Though it was in vain, I still struggled as two guards dragged me towards the fence of an unknown animal’s habitat. In my panicked state, I tried to look around to see what habitat it was, but the sight of the sign eluded me. The guards said nothing as they threw me into a grassy enclosure and locked it shut behind them. I yelled and banged on the door, but the guards were gone within minutes. I was alone. At least, I hoped so. I didn’t want to think about being literally thrown to the lions, or whatever other animal was in here.
Even though the reality of my situation was obvious, I still couldn’t believe this was happening. I’d foolishly snuck into the zoo after closing with my best friend Jason on a dare, and we fully expected to get thrown out if we got caught. I knew it was an idiot decision, but I never thought it would end like this. This was insane! I’d gotten separated from Jason at some point, and I hoped he had at least gotten away. Would he alert the police if I didn’t show up to meet him? How much time did I have before I was in danger from anything in the habitat with me?
Absent-mindedly, I rubbed my arm a little from the spot where I’d been stuck with a needle. When I’d first gotten caught, those two guards had held me down and injected something into my arm before throwing me into the habitat. I figured it was something to knock me out, though it didn’t seem to take effect. My arm still hurt a little, and even rubbing it didn’t seem to alleviate the sensation. I never did like needles, and this was by far the most painful one I’d ever gotten. The skin was rather overheated, and I was concerned that I’d had a bad reaction or was even sick.
Slowly, I stood up, wiping the grass off my pants as I surveyed my surroundings. I was in a grassy habitat with a wide fence, like what I’d seen with many of the grazing animals. It was way too high to jump and had no handholds to climb it, to my dismay. I couldn’t recall walking by it when Jason and I had explored the zoo during visiting hours. There had been so many habitats that we’d never see them all without becoming exhausted, to be fair. This one was in a vast field with only a few trees around, and even in the low light from the lamps, I was almost certain I was alone in here. A small blessing, at least.
I swore aloud a few times, not bothering to keep it quiet. Mostly I was simply left to lament my fate. What the fuck had we been thinking, coming here after dark? It was so fucking stupid! If we had just gone home and had a few drinks or gamed, then this wouldn’t be happening! But here I was, stuck in a cage and not knowing why. If they intended to turn me over to the police for trespassing, why would they put me here?
Strangely, I felt my body warming up just then, my muscles aching like I was severely reacting to the injection. I shuddered a few times, trying to rub myself down in an attempt to alleviate the sensations. Yet something warm and rough met my touch. That’s when I noticed my muscles starting to swell as though stiffening/ Stranger still, the aches were starting to center in my jaw. Was I getting sick?
Struggling, I leaned over as the pain in my face started to intensify. Oh fuck, was I dying? Had I been poisoned? A groan escaped my lips as my entire face started expanding before my very eyes. It should have been impossible, though a series of cracks in my jaw seemed to indicate I was not imagining it. It was hard to focus on it with my entire body getting warm and starting to tingle. Soon, I could see the fringes of my nose in front of my face, and I gasped, the words coming out strange and guttural. What the hell was happening to me?!
An ache in my ears made me raise my hands in time to feel them stretching longer, their tips more pointy. Soon, they were almost all the way to the top of my head, and to my shock, they seemed to twitch at my touch. Still, I could not pull my hands away. The flesh was becoming soft, almost like velvet. It almost reminded me of… fur?
All the while, the aching continued to burn through my entire body, and I trembled with discomfort. My chest, in particular, was extremely overheated as it expanded against my sweat-soaked shirt. I couldn’t help but notice how tight it was getting from the force of my bulging chest. I reached down as my shirt started riding up, exposing a stomach that was both getting darker and lighter in a stripe-like pattern. Gurgling, my stomach continued growing more and more bulbous while it became exposed, as though I’d eaten a large meal. I was already overweight, but soon the size of it went beyond that, disproportionate to my body. Damn, I was getting fat!
Suddenly, I pitched forward as my ankles began to stretch, leaving my now top-heavy body unbalanced. Careful of my changed stature, I leaned down, trying to see what was happening. It seemed as though my ankles were elongating, heels stretching out of the back of my shoes. It seemed they were growing from the front as well, feet starting to get tight in my shoes. I was forced onto my tiptoes, giving me an almost digitigrade stance. And the pressure only continued to grow the more the changes overtook me.
All the while, I wracked my brain with horror at what was going on. What had I been injected with? Some kind of disease? But what ailment could be causing changes like this? Maybe I was hallucinating, but the pain from the sensations flowing made it seem all too real. There was no logical explanation I could come up with no matter how much I tried.
To my chagrin, the changes continued relentlessly as my pants started to get tight from the expansion of my legs. My calves, my thighs, and my hips were all pressing painfully against the confines of my jeans to the point I was sure they would burst if I got any larger. Stranger still, I could feel something itching across my skin that caused discomfort under the fabric. In vain, I tried to pull off my pants to alleviate the pressure, but they were simply too tight. Moving my fingers to remove my belt, they seemed oddly stiff for some reason I couldn’t place. I tried to flex them to eliminate the bizarre numbness, but the digits didn’t seem to work properly. Looking down, they seemed a little smaller than before, unable to flex as they once did. All except the middle finger, which was swelling almost uncomfortably to the point it was beginning to take over my hand.
I was distracted from the onslaught of changes by a bizarre swelling, this time in my groin. It was as though my cock was getting hard, the other situation that could explain it was the changes themselves. Why the hell was my cock getting stiff now? I should have been terrified. Sex should have been the furthest thing from my mind! Yet the more I changed, the harder my cock seemed to get. Though it was painful in my increasingly-tightening pants, part of me was thrilled by the erotic sensations emanating from my dick. What the hell was wrong with this picture? Not only was I getting hard, but it seemed my cock was larger than it had ever been, slowly encroaching on inhuman proportions. There was no way that my human member could be causing so much pressure in my tearing jeans. And yet…
Just then, I heard a noise, like a crackling over a speaker. I looked around, trying to find the source of the noise, but there was nothing evident. Still, a voice that began speaking was loud enough to echo over the field where I was being held.
“Well, well, looks like we have another eager animal for our exhibits! Luckily we found you foolishly prowling around here at night! You’ll have to be punished for that! And as a bonus, we get to fill our new exhibit in the process! Usually, I have to find my subjects among people that won’t be missed. And I have it under good authority that you didn’t tell anyone where you were going tonight. You’re going to live out the rest of your days as a smelly beast, and no one else will be the wiser!”
The man’s words startled me. I wanted to yell at him, but the sensation of my cock and balls swelling larger in my pants was powerfully distracting. In pain, I grunted as the button flew off, and my zipper started to tear down from the top. All the while, the growth from my distended belly was making my shirt impossibly tight, and my still-extending ears could pick up the sounds of it tearing. With a resounding rip, the front of my shirt burst open, exposing my swelling chest. To my horror, I was greeted by a forest of black and white hair the likes of which should not have existed on my form. Tracing my still-stiff fingers over the stripped hair, I was greeted by a warm, bizarre texture. Was it… fur? Like an animal might have?
There was little time to think about it with the changes still playing over my entire body, nearly impossible to keep track of them all. Jaw aching all the while, I gasped in shock as I realized I could see my thick brown nose in front of my face now. The nostrils were clearly larger, growing all the while as they seemed to merge with the skin of my lips. Suddenly, my flared nostrils drank in a decidedly-rank scent that almost made me gag. It was sweaty and gross, but it had the undertones of something that I could only recognize as fear or anxiety. It wasn’t enough that I was changing, but I was starting to stink like an animal from my own sweat!
Next, my attention was drawn back to my ears, the muscles moving under them as they reached the top of my head. I could flick them and move them around under my own power, which scared me to the core. And much to my confusion, the errand sounds of the zoo started drifting into my ears. I could hear whinnies, growls, bellows, and a myriad of other frightening sounds whose sources I had no immediate identity for. Were those the calls of animals that were once human like me? I was afraid to ask.
There were too many changes to focus on something for long, my face now itching as more and more fur continued to spread. I rubbed the coarse fur with stiffening fingers, wishing I had a mirror to observe my thick beard. The prickling flowed across my prognathous jaw as it crawled up toward my head. Trailing my fingers over the former bare skin reported that the coarse fur was indeed spreading to merge with my thinning hair, getting longer straight up and diminishing along the sides. A bizarre ticking ran down my neck as though the bristling hairs were spreading down the length.
The most terrifying thing, perhaps, was that I still couldn’t tell what I was becoming. Truthfully, I didn’t want to be any animal, but the thought of not knowing which one I was becoming was far worse. I had no frame of reference for my future, no way of knowing what fate this zookeeper had in store for me. I would have shed a tear, but I wasn’t sure my expanding eyes could cry.
Taken from the depressing thoughts, a groan escaped my lips from the pain of the changes as I looked in anger for the source of the voice. “What the fuck! What’s happening to… AARRRRRGGG… meiiiggghhh!” I yelled as my skin itched, and my muscles burned. “Why arrre you doing this to… ARRRRGGGG!” My voice trailed off from something pressed painfully against the back of my pants. I wanted to put my hands over it from the embarrassment, but the pain of change was too much for me.
Still, I could clearly see black and white striped fur spreading on my arms as the coat of animal fur inevitably covered me. It was crawling all over my arms and chest, and I could see more over my chubby belly as my shirt was pulled up higher. The pattern looked almost familiar, and I shuddered, trying to remember where I had seen it from. Not on a zoo animal I’d seen today, but certainly, one with which I was familiar…
I groaned again as more itchy black fur sprouted from my expanding lips and nose, shorter there though no less annoying. My lips themselves seemed numb, almost rubbery as the muscles around them became slightly more pliable. The back of my thickening neck seemed to bristle with what felt like I was able to perceive as the growth of a pseudo-mohawk. Every time my ears twitched, they brushed against it, and I hated it. I didn’t want to be changing at all, but this was too much besides!
Just then, the ache in my shoes grew to its climax as my feet burst through, too large for them to contain. To my horror, I could see how much longer the middle digits were as my ankles continued to stretch. Their toenails darkened and thickened as they started swelling to the width of my foot. Within moments I had a thick, rounded nail where my middle toes had been. My other digits were slowly sinking into my ankle until they were entirely gone. With that, I pitched forward, feeling unsteady on my new hooves as my body continued to put on weight.
Another crackle from the loudspeaker drew my attention. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re becoming a new exhibit for the Toronto Zoo! You’ll live here now as a simple animal on display for all the good people that pay to see my exhibits!” the voice said with a smirk, obviously enjoying my humiliation.
“Now don’t be scared! Everyone who has joined my zoo hasn’t complained about it. In fact, pretty soon you won’t even want to be human again! You’ll just want to run and eat and breed like a horny beast! The change always seems to accelerate sex drive, and I can see it is already making you hard!?
Ignoring him, I continued to stare down as the striped fur spread over me, covering the still swelling muscles and fat under my flesh. In my fear and shock, I hadn’t realized what my form was starting to resemble until now. I almost looked like… a zebra?
Terror reaching its zenith, I cried out at the speaker, but I could hear how deep and distorted my voice was now. “I’m sorrEEEEIIIIII I broke in! Change mEIGH back pleEEEEEIIIase!” I cried, regretting the equine tones that were pouring out of my mouth. I even sounded like a zebra!
“Oh, it’s too late now! There’s no going back once the serum is injected! The changes won’t stop, and when you cum like the dumb horny animal you are, it’s gonna be permanent! You’ll be just a new zebra in this zoo! That’s what you get for trespassing! You wanted to see the animals for free, now you’ll live here and get to see them forever!”
To my horror and disgust, my undies tightened further as my hardening cock grew well beyond human proportions. My member was getting so big that my briefs were even starting to tear, and as I looked down, I could see how far the stain from my cock head had traveled. The flared tip was pressing insistently against the fabric of my jeans as it burst out of view, the size of it too much to be confined. The cock tip was flattened with a small crown, and the color was red with mottled spots of black. Was this what the head of a zebra’s dick looked like?
The changes continued their relentless march over my form, the black and white fur continued to spread over my arms, chest, and legs, itchy as hell. My jaw ached as my new muzzle grew longer, my brown nose clearly visible in front of my face. I groaned as I felt my spine lengthening, what I knew to be a new tail pushing through the back of my pants. I realized with a sick start that I could move it as it pushed out the back of my slowly tearing jeans. It was happening so fast, and there was nothing I could do to stop it!
A rank stench entered my nose just then, one that almost made me retch. I realized that the scent was wafting off my sweaty, scared body. I was starting to smell more and more like an animal! The more my clothes tore off from my frame, the more rank the stench wafted into my brown nose became. It was pungent and musky, and it terrified me to think I would smell like this for the rest of my life if the changes were completed.
Tears were falling down my face as the reality of the changes set in. I yelled into the void, to the faceless voice. I didn’t want to be an animal! I didn’t want to be a fucking zebra! Why would they do this to me, to any human?!
“I don’t even know why you’re complaining… judging by how hard that cock is throbbing, you love turning into a dumb, smelly zebra!” laughed the omnipresent voice all around me.
At those words, I blushed and moaned as I felt my cock getting harder and longer from both the changes and my arousal toward them. By now, it was as thick as a beer can and bobbing up and down in front of my swelling body. I tried my best to force it down, but it just wouldn’t budge. Why was this change getting me so damn horny?!
Disgustingly, my body continued to sweat more and more as the striped fur spread over my frame. The rank stench of my hide filled my flared nose to the point it was overpowering. I wanted to cough, but only an equine whinny echoed escaped my rubbery lips. I had never been around horses or zebras before, and the strong scent of body odor was almost overwhelming. I shuddered at the thought that if the changes didn’t stop, then it would be part of me forever!
By this point, my outer toes were almost entirely gone now as my former human feet became hooves. It was getting harder to stand erect, but I was able to balance a little as I grasped at the air. As I did so, I realized that my fingers were starting to feel restricted, in much the way my toes had gone. With a deep sense of trepidation, I stared down, noticing just now that my altered, brown eyes had somewhat limited vision. Yet, I could still see that my middle fingers were thicker as my outer fingers and thumb were beginning to shrink away. It seemed as though they were able to go the same way as my feet had, becoming useless zebra hooves!
“Looks like your hands are gonna be gone soon! Just two more hooves like the smelly zebra you are!” jeered the taunting voice. “You won’t even be able to touch that massive throbbing cock you’re growing soon, you dumb horny beast! You can’t even keep your cock down in front of a human! You just need to rut and breed like an animal, don’t you?”
I wanted to protest, but it took every bit of concentration I had to stand on two legs. It was getting harder with my pant spitting all over as my thighs and ass swelled into equine proportions. My fat ass was so massive, and I could feel the clenching pucker of my asshole exposed to the air even as my twitching tail brushed over it, making me shiver. With every breath from my deepening lungs, my shirt tore away while my chest barreled out with muscle and fat. My clothes were forfeit, and I would be left naked and embarrassingly erect for this madman’s entertainment!
“No, I don’t want to beEEEEEIIIIIGGGHHHH! *SNORT* *WHICKER*” I tried to yell as my muzzle grew longer and my voice became more equine. Yet, there was nothing I could do to retain my voice as the changes robbed more and more of my humanity.
By now, my cock had burst from my undies, bobbing up and down in front of me. My shaft continued darkening to mottled black and red as my orange-sized balls swelled larger and larger. The cock tip flared out, spurting copious pre as a ring of flesh grew around the middle. It wasn’t human anymore! Yet, the smell of my sweaty zebra cock filled my nose and made me even more erect. I couldn’t touch myself with hoof hands,
Yet, even as I struggled to resist, another scent entered my nose. It was one just as rank and musky and horny as my own. Part of my changed psyche recognized it as belonging to another zebra, but there was just enough humanity there for me to realize that it was still somewhat human, like mine.
In horror, I watched as an almost fully changed zebra walked towards me on all four hooves, perfectly able to balance with his massive swaying hips. There was very little humanity in his face, save for wide, frightened eyes. It was clear that he was male like me. There was no mistaking the massive swaying equine cock underneath him.
“G- GaEEEEEIIIIIIIIbe! TheEEEEIIIIIIGGGGHHH got you too? Fuck… I don’t wanna beEEEEIIIIGGGHHH a zeEEEEEEIIIIGGGHHH… nnn- NEEEEEIIIIGGGHHHHH!!” came a frighteningly familiar voice.
“No… J-Jasssssoon! Nooo… WeEEEIIII is this happenEEEEEIIIIIIGGGHHH!?” I whinnied as more of that musky scent entered my nose. It was almost impossible to distinguish his voice in that zebra, but there was no denying it was him. He kept approaching me, and I at first thought he was coming toward me to seek comfort. Yet, with his own erection, it seemed he had other inclinations…
To my disgust, the smell of Jason’s sweaty, rank flesh and leaking cock made my own throb harder and spurt pre. To my horror, I felt the tingles and prickles of my own change accelerating, but there was nothing I could do to escape its hold over me. My middle fingers swelled as my other digits shrank away, leaving me with front hooves as I tried desperately to push him away. I didn’t have hands anymore!
The voice came over the speaker again in that mocking tone. “Ah, would you look at that! That’s perfect! You’re not just a horny beast, but you’re interested in another male, too! I saw how hard your cock throbbed at the scent and sight of your zebra buddy here! It looks like you’ll be able to breed right away! I don’t need you to mate with a female to make more zebras when I can just transform others as I did you two. I just needed to give you both something to fuck to keep you complacent. You two fucking each other is perfect!”
I stood there in stunned silence at the implication of his words. Yet, no matter what I did, my cock would simply not soften. I needed to get off, desperately, and without hands, there was only one way I could see it happening. I would need to fuck this changing man, cementing both of our fates…
“Why don’t you take your buddy here as your mate? It looks like you’re just a big horny animal! You might as well breed his tail hole with that massive zebra cock of yours!” came the ever-present voice.
I couldn’t deny how horny Jason’s equine scent was making me. I didn’t want to breed my best friend! Another male, a guy! Yet my cock was so hard… I needed to fuck so desperately…
My shoulders rotated forward as Jason whinnied and shook his head, finishing his changes as his cock throbbed with need. My changes weren’t much further behind his, I realized with some sense of terror. I could feel my anus pucker out as it darkened to black and moved under my tufted tail. My muzzle finished growing to full length, or at least as long as Jason’s, from what I could tell. My skin stopped itching as the black and white fur covered every inch of my new zebra hide. The tingling of change seemed to cease over me, and with my altered eyes and vision, it was obvious I was now a zebra, little more than a smelly zoo animal.
Jason walked over to me, panting. I saw him shake his head as though trying to resist my scent. Yet if it smelled as good to him as his did to mine… Jason paused to look down at my body, watching me finish the change into a zebra as he whinnied his need. It was obvious he needed to cum as badly as I did. In response, I could feel my own cock throbbing as I flailed my hooves. With a startled whinny, I finally fell with a thump as my body took the same stance as my buddy. My massive equine dong waved helplessly back and forth underneath me. I couldn’t touch myself like this! I needed something to rut in and breed… something like a tail hole… a male tail hole like the zebra before me…
“Look how horny you two make each other! You can’t keep your cocks down at all! You’re both rock-hard! Why don’t you mount your friend there… or should I say your boyfriend!? You know you want to breed him, you big stinky beast! I bet you like his male scent too, what with how horny you are! Go ahead and breed like the dumb, smelly animal you are! Seal your fate and breed yourself into a zebra for my zoo!”
At his harsh words, I whinnied and snorted, but I couldn’t get the musky male scent out of my nose. I wanted it so bad as my cock leaked on the ground. Part of me still wanted to resist. I couldn’t be a zebra… but my cock was painfully erect… I needed it emptied… I couldn’t fuck my best friend… a guy… there was no way he wanted to either… I had to fight… despite how strong the urges were. Yet, my human thoughts were leaking out of my head like the pre from my cock.
Stunted, I blinked my brown eyes a few times to readjust to my wide, but less detailed, field of vision. As I did, I saw Jason looking down at me, shaking his head, as though trying to resist his urges. I couldn’t call out to him as I felt my own thoughts dulling. I just wanted to breed… to empty my balls in his tail hole. I wanted to mount my mate and breed like a horny beast. I would take my smaller zebra, which was my right as the dominant male. No! It was so much harder to think, almost impossible to resist the animalistic instincts. I couldn’t cum… Couldn’t be a zebra forever…
I was shocked out of my thoughts as Jason lowered his muzzle, seemingly unable to resist as he licked my balls with a thick wet tongue. I whinnied as pleasure shot through my body, my rod more sensitive than anything I had felt before. Hearing the sounds of my enjoyment, Jason started to lick away at my huge, black balls, taking one in his muzzle and teasing it a little before licking up my shaft and engulfing the tip with his rubbery lips. He slid his lips further down my shaft and wrapped his thick tongue around my cock, sucking gently as he drank down my pre.
I knew I needed to resist the urge to breed, but with Jason sucking at my equine cock, it was so much harder. I’d never gotten head like this in my entire life, and it was amazing. I could certainly cum like this, but I wanted more. I wanted to rear up on my hind legs and fuck his asshole with my taut equine cock. I needed to bite down and claim him as my own. I wanted to so badly that I could hardly think of anything else!
A scent entered my nose just then, one I recognized as human. Out of the corner of my eye, I became aware that someone was watching me from the gate. Was it the source of the voice from before? I couldn’t focus too much on it, far too enraptured by the scent of my soon-to-be mate before me.
“That’s it, you big horny zebra! You like having your male mate suck your cock, don’t you? God, you two reek… you’re sweating so much I can smell you from here! And you’re gonna smell even worse when you dump and piss yourselves in your enclosure like dumb animals! But you like smelling like a big sweaty beast, don’t you? You wanna breed your mate… you know you can’t resist… be a big dumb horny zebra and breed that male mate of yours!”
Unable to comprehend his words, I simply whinnied and stamped my hooves as I felt my cock being sucked. I no longer cared about the jeering voice mocking me. My eyes glazed over as my thick zebra cock leaked all over my mate’s muzzle… it was so good… yet I needed more…
Without thinking about it, I pulled away, my thick cock falling out of Jason’s muzzle. He looked up with a questioning expression on his equine features. I wasn’t to disappoint him. He moaned his equine excitement as I reached up with my rubbery lips and teased under his tail. My pliable lips played over his balls till, at last, they reached his sweaty donut-shaped pucker. Immediately he raised his tail, and exposed his asshole, just waiting for me to give the signal that I was ready. With some insistence, he stomped his hind hooves as though wanting me to fill his ass even as I slowly played my lips over his sweaty backside, tasting his flesh as much as I dared before the bestial need to rut overtook me.
“That’s it! Take that tail hole and breed like a dumb beast. You don’t even care that you’re being watched! This will be your life now, breeding like horny beasts all day! Everyone who attends my zoo will know you’re just a couple horny zebras!” called the man, but I was too enthralled to stop now.
Soon, the bestial desires took over, and I reared up, placing my massive hooves on his sides. I thrust forward, spearing for his hole as though my life depended on it. At the moment, nothing else mattered. Not my humanity, not my sexuality, not my future. Jason whinnied and stamped his hoof with urgency, desperate to feel my cock inside him as I pressed my pucker back against his hole. I tried my best to find his taut, moistened pucker, but it was difficult. My cock kept careening off his sweaty rump and leaking over his backside. He whinnied his frustrations, but it was taking all I had to get inside him. It was the ultimate sexual impediment!
“Seal your fate, you dumb zebra… breed him! Rut your male mate like the animal you are!” encouraged the faceless voice. I could still smell him and see his silhouette, but I didn’t care about his presence. He could not halt my sexual conquest, after all.
With that, I whinnied and grunted as my flattened cock tip finally pressed against Jason’s wrinkled pucker. My cock caught on the rim, and a few short thrusts were all it took to gain traction. I thrust with all my might until I was surrounded by his taut asshole. The sensations of being enveloped were beyond anything I had ever felt before as my balls slapped back and forth against his. I was within a warm, moist tunnel that seemed hungry and eager for my cock to go as deep as it could. The slick sounds of fucking echoed in my rounded ears as I found my rhythm. My heavy balls slapped back and forth, and my thrusts quickened, the sensations making them swell with equine seed. I knew deep down that the voice had said cumming would make it permanent. But I didn’t care. The human words meant nothing to the beast I had become as both Jason and I fucked and brayed in our new habitat.
I wasn’t going to last much longer, and I didn’t want to. I needed nothing more than to blow my load into my male mate. From the wet sounds of slapping his cock against his belly, I could hear that Jason was close to cumming as well. His rectal muscles clamped down expertly on my cock, every inch of my sensitive flesh being massaged by his tight equine asshole. I could feel the tension growing in his own balls as mine slapped against them, and I quickened my pace. It was going to happen. Oh, God…
“NNNEEEEEEIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHH!”
“NEEEEEIIIIIGGGGHHHHHH!”
I whinnied and brayed as my massive cock shot several thick spurts of cum deep in my lover’s bowels. Simultaneously his own cock throbbed and blew a load all over the ground without ever having touched himself. I thrust a few final times, trying to expel the last remnants of jism from my balls. Though I was satisfied for the moment, I knew that it wouldn’t take long to fill them again.
Soon after, I dismounted, licking at Jason’s leaking asshole with my tongue, trying to clean off the sticky cum. I could hear laughter from outside the cage, as though I was being mocked for the animalistic act. But I didn’t care. All my changed senses told me that I had bred my mate and that I had done my duty as the head of our zebra herd. I would protect him, care for him, and he, in turn, would present his rump for breeding whenever my cock unfurled from its sheath. Jason turned around and licked my muzzle, giving me the equivalent of an equine kiss. I knew he, too, saw me as a mate, and my heart rejoiced. I still recognized that I had not always been a zebra, but it didn’t seem to matter. Even the fact I had bred a male was perfectly natural. I only lusted for this male’s tail hole and perhaps any other males the doctor would bring to my herd.
My leaking cock shrinking back into its home, for now, I kissed my mate’s muzzle back once more before leaning my own down towards the lush grass of the field. Jason, too, lowered his muzzle to begin grazing beside me. I enjoyed the warmth and closeness as we swatted flies with our tails and pulled up the grass with pliable lips. All worry about my humanity, my heterosexuality, or my imprisonment was long gone by this juncture. I allowed my thoughts to drift into bestial contentment as my mate and I began our new lives as zoo zebras.