Warning: this story contains bestiality, gang bangs, drugs, nc-sex, etc.

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Hit-Chick and Big-Mama. A trap well set.
Written by: The Pumping Pony.

The full moon cast it light on the Badoma City zoo. It was a warm night and the scent of the animals lay heavy in the air. The last of the zoo employees had left for the day except the night watchman, who was currently sleeping off one of Big-Mama's all consuming blow jobs.

The old man had almost had a heart attack at the sight of her triple-J cleavage in her black molded rubber outfit that lifted and displayed her magnificent milkers to the world. Her smooth white skin contrasting beautifully with the shiny black of her outfit, the gold of her tool belt shimmered like her blonde hair. Her cherry red lipstick had that blow job smear that so many superheroines sported these days.

Next to her was her new found sidekick Hit-Chick. A young girl aspiring to be a superheroine.
Big-Mama had taken her under her wing and started training her to fulfill her ambitions. Winning the sidekick bestiality games.
Hit-Chick was in a tight purple outfit showing of her slim girly figure with a neon blue wig on her head and a black and purple school girl skirt around her waist.

They were standing in an animal pen surrounded by six small horses. They would have been cute, like a full size replica of a toy horse in bright colors and heart shaped patches. But their huge throbbing cocks removed all appearance of innocence.
Hit-Chick was standing at attention while Big-Mama was pacing around her in the manner of a drill sergeant.
“Now what do we call these?” Big-Mama asked.
“The Badoma pony, a sub-breed of the Shetland pony. Selectively breed for stamina, a thick foot and a half minimum cock and an aggressive rape like attitude to sex.” Hit-Chick recited like a soldier reading from a weapons manual.
“It will feel like being split in half for a little girl like you. But with the proper amount of lube, it won't be any worse than the time your school mates shoved that baseball bat up your cunt.” Big-Mama proclaimed.
“But I hate when they do that. It hurts and makes me walk funny after.” Hit-Chick said whining like only a teenage girl can.
With the speed of a striking viper Big-Mama's latex clad hand smacked Hit-Chick across the face.
“You need to know what it feels like. So you wont be scared when some mutant punk pulls a huge cock on you and starts raping you in some alley. That's why I also signed you up for the Badoma sidekick games. Now hitch up your skirt and get on your had and knees. You are taking all six, TWICE.” Big-Mama insisted.
“Ok. But only if we go watch a donkey show and have a banana split after.” Hit-Chick said. Smiling excitedly.
“Ok. No whining, no complaining, I want to see a smile on your lips no matter what. All six twice in the pussy and at least once in the ass. Then will go watch some donkeys bang some slut and eat ice cream.” Big-Mama said. Smiling approval at the girls enthusiasm.

Standing on all fours with the moonlight shining on her petite ass, Hit-Chick braced herself as the first pony started sniffing her pussy.
Being selectively breed for fucking human women the little stud mounted the girl, his fist thick cock, rock hard and twitching with excitement. He bucked his hips thrusting his cock with perfect precision and the power of a battering ram, into her tight pussy all the way up to the hilt. Creating an abdominal bulge from her pussy to her ribcage.

Hit-Chick bellowed in shock and pain from the huge intruder. Stretching her wider and further than any cock had before.
Big-Mama bent over and slapped Hit-Chick over the face again.
“I told you to smile. Now smile like you are in a toothpaste commercial.” She commanded her young protege.
Hit-Chick forced a perfect pan-am smile on her cute lips, but the rest of her face was a mask of agony. Her eyebrows was in high arches of anguish. Her eyes bulging out every time the pony went balls deep.

Big-Mama watched as Hit-Chick got ravaged by one pony after another. She was tempted to join in. But her sidekick needed all the practice she could get.
For the last ten years Big-Mama had tied to win to Badoma sidekick games. Every year she had entered one of her sidekicks and almost every year she had taken second place. Never first place.
The games had become an obsession and she was spending more and more time training her side kicks to perform.
A lot of the girls would break during training or escape when it became to much for them.
Last year had been a disaster when her side kick Rosy-Gold a promising young Asian girl had collapsed in to a permanent orgasm coma. After only sixteen hours and twenty-three horses the little slut had failed her.
The slant eyed bitch had managed more than that every day for a week before the game.
In her mind Big-Mama knew she should have let the girl rest a day before the game. But in her heart she couldn't help blaming the little whore for embarrassing her like that in front of all the other superheroines. She had made her look like some kind of overbearing drill sergeant, pushing young girls to the breaking point.
Sure, the year before she had made The Ultra Girl-Scout compete with a cracked hipbone. But one have to be a little ruthless to win and she had gotten so flexible. She had been almost able to fuck a Clydesdale, but the huge cock had been to much and she had passed out.
It hadn't been enough to get first place. In the dog division she would have won.
It was a mistake, but the little bitch should have protested harder.

She looked down on Hit-chick and smiled. The girl had a natural talent for large object penetration, as soon as she got over her aversion to doing bestiality she would be unstoppable in the Sidekick Games.
The sound of a pony's hips slapping against Hit-Chick's ass brought her out of her revelry.
Big-Mama pulled a riding crop from her belt and started correcting Hit-Chick's posture by poking and slapping her with it.
“Arch your back, hump back harder, keep smiling, No you stupid cunt you don't waste energy on an orgasm now. Wait until he cums, the judges think it looks better if you cum together. Now pretend you are looking into one of the judges eyes and lick your lips like you can taste that delicious cock with your cunt.” Big-Mama said in her most commanding voice.
But on her inside she was exhilarated almost giddy. There was something about dominating young girls, working them hard and pushing them to the limit, that she loved. And if she pushed them too far and few broke on the way. Well, you can't make an omelet without destroying a few sluts.

“Can I have a rest before they start fucking me in the butt.” Hit-Chick asked. As the sixth pony started screwing her for the second time. Her now out stretched cunt making slurping noises with every thrust.
She received another quick slap across the face in response. The abuse sent a strange tingle through her body down to her pussy, making her cum hard.

The sixth pony came hard pumping jets cum in Hit-Chick's over flowing pussy for the second time.
She retched back and covered her cum dribbling pussy with one hand. Making sure that when the pony train came around for a third time they wouldn't accidentally fuck her stretched out pussy.
She felt another pony mount her. It's thick hard cock hit her butt like a sledgehammer.
She hollered loud and long as the massive member plowed in to her tender tight ass.
“Keep smiling. You have to love it to win it.” Big-Mama shouted and delivered a hard back hand to Hit-Chick's reddening face.
Hit-Chick managed to force the corners of her mouth up. But her mouth remained wide open. With groans, wails and drool flowing from it.

Big-Mama watched as the first pony rammed in to Hit-Chick's supple ass. She could swear she could see an evil grin on the pony's face as Hit-Chick started bellowing through her forced smile.
Looking around at the other five, they looked more like a pack of wolves. Salivating over the pink tender flesh in front of them.
Big-Mama was tempted to offer up her own ass to the feast and let them pour there frustrations in all her bodily orifices.
But Hit-Chick was the one who needed the training and she enjoyed breaking in a new sidekick. Almost as much as getting fucked herself, maybe even more.

Hit-Chick lost track of how many times she had been mounted. Her arms were trembling in exhaustion, sweat was soaking through her outfit and dripping off her. Despite the pain and exhaustion she noticed that the smile on her face was staying on naturally.
She finally collapsed face down in the dirt as the first rays of sunshine came over the horizon.

In little Tijuana.

On the east side of the city lay a little Latino community sometimes called little Tijuana.
The district had the most horse and donkey shows in all of Badoma. This is due to the fact that most business doubled as a horse and/or donkey show. It was a place were one could enjoy watching a young woman suck of a horse at the car wash, see a horse fuck a woman cop when you paid your parking tickets or watch a Clydesdale ass rape an apprehended shoplifter at the mall.

Rosalita's tavern and donkey show was the oldest running bestiality sex shows in the city. Rosalita Velasquez age sixteen, started her own donkey show in 1871, in addition to the tavern business. In order to pay of her husbands gambling debts.
With only five donkeys and two mustangs, Rosalita had started on of Badoma's most famous sex acts. Over the years other women flocked to the tavern, hoping to become a performer on Rosalita's stage.
Until she passed away setting the worlds first draft-horse gangbang record. After which ownership of tavern was passed over to its employees.

As the sun's first rays made there ways over the mountain tops, Big-Mama entered Rosalita's tavern with Hit-Chick leaning on her shoulder.
She still had trouble closing her legs. But she was recovering quickly. The inside had an old wooden veneer that had that was showing the signs of age and poor maintenance.
The left side of the of the entrance the wall was covered with pictures of the women who had worked at Rosalita's tavern. They were all displayed mid orgasm while being mounted by a horse or a donkey, sweat dripping of their faces and tits. The oldest were small paintings then came the old black and white photographs, others were modern color pictures.
A black ribbon marked those who had given there lives performing on the stage.

“Why are we here? We passed like eighty places were we could get ice-creme and a show.” Hit-Chick asked.
“I thought I would audition for a job and leave a surprise for an old friend.” Big-Mama said looking at a poster advertising the evenings entertainment. She was grinning like a cat about to pounced an a little canary.
The poster depicted a weary busty superheroine and sidekick in matching lavender and light blue outfits.
“Glorious Guardian and Glory Girl, I hear they won the sidekick games the last five years in the row. What are you planing?” Hit-Chick asked.
Big-Mama whispered to Hit-Chick as she slipped a mini auto-injector from her tool-belt.
“When I ask to audition I will be asked to show how many donkeys and horses I can fuck. After they cum in me I will slip them a shot of this. It's called Mixmaster-B, one shot and they will be able to impregnate any woman they spunk in the cunt. A few of the ones I inject is bound to get the glory whores knocked up. Then they won't be able to compete.” Big-Mama said, gesturing a huge belly.
“Are you crazy, what about all the other women who will get pregnant and isn't that illegal? There could be hundreds maybe thousands of women getting pregnant with mutant babies before they find out.” Hit-Chick said. Her concern evident.
The slap sent her tumbling on her ass. Big-Mama picked her up by her collar and hissed through her teeth angrily.
“I'm going to win that medal. I don't care if every woman on Earth has to birth a whole herd of mutant freaks, I don't care if you have to screw every set of hooves that comes with a cock and balls they can muster up at the games and I don't care if you get pumped with so much cum you burst like a rotten cantaloupe. As long you burst after you win me that medal.” Her whispering hiss had risen to an angry shout and she put on a faked smile, looking around making sure no one had overheard her plan.
Satisfied no one was on to her scheme, she headed into the bar.
Something about Big-Mama's abusive attitude that made Hit-Chick feel excited and tingly inside.
At the bar, Big-Mama asked to audition. They were led to the stables in the back of the tavern.
The stables was about four times bigger than the rest of the tavern. It was packed with stalls containing some truly magnificent specimens of ponies, donkeys and horses.
A hundred and twenty years of selective breeding was evident in the size of the animals cocks and balls.

A stable hand led them to an old padded leather clad bench. It was old and worn. At one end there was scratch marks and bite marks where, over the decades, women had dug in there nails and bitten down in the leather to endure the rough sex of numerous beasts.
At the other end the stuffing had begun coming out of the leather, from hips of women constantly being slammed into the bench as the huge beast plowed into them from behind.
The floor underneath had a big stain from various bodily fluids, both human and animal. On either side of which was two grooves worn into the floor were the rear hooves of the animals would dig in.

Next to the bench was something like a gynecologist chair, made from thick steel held together by rough welds. It was in similar disarray, pads mended with duct-tape, armrest and stirrups bent and re-bent.
The animals grew excited when they saw a woman approaching the area.

“Do you want to get plowed from behind or do you want to lay on your back and see the cunt splitter coming.” The stable-hand asked.
“I want to watch the magnificent studs mount me. I'll lay on my back.” Big-Mama said, as she slipped off her tight latex pants.
“Fine. Sign this and I'll bring around the first donkey.” The stable-hand said, holding out a standard liability waiver as drafted by the Badoma professional horse fuckers union.
It stated that Rosalita's tavern would not be held responsible in the event of unwanted interspecies pregnancy, acts of rape by animal/other employees or customers, injuries physical and mental, addiction to bestiality, etc.
Big-Mama signed without reading. She knew the form by heart now, having signed hundreds of them before.

She sat in the chair spreading her legs wide. The donkey rushed forth, taking a deep sniff of Big-Mama pussy. The powerful scent of horny female filled his nostrils, making his blood surge with lust.
He mounted her and stabbed his cock at her cunt with practiced precision. It sunk into the woman with ease. The powerful muscles of Big-Mama's pussy worked the cock greedily. Craving the first load of cum of the day.
Her colossal tits shuck like a pair of Jello mounds with every thrust. She tried wrapping her legs around the donkeys waist, adding her own power to the thrust.

With the stable-hand standing on her right side, she used her left hand to discreetly pick a small auto-injector from her tool-belt. Hiding it in her hand she waited until the donkey came flooding her pussy with cum.
She jabbed the injector in the side of the donkey. Mixmaster-B changing the beast making him able to impregnate the next woman he fucked.
Everything went according to plan for the first couple of hours.
But when a dapple stallion with an exceptionally thick cock started fucking her it happened.
He fucked her long and hard, stretching her wider than before. Big-Mama couldn't stop her self and started coming.
In her orgasm hazed state she assumed the stallion had came with her and she stabbed him with the injector. But the stallion kept going for another twenty minutes.
She tried desperately to slip the cock out, but was quickly disabled by a series of mind recking orgasms.
A gallon of cum was pumped in to her hungry cunt. The super enhanced horse sperm blasted there way to the waiting ova. Trillions of horse and donkey sperms were already there. But unable to penetrate the ovum wall. The super sperm forced there way past there brothers in impregnation and soon, a new life was growing inside Big-Mama.
The mistake was repeated with a mustang that pounded her so hard that two more ovum dislodged from her ovaries. Leaving her knocked up with triplets.

Hit-Chick was bringing Big-Mama something to drink as she was catching her breath. Recovering from the rough sex and hard orgasms. When a mocking voice came from the doorway.
“I'm so glad to see that you are going for a new career. The superheroine thing was never right for you.” Came from a woman in the doorway.
She was in a lavender and light blue, gold trimmed skimpy outfit. That did little to cover her huge tits.
Behind her stood a teen girl in matching colors. With the image of a bird across her big tits and stars on her short skirt.
“Glorious Guardian and her side slut Glory Girl. What brings you here? Besides the cheap booze.” Big-Mama said, getting off the chair. She walked up to Glorious Guardian. Standing, hands on her hips, so close their huge tits touched.
“We are promoting the side kick games. We are the raining champions after all.” Glorious Guardian smirked.
“Well, your reign is coming to an end. This year I'm winning!” Big-Mama said giving Glorious Guardian a little shove, by thrusting out her chest. Making their huge udders mash together.
“YOU win? Have you finally stepped down and become someone's side kick? That's great.” Glorious Guardian said condescendingly.
“No, you stupid cunt! She is going to win it for me. Hit-Chick come over here.” Big-Mama said her temper flaring. Hit-Chick stepped up to Big-Mama's left side. Putting her face to face with Glory Girl.
“Oh, she is cute. But we aren't competing in the donkey and horse fucker division. But the doggy fucker division. But I'm sure she will do fine there. Though some of those doggy cock's can get up to ten inches. They might split that tight little snatch of hers.” Glorious Guardian said. Shoving her gazongas back at Big-Mama.
“She looks like a virgin to me. I bet she hasn't ever had sex. Masturbating with a hairbrush-handle doesn't count you know.” Glory Girl said looking down her nose at Hit-Chick with a smug half smile.
“Hey! She can handle anything your little whore can. Anytime anywhere. So you can kiss that trophy goodbye.” Big-Mama said, she and Glorious Guardian was now leaning against one another's jugs.
Big-Mama was turning red in the face, displaying her teeth in anger. Glorious Guardian was taking great delight in Big-Mama's hot anger and decided to push it.
“Lets face it. You don't belong in first place. Remember when we were the sidekicks. Remember how Madam Pain would punish you every time you lost to me.” Glorious Guardian said, emphasizing the word 'me.' To really rub it in.
“Not this time. I bet Hit-Chick can take anything your slut can.” Big-Mama was shouting. A vein was visibly throbbing in her forehead.
“Ok. I bet you that Glory Girl can fuck more donkeys and horses right here right now. On stage. If my girl wins you will be my slave for a month and if by some freak act of fate your girl wins I'll be yours for a year.” Glorious Guardian said with all the confidence in the world.
Hit-Chick started tugging on Big-Mama's arm insistently. But Big-Mama ignored the girl.
“We accept. The first Girl who passes out looses. I'm going to enjoy having you lick my boots clean every day for a year.” Big-Mama said with a big smile.
Glorious Guardian and Glory Girl walked out heading for the stage. Swinging there hips wide in confident strides.
“I cant do this. What about the.....'SMACK'” Hit-Chick was silenced with a hard slap over the face.
“Don't embarrass me now. I finally have that bitch where I want her. Now you are going to go out there and fuck like no whore fucked before or the next slap is going the send you to the moon. Now if at any time you think you can't take any more or if you are about to pass out, you jab your
self with one of these. It's a mix of concentrated amphetamine and bimbozine.” Big-Mama said shoving a hand full of syringes in Hit-Chick tool-belt, before shoving her out.
Hit-Chick was turned on by the abuse.
The heat was building inside her and she began craving the rough sex of the first stallion. So she said nothing more.

Big-Mama was sitting next to Glorious Guardian watching the stage. She realized the Hit-Chick had never actually had sex with a full sized horse. The practice at the zoo was promising and she had intended to have her try having sex with one or two before sending her into a full on twenty plus horse gangbang. But the little slut would just have to grin and bear it. Hit-Chick and Glory Girl were standing bent over facing the audience. They were resting there elbows on a small podium like bench each. Helping the girls not fall over when they were mounted.
She could see the stable-hand's making two horses ready. Using a huge syringe they injected the horses with the houses special drug-cocktail. It was a standard practice to get the best performance out of the animals, making them energetic and super horny.
The beasts bounded on to stage, horny like teenagers. They mounted a girl each and started fucking their eager asses.
The audience was treated to an excellent view of the girls rocking, jiggling cleavages.
Big-Mama saw the smile on Hit-Chicks face as the horse was sending the girl in to one orgasm after another.
She wondered why the Hit-Chick had tied to protest before, if she loved this so much.
The horses came almost simultaneously, both pumping the girls full of there supercharged sperm. Billions of the little baby makers made there way to the waiting ovums. Sparking the miracle of freaky mutant life in their young bellies.

Big-Mama watched and smiled as she watched her plan coming together. Her protege was performing great.
Soon she would win this bet and in a few months she would win the sidekick games.
To boot her biggest rival was about to get her knocked up with the horse she was fucking. Disqualifying her sidekick from the game. She was about to give a victorious laugh, when the icy chill of realization hit her. Hit-Chick would get pregnant too.
It was too late, she remembered injecting that horse. It had fucked her good and been one of the firsts to be injected.
She sat watching as the two girls had there cunts blasted over and over with gallon loads of baby making sperm.
Three hours in and Hit-Chick's every breath was a deep oxygen desperate gasp for air. As the sweat dripped of her body in a light rain. She looked over at Glory Girl, her face was covered with only a light sheen of sweat. Glory girl shot her a mocking smile at the sight of Hit-Chick's calamity.
The horse screwing Hit-Chick altered his angle of attack, sending her into a rapturous orgasm.
She was seeing stars flickering in the corners of her eyes, when the last orgasm dissipated.
Fearing that she would loose, she shot Big-Mama a desperate look saying things was going badly.
Big-Mama replied with an angry face and gesticulated stabbing something in her arm.
Thrusting her chest out drawing attention to her jiggling tits. Hit-Chick slipped one hand in to her tool-belt.
Despite her best efforts she started to orgasm again. Fearing that she would pass out, she forced her trembling hand to grip the needle steady.
Stabbing it in to her cum smeared thigh and pressing down on the plunger. Her body was growing weaker by the second as the orgasms sapped her strength.
Her legs grew rubbery and her eyes were misting over. Just as she was about to faint, a surge of energy shot through her.
All of a sudden the world came rushing back, her heart was beating like a that of a panicked rabbit and she was horny like a cat in May.
She started working her hips like a thousand dollar whore. Her pussy was working the huge shaft milking it for all it's worth.

By the time the sun set on the tavern, Glory Girl was carried off the stage like a K.O.ed boxer.
While Hit-Chick was still rampantly screwing a huge black stallion. She had a fanatic insane look on her face. It was part elation in anticipation of the next orgasm and part desperation as some part of her mind knew no amount of orgasm would satisfy her drug induced sex drive.

Epilogue. Months later.

The house was in one of Badoma's finer suburbs. It was the kind of place that didn't have ten dollar whores, but plenty of twenty dollar call-girls. There was no whore houses, they had bordellos. There was no donkey shows but there was the zoophilia theater. In short, the classy part of Badoma were the upper class of citizens live.

In the living room the big TV was on. The finals of Badoma's Sidekick Bestiality games was on. Only two contenders remained. Little Fox, a blond girl in a red mask and a red and black outfit with a black fox head printed over her petite little tits.
Next to her was Gold-Light another petite blond girl, in a white and gold outfit. With a golden sun between her perky little tits.
Both girls was getting mounted by a horse and fucked hard. The score board read eighty-three even.

Big-Mama was sitting in the middle of her couch in her living room. She was only wearing her tiger striped morning-robe, completely open exposing her huge balloon like belly. She was barely able to move due to the immense size of her pregnant belly. She considered herself lucky as she wasn't as bad off as her sidekick sitting next to her, Hit-Chick whose belly made her look like a normal nine month pregnant belly. When compared with Hit-Chick. The veterinarian had counted a minimum of six baby horse hybrids in her.
On her other side sat Glory Girl in a similar state of extreme pregnancy.
Big-Mama was absentmindedly stroking one of the many U-shaped bumps on her belly. The U-shapes would move around as the baby horses moved their hooves and kicked inside her.
She was watching Glorious Guardian who was standing in front of her, wearing a French maid's outfit that did nothing to cover her tits and ass.
She was standing in front of Big-Mama at perfect attention. Having lost the bet, she became Big-Mama's slave for a year.
She had protested loosing the bet when she found out that Hit-Chick was higher than a giraffe on stilts, during the contest. Having turned her arm to a pincushion taking all of those sex drugs.
But there was no rule against them. So Glorious Guardian had to relent and submit.
Every day since Big-Mama had pushed the edge of what humiliating thing she could make her do.
Today she was really pushing it. Glorious Guardian had returned from one of Big-Mama's quests.
She held a bunch of leashes in one hand. She had been outside gathering ten of the filthiest homeless dogs she could find.
“How goes the quest?” Big-Mama said after making Glorious Guardian wait an uncomfortable amount of time.
“I have gathered the dogs you requested. My supreme mistress and reason for my existence. How may I serve you now?” Glorious Guardian said in a droning voice.
Her humiliation evident.
“Excellent, on the table you see a big bottle of pills. They are fertility pills. One of which will make a woman ovulate multiple eggs. You are to swallow ALL of them. You may use the glass of water next to the bottle. NOW SWALLOW!” Big-Mama commanded. She wondered if she was going a little mad with power.
She realized she didn't care.
“Yes, Supreme mistress and thank you for the water. You are ever so kind.” Glorious Guardian said.
She picked up the bottle and downed it in one angry gulp.
“Good girl. You swallow really good. Now in the box next to the pills you will find several doses of Mixmaster-B. You will give one to all of the dogs, so they can Knock you up when they fuck you. Now hurry up.” Big-Mama said.
“Is Supreme mistress sure she wants me pregnant. I can serve mistress better if I'm not a lumbering blimp. No offense intended.” Glorious Guardian said. Trying to avoid her fate.
“Punish yourself and do as your told.” Big-Mama snapped.
Glorious Guardian slapped herself across the face. Leaving a red hand print on her cheek.
Then she proceeded with the Mixmaster-B. The dogs were rowdy, but she managed it quickly.
“You may lick my foot and tell me how grateful your to be my slave while you get gang-breed by the dogs.“ Big-Mama said delighting in Glorious Guardian's humiliation.
Bending down to kneel in front of her mistress, she groaned as her ovaries exploded releasing dozens of ovum.
A huge shaggy dog who stank like a bag full of rotten gym socks and managed to look both crossbreed and inbreed at the same time was the first to mount the huge ass of Glorious Guardian.
A cock like a red and blue veined bowling pin rammed into the cunt of Glorious Guardian. He fucked her with amazing speed making her whole body jiggle. His lolling tongue dribbled drool in her hair and his grapefruit sized balls slapped against her thighs. As she started kissing Big-Mama's feet.
He brutally rammed his monster sized knot up her cunt, making her pussy tight as a drum. Before coming inside of her. Not just filling every corner of her womb with his super sperm, but inflating it until she looked about three months pregnant.
The dog pulled out slurpy plop, as a river of yogurt thick cum spilled out of her.
A rottweiler with what looked like a sadistic smile on his face mounted her next.
As if someone had planed it, the fertility drugs did another number on her reproductive cycle. Leaving her ready for another litter of mutant puppy's.
The dog fucked her hard, trying his best to make it hurt.
Glorious Guardian lowered her head and started working her mouth on Big-Mama's foot.
She liked lowering her head as it hid her smile. She pretended to hate this made Big-Mama more sadistic and creative. But it was hard when all she wanted was to moan in orgasm and beg for more.

The End.

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