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Zoophilian
The Ridden
- Joined
- Feb 7, 2013
Hello all!
Working out the bugs on a new storyline, Its rough so bare with me. It would be something like some young heroine who was already established as a hero. She Visits a small village and ends up hastily borrowing a horse, The only work-horse of the small village and goes to ride off after some villain after promising to bring it back or some such only to get the poor horse she 'borrowed' killed or lost, She returns to the little village and is forced to take the beast's place until a replacement can be found.
Originally I envisioned pure ponygirl for the poor heroine. Not a suit in the vein of which i normally use but more of a traditional Pony-girl bondage [See images below]. The bondage that would ultimately leave her arms bound at her side or behind her back and useless, Pointed hooven heels that keep her off balance, a heavily padded corset around her midsection that limits her breathing, a bit/bridle fitted to her head so she can be lead around but also hooked up to pull carts. She is a very well-known and easily recognizable heroine of the realm, likely to have even saved the world once or twice only to end up reduced to a pony-girl all because she tried to save a small village from a villain and is forced to replace a horse she borrowed and lost with the promise in X days she would be released but she had to be punished!
It could have several paths pre-planned, but am always up for suggestions and new ideas. I will list a few of them that I have been musing over below.
And an alternative storyline for a more mainstream none fantasy take on things...
This had all started early that morning when the poor girl had accepted a package for her mum, inside the heavy package would of been that very Pony-girl bondage she was wearing now, with a flyer inviting the woman to attend the Farming convention that specialized in animal breeding technology and devices. She was a desired VIP and wanted her to volunteer to test out all the newest pumps, stations, and other things for the betterment of animal breeding like she had the previous year. Inside the invitation she found pictures of what she assumed was her mum, in similar Pony-girl bondage at different stations, staring down different insertions all to show how safe it all was! Afterall.. if a human could survive their machines happily the farmer's precious livestock would certainly be at no risk.
She stared down the rubbery muzzle of that pony-girl bondage, it smelled funny, It caused her nose to wrinkle and almost made her queasy as she began to wonder just what her mum was into. there was barely a hint of human flesh visible on her and that's just what the orders said It would be sleek black rubbery latex that covered her near the head to toe. Her head covered in that equine mask with the muzzle gaped slightly so she could speak, only if she examined it closer she may have caught the 'mount' inside of the muzzle that allowed certain insertions to be locked in place. The bulk of the outfit was thin black latex that shamelessly showed off her more than ample breast with tiny openings around each nipple to allow the fleshy peaks to stand erect. Around her midsection over the latex was a snug-fitting corset that was designed to keep that hourglass figure but also stretches outwards when under a certain circumstance. The tight latex dug in ever so slightly to her plump valentine shaped ass, she didn't notice the small opening around her certainly virgin asshole. She realized her nethers were exposed far too late to do anything about it.
Her hands were covered by fitted Long gloves that came up over her elbows ending in hooven styled gloves complete with shiny nickel forged horseshoes that rendered her hands useless even if she did slip the bondage. Her arms would be able to be locked firm to the corset. The back of the suit would have small metallic loops and rings to be connected to different things. Next had come to those heavy latex boots, inched up over her knee and pulled tight they would be pointed heels that lacked the heel for balance forcing her on her tippy toes which would clack softly against the ground thanks to nickeled horseshoes nailed to the bottom of the latex boots.
At first, the teen was going to toss it out like she did most of her mums non-bill related mail until she saw pictures of her mother from the previous year wearing the same Pony-girl suit she was in now being hooked up to various perverted looking machines as a very serious crowd of livestock owners looked on. The very idea made her heart race, which all lead to her current situation, trembling as she walked in the doors of the Breeding convention finding her heart racing all the more as someone who apparently had seen her mother the previous year(s) approached with a clipboard asking a dozen rapid-fire questions which she had no idea of! After a few moments, the man stopped and stared at her, peering into that muzzle before simply exclaiming. "You're shorter than I remember..." All around her would be like a perverted Candyland. She could see Milking stations for cow and bulls, insemination stations that made butterflies start to flutter in her stomach with just the idea of what they would mean to her and all so publicly.
The Pony-girl Heroine:
The Volunteered Pony-girl:
Working out the bugs on a new storyline, Its rough so bare with me. It would be something like some young heroine who was already established as a hero. She Visits a small village and ends up hastily borrowing a horse, The only work-horse of the small village and goes to ride off after some villain after promising to bring it back or some such only to get the poor horse she 'borrowed' killed or lost, She returns to the little village and is forced to take the beast's place until a replacement can be found.
Originally I envisioned pure ponygirl for the poor heroine. Not a suit in the vein of which i normally use but more of a traditional Pony-girl bondage [See images below]. The bondage that would ultimately leave her arms bound at her side or behind her back and useless, Pointed hooven heels that keep her off balance, a heavily padded corset around her midsection that limits her breathing, a bit/bridle fitted to her head so she can be lead around but also hooked up to pull carts. She is a very well-known and easily recognizable heroine of the realm, likely to have even saved the world once or twice only to end up reduced to a pony-girl all because she tried to save a small village from a villain and is forced to replace a horse she borrowed and lost with the promise in X days she would be released but she had to be punished!
It could have several paths pre-planned, but am always up for suggestions and new ideas. I will list a few of them that I have been musing over below.
- Imagine her reaction, forced to pull a plow or cart all day only to have a Centaur trader or some such visit the small village and to breed the mare, well.. the horse that was lost was already meant to be bred, And since she is smaller than the mare, the poor heroine ends up strapped to the belly of the centaur, forced to walk under the creature as it cock is sheathed inside of her, unceremoniously paraded thru the village as it trades and deals with the villagers getting fucked all the while.
- Tethered to a post near the center of the small village, on display almost so villagers can collect her as needed for various chores, But maybe not everyone in the village see's the Heroine turned work-horse as a blessing. Some of the women are jealous of the way their men stare at her and decide to teach her a lesson, The poor defenseless heroine might end up on the receiving end of several whole fruits and vegetables being forced inside of her, some fresh, some spoiled all before being forced to go about her day pulling carts or plowing fields unable to tell anyone of what extra she was being forced to endure.
- In a long standing trade agreement with a neighboring village the work horse / mare every year would be bred by its Donkey's & Horse's in hopes of producing more livestock for the village.. Well no one canceled this deal just because the Work horse had been replaced, Much to the Heroine's surprise when she is presented with a number of equine suiters and a number of humble farmers confused but certainly not going to turn down the chance to breed their prized stock with a Hero.
- Forced to stay in the stables at the edge of town only to learn first hand that giant spiders prey on the horses within nightly and since she is defenseless can't resist when they implant eggs by the dozen into her. Every day her work as the towns only workhorse becoming increasingly harder due to the growing spider eggs in the pit of her belly.
- Being captured in a goblin/kobold raid, taken and trained by them as a war mount. Armored and forced to lead a goblin raid on every human village, her semi-nude form acting as a distraction with a heavily armored goblin riding on her back, nipples pierced with a loop thru each, a small chain attached used for steering and control of her.
- Most importantly I am seeking outside the box ideas for cursed equipment, maybe the bridal or bit she is equipped with has an enchantment on it's similar to the command spell whoever holds the lead can make suggestions that she has to follow and may even think that it's her own idea..
Bad ends are lusted for as always but not required.
And an alternative storyline for a more mainstream none fantasy take on things...
This had all started early that morning when the poor girl had accepted a package for her mum, inside the heavy package would of been that very Pony-girl bondage she was wearing now, with a flyer inviting the woman to attend the Farming convention that specialized in animal breeding technology and devices. She was a desired VIP and wanted her to volunteer to test out all the newest pumps, stations, and other things for the betterment of animal breeding like she had the previous year. Inside the invitation she found pictures of what she assumed was her mum, in similar Pony-girl bondage at different stations, staring down different insertions all to show how safe it all was! Afterall.. if a human could survive their machines happily the farmer's precious livestock would certainly be at no risk.
She stared down the rubbery muzzle of that pony-girl bondage, it smelled funny, It caused her nose to wrinkle and almost made her queasy as she began to wonder just what her mum was into. there was barely a hint of human flesh visible on her and that's just what the orders said It would be sleek black rubbery latex that covered her near the head to toe. Her head covered in that equine mask with the muzzle gaped slightly so she could speak, only if she examined it closer she may have caught the 'mount' inside of the muzzle that allowed certain insertions to be locked in place. The bulk of the outfit was thin black latex that shamelessly showed off her more than ample breast with tiny openings around each nipple to allow the fleshy peaks to stand erect. Around her midsection over the latex was a snug-fitting corset that was designed to keep that hourglass figure but also stretches outwards when under a certain circumstance. The tight latex dug in ever so slightly to her plump valentine shaped ass, she didn't notice the small opening around her certainly virgin asshole. She realized her nethers were exposed far too late to do anything about it.
Her hands were covered by fitted Long gloves that came up over her elbows ending in hooven styled gloves complete with shiny nickel forged horseshoes that rendered her hands useless even if she did slip the bondage. Her arms would be able to be locked firm to the corset. The back of the suit would have small metallic loops and rings to be connected to different things. Next had come to those heavy latex boots, inched up over her knee and pulled tight they would be pointed heels that lacked the heel for balance forcing her on her tippy toes which would clack softly against the ground thanks to nickeled horseshoes nailed to the bottom of the latex boots.
At first, the teen was going to toss it out like she did most of her mums non-bill related mail until she saw pictures of her mother from the previous year wearing the same Pony-girl suit she was in now being hooked up to various perverted looking machines as a very serious crowd of livestock owners looked on. The very idea made her heart race, which all lead to her current situation, trembling as she walked in the doors of the Breeding convention finding her heart racing all the more as someone who apparently had seen her mother the previous year(s) approached with a clipboard asking a dozen rapid-fire questions which she had no idea of! After a few moments, the man stopped and stared at her, peering into that muzzle before simply exclaiming. "You're shorter than I remember..." All around her would be like a perverted Candyland. She could see Milking stations for cow and bulls, insemination stations that made butterflies start to flutter in her stomach with just the idea of what they would mean to her and all so publicly.
The Pony-girl Heroine:
The Volunteered Pony-girl:
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