Cinderella’s Resort Part 16
“CAAAAAAAAWK!”
Joyce gasped and opened her eyes. Her head was spinning, her nose still burning, and her crotch felt like it was on fire. Everything was blurry but slowly coming into focus.
“I said no.” A man grunted and pushed the wagging ass of Joyce’s donkey friend away from him.
“Cum ooooooooooon.” The donkey brayed pathetically actually Sonny from how empty her cunt was. She was bent over Joyce and had her hand wrapped around something pink send fleshy.
“I ain’t fuckin’ no donk.” Joyce noticed a cute guy with a not so cute soul patch looking annoyed and out out, “just be patient barn yard brain.”
The donkey giggled and looked at the rousing Joyce. “Gonna need yew tew hurry up bitch, I gotta the 12 inch itch gnaw’mean? Hehehehe.” She giggled showing off her big flat teethed, and then licked the pillar of pink flesh she was gripping.
“Aaaaah!” Joyce screamed in shock. She could feel every inch and every tastebud of that long flat tongue. That pink pillar in the donkey hand was her! “Caaaaawk!” She gasped in surprised and tried to get up but found she was strapped to the bed.
“Caaaaaaawk!” The donkey brayed in happy agreement.
The man just put his hand over his ears and groaned. “Why do I even sell those stupid donkey supplements? All you cunts do is stink up the place, and give me a head ache.”
“Huh huh!” The donkey girl gave Joyce another tear inducing lick. Her tongue was so long and slimey. “Our Bambi Bucks spend just as good as any prissy missy.” She winked at Joyce. “Straight up miscrmiogimy round here babe. Sorry to like…” she took another lick to buy herself time to think.”
“Aaaaaah! Fuck! Stop that it hurts.”
The donkey rolled her eyes and snorted. “It feels good. See?” She did it again, her huge tongue swamping Joyce new and beefy clit like a pink blanket.
“Uuuuugh!” Joyce winced, each kick made her see stars. It was awful, and painful, and overstimulating, and there were chemicals releasing in her body that told it was all very very good for her.
“Anyway sorry fur like, I dunno lowering yer rank as like a human being. Folks treat Donkey gurls like we ain’t shit, so like saw-RE bout that n’stuff but I needed a dick real bad. And like since I was giving you one might as well make it a donkey dick! HeheheHEEEEEE-Hhhhhhaaaaaaw.” She laughed, brayed, and sprayed Joyce with a fine spray of stinking donkey saliva.”
“Yer fucking nuances is what you are.” The man grumbled.
“See?” The donkey girl licked at Joyce, at her…dick. Her Donkey dick. No wonder she didn’t recognize it as a penis. It was pink, and flat, and stood out against her chocolatey skin color. She could see thick veins in it pulsing, it was pulsing getting bigger all the time.
“This can’t be haaaaawpeming!” Joyce grunted, and struggled again her bindings.
“People dun forget that Bambi dun had a donkey girlfriend who she done fucked and stuff.”
“No she didn’t.” The man balked, and licked some powder out of a dish. Despite not wanting the fuck the donkey girls he took his dick out and started stroking it. Joyce’s eyes bulged, now that was a donkey dick! Well it was a regular dick but…BIG!”
“CAAAAAAAWK!” Joyce brayed. Something deep inside of her did at least. It’s like something hungry had pushed her out of the way and ran to the front of the food line. Now her mind was spinning, and her dick was pulsing even harder, white cream slowly, thickly burbled up and over her shaft.
“Yes she did!” The donkey said, ignoring Joyce’s cry and licking up her white mess with a satisfied sigh. “Mmmm mmmm mmmm. Jenny Tompkins, remember yew dumb heathen. She was a tennis player, that Bambi fucked till she was a donkey girl. The first donkey girl, amen Slut Jenny yes sir. Patron Slut if Donkeys, Tennis and knee pads.”
The man continued to noncommittally stroke his dick. “I know you cain’t read, but yew can’t even listen to your audio porn right you dumb donk. Bambi Sez she dumb as a donkey. That don’t mean she wuz one.”
The donkey snorted and squeezed Joyce’s dick in frustration.
“Aaaaah! Aaaah! Stop let goooo-haaaaw!”
“What about that Grafitti by the dumpster outside if Chewies? It shows Slut Jenny as a donk, straight up, and that shit was canonized.” She smiled proudly and gave Joyce a few rough jerks. “Shit bro, and I ever gettin’ fucked? This shit’s taking forever.”
“Fuck fuck oh fuck!” Joyce cried and struggled against her bindings, sweating and trusting her hips to the motion of her molester’s mean strokes. “Jenny Jenny he…heee…” she was seeing sparks again, and having visions of a white furred thing… animal… woman… donkey smiling at her with a dumb muzzled grin, white stroking to big perky tits.
“Yer like sooooooo high.” The divine donk giggled, and slit over Joyce’s donkifued, dickified, clit.
“That’s not canon.” The man grunted, and spewed cum over Joyce and the donk. A lot of it. “That’s just some shit you donkeys say to make yourselves feel better for fuckin’ in the trash.”
“Ffft.” The donk blew his a raspberry. “Yes it is, I seen the plaque and everything.” She looked down at the delerious. Sweating, and trusting Joyce. “Shiiiiiiit haaaaw much laaaanger.” She watched as two heavy balls were pushed out of Joyce’s now sealed up slit, and dangled down to the bed. She gave them a frustrated swat for good measure.
“HEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAW!” Joyce brayed shooting half a gallon of fresh cum into the pussy if her divine Jenny’s pussy. Only for it to rain down on her the donk and the whole room.
“Not much longer.” The man sighed, grabbing a mop.
