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just discovered a dude that has purely castration, bestiality, and cucking works. they come with entire stories, and ones that were obviously drafted and given much though before they were written, given it's not the run-of-the-mill poorly written porn stories. this is borderline serial killer stuff.
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The winner would impregnate the prize mare and be given the foal a year later. The loser would not get to breed again. Those were the terms of the bet.

And so it was that the two stallions had flown down the track, their hearts pounding as loud as their hooves, neck and neck until the bay stallion broke away in the homestretch and won handily. The blue roan, trailing behind, crossed the finish line with a sinking feeling in his stomach. For the mare was waiting, and she was in season. But she was not for him.

He could smell her sweet fragrance wafting through the air, teased from her sweat glands by the warm summer sun that had kissed her body. The blue was embarrassed by his own heavy stench, obtrusive and indelicate compared to hers. But he smelled an equally strong sweat emanating from the bay stallion, and took comfort in the fact that at least they were equally raunchy from the race.

Both stallions were led to her presence. The bay had already dropped, his stiff penis bobbing back and forth between his legs as he walked, his eyes fixed to the mare's backside. Though she bore a shy smile, she did not avert her eyes from the sight of his lewd approach.

The blue felt his own loins stir, his thick musky member emerging and hardening involuntarily. It had been long since he had serviced anything besides the ground of his stable, which was well-familiar with his semen. The sight unfolding before him had him fantasizing over what might have played out physically, and what was still playing out in his mind. He felt an electric sensation as the mare stole a long glance at his throbbing erection, and he flexed it to be rewarded with a conspiring smile.

He watched as the bay stallion sniffed the mare's backside and curled his lips. He fantasized about the smell, about feeling his body on hers, about feeling his body in hers... and then he felt a prick. It felt like a needle had been poked into the base of his penis. A dull, numbing sensation quickly webbed out from his groin to encircle his body. He felt tired but carefree, and time slowed.

He watched as the bay mounted the mare, his raging erection plunging into her. He fucked her with long, hard thrusts, his balls slapping her rear as he buried his shaft on each thrust. The blue noticed that both horses were watching him as they mated, the mare with curiosity and the stallion with a sadistic grin. They were focusing underneath his belly. What was going on down there? He felt a shadow of a vague concern cross his mind, but only for an instant. He could not get himself to care. Not with this show.

A contract could not have prevented breeding with certainty. Contracts could be breached. Surgery would be a sure bet, but gelding the blue could have meant loss of stamina and drive--not an agreed term of the gamble, and overall an unfair consequence for a racing horse such as himself. A penectomy, on the other hand, would preserve his hormones and keep him in top shape, while ensuring that he would never be able to impregnate a mare. Indeed, it could even be seen as a benefit, as the resulting pent-up sexual energy could be redirected to the track.

As he watched the pair fucking, a lubricated catheter was inserted into his numbed urethra and pushed through to his prostate. Two tight bands were placed apart near the base of his penis, leaving just enough length in the base for urination, while wholly inadequate for any sort of penetration. Using a scalpel, an incision was made on his shaft between the bands, and the blade was drawn around its circumference. With a few clean slices, the penis was nearly severed. As the last few threads of flesh comprising the urethra were sliced away and the catheter exposed, the dismembered member slid off and landed on the ground with a soft but affirmative thud.

The bay stallion finished pumping his seed into the mare and dismounted. He was done breeding her, at least for the moment. With his swinging penis flinging drops of semen and vaginal fluids, he trotted over to the blue and lowered his head in an effort to get the best view between his legs. A grin appeared on his face. The mare followed, and the two horses stopped on opposite sides. The blue could smell the scent of sex on them.

Their muzzles investigated his crotch from two sides, nuzzling at his genitals. The bay stallion first explored the blue's testicles before investigating his severed penis on the ground. Meanwhile, the mare prodded and mouthed his stump to gauge how much erectile tissue was left. It was clear to her that the minute amount was not enough for penetration. The blue had been rendered incapable of reproduction and the bet's terms had been met.

The mare gave his balls a sloppy lick before turning to walk away. Her ravaged vulva winked at him a single time, causing his short stump to stand at rapt attention and a thick drop of pre-cum to ooze through the catheter. The bay stallion snorted in amusement at the sight of this and also turned to go. The blue might remain a formidable opponent on the track, but he had been removed from the competition that really mattered.

The bay observed the muscular contours of the mare's flexing rear as he walked behind her, already thinking of slipping back inside her for a second go-around. But no rush, he thought. After all, she would be completely his for the next several days. The thought made him throb. It had been a most fruitful bet indeed.

i'm not downloading any of his other works because i really don't want to be put on a watchlist, but they're all equally as horrifying. at least most of them are heavily downvoted.
 
hambulocetus said:
just discovered a dude that has purely castration, bestiality, and cucking works. they come with entire stories, and ones that were obviously drafted and given much though before they were written, given it's not the run-of-the-mill poorly written porn stories. this is borderline serial killer stuff.
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The winner would impregnate the prize mare and be given the foal a year later. The loser would not get to breed again. Those were the terms of the bet.

And so it was that the two stallions had flown down the track, their hearts pounding as loud as their hooves, neck and neck until the bay stallion broke away in the homestretch and won handily. The blue roan, trailing behind, crossed the finish line with a sinking feeling in his stomach. For the mare was waiting, and she was in season. But she was not for him.

He could smell her sweet fragrance wafting through the air, teased from her sweat glands by the warm summer sun that had kissed her body. The blue was embarrassed by his own heavy stench, obtrusive and indelicate compared to hers. But he smelled an equally strong sweat emanating from the bay stallion, and took comfort in the fact that at least they were equally raunchy from the race.

Both stallions were led to her presence. The bay had already dropped, his stiff penis bobbing back and forth between his legs as he walked, his eyes fixed to the mare's backside. Though she bore a shy smile, she did not avert her eyes from the sight of his lewd approach.

The blue felt his own loins stir, his thick musky member emerging and hardening involuntarily. It had been long since he had serviced anything besides the ground of his stable, which was well-familiar with his semen. The sight unfolding before him had him fantasizing over what might have played out physically, and what was still playing out in his mind. He felt an electric sensation as the mare stole a long glance at his throbbing erection, and he flexed it to be rewarded with a conspiring smile.

He watched as the bay stallion sniffed the mare's backside and curled his lips. He fantasized about the smell, about feeling his body on hers, about feeling his body in hers... and then he felt a prick. It felt like a needle had been poked into the base of his penis. A dull, numbing sensation quickly webbed out from his groin to encircle his body. He felt tired but carefree, and time slowed.

He watched as the bay mounted the mare, his raging erection plunging into her. He fucked her with long, hard thrusts, his balls slapping her rear as he buried his shaft on each thrust. The blue noticed that both horses were watching him as they mated, the mare with curiosity and the stallion with a sadistic grin. They were focusing underneath his belly. What was going on down there? He felt a shadow of a vague concern cross his mind, but only for an instant. He could not get himself to care. Not with this show.

A contract could not have prevented breeding with certainty. Contracts could be breached. Surgery would be a sure bet, but gelding the blue could have meant loss of stamina and drive--not an agreed term of the gamble, and overall an unfair consequence for a racing horse such as himself. A penectomy, on the other hand, would preserve his hormones and keep him in top shape, while ensuring that he would never be able to impregnate a mare. Indeed, it could even be seen as a benefit, as the resulting pent-up sexual energy could be redirected to the track.

As he watched the pair fucking, a lubricated catheter was inserted into his numbed urethra and pushed through to his prostate. Two tight bands were placed apart near the base of his penis, leaving just enough length in the base for urination, while wholly inadequate for any sort of penetration. Using a scalpel, an incision was made on his shaft between the bands, and the blade was drawn around its circumference. With a few clean slices, the penis was nearly severed. As the last few threads of flesh comprising the urethra were sliced away and the catheter exposed, the dismembered member slid off and landed on the ground with a soft but affirmative thud.

The bay stallion finished pumping his seed into the mare and dismounted. He was done breeding her, at least for the moment. With his swinging penis flinging drops of semen and vaginal fluids, he trotted over to the blue and lowered his head in an effort to get the best view between his legs. A grin appeared on his face. The mare followed, and the two horses stopped on opposite sides. The blue could smell the scent of sex on them.

Their muzzles investigated his crotch from two sides, nuzzling at his genitals. The bay stallion first explored the blue's testicles before investigating his severed penis on the ground. Meanwhile, the mare prodded and mouthed his stump to gauge how much erectile tissue was left. It was clear to her that the minute amount was not enough for penetration. The blue had been rendered incapable of reproduction and the bet's terms had been met.

The mare gave his balls a sloppy lick before turning to walk away. Her ravaged vulva winked at him a single time, causing his short stump to stand at rapt attention and a thick drop of pre-cum to ooze through the catheter. The bay stallion snorted in amusement at the sight of this and also turned to go. The blue might remain a formidable opponent on the track, but he had been removed from the competition that really mattered.

The bay observed the muscular contours of the mare's flexing rear as he walked behind her, already thinking of slipping back inside her for a second go-around. But no rush, he thought. After all, she would be completely his for the next several days. The thought made him throb. It had been a most fruitful bet indeed.

i'm not downloading any of his other works because i really don't want to be put on a watchlist, but they're all equally as horrifying. at least most of them are heavily downvoted.
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Are these horses sentient or not?
 
hambulocetus said:
just discovered a dude that has purely castration, bestiality, and cucking works. they come with entire stories, and ones that were obviously drafted and given much though before they were written, given it's not the run-of-the-mill poorly written porn stories. this is borderline serial killer stuff.
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The winner would impregnate the prize mare and be given the foal a year later. The loser would not get to breed again. Those were the terms of the bet.

And so it was that the two stallions had flown down the track, their hearts pounding as loud as their hooves, neck and neck until the bay stallion broke away in the homestretch and won handily. The blue roan, trailing behind, crossed the finish line with a sinking feeling in his stomach. For the mare was waiting, and she was in season. But she was not for him.

He could smell her sweet fragrance wafting through the air, teased from her sweat glands by the warm summer sun that had kissed her body. The blue was embarrassed by his own heavy stench, obtrusive and indelicate compared to hers. But he smelled an equally strong sweat emanating from the bay stallion, and took comfort in the fact that at least they were equally raunchy from the race.

Both stallions were led to her presence. The bay had already dropped, his stiff penis bobbing back and forth between his legs as he walked, his eyes fixed to the mare's backside. Though she bore a shy smile, she did not avert her eyes from the sight of his lewd approach.

The blue felt his own loins stir, his thick musky member emerging and hardening involuntarily. It had been long since he had serviced anything besides the ground of his stable, which was well-familiar with his semen. The sight unfolding before him had him fantasizing over what might have played out physically, and what was still playing out in his mind. He felt an electric sensation as the mare stole a long glance at his throbbing erection, and he flexed it to be rewarded with a conspiring smile.

He watched as the bay stallion sniffed the mare's backside and curled his lips. He fantasized about the smell, about feeling his body on hers, about feeling his body in hers... and then he felt a prick. It felt like a needle had been poked into the base of his penis. A dull, numbing sensation quickly webbed out from his groin to encircle his body. He felt tired but carefree, and time slowed.

He watched as the bay mounted the mare, his raging erection plunging into her. He fucked her with long, hard thrusts, his balls slapping her rear as he buried his shaft on each thrust. The blue noticed that both horses were watching him as they mated, the mare with curiosity and the stallion with a sadistic grin. They were focusing underneath his belly. What was going on down there? He felt a shadow of a vague concern cross his mind, but only for an instant. He could not get himself to care. Not with this show.

A contract could not have prevented breeding with certainty. Contracts could be breached. Surgery would be a sure bet, but gelding the blue could have meant loss of stamina and drive--not an agreed term of the gamble, and overall an unfair consequence for a racing horse such as himself. A penectomy, on the other hand, would preserve his hormones and keep him in top shape, while ensuring that he would never be able to impregnate a mare. Indeed, it could even be seen as a benefit, as the resulting pent-up sexual energy could be redirected to the track.

As he watched the pair fucking, a lubricated catheter was inserted into his numbed urethra and pushed through to his prostate. Two tight bands were placed apart near the base of his penis, leaving just enough length in the base for urination, while wholly inadequate for any sort of penetration. Using a scalpel, an incision was made on his shaft between the bands, and the blade was drawn around its circumference. With a few clean slices, the penis was nearly severed. As the last few threads of flesh comprising the urethra were sliced away and the catheter exposed, the dismembered member slid off and landed on the ground with a soft but affirmative thud.

The bay stallion finished pumping his seed into the mare and dismounted. He was done breeding her, at least for the moment. With his swinging penis flinging drops of semen and vaginal fluids, he trotted over to the blue and lowered his head in an effort to get the best view between his legs. A grin appeared on his face. The mare followed, and the two horses stopped on opposite sides. The blue could smell the scent of sex on them.

Their muzzles investigated his crotch from two sides, nuzzling at his genitals. The bay stallion first explored the blue's testicles before investigating his severed penis on the ground. Meanwhile, the mare prodded and mouthed his stump to gauge how much erectile tissue was left. It was clear to her that the minute amount was not enough for penetration. The blue had been rendered incapable of reproduction and the bet's terms had been met.

The mare gave his balls a sloppy lick before turning to walk away. Her ravaged vulva winked at him a single time, causing his short stump to stand at rapt attention and a thick drop of pre-cum to ooze through the catheter. The bay stallion snorted in amusement at the sight of this and also turned to go. The blue might remain a formidable opponent on the track, but he had been removed from the competition that really mattered.

The bay observed the muscular contours of the mare's flexing rear as he walked behind her, already thinking of slipping back inside her for a second go-around. But no rush, he thought. After all, she would be completely his for the next several days. The thought made him throb. It had been a most fruitful bet indeed.

i'm not downloading any of his other works because i really don't want to be put on a watchlist, but they're all equally as horrifying. at least most of them are heavily downvoted.
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God damn it man, just the fact that this was written and drawn well is giving me nightmares more than the fact that a fucking horse is being castrated in the picture!
 
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Because I'm pretty sure a furry lady stabbing her vagina with a knife belongs here.
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Since she's saying /34/, that means that this is porn of an established character.

I just can't recognize who.

Francis E. Dec Esc. said:
You'll be happy to know that the artist later repudiated furry porn and joined a cult.

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(yes, that is ponified Joshua Graham skull fucking Salt-Upon-Wounds)
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Finally, another excuse to post this video

 
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