francis and slimshod (mythology) created by wwredgrave
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Everything about her was large. Her body and frame were huge, towering over Slim when he had initially met her. Her long, hard horse cock, clad in black rubber, same as her face, arms, and legs. No balls to speak of, surely having lost the privilege to those a while ago, a pair of tits that begged to be used, and an ass that wouldn't quit. Slim smiled to himself, even though the hooded mare couldn't see him at all, and thought of all the fun things he could do with her.

Slim settled down on top of her groin, resting his back against the forcibly erect cock he had marveled at earlier, putting his hooves up on those giant chest pillows. The unicorn looked down at his new lounge chair with contentment, her heavy breathing soothing to his hooves as her chest rose and fell. Her hot breath passed between two purple parted lips, forced open by the chain pulling her tongue out of her mouth, tugging on the attached nipples. Slim could feel the throb of her cock against his back and it felt good. The cock was rigid from both the inserted urethra stim and the fat plug in her ass. He'd keep her nice and plugged until he was ready to use it. Until then, he'd get nice and comfy.

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