Brazilian Belly Rider
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Brazilian Belly Rider
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Unbelievably, many women have done this over the years. In some places, women into a certain form of bestiality called " belly-riders " would lie suspended from a harness hung from the horses back while they march in a parade, sometimes naked, but always wearing skirts if clothed. (This practice in parades has since been outlawed in those countries since the women kept getting killed .)
The problems with this are many, since it's still your perogative if you want to have sex with horses or not, hey, ain't nobodys buisness if you do, I will not pass judgement on this practice, other than the medical problems I will now mention.
In conclusion, do not have sex with horses unless you are a professional, have the proper training, don't care what other people will think if they find out, and don't mind the possibility of extreme bodily injury and/or death, and breaking the law .
I mean, I've heard of daredevils, but this is ridiculous.
(edit: I first wrote this when I was about 15~ years old. Now that I'm 35 I'd like to say that my position on having sex with horses remains negative. As a young man I stated that I would not judge others for having sex with horses. I lied. If you had sex with a horse between 2000 and 2019 please know that I did, in fact, judge you.)
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Hundreds of revellers took part in the first night of the carnival parade at the Sambadrome in Rio de Janeiro.
RIO de Janeiro's extraordinary carnival samba parades burst into action last night as the "greatest show on Earth" got underway amid a city struggling with violence and poverty.
The two-night extravaganza began in the Sambodromo, where 72,000 spectators sat in sweltering heat, with many thousands more milling around outside selling drinks, putting on costumes or simply soaking up the atmosphere.
Three of the samba schools taking openly critical stands against the political and corruption crisis that has engulfed Latin America's biggest country over the last four years.
Even by Brazil's deteriorating standards, Rio de Janeiro is in particularly deep financial trouble, while crime in many areas is out of control.
Two children were among the dead in shootings last week and a policeman was reported Sunday to have been shot dead in a suburb - the 16th officer killed already this year.
So although 17,000 police have been deployed for the carnival, large parts of Rio, like Rocinha or City of God, are virtual no-go zones for both police and tourists.
Locals in those areas, dubbed favelas, have to survive in the crossfire of drug gangs and the security forces.
To make matters worse for the passionate carnival-going public, Mayor Marcelo Crivella - a bishop in the evangelical mega church founded by his billionaire uncle - has cut subsidies to the annual bash in half.
George Damiao, 38, who was taking part in the Imperio Serrano school's parade, said: "The schools had to use every trick to find sponsors at the last minute and make miracles for the parade to happen."
Unusually for a mayor, Crivella is not even expected to come anywhere near the parades. Although he has not said as much, the snub is widely believed to make clear his distaste for the bared flesh and boozing.
But maybe Crivella is wise to keep away after all.
President Michel Temer, Rio de Janeiro state Governor Luiz Fernando Pezao were also expected to skip the two-day bash at the Sambadrome.
The samba parades used to be a magnet for politicians before a sprawling corruption investigation around state-run oil giant Petrobras began in 2014.
Now officeholders fear being booed and even attacked by critics during the party.
President Temer, whose popularity is in single digits, spent his last carnival as leader with a group of 40 people on a military-guarded beach south of Rio.
the Paraiso do Tuiuti school is depicting him on a float as Dracula.
"I am vampire who is meant to represent the president of the republic," said history teacher Leo Morais, 39, as he sat having makeup applied for his role as the undead version of Temer.
Morais, who already had his face painted white and would later don huge black wings, said carnival was a chance for Brazil's poor to speak out.
"The samba schools have a social role," he said.
"They speak out for ordinary people."
Politics aside, thirteen samba schools from the top division were facing off in a talent contest taken every bit as seriously as the city's great love - football.
Each school gets about an hour to parade through the purpose-built stadium with about 3,000 dancers, singers and drummers dressed in over-the-top costumes.
Last year, the contest ended in a draw between the Mocidade and Portela schools.
Organisers may not be exaggerating when they claim the parades to be the world's greatest show.
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Rachel walked down the dirt path in cool fall air on her way home from school. She wore a pair sneakers, blue jeans, green hoodie and dark blue beanie. Her hair shoulder length long blonde hair, bright green eyes and light skin. The path that lead to her home was quite long, a little over a mile and a half with only wooden fences on each side. She lived on a large horse farm owned by her father, many of the horses breed and raised there were frequently taken to race, used in movie and shows and other ranches. As she walked along she than heard the familiar sound of hooves approach, looking over she saw a pale white horse and bright gold mane trotting along side the fence "Angel!" Running up to the fence and petting the horse along its muzzle "How are you girl? You come to get me on my way home?" The thing neighed and shock its head, Rachel laughed and climbed over on its back and holds on to the mane then ride to the barn and house. Angel was Rachels own horse, she arrived in a trade same time her mother went missing a few years back while herself and father were in town, no sign of her but torn clothing. Rachel and her father were devastated how ever she quickly found a connection and bonded with the new horse, Angel always helped feel better when she was upset. Finally getting back home she see's her father step out of the barn than to his truck and she quickly rode up to the side of it. "Hey dad, where are you going?" Quickly jumping to the ground "Aah Mike said he gonna try to drop off a younger breeding horse late so I need supplies to fix and expand some of the older pens, plus I'll need you to help me with vaccine Shadow, he might be getting sick." "Oh I can take of Shadow dad." "Are sure Rachel he's a stubborn one." Sighs "Dad I'll be graduating next month I can handle it." Laughing he than drove off and Rachel quickly went into the barn seeing Shadow already in the pen along with Angel next to him. Heading to the medicine kit on the table near them, quickly filling the syringe but as she did Angel began to freak. Placing the syringe on the the edge of the table she stepped towards Angel "Don't worry girl its not for you." However as she went to pet her neck Angel jumped scaring Rachel enough to trip back hitting the table "OW!" Looking back she saw the syringe sticking out off her ass and the plunger injected the fluid "Oh fuck you got to be kidding me, I hope its not harmful to humans...." pulling out the syringe and throwing it back on the table "I... need to call dad. Pretty sure my is still... in the kitchen from breakfast." Walking out of the barn and towards her house she wipes away sweat from her face, feeling hotter as she walked. "I think its taking affect... feels like I'm burning up." At the same time her ears started to feel compressed and she starts to shift her hat around but soon pulls it off "Stupid hat doesn't fi..." holding the hat she notices her nails darken to near black "... I don't remember painting my nails... n-never mind." Her cloths begin to feel tighter, a lump in the back of her pants starts to rise. As she enters the house her hands and arms looked much paler, basically white and her breath became heavy "What?" Sweat soaked her cloths and she could feel something tugging at the back of her pants more and more. As she walked into the kitchen she glanced into the mirror and streaked. Staring into the reflection she saw her ghost white skin, more lengthened hair, dark nails, wider body and most of all her long pointed ears "OH MY GOD!" reaching up and grabbing her ears "What's happing to me?!" Suddenly a loud ripping came from behind her, looking back to see a tail covered in long blonde swaying back and forth causing her pants to fall to the floor in bits "What! Nnnn-NnnnNEEEEIGGGHH!!!" quickly covering her mouth she grabbed her phone "No bars!?" Running out the door holding up in the air looking for a signal. As she did it became hard to stand straight and even walk, but as she found a signal she fell to the ground dropping the phone. No longer able to stand she was force on her toes as her feet tore through the shoes, her dark toes quickly form into a single hard hard masses, her lower half looking more like an animal than human. Seeing her nose widen she reaches over and presses the call icon of her dad and once she did her fingers went stiff and brought the up "No *neigh* NO!" Tears in her eyes as she uncontrollably watches her fingers curl together, fusing into hooves swipping at the air. Releasing a loud half scream half neigh "Dad please answer!" Now on all fours only her head remained but soon her began to push out "Heeeelp mmeeee... Daaad *NEIGH*" in her panicing bucks her hooves smash the phone and shredded clothes fly off, soon he arrives home seeing the new horse "Why can't Mike ever put you new ones in the pens, you know you look just like Angel, my daughter will like you." She hopped a bit trying to tell him as he was putting rope around her neck taking to the barn. "Your energetic, good your a perfect match." As he guided her to a pen "A perfect m... what is he talking abo-" her thought ended abruptly once she noticed Shadow "Wait, WAIT STOP! DAD ITS ME RACHEL, YOUR DAUGHTER!" she tried to explain but to no use as Shadow took position. Looking to the next pen she noticed Angel "Angel.... M-Mom is that what happened to yo-- Aah!" *1 year later* Rachel laid in the valley with her new foal, long since given up to communicate with her father and past friends who still visit the farm. Her foal now taking all her attention.
Pulling up to the apartment building the old Volkswagen comes to a rumbling stop. The young woman inside release a sigh of relief and silently thanking whatever higher power that was looking out for her. Moving in her hand across the dashboard with a smile "You see, I told you can make it. Yeah not doing another cross country move any time soon that's for sure." Grabbing the keys and her purple sunglasses quickly jumping out of the van which decided to screech with every motion. Stretching for the first time in what felt like an eternity, letting out a sigh of relief with each audible pop. Looking out over the city and the ocean alike, her lo
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Sarah Hilliard, 27 sighed as she looked out of the window in the lounge. She smoothed out the bottom of her black and red checked dress as she watched the cars and people moved through the little village.
“Wow, it really is something. I just wish that maybe i could start a new life” she smiled as she turned around to see her packing boxes in the hallway. She walked over to one a took out a small wooden phot
From the horses mouth
By the shadow demon
(Woman into horse)
One thing Kate hated more then anything was travelling in the middle of nowhere to these stupid shareholder meetings in the middle of a national park. Turning to her watch it reads back to her to be 6:17 PM.
“Shit I’m going to be late if I don’t hurry” She said as she increases her speed. Kate was a 26 year old accountant, she was very beautiful with her long dark brown hair and very nice body that would easily be a model body.
Kate knew she had to be close, she was far deep in a forest that as well she hasn’t seen another car for about a good hour.
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A horse of a story
By the shadow demon
(Woman into horse)
The character “April” is base on the original TV series “Teenage mutant ninja turtles” for this I hold no copyrights and will remove by request of the rightful owner. Until then enjoy.
April O’Neil Watch from a far as she follows a man that she expected to be illegally genetic mutating unwilling human subjects.
Follow him to an old warehouse, April hid behind the corner, turning to her handheld camera She stood there for a split second knowing that if this is the man that she is looking for, she just got the biggest story ever.
With a deep breath, April m
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This is an okay rough first draft. One thing you need to do is change the cause of the transformation or create a plot point of why the dad has secret transformation serum and why he doesn’t realize his wife and daughter are now horses. If the plot is that he likes turning his wife and daughters into horses then instead of an accident he should creep up on her and inject her.
If her dad isn’t the creep of the story then maybe make shadow the creep that uses ancient equine magic to turn women into his mares. In that scenario you have to extend the ending a bit to show the aftermath of the dad looking for answers to his daughter’s disappearance. Plus I’d have part mentioning the moms disappearance too. Like how it affected the dad and daughter.
both storylines where either the dad or horse causes the transformation can be fun to explore Depending on how you want the reader to feel. The dad being the one to do it makes everything dark and perverse as the reader finds out the dad enjoys watching his wife and daughter being bred to his stallion which may turn out to be his son or a farm hand or something. Or if the stallion is magical then you can make your reader feel sadness at watching the father be tormented by his loss not knowing they are both right there. That he’s unwittingly giving the creature that is causing his sorrow everything he wants. Plus you can make the stallion into a secret mythical creature like a unicorn as the reveal since there is a lot of lore about unicorns tricking man and desiring women as their mates.
I’d flesh this story out in one of those ways and make sure to proof read because you left out words. I do that a lot and probably did it here too. I like the idea of the story. Good luck.
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