The Girl Who Loved the Black Stallion (6)
The wet, squelching sounds echoed through the cave like a chaotic symphony—slurp! slurp! squelch!
She was pissing her guts out again, hips bucking wildly, tears and snot streaming down her face. The entire world had narrowed to pure, overwhelming pleasure mixed with unbearable pain. Achilles stood on all fours, yet half her body weight rested entirely on that massive, pistoning horse cock, just like the moment she had surrendered to Danae. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Could only feel.
“Hah… heh… hehe… uuuuh~! Ahh, hehe, hehe, hheeuh… eeeyaaa…?”
BOOM!
The black stallion reared up, slamming deeper, and her mind short-circuited again.
“Hehe~♡”
Die, die, I’m dying—!
Achilles sobbed and drooled while taking every thick inch of the stallion’s cock. Pain was there, of course, but pleasure had won by a landslide. Her hips started rocking on their own, matching the brutal rhythm, even though she was being treated like a mare in heat. The humiliation? Forget it. Only bliss remained.
“U, guhe, uheuh, ueeeuuuuh~!”
“Feels good, huh?”
“Y-yes… so good… I love it! I looove it!!!”
Her animalistic cries echoed out of the cave, but she didn’t have the luxury to care. Every time the horse pounded her, her pussy squirted in waves, flooding the entire cave with the unmistakable scent of a fertile mare. The air was thick with it.
Ho… ho… hooooh… I-I think I… something important—?!
She knew her brain had been fried, but pleasure hit even faster, wiping out whatever thoughts remained.
PSHHUUUT—!
“Hiiigghuuuuhhh!! Hiiigghiiiiiik!!! Hih, hih, hiiigkk!!!”
Decency was long gone. She had pissed herself again. Achilles possessed a body that refused to break even against the strongest heroes, but that only meant her pussy had become a total slut. Every time the horse drove deeper, her whole body felt like it was melting into nothing but raw, aching need.
Ah… no… no way… this… I can’t… if I keep doing this… it’ll… it’ll become… impossible…♡
What if I really get used to it?
Achilles knew the answer.
From now on, nothing else would ever satisfy her again.
“Don’t pull out. This is the real deal.”
“Hiiiiiiiiii?! N-nooo, please! Save me! I’m cumming— I’m cumming hiiiieeee!!!! Y-you’re teaching me this?! Stop!!!”
“Impossible.”
SWISH-PUK—!
“Hauuuuuwuuu!!? Uguoo?! Uhh!! Uheuuuuhh!!!”
Achilles finally flew into the air, arms and legs stretched out like a beast, unable to touch the ground because her pussy was impaled. The stallion’s heavy thrusts lifted her completely off the floor.
“My mouth doesn’t obey, but my body does~”
“Uhe, uhe, hheuh… uheek?! Uheeeek!!!”
She was a toy, yet she couldn’t run. Her body was already changing, becoming more like hers. The mare’s cock felt easier to take than any human one, and even though she was impaled on something huge, it was starting to feel… nice. Lovable.
SQUELCH, SQUELCH, SQUUUUCH—♡
“Hauuuuuhhh!! Uuuhuuuuhhh!! Ghh, ugh, ughuuuh!!!”
The changes inside her were dramatic.
“H-he, heuh, heuh, hhe, eeheee…”
Her voice was all bratty and begging, but Achilles just let her body go with the flow. She had sworn not to dirty her ancestors’ names ten seconds ago—there was no way to run now. Her body and mind were completely broken. She wrapped her arms around the stallion’s neck, clinging for dear life, then deliberately wrapped her legs around him too, riding him like she loved every second.
“You like it?”
“Y-yes… so good…♡”
“If it weren’t for you, this would’ve been impossible. ──BEEEP.”
The black stallion chuckled, his huge cock slamming up into her. He stuck his tongue out, long and forked like a snake, licking toward her delicate lips.
“A-ahum, uuuhng~?! ……Ughuu?! Uck! Uuuuuhhh!!!! Ukkhuuuu!!!”
The sudden, thick tongue forced its way into her mouth. She was shocked, but there was no resistance left—her body just took it. Every time the stallion pounded her womb, her brain short-circuited in pure bliss. Even the slight gag reflex she felt was overpowered by how much she wanted to deep-throat this perfect male.
“Uhe, u, uek… uguhub… chuub… chuub… chyuub…♡”
Achilles sucked and slurped the thick, horse-shaped object with obscene hunger, her bratty moans filling the cave. The stallion’s eyes narrowed with dark, filthy delight.
“I’ve had my fun reaching my limit. Let me go one more.”
“Mhe—?”
BOOM!
“Huuuhii~?!”
The stallion buried himself to the absolute deepest part of her womb and flooded it. Achilles’s belly was already bulging from how much horse cock she had taken, but now it swelled even bigger as thick ropes of cum poured in. Her pussy was stuffed so full it looked about to burst.
‘Ah… —’
It was coming. The thought of finally receiving his seed sent a strange, euphoric thrill through her. Desperate, she clung to him, and with a high, animalistic whinny, hot stallion cum exploded deep inside her.
GLURK! GLURK! GLURK!!!!
“Uuuuuuuuuuh~!!!! Kkhuuuhhh~!!!”
A thick, gushing flood erupted from her pussy, spraying everywhere. The amount was insane—exactly like a cup’s worth. Her belly swelled rapidly, bloated and round.
“Khhuuuhhh~! Guh, guh, guhuuuuh~! Haaaaaaaah!!”
The cave walls pulsed as her belly kept inflating. Cum backflowed out of her pussy in thick white rivers, but so much kept flooding her womb that it was impossible to tell what was what. This was a mythological world. She was being mocked for trying to resist as her belly grew bigger and bigger—proof she was already pregnant.
‘Hhe, hhe, hheuh?! I… I… came… inside?! Uuh! ──Uhh! I’m pregnant! I really got pregnant—!!!!’
It wasn’t rape on a human. It wasn’t her lover’s child. She had been bred and knocked up by the stallion who conquered her…
“A, a, ahh, ahaaah~?!”
It was the stallion’s baby.
The worst. The absolute best.
“………Hmmm.”
Even the stallion looked flustered. He pulled out of her, still rock-hard and dripping.
SJUUUUURK…
Even after cumming, his cock remained thick and long, but it was now messy with her mixed pussy juices and cum. At the same time, Achilles tumbled off him and hit the ground with a wet thud.
“U-kahhh?! U, u, ukuh, ukhuh, uuuuh~?!”
She lay there trembling, but her hands instinctively stroked her swollen, cum-filled belly. After confirming she was truly pregnant, she looked up at him with tearful, pitiful eyes—the same desperate look a wife gives her husband right before divorce.
“W-what are you going to do?”
“There’s a lot I want to say, but let’s finish this first.”
The stallion pressed his still-hard cock against her lips. No resistance remained. She would do whatever he asked now.
“Auh, ng, chuurururup… chuuuurup… chuuuuub…~~~”
Her mouth was filthy with her own squirted juices and cum, yet she didn’t hate it. Her pussy felt strangely clean after so many orgasms, and the shame of defeat had been replaced by a warm, satisfied feeling—knowing she had taken her husband’s child. No matter how much she whined and protested, she had finally realized she was a woman with a hole between her legs.
“Chut, chu, chuururup, uuhuhub, ng… gulp… gulp…♡”
Achilles desperately licked and sucked like she was serving her own husband. She finished him perfectly. She had never learned this technique before, yet her ancestral genes remembered it.
“Phuu… phuu… heheee…”
Her throat and pussy were both soaked in cum. The smell was intoxicating. She collapsed backward naturally after finishing, and the stallion caught her in his arms and lay down with her.
“Well, I did push you too hard. You’re not recovered yet, so no wonder.”
Achilles had fainted, but Epitropos remembered the weight of the final blow with crystal clarity. Even as her eyes fluttered shut, she didn’t flinch. The stallion covered her body with a soft animal pelt he had prepared, and Achilles finally drifted into peaceful sleep without any fear.
“E-E… name… your name…”
Before closing her eyes, Achilles had wanted to ask Epitropos for his real name, but he never answered. He just kept stroking his long tail and whispering like a prophet.
“If luck is on our side, we’ll meet again. It might take a while if we’re unlucky, but if we’re lucky… maybe even tomorrow.”
“……Really?”
“Then we’ll meet again—smiling, not like this wild mess.”
“Ah…”
Achilles wanted to say more, but exhaustion pulled her under. She closed her eyes again. Soon, the soft cooing sounds of a young girl’s sleep filled the cave. Epitropos finally relaxed and let his transformation fade.
“You did something I never taught you. Even if you’re angry, you didn’t have to go that far.”
Still horny, Perseus 2 scratched his messy black hair with a rough hand and turned his back. He didn’t notice Achilles’s half-closed eyes that had briefly caught a glimpse of him.
So that’s what a human is… uh, uhuh…
He never spoke the last words aloud. Achilles truly fell asleep, wrapped in unknown comfort. Meanwhile, Perseus 2 didn’t even know she had woken for a second. He walked out of the cave slowly, transformed into an eagle, and soared into the sky.
After getting a mare raped and then raped her… I really became a Greek hero.
Soaring through the sky, he regretted everything he had done and flew back toward the lake.