Tovar shook his flash light as the beam flickered, this was ridiculous. The house’s lights still worked, hell even the water still worked! The little gray Burro thought, pausing to adjust his massive loins in his baggy jeans. He’d taken this class as a laugh, thinking it would be an easy A. He’d not counted on that dick Whaite’s stupid field trips. “God I’m sick of haunted houses!” The little Burro grumbled, he’d not seen, heard or felt a single thing in any of them. In fact the little equine thought the whole thing was a load of shit! “Paranormal… my ass, I’ve got your paranormal right here!” He joked, grabbing at his fat bulge as he felt his way down the dark hallway. His only friend in the class, Jeff, would be in the house’s gym room, he had said. Before he entered, the Burro peeled off his shirt, and tossed it

to the side. Hoping maybe he could get a quickie blow from the ram. It’d been nearly a week, after all… Trotting up to the door, Tovar opened it, and stepped inside. His eye’s widened as he spotted Jeff seated naked on one of the strange pieces of exercise equipment, doing reps it looked like. His squat body straining as he held the iron up, the weights balancing precariously in front of his

muzzle. Tovar was no expert at lifting weights, but that seemed awfully dangerous! And something seemed funny about the jingling piece of equipment.

He looked Jeff over, eyes falling on a large roundish purse, laying on the base of the machine. On second glance, he realized it wasn’t a purse… but his friend’s heavy nut sack!!!

“What the fuc…” The little Burro started to ask, as Jeff, startled, looked up at him. His friend’s big brown eye’s were wide in terror, and his furry body was covered in foamy sweat.

“Tovar! NO!” The Ram’s hands slipped from the bar,

and the mass of heavy iron weights dropped. Tovar’s eye’s followed the mass of weights until they hit Jeff’s trapped sack! The Ram screamed in horror and agony as his jewel’s were utterly crushed! Between the mass of weights, and the machines iron base plate! Bloody grayish fragments of his friend’s male hood splattered over the Burro’s muzzle and chest! Tovar stood, frozen in shock and horror for a long moment as Jeff toppled over unconscious.

“OH MY GOD…OH MY GOD!” The little Burro shrieked, and danced around in terror and disgust as he realized he was covered in cum, blood and his friend’s shattered testicles. He choked as gore and bile press up against the back of his throat.

He spun, and dashed out of the room and down the hall to a nearby bathroom. Shaking and trembling wildly as he tried to make sense of what he’d just seen. His friend had just been unmaled… and the taste on his lips told him it was very real. Was it a prank gone wrong?? He tried to wipe the scum off of himself, but found no towel. The faucet on the sink didn’t seem to work… which left only the large two-headed shower stall. ‘He wouldn’t possibly have WANTED to do that.. would he?’ The little Burro wondered, then shook his head as he turned on the water. It ran white, for about a minute, as non-used pipes were scoured clean after decades of rust. ‘Maybe one of the other students… Oh god.. what if…’ He knew that Josh was a huge homophobic-freak… maybe the dude had flipped his

lid!!! ‘I have to tell the professor… I have to call the cops…’ He stepped into the clear water, the hot fluid washing away the chunks of gwoo, blood and nut. The drain made a peculiar noise.. almost a belch, as it washed down into it, and the burro looked down. Then laughed hysterically, as he realized he was still wearing his sweat pants. ‘Well, they’re soaked now…’ He stepped easily out of them, hooves finding easy traction on the old tub; as he hung them over the railing. Turning

his naked groin in to face the warm running water. The water felt icy cold at first. Like, really cold, however as it covered him, the Burro leaned into it. It helped to clear his head, as he tried to get the image of Jeff's crotch exploding into his face… out of it. The water slowly felt warmer, almost scalding, and he sighed. Watching as the red swirls were eagerly sucked down the drain. A grayish chunk of nut meat soon following, making him tremble. Another gurgling sound came up as the drain swallowed the meat. The burro lifted his arms, not quite sure what could make that sound. He snorted in fright as he turned, thinking he saw a black figure standing on the other side of the frosted glass shower door!!! Gasping startled he threw himself back against the shower wall. To scared to do more than just stared at what stared back at him. Then the figure was gone, moving quickly to the left and out of the room.

“Was that a ghost?” He asked himself shocked, then shock his long equine head. At how stupid a thought that was. “There are no such thing as ghosts!” He reminded himself firmly, this only serving to frighten him more. A chill ran through his body, his balls tightening up even as the warm

water poured over them. He sat under it, for a long time, just starring out into the empty bathroom; through the frosted glass. The water pouring over him, soothing him subtly. Eventually putting him in an unreal state, the Burro let his head sag down. Jeff's emasculation… almost seemed like a distant memory a half forgotten dream. The ghost… his mind must be really stressed out. He turned back to the water, so warm, so soothing… And sat down in the surprisingly large tub, one hoofed leg was angled over the side. The other long equine leg slid up into the corner. The warm water bathed his chest, belly, and groin. It felt soooo good, Tovar closed his big brown eye’s. Idly played with his thickly bulging gray sheath, undulating it with his warm wet palm. Then his other hand, rolling his huge heavy nuts around underneath. He grinned, stretching them out. A powerful bolt of lust snaking it's way through his pulsing groin. He didn't pay any attention to the gurgling sound of the drain. Eye’s half closed, not noticing as a shiny black tentacle begin to rise from inside it; like a hungry cobra. Snaking back and forth as it slid over the smooth wet floor of the tub! Slowly angling up between the burro's thickly muscled thigh’s.

Tovar had his eye’s closed, as the shower washed away the last of the grime, his mind distant. He lifted up his massive twin bulbs. Softly squeezing

the two orange sized orbs, one at a time. “Yeah.” He grunted under his breath, dropping them on to the tub’s bottom. He loved the feeling of them thudding, splashing into the water streaming down his furry body. So he did it again, and again. Each thud calling the black, translucent tendril

closer. Finally it spread into a wide, spatula like shape, just underneath of the burro's mammoth nuts. ‘Thu-splish.’ He huffed, feeling them land in something soft and jelly like… “Hmmmmm.” ‘Soap?’ He wondered, slowly rubbed those huge ball’s down into the thick muck. Not quite understanding what it was, but then really not caring at this point. The tentacle, for

it's part. Began to squeeze back, sticking to the Burro's big floppy scrotum. Slowly expanding and sliding around to engulf those massive danglies. Tovar’s finger’s moved back up, and he slowly jacked his nice long black dick. Stroking it as the peculiar feeling slid over his tingling ball’s.

When it finally had them captured, it squeezed slowly and gently.

“Ummmmm!” Tovar gasped and stopped stroking. As he opened his eye’s, but the water poured hot and steamy into them. He reached down and fondled over his big nut’s. They felt funny, his already hairless pouch felt… strange. Thicker, and anesthetized. ‘Must be the hot water…’ The Burro thought, something still troubled the back of his mind. His thought’s returned to Jeff… and he moaned softly to himself. His fist began to stroke his cock again, the other rubbing over his chest.

Tweaking his erect nipple’s, and rubbing his thick hard pec’s. As he thought of the Ram naked, laying in bed. The Burro’s dick pulsed thickly between his fingers, as he thought of Jeff's sac exploding. His huge nuts pulsing too as his arousal intensified. ‘Oh god that’s sick!’ He thought to himself even as his organ grew harder.

The tentacle slowly began to pull at his huge floppies. Tovar groaned, trying to remember more about what he thought he saw; in the gym. It looked like the ram's ball’s were just lying there, on the plate between the weights. Like he had put them there, somehow, and then started lifting! Knowing that if he dropped the weights, they would come down splattering his precious jewels. The Burro groaned as he saw them exploding again, their cum and insides shooting out over him. The tentacle gripped more tightly around his

fat nut’s, squeezing them together and stretching them out. The Burro felt his butt slide along the tub bottom, as the tension pulled him down. But he didn't care, lost in a haze of twisted lust. The Burro pushed his hoof against the wall, and felt his balls stretch out more… straining. His

cock jerked, and pulsed as he yanked it fast and hard. Even as unknown to him, another tentacle came out through the drain… then a third. Just

as black, just as coldly evil. They snaked up along the first, before one split off. Jamming firmly between the Burro’s ass cheeks, cold and slimy as it pressed in. Tovar’s eye’s popped open,

and he sat up sharply. “WHAT THE FUCK…” He grunted, as something began to swell huge and

boneless inside his ass! “IIIIIII!!!” He squealed in surprise and fear reaching down to grab the wiggling thing in his ass. But then the thing twisted, punching against his prostate, and his nuts throbbed. “Ohooooooooo!” The Burro moaned falling onto his back, and spasming as his

body tried to orgasm; but couldn't. His finger’s fell limp from his dick, and the tentacle inside of him! Paralyzed… helpless… unable to do anything but watch. As the third tendril wrapped around his organ like a barber pole. It snaked, squeezed, and stroked it until the tip was engulfed. He brays softly, watching his dick go from pink to black as

the tentacle slowly engulfed it… It was scary, but it felt really good at the same time! It was cold and wet, but delightfully tight around his huge cock. The Burro hunched up, groaning as the tentacle pulled and pushed at him. His ass being

stretched, now as a gallon of the tentacle stuff poured up into him. Stretching him so wide… he knew his ass would never be the same. Wet ripping sounds could be heard along with the sordid slurping sounds. Tovar felt himself sliding towards the drain again. Paralyzed still by the icy chill that wouldn't wash away. He could not resist it, even as the straining on his nut’s became almost too much for the poor male to bare. His strong young equine body twitched and jerked involuntarily. Semen bubbling in his massive nut’s, attempting to pour out into his thick black cock. “This can’t be happening!” He denied. The tentacle around his mighty organ pinching at the base. As the other pinched around his huge floppy nuts, too. Both pinching… pulling harder, and harder. As his prostate was ground and prodded... beaten and battered. Tovar felt his organ’s nearly simultaneously pull free from his body. Starring in astonishment as his huge hefty Burro cock tilted

over to the side. Then flopped out of his furry gray sheath, tiny stub retreating inside. Then he groaned as his colossal nut’s separated from his body. He felt them go, one, then the other, their familiar, comfortable weight gone. His eye’s scrunched shut, as he thought of his bud Jeff's nut’s shattering under the hundreds of pound’s

of weight. His body clenched, and spasmed harder and harder as it orgasmed, even without the organs.

Clear shiny fluid shooting from his empty sheath, as the thing in his ass milked his prostate dry like a raisin. As the burro passing out, the tentacles retreated. Leaving their prize’s for a white furred, shaggy paw to pluck up.

Professor Whaite snickered, and claimed his trophies, taking them to join the others…