"Alright Brutus! We're almost there!" Ashe said. She looked at the locator and saw they were approaching the appropriate coordinates. "If he fucking lied! Imma fucking slit his fucking throat!" She growled. She pulled out a canteen and chugged down some water. She had an extra one in her saddle sack along with more stuff.

Checking the coordinates again, Ashe steered Brutus to the right. In the far distant, she saw an abandoned western style town! "Fuck yes! C'mon Brutus!"

Brutus giddied faster the town. As the two entered, she tried remembering what Cernunnos said.

I left him the post office. It right next to the building that says 'Saloon.'

She scanned the top of the buildings for a 'Saloon.' Brutus galloped past the statue of some cowboy with a cow skull in his hand that was in the center of the town.

"Shit! It's boiling! Where is this bitch!" Ashe cursed underneath her breath. The two galloped faster throughout town before see an 'S' on top a building. She could tell that it was a 'Saloon', despite the remaining letters missing.

"Perfect."

She looked to the building to the left of the Saloon. The Post Office.

"C'mon Brutus!"

She made the horse jog into the Post Office. Brutus was a giant and she needed to duck to avoid hitting the ceiling. As they entered, Ashe looked at the center of the Post Office. Everything had been cleaned out ages ago except for the front counter, a few random pieces of mail, chairs, and other unimportant stuff.

But, she wasn't here for any of that, she was here for the man tied up in the center of the post office.

The man was in a chair, his hands were tied behind him with his legs and mid-portion was tied as well. He was barefoot so he couldn't run on the harsh desert ground barefoot. He had a bag tied over his head.

Ashe grinned. Cernunnos was true to his word. A few weeks ago, she paid him a few million to retrieve a certain someone for her with a few extra requests. She knew the man had valuable information that could help Blackwatch. The Deadlocks decided to join Blackwatch so they would be better protected from bounty hunters. Only recently did she hear back from Cernunnos, saying the job was done and she was given coordinates along with the extras she also paid for. The coordinates were in the middle of the desert near a Blackwatch base. No one, especially Overwatch soldiers, would come near the base. The only people for miles and miles were Ashe and this man.

She dismounted her Brutus. Wearing her combat boots, she walked towards the bonded figure.

"Nice to know after many years of not seeing you, you still look like a complete faggot!" She cursed. She yanked the bag off the man's head. Wavy hair flopped down as the figure lifted his head and made eye contact with Ashe. The figure was Jesse McCree!

"How're you doing!" she chuckled. McCree remained silent. In Overwatch, you are taught that in case of capture or interrogation, remaining silent is your best option. Not engaging in the game your capturer is playing instead of running your mouth, trying to be a smart ass will most likely get you beaten or interrogated more.

McCree glared. Ashe leered over him triumphantly. "Now Jesse," she said reassuringly, "I'll ask once, though I already know your answer to this. Will you cooperate?" Silent rang out. "Of course not. Not like I'm complaining since I'll make you talk but I just gotta put some work into it."

Ashe pulling a blade from her boot and pressed it into Jesse's shirt. Carefully, as to not cut Jesse, sliced his shirt off. She tossed the sliced-up fabric to the side as she stood over a shirtless Jesse.

"Mhmmm!" She chuckled, looking him up and down. She leaned forward and closed her lips around his nimple. Sucking it slowly and then pulling away, making a loud kissing sound. A lipstick stain remained.

"Tasty!" She giggled. Jesse gritted his teeth. "You got some nice tits Jesse I got to admit! But, they aren't nearly as good as mine!" With that, she lifted off her shirt. She only had a cargo shirt on with a Talon patch sewn on. She tossed it to the side and unclicked her bra, letting her sweaty breasts flop out. They bounced a bit and were huge! They were rounded shaped and were double-d's.

"You still like them?" She chuckled. She shoved her boobs in his face. "Or have you've taken a liking to that chink Hanzo's tits?" Ashe asked. She knew she was pissing off Jesse and got some 'excitement' from that.

Jesse diverted his gaze. She grinned. She felt his sides, feeling him up and down. Even she had to admit his body was impressive. Ashe ran her hand down each ab and felt his sides. She remembered years ago, when they were fuckbuddies. They'd hook up every chance they got. He would always press his face in between her tits. Him laying on top of her, his heavy weight pressing her into the bed, turning her on. His cock sliding in and out of her! The positions they would get in and the pegging they would do!

Brutus neighed, snapping Ashe out of her semi-trance. She removed her hands from Jesse's body and grasped his thighs. She took out the knife she previously used and sliced off his pants. The sliced up pants were removed and tossed aside. There, Jesse sat there in some damp underwear. Grinning pervertedly, she placed her fingers and harshly rubbed the underwear. Jesse tried closing his thighs, but the ropes prevented it.

The 'extra' she requested earlier from the bounty kidnapper Cernunnos now came into play. She needed Jesse to be as "useful" as possible. Hearing that Cernunnos was previously gender reassignment doctor before turning into a commissioned hunter, she approached him with a request for Jesse's massive member to be transformed into a tight vagina.

As she pulled off his drenched under garments and fixated on his lubricated vagina. Some fluid was already dripping out and a small stream of lubricate ran down to his butthole.

"Mind me going for a taste?" Ashe asked before inserting two fingers in his vagina and twisting around. Sounds of gushy vagina lubricate gushing filled the air. Pulling out, a thick stream of vagina goop covered her fingers as she licked the clean in her mouth. "You taste so good!" She complimented Jesse. "Now time to taste my favorite hole!"

She inserted her middle finger into Jesse's asshole as her other hand groped his asscheek tightly. Slowly, she fingered Jesse ass.

Jesse clenched up as he felt her finger push deep into his ass. The only person who's ever been that deep in him was Hanzo. On their late-night patrols, Jesse and Hanzo as hooked up. Sometimes it'd be full reverse cowboy, other times it would be a simple blowjob. Despite Hanzo's serious demeanor, he would always insist on being on the bottom. The view of Hanzo as Jesse pumped in and out of him made Jesse quite passionate and emotional. It would strengthen their connection. Both coming from troubled backgrounds, the two would gain a level of love towards each other with every thrust into Hanzo ass. With everyone moan of pleasure that released itself from Hanzo. With every climax from Jesse.

Ashe watched as her finger pulled out of Jesse, his dark brown butthole with pink linen being stretched with every insertion. A tinkling feeling formed inside her pussy. A slow wet dripping feeling ran down her legs.

This is fucking happening! I'm actually fucking Jesse McCree! She thought. She fully pulled her middle finger out of Jesse's ass, his thick ass juices covered her finger. She stood back up, a few big gushes of arousal running down her leg. She held up her finger to her face, examining it.

"Shit! That's good!" She chuckled. Ashe grabbed Jesse's face and forcefully opened his mouth. He tried to close his mouth but was unable.

Ashe wasn't fucking stupid. She knew that forcing someone's mouth open is to ridiculously hard. Another extra she ordered from Cernunnos; a serum that would weaken any part of the body that it was applied to. The serum relaxed the muscles around where it was injected to for a prolonged period of time.

Ashe, seeing his mouth opened, shoved her finger in his mouth. She closed the mouth, forcefully making him suck on it, cleaning the finger from his sticky juice. Jesse forcefully gagged as the clean finger was yanked out of his mouth.

"Fuck!" Jesse cursed. He gurgled up some saliva and spit a wad out, containing most of the juice. Ashe chuckled. "Got you to talk!"

Jesse grunted and diverted his glare. Ashe chuckled and pulled down her pants. She removed them and discarded them on a table. She felt hella wet so she rubbed her clit against Jesse's side for a few moments. Jesse didn't move. He tried his best to ignore it as he felt her vaginal lubrication gather on his side. She pulled away.

Ashe chuckled and walked over to her horse Brutus. She opened the saddle pouch and produced two massive baseballs. She walked over to Jesse and pulled his ass side forward, so he was laying on his back with his legs spread open.

Ashe let out her dripping tongue and licked his asshole for a few moments. Jesse moaned, his nimples becoming hard and pointy. Ashe's fingers rubbed up his sides and began flicking his nimples, causing Jesse's vagina to ooze with excitement. Ashe brought her tongue from his ass to his pussy and began licking deep. For a few minutes, the post office was filled with the sound of Jesse moaning and Ashe loudly and messily slurping at Jesse cooch. Her face was covering in saliva, juices, and sweat.

Her hands were down her pants, rubbing harshly at her clitoris and tightly clenching her asshole around the buttplug up her ass. Her nimples were deep red and erect. All she could taste and smell was Jesse. His scent filled her soul. She couldn't climax just yet. She needed to wait for a bit. She waited it to be at the best moment. Not now.

She pulled her face from between his legs. Her hands pulled out her underwear and Jesse's chest. Jesse gasped for air. He was also close to climaxing.

Ashe gathered herself and turned her attention to his asshole again. Using her force, she pushed a baseball into his ass. His ass stretched outward, causing Jesse to yelled in pain as his ass closed again around the baseball, sucking it inward. She did it with the other one aswell. She stood as she watched as he tried to push it out.

"While you're doing that, Imma introduce you to Brutus!" Ashe said, turning around to her horse. She called the huge stallion to come over to her and a struggling Jesse. Her hand rubbed over Brutus's side, feeling him up and she crawled under the horse and undid the strap that encased its massive penis. Two enlarged testicles and a huge thick penis flopped out. Each testicle was about the size of Jesse's head and weighed around 25 pounds whilst the penis was 5 inches in width and 3 and a half feet long.

Brutus was purposefully genetically modified for breeding purposes. He born of two Shire horses and him, along with his brothers, were pumped up with steroids and had brain surgery to make him in intense heat for long periods of time. His testicles were modified to carry of semen will with strong sperm in it to have a higher chance of impregnating any female who he was forced to mate with. When he drained his balls, they were genetically modified to refill within around 30 minutes. In his earlier years, he was a favorite to breed with females. Each female who carried his young, always gave birth to a strong, big, healthy horse.

Eventually, Brutus was brought by a young Ashe. They had a small farm with a handful of horses, along with other animals. She actually thought about chopping off his balls because she couldn't afford more horses. She got a huge amount of income from horseback riding. The night before Ashe was going to remove his milk cannons, she saw the massive horse masturbating by grinding his massive cock against the ground. She watched, becoming deeply aroused as she watched the horse neigh and grunt. Her mother instincts kicked in and began calming down the horse. She took at a horse flesh light and began masturbating the horse. It was one of the first time she was having sexual contact with someone else besides herself. Just as he was about to climax, she removed the fleshlight, letting buck for a minutes, being so close to cumming, but unable to. As he calmed down, she began again. For about an hour, she kept Brutus in heat. Brutus whined and cried as his balls were swollen to the fullest and the scrotum was twice its original size felt as if they were about to explode everywhere. Ashe had her pants off, she had to sit because her legs were to weak to support herself. Arousement ran down her legs and her nimples were fully erect. She gathered a huge barrel for when Brutus started cumming, she could collect it and save it for later if it was any good. Eventually, seeing Brutus scrotum turning red and the veins in his penis were swelling up after hours of torment, Ashe decided to finish jacking him off. She used the fleshlight and allowed him to achieve climax. Brutus neighed loudly as he began squirting huge amounts of semenal fluid in the air. Ashe grabbed his massive cock and aimed it into the barrel. Gallons and gallons of cum filled the barrel. Thick, white, tasty horse cum flowed out of Brutus. Once Brutus didn't need his cock to be monitored, she let go and went behind him, seeing the horse clench his asshole tightly with each massive squirt. Eventually, the barrel filled up and slightly overflowed. Brutus, feeling exhausted, curled up into a corner as his penis shrunk and went flaccid. He went to sleep, leaving Ashe alone with a barrel of tasty horse semen. She took a few gulps curiously and it tasted like how she would assume horse semen would taste like. It was sticky and like runny goo. She placed a lid onto the semenial fluid and dragged it their families downstair freezer room. She placed it far in the back and covered it in some old boards and ice. Every so often, she would break a chunk of frozen horse semen and heat it up so it would be revived back to its fresh state. Using an unimaginable amount of horse semen, she would put it a dildo and make it ejaculate inside and on her. It was a special feeling. A feeling of a bond she shared with Brutus. She knew it was her duty to please Brutus. To milk him when he needed. To fuck him up his huge ass with a strap-on when she needed to release some anger and pain. It was her duty as a horse owner.

"Now!" Ashe said, slowly stroking the massive horse cock. Every time she saw his cock, she would get overwhelmed. It was impressive for a horse. "Brutus. Jump up on the bar!" She took a step a back and let Brutus leap up to the ceiling bars. He put his front legs over the bar, letting his massive cock wave in Jesse's face. Feeling justifying horrified, Jesse managed to shit out a baseball. It relieved some of the pain, but there was still one shoved in him.

Brutus knew his cock was going to get some action. Ashe has been doing this for a while. A militia unrelated to Overwatch that eventually surrendered since they were fighting a losing battle were giving Talon trouble. Eventually, Ashe captured a female soldier and took her hostage. When the soldier awoke, she refused to cooperate. Ashe used her interrogation tactics until she thought of something new. She was alone with this soldier. Ashe, wanting some fun, began brutally molesting the tied woman. After a few hours, the soldier broke and spilled the beans. Seeing as that worked well, she would use that as her primarily tactic of interrogation. Every soldier she captured would undergo brutal molestation. Eventually, she would start include Brutus. No one would last after a few seconds of Brutus's penis was inserted in them. Keeping his penis in them she would make them talk with the threat of Brutus pushing a deep as possible in them. Eventually, after getting satisfied with the information she received, she would allow Brutus to fuck the shit out of them and then eventually she would kill them. At some point, she randomly came across Jack Morrison (Soldier76) and managed to knock him out and kidnap him. She tied him up in a random shack in the forest with his pants down and ass spread. She felt him up and down, sucking on his nimples and groping his asscheeks (he had an impressively thicc ass) and eating his ass out, lubing his asshole up for insertion. She also took out a strap-on and fucked him up the ass, preparing his ass for Brutus's monster cock. Eventually, when it was nice and stretched, she was preparing Brutus to fuck him. Suddenly, Tracer came out of nowhere and shot her. It didn't kill her unfortunately; the blast hit her armor. Ashe, being smart, played dead. Tracer untied Jack, pulled his pants up, and carried him out to a helicopter outside the shack. Once they left, Ashe cursed and rode off with Brutus.

Ashe licked her lips hornily. She stroked the monster cock. She positioned it at Jesse's opening. With the slap of her hand upon one of his testicles, Brutus neighed loudly and pushed forward. The head of the swollen penis squished against the tight opening, but could not enter.

"Shit Jesse! Cernunnos made it too tight damnit!" Ashe cursed. "Time to lube you up!" Ashe pressed her fingers on Jesse's clitoris and rub harshly. Jesse moaned loudly as his inner walls began pulsing and tingly. He could feel it become wetter and wetter.

"F-f-u-uck!" He moaned. His head roll back with his tongue out. This felt amazing. Ashe repositioned the cock at the wet opening and gave another slap to Brutus's testicle. Brutus again neighed aggressively and began pushing harder at the vaginal hole. She held her hand in place so the cock wouldn't flop around. Jesse stopped feeling pleasure and could feel his vagina spread wider and wider painfully.

"FUCK!" Jesse screeched as the cock shoved inward in between his legs. About 7 inches of the cock disappeared in him.

"Now! You wanna spill some beans or do you want Brutus to tear you up?" Ashe chuckled. Jesse refused to answer. "Alright! You just can't wait, can you?" Ashe chuckled before slapping a testicle and standing back. Jesse gasped in pain and horror as Brutus pushed forward. The bulge of the horse penis could be see as it travelled up to Jesse ribcage, much deeper than any vagina should be. Ashe's hand was down her panties and began rubbing herself. "God damnit Jesse!" Ashe cursed. She walked over to a discarded table and discarded her panties on the ground. She laid down and spread her legs wide open, the view was clear as Ashe began masturbating and groping her tit.

Jesse moaned and groaned loudly as Brutus tore up his inside. A mixture of vaginal moisture and horse's thick, sticky pre-cum began forming in Jesse's innards. This is fucking happening! I'm fucking being raped! Jesse thought. "Oh! Ah! Eh! OH!" Jesse bled out.

Brutus neighed excitedly. Earlier that day, Ashe fed him a bread loaf laced with laxatives. It was her back up plan. Just in case Jesse remained silent, Brutus would eventually take a shit and there would be a nice pile of scat that Ashe could force down Jesse throat and digest it.

Suddenly, Ashe could feel it! She was about to climax! "Oh fuck! OH! OH FUCK!" Ashe bled out and spread her legs outward as a geyser of vaginal juices squirted out into a sticky pile on the floor. She rolled head back and began convulsing as vaginal juice dripped outward of her vagina. She took a deep breath in and let out a massive sigh. She sat up and looked at the scene before her. Brutus neighed loudly and began thrusting faster.

"Oh shit!" She knew Brutus was about to cum. When he did, he could become tired and fall asleep.

Ashe jumped to her feet and ran over to Brutus. Grabbing the cock with both hands and pulled out the cock. Brutus aired humped for a few moments before stopping.

"Fuck! Not yet Jesse!" She said as Jesse gasped for air, lifting his head up. "We're just getting started."

"Disgusting." A voice from the Post Office's entrance rung out. Ashe and whipped her head around and saw Reaper there, leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed.

"SHIT!" Ashe cursed. She pathetically covered her tits.

"So this is what you do when you obtain McCree? Let your fucking horse fuck him?" Reaper walked towards the horse.

"Yeah!" She said. "I'm getting information from him!" Reaper examined the ass of Brutus. "Is this a fucking buttplug, you zoophile?" Reaper asked. "Poor fucking horse."

Reaper walked around Brutus and stood over Jesse. "What happened to his penis?" He asked.

"He needed a vagina!"

"Hm."

Jesse shook scaredily. Here, literally less than 2 feet from him, was his former friend turned evil and Overwatch's most violent villain.

"Well?! Do you want him or something!?" Ashe asked angrily. "Why the fuck are you even here!?"

Reaper looked at her. "I heard that a certain cowboy got captured. I strolled over here and find this bestiality orgy."

"How long were you watching?"

"Enough to see you squirt everywhere and stop this animal from inseminating this piece of shit."

"Well?! Are you gonna fucking take him or something?" Ashe asked angrily. She spent a lot of money to get Jesse in the situation he was currently in.

"I was. Thought about taking him back to the base and locking him up and using traditional means of interrogation, but seeing as what is going on, I think this could be a valuable way of getting information." Reaper answered her. He ran his spiked glove up from Jesse's side to his chest, groping the muscular man breast and giving his nimple a few flicks.

"You mind lending a hand, or, your dick?" Ashe asked, chuckling.

"I suppose. I'll let the base know of the change of plans." Reaper said, taking out a glove walkie talkie and sending a quick message of the change of plans.

"Alright. Hope you stay conscious long enough Jesse." Reaper chuckled. Jesse gulped, feeling terrified. He knew Reaper was terribly sadistic. He could easily snap an arm or break a neck without much effort. He also had no sense of pain of others. Never really know when to stop the pain he was inflicting when interrogating someone until someone told him.

Reaper unclicked his armor and took it off. He carefully placed it on a table as he removed all his clothes, except his boots and cloak.

He looked fine. His normal chocolate skin and sexy beard and mustache combo was back. His sexy pointed nose and manly cheekbones looked finer than ever. He looked like a normal human being. Even his hella thicc ass was back. It bobbed up and down as he approached Ashe and Jesse.

His enormous ebony cock dangled back and forth. "I got it enlarged a while back." He chuckled. "In hopes of capturing Jack. I could tear him open from the inside." His ebony cock slowly became erect, rising and swelling up. It was 2 ½ inch in width and 10 inches long. It had a few massive veins ran down the length. Some foreskin folded over the pink head and two tennis ball size testicles dangled below. Pre cum already leaked out the head.

"Mind if I have a quick round with him?" Gabe asked. Ashe nodded. Gabe positioned Jesse in the missionary style and mounted him.

"Dang nabbit! If you don't get the fuck off me! I'll fucking snap your neck!" Jesse cursed at him.

"Kinky." Gabe said sternly as he slid his massive cock into Jesse's tight pussy.

Jesse was, again, tight as shit. The invading ebony dick grinded inward, forcefully pushing through the tight vagina.

"FUCK!" Gabe shrieked loudly. "TIGHT! DIDN'T THIS BITCH JUST GET STRETCHED OUT BY SOME HORSE DICK?"

Jesse vagina was designed to retighten after use, making sure to get the best quality from every use.

Ashe chuckled. "Probably should've lubed yourself up!" Gabe cursed. He struggled pulling out, Jesse tight pussy refusing to releasing the cock easily. Gabe used his boot, stomping it hard into Jesse's ribs and pushing as hard as he could. Jesse let out a few groans of pain before having the invading organ finally ripped out of him roughly.

Jesse gasped for breath as his pussy retightened up. Gabe rubbed his dick, seeing if it was fine. A little stretched, but overall fine.

Ashe turned her attention to Brutus. She looked underneath and examined his cock. It was still erect, but slowly shrinking. She used her glove and jacked him off, restoring it back to his former glory.

"Now cowboy, if you don't use your lips to speak, how about another use?" Ashe chuckled, lifting up the horse reproductive organ.

Jesse immediately tried clenching his mouth close, but it was prevented. Ashe forcefully opened his mouth wide, nearly ripping apart his jaw, and slid the massive cock slowly slide in.