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Limbless Amy – Farm hand pt. 2
(bestiality][rape][drug][breeding][piss][atwt][join dislocation]
Days turned weeks and then blurred together until the route and all but blanked human thought from her brain.
The Farmer would wake her with an injection which keep her need to breed fogging her mind.
Her master, if up, the Colonial would mount her a few times after his morning slop, all the time her body would be racked by climax after climax.
If the beast of a hog was sleeping in she would squirm closer to him until she could user her lips and tongue to encourage the use of her face cunt.
The gag felt off some time in the first week, allow her to plead noisily with sucking and moans.
Even a few week later, when her belly started to grow and her tits swelled until her nipple at the lightest brush, she was breed by the beast multiple times a day.
By then she squeal allowed, no longer ashamed of who might hear a sow in heat.
It was when her water broke that the old farmer moved her to a new pen in the barn.
Amy dredged the day her babies would be born.
Would they be pig, or human or some hideous mix.
The pain from another round contraction only added to her fear, as her body naturally squeezed and pushed until she felt then head pop out.
From her angle she could not see and before she could think looking more contractions.
Covered in sweat and tears, her screams echoed through out the barn.
In the light of a lamp the farmer look over her labors.
By the end of the night she had birthed 3 piglets.
Exhausted she laid on her side, the three babies pushed and fought over her nipples.
“The doc did a might fine job implanting those sow eggs in you, worked like a charm.” The farm seemed pleased.
If she had arms she might had held the babies or pushed them way, as it was she wept softly into the hay.
Over next few days Amy rested in the pen with her piglets.
All seemed like normal health pigs and she couldn’t help but love them as they suckled at her nipples.
This all came to an end as waking one morning she found her babies missing and the farming standing over her, tightening down a set of interlocking straps.
Amy squirmed and turned her head left and right in the strap that squeezed into her flesh, all the while looking for the piglets.
“Don't you worry none” the farmer spoke as he continued his task, “the piglets are well taken care of”.
With that he seemed satisfied with his work and, grabbing a set of the straps, pick the girl up like a suit case.
“I got a new chore of your” he began as he walked “Something I think you will be perfect for”
Amy tried to turn to see where they were going, but almost twisting out of the farmer’s grip, she got a slap across the face.
“Quite your squirming” He stated firmly before lifting a latch to a stall at the other end of the barn she had been in.
Now in a whispered tone the old man continued, “Old Clyde here has been spooking easily of late, I would hate for my best sow to get a hoof to the head.”
Clyde let out a low neigh at the two intruders to his space.
The horse was massive, a Clydesdale, leaving Amy both ponder if the farmer only raised over-sized beast on the farm, and terrified at the thought of why they might be here.
Shushing the horse, the farmer lifted Amy to the top of its broad back.
She couldn’t imagine that he wanted her to ride the beast, but used her stumps to try to keep balanced atop such a height.
Soon the farmer was adding more straps to the many already around Amy, these however wrapped around the belly of Clyde.
As they start to be tightened down it really seemed that Amy would be made to right the horse.
That was until the Farmer pulled on a different set of straps and the limbless girl began to side down the side of the massive body.
Amy let out a whimper of shock causing the already tense horse to shift and snort.
“Easy there… easy… nice and slow” The farmer spoke as if to both of them the same.
A moment later the straps where being tighten again as Amy hugged along the underside of the horse.
Amy could feel its heart pumping and each breath felt like it pulled her tight to the beast.
She was about to speak out to the farmer, to beg to know what is going on, but as she opened her mouth a long and penetrating gag was placed into her mouth and to the back of her throat.
She murmured in protest as she felt and heard yet another strap being put in place.
Ever busy in his work the farmer moved around the joined pair, “As I said, old Clyde here as been upset for a long while, need some stress relief you see.”
Amy could hardly see anything but the frame of the horse, but heard the sound of bucket.
She squealed around the gag as she felt cold wet lube being applied between her thighs.
She started to panic, making the horse stamp in protest.
After some soothing from the farmer, the beast stood still, “Be good or things might get ugly” he whispered to the girl.
“No don’t worry,” the farmer spoke more gently, “I wouldn’t make you use your pussy so soon after giving birth.” he stated as he slide a lubed set of fingers into her ass.
Amy whimpered but was terrified to move.
“Besides, the Doc said he got everything all straightened out” he added as more lube was applied.
Amy couldn’t even begin to guess what that meant, not while a now lubed and a limp horse cock was being pushed against her ass hole.
As much as he tried he couldn’t seem to force the over-sized cock into the whimpering girl and after 2 rounds of soothing the horse the farmer seemed give up.
Amy was relieved, only to hear the farmer speak up as he pulled something from his back pocket. “Guess we will have to try this way”
With that he injected Amy in an ass cheek, moment later she passed out from the drug.
When she woke she found herself outside, on a warm sunny day.
For a moment Amy thought she was on a swing under same shade trees.
The neigh of the huge Clydesdale brought her mind to focus to find herself still strapped to the underside of the horse while it grazed in field.
She started to squirm and panic only to realized its massive limp cock was well in bedded in her ass.
Amy froze in fear as the horse brayed in annoyance of her movements.
She was like a onna hole, bring worn on the horse cock and paraded out in the open.
Just then she feel something deep in her ass, something flowing.
Her belly felt like it was swelling as more of a hot liquid moved inside her.
As it reached her throat Amy realized what was happening.
The horse was taking a piss inside her and second later it flooded out her nose and around the gag in her mouth.
The girl couldn’t help but imaging herself like a freakish piss fountain spraying forth.
It tasted like salt and ammonia and burned her nose.
“Noooo, I don’t want to be a horse’s piss bucket” She cried in her mind and squirmed uncontrollable.
The moment upset the beast, that rose up and stomped down only to make the weight of the girl bounce on its cock.
The horse begin to pace back and forth in more annoyance and Amy could feel how far inside her its cock was.
The more the horse trotted the more panicked Amy became, the more her body clamped down on its cock.
Soon she could feel the throbbing beat of the Clydesdale’s heart, not just in its chest but in a swelling cock.
The shaft grew, and stretched the entries to her ass while the head pushed deeper inside.
Amy’s terror grew as well as she was scared of what the huge cock would do to her insides, sure of it already pressing into the first major bend of her intestines.
Each inch of growth push even more piss out of her as she struggled to get a breath, all the while the horse trotted at a quicker pace, driving her up and down the shaft.
In shock, Amy felt the overly swollen head of the beast cock push into her stomach while her ass griped farther down the base.
The words of the farmer rang out in her mind, “… everything all straightened out…”.
The pure insanity of it make her tear up and go mentally numb, hung from the belly of a beast that raped her ass and mind.
The horse was now at a near gallop, each stride bouncing the limbless girl hard on its cock.
The straps not able to withstand the strain, slipped bit by bit, sliding her ever lower onto the cock of the horse.
Amy’s throat stretched to take in the massive head of the horse cock and the moment it bumped the embedded end of the gag her eyes when wide.
Between the gag and her jaw bones, the horse finally reached a boundary it couldn’t force through.
This only seemed to enrage the beast more as it galloped ever harder, bouncing Amy up and down the full length of its staff.
Amy flailed in her straps, gagging to breath between thrust, she could feel the straps of the gag around her face start to give from the unrelenting strain.
There was a sudden pop as the straps to the gag broke and her jaw dislocated all at once.
Her eyes crossed as, past her nose, the protruding head of the beast cock appeared and disappeared.
Amy cried out in pain, while she was raped from ass to mouth.
She truly was a cock sleeve for anyone to see in the opened field.
The horse rose up on its back legs and whinnied.
Streams of hot cum shot out from her mouth and even her nose as she was made a cum bucket for his pleasure.
Amy, between the pain and lack of a proper breath, passed out while still hanging from its cock.
The horse continued to gallop in circles, coming to climax twice more before the strapped broke completely and she slide off its cock, falling to the ground in a lump.
Her jaw still hung open, swollen joints keeping her from closing it if she had even tried.
She lied there in the hot suns for what felt like hours before the farmer’s dog found her and drained her body back to the yard by the straps around her used form.
The farmer found her in the afternoon, the farm dog trying to make use of her gaping mouth.
“Humm, she still breathing” the man said in a bit of a surprise, “guess I’ll have to get the vet out here.”
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