I find myself on my paws and knees, my breath coming out in deep huffs and low snarls. Two ropes from my collar keeps my head angled forward whenever they're taut. Looking around myself, I find the ropes are attached to metal cuffs around my wrists. I try to move my legs, in the hope that something is free. But I have no luck with it, as my ankles are restrained by another pair of cuffs.
      I growl out softly, looking around again, finally registering the stable stall I'm in. It's nothing fancy, looking like a bog standard stall. Wooden floors, wooden barriers on three sides with a wood wall on the forth side, hay bale in the corner, pieces of hay strewn across the floor.
      My ears perk as something unlatches, making me look up. There's a door in the wall of the stable, which is now creaking open. Before I know it, a feral German Shepherd walks into the stall, its tail wagging softly. It's larger than usual G-sheps, looking almost wolf sized, but otherwise looks like any other German Shepherd. That is, until I look between its back legs, or should I say, his back legs. A large, foot and a half long canine cock hangs between his thighs, spurting pre-cum with every throb, with a deep red colour across the entire of his length.
      I shift as the dog comes closer, struggling against the restraints at my limbs. Closing my eyes as I try to pull at the rope clipped to my collar, I let out a deep groan, feeling my heart race in my chest as the G-shep comes up to me. He seems to examine my face a moment, before his tongue slides out of his mouth, sliding it up against my lips, licking my mouth roughly. His saliva is thick and warm, making me groan as I unwillingly taste his wet digit. Raw meat, dog saliva and tongue invades the small openings of my mouth. Almost making me choke in response, my ears folding back. A whimper escapes me as the canid gives me a good few licks, seemingly loving the fact he has a fox at his disposal.
      This lasts for a good minute or two before the dog pulls his tongue away from me, licking his lips. He turns around until his rump faces me, his tail raised and wagging softly. Shaking his rump slightly, he shows off his slightly plump anus and overly large balls, looking like a pair of decently sized cooking apples hanging heavily in his scrotum. My eyes go wide at what he might want from me, only to be met by his ass pressing up against my vulpine nose. I instinctively hold my breath as I struggle and try to pull back. But I am only met by the dog pushing his rump back even more. This only serves to leave me unable to my head away from him, keeping my nose against his hole.
      My lungs burns for a single breath of air, just a little bit of oxygen to keep myself from passing out. But I can only hold off the inevitable for so long, and despite the situation, I take a deep breath. Tears form in my eyes as the dog's musk fills my lungs, a mixture of sweat, anus and canid spice mixes inside of me. A scent so strong that it makes me lightheaded, slumping slightly against his ass, almost feeling my eyes glaze over slightly.
      After getting a whiff of his rump, I don't try to hold my breath anymore. As though the first sniff of his ass took away the barrier between my mind and the act. Now, all I can do is breath his musk in, like a bitch in heat. My nose grinds up against his rump, and I can't tell whether it's me or him that's making it happen. Time begins to melt around us just like the barn. The only thing my mind can process is the dog's rump, and his mind numbing musk. Whimpers escape every time I breath out, my breath rolling up the cleft of his ass, my eyes flickering softly with every sniff.
      But as quick as his rump was pressed up against my nose, he pulls his backside down, slowly reversing himself underneath me. It takes me a couple of seconds to actually process the movement of the canid, shifting as I look down at him. My eyes go wide at this, wondering what the beast has planned for me now.
      As his head comes within an inch or two of my chin, his ass grinds up against crotch, making me realise that I'd gotten semi-hard from sniffing his backside. A whimpering groan escapes my lips as I try to shake my head, groaning out a wordless sound of refusal. The dog slides his backside up and down my length, slowly teasing me to a full erection, no matter how much I try to resist it.
      Attempting to pull myself away from the feral canid, I can only tug and pull against the restraints feebly. At this, the dog presses his head up against the underside of my maw, nuzzling me as he lets out a rumbling moan, almost sounding like a whimper.
      This is when I seemingly get hard enough for the dog, his ass sliding up to the tip of my member, before it angles itself down a little. With his slightly plump hole against my tip, he slowly pushes himself back, impaling his rump on my member. I cry out loudly as his warmth envelopes me, my eyes bulging out from the realisation that the dog's actually violating my body.
      "Fuck! Get off of me! Please!" I yell out, growling deeply at the feral beast underneath me.
      But this doesn't stop the canid, whom starts to thrust himself on the upper half of my length.
      "Y-you... fucking mutt..."
      The canine continues to slide himself down my length, huffing happily, like he's playing with his favourite toy. His ring spreads around the bulging midsection of my vulpine cock, before sliding down to the top of my knot, having the bulk of my nine inches inside his ass. Looking down at the dog, I try to process the wet, warm, dog bowels spread around my cock, my mind short-circuiting as I do so.
      The beast starts to pull himself forward, teasingly slow, getting to my tip before he stops. He pushes himself back onto me getting to my knot once more, moving himself along my cock, almost professionally. My nostrils flare as I huff out, groans and whimpers escape through my snout. The scent of his ass still clings to my snout, providing a sweaty, musky baseline to the other scents of the barn. Hay, horses, and hot summer air mixes with the growing smell of sex filling the barn.
      The dog starts to move a little bit faster, taking my cock easier with every thrust back. His ring glides around my length, clamping down on the thick midsection of my length, making me groan into the stall. Gritting my teeth slightly, I look down at the mutt with mild distain, growling out as he seems to be having the time of his life.
      "Mmm.... mmph..." I continue to groan, shifting against the restraints again, continuing my feeble resistance against the pleasure growing inside me. "Oh god... please, no more!"
      With every thrust of the dog's ass, I can feel my body start to move against my will. My orgasm begin to draw closer as my hips start to work on their own, thrusting slightly against the dog's ass. Grinding my knot my against his ring only makes the situation feel more pleasurable, especially when his ring starts to stretch around the bulb of flesh.
      Breathing deeper as my body gives in, I tremble with each thrust of the canid. He seems to be intent on taking all of me, and despite what I might want, my body seems to be on his side. He doesn't even let half of my cock out of his rump now, as his hole stretches around my knot. My eyes flutter half closed, whimpering like a cub while the last embers of my resistance flow away from my mind. The only sounds that penetrate my ears are our huffing breaths, my moans, his barks of pleasure.
      Shaking my head softly, I try to tell the beast again that I don't want this. But, with how my body is betraying me, it almost feels like an act, like I'm faking my resistance. I know that I'm not, I know it! But my muscles, my very bones act against every part of my rational mind.
      "Please, stop! No more! H-have mercy!" I cry out, begging to the beast, as though he can understand anything I'm saying.
      This is when the feral beast decides to slam his rump back, forcing my knot up his ass like his life depends on it. My eyes go wide, and with a muffled yelp, my balls pull up against my taint. As my toes curl, my frame tensing up, the orgasm that I was holding back finally is forced out of me. Tears fall down my cheeks as I involuntarily unload my seed deep into the dog's ass.
      Pleasure radiates through me, the process of breeding his ass only amplifying this bliss inside of me. I groan as my orbs release shot upon shot of vulpine seed, my cock being milked by the canine's rhythmically twitching ass. Only to be met by his insides clamping down on my length, holding onto me like a chew toy. He whimpers and groans deeply as his backside shift and slide around my cock. There's still that rhythmic nature to it, despite how almost instinctual the actions are. Looking down to the floor, I find the dog unloading his balls onto the floor, shooting a few thick strings of dog semen across the floor.
      I grimace at the idea of the dog cumming from raping me. But as the scent of lust and canid cum fills the air, a small part of my mind enjoying the situation. Glancing at the mutt, his face is coated in pure bliss; his ears folded back, eyes half closed and almost glazed over, muscles relaxed. Almost looking like he's just eaten a dozen steaks, as his orgasm finally fades away. The sight almost softens me to the canid, but I can't get past the situation, the fact that he's forced himself onto me.
      "Fucking... stupid beast..." I growl with a mild anger as I look down at the dog again, watching him as he whimpers back softly, giving me 'begging eyes'. "I... fucking hate you..."
      Again, the dog whimpers at this slumping his head down onto the floor.
      "Seriously?  I mean... I get you can't actually speak, but... fucking ask, maybe?!"
      A growl escapes my lips as I look away, the small spike in anger slowly ebbing away. Seconds tick by, and the canid keeps on whimpering the only sound penetrating the barn for a bit. But this doesn't last long, before my ears perk up, the sound of hooves on floorboards. My eyes go wide as I look around once again, even though I can't really move my head, I can just barely see an entrance into the stall from deeper in the stable. A Clydesdale horse moves into the stall,  his large hooves slamming down with each footstep.
      My eyes go wide as it moves around me, coming to my front side, allowing me to have a real look at him. I don't even second guess whether the horse is male or not. His already hard cock sways side to side between as he walks, as though he's strutting his stuff. This makes me struggle against my restraints once again, my body trembling as he looks down at me.
      "Fuck! Get away from me!" I cry out, trying to get away before he can do anything with me. "Please, I beg you, not that!"
      But this falls on deaf ears as the horse moves over me, his barrel of a belly knock my horns a little, angling my head upwards a little. His length throbs up slightly, coming to my mouth, pressing against my maw. Struggling as the flat tip grinds against my lips, the dog tugs on my knot, seemingly working with the horse as I gasp and open my maw instinctively. At this, the horse's cock slides into my maw, hitting the back of my throat on the first thrust. My tongue is pinned against the bottom of my mouth, the taste of horse cock filling my maw, my jaw straining just to have the horse's tip in my mouth.
      The Clydesdale stays still for a moment, a small spew of pre-cum shoots against the back of my throat, hitting my uvula dead on. I gag slightly at this, making my teeth graze the beast's length. For a moment, I think this might make the equine pull out of me. But I am proven wrong as the beast slams himself forward, spreading my throat as wide as it can go. My jaw strains even more, the beast's cock threatening to dislocate it as it thrusts deep into my neck.
      I struggle as the horse forces itself deeper and deeper into my gullet, inch upon inch of horse cock spreading my insides to their limits. Gagging and choking around the throbbing meat inside me, I feel it hit something inside me, some sort of resistance. Barely getting myself to focus in front of my snout, I find that there's only an inch or so of horse meat left, before my nose is against the beast's crotch. It takes a moment, but I finally realise the truth. That the tip of his cock might actually be pressing up against the entrance of my stomach.
      The edges of my vision start to darken as the equine thrusts forward a little, grinding his tip against the resistance within me. Tears fall down my cheeks as I press my teeth down on the horse's cock, trying to nip him, hoping that it'll make him pull back. A loud nicker escapes his lips as he shifts, seemingly getting ready to do something.
      But instead of pulling back, he slams himself forward, ramming his tip past the entrance of my stomach. My nose grinds up against the beast's crotch, barely able to gurgle out a deep groan around his cock. Being fully impaled on his length, I feel myself get lightheaded, my vision darkening further as my heart beats in my head. The horse keeps himself in me for another couple of seconds before he starts to pull himself back. My eyes start to flutter shut, glazing over from oxygen deprivation.
      Jerking back a couple of times, I can feel him tug on my stomach, my organ seemingly having a good hold on him. With the last of my strength, I try to pull back in rhythm with the horse, trying my best to be free of him. I black out for a second, coming to as the equine tugs his cock out of my belly, pulling his cock back further and further. His tip comes to the back of my throat, and I'm finally able to breathe once more, my eyes going wide as my body is overwhelmed with oxygen.
      Coughing around the beast's length, I am only given a couple of seconds to recover, before the horse thrusts forward again. Closing my access to air once more, I groan as he thrusts forward faster into me, pushing his blunt tip into my stomach again. The Clydesdale pulls out of me quicker this time, tugging his cock until it's just in my maw once more, allowing me to breath in again.
      Repeating this again, he thrusts faster with each ram of his length. Soon enough, he's slamming himself back and forth like I'm a mare in heat. His length slams forward, forcing its way from maw to stomach within two seconds, if that, finding less resistance as it pushes into my gut. Before being yanked back, getting to my maw just as fast. The stallion gets rougher and harsher with his movements, treating me more like a fleshlight now.
      My eyes roll back into my skull, as the Clydesdale somehow thrusts even faster and harder into me. Barely able to take breath every time the horse pulls back, I feel my throat tighten around his cock every time he forces himself into my gullet  I gag and choke harder, as the beast's tip begins to flare inside me, spreading me open even further. Groaning deeply, my eyes tear up more as I struggle even more, wishing nothing more than for this to be over.
      His thrusts become harder, slamming directly into my stomach, keeping himself buried in me for a second, before forcing himself back to my maw. He's more powerful and dominant than anyone, or anything, I've experienced before. And despite myself, I find myself start to push my face forward slightly, every time the equine thrusts forward. I can't begin to process why my body is doing what it's doing, but at this point, I don't care anymore.
      A half minute passes before the beast gives me one last slam forward, snorting loudly as my nose is pressed up against his crotch fur. His tip flares inside my stomach while he starts to unload his seed into me. I can feel the thick liquid flow through the underside of his length with my tongue, his balls tugging up against his taint with every shot of his load. I can feel his jizz fill my belly, only taking two ropes of cum to take up the empty space. Before forcing more seed into me, pressure building inside me.
      My belly begins to push outwards as the stallion breeds my maw, each shot of jizz feeling bigger than the last. It's not long before my growing stomach presses against the back of the dog beneath me, weighing down onto him as he whimpers softly. A whimper escapes my lips as my ears flick, the wet, sloshing sound of my belly growing louder and louder. The edges of my vision begin to darken again, becoming lightheaded as my lungs burn for air. Gurgling groans flow around the horse's cock, as I tighten my throat around his meat, trying instinctively to draw in a single breath.
      I black out for a second or two, skipping maybe a shot of his seed, feeling my belly strain to keep everything inside of it. Thankfully his cock starts to soften in my throat, his orgasm finally ending. His flared tip tugs on my stomach as his length shrinks inside me, pulling on my organ a couple of times before finally pulling free of me. His length shrinks to my maw, and I finally manage to breathe in, taking in lungfuls of air.
      But this doesn't last long before my eyes go wide, feeling warm liquid bubbling up my throat. I pull my maw back, forcing the horse's cock out of my mouth, before turning my head slightly. With a gag, I bring up a mawful of cum onto the wooden floor, groaning deeply at the action. My ears fold back as I tremble, disgusted at the situation. I dare not look down at the puddle beside the dog and me, not wanting to even think about what I just did.
      "So fucking gross..." I whimper.
      Shifting slightly as I look up, my nose presses up against the equine's still heavy ballsack. The beast's sweat sinks into my fur as I groan, unable to stop myself from taking a long, deep huff. My nose is assaulted by the deep, almost rank scent of the stallion's ball sweat. But no matter how much I try to pull my snout away from his orbs, I can't. My heart races in my chest as I take another whiff of his balls, and another, and another.
      After a good few minutes of letting the equine mark my maw with his scent, my ears perk at the sound of something metallic clicking below me. Well, four of the exact same sounds to be precise. For a second, I don't even look down, letting my tongue rasp across the beast's balls, gathering up his sweat. Withdrawing my tongue back into my maw, I gulp down the liquid with a deep tremble, hating just how good his fucking sweat tastes.
      Finally, looking down, I find the restraints around my wrists and ankles have come undone. My eyes go wide for a second, my first thought is to force the dog off of my dick and just run out of the stable. A small moan escapes my lips as I try to work my body, to try and pull away from the horse's sweaty ball sack. But as my tongue continues to run up the equine's sack, unable to pull myself from the musky orbs.
      My paws move from the ground, sliding down to my bulging belly, gripping the cum filled mass. Wet, sloppy, sloshing sounds radiate from my guts as I work my midsection, processing just how much jizz the horse forced me to take in. After a good minute or two of doing this, I move my paws down to the dog's ass, groping it for a moment. I then gripe his ass tightly, grimacing slightly as the canid clamps down onto my cock.
      As my fingers dig into his plump rump, I let out a small growl as I push his ass forward. My thick knot tugs on the inside of his ring, only making me growl out deeper against the stallion's balls. I give it a good couple of tugs, before the dog finally relinquishes his hold on my knot, his hole spreading wide as I slip out from his backside.
      A shiver runs through my entire body when this happens, my shaft slides out of the dog's hole as I finally pull my nose away from the horse's balls. I look down at the canid's rump just as my tip slides out of his hole. With a huffy whimper that escapes my lips, I watch as my own jizz slowly seeps out of his slightly gaping ring. The thick white liquid flows down the cleft of his ass, slowly dripping down from his balls.
      "Fuck..." I whisper as I slowly move out from in-between the two beasts, letting myself take a step or two, before stopping. "O-oh fuck..."
      I bend over slightly, placing my paws on my knees, taking a moment as I feel the hot liquid slosh and shift inside of my belly. Looking over to the two feral animals, the dog is slumped on the floor, huffing deep breaths as he tail wags lazily. While the horse just kinda stands there, going from flicking his ears over to me, to just letting them flick around the room. After a few seconds, I stand back up fully, shivering softly as I come back to the equine.
      "Hey, there..." I say softly, moving my paw to the side of his belly. Not really knowing what to say after everything, or really what to think. "Would you... mind if we tried this again?"
      The horse doesn't respond to me, not that I expected it to.
      "Y'know, with me... wanting it this time?"
      Again, no actual response.
      I take a breath, letting my paw slide down his body, following it to his backside. "O-okay, lets try this out."
      After a second, I move myself behind his rump, being met by the horse's musk, even with me being about a foot or two away from his ass. I don't find it nearly as unpleasant as I thought it would be. It's certainly not unhygienic, in fact... the scent is rather clean for such a beast as him. Looking down at the cleft of his ass, I can just about see his glistening hole and taint in-between the hairs of his tail.
      Almost as though the horse can feel my gaze on his ass, the beast flicks his tail to the side, showing off his hole for a second. Again, he flicks his tail, giving me yet another look at his doughnut-shaped ring, almost as though he's tempting me. I lick my lips slowly, doing everything I can to keep myself away from his rump. My heart races in my chest as I drag my gaze down from his backside, meeting the half-glazed eyes of the dog, looking back up at me.
      "H-hey boy, you up for more?" I ask softly, biting my lip.
      The canid huffs out deeply in response, seemingly a non-committal answer.
      I move my paw to my balls, raising them slightly, as if to offer them to the dog. "Sniff? Wanna sniff?"
      This actually seems to bring the dog somewhat out of his haze, moving himself forward a little. It takes a moment before he actually gets his nose to my orbs, making contact with my fluffy sac. He sniffs deeply at my ballsack, huffing out once more, pleasure soaking deep into the sound.
      "Good boy, such a good boy." I half whisper, moving a paw down to the dog's head, petting for a few seconds. After this, I pull my paw back, leaving the canid to his nose based ventures. I bring my focus back to the horse's ass, once again being captivated by his size and scent. "S-sorry, big guy. I'll give you the attention you deserve..."
      With this, I move his tail to the side, finally revealing his plump, sweaty, doughnut-like anus. I bite my lip for a moment, before moving my snout forward, unable to keep myself away from him for any longer. My nose finds its way to his hole as my eyes close, letting myself inhale like my life depends on it.
      The pure scent of raw horse ass invades my lungs. Despite being hygienic, and generally pleasant, the pure strength of it makes me actively gag, pulling myself away from the cleft of his ass. Thankfully, it's only the one gag, making recovery relatively easy. I pant softly as I take a moment, trying to steady myself. My ears fold back as I look at his asshole once again, letting out a small growl.
      I'm a fox, I can handle a horse.
      Again, I move forward and grind my nose against his anus, his soft, plump flesh pressing against my vulpine nostrils. Huffing once more, this time I only respond with a half gag, my body seemingly adjusting to the strength of the smell. I push myself through this and start sniffing at the equine hole, feeling my cock throb with anticipation. My balls pull up against my taint slightly with each huff, almost making myself cream from the smell alone.
      My free paw move up to the horse's backside, groping it tightly. A deep groan escapes my lips as heart races in my chest, every second of huffing the equine's hole making my mind go more blank. Almost as though the plump anus is actively drawing every thought from my brain with every breath. Before I know it, my maw opens ever so slightly, angling my snout up slightly to kiss his ass. It's a quick kiss, more of a peck than anything.
      That is until I kiss it once more, this one being a little longer, a little more passionate. Again, I kiss his hole, and again, and again. Before I know it, I lock my lips around his hole, forcing my tongue up into his hole. It's unbelievably hot, and if I thought the smell was strong, the taste is tenfold. It's still clean, surprisingly clean if anything, but makes my mind swim in pure lust. I eat the equine's ass out instinctively, licking and lapping along the inside of his asshole, loving the raw taste.
      My cock throbs as something moves around it, before being met by something hot and wet enveloping my cock. For a split second, I think my cock is in the dog's ass again. But I'm met by a hot tongue lapping around my length, and I realise that the canine's giving me a blowjob. I want to pull myself away from the equine's rump, to voice my pleasure, to tell the dog to suck my cock like the slut he is. But I'm far too addicted to the horse's asshole to actually ever pull myself away.
      I let go of both the horse's tail and ass, before moving them down to the canid's head, holding him in place. I start thrusting into the dog as my head is mostly covered by the equine's tail hair, sealing in the heat and scent and myself between the horse's ass cheeks.
      Humping back and forth, thrusting my cock into the canine's maw and throat as I worship the horse's plump hole. I sink into the situation, feeling my heart settle while I let myself pleasure the two beasts. My eyes roll back into my skull again, trembling as I melt into the lust they bring me. Small huffs escape my nostrils in-between every whiff of the horse's ass, pushing myself further and further. My hips slam back and forth into the dog, my balls slapping against the canid's chin. His tongue circles around my length as I move my cock back and forth, acting as a make-shift fleshlight.
      It may be me huffing the stallion's sweat, or having my tongue a good inch or two in his ass making everything feel better, but I never knew a dog could be so talented with their maw. As time continues on, ticking on through the haze of horse musk, I find myself coming to my own orgasm. No it's mutual between all parties, any resistance my body had prior seems to be gone.
      My thrusts become faster and harder, but also a lot more instinctual, my breaths becoming deeper. I tug my head back a little, my lips pulling his doughnut-like hole for a moment, before it escapes my grasp with a soft 'plop'. When this happens, I move my head forward once again, rubbing my snout and forehead against the horse's asshole. Having to be careful with my horns witj his tail hair, I find a taboo pleasure from having the beast's musk sinks into my head fur, marking me as his.
      Pleasure builds inside me once again, my orgasm finally hitting me as I grab the dog's head, giving it one last thrust as I hold his head against my crotch. With a deep groan in-between the Clydesdale's ass cheeks, I cum down the dog's throat, giving him a treat directly into his belly. His throat milks my length like a professional, drawing every drop of seed from my orbs. My body trembles and shifts as I unload my jizz, giving one last hump into the dog's maw.
      My ears fold back as my orgasm slowly fades away, leaving me sweaty, huffing, and longing for more. I stumble slightly against the equine's backside, moving a paw to his rump to steady myself. After a moment, I manage to keep myself against the horse's backside, his soft hole puckered against my forehead. I let myself recover for a moment, licking the equine ass sweat from my lips, closing my eyes.
      "Fuck..." I whisper softly. "You're both really growing on me."