🐴 My Fulfilling Life in Suppleham

Being born in Suppleham was a true blessing, and it filled me with joy to be able to call this small village my home. The peaceful atmosphere that surrounded us, the friendly faces of our neighbors, and the powerful shafts of our steeds were all things I cherished deeply.

Every day as the sun rose over the horizon, I would wake up to the sound of birds chirping merrily, feeling grateful for another day of living in such a tranquil place, where life seemed simple but fulfilling, and where I could always feel safe and protected when I practiced my anal stretching with my trusty steed.

I believe that being born here has had a profound effect on who I am today, shaping me into the person I am now, and giving me an appreciation for the beauty and simplicity of life in Suppleham. The beauty of nature reached and touched all the way to my very heart as my trusty steed fucked me good enough to make me cry tears of joy every single time.

I learned taking him so deep inside me that villagers could hear my moans from miles away, gathering to watch the show as if it was some sort of a circus act. I couldn't blame them, my steed wasn't exactly a tiny horse, and his strong cock drove me wild with the pressure of its size filling my entire body to bursting point. Every thrust felt incredible, making me fear I might just explode from joy!

But then there came days when his monstrous cock needed a good rest, too. During these times, I would walk around the village, socializing, enjoying the fresh air, and simply appreciating the tranquility of my surroundings, while occasionally showing off my ass to my curious friends who loved how well-trained and firm it was thanks to my trusty steed.

Indeed, my ass and thighs were toned to perfection, making my rear look almost like a horse's backside – tight, powerful, and capable of handling the most intense of pleasures. I liked to think the sheer amount of horse cum that filled my guts on a daily basis gave me those perfect muscles and curves. My friends argued over whose turn it was to fist fuck me next, so I often had to remind them they could go in all at once! It was fun to see their faces light up with excitement when they managed to shove two whole arms down my hole simultaneously and then add a third elbow-deep for giggles.

One day, for the sake of having some fun, I challenged my best friend, Bob, to try and shove his knee into my asshole as deep as he could. The idea seemed pretty wild at first, but we decided to give it a shot anyway. I started at Bob's muscled leg, not even sure if something this huge would actually fit inside me, but as soon as the pressure hit my rectal muscles, I knew I didn't want to stop. I felt a rush of adrenaline, calling for my other friends, Steve and Carl, to help push me deeper onto Bob's knee.

They ended up almost sitting atop my thighs, while Bob lied flat on the ground, his bent leg half-way inside my ass. I didn't think I could accommodate much more, but with every little bit of effort from my friends, my anus somehow stretched further and further until eventually, you guessed it – the entire leg went all the way inside so deep that my balls pressed against Bob's foot! He complained that his knee hurt from being folded so tightly by my inner walls, but for me, the feeling of his leg filling my body completely was absolute bliss!

After a dozen or so sessions like this, I became so accustomed to it that I started wondering what else might fit inside me. My friends were willing to experiment, too. Bob's father was a former pirate who had a huge cannon in his basement – a trophy from his days sailing the seas. He wanted to melt down the metal and make some tools for his garden, but now he was glad he hadn't. Like everyone else in the village, he was eager to see whether I could handle such a massive object up my ass. As usual, it didn't look doable at first glance, but only at first...

All in all, my daily life in Suppleham has been anything but boring. It's been filled with love, laughter, and an abundance of anal stretching, leaving no room for anything other than wild passion and endless joy. And honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

My friends often feared I'd want to move to the big city someday in search of bigger and better thrills. Indeed, the knights in Armbury had some pretty impressive anal-stretching equipment in their arsenal, but I assured my friends there's nowhere else I'd rather be. Suppleham is where my ass belongs, where it was shaped, honed, and pushed to its limits to accomodate anything imaginable, always ready to accept whatever new challenge comes its way. And there was definitely no shortage of challenges in our little village!