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I mean, imagine that shitposter anon turning into Coco. One moment he was a self-satisfied faggot shitting up the board, the next moment he's a soft-spoken, shy, demure and submissive pastel mare. He's gonna be utterly confused and disoriented.
And suddenly he will feel anon dick in his brand new marepussy - which he might not even had realised he had yet. Barely able to process what's going on, he's going to be a far cry from being able to resist in any way. But the sensations - the feeling of being penetrated, the sheer pleasure of having his completely brand new horsepussy pleasured, an utterly unfamiliar yet indescribable feeling - will leave him absolutely overwhelmed and short-circuiting.
And as anon settles into a rythm, maybe the new Coco starts slowly processing what's happening, thoughts working at a glacial pace amid the sensory overload of unfamiliar but overwhelming pleasure. And yet, perhaps she will even subconsciously start sticking to character, playing the part of the submissive, shy mare that she is like a good girl. After all, our appearance can influence our behaviour; looking unkempt can make one unhappier and more uncaring, looking prim and proper can actually be beneficial for motivation, and, well, if you look like Coco Pommel, then maybe the natural course of action is to breathe out "T-thank you, sir..." when anon has finished fucking your brains out and you're left laying in a puddle of your juices, mind completely melted from the experience, floating in a hazy bliss.
