Sultan's Stables... A Alternate ending
Abdula looked the young cream colored stallion over as he washed the sand from his coat. 'This one is the handsomest yet.' The big eunuch Lion harem guard thought, as he dried the young equine's perfectly muscled body. ‘Not as big and strong as some perhaps, nor as well endowed in the male hood department as others.' Abdula fondled the young stud's male hood leeringly. Then wrapped him in filmy silken robes that did little to hide the body within. Achmed looked on this almost embarrassing outfit wonderingly. "Is this really necessary?" The young stallion asked the big feline eunuch as he was hurried down the cool palace hallways.
"Oh but of course esteemed one!" Abdula growled. "The sultan wishes to see you himself, and it would be an offense to go before him unwashed and ill clad!"
"Well yes I suppose..." Achmed agreed still somewhat unset, he was not use to having others wash him. And especially handle his private locations the way Abdula had. Even eunuchs, and the way they had treated him just seemed inappropriate. Washing then combing his long tail and mane out, brushing his sleek coat. Then rubbing sweet scented oils over it, now this garb seem more appropriate for a harem mare than himself! Suddenly he was standing before twenty foot high double door. Abdula motion and they were swung open, and the handsome young stud found himself. Bowing before the old sultan on his high throne. Beside him but on a lower level stood the strongest cruelest looking stallion Achmed had ever seen. 'By the gods I'm here to compete with him!' The young Achmed though in shock.
"Ahhhhhh so this is the youth I've heard so much about." The sultan purred. "You are most pleasing to the eye indeed young one." "You will no doubt breed great foals in to my stables." Unsure what to say, and not wishing to correct the might monarch. Achmed just nodded, noticing a strange leering smile on the older stallion's muzzle. "But the hour is late." The sultan announced. "Abdula will show you to your chamber, and see that you are ready for your servicing." The sultan explained waving his heavily ring clad paw, quickly Abdula led the young stallion away. The room's he was taken to were large, but rather feminine and ostentatious... Confusing the young stallion once again... until he heard giggling from within the adjoining room. Trotting over to the archway he peered through into the next room. His eye's widening as he spotted a large group of very beautiful mares. He looked into the next room, his stallion hood already stirring to the occasion. He grinned, licking his lips, imagining himself with all the different mares. "Oh yes, it's going to be nice..." With a proud whinny he trotted down the steps into the room.
"Ohooooooooo." All the mares squealed and clustered around him. Admiring his sleek slender young male body, giggling and babbling as females will. Giving him shy knowing glances, and mysteries smiles. A few hanging back starring at him with strange almost pitying looks.
He grinned, relishing the attention, his heart pounding at the thought of servicing all these mares. "No need to go crazy, girls. There's
plenty of this stud to go around..." He caught the gaze of the mares staying in back, mistaking the pity in their eyes for hesitation. "Don't be shy, I know a pretty little filly like you is gonna be
begging to be ridden nice and hard later tonight..." He flares his nose for effect. "I can smell that heat between your legs..."
"You'd better get use to that smell... your going to be smelling it a lot!" One of the mare's in that group snapped, turning to waddle away. Obviously very pregnant, Achmed was taken aback by this caustic comment. But the young mares around him just smiled, and said not to pay attention to her. "She's not happy with having learned her place here!" The handsome young stallion soon found himself undressed with the mare's examining his stud hood. He grinned, letting the upset mare slip from his mind, leaning back and letting the mares tend to him.
"Of course I'll be smelling it a lot... After all, I'm going to be staying with my new herd for a long
time, I think..." His hands reach up to stroke the breasts of two of the mares surrounding him.
"Oh yes you'll never want to leave!" The mare's giggled , let him fondle, doing they're best to get him excited as quickly as possible. Watching in delight as the young stud's big organ began to emerge. Dancing around the chair, their soft supple bodies enticing the young stud to greater arousal. He moans as his organ is rubbed making it jerk up and down wildly pre-cum flying. One straddles his lap, forcing his head down between her breasts.
"Oh-hoo! You mares sure know how to treat a stallion!" He grins, letting his shaft throb against the mare's chest, precum drooling from
the flared head as he fondles her breasts. "Don't you love this thick, huge cock, my little filly? Mmm, it certainly likes you..." He pants softly, tail flicking, balls aching to unleash his load,
knowing he must restrain himself before tonight, so the Sultan can watch him service the harem personally.
"Less talking more action." One of the mares grunts as she strokes his sleek body. "We're not fillies... we've all been bred!" Another points our as she cuddles close. "But yes we like your pretty little diddle stick!" One large mare snorted as if she was less than impressed with his male hood.
He snorts at the comments. "Little? Little?
You've got to be kidding... I've never even HEARD of another stallion as well-hung as me!" He chuckles, licking his lips.
"Hassen of Oragga on the gulf coast!" The large mare named. "He was longer and twice as thick!" She said oddly proudly as the other mares nodded.
"If you had such a large stallion, where is he now?" The big mare stopped sputtering as if this question stumped her even though it was obvious she wanted to answer it. Strangely the other mare's roared with laughter at this. "Why else would I have been picked by the Sultan himself to service you mares?"
"Fool the Sultan did not select you!" The now obviously upset and frustrated mare snorted. "Mouldun the Sultan's Vizier of stables picked you!" Achmed looked confused at this, so the big mare went on. "Oh you've met him, the stallion standing beside the Sultan's throne!"
"I was still chosen! I'm still the biggest, strongest, most handsome stallion you're going to get!"
"Hahahaha!" The big mare laughed. "Maybe you've not seen Mouldun!" She teased, wanting to say more. But the others quickly hushed her and pushed her away.
"I'll mount each and every one of you so hard you'll be begging for more, you'll be begging to be able to throw yourselves at my hooves, begging to serve me in any way you can!" The stallion sputtered in anger, his whole body trembling.
"Yes...yes of course we will!" The other mares agreed as they tried to keep Achmed calm and aroused. When a loud gong was heard instantly the mares leaped up and hurried out of the room. As iron bars dropped over the archway they had left by.
"Heheh." A rough gravelly voice chuckled, turning the young stud found Abdula the eunuch had returned. "Those mares..." He snickered. "They know their not supposed to tease you so!" He said sympathetically as he looked the aroused stallion over. "Here drink this, while I try and cover you."
"Huh...why?" Achmed asked confused.
"You are about to receive a most important visitor!" The eunuch grunted, as he did his best to get the stallion's aroused organ back into his clothes. However the eunuch's soft furry paw's only stimulated the big organ all the more.
"I am..." "Who?" Achmed asked surprised that someone would be visiting so late.
"The Sultan's Vizier of stables wishes to... Ahem enter... Errr interview you!" The big neutered Lion explained, as he at last gave up on getting the stallion's organ back in to his clothing. At that moment the big doors swung open, and the Vizier strolled in. Curtly he dismissed Abdula with a wave of one big three fingered hand. The head held high, long powerful equine neck arched; tail slightly raised. He circled around the young handsome stallion he'd came to conquer. Achmed stood pawing the marble floor with one hoof, uneasily as the Vizier of the stables circled him. Mouldun was if anything even more impressively masculine and dominant up close. The coal black stallion wore baggy white pantaloons. With a red silken sash at his waist, his broad powerful chest bare. Covered only by the golden jewelry around Mouldun's powerful equine neck. The gold laying in contrast atop the Vizier's sleek black fur. The big stallion stopped and glanced down at Achmed's long pink organ. Which was still bulging obscenely from his frilly silken clothing. One big three fingered hand reached out grasping the pulsing semi hard shaft. Making it leap up in excitement, big blunt head beginning to drool silvery pre. Achmed started to back away, very uncomfortable with having another potent male touching him in so intimate a manner. But the Vizier froze him in place with a commanding glance and a curt gesture. As his big black three fingered hand stroked up and down the young stud's pink length. A large blood red ruby flashing and dancing on one of his finger's. Muttering in some beautifully horrible language, Mouldun's lip's pull back in a knowing sneer. Achmed starred at the ring captivated as the stone glittered first this way then that. The young stud's eye's began to glaze over, mesmerized by the sparkling gem. And the big hot hand that was proving him with so much pleasure. Achmed's glazed only half focused eye's starred bemused at the big fondling hand. It taking sometime before he noticed that the big hand's journey was getting shorter and shorter! As he watched the organ in Mouldun's fist shrank, the ruby jewel glowing brighter as it did so. "Wha... Wha...!?!" The young stallion stammered in bafflement.
"Hush my sweet!" Mouldun sneered, placing one finger over Achmed's lip's. As his be ringed main hand swiftly caressed more and more inches off the young stallion's male hood. As Achmed watched in astonishment and growing horror. His once mighty stallion hood is swiftly consumed by the wicked Viziers magic. Soon the blunt head is barely thrusting out of the big black stallion's fist. Opening his hand, Mouldun use's his ring finger to rub and stroke the tiny stub. It is then that Achmed notices that his once low dangling ball sac has pulled up and shrunken as well! Now was the moment he knew, now release the talisman now! Swiftly Achmed grasped the Viziers hand, pressing the charm he'd conceal in his palm. To the wickedly glowing magical ring, the two power's flaring! The Vizier's eye's widened in shock, at the flaring of the two magical items power. Unsure what was going on, closing his eyes to the bright flash. Achmed whinnied loudly, sound more powerful more masculine all the while. His strong arm's pushing the Vizier back, twisting and pinning him against the wall. The young stallion's eye's bright with determination.
Mouldun gasped in shock at the sudden strength, unsure why his new mare seemed to be so strong! Trying to push back against her, unaware that he was starting to change instead. His once supremely masculine body, reforming in a more feminine way. His awesome stud-hood slowly shrinking, and pulling up into him... forming a tiny dark mare sex!
"The oracle warned me, I would need a charm to protect myself..." Achmed explained. "Didn't you wonder why it took me so long to travel only a short distance?" He snickered feeling more and more powerful every second, not glancing down. But knowing his organ's were enlarging rapidly. The reversed magic giving him everything Mouldun had formerly had!
"Wha... what have you done?" The Vizier demanded, glanced down at herself. Seeing her new mare sex, realizing he was now a she! As she had tried to do to the smaller Achmed. "NN... no the spell rebounded!" She looked up at the much larger Achmed, a little fearful as she backed away slowly.
"Me?" "Hahaha... I've not done a thing..." The tall handsome young stud denied. "It was your magic ring!" He counters. Grabbing it from Mouldun's slender female finger, and tossing it away. Smiling lewdly at her, as the sweet scent of her season grows heavy in the air. "Yes... you have been undone by your own spell!" He sneers, licking his lip's as he quickly reaches out. Catching her wrists, spinning and tossing her onto the nearby sofa.
Mouldun gasps trying to struggle and get back up, unsure what she was feeling all over. Feeling the weight of her new breasts, noticing her own sweet scent. "NN... No... it can't be!" "T... this was meant for you..." Achmed's mobile equine lip's rolled back into a leering smile.
"So you admit it!" The young, now very well hung stud snorted. Taking on the aggressive dominant persona of an aroused stallion. As he moves up to her prone body, pouncing atop her. Strong masculine body pinning the former Vizier's soft lush new form down.
She blushed struggling beneath him trying to get him off of her. "G... get off."
"And what were, you going to do to me... once I was a mare?" Achmed questioned tauntingly, already knowing the answer.
"I... I'll never tell you..." She snapped "I... I was twice the stallion you are... you should be the mare!" "And carry my children!" More than admitting what Achmed's fate would have been.
She starred up at his strong masculine body, feeling helpless beneath him. Wishing she had the magic ring still, cursing to herself for being so hasty so lust driven!
"Oh... so you were going to sire your foals on me!" The young, but now massively endowed stallion growled accusingly. His strong thigh's pressing her knee's apart, before she realized what he was doing. She quickly noticed her knee's being spread apart, trying to clench them back together! But finding it being a useless effort moments later. "And why do I believe you've done it before?" Asks hovering over her predominantly.
"All the other mares in my harem, were studs like yourself!" "Who felt they were a paramount stallion, and that they were here to sire foals in My females!" She snorts sound surprisingly studish. "I taught them... humility."
"Oh you did... did you?" The young stallion smirked, glazing down into the former stallion's eye's. As he maneuvered his strong masculine body above hers. Suddenly mouldun can feel Achmed's hot smooth male flesh sliding over her new sex! Smearing a hot sticky trickle of male pre over those soft lip's. "And what of you... where is your humility?" He asked, lip‘s twisting up into a lurid smile. Sleek powerful male body pressing down over her soft feminine one.
"Ahhhh... I... I don't deserve this!" The former Vizier whines. "G... give me back my ring." She tries to order, gasping as she feels his hard, hot flesh rub against her new sex! Closing her eye's and whinnying out loudly like any other mare in heat, her body wanting him to penetrate her badly! The tiny male part of her mind screaming for this to stop...
"Don't deserve!" Achmed chokes in disbelief at this statement... muzzle twisting up in anger. His strong hip's thrusting forwards, burying the first few inches of his massive cock. Between her sweet female sex lip's... stopping suddenly as he feels her maidenhood. Shocked to realize the truth, that the former stallion was now a virgin female! "Hah... if I give you back your ring..." He snorted. "I'd be in your position in seconds!" "Wouldn't I?" Then seeing her reaction to his penetration, he stops. Then reaches over, and picks up the ring slipping it on her finger. Even as her hot sex dribbles liquid excitement over his massive stud hood. "Well?"
"Ahhhh... Ahhhhh!" She moaned heavily at the feel of him inside her, trying to concentrate hard. Trying to will the ring to work, but her mind is reeling feeling a little dizzy unsure... ‘Why?'
Achmed begins making short thrusts, just up to her maidenhood. Stopping just short of taking her virginity... all the while feeling her searing hot sex grow wetter and wetter! "I feel no magic!" He snickers. "No reversal of our bodily property... is it possible the big stud wants to by my mare" The young Stud chuckled into the former stallion's ear. "Want to bare my foals?"
"N... never!" Mouldun denied shaking her pretty head wildly. "St... stop this... I... I can't think!" She screamed out, wanting badly to change him. And reverse it all, wanting to be male again. But she also wanted his cock, wanted to be bred! Achmed smiles, his big strong hand's releasing her wrists. Sliding sensually down to her big bouncy breast's cupping and squeezing them. Gently rolling her erect nipples between his powerful fingers, hip's thrusting faster beating against her maiden hood eagerly!
"Say it... tell me you want to be my mare!" "Beg me to impregnate you!" The young stallion whispered forcefully into the former stallion's ear. She screamed out with pleasure, her needy body taking over! As she replied, screaming lustfully her answer.
"Oh god... Yes!" "Please make me your mare... please impregnate me!!" "your cock feels so good!" She closes her eyes relishing the feel of him inside her burning lusting sex. Achmed grinned gloatingly down at her... pleased at having mastered the former stallion.
"I live to serve!" He smirked then drew back his hip's, and thrust deep! Taking her virginity in one swift thrust, like the powerfully dominant stallion he is! The former Vizier screamed out, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Knowing that she would soon be stuck as a female if impregnated! Her mind screaming no... but her heat filled body screaming yes! She wanted this so badly, feeling how dominant he was being; wanting him to take her.
Achmed leaned over her, hip's slowly pumping. But letting her vagina do most of the work, as he lipped and nibbled at her erect nipples! "Yes that's it, scream my little mare!" "Tell me... tell the world how much you love having my cock within you!" He gloated, stripping the ring from her finger once more; and tossing it over his shoulder.
She screamed with pleasure, feeling her sex clench around his hard thick member. Wanting him deep inside her!
"Yes!" "G... give me all of your cock y-you big stud!" She begged. He knew her body was reacting instinctively to the stimulus, but this only added to his delight at topping the former stud! She keened in pleasure, as he rammed her pussy in amorously barbarous lust! His heavy body slammed roughly into her lean acquiescent flesh. He took her swiftly and ferociously, battering her soft flesh with his lean hard body. She wrapped her long equine leg's around his waist, pulling him into her deeply. No longer wanting him to stop, her mind overwhelmed with desire, her body writhing in pleasure.
"Whinny!" He ravished her hot diminutive sex, his thrusts gathering speed as he did so! His powerful hip's forced her leg's even wider apart, their bodies slapping together again an again. "Ohoooo you are a prefect mare... you never should have been a Stallion!" He whispers playfully into her ear, as a figure behind him picks up the discarded ring. Then moves up closer... a slender hand stroking Achmed's buttock's.
"C... cum inside me you big stud! Mouldun screamed with pleasure loving the feeling, not caring about what he was saying. Just about what he was doing, what his huge cock was making her feel! Achmed's smile widened ever more as he heard her request... she was begging to bare his offspring! Tremors pulsed through his loin's making his whole body quiver, as he looked down at her sweaty gasping body! His buttock's pumped back and forth, as he repeatedly leaned into her; burying his cock ball's deep each thrust! Planting his long organ into his mare at the precise depth it would most likely impregnate her. He moaned hoarsely as his big ball's draw up within their sac, his big blunt cock head flaring. He threw back his head grimacing, as wave after wave of pleasure roared through his loin's! He emptied his passion into her, delivering his lusty exploits in a series of violent fuck thrust's used his erupting cock to repetitiously lift her up off the sofa. Mouldun gasps with pleasure looking up at him, feeling Achmed's seed pump deeply into her. Her head tilting back as she moaned in pleasure, very content as she knew she was no doubt pregnant now!
Achmed ejaculated, spurt after powerful spurt into her... his big body covered in frothy equine sweat. It was only after his orgasm had died away, that he noticed the hand fondling his mighty male organ's was not hers. Glancing back over his shoulder, he was startled to see one of the harem mares. With her hand between his thighs... he was just getting ready to say... 'Don't worry your next... MY MARE!' When he noticed the big mare's silken under garments beginning to bulge, and felt his genitals contracting!!! Achmed starred at the ring captivated as the stone glittered first this way then that. The young stud's eye's began to glaze over, mesmerized by the sparkling gem. And the sleek slender hand that was proving him with so much pleasure. Achmed's glazed only half focused eye's starred bemused, as the hand grew bigger and more masculine with each stroke!
Heheh The End...