

They watched as Jerry pulled back up, and fastened

his trousers. He took Abel to his stall and locked him

in. Patting the horse on the muzzle, Jerry made his way

towards the door.

Upon opening it he found his two sisters outside,

waiting for him. They burst into loud applause.

"Way to go, Jerry!" Kathryn congratulated.

Beth expanded on their outburst, "Yea, I never saw

anyone fuck horse-ass the way you did in there!"

"Wha- What do you mean?" Jerry asked, dumbfounded,

unable to grasp the rapidly changing situation.

"From now on, if you want to have either one of us

-- or even both of us at the same time -- you have to

ask, you bastard! And then, only if we want! Unless, of

course, you want mom and dad to find out about you and

the male horse?"

"Okay, okay" Jerry placated.

The sisters were free, at last.

At any rate, people frequently practiced bestiality

in Och. The problem was that people were supposed to be

sensible about doing it, avoiding certain seasons to

prevent any accidental, and unwanted offspring.

Ah well, she thought, heaving the last shovel of

manure. I'll take this last load out to the manure pile

and call it a day.

The next morning dawned, and already Kathryn could

feel the hunger building within her. At breakfast, her

family was subdued. She could feel the tension in the

air and her father's hot eyes caressing the forms of

her and her sister, Beth.

Best to get out of the house, Beth's eyes said.

Their father, they knew, would soon be out of control

-- as all males would be. He wouldn't even stop to

think that he might be fucking one of his daughters.

Their mother would have her hands (well, not her hands)

full with him. She'd be lucky if he only kept his

attentions unto herself and the farm animals.

Nodding, Kathryn wiped off her mouth with a cloth

and stood up.

Kathryn and Beth made their way outside without a

word and Beth started walking down the path towards

town. Kathryn made her way into the hills so she would

not have the awkward dealings of being pressed into

marriage with whomever the father would be, if it was

human. That was what had happened to her parents, and

she, in no way, wanted the same to happen to her.

Climbing up the hill behind her farm, Kathryn

entered the woods, and all became dim and quiet. She

walked for about ten minutes, making her own path

beneath the trees when she came upon a small clearing.

She was ten feet or so into the meadow, when the

noise of heavy breathing caught her attention. There,

to her left, on the far side she saw two early participants in The Rut.

A stray stallion was rhythmically pumping one of

her father's cows. Kathryn stayed to watch, intrigued.

She wondered what the offspring would be called, a

corse? Or a how, maybe? She mused.

The equine's pace increased until even Kathryn

could hear the violent slapping of his hips against the

bovine. Arching his head back, the stallion's hips shot

forwards, burying his erection deeply inside the cow as

he let out a loud whinny of pleasure as he orgasmed.

Kathryn resumed crossing the field as the horse

dismounted. She hurried her step, but it was too late.

The horse had spied her and was making his way towards

her with his penis still extended in amorous expectation, dripping.

The sight of his monstrous organ swaying was almost

enough to make her stop, but Kathryn wasn't fully in

Rut and wanted to put it off for as long as possible.

She entered the copse of trees and was soon making

headway in losing the lusty equine. It took her about

half an hour, but she finally did it and paused to rest

at the edge of a stream.

After catching her breath, Kathryn made her way

upstream. The Rut had grown such, that she knew that

the next male she encountered would be the first one

for the day.

She soon found herself at the base of a waterfall,

and again paused to rest. Kathryn was watching the

mists from the waterfall when she heard the thrashing

of underbrush as something came her way.

Looking up, Kathryn espied a creature so rare that

it made her jaw drop.

Standing across the stream, gazing at her intently,

was a snow white unicorn.

He -- HE! She corrected as she gazed under his

belly -- was the most beautiful creature that she had

ever seen. The perfect blending of all the horses she

had ever known. Big, powerful, with a long silken mane,

perfectly groomed, and from the center of his forehead

sprung a three-foot long symbol of his virility.

Kathryn hastily arose, and splashed across the

stream to him, tripping on hidden stones.

Arriving at his side, Kathryn hesitatingly placed a

hand upon his side, convincing herself that she was not

dreaming. When her hand came into contact with his

silken fur, Kathryn trembled and immediately began to

undress.

Standing naked before the him, Kathryn held his

head between her hands, caressing him. The unicorn

stallion lowered his head, and Kathryn felt his cool,

soft muzzle bury itself in her golden thatch. She felt

his lips part, and the warm, wet sensation of his

tongue repeatedly lapping at her pussy.

Kathryn clasped his head tightly in her hands as

she moaned with pleasure.

The unicorn stopped, lifting his head and looked

her in the eye. Kathryn knew that it was time, and

walked over to a low boulder.

Bending forward at the waist with her legs together, Kathryn put forth her hands to support herself and

heard the unicorn approach her from behind.

She was startled as his fore-hooves landed

forcefully on either side of her. After several seconds

of nothing happening, she began reaching a hand back to

guide him when she felt his penis ram its way into her

awaiting vagina.

Kathryn's eyes bulged at feeling the size of him,

and at the seemingly never-ending length that was

penetrating her. She finally felt him settle into the

ages-old motions of copulation.

Time seemed to go on forever, each thrust continued

to heighten her pleasure and fleetingly, she wished

that the act would never end, but his clip was rapidly

increasing and she knew that the end was almost nigh.

Closing her eyes, her world ceased to exist. All

there was, was the two of them twined together, locked

in increasing passion.

Then, all too soon, the unicorn stallion rammed

mightily forwards. Kathryn nearly passed out from sheer

pleasure as she felt his huge erection throb within

her, pulsing as it delivered his come.

The unicorn dismounted, his spent penis slipping

out of Kathryn, and she fell to the ground. Kathryn

crawled towards him, to gaze upon the organ that had

done her in, and flushed at the sight of it.

It was well over three feet long! And over four

inches thick at the base where it emerged from his

sheath.

Getting onto her knees, Kathryn crawled underneath

him and grabbed the dangling organ in her hands. She

began to suck it and to kiss it, rubbing that fantastic

organ all over her face. Stopping, momentarily, Kathryn

lifted it, and took the unicorn's swollen wedge-shaped

head into her mouth, sucking out the last of his come.

Climbing back out, Kathryn stood up and began to

walk away. Casting a look over her shoulder, she saw

that the unicorn stallion had moved off in the other

direction.

"She'd meet him here tomorrow for another tryst,"

she thought as she made her way into the trees.

About an hour later she found herself in a

clearing. The sun shown down, warm and uplifting and

she stopped, sitting upon a rock to rest.

Oh shit! Kathryn thought as she heard the sound of

some creatures approaching her from the trees. Well,

there's nothing for it now.

Just then, twenty young --and extremely horny--

satyrs appeared. Now, this was not good for her.

Normally, the satyrs would hump anything of the female

persuasion, either on two legs or four -- it didn't

matter to them, just as long as they got laid.

But, during The Rutting season...

Kathryn didn't even get up to run. They'd seen her

naked flesh, and would chase her to the ends of the

earth. To them, the flesh of women was sweeter than any

others.

Oh, well, at least they aren't as rough as the

centaurs, who mate only with women or mares.

She stood up. Identifying the largest as the

leader, she walked up to him. His eyes widened with

insane lust as her breasts jiggled.

Turning away from him, Kathryn bent forwards at the

waist -- offering him first honors of servicing her.

She didn't have to wait long, for she heard the sound

of his cloven goat's hooves approach, and felt a

callused hand upon her waist.

His other hand fumbled for a moment, then Kathryn

felt a big, firm wedge squeeze itself between her

cheeks. Guided by the recess of her buttocks around her

pussy, the satyr's flaming erection slipped deeply

inside. The satyr immediately began to thrust.

"So," she thought, "this is what it feels like to

be fucked by goat-cock -- albeit that his is several

times as large."

Kathryn stood, bent-over with her hands upon her

knees to keep balance. Satyrs pranced up to her,

fondling her breasts whilst she was being serviced,

pointing to her and jabbering while they awaited their

turns.

After the first four, Kathryn lost sense of what

was happening. She only knew the sensations of

thrusting within her and throbbing as the cocks

discharged their fluids; then the pulling out, and

another being shoved in its place to proceed all over

again.

Finally, somehow, the satyrs grew tired of her.

Sapped, they wearily left the glade by ones and twos.

The last one had come within her and departed, leaving

Kathryn collapsed on the ground. It seemed to her that

the rambunctious bastards had each fucked her three

times each, at least.

Getting dizzily to her feet, Kathryn left the

clearing in the opposite direction of the satyrs.

In the time that followed that day, Kathryn mated

with many more animals and semi-sentient beings. She

had several deer, a squirrel, three bulls, a crane and

then found herself amongst the feared centaurs.

Kathryn had unfortunately stumbled upon a whole

herd. There was at least a hundred stallions and one

hundred thirty mares.

She was captured by sentries before she knew what

was going on and led into the center of the circle.

As she approached, she noticed a dozen or so fellow

humans, both male and female, mating with the centaurs.

Several of the women had fainted with the exhaustion of

continually being serviced by the centaur stallions.

There were also normal stallions and mares, and

these also were breeding with the herd.

Stallions were mounted upon the backs of the

centaur dams, furiously mating with them, followed by a

human male.

The mares were never-endingly serviced by a centaur

stallion followed by a human male.

And the women!

The women were the most-used of all! Being the

source of the centaur race when the first woman mated

with a horse -- thereby conceiving and bearing a child

-- they were covered by stallion, centaur and man in

succession.

All this, to keep the centaur bloodline true!

And this was her fate.

Kathryn was led to the arena. Since The Rut was

here, she wasn't forced as was normal practice. She

eagerly climbed upon the mating-rock and spread her

legs open wide to receive what ever they would give

her.

A centaur stallion approached. Looking down from

his great height with disdain, he reared back and his

fore-hooves landed with a loud clatter on either side

of her breasts.

Eagerly awaiting what would come next, Kathryn held

her breath as she felt the centaur's erection penetrate

her.

Her eyes closed with a smile of pleasure on her

lips as the stallion began thrusting. This was

pleasurable, she thought, this was what she was

supposed to be, the mother of the centaur's prodigy.

All too soon, she orgasmed and the centaur filled

her with his essence. He was followed by a regular

stallion, then a man.

When the man had done with her, another centaur

mated with her, followed by a stallion, then man, in

ceaseless repetition.

Kathryn was currently entertaining a horse. She had

her knees raised up and was clasping his sides as he

strove to come inside of her. She could feel the

enormous length of his fabulous erection repeatedly

thrusting into her, and the tightness of her pussy

stretched around the colossal width of him.

Suddenly there was pandemonium around her. She

heard the stallion scream in terror and dismount from

her. As she sat up in shocked bewilderment, she looked

about to see everybody heading for the trees.

Looking about, Kathryn could not fathom the reason

for such terror. But then she heard a reptilian scream

from the sky and looked upwards.

Her face turned white as she saw the descending

dragon and she jumped off the centaur's ritual

mating-rock and started to run for the trees.

Kathryn was getting a good start of it until her

foot caught on a rock and sent her sprawling.

She landed on her back with her legs akimbo, just

in time to see the dragon setting down before her.

It approached her and, in terror, Kathryn scrambled

backwards until he overtook her.

She looked into his saurian, cat-like eyes and

screamed. Its forked tongue slid out and tasted the

air.

Kathryn screamed again as the dragon advanced, sure

that she was going to be eaten.

The dragon loomed over her, his orange eyes looking

directly into hers. She was too terrified to scream,

her chest was heaving as she panted.

Then, to her amazement, she felt the dragon's

hind-legs work up under hers until her hips were raised

up off the ground.

Looking between her legs she saw a slit in the

dragon's belly expand, and what was definitely a male

organ emerge from it to penetrate her.

It was large, a dark forest green and incredibly

hot. While not hot enough to burn her, it was

nonetheless uncomfortable.

He lowered his haunches and Kathryn felt his cool,

scaly thighs press against her buttocks. His hips began

to rock and Kathryn's whole body shook with his

thrusting.

After a while the dragon's tempo increased with

great celerity and he gave a final

 

 

 

 

Kathryn exited the trees and arrived at a farm. As

she walked around back she saw a sight that sickened

her but at the same time invigorated the lust that The

Rut had instilled within her.

With some young people, The Rut was nothing more

than a farce, a time to have fun. These people would

gather with all their friends at some fenced-in field.

In that field there was animals of every kind to

have sex with during The Rut. At some of these 'orgies'

the party would start several days early and end a

couple of days after The Rut was over.

Kinky.

As she neared the fence, Kathryn's eyebrows raised

at some of the unbelievable pairings.

She watched a dog finish coupling with a goat. When

he dismounted, the goat promptly walked over to a man

who was laying on the ground and began licking at his

genitals. The man was soon erect and got up to his

knees as the goat turned away from him.

Placing his hand on her rump, the man used his

other to hold his penis steady. Moving his hips for

wards, he entered the goat's vagina and proceeded to

screw her.

Kathryn wondered if the man realized that his

erection was not just surrounded by the goat's pussy,

but was also awash with the canine's freshly vented

come as well.

There was a young woman of about sixteen years of

age, lying flat on her back on the grass. Her ass was

raised skywards with her legs parted so that her knees

were almost touching her shoulders.

What Kathryn found preposterous was that between

this girl's legs, was a swan. The bird's lower belly

was firmly pressed up against the woman's groin and he

was innocuously moving it back and forth. His long,

sinuous neck lay between the her ample breasts, and the

young girl was petting him as he had sex with her.

Another poor girl was down on her hands and knees.

Astride her back was a large pig, porking her like

there was no tomorrow. The hog came within her and when

he was done with her, dismounted. As soon as he was

clear, a dog ran up to her and mounted her. His furry

paws settled down around her swaying breasts and his

hips began a rapid tattoo as he also strove to come in

her.

The girl would probably be on all fours for a

while, for there were several other males hanging about

her: an antelope, a man and two miniature ponies with

their penises hanging out in eager expectation.

Kathryn crawled through the fence and found that

her nudity and sexuality had drawn the attentions of a

large male deer.

He walked up to her and looked at her in askance.

Once again, Kathryn found herself overcome with an

intense sexual lust to fuck.

Turning about, Kathryn placed her hands on the

rail, half bending over. As she did she felt a warmth

seep down the inside of her leg.

Wiping at it with a hand, she raised it to her face

and saw that it was semen. She had been fucked so many

times that it was literally oozing out of her pussy.

Her attention was distracted as the deer ran up

behind her. He reared back and mounted her, burying

his penis deeply within her as his fore-hooves landed on

top of her shoulders.

He immediately began to thrust into her, and

Kathryn could feel the soft fur of his belly rubbing

against her back as he fucked her.

Glancing to the right, Kathryn looked directly into

the magnificent animal's brown eye. His iris was

dilated with the pleasure of sex and his breath was

harsh as he worked to conclude their coupling inside

her dripping pussy.