A Minor Cosmetic Procedure
Now this one is another experiment. I wrote this a while back after learning from a horse breeder website talking about how some mares can sometimes have a birth defect that makes the proportions of the different parts of their genitals impossible to be penetrated by a male. Carrying from that piece of information, I decided to try and write a story looking at clitoris removal as inconsequential, something done for cosmetic reasons. To be honest, the completely casual nature of the actual castration in all of the Charn stories written by Hooves was one of my favorite parts, so I decided to take that further here.
Hopefully this one is as well received as my last one!
As per the usual disclaimer, if the topic of this story isn't what you're into, you should click away now.
_"Look, I'd really prefer if you have it removed. You know how...strong the smell of that 'heat-squirt' is, and it gets all over me and everything else nearby and it's just gross. It's hard to get into it when I have to be worried about getting hosed down. That and it's way too big. I can understand mares who want to keep smaller ones, but that thing is so fat compared to your pussy that I almost can't get inside when it's hard!"
As she stood there in her friend's home after asking her for her help, she could still remember him peeling her hood back with both hooves with her pussy aimed at the mirror next to their bed to show her how oversized her clit was. He had told her to wink to make it stick out further, and she had, making it look even more freakishly large in the mirror._ "See what I mean? I hate to sound mean but it's kind of disgusting. Please get it taken out?"
"Don't worry about it. There are quite a few unicorn families that are still used to the old traditions for mares. I can take that thing out quickly and painlessly and you'll back home getting all the breeding you could ever want in no time!"
Her friend trying to reassure her snapped her out of her recollection and didn't do much to make her feel less nervous. It didn't help that she was as uncomfortably horny as she was scared because of being in season with no relief thanks to her mate not being able to stomach the idea of her gushing on him when she orgasmed.
"Th...thank you for helping me with this. I just wish I never had this problem to start with", I tried to say with confidence which probably sounded like terror.
"Absolutely. No worries, my friend, I have done this for several other mares so I've had plenty of practice. Just turn around for me and lift your tail."
I turned around and did as she said, blushing with shame knowing she'd see how wet and swollen my parts were from being pent up for so long. Part of me wished I could just lie on my side on the floor and rub myself until I exploded.
"Now, I understand if you aren't comfortable with this offer, but I made the same offer for the other mares I helped out. Do you want to...finish, before I do this? It helps with getting used to not having the parts anymore."
I wanted to try and sound like I was thinking about it and not jumping at her offer like I was desperate, but I had already blurted yes before I could bite me lips.
Luckily she didn't say anything more that might have embarrased me further, and instead I saw a glow from behind me as she started using her magic right before I felt it touch me inside and out and start rubbing at places nothing and no one had touched in months. It took all of my self control not to make any noises and to just keep biting my lips and breathing normally as she massaged not just what could be touched but also parts on the inside that no tongue or toy could reach.
I could feel a swelling pressure that felt warm and tingly and delicious and I couldn't help but let out a short sigh of relief as the tingle grew and grew and I felt that pressure get ready to finally be released after so much denial. I heard a quiet thump behind me as my friend thoughtfully put a wide bucket on the floor behind me, and not a moment too soon.
With a strangled whimper the pressure was released and everything in my hindquarters was cramping and clenching and I could hear a flood pouring out of me into the bucket as every contraction against that thick stream made even more powerful sensations travel through my body. It felt like it went on for almost ten seconds before finally a few last drops came out with a couple winks of my swollen clit and it was over. I shyly glanced a little to the side and blushed at the amount of creamy white and yellow liquid I had squirted out into her bucket.
"There we go, that'll make this a lot easier. Are you ready?"
All I could do was nod with my eyes closed.
I felt her magic light up again, and this time I felt it travel far inside me and grab at two points in my belly before there was a pair of short pinching sensations on either side of my lower belly, followed by what felt like something very long and deeply attached being slide slowly out of me by my friend's warm magic. A few moments later, I felt it come out of my body completely and just a weird feeling of emptyness on the inside before the magic inside me closed up the open space I could feel.
"Oh my goodness! I can see why he wanted this removed!"
Blushing again, I turned around and turned an even darker shade of red as I saw the enormous dark pink appendage she was holding up in her magical glow. I could clearly see the swollen tip with the three bumps on the top attached to a thick shaft that split into a pair of forks that narrowed at the ends. She was holding it up by the tip I used to love rubbing and looking at it with shock plain on her face.
"Well, no worries now. You'll be happy to know your marehood looks much more petite and cute! Oh, and don't worry about this thing, I'll take care of it."
She casually lowered my clitoris into the bucket so it was sitting in a shallow puddle of my juices and lifted the bucket in her magic behind her before nuzzling me goodbye and wishing me a good night.
As I walked back down the path toward town, I could see her walk out the back door of her small house and carry the bucket out to her fence next to the woods before giving it a flick and tossing the contents out into the woods. I caught one last glance of my departed fun parts tumbling out of the bucket as the moonlight reflected off the wetness before they disappeared into the brush and leaves under the trees, probably to be eaten by a raccoon or something.
At least my mate will be able to breed me this Spring.