Here be Dragons: Chapter 2
Where dazinara was the size of a draft horse, this dragon was nearly twice that. if it weren't for the fact that his chest wasn't rising and falling, asher would have thought he was sleeping. asher frowned. “how old was rakmelor?" darian sighed.
Northfire High: Dj's Story Ch.1
Dj remarked laughing a little at how tight of a fit it was for the draft horse. "hey it's cool. i just can't believe i actually get to ride in one of these.
The Dive
James said to himself as he jogged over to his patient draft horse, his big pouch loaded and clanking with the treasures he'd earned. he couldn't wait to present them to lonely when he returned to his sophisticated manor in a little while.
Preview: Breeding Becky
Both tall, naturally muscular, and very nearly like a draft horse themselves. he could, and was, prime breeding material. "so you're really not gonna tell me yet?" he shook his head. "how much longer then? need to get out and stretch my legs."
The Friends
James said kindly, patting the enormous draft horse. natalie petted him after james helped her down. "he's nice. how's lonely?" natalie asked him. james sighed and smiled dreamily at the mention of his beloved girl. "great, thank you.
Appreciation - Mythics 3
They were suddenly surrounded by a half-dozen other mythics - a shaggy black minotaur, a centaur built like a clydesdale draft horse, a green-skinned girl with leaf-like hair, a brilliant white unicorn, a massive lion, and what looked like a toddler
Oryonhunter - This is Me
With wondrous eyes, the hybrid looked up at his draft horse mom. "he's small..."
A Heart Reconsidered X
"i suppose we could adapt one of the saddles for the draft horses, make some leather straps. i'm just not that good at leather work, teras." he cocked his head and considered. "i think i have a...plan...drawing of one." "one?" i asked, confused.
Legio Patra Nostra Chapter 3
The horse was a typical draft horse, black with white feathered legs and a white stripe down his face. i climbed in the cart and i helped allie in. her paw pads were slightly calloused. but felt quite soft.
Forging Thoth's Daughter: Chapter One
“i know you work with horses plenty yourself, and for you displeasure i'll tell you she can handle a draft horse better than you that hammer of yours." the image of that woman being mounted like a brood mare is near enough to me puke.
Losing Him
Bernie, the grey draft horse, reared with a shriek, hooves striking the air as the pony spin, the whites of his eyes showing. their field mate was down - what was wrong? why wasn't he getting up?
Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Eighth Day of Christmas
I stop my stroking and he powers on through, like a draft horse freed from its load. soon enough my breasts are on the floor, then i’m back up in the ceiling and down again. still lost in the question of why.