Chapter 9 - Handjob Me! "Lizbet, You Fucking Bitchhhhh!!!!!!"
"Lizbet, you fucking bitchhhhh!!!!!!"
"Kyaa, kyaak!?"
In an instant, I charged out and planted my front hooves on the rock Lizbet was leaning against, positioning myself right in front of her. Then I yelled at her.
"Lizbet, you fucking bitch! Do you have any idea how fucking hard I've been holding back for over two months, and you're teasing me like this!?!?"
"Kya, kyaak!! S-sorry! I didn't know it'd make you this upset!"
"What!? You didn't know!? You can't see this thing sticking out right now!?!?!?"
"Kyaaaak!!"
Lizbet screamed in terror. But I was too far gone to care, blurting out whatever came to mind in my heated frenzy.
"I've been living in this goddamn horse body for over two months without even jerking off once! And you're fucking messing with me!? It doesn't work!? Does this look like it doesn't work to you!?!?"
I had no clue what I was even saying anymore. Reason screamed that I shouldn't be doing this, but my aroused horse body shoved it aside. The twisted views on women I'd tried to forget from Earth had fully awakened.
"Fuck! Strutting around with those goddamn massive tits, teasing me! You think I don't have a dick or something!? I'm a man, fuck! A stud!"
"N-no, that's not... I mean..."
"Shut your bitch mouth, you female!!!!!!!!"
Thud! I slammed my front hoof down on the rock Lizbet was leaning on. She trembled violently, unable to tear her eyes away from the horse cock thrust right in her face.
"You're gonna take responsibility!!!!!!!!!!"
"R-responsibility...?"
Lizbet shook as the blood drained from her face. She must've figured out what I meant by that.
"Take responsibility!! Do it! Jerk me off, suck it, fuck me—figure something out!!!!"
I pounded the rock she was leaning on—thud thud—and she screamed.
"Kya, kyaak! S-sorry!"
"Don't apologize—do something about it!!!!!!!"
"Kyaak! I-I'll do it! I'll jerk you off, so stop!"
To me, threatening her with my pounding hooves, Lizbet squeezed her eyes shut and screamed it out.
Hand...job...? At those words, I reared up a bit more, bracing my front hooves on the rock, and shoved my horse cock right at her.
"Do it now!"
"Eut... uuht... hng..."
Lizbet stared at the cock in front of her face, her eyes welling up with tears.
A man's genitals. Her only experience seeing one was as a kid, when she'd gone to Als's house to play and caught him changing pants. Around age 11, just before magic school—that tiny, pale, flaccid thing the size of her thumb had been her first and last glimpse. She'd thought that's what a man's dick looked like.
So this monstrous thing shoved right up to her face was a total shock. No way it could be the same as Als's. Thicker and longer than her forearm, a dark reddish-black shaft, sticky precum dripping from the tip, bulging veins amplifying its ferocity, black skin stretched tight over throbbing pulses, balls bigger than her fist, steaming-hot heat wafting off it, and that nose-assaulting, head-spinning stench of beast and stud musk.
It was all too overwhelming for Lizbet—a virgin just turned adult.
Truth be told, this wasn't her first peek at his lower half. The day she met Sema, riding him into town, she'd dismounted and stood behind him as he stretched—and spotted those shocking balls. She'd stared for seconds, then screamed when she realized what they were.
Now a grown woman, Lizbet wasn't uninterested in sex. Far from it—she had no real experience, but every day she drowned in lewd fantasies. Before forming a guild with Als, she'd imagined them as adventurers, questing by day and fucking passionately by night. Countless times.
But after the guild, reality never matched. She wasn't ready, and fresh hero Als drew too much attention—they prioritized adventurer growth over intimacy. His caring nature hadn't changed, but they'd only confessed; not even a proper kiss. So Lizbet masturbated nightly to future fantasies of them.
After spotting those balls, though? Every night, closing her eyes brought not Als, but those massive orbs. And the implied enormous horse cock. Lewd thoughts kept her up, exhaustion etched on her face.
How big is the cock if the balls are that huge...? Could something like that even fit? What's it shaped like? Like a human's...?
The real horse cock shoved in her face surpassed every imagination. The shock glued her eyes to it. Traces of tears gone, her face was pure female in heat.
"…………"
Breathing heavily, she slowly reached out.
Before Sema, she'd never fantasized about men besides Als—guys hitting on her were just annoying losers. Other dicks? Never crossed her mind.
But now, drunk on beast-stud musk, rational thought gone, she didn't even register it wasn't Als's. Lost in a daze, both hands reached for the massive horse cock she couldn't fully wrap around.
It twitched with a pulse at her touch.
"Th-this is... a man's..."
Hot. Muggy heat seeped into her palms. The huge heartbeat synced with hers, pounding harder.
"......Move it, bitch."
Savoring her soft hands on his cock, Sema looked down and commanded. Two months of nofap plus mushroom effects had his horse body beyond reason—only forceful orders spilled out.
Gulp.
Face flushed, staring at the dripping precum, Lizbet swallowed at the command and started stroking slowly.
As her tentative hand moved, milky precum oozed out in globs.
Is... is this his semen...? Already? I thought it only comes at the end when he's feeling good...
"......Grip harder and stroke."
"Ah, uh, o-okay... l-like this?"
"Harder! More! Faster!"
She squeezed pretty hard, but he demanded more. Adding force bit by bit, her wrist ached from the grip, yet the firm, elastic cock just got harder, mocking her.
Stroking slicked her hand in precum; the peeling skin motion turned slippery with squelching sounds.
"Ah... eut... th-this... m-me doing this..."
"Eut... keep going...!"
Born in modest rural Madel Village, hailed as a magic prodigy, grown into the village's top beauty with stunning looks and curves—Lizbet drew endless praise on magic school breaks. She acted oblivious, but the rumors and flirts built her cocky mage confidence.
Deep down, though? Timid country girl, protected by childhood friend from bullies— that fragile core, forgotten, now surfaced before the monstrous cock.
Layered with adult curiosity, exploration, and perversion, it erased her lover from mind, fixating only on the cock.
So... unbelievably thick and hard... Squeezing this hard, does it hurt? Ah, another glob of sticky fluid... N-not semen, right? Cowper's fluid? It comes this much? My hand's soaked already...
Staring at oozing precum, she stroked through the squelch.
After a while, the cock's owner felt an itch in his twitching balls and commanded again.
"...Massage the balls too."
"Eh? Ah?"
Balls. Male gonads. Sex ed said even a brush causes agony—the weak spot. Yet Sema ordered her to knead them. Panicking, Lizbet obeyed.
"L-like... this?"
"Harder! Like how you gripped the cock!"
She'd gripped hard already, now those delicate balls with that force? Worried, she squeezed gradually harder. The cock's throbs quickened, intensified. The heavy weight, firm bounce, scorching heat shocked her more.
Hanging something this heavy... Doesn't it bother him? Thought it was a weak spot, but no reaction even squeezed hard... Sex ed lied... He could take a kick no problem...
"...Now stroke the cock again."
Relishing her soft grip on his balls, Sema ordered her back to the shaft. Eyes stolen by the black monstrous orbs, Lizbet refocused on the dark-red cock thrust close, reaching to stroke.
"Eut, ah... faster...!"
"Ah, uh, okay."
Stroking faster, squelches turned to lewd splurch splurch water sounds. A drop splattered her cheek, but cock-mesmerized Lizbet didn't notice.
Speed building, splurching echoing, tension built in the horse body. Then, matching her strokes, the cock twitched huge...
"Lizbet! Cumming!"
"Wh-what!? Kyaaak!"
From the tip, jelly-thick semen erupted in globs.
"Grut, haa...!"
"Ubuup!? Eut!?"
Without Lizbet there, it'd shoot meters. The massive blasts drenched her face.
The volume screamed non-human. Endless ropes coated her head to toe before slowing; final twitches spat the last drops.
"Huuuuh... haa..."
"U, uuuh......"
Spent, twitching up-down, no more cum—just a dangling drop at the slit. Still hard, the cock asserted dominance.
As the last drop fell, Lizbet instinctively released the cock, cupping her hands to catch it. Staring entranced.
Wh-what volume... This is... this stud's semen...? Books said 5ml per load... Do horse monsters always cum this much...? And this smell...
Sema, unwashed days reeking beast-musk. His cock's emergence dizzied her with stud scent. Now the cum? That amplified a hundredfold.
First whiff of prime-male semen turned her feral bitch. Drenched, enveloped, rational thought fled—blissful haze.
Too intense... Can't breathe... Semen so sticky... Ah... in my mouth too... Weird taste... This smell... m-man's scent...
Her state was wrecked. Pink hair matted shiny with cum, face slathered and sagging, torn white blouse soaked translucent-opaque. Between her prized massive tits, cum pooled and trickled down her belly.
Thigh-high white stockings splattered, cute skirt hiked up—failed to shield panties, now cum-stained. If not, you'd see her awakened bitch-instinct love juices overflowing her panties.
"Mm... uht... umul..."
A tiny bit in her mouth—she couldn't spit, instinct tasting it. Under 1ml, but the sticky, wriggling-tang thrilled her bitch core, making her swallow unconsciously.
Ah... mouth full of semen smell... Even swallowed, sticks in throat... Just a bit, but... Body-drenching scent fogs my mind... Sticky, hot... If... sex with Als, this inside me...
Cupping cum, blending with usual lewd thoughts. Then—Als's image in the fantasy shocked her haze.
Shock: saw another man's cock. Covered in his cum. Taste lingering. No kiss with Als, yet handjobbed another. If Als knew...!?
Thought hit— she passed out. Unaware her light climax soaked panties more with cum and her juices.