"Well…maybe you want to come back to my place?"


Finally. Dean internally breathed a sigh of relief as he heard those words from the horse sitting across from him. He had met Logan online, and when he learned the big, tan, buff equine was local to him, the human had already gotten a little bit trembly and blushy just thinking about meeting up with him! Their little date at this dive bar had gone pretty well so far, but there was next to no shot that Dean was going to suggest that himself, no matter how many beers he ended up putting in him! So, it was quite a relief when Logan brought the idea up to him, and after they both finished their drinks and closed out their tabs, Logan gripped Dean's hand in his much-larger one as the two of them walked out of the bar…


"So, where is it? Are we driving?" Dean asked as he started to make his way over to the parking lot, before Logan gently started to tug him towards the sidewalk instead. "It's actually down the street here, just a few blocks." the big horse replied calmly, holding Dean close to him as the two of them walked through the brisk, yet enjoyable night…mmh. The human's heart was all aflutter as he thought about what Logan had planned for him back at his place…so much so, that he was sort of fading in and out of what Logan was actually talking about, though he did his best to listen up until they got to the front door.


"Make yourself at home! It's not that much, but I think it's pretty cozy." Logan said as he opened up the door and ushered Dean inside, the human's eyes immediately alighting onto the exercise equipment in the living room and the various tank tops draped over the backs of Logan's chairs in the dining room. "Heh…yeah, probably should have cleaned up a little bit more…" the horse immediately said without any prompting from Dean; clearly it was something that he was thinking about on the walk home, but Dean was more than fine with it! It wasn't much like they were going to be in the dining room, anyway…


"So…what did you have in mind?" Dean asked after he walked around for a bit longer, eventually settling in on the big, beige couch that sat in the center of the living room. "Oh, I dunno. Could probably just throw something on the TV, cuddle a bit, see where things go from there…" the horse answered, sitting down next to the human and subtly wrapping his arm up and around the back of Dean's neck. It was pretty dark in this room, so the human hadn't seen or felt the movement, and he jumped a little bit as he felt the smooth skin coming to rest on his shoulders. "Oof! Sorry, did I scare you?"


"...no. This is fine." Dean said, and despite the little bit of quivering in his voice, he meant it. He hadn't felt the touch of another in quite a long time, his heart fluttering even more at the comforting sensation. Logan nickered a little bit as the TV in front of them suddenly flicked to life, the horse just sort of absent-mindedly flipping through shows until he landed on something that was probably good enough for some background noise, at the very least. He pulled Dean in closer with one of his arms while the other commanded the remote, eventually setting the device down on the empty bit of couch to the left as the two of them started watching. A bit of idle conversation and commenting on the show they were watching ensued, Logan gradually getting a little bit more….touchy-feely with his affection. Rubbing his hand along the inside of Dean's thigh, stroking the back of the human's neck, playing with his hair just a tiny bit…Dean could tell what the horse was leading up to at this point, shivering and struggling to keep still with all the excitement that was flowing through his body!


Finally, Logan turned to the human, and the two of them locked eyes. Not for very long though, as soon, both pairs were closed as Logan and Dean leaned in with lips pursed. Black-tipped muzzle soon made contact with red lips, the suction from Logan's end immediately pulling Dean further into the kiss as the human started to wrap his arms around Logan's back…the texture of the horses lips was almost a bit leathery, absolutely not what Dean was expecting, but not off-putting either. Just…different. From anybody else he had ever kissed, that was for sure. Lips were locked for a few sensual moments before Dean felt something starting to press against his lips, something quite a bit wetter and warmer than the rest. Oh gosh, Logan was really going to get his tongue involved with this, wasn't he…


Dean shivered just a bit and held Logan closer as he felt the horse's tongue slide between his lips, Logan being dominant, yet not forceful with his kissing as his tongue started to intertwine with Dean's own…though, obviously, the much larger one was mostly in control here. There was a lingering taste of alcohol on the horse's breath, mingling with the leftover liquor in Dean's own mouth…creating an interesting taste, to say the very least! That muscular organ probed around in Dean's mouth for a few more seconds, a rising *mmmmmMM* starting to come up from the horse's throat until Logan eventually pulled away with a cute little "mwah~". Dean's eyes opened again, locking onto Logan's as the horse started to speak. "Not a bad kisser, Dean. You got to relax a little bit, though…"


That last sentence snapped Dean out of the sort of romantic trance he had been locked in, the human very suddenly and embarrassingly realizing just how tight his arms were wrapped around Logan's chest! "Oh. Sorry…mmh. Just…really enjoying this."


"Well, I'd say that I have something else for you to kiss, if you're into feet…" Logan replied a few seconds later; even he was just a bit hesitant to bring up something so kinky right away with Dean, but eventually, he had to shoot his shot! He watched the human's face for signs of disgust or confusion, but was quickly met with a smile that started to form instead. Perhaps even a little bit of a blush. "Gosh…how'd you know?~"


"Heh. Intuition, I guess. Now, get down there and start smooching those soles, I've had a long day…" 


Dean pulled away to lean over the side of the couch, seeing Logan's toes wiggling around expectedly on the floor in front of him. The human's face reddened once more as he started to get off of the cozy position he had found, rolling over onto the floor in front of the couch and eventually laying down in front of Logan's feet. He could already feel a bit of the heat and musk that was emanating off of those soles, just sort of taking everything in for a little bit…to the point where Logan didn't know if the human knew what to do or not! Which, to be honest, wasn't entirely untrue. It was definitely the first time he had done anything like this! Should he, just go ahead and stick his face in…


Logan ended up making the decision for him. The horse moved one of those feet forward, squishing it against Dean's face and curling those toes over the top of his head to firmly plant his sole against his fast friend's face. "Don't worry, I'll help you out a little bit…" the horse said a few moments later, bringing his other foot to smush along the side of Dean's face. The human was quickly and completely enveloped by the vast, tan expanse of Logan's feet, those toes on the top of his head playing around with his hair just a bit as he took a deep, musk-filled breath. Gods…what an absolutely intoxicating scent! The human quickly started to wonder if the taste would be as good…


After another few moments of hesitation, Dean feeling the excitement building up in his chest, he opened his mouth up just a little bit and let his tongue slide along the inside of his friend's soles. Logan groaned warmly as soon as he felt that contact, clenching his toes tighter around Dean's head, pushing a little bit further to get more slurps along the underside of his feet! "Mmf…gosh, so eager to taste, my little footslut~" Logan said as he bit his lip, his other foot continuing to smother and rub over Dean's head, even down to his neck a little bit…goodness. Did Dean really hear what he just thought he heard? And, if he did…why did it make him feel so goddamn horny? The human could feel his shaft throbbing now as he reached around to stroke along the top of Logan's feet, gently pressing on them to squish his face just that much deeper into musky, well-worn horse feet. Such a lovely, intimate experience, honestly even better than he had thought it would be…


As time went on, and as Dean started to get more and more into Logan's soles, he started to feel something a bit strange. It was like…like they were starting to grow, or something. He started having more and more foot to reach and lick over…or maybe he had just missed it originally? The feet felt so much heavier on top of him, though…he almost wanted to pull away to re-ascertain where he was in space, but Logan's feet were so intoxicating that he couldn't bring himself to do it. Perhaps he was just getting a little dizzy from all that wonderful musk, or something…either way, he wasn't going to let it distract him from enjoying his time down here!


Logan could feel something shifting down by his feet, as well, though he wasn't that concerned with it. "Mmh…come on, don't shy away now~" the equine said as he continued to press his feet forward and down, assuming that Dean had just backed away from his toes…but really, neither of them were correct. Something much stranger was going on, and Logan wouldn't quite understand what it was until he decided to lean forward and look down! Dean wasn't exactly in the position to figure out what was happening himself…


Amazingly, perhaps impossibly, there was some size-shifting magic going on underneath Logan's soles. His musk was so entrancing, so powerful, that it was somehow shrinking Dean down with every breath the human took! He was already a bit shorter than Logan, but with a foot lost and counting, the size difference between the two of them was about to become quite a bit more drastic…and it was going to become a lot harder for Dean to cover all the surface of the horse's huge toes. The human was absolutely infatuated with Logan's feet, of course, but at some point, it was just going to become mathematically impossible. And then, maybe the horse would get curious enough to look down!


For Dean, it was like he was in a trance. He kept rubbing and licking and stroking, but it just seemed like there was more and more foot for him to tend to, like it was an infinite expanse for him to enjoy! He was so wonderfully unaware of the fact that his size was dwindling by the second. Another foot had basically been cut off, and by now, even if he was standing up, he would only reach Logan's waist. And yet, the human continued to lose size. Far too entranced by the alluring musk and texture of his friend's soles to pull away, stop himself from shrinking down all the way to nothing…


Unless Logan did something. The horse was starting to feel less and less down there as the night went on, and it was starting to go beyond confusion and more to concern. "You all right down there? Fall asleep already?..." The horse started to ask as he finally leaned forward, only to see that Dean had completely disappeared…at least, until he moved his foot out of the way! Dean was still there, all right, though he was now much smaller than even one of Logan's feet, coming in at barely 6 inches tall. On top of that, he was still eagerly making out with Logan's sole. At first, the horse wasn't even able to process what he was looking at. Too much to drink at the bar or something? It wasn't something he was used to seeing when he was drunk, though. There was probably something else at play here…


Dean was just as surprised as Logan. Now that he could actually see something, he could experience the feeling of being loomed over by an enormous pair of sweaty, musky feet…and being just barely able to see their owner out of the corner of his eye! "Uhhh…I don't feel good…!!" Dean managed to sputter out, feeling more than a bit dizzied by the sudden shift in perspective he had just experienced. Even more so as he saw Logan leaning forward, the horse reaching out with a hand to wrap his tiny friend up in…!


"Geez, dude, you're like an action figure…" Logan said after snatching his friend up off the ground, gently unfurling his hand to reveal Dean, no more than 4 inches tall at this point, sprawled out in the palm of his hand. As the horse looked down at his shrunken friend, still a bit drunk from their trip to the bar, he started to get…some ideas. Some special ones, to say the very least. And by the end of it all, Dean might be staying the night here; or, perhaps, even longer than that~


Logan put Dean down on the couch beside him, pretty much in the same spot he was sitting earlier, as he reached for his waistband and started to pull off his jeans and soon, his underwear. The human watched as thick layers of fabric slid right off of those titanic thighs, crumpling in a pile beneath him…and then, he saw something rising out from behind them. A thick, huge, pink horse cock, stiffening and twitching up to full arousal in a matter of moments. Oh fuck. That thing would probably already be huge to him at normal size, but now that he was as small as he was? It was massive. Enormous. It casted a shadow over the human by itself. Dean didn't get to ogle it for too long, though, because Logan's hand was coming back down to wrap him up once more.


The horse leaned to his left, resting his body on the arm of the couch before putting his hand up against his bare rump. Those fingers unfolded once more, giving Dean a brief look at the black, flexing pucker hidden underneath his tail. Though, with Logan's shadow being cast over him and the horse's fingers still kind of in the way, the human couldn't really see what was going on…until that hand moved forward, shoving his face right up against that sick, muscular ring of flesh! Dean's head fit perfectly right in the center of the sphincter, Logan moaning just a little bit as he started to pump his shaft while smearing Dean up against and inside his asshole. It already felt so nice, so new, and Logan was nowhere near finished with his little toy yet.


Dean really didn't know what was going on, until he felt that pucker clenching around the top of his head, pulling him up and in further and forcing him to take his first breath of the horse's spicy musk. It was even stronger than it was underneath his feet, with a different tingle to it, a humid heat filling up Dean's body as he inhaled…this was all going a bit too fast for him, to say the very least! "LOGAN! At least let me get my bearings, geez…" Dean yelled, his words echoing unheard deeper into Logan's bowels…though, if the horse were able to hear them, it'd be pretty easy for him to tell that the human's words weren't exactly genuine. He couldn't deny that this was hot as hell, especially with the knowledge that Logan was jerking off to every movement he made right now! Maybe he could even help the horse out a little bit…


Logan's eyes shot open as he felt Dean wiggling around inside of his ass, those movements pressing right up against his sensitive prostate…! "Ohh, you little *tease*~" the horse said aloud as he continued to pump his shaft up and down, using a finger to press Dean up further inside of him and really get that human wiggling in all the right places…! His pucker was already squeezed tight around Dean's waist, the human's chest being swallowed up by simple clenches and twitches from the horse's plump sphincter. It started to throb faster and faster as Logan continued fapping, his heart rate quickening and his shaft dribbling just a little bit as Dean continued to be sucked deeper into his ass…


When Logan finally reached orgasm, it was like a whole other world for Dean. The horse's anus wrenched shut like a vicegrip, SLURPing the rest of the human up inside Logan's bowels as the horse blew fat loads of stallion spunk all over the floor in front of him…! "UNF-fuck!!...keep wiggling…" Logan commanded as he continued to vigorously jerk off, milking his shaft for every last possible drop…! The release lasted a good 20 seconds or so, each pulse of Logan's shaft also squeezing Dean and pulling him further into his friend's colon. Quickly, the human was realizing that it was getting to the point where Logan wouldn't be able to get him out so easily…though, maybe that wasn't a priority for the horse!


"*Phew*. Didn't know I was that pent-up, heh…" the horse commented dryly as he brushed the hair out of his face, looking down at the mess he had created before slowly starting to get up off of the couch. "Hope you don't mind staying the night, Dean…" were Logan's last words as he walked down the hallway towards his room…deep and rumbling around Dean, who was somewhere inside the horse's large intestine at this point! And, well, he didn't NOT mind the situation, but he wished he could have at least gotten a heads up on what Logan had planned so he could call off work tomorrow…