myalternatevoid:plpat: Anyone know who this is? Imagine if the hay ride I took that Halloween night,
myalternatevoid:plpat: Anyone know who this is? Imagine if the hay ride I took that Halloween night, was meant to take me to a cabin. The pumpkin pie and hot Cider that seemed to make my cock throb and pulse to an almost uncomfortable pressure. My jeans are hot and my cock seems to grow larger with every bump of the hay ride. My witch friend @maternalwitchjules laced my food and drink. She drives the horse-drawn hay ride I find myself riding in. I can’t take the growth in my pants anymore as I quickly remove my pants. Watching my legs as there seem to be splochy brown spots covering my legs. My balls have lost all hair and seem to be growing hard and swollen. I can almost sit on my balls they are changing color. “What is happening to me Miss Jules? Where are you taking me?” You glance back with a smirk as I notice we are approaching a pumpkin patch. I struggle to stand as my cock begins to flare at the tip. I have a fucking horsecock! It brushes across the hay as I stand bow-legged. My balls feel massive! My balls are swollen and aching! “What did you do to me? Why do I feel… those pumpkins.. I see them… my balls… unnngghhh!!” I cannot ignore a churning feeling like no other! Are those, tent.. tentacles growing and moving inside my balls?? “What did you put in.. ah.. oooh.. I feel.. so much goddamn pleasure”.. as I fall back onto the hay. I’m gripping my balls as they churn with eagerness. Other than my balls beginning to resemble an orange hue, what have you got planned for me Miss Jules? @maternalwitchjules please… Perhaps. Though you may have an idea as to what it might entail as the wagon passes through the pumpkin patch. Your balls shift and squirm with the tentacles forcing them bigger and bigger. Your cock, twitching in time to each fattening pulse, didn’t leak with any sort of precum but the veins under the flattened head bulged from the weight, making the curve of it straighten out and point forwards. Of course, that’s not to negate the other changes you’re having. The mare takes a sharp turn which makes the wagon jolt. Though your balls weigh you down, the top half of you is still fair game and that’s when you feel other changes:You feel your skin grown dense and puff out into short hair over your hips, thighs, calves and ankles. If your shoes were expensive, I’d recommend taking them off to dave them as you grow hooves to match those new digitigrade legs. There’s a tail too, growing just out of your tail bone: short and fluffy, more goat-like than horse despite the size of your monster cock. Oh, and don’t forget about the horns from your forehead! Couldn’t you feel them? Couldn’t you feel the way they pierced from your skin and curled up and out?Well, honestly, I’m not surprised. Not with the way your balls continue to pulse outwards into a size worthy of being called ‘prized’.I think your cock may be influencing a few more of your changes. Those brown splotches soon blossomed over your hips and thighs, making your groin darken into a deep, dark great, and travelled down to your calves, ankles and feet. If your shoes were expensive, you might want to take them off as your legs soon bulge and shift into something more digitigrade…. Something to fit your twitching cock. Of course, we mustn’t forget about your horns! Oh? You didn’t notice? That’s because you’re thinking with your balls. As they throb, your horns curl out and twist, framing your head in a way that would fit the Halloween season. -- source link
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