One day I was locked up in a basement, this old man had kidnapped me and brought me to his farm, I was sitting there while rats grazed against my bare feet. The only thing I was wearing was a large t-shirt. The man came downstairs to bring me my food he stood atop the stair steps with the can of beans in his hands. When suddenly he fell face first down the stairs. I shrieked as I saw the silhouette of something not human in the door way. I looked down at the man and saw the back of his head had the imprint of a hoof. The silhouette started to move and then I realized it was a horse with a head of curly hair and human like eyes. They were so human like it was scary. He trotted down the stairs stepped on the back of the old man making a large .'CRACK' sound, -I think the horse broke his back- and lowered his head towards me huffing in my face. I reached out to touch his long horse face (I knew it was a he because he had a big schlong). He lowered his head more to urge me to drape my arm around him and then helped me up. He guided me up the stairs into the old mans house. I didn't know what it had looked like since I was knocked out when I arrived. It was a regular old farm house with big fields all around it. I looked at the horse and he stared at me intently, "maybe he was human?", I thought to myself. He started to push me to go upstairs and I went. There was a bedroom the horse opened the closet. It was full of clothes, I guess he wanted me to change because all I was wearing was a dirty t-shirt. The horse left the room, I went to go take a shower and change my clothes. When I came downstairs he was sitting in the living room like a dog watching TV, I don't even know how he turned on the TV. "Thanks for helping me I'm gonna head home now", I said to the horse even though it couldn't respond. I headed over to the door but once I touched the door knob I felt a tug on the back of my shirt. The curly haired horse was tugging the back of my shirt with his mouth. "I need to go home", I said and tried to pull away. He neighed in protest. I suddenly realized I couldn't get home in the first place I didn't know where I was, so I sighed and sat down on the couch in the living room and started to watch TV. Then I fell asleep.
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My secret horse love
RomantizmThis is a story about how i was sexually attracted to a horse