Spellbound

by BCS

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Princess Cadance, Flurry Heart, Sunburst, Porn, Sex, Tragedy, Horror, Non-consensual, Shining Armor
Length: 5648

Princess Cadance ends up hypnotizing Flurryheart into having sex with her father and erasing his memories... what happens next?

Princess Cadance ends up hypnotizing Flurryheart into having sex with her father and erasing his memories... what happens next?

This was originally requested/workshopped on the Fimfiction thread on /mlp/ so thank them for pushing me into this and the hater on MLPG for giving me the spite necessary to write the first chapter. You're welcome. This exists purely because your hate made this exist.

Warnings: Hypnosis, Mind-wipe, Watersports, Incest, Foalcon

If you like it or the cover art (it's by me), leave a comment. Thanks!

Published 2020-06-17 22:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-06-20 22:50:07 UTC

Prologue: Just Like Her

Princess Mi Amore Candenza was stressed and needed time away from her family. She had the brochure open in front of her- Mount Everfrost Falls, close to the Zarcian Tundra. It promised to be a home away from home. The brochure said mothponies would spoil you and paint your hooves, and style your mane, massage you and more. That you would return home a whole new you.

Cadence sighed dreamily. She could really use a vacation. Surely Shining Armor and Sunburst could hold down the fort? She had faith in them that they could handle it. Handle... her mind always wandered back to her father, Concerto, handling her like his violin, playing her like a fiddle, so to speak. It really made her the mare she was today. Without that, could she even call herself the Princess of Love?

She still remembered that bitch Chrysalis. How dare she try to steal her husband. Shining Armor belonged to her, he was hers to do whatever she wanted with, like a toy. Her slave in the bedroom and out, he had dedicated his mind and body fully to pleasing her desires. As was right.

As he deserved.

Her horn crackled with pink energy. She stimulated herself with her magic, reminiscing. She could make her daughter just like herself. As was right. Princess Cadence wanted to mold her daughter into something like herself. That's was the whole reason she had a baby with Shining Armor in the first place. She pants, gasping, as her magic toyed with her clitoris. She was alone here, in her bathroom.

She had the space to masturbate, if it pleased her. And it did please her. The Goddess of Love was always horny, after all, thanks to the effect of the Crystal Heart on her mind and body. She would visit Luna and Twilight and Celestia once a month to try to bleed off the excess energy and corrupting effect on her, but there was only so much even alicorns could do.

Flurryheart was thirteen now, right on the cusp of blooming. Just the age Cadance was when she was broken in.

More invasive thoughts of Chrysalis. The cocoon she was trapped in for weeks, crying, screaming. The green goo slithering and extending up her body, into her delicate parts. It had formed a hardened penis that penetrated her. Crying, she had to exist like that, raped for days in, days out. She wondered if maybe that had changed her.

That moment she got her cutie mark, the Crystal Heart. Not the day of the Crystalling, like everyone had thought. No, it was when her father held her small body under his larger one, drilling his cock in and out of her hole. Using her. She had came so hard, it was one of the best orgasms of her life. She always tried to live up to that moment in time again, but it was never quite the same. Everything else always paled in comparison.

She knew she was broken and warped. In a way, she enjoyed it. Here in her Crystal Empire, people bent over backwards to accommodate her needs. It was common knowledge, really. And she wrote the laws and enforced them, so who was going to change her now?

Not that she needed changing. It was far too late to reverse course.

At night, the Queen would come visit, mocking her: "You'll never be like what you were before. You're mine now."

If she closed her eyes, she could still hear that dark whispery voice in her head.

It was perfect. What could be more perfect? Flurryheart would be just like her. Naughty. Corrupted. And get her cutie mark. Hopefully a heart, just like Cadance. Ran in the family, after all. Sometimes.

Cutie marks always were up for interpretation...

There was a knock on the door.

"Honey, are you still in there?"

"Yeah, Shiny, I'll be out in a minute!" she answered, gasping a bit. God, the thought of this got her so fucking hot. She could orchestrate everything and leave then return to the spoils when she got home. It was everything she could have ever dreamed of! Yeah, he would definitely be thanking her later. She grabbed a towel, toweled her mane, her sleek silky pink fur and dripping marepussy, then got out of the shower.

On second thought, instead she used her telekinesis to open the door to let Shining Armor in while she stood in the spacious stall of the Royal Bathroom.

"Need to pee?" she asked with a wide, knowing grin. Shining Armor blushed bright red, crossing his legs.

"Please, I really have to go! I do not have time for this!"

"Oh, really?" she asked archly. Her magic wrapped around him like tentacles and the door slammed closed. She really hated backtalk. After all, he should know his place by now. He struggled for a moment then gave up as the pink transparent tentacles of energy massaged his semi-engorged cock and floated him over to her.

She opened her mouth and waited. He groaned and released his urine into her waiting throat, where she licked as his urethra. The excess spilled onto the ground around her hooves and filtered toward the drain like a yellow snake.

It was salty, but not terribly bitter. Just like her orders, he had been drinking plenty of water. Cadance took mercy on him and lowered him back to the ground. Shining Armor danced around a bit and stumbled to the toilet to take the rest of his piss unmolested. He sighed with relief as he emptied his bladder.

"Feels good?"

Her magic was stimulating his prostate at that moment.

"Yeah!" he said with a shy smile. She stopped when he was done and he rubbed his flank a bit, wiped his cock with some toilet paper, and then flushed it down the toilet. Cadance just stared at him lovingly. He really was the perfect stallion. No one else could equal his sheer masculinity, and the way he could submit for her was just perfect. She loved that he could switch from submissive to dominant when she asked. That was a mark of good communication.

Yes, he'd surely love the surprise she had in store for him!

He stood there awkwardly, clearly wanting to say something.

"Speak," she ordered.

"Well, we were wondering when you were leaving on your getaway and for how long... you said the train was tomorrow, right? And you've been kind of closing yourself up in your room a lot, when you're not at the formal meetings and presentation and council. And I won't lie- I'm going to miss you an awful lot. So I just wanted to know for how long you'll be gone..."

"Oh, you don't need to worry about any of that, Shiny Heiny," she said with a big sweet smile. Cadance leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. "I've taken some measures so you won't be too lonely."

He brightened. "Really?"

"Absolutely."

Her horn brightened again, enchanting the artifact far away in her room. Two spells, set to go off tomorrow, just as she left, one after the other. After all, what else would test his love if she didn't arrange for little trials like this and time to miss him?

She kissed him again, deeply, and his lips parted. Their tongues met and danced together. She wondered if he could still taste the piss she had drank. The thought deeply turned her on.

"I've got to pack my bags, love. See you soon, dear!"

Author's Note

thank you 4chan without you, this wouldn't exist... more to come...

Chapter One: Ten Stages

Princess Cadance actually canceled the spell that would instantly wipe Shining Armor's mind before she left on the train. No, she was far too horny for that. She wanted to hypnotize him in stages. Her pussy cried to be filled, and she wanted to take this from him personally.

Sometimes, they did this together... she would blank his mind and it would be like the first time every time for him when they had those nights. Then, she would restore his memories and they would cuddle. He said he liked it, he liked experiencing things fresh like that. That it cleansed his worries and the burden of his day for a while.

She sashayed into their bedroom. Her bags were packed, she was able to do that last night. The train didn't leave to Zarcia for another two hours. Plenty of time to make this happen. Plus, she wanted to try out a new virility she came across in an ancient scroll. Someone to accentuate the potency of his sperm. She wants Flurryheart pregnant when she came back, if the stars aligned. Cadance could then use a spell to make sure the progeny was healthy, with no mutations. Basically, the successor she always wanted. And a grandchild, intimately related to her. Another do-over. Well, best not to count our chickens before they hatch, little Cadance, as daddy always told her.

She just gave the tags one final go-over. Everything packed in the pockets, all the bags had her emblem and name clearly on them. Unless the stewards were idiots, they all should arrive at the destination without trouble and the courier would take care of everything for her.

Status had its privileges, after all.

She raised her voice slightly to call her personal Royal Guard, Graystomp, into the room.

"Will you please make sure no one is to bother us prior to my trip? It's very important."

Graystomp saluted and left again. The Princess teleported around the castle rapidly to find her husband, then took her back into their bedroom. Shining Armor looked surprised, but not displeased. He straightened up as she looked him over and circled him like a drill sergeant inspecting a new recruit. A quick spell and the bed was made just like they hadn't slept in it that night.

"Are you ready, Shining?"

"R-ready for what?" he asked nervously. Without someone like her, you could never tell what she was preparing. She was full of surprises.

"I'm going to erase your history with me and it will be just like new."

He looked enormously relieved. "Oh, that! We do that all the time."

"This time will be a little different," she whispered in his ear. "It will happen in stages, not all at once. Are you listening to the sound of my voice, dear?"

"Yes," he said.

"Good, now I want you to lie down and relax. You'll feel the magic settling over you this time, I've made it the methods of it aren't hidden from you. But you are forbidden from using your own magic to interfere. I want you to submit to me totally and completely. I have your heart, your mind, and your body. Are you prepared for that?"

Like any well-trained pet, he obeyed her and crawled into the bed and under the covers, shutting his eyes. "I'm ready for you, Mistress."

"Good," she purred.

Her hoof went a little lower, to his crotch. Rubbing him through the blanket as she continued to talk to him in a really calm, even voice, the sort of voice you might use as a therapist to a new patient. Unflappable. In control. Her horn flickered, like a firework catching aflame, and the spell settled over him like a blanket. He gasped in pleasure and his eyes unfocused, the pupils dilating completely. At this point, the time they first met would start to fade. Her babysitting Twilight and grooming her, in more ways than one, for her throne. And how Shining Armor had assisted in that plan. Even Celestia was complicit.

The whole monarchy was corrupt, in other words. Cadance wouldn't have it any other way.

He sighed gently. This process wasn't painful but relaxing, like soaking into a warm bath filling up your existence until you just fell below the surface, with your nostrils just above the water line. In response to her gentle touch, his penis stiffened. Sometimes, even the though took the memories, it didn't take away all associations. Something about her would always feel familiar to him, no matter what she did. It seems even magic couldn't fully erase the force of love.

Cadance slowly peeled back the blankets to expose his body. This spell has ten stages. They were now reaching stage 2, which would eat his memories further, making him incredibly turned-on in the process. The more his memories disappeared, the more his body would feel electrically pleasured, like a live wire turned up to the max. His cock twitched with the sweet agony of anticipation. She moved her foreleg over to his phallus and gently touched him with her hoof... took him in both her hooves, moving the flesh along the turgid member up and down. Shining Armor loudly moaned, his eyes still clouded with the effects of the spell. Cadance licked her lips in anticipation.

"Hey, honey, you want me to lick you?"

"What's your name?" he asked, confused.

"Mistress," she answered. "Just call me mistress."

It was always like this, as he began to enter his fugue. She wrapped her lips around his horsecock and sucked. He cried out and said "Mistress, mistress!" like a happy chant. Cadance was dimly glad the bedroom was pretty much soundproof. She could torture him or bring him to ecstasy and no one would interfere. That, and Graystomp saw to it she was undisturbed for her... sessions with her husband. They were happily-wedded, after all.

Cadance masterfully ran her tongue in circles and deep-throated him. He cried out again. Sweet noises to her ears. That was what she liked to hear. She released his erection and whispered in his ear: "Want me to eat your ass?"

He mumbled nervously, his face bright red, and his cock twitched again. This always was something he was shy about and wouldn't admit to, especially as stage three of the mindwipe spell proceeded. She spread his ass cheeks, and began licking the puckered ring of his gray asshole. Shining Armor made little embarrassed squeaks and yelps. A magical tentacle of pink energy massaged his cheek and lifted his chin.

She pulled back. "Do you want it?"

"W-want what?" he asked.

"This."

"What's this?"

"The tentacle, stupid."

She dropped character here. Poor form. Usually, she kept her cool even when he was being particularly dense. Shining Armor reached down to stroke his cock and groaned, still blushing. "U-um, I don't know if I'm ready yet... Mistress?"

"I can take care of that."

She buried her face in-between his hindquarters again, running her tongue along the inside of his asshole. Shining made loud noises as she penetrated him with her muzzle. A simple spell made it so breath was optional. His anus formed a hermetic seal around her nose and she continued to lick her clean. She kept going until he was dripping with her saliva. and his entire body was vibrating like a harp string. That made her think of her father, Concerto, and his violin. He used to eat her out too. That was how she became so good at rimming, actually. By paying attention to his technique and further returning the favor.

Stage four began to descend. At this point, he'd be forgetting her dates. The rimming continued. Shining Armor got so into it, he actually spread himself so she could better access him. That was the kind of enthusiasm she liked to see! She really liked it when he behaved like a good bottom. Her magic pink tentacles hugged him with joy. Shining made a happy neigh and coughed. Cadance was starting to get bored so she stopped for now, wiping her mouth with a hoof.

While she was lost in thought, she licked his balls and touched them softly. His coin-purse was fairly taut and the testes inside were like eggs in a boiled bag or something. She contemplated briefly what makes a stallion, if it was something you were born into or if it was something you were made into. Sometimes during sex, her mind wandered weird places. It was just who she was. The process was starting to speed up and stage five was imminent.

She snuggled up next to him: "Ready, now?"

He looked at her in confusion.

"Who are you? Why are we having sex?"

"Shh, don't ask questions. Call me mistress. Do you want this tentacle? Or maybe even... two tentacles?"

He stared at her blankly, his sapphire eyes glazed over. The shine in his pupils was completely gone. Even his blue hair was messy now. As expected, really. She wouldn't have it any other way.

"I ... yeah, it feels good. I feel good. But who are you?"

A third tentacle was placed to his lips. On second thought, she secured his muzzle shut by wrapping the magical energy around to keep it closed. She moved to get on top of him, on his stomach. She could feel his cock pushing against her ample flanks and moved her tail to the side. Her pink tentacles stretched his anus experimentally. She stared deep into his eyes to assess if he was in pain or not. He looked frightened, but he didn't seem to be struggling too much. That was a good sign. His eyes kept flicking down to her crotchtits and pussy. She was almost a stranger to him now. Stage six was bombing everything he knew about her, his daughter, and their life together.

She twisted around to examine his cock, one of her tentacles holding it up for her inspection. Yes, dripping tons of precum. He should be ready to cum like a rocket by now, if her magic held.

One of the tentacles slithered along his ass and asshole, beginning to prod him.

"You want it?" she repeated.

Mutely, he nodded, staring deeply into her arresting violet eyes. She carefully lifted herself up, flapping her wings, until she was positioned above his cock. With expert timing, she could do both of these at the same time. Cadance was a professional sexologist, after all.

Shining Armor was her willing captive as she maneuvered his cock into position using her extra appendages carefully. A little left, no, not there, it was flexing a little. He was getting soft. She stimulated his prostrate again and ramped up the power of her pleasure-enhancement spell. He was soon left panting and stiffening. Stage six. His horsecock began to part the delicate pink folds of her marepussy, stretching her out. God, she loved how big he was. This was perfect. At the same time, one of her tentacles began to anally penetrate him, sinking into his now-moistened depths. The tight ring of his sphincter squeezed that energy tentacle, and his body bucked beneath her.

"Yeehaw," she mumbled, distracted. She had released her grip on his mouth as he began to slide fully into her, to hilt into her up to the root. His penis throbbed inside her, hot and warm. Shining Armor was crying out for more as he filled her and she filled him.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

She rode him in ecstasy and he grabbed her hips and began pumping away. This was the moment she lived for. And one by one his memories were peeled away like so many leaves, pages in a book blowing away in the wind. Stage seven and eight continued as he plowed her mercilessly. She was on top but he took the lead. He actually pulled out of her and doubled her over the bed, the weight of his body pushing down on her. She continued dicking him with her tentacles as he struggled to get it back in.

"Let me help."

Just a little nudge there, and- yes. Just like that. It slid in again.

He continued to fuck her relentlessly, like a piston. She screamed in pleasure and some of her grip on her magic slipped. The rhythm of the pink tentacles drilling him got sloppy. Bad form, bad form. He didn't seem to notice though. Shining Armor's hips continued pounding against hers, his balls slapping her clit, making her yell out his name. "Please, keep going!"

"Okay!"

Stage nine. He had no idea who she was now, but he was too far gone in the moment to care. If her calculations were right, he should be close to cumming just as stage ten descended and he forgot everything about her and their daughter Flurryheart. Graystomp was in on the secret, though, and would make sure things went according to plan.

Shining Armor finally screamed out in orgasm, she knew the familiar whimpering noise. She couldn't feel his hot fluid erupt inside her, but her magic told her that's what was happening. Everything for her was dialed to eleven. She felt full and satisfied and sore. That was the best part. When he'd fuck her so good, she was raw. He was so good at that too. That was exactly part of the reason she married him.

While she lay beneath him, recovering, she continued to pound him with her two thin tentacles in his ass and his body shivered and he made wonderful sounds of both pain and pleasure. Yes, this was the perfect send-off.

There was a little knock at their bedroom door.

"Miss Cadance, you wanted to be notified when it was half an hour til. It's time."

"Oh, Celestia damn it," Cadance swore. "I've got to go and rinse this out and get my bags."

The pink tentacles grabbed her bags, wheeling them to the door and she hobbled out of bed unsteadily. Shining Armor looked around, confused at the sudden change. His asshole was still leaking pink fluid from her rough fucking of him and her magic tentacles. Well, she'd just swing by the bathroom and that would be that.

He was babbling some nonsense, asking where he was and demanding to know more about his situation, but that was Graystomp's problem now.

She had a train to catch.

(to be continued)

Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzGnX-MbYE4

Chapter Two: Breeding The Heart

With a click, the artifact made sure the second spell went off without a hitch, settling over Flurryheart in her bedroom. She was currently napping, and she made a little sigh as the magic infused her body. Changing her mind, her nature, the state of being being. Thirteen-year old Flurryheart, right on the cusp of full marehood, started going into estrus, along with a suggestion of her possible target.

Then her memories vanished, like a candle being blown out. All the memories of her father, mainly, not everything. Just everything that might connect her to him in a deeper fashion- everything she relied on. Instead, false memories were implanted of Cadance as a single mom, struggling to make ends meet and Shining Armor was erased. All this took a few minutes, it wasn't instantaneous. As it happened, she got more and more turned on, scarcely able to breathe, so strong was the need to mate in her.

It was almost time.

Shining Armor stumbled out of the royal bedchamber in a haze. The stranger had fucked him and he had no idea who she was. He remember who he was, mostly, but there were gaps. A guardspony met him at the door.

"Good afternoon, Prince Shining Armor. How was your lay?"

"It was ... great," he said surprised. His cock was still hard and semi-erect, like he hadn't just fucked at all. His memories were clouded, but some things were still clear. "And you're Graystomp, right?"

The guard nodded. "I'm supposed to escort you this way now that you're done. Please follow me."

"Which part of the castle is this? I don't recognize it, but I know I live here."

"Don't worry about that, sir, right this way. Here. Right through here."

He was physically pushed into an extremely pink bedroom that a young filly might live in, for instance. The curtains were pink, the carpet was thick white shag carpeting. A princess bed with mysterious transparent fabric covering it was in the corner and moaning was coming from there. Really loud moaning, in fact. His ears pricked and flicked forward. He could smell the odor of a mare in heat, in estrus, and his body was reacting to that. He took a hesitant step forward.

The guard, Graystomp, shut the door behind him. The lock clicked.

Should that worry him? No, he needed to do this. Something in his mind whispered to him, a voice without a voice: Breed her. Do it for me. Do it because you love her.

Shining Armor approached his daughter, spellbound by Princess Cadance, a puppet without a will of his own anymore. A pawn in her evil schemes to continue to heritage of incest she was captive to herself, furthered by Chrysalis's own corrupting influence. The irony couldn't be ignored. Poor Shining Armor. What happened next is almost too much to bear.

She clopped herself furiously, touching herself between her legs and groaning. He could see her pink body in the pink bed, arching with need. The sheets are already stained with her juices. The whole room smelled like her. He has lost his mind and all he can think about is that she's a mare and he's a stallion and that he has exactly what she needed right now.

His mind was gone. He needed to fuck. It was an imperative, a magical one.

Flurryheart moaned again, and her hoof was drenched. It was polished and shiny. She pulled her hoof away from her clit and dripping wet marepussy.

"Hi there?" she said nervously. "Who are you?"

"I'm Shining Armor," he said. He chuffed. "Need some help with that?"

She spread her legs and rolled over onto her back, her wings spread out for support. Her piercing blue eyes stared right through him, like two pieces of frozen ice. Her eyelids were lowered in a bedroom look, and she bit her lip. They continued staring at each other, attracted, as he advanced on her. His erection was twitching again. A drop of precum hit the shag carpet. He was as hard as diamonds.

He wrapped his forelegs around her legs, holding them for support. Maybe a little nervously, he started to bite at her fetlocks, right beneath her hooves. Shining Armor can't take his eyes off her winking clitoris, just inside her damp swollen folds. Her skin is taut, under his teeth. She gives a little sweet gasp and it sounds magical to him. He does it again, just to make her make a noise. Again, again, again. She cried out, over and over.

She wanted it, she needed it. He was here to supply it. She doesn't resist him at all as he got on top of her. Her name sounded vaguely familiar, but there was no time to worry about that now. No, no. A memory tickled at him and the magic destroyed it again.

Shining Armor leaned down to bite at her neck now, right below the base of her curly duo-colored blue and purple mane. His hooves massage her body, right around where the wings met her back, the soft fluffy feathery fur there and he kneaded the strong muscles. She must be a really good flier. He knew alicorns were rare, so he wondered if she was related to Celestia maybe. Definitely a chance.

Could he be fucking Celestia's granddaughter? Weird thought. He thought of Celestia like an aunt, honestly. She cried out sweetly as he nipped her flesh. "Ah, ah, ah! Shining Armor! Please!"

He bent down to suckle on her teats. The pair of them, right above her crotch, were perky and the purplish nipples were stiff in the cold air. She made little pants as he took the nipple into his mouth, rolling it around, his tongue entertaining the tip with flicks and lashes. He bit experimentally. She really seemed to like it. He did it again to the other one. When he pulled back, there were marks on her flesh from the bites. Aggressively, he let himself do it a little more. She didn't resist him. She grabbed at his hair and mane, tugging and pulling, trying to force his head even lower toward her crotch. Flurryheart groaned loudly, even a little bit of a snarl. Oh, yes, she wanted it bad!

Her big clit is winking in and out. His head is inches from it and he can't look away. He moves himself back up to her face, gazing at her, and sniffing at her neck, taking in her odor completely. Her smell, her scent, her estrus. Every part of him wanted to memorize every inch of her and every quality she possessed. She was like his blossom that he would deflower. Shining Armor savored it.

He whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her.

"How do you want it, ma'am?" He always tried to be polite and obey orders. He was very submissive like that. He didn't want to hurt his new partner.

"However you want it is fine by me!" she said.

They share breath, his head close to hers, her face close to his. They start making out, kissing each other deeply. It's wonderful. She's not a skilled kisser, but he is. He bites at her lips, her tongue and ran her tongue over her teeth. He grabbed at her head, holding her down and kissing her until she can't breathe. She gasped for air when he released her and there are happy tears in her eyes, one of them running down her cheek.

"More," she exhaled.

He did it again and again.

She started begging for it, reaching down with her hooves to spread herself in wet readiness for him. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance. It was so easy. There is some resistance, because of her hymen. He'll have to push a little bit to break it. He hesitated, but then thinks: what the hay. You only live once.

It snapped, and she let out a cry.

"No, no, it's okay!" he promised. "It will start to feel better soon!"

Flurryheart gritted her teeth, grabbing a pillow with one hoof to bite at it.

"I know, just make it count, okay?"

He started to slip right in now, she was so wet. The barrier was gone. If he checked, there was a trickle of blood running down her thighs and ass, along her anus and staining the sheets and her tail slightly. Not that either of them would consciously notice something like that right now! He's still pretty large for her, she's a bit petite, so she winced as his girth filled her up to the brim. They were now connected together, like a lock and a key.

And just like that, it was time for him to obey the natural urges coursing through his mind, his bloodstream. He was made for this. Everything in his evolutionary line cried out for him to fulfill it.

She was made for this.

He plunged into her, over and over. Fluids splashed out with every thrust of his hips. His penis ground against her clit, and he looked deeply into her eyes as they connected. He held her back legs up with his forelegs and held them apart. In this position, he could see every expression on her face. She was sweating and sweat droplets were running down her coat already. How long had she been masturbating before he got here?

A quick spell from his horn made the room cooler immediately. He didn't want his lover in any discomfort. On the contrary, he wanted this to be the best night of her life.

Her walls tightened around him, squeezing him. It was too much. He tried to hold back, so she could orgasm too but it was hard. It felt incredibly good.

They fucked.

This time, he had no stamina. He exploded in her after only about ten minutes passing. He doesn't think she even climaxed, but she definitely enjoyed it. She laid there, gasping, and she is still covered in sweat, despite the cooling spell. No, strike that: so is he. He was absolutely drenched. He rested next to her, recovering, just holding her tightly, clasping her body to his. His penis was finally flaccid, and her pussy is oozing horse semen everywhere. He levitated a towel from the adjacent bathroom to mop at her parts and clean her up. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you, that was wonderful. So you live here in the castle too?"

"That's right," he answered happily.

"Well, that's one hell of a hello. Nice to meet you!"

"Yeah, likewise, Flurryheart!" He said with a nervous grin. They went to kiss again and their teeth clacked together. She said "oops" and tried again. They cuddled for a while, kissing and licking each other's faces. Shining Armor nibbled on her ears and blew on her cheek playfully. She giggled and it was a delightful sound.

"Well, um, I think I might get something to eat in the dining hall," he said, embarrassed, as his stomach growled loudly.

"Okay. So I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, I'll check on you. I think I had some things to do today, some duties. I'm hired to do paperwork here in the palace, if you don't know."

"I didn't."

"Yeah, so I need to get that done or it will start piling up."

"Alright!"

She gave a little wave with her hoof and winked at him. He grinned big, elated. He felt like he was falling in love. Shining Armor then left her bedroom to go downstairs and get something to eat.

Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfk6i41GCNo