Gingerly, Liz sliced it open, the pulverized masculinity oozing out like a paste. The stallion whinnied compliantly, seemingly uninterested in the fate of his ruined testicles as Liz cut the chords that once fed him his desire with a small pair of surgical scissors.

Liz giggled, turning to face Meg, who was, by this point, smeared with her own cum, her own huge length laid limply across her stomach, oozing white goo onto her creamy skin. Liz licked her lips, pushing her glasses up on her nose and unzipping her fly. With a slight hope, the smaller girl would make her way over to Meg, leg’s spread wide as she straddled the bigger girl, her small, rigid penis only inches from Meg’s face. Meg grinned impishly, licking her lips.

“Better be careful…big guy might get jealous…” She’d tease, motioning to the impotent stallion.

Lizzy blushed again, looking away for a moment.

“Yeah, right…not of this little thing!” Liz replied, shaking her head. She’d lean down, smiling. “You’re my horsey, now.”

Meg’s face beamed at the compliment to her penis, the rubbery length stiffening once more as she leaned forward, sucking Liz’s into her mouth. Her head bobbed rapidly, Liz arching her back, offering short, rapid breaths. She bit her lip, groaning quietly as Meg’s tongue worked over her small penis, probing every inch of her erection. Lizzy whimpered in ecstasy, her mocha skin already beading with sweat as she allowed her shorts to hit the floor.

Meanwhile, the gelding watched quietly, his limp length dangling helplessly between his legs. In the far corner of the stable, hidden from view by the long shadows of the dull lighting, something stirred. A low buzzing began to grow, inaudible at first. It grew louder and louder, a steady pulsing until at last a cloud of insects swept from the back of the stable. Liz and Meg jumped back in shock, their dual erections bouncing comically.

The swarm of wasps didn’t make for them, however. No, the cloud made it’s way for the recently gelded stallion. He whinnied in protest, still tied in his stall, as they swarmed around him, lower and lower, until finally the cloud encircled his two dangling feet of male meat. That was when they landed.

He bucked his hips, the huge length swinging pendulously beneath him as thousands of squirming insects began their attack. Stingers assailed his cock from all sides, piercing the supple flesh once, twice, three times…again and again. Hundreds of times the horse’s penis was stung, swelling and engorging as each sting caused more damage. Miniscule damage to each sting, but after hundreds of strings his penis was now as thick as Lizzy’s thigh!

Meg slowly slid her hands up around Lizzy’s waist, again pulling her close as they watched the giant penis be mutilated. Lizzy was transfixed, her expression not changing until Meg guided her back onto her rigid cock. Liz grunted as she struggled to squeeze Meg’s huge girth between her tiny, pert cheeks. After some work, Meg entered her, and Liz arched her back again, leaning back against Meg as she began to thrust.

Meanwhile, the gelding’s penis had been all but destroyed. Thick as a telephone pole and forever mutilated, it twitched involuntarily as the stinging mass moved over it’s surface. With a dull splat, a weak, watery load sprayed from it’s flared tip, unrecognizable now. It hit the dusty floor tinted red, his ruined meat now forever deformed and grotesque.

Liz bounced rapidly, her small breasts jiggling with each powerful thrust from Meg’s mighty organ, her own little member slapping against her abdomen. Sensing more intruders, the wasps reared about, the cloud darting across the room toward the two. Liz’s eyes went wide as her modest male endowment was engulfed in stinging wasps!

Liz screamed, struggling to escape, but Meg held tight, lost in pleasure as she thrust harder and harder into Liz, making the smaller girl’s penis flop even more wildly. Meg’s balls were the next target as the swarm assailed them. She too screamed as she felt the stinging mass bear down on her huge balls! Lizzy’s penis trembled, swelled, and came, a blast of semen rocketing a few feet from her swollen, mutilated head, now misshapen as it was stung by wasps many times over. Meg too, came buckets, her balls an angry shade of purple to match Lizzy’s entire penis.

The two struggled, flailing, to flee the stable, their deformed penises still oozing cum by the time they made it inside. Both of their organs were swollen many times their size. Meg’s penis was more or less unhurt, but her balls were nearly the size of melons. Liz, on the other hand, had been stung many more times. Her small, mocha colored penis was now a deep, ugly purple color, the skin stretched as it swelled up many times it’s size. It looked too thick to be real, now, glistening with cum, throbbing and swollen despite being limp. Her balls were indistinguishable, the sack a single orb, swollen to the point that it looked ready to burst!

It was a week before Meg was able to attain an erection again. For Lizzy, it was much longer, and she referred to her penis as ‘ugly’ and ‘deformed’ ever after.