>"It didn't have to be like this, you chose this path." the colossal mare stares down at you, a dark smile plastered across her face
>You lie across the hammock of silk dangling between the mare's legs wondering what almighty being you've enraged to bring this upon your self
>Could it be the Christian god? You did lead a life of hedonism.
>What about Jew-god? You were a good little goy.
>Muhammad? He didn't count.
>Anyways, those thoughts were what distracted you from noticing the rapidly descending marehood
>You look upwards to Gleaming's nethers just in time to see her lips slam into you
>Outside, you hear her mumbling back at you
>"We've got a looong evening ahead of us, little dude." she snickered, giving her rump a shake
>You found yourself caught between a layer of light blue silk, and a rapidly warming horsepussy
>The pressure on you was nominal, but the heat, smell, and moisture made it an unpleasant experience
>Everything around you began to shift, pressing you tightly against the set of vertical lips
>Gleaming was walking somewhere
>Try as you might to force yourself out of this prison, all attempts led you between Gleaming's outer labia
>Any push against the white wall would send your arm into her marehood, you dared not push against her panties
>You settle with the safest course of action being to slip down as low as you could go towards her belly
>Not even a moment into that thought, you were crushed and flipped around as the mare takes a seat
>You didn't really go inside her but rather her marehood had settled around you, a lip on either side of you, your front being held against her moist, velvety insides
>The stifling heat and humidity made breathing a strain, likewise your squirmed to escape the entrapment
>This caused Gleaming Shield to be faced with a problem with one solution
>She grasped your ankles with her ungodly dexterous magic and pulled you inside of her
>You screamed what little you could to summon the help of whoever may be listening, possibly someone with their ear against her cooch could have heard you
>You fought and clawed against the pull, clinging to any handhold you could find within Gleaming's slit
>The grip of her magic resided and you were left surrounded by the muscular mass, it pulsed as you moved in the slightest
>You tried again to pull yourself from this predicament and were squeezed into submission by the walls enveloping you
>You fought as much as you could, flailing wildly and grasping tightly to a singular firm spot among the soft walls
>You found yourself crushed by the vaginal walls and ejected amongst a gush of fluid into her panties again
>You were pulled from Gleaming's crotch swamp and lifted to her face, she stared at you lustfully
>"I.. I think I'll keep you for myself..."
>You stare up at the mare who laid you down on her belly after flopping onto her back
"What do you mean?"
>"Well if you didn't do a good job down there I was just going to give you to one of the mare guards, they could use the relief. But I like you."
>Gleaming Shield hugs you to her chest
>"Count yourself lucky, you're mine now..."