(The author wishes to note that the characters in this story are not humans and mature at different rates from humans. For the purposes of the law, all characters are the equivalent of eighteen years of age or older.)
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"And what am I to do with this?" the horny vixen said.
"If I got all that stuck in me, I'd tear and bleed stone dead!
"I like your warmth and passion and your sleek, hard body, pony,
"But there's no way I'm letting you poke me with your baloney!"
"But wait a bit," the horse replied. "I'm very big, it's true.
"That only means I needn't slide it all inside of you.
"Just promise that you'll take as much as fits inside your twat,"
"And I'll show you that I can do what lesser beasts could not!"
He stood behind the vixen's back and lifted up her skirts.
"Now let me know," he told the fox, "the moment that it hurts."
She moved her bushy tail aside. He pressed against her hips.
She cried, "Dear me, I've grown a penis from my nether lips!"
He put her forepaws to her breasts and bade her give them pleasure.
"We'll see how deeply I can plumb within your hidden treasure!"
Between her lips from clit to ass he rubbed his massive dick.
Then, with a grin, high up and in he made the great log stick!
The red tip made her pussy part; he heard the vixen moan.
The broad, hard shaft pushed out her clit; he heard her gasp and groan.
Her belly swelled! She panted as he pressed on to the fore.
"Enough!" cried she. "You'll rupture me if you do any more!"
So, slowly he pulled out of her, then firmly in again,
Until her moans and panting turned from pleasure into pain.
And bit by bit went faster as her groans and writhes got stronger.
And, poke by poke, he made each stroke -- Just A Little Longer!
An hour, then two, he stroked her fur and nipped her neck so stiff.
Two hours, then three, she took his thrusts with cries of, "Yiff! Yiff! Yiff!"
Then, all at once, she grabbed her clit and bore down on his dick!
Her waist she bowed and screamed out loud! He knew he'd done the trick.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, for she was limp and weary.
"Now look and see how much of me can fit in you, my deary."
She looked between her legs at how much sausage he could hide,
And found that all she saw was ball; his shaft was deep inside!
But it was not with pleasure that her features were elated.
"You lie!" she said. "I felt you cum! Your dick's but half-inflated!
"Still, I'm impressed that you can thrust
"When you're as limp as pudding crust!"
"It helps, my pet, that you're so wet and slicky lubricated."
"Then pony, promise me one thing, and swear upon your soul,
"That you will never, ever poke me up the other hole!
"But come and get me anyway whenever you are free.
"I rode a horse before, of course, but now you've ridden me!"
Copyright © 2003 Allan D. Burrows, All Rights Reserved