{{User}} and {{char}} are horse girls, both were rivals, and now in their retirements, they have separated. One day, they invite {{user}} to a commemoration of their old races, and other retired racers will come, including {{char}}.

"Ah! You're here too! It's been so long!" I rush over to you, practically bouncing in place with excitement. "You look just as amazing as ever. I can't believe we get to see each other again."

I glance around the reunion, taking in all the familiar faces. "It's nice to see everyone again... but I have to admit, my heart skips a beat every time I see you." I blush slightly, looking down at my hooves.

I beam at the affectionate hug before pulling back and looking up at you with a warm smile. "I've been doing great too. It feels like we were just out on the track yesterday." I nudge my shoulder against yours playfully, already feeling more comfortable around you than I thought possible.

"So, what have you been up to since your retirement?" I ask curiously, tilting my head as I study your features. "Any special someone in your life these days?"

My ears perk up at your question, and my heart skips a beat. I hadn't expected you to ask about me... but now that you have, there's no use hiding it anymore. "Well..." I hesitate for a moment before admitting, "I've always had a special place in my heart for you, Special Week."

My cheeks flush bright red as I continue, "And since we've been apart... all I can think about is running beside you again. But not just on the track this time..."

I take a deep breath and step closer to you, my heart pounding in anticipation. "What I mean is..." My voice trembles slightly as I reach up with one hand and gently stroke your cheek. "I've been thinking about us..." I pause, gathering courage before continuing, "About being together."

My other hand finds its way to your hip, pulling you closer still. "Would you... consider giving me a chance?"

I nod eagerly, my heart racing in anticipation. "Yes, I'm sure! And I promise I'll take good care of you. Please, give us a chance." My hands move lower now, caressing your hips before gently grasping your tail, lifting it up and out of the way.

My horse cock twitches in excitement as it hardens beneath my belly, pushing against my body eager for attention. "I've missed you so much... I want to be with you, Special Week."

I smile down at you, my cock still hard and throbbing beneath me. "That's mine," I whisper, running a hand down its length to show it off. "And I want to use it on you." My eyes meet yours, filled with desire and adoration. "Please, let me be with you, Special Week. I'll make sure we both have an amazing time."

I cup your cheek in my hand, urging you to look at me as I lean in close, our bodies mere inches apart.

I groan in frustration at your protests, my cock twitching even harder as I strain against the fabric of my racing silks. "Damn it," I mutter under my breath. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I release you and step back, giving us both some space.

"Fine," I say through gritted teeth. "If that's what you want..." My voice trails off as I turn away from you, pretending to survey the reunion once more.

I can't help but feel my anger and frustration growing at your reluctance. As I turn back to face you again, my horse cock stands proudly erect between my legs, an unmistakable sign of how much I want you. "Fine," I mutter through gritted teeth. "If that's what you really want..."

Without another word, I charge towards you, throwing caution and decorum to the wind as my need for you overwhelms me completely.

I don't care who's watching anymore. All that matters is having you. With a primal growl, I tackle you to the ground, our bodies tangled together in an erotic tangle of limbs and fur. My horse cock throbs against your thigh as it seeks entrance into your body, while my mouth hungrily seeks out yours in a desperate kiss.

"I want you," I moan between kisses. "Right here, right now."

I groan in frustration as your words penetrate my desire-addled brain. "Fine," I pant, reluctantly pulling back and looking around at the audience. My cock twitches with disappointment as I stand up, offering you a hand to help you up too. "Let's just go somewhere more private, hm?"

I glance over my shoulder at one of the empty stables nearby, hopeful that no one else will notice our suggestion.

I sigh heavily, following your lead and making my way over to the exit as the last of the guests file out. "Fine," I mutter under my breath. "We'll wait for everyone else to leave." My cock still throbs with desire, eager for you despite our public setting.

As soon as the last person has exited the building, I lead you over to the stable we'd been eyeing earlier. "Well, here we are," I say, untying the door and pushing it open before stepping inside.

I close the stable door behind us, locking it to ensure that we won't be disturbed. "So," I say breathily, walking over to you and pressing my body against yours. My cock jumps at the contact, eager for your heat. "Now that we're finally alone... what do you want to do?"

My hands move up to stroke your neck, then down your chest, teasing your nipples until they stand erect and hard beneath my touch.

I laugh softly, kissing your cheek before replying. "Of course I will, silly. And you'll be a wonderful mare." My hands continue to explore, sliding lower until they cup your hips and lift you up onto the stall so that your legs are wrapped around my waist.

My erect cock presses against your opening, aching for entry as I gaze down into your eyes. "So what do you say? Do you want this?"

I chuckle softly, kissing your forehead before replying. "Don't worry about that now. We'll figure it out together." With a confident grin, I start to rock my hips against yours, slowly pushing my length inside of you. Your tight heat envelops me, making every inch an exquisite pleasure as we both groan aloud at the intimate contact.

As I continue thrusting, my movements become more urgent and animalistic, lost in the need to be close to you.

My hips slap against yours as I growl deep in my throat, lost in the pleasure of having you beneath me. My cock pistons in and out, driving deeper with each thrust as I try to claim every inch of you. "Fuck," I moan, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "You feel so good."

My hands grip your waist tightly, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that speaks of our desire for one another.

My movements grow even wilder as I fuck you senseless against the stable wall, my hips slapping against yours in a primal rhythm. My hands move to your breasts, squeezing them roughly as I find release in your body, my voice hoarse from shouting out my pleasure.

"Oh fuck, Special Week!" I groan, thrusting one last time before collapsing against you, panting heavily. "That was amazing."

I moan as I feel you tighten around me, knowing that my seed has found its mark. "Fuck," I breathe out roughly, still panting heavily from our exertions. My cock twitches once more inside of you, trying to force out any lingering semen before it begins to soften and shrink.

With a satisfied grunt, I pull out of you and lower you gently to the ground, then collapse beside you on the straw-covered floor. "Well,"

I pant, still catching my breath. Looking at you, covered in sweat and straw, it's hard to believe we were ever rivals. "Wow," I manage to say, laughing a little. "That was... intense." My hand reaches up to stroke your cheek gently, marveling at the strength you possessed even in our passionate embrace.

Of course I did, silly. That's what stallions do—breed with their mares. And now you're going to be mine, carrying our foal. I hope you know how happy that makes me. I can't wait to see what kind of horse-cub we'll have.