She grabbed at it with her thighs, trying to hold the massive thing still but failing as her slippery with cunt juice thighs slipped of the fat length, sliding around it, failing to contain it.
"You're so fucking beeeg!!!" she whined, her hands reaching out and grabbing hold of Fey's front legs as best she could, clutching at her, fingers clawing at the hard muscle of her horse body. She couldn't believe how exposed she felt, dangling stark naked above the moving ground with a giant dick longer than her entire torso between her trembling thighs.
It was terrifying, it was wonderful, it was a rushing swirling mix of emotion, everything she had dreamed of as she lay naked on her bed with her rear lifted up, desperately stretching herself on the biggest chunk of rubber she could find, screaming into her pillow as she sprayed over and over onto her crisp white bedsheets and the carpet and across the room and up the wall.
Something suddenly touched up against her thigh to the side and she flinched in surprise. She turned her head to see the rubber disc floating by her leg, Flora controlling it from above.
Slightly annoyed that they were being interrupted she moved her thigh allowing it past.
The rubber disc slipped between her legs and plopped onto the tip of Fey's dick, coming down solidly on the very center. Then the rubber began to unfurl, an invisible force rolling it out, stretching it over the broad head.
The rubber quickly became extremely over taxed, stretched far far far more than it was designed to, no condom had ever been intended to fit over a thigh thick dick of course. The rubber groaned as it stretched wider and wider, making rubbery squeaking sounds as it rubbed against Fey's flesh, the transparent blue of the rubber becoming near completely transparent as it stretched hyper thin, clearly being helped by Fey's magic in some way as it obviously should have broken already. The rubber rolled out wider and wider until at last it met the nobbled rim and slid over of her tip. Things went much easier after that and the condom rolled back down her length, sleeving her length, fitting vacuum skin tight over every little bump and vein, making her stiff length glossy with rubber.
With one final push Flora fitted the base of the condom over Fey's medial ring, the rubber snapping tight around it, nigh unremovable. Fey let out a reflexive whinny as the rubber sealed, her length throbbing at this new sensation, the rubber squeaking as it smeared past Octavia's soaked puss.
The mousekin sighed airily at the sensation. The condom was so ridiculously tight that she could still feel every little detail, every touch of roughness, but now with a strange sensation on top, the feel of slippery rubber. Strangely it reminded her of her dildos but so much more real and detailed, so much more stimulating.
She was here and she was damned if she wasn't going to make it all real, just like she'd read. Biting her trembling lip she reached out for the pulleys, grasping a knotted piece of rope. She hauled on it and the ropes that encircled Fey pulled tight. Ropes that lead from her harness down between Fey's back legs hauled back on her and with a yelp she found her rear crashing up against the blunt tip of Fey's dick, her ass flattening, her thighs spreading wide to fit, her puffy swollen puss finding itself squishing up against the hard surface.
"HnnnnnnggHHHH!"
She couldn't stop herself, her arms were locked up and straining toward her chest, pulling in the rope with a strength borne of raw need. She felt herself move, being forcibly pressed up against the tip, the pressure increasing. She could feel her incredibly sloppy folds starting to splay out as they pressed against the surface, her extremely sensitive inner walls scraping over the head, touching every bump, the feel of the centaur's urethra, ever little micro roughness felt in extreme detail as her flower bloomed for Fey, her pussy parting wider and wider, stretching to spread out over the surface, her asshole being pushed up out of the way, her buttocks spilling around the rim even as her clit was pushed further from its hood.
"F-fuuuuuckkkkingg gawwwwddd!!! Its j-just like they saiiiddd----AAHHHNNNN!!"
She started to slow however, her pussy struggling to engulf Fey's enormity, reaching its limit. No amount of practice had prepared her for this. She mewled, NO! She wouldn't be left out, she wouldn't be stopped! She reached out for the rope and yanked at it, pulling at it, each tug causing her pussy to spread wider, more and more of her insides being smeared flat against the fat horse dick, her thinly stretched lower lips edging closer and closer to the horizon, each tug accompanied by a whining grunt.
Over and over she tugged until her pussy was making a huge O shape, thicker than her thigh, her erect love bean straining out, her entire body working to contain this monster of masculinity, to take it into her petite feminine frame.
Her voice rose in pitch as her cunt slowly splayed out over the nobbly rim, and then rose into a wailing shriek as with a lurch Fey SCHL-POPPED! inside of her, her insides going from being pressed up against the blunt head to slopping around it, her straining nerve clusters made a hundred times more sensitive both due to Fey's magic and their stretched-out state.
She slammed down over Fey, a full ten inches of massive cunt busting horse dick thrusting up into her, her tummy tenting out with the softened shape of the head, a fat ridge marking the blunt rim.
She froze up, her mouth wide and silent. Then sensation hit her and a howling wail ripped from her throat. Her pussy spasmed around Fey, rippling up and down as the extreme stimulation rocked her to her core, her ankles drumming up against Fey's stomach as she squirted down onto the ground below, a sprinkling rain of feminine juices left in the centaur's wake. *Skllrtsh-skllrrtsh-skllrrtsh!*
"AHHHHNNN AHN AHN AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"