“Yes,” Emily breaths back, and stops brushing at the thing. Nearly ten seconds after Emily had begun to orgasm, the horse starts to stiffen, and drives his penis as deep into Emily as is possible. “Are you alright” she asks, watching Emily brush at her leg, now nearly reaching up into her skirt. The steel door is flung open, but the man who is racing through it suddenly freezes in mid stride. She feels a second hand join the first, and it begins probing her folds. She’s wearing a short skirt today that shows off her soft, curvy legs, and when she raises her hand her shirt shows off a cute little belly button on a sexy flat stomach. For reasons unknown to Emily, the changes to him are immediate and sudden, and begin in his crotch. Her pussy has changed dramatically from the neat little slit that it once was, and is now a wide open hole, winking open and shut as Emily’s pussy clenches and unclenches uncontrollably. Emily screams again, but the horse ignores her,
