darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
Whinnies and calls echoed throughout the entirety of the ranch. there was no hiding from it, not if you were expected to work. Hell, there was a good chance that you'd literally run into two horses going at it the moment you turned a corner. The stallions were due to make as many colts as possible, and the mares certainly seemed willing to oblige. Given that the Stanton farm was well known for its studs, the action was hot and heavy.
It was Abigail Stanton's first studding since she'd come home from college. She'd gone out to get a degree in business, hoping to help the family business, and wound up with that and a degree in English besides. Her father wasn't exactly thrilled with his daughter's new "open minded" nature, but most of that went away when she provided a strategy that would double farm profits. The open-mindedness was probably a good thing too, since Stanton had taken on several Equines to help. Equines, always capitalized, were part of a recent genetic cross-breeding between animals and humans. They were horse men, in short, all huge, all well muscles, and willing to work twice as hard as a normal man. Plus, in a pinch, they could mate with the mares, making them worth twice as much. sure, there were rumors that Equines would take human girls and turn them into "Fillies," but it was just that.
The beautiful Abby had befriended one of the harder working Equines, a large dark stallion. It hadn't been easy, but she'd shown a willingness to accept him, not to mention being pushy. That she was a beauty probably helped, with the slim girlish figure of a model. Beautiful brown eyes, a stunning smile with lush pink lips, and gorgeous light brown hair: Abby had been the envy of many a girl back in college, and had even won a beauty pageant once back at the ranch. Now though, she wore overalls and one of her father's old flannel shirts, her hair yanked back into a short braid that bounced around her neck.
"You in here?" she called, looking for her friend. "Dad said we have to make sure the mares are all okay. Said that you should do the heavy stuff and I should write everything down. I tried to tell him we usually do it the other way around, but he didn't believe me for some reason."
she rounded a corner, grinning. "ah, there you are. C'mon!"
It was Abigail Stanton's first studding since she'd come home from college. She'd gone out to get a degree in business, hoping to help the family business, and wound up with that and a degree in English besides. Her father wasn't exactly thrilled with his daughter's new "open minded" nature, but most of that went away when she provided a strategy that would double farm profits. The open-mindedness was probably a good thing too, since Stanton had taken on several Equines to help. Equines, always capitalized, were part of a recent genetic cross-breeding between animals and humans. They were horse men, in short, all huge, all well muscles, and willing to work twice as hard as a normal man. Plus, in a pinch, they could mate with the mares, making them worth twice as much. sure, there were rumors that Equines would take human girls and turn them into "Fillies," but it was just that.
The beautiful Abby had befriended one of the harder working Equines, a large dark stallion. It hadn't been easy, but she'd shown a willingness to accept him, not to mention being pushy. That she was a beauty probably helped, with the slim girlish figure of a model. Beautiful brown eyes, a stunning smile with lush pink lips, and gorgeous light brown hair: Abby had been the envy of many a girl back in college, and had even won a beauty pageant once back at the ranch. Now though, she wore overalls and one of her father's old flannel shirts, her hair yanked back into a short braid that bounced around her neck.
"You in here?" she called, looking for her friend. "Dad said we have to make sure the mares are all okay. Said that you should do the heavy stuff and I should write everything down. I tried to tell him we usually do it the other way around, but he didn't believe me for some reason."
she rounded a corner, grinning. "ah, there you are. C'mon!"