Hey, not up to my usual standards, though still a complete story about a hyper horse daddy. I wanted to do something special for the year of the horse this time, but my first attempt at a Char-centric story took some major editing... and then still got banned by Patreon. To still meet the usual posting date, here's a little extra, and the original story is available by request on discord -and- will be going up in full for free on FA sometime later. I'll keep horsing around and see if I can get some other stuff going as well.
Xena softly gulped, she was more than a bit nervous for her date, but mostly because she didn't want to get her hopes up too much. Her friends had set it up, there were rumors among them just how big he was and some swore he had gotten bigger too. According to them, Charles had actually had a bit of rough luck lately, and he was certainly enticed when shown pictures of the vixen's insane body.
So they arranged a meeting with some outdoor seating, hypers were rare to some extent but some places had arrangements for them. Xena still needed several chairs just for each ass cheek, and just one breast would utterly engulf the table and then some as she tried to adjust herself. Sometimes it was a pain being so big, but she loved it really. More so that, her own personal mantra. "Big girls need big dicks" she muttered aloud, tensing at just the thought of it. She wasn't sure what to expect, but one thing was for sure no matter what she might have fantasized about, he was much bigger than even her wildest dreams.
She saw him approaching, he was unmistakeable, part of her had to question where he might even find pants to wrap around all that obscene massive BULGE. There was that saying of hung like a horse but it was evident he put the euphemism to shame. Her chest and mind were pounding, as an almost surreal sense set in. Could someone even be that big? She wondered if she was really just having a stupid hot dream, but as he got closer it became evident it was all too real ...
Char strolled up casually, or at least as casually as he could when the three feet in front of him were occupied! "Hey, X right?" He asked with a smile as he sat down next to her, not even bothering with benches as he settled directly on his balls, the massive spheres shaking the hillside with a rumble that didn't really sound like a protest.
Up close it was clear that his pants had to have been sculpted around him, shiny black, meticulously tailored material that hid all the belts from a distance. Every bit of him was strapped down, scaffolding squeezing tight his bulge, keeping it off the ground while he was standing.
He needed it. He had to be at least eight feet tall, and still everything below the waist was bulge. "You're even cuter in person! It's nice to finally meet you."
Xena's eyes were wide and she was all but drooling over that package, the protrusion and girth of it was obscene and frankly hard to ignore. It had to be bigger than three feet in size with how much it was jutting outward, and not to mention how supported and 'restrained' it seemed to be. Thoughts raced through her head, primarily how much bigger it would be when hard and how hard could those cumfactories let loose.
He also had a certain aura, she wasn't quite sure, but something inside her slutty soul knew that he had a lot of unbridled potential. "FUCK YOU'RE HUGE" she blurted out, almost subconsciously, for a moment her maw and face all but gravitated towards it, she just simply wanted to jam it all into her face and suck him off. There's a slight saving grace of societal expectations, as she barely caught herself, and blushed deeply.
"Oh uh sorry, You're really ... cute too ?!" she cleared her throat and stifled a huff. He was really cute, hot really. She took a sip of water and took a couple breaths to try to compose herself.
Char laughed, a deep, bassy thing that split his whole face before he shrugged. "Nah I think you got it the first time. I'm huge. Puberty never really left me alone. I just try to keep balanced and be huge -everywhere-." The horse took a deep breath, causing his pecs to strain at his jacket, the arm he reached out in a friendly gesture was bulging with muscle all the way through.
"Even at our size, I think it's important to be able to sweep a girl off her feet. I'd be happy to offer a demonstration, but of course I could also just ask how your trip over here was~" Char was friendly, polite, happy to be a friend and date first and an ultra-virile stud second. Of course, if it was the kind of day where he'd skip straight to studding... his pheromones usually took care of that.
“Pick me up and fuck me stupid” It came out as a whisper, as her mind and eyes lavished over his form and muscles. Her head still spun with fun thoughts. Xena was a complete bimbo in truth. Not that she wasn't smart or lacking in personality but she was somewhat 'dickbrain rotted' and his existence was certainly making that aspect much more difficult.
She was enamored with all of him, but honestly she loved that he liked being big. She wanted a huge massive boyfriend, she wanted the biggest in fact. And he was seeming to be all that and then some. She grunted and huffed, barely able to socially function, hiding it just enough that one might also pick up on the fact she's struggling. Her rock hard nipples gushed, and her thick thighs utterly drenched barely hidden beneath the table.
The fact that he had asked a question finally registered. "Oh uh it wasn't too bad... had a few pervs saying stuff and checking me out, nothing I'm not used to. I try to not pay too much attention to how my strut means I get to clap with no hands" she chuckled softly. Everyone loved imagining how much her rump bounced and clapped and jiggled.
"Hmmm, I might be able to help with that!" Char grinned after catching a small whisper from her with a twitch of his ears. Quickly he pulled the fox close, lifting her up to join him on top of his bulge as he opened a zipper at the top of his pants.
The sheath sticking out was well concealed, but at least the size of his head. More to the point, every inch of it was pierced with the kind of expensive compressors only the -really- extreme hypers ever qualified for. Char put one hand on each cheek of his new pet fox, lifting her up and pulling her close as his hands sank deep into her curves...
And pulling her face away from where she could see his sheath, almost as soon as it was out of sight, she felt it instead. Something sneaking up between her massive cheeks, something enormous hot-dogging between her butt cheeks even while both of Char's hands were occupied.
"You could always put something -sturdy- in between to avoid them rubbing together," he said with mock innocence.
Her life would literally change forever just seeing those compression rings. How many of them were there, how much was it holding back, how could he be this big with all of that?! In an instant she was his forever girlfriend, wife, slut, condom whatever he wanted.
Her pussy was gushing atop of his bulge, feeling and relishing the heat and scale of it, the sense of power and strength he had. She was a big girl. A bit over 6 feet and all her curves, she probably was over 1,000 pounds to be honest, not that she was bashful about that. It was all in the right places really. But he handled her effortlessly.
Her brain snapped though, she convulsed and bucked and didn't care what happened now, there was one thing she didn't just want, she needed it.
"Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me !!!"
Char seemed momentarily startled by the outburst, but then smiled. "Eight times specifically? Sure, that sounds like a worthy greeting~"
The stallion didn't waste any more time, he bent down, tearing through his latest conquest's pants with a clean bite and stripping her with a pull of his tail and a flick of his neck even as his hands continued to hold her high. He stood up, undoing a central clasp and letting his pants fall, gargantuan balls spilling around the hillside as he stripped to match.
Char shifted his grip, now holding 1000 pounds of fox balanced one handed as he found her pussy, an enormous, plush thing that looked like it could take a fair bit. He teased it a bit, one strong finger teasing her clit a bit as he brought her high enough to position his cock underneath her.
"Just one question," Char grinned, "What's the biggest you've taken before?"
"Mmm my last boyfriend was one of the biggest on the planet as far as I know, his erections were about the size of a bus…" she noted skeptically.
She tensed instinctually. She had the sense he was even bigger, there was something almost ominous. Looking at those balls and how big and fat they were, heavy and DENSE. Cratering the ground around them. She squirmed in anticipation, "I'm very stretchy I promise ..." she assured.
"A -bus- bus?" Char was more taken aback than he expected. Whenever he'd been -bus- sized in the past, actually fucking a girl wasn't really on his list of options. Typically he just wanted to avoid turning the whole city block into an orgy from his magnified pheromones!
Well, that wouldn't be a problem if he just grew -inside- her. And he had promised her at least eight times. He held her up over his sheath and -willed- his cock inside her, the jet-black, flared head emerging with a vengeance as it plunged itself inside, pushing her pussy lips wide and extending foot by foot.
"Well, I'll call that a 'midpoint'. But to start with why don't we see how many times you cum while I'm still pacing myself!" Char pulled her tight, making sure his growing dick really was for her innards alone