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RUBBER MAREHelen looked at the bags she had laid out before her. She could still barely believe she had gone through with it. Trembling in anticipation she reached in and pulled out the largest package.It was a glossy chestnut brown colour, soft and supple against her fingers and surprisingly warm. She could not help herself give a little shiver as she unfolded it and d****d it over a chair. The flattened head of the costume staring back at her with empty eyes.Next she opened the smaller of the two packages and carefully removed the contents. A rubber bridle and halter, a small rubber saddle and a large black butt plug, tipped with long strands of horse hair. She lay them out neatly on the low table and took a deep breath before starting to unbutton her blouse.A few minutes later she was naked, her clothes in a neatly folded pile. She sat on the edge of a chair, one hand absently rubbing at her shaved sex as she studied the costume. Not able to wait any longer she reached out and picked up the brown suit.It was not as heavy as it looked and as she slid her foot in she felt the synthetic material stretch and press against her leg. Carefully she slipped her for into the moulded hoof. It felt a little like an extremely tall high-heeled shoe. For a few moments she was afraid the suit may buckle, but the feet were made of something stronger than just latex and held her foot quite snugly.Once she was sure her first foot was in place, she sat down on the edge of the chair and began working her second leg in, wiggling it in like the first, feeling it slip down into the strange boot. With both feet in place, Helen began to smooth the latex up over her thighs. She found the contact with the glossy rubber increasingly arousing and could not help to give a gasp as she adjusted the suit over her hips, ensuring the two strategically placed holes lined up correctly.She was beginning to wriggle into the main body of the suit when she heard the key slip in the lock.”Hi, I’m home,” sang out Cathy as she entered into the house. “Work gave me the afternoon off so I…”Her voice trailed off as she walked into the living room and spotted her flatmate squirming on the edge of her chair.”Ummm, hi,” ventured Helen, blushing furiously.”Yeah, hi…” said Cathy slowly, walking around the room slowly, her eyes taking everything in. “Interesting outfit that one…”Helen nodded.”Pony girl?” guessed Cathy.Helen nodded again, suddenly aware of how she was sitting with her legs spreadeagled, exposing herself. Giving a little chirp of embarrassment she snapped her knees together.”Oh, don’t mind me…” smiled Cathy. “I was enjoying the view. Perhaps I could provide some assistance?”Helen’s eyes opened in amazement.”You mean you don’t mind?” she half whispered.”Mind?” repeated Cathy. “Why should I mind. In fact, I think you would make a very sexy mare…”As she talked she canlı bahis şirketleri had moved in closer and her voice trailed off into a husky whisper as her hand reached out to stroke slowly down Helen’s covered thigh. Helen could not help but to give a sharp intake of breath as blood rushed through her veins.Cathy gave a seductive grin and stood up slowly.”But if you’ll just pardon me a few moments, I’ll get out of these restrictive work clothes,” Cathy said walking towards her bedroom as she began to unbutton her top.Helen remained on the edge of the chair, hardly daring to breathe. She had known Cathy was a little unconventional, but not like that, then again, in her current state she was not going to argue.Helen’s mind was still racing when Cathy reappeared a few minutes later and the sight of her flatmate almost knocked her u*********s.Cathy was dressed head to toe in a latex outfit, not an ordinary cat suit either. This was exquisite craftsmanship and Helen knew instantly it came from the same place as her pony girl costume.Cathy was, without doubt a doe. Already tall and slender, the suit elevated her, streamlining her lines, making her appear graceful and elegant. The suit was a light tan on the sides, growing a deeper brown towards her back and a pale, almost white, towards her underside. Like her own, it glistened slightly in the light. Her feet were somehow disguised as a pair of cloven hooves, the black rubber pressing into the carpet as she walked towards her.The latex ran up her legs with no wrinkles or visible seams, curling around her hips. Helen caught a glimpse of the small tail which seemed to bob at the end of her spine. Her eyes could not help but notice the suit pressing against Cathy’s sex, the human’s folds just visible. Helen’s eyes continued to move up over the doe’s body, the curve of her breasts as they pushed against the material, until she was looking at Cathy’s head.The head was unmistakably a doe. Large ears somehow held attentively to each side, a small and very cute muzzle, tipped by a black nose. Above her eyes, two small horns seemed to be emerging from her forehead. The white colouring over her underside stopping under her chin and the tan colour covering the rest of her face, with the exception of some darker marks around her eyes.Cathy reached out to run a hand over the back of the half dressed female and Helen was surprised to discover that what she thought were hooves on her hands were in fact very cleverly crafted gloves. They looked like cloven hooves, but were actually three fingered gloves, allowing Cathy some degree of normal movement. Something Helen was beginning to appreciate as she slipped her hands into the hooves on the end of her own arms.Helen noticed Cathy had not said a word since re-entering the room, but she did not mind. Her flatmate silently helped her into canlı kaçak iddaa the pony outfit, sealing up the hidden seam before carefully pulling the horse’s head into position.Helen had been afraid the head would be too large, but much to her surprise, it fitted perfectly. The ears had small tubes which directed sound into her own and there was even a strange tube thing which she found herself slipping into her own mouth. She gagged on it at first, but then it seemed strangely comfortable and familiar a few seconds later.Cathy smiled and stood up, gesturing for Helen to pull herself off the chair. Instinctively Helen tried to stand, lost her balance and fell onto her hands. Immediately the feeling of all fours felt somehow natural and she marvelled at how efficient the gloves and boots must be.As she experimentally took her first few steps, Cathy ran her hoofed fingers over her back and Helen found herself giving a whicker of pleasure which ended abruptly as she realised she was making the noise. Her eyes opened in surprise at just how a****listic it sounded. It was about then that strange feelings began to pass through her and somewhere in the distant back of her mind, warning bells began to sound.She was about to protest when she felt Cathy run her fingers over her rump. The fingers moved in a slow figure eight, first one side, then the other before teasing down each side of her glistening sex and up over her rear opening. She felt something press against it and instinctively she pushed back, giving a squeal as she felt something very slip inside her. She groaned, holding herself still and felt her body adjust, accommodating the intruder. She turned her head and looked back, but already knew that she was now equipped with the plug and tail.Her head swung back to Cathy who was standing before her with a smile across her face. In her hands she was holding the bridle and before Helen had a chance to react, she had it over the pony’s head and held snugly in place. For a few moments the pony fought, tossing her head, but then the mistress began to talk, soft soothing words, reaching out to caress the rubber mare’s head.Slowly the mare relaxed, falling under her mistress’s spell as the bridle seemed to meld with the latex, bind the pony to the doe. Once the mare had stopped moving, the doe began to move, slowly caressing her rubber hooves over the pony’s own latex body. Teasing gently at the ample breasts that lay trapped beneath the surface, then on lower until she teased over her exposed sex.The latex had bonded with the flesh there, capturing the mare in perpetual arousal as the doe explored the folds with her hoofed fingers. The mare gave a whinny, leaning back against the cloven hoof as she spread her legs wider. Deliberately teasing at the slick crevice, the doe slowly worked her fingers inside. The mare groaning canlı kaçak bahis and pushing herself back against the doe who began to move her hand in and out rhythmically. The mare was unable to take any more of it and gave a bestial whinny, thrusting herself back as she climaxed, her juices spurting out over the doe’s hoof before she panted and gave an exhausted gasp.The doe smiled at her new acquisition, tempted to put the saddle on and break her in immediately, but she knew she had time and preferred not to rush, instead she would savour the moment.Slowly she slipped her fingers free of the pony’s still quivering sex and moved herself around to sit before the pony. Stroking the mare’s head with her clean hand she slowly licked her other hoof clean, her long cervine tongue curling between her fingers, the movement keeping the mare rapt with interest.When she had finished, she reached out, stroking the mare’s smooth nose and gently guided the mare’s muzzle between her thighs. At first the mare seemed hesitant, but then she caught the scent of the mare and reached out cautiously with her rubberised tongue.The doe gave a moan of pleasure, spreading her legs wider as the rubber pony’s tongue explored. Her new pet still had to master the strange body, but the mistress was more than happy, groaning encouragement as the mare contacted her sensitive spots. Like the mare, the doe could not take too much of the pleasure and shortly gave a strange strangled chirp, thrusting her hips towards the eager muzzle, her juices gushing against the waiting tongue as she came.The deer continued to groan with each lick from the pony and it was with some reluctance that she had to push the large head away, giving herself enough time to recover. The mare stood patiently on all four hooves, waiting for her mistress. Her eyes glued to the doe’s supple form, her mind not thinking of anything else.Eventually the doe stood, then took the reins and guided the pony into her bedroom. She left the mare standing to one side before she rummaged in a drawer, pulling out a surprisingly large dildo and gestured for her new pet to approach…Helen gave a groan, rolling over slowly in the bed. Her memories of the previous night were hazy. She remembered her suit arriving, Cathy coming home early, then it all got hazy. She opened her eyes, looking across at Cathy who was still sleeping. She smiled at her partner, reaching out to massage an exposed nipple, grinning mischievously as Cathy moaned in her sleep.Reluctantly she pulled herself from the bed and walked naked into the lounge. Both suits were d****d neatly over the back of two chairs, each cleaned and gleaming in the early light. Somewhere in her mind, Helen found that strange as she could not remember taking it off, nor could she remember cleaning it, but the rest of her mind accepted it without a care.Something made her look closer at the suits and she noticed that the forelegs of Cathy’s suit were locked in cloven hooves, while on her own suit, her hooves had spread into fingers. Helen gave a little whicker of anticipation, it looked like she was going to have a deer pet tonight…

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