Human Pony Story
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A lot of women like to ride men as a horses , above all during the weekends and holidays… Remember that male embryos are bred in breeding farms and implanted in the bellies of cows or mares. Of course men born from mares are raised and treated like horses by women who prefer to ride on them than use real horses because girls feel that man’s backs and shoulders are more comfortable and agile than horses.
An almighty and really rich woman rides her pony boy freely, she has a human horses farm and she rents the boys, to be ridden, to groups of women and girls’ gangs to do nice walks around the forest and to spend a picnic day, above all during the weekend and holidays dates. Therefore she has the duty to tame and to test the human horses properly before deliver to the female customers in order to see if it is agile, fast and strong enough and if its back will be able to support the weight of women without problem.
“Giddy up boy! Giddy up horsey!” She said to the pony boy. “Yes, you are strong enough to resist the weight of those ladies on your back and endure three-hour walks minimum through the forest. Tomorrow I will test your shoulders and your tongue’s skills , remember those women can use you as they think fit. Anyway they will wear a punishment rod but do not be afraid dear pony boy I don’t think they will use them on you, a tough young pony, unless they want to do it for fun, of course. So if they do it just remember to answer with a “Thank you Mrs!” after any single rod hip. Let’s prove it dear horsey, I will whip ten strong lashes right on your back when we get to that tree”.
Your attention please: Would you like to make a donation in order to develop The Universal Gynecocratic Republic? Just press the buttom “Donate”:
Girls and women use (and abuse) human horses to ride them in the shoulders, in the back or to pull horse carts or wheel devices, even female make races just for fun and amusement.
Your attention please: Would you like to become a citizen from The Universal Gynecocratic Republic?
Let's fight for a world totally ruled by women.
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this is a story i wrote for my feind dolton he enjoyed he so i hope you do to
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My Desire to Be A Human Pony: Part 2- My Pony Play Fantasy Another way I express my pony play desire is through sharing my pony play fantasy. Now the handler's gender is not made known because I don't care if the handler is male or female. Readers can choose if the handler is male or female and please realize that is my first attempt writing out my fantasy. Here is my fantasy: "After chatting with a pony play handler online, I agreed to having a session and we would meet a small restaurant where we could meet and chat for a bit. We finally meet and after getting to know each other, the handler instructs me to follow him/her in my car so I can get to the ranch with no hassle. Upon arriving to the ranch I am amazed on how huge and private the ranch is, perfect for a pony play session and I am told that all the workers here are pony play enthusiasts. The handler then shows me around, starting at the house, then shows me the pony training grounds where I will receive my training, and then finally I am lead to the barn where I will be dressed in pony gear and where I will be sleeping for the night. Once in the barn, the handler leads me to a stall where all ponies are dressed and geared up for their training sessions. Inside the stall, there is rack full of pony play gear, ranging from different styles of pony play hoods and head harnesses; there are also bit gags, pony tail harnesses, different types of hoof mitts and others used to transform people into human ponies. Also in the corner there is a small wardrobe with a stool next to it and after viewing all this, I am ordered to strip off all my clothing. Once fully nude, my handler goes into the wardrobe and brings out a rubber catsuit which looks like it's a full suit except no feet and my handler explains that it makes wearing the hoof boots easier and I won't have to worry about my feet blistering up. Next my handler brings out a bottle of lube and beings to lube up my body and shiver at first at the coldness of the lube but begin to relax and then my handler helps me into the rubber suit, first getting my feet and legs through, then sliding the rest of my suit, getting my hands in the glove parts of the suit and finally the rubber hood is pulled over my head and my entire body is covered with the exception of my eyes, mouth and feet. The first stage of my transformation is complete. Now stage two begins with my handler attaching a chest harness made of leather, followed by the pony tail harness, which is secured around my waist and the tail is beautiful, well groomed and in a shiny black. The stool is then brought out and my handler has me sit down; once seated my feet are fitted with special socks design for hoof boots and then my handler slides the hoof boots onto my feet, lacing them up and making sure they are not too tight or too loose. My handler helps me up and helps me balance myself on the hoofs. The hoofs look beautiful and I cannot wait to hear the clip clop sounds they make. Now it was time for another set of hooves, this time for my hands. The handler brings out a pair of hoof mitts which look identical to my hoof boots only these were designed for the hands and they look beautiful. I cannot help but smile with joy, knowing that my transformation is almost complete. Finally, my handler brings out a beautifully made leather pony play hood with a magnificent mane and slowly slides it on my head and secures the laces in back and my transformation is complete. My handler brings out mirror for me to see myself and once I do, I cannot help but let out a loud "NEIGH!" and my handler cannot help but smile with happiness and satisfaction. Next my handler attaches reigns to the mouth part of the hood and leads me outside while guiding me on how walk in my pony boots without losing balance. I am led to the training are for pony players and the first command my handler gives me is to trot so I can get use to the pony boots more and begin to trot around the training grounds, obeying like a good pony. After trotting for a good amount time, my handler gives the next order and that is to prance around the training grounds. I blush under my hood, embarrassed to do this but I obey anyway and not wanting to receive a hard smack on the rump from a riding crop. I begin to prance around making all sorts of pony noises as I go, getting into my pony headspace allowing me to lose my human personality for now and I am thankful that the other people on my handler's ranch are pony play enthusiasts. My handler, still holding on the reigns as I prance around, now commands me to gallop for bit to see if I'm ready for this. I start out fine but then I lose my balance and fall on the grass, and my handler rushes over to see if I am ok. I am checked over and thankfully I have not injured myself and my handler brushes me off and gives me a break to cool off. Then my handler brings out a plastic water bottle with a long straw like tube attaches to the top and slides up through the mouth of my pony hood and I begin drinking through the straw, quenching my thirst. After I am cooled off, my handler leads to me a pony cart and I neigh with joy, wanting to pull my handler in a cart. I am hitched up the cart and my hoof mitts are taken off so I can pull the cart with my hands, then takes my hoof boots off and replaces them with a different kind of hoof boots that were designed for cart pulling ponies and adds a pair of blinders to my pony play hood and I am ready to go. At my handlers command, I begin to pull the cart at a steady pace around the ranch, then my handler relaxes the hold of the reigns and I am allowed to go faster, neighing to my heart's content. After pulling the cart around the ranch for a while, it starts to get dark so my handler takes control and has me go to barn while still pulling the cart. When we arrive, my handler unhitches me and puts back on the hoof boots and mitts I had on before and I am taken into the barn. I am now hungry and my handler takes off my hood and feeds me a grain type of cereal with water so that I do not get dehydrated and opens up my crotch zipper of the suit so I am able to take care of my bathroom needs while staying in the barn. My hood is then put back on and I am led to a much larger stall where I will be sleeping for the night, and it is filled with hay so I can have a comfortable rest. I am now tired and my handler helps me lay down on a pile of hay and before I drift into my slumber, the last words I hear from my handler is "Good pony" and I sleep soundly upon hearing those words.
My Desire to be a Human Pony Part 3: My Ideal Pony Outfit
As part of my desire to be a human pony, I have a specific way of how I want to look as a human pony. First I would wear some sort of bodysuit either made of rubber or spandex, which ever works best for pony play and my whole body would be covered from head to toe (well except maybe the feet) so that I start to look less human like. Then some sort of chest harness would be added probably just for looks, and also a pony tail harness like the one from the fetish pet store http://www.fetish-pets-store.com/en/for-Ponies/Tails-Plugs/Harness-with-Pony-Tail.html but it would just be the har
Being of the jobless variety at the moment I spent a lot of my time perusing the internet for a decent paying job; although at the moment I’d settle for any job.
That is when I saw the advertisement for Clean Sweep Hazardous Material Removal System; frankly I normally wouldn’t even look at a job that dangerous but times being as they were at the moment I would take just about anything to get money for bills.
Clicking on the article I read it fully a couple of times.
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The following is Pet play of a sort. It is GID of a sort.
Heck IF I KNOW where to really place it.
Anyway, it does have an element of domination and submission (later) and it is about someone becoming a horse as well as bondage, So go figure.
But don't complain if you read,. You were warned.
Trojan Horse Suit Part Two:
So Danny waited and it was the last day (New Years Eve that night).
He made sure he was home thinking the package must surely arrive.
He was beginning to think it must be a hoax when he felt a cool breeze. It only lasted an instant and was gone. He walked to the door as he thought he heard something.
He looked through
Sunset View
Halloween nights are always the best especially if you have someone to share it in a nice location.
One of these locations was Blackpool Pier and for 20 year old Charlie Harris it had been one of the romantic sights to see whilst with her boyfriend on their summer vacation but unfortunately that hadn’t gone quite to plan moments before they were due to come on this vacation Charlie had caught her boyfriend with another woman and due to this she ended up on a heart broken getaway vacation but she still walked up the ghostly empty Pier right to the end where a carousel stood closed down for the night, carefully she stepped on
this is part of my journal series, and it is my fantasy.
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hmm a very nice fantasy my good Sir, I really like the way you wrote this as gender neutral. [link]
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