Trixie in: Turning The Tables - Fp/M NC **

It had been a long week for the human Trixie had visited. Life carried on, work sucked, traffic was horrible, and no amount of drunken trysts had been as fantastic and mystical as surprise sex with that blue pony Trixie.

After he got home, he walked into his room and checked over his preparations once again. It was time to repay Trixie for his earlier humiliation. He would experience the joys of sex with a mythical creature, only this time he came prepared.

He began to read the incantations on the slip of paper Trixie had left for him to give her a call. It would allow her to come back and visit for a night. The room began to vibrate as a vortex opened up on the other side of the room. This must be how ponies get to Earth.

The yellow and black taser looked comical as he lined it up at the portal. Not a second later, a unicorn stepped through. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is back, my love sla—”

The taser fired, discharging thousands of volts through the unicorn. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed.

Success.

The human quickly hog-tied her and covered her horn in a tin foil hat. It worked for aliens according to all the research he had done on the internet.

He smiled as she began to wake up and he set her on the bed. He unzipped his pants and began to tease the unicorn with his cock.

“Ugh. . . did I get hit by a carriage?” Trixie asked.

The human laughed. “I knocked the third person out of you!”

“Unhand me at once fou—oooh.”

Trixie was interrupted as you thrust into her.

“I—Trixie approves, human. Continue.”

He increased his rhythm, paying Trixie back in kind for their earlier encounter. Just as it had on their first night together, her pussy seemed magical. It was far tighter than seemed possible, clinging tightly to his cock yet lubricated so perfectly.

“Yes. . . Trixie is nearly there, human, most excellent.”

The speed of his thrusting sped up again, quickly driving Trixie over the edge. She bucked back hard against his cock, driving him in deeper. Trixie clenched down as she came, nearly pushing him over the edge too. However, it had gotten hard to thrust as she gripped him like a vice.

He had no choice but to wait until she was done, and start thrusting again. Trixie had other ideas.

“Good—well done. . . now. . . my. . .turn.” Trixie was breathing heavily.

Trixie fired up her horn, blowing the ridiculous tin foil hat off of her horn. Apparently, tin foil doesn’t protect you from aliens. The ropes were quickly unwound from Trixie’s limbs.

“Fuck,” he said. The human dove for the cattle prod he had hidden under his bed in case of emergency. Spinning around, he thrust it back at Trixie just in time to see her laugh, flinging it away with her magic.

The ropes quickly fastened around the human, burning as they twisted against his skin. In seconds he lay on the floor in a strict hogtie, squealing like a pig.

Trixie laughed as she went and rummaged through her cape, quickly returning with a ring gag.

“Oh no yo—”

He was interrupted by Trixie whose magic brought the gag into place. “Silly human, I wouldn’t want you chipping a tooth while giving me a horn job.”

He glared up at her as she knelt down and began thrusting her horn into his mouth. The spiraled horn filled his mouth, numbing his throat to keep him from gagging. Trixie began to moan as she thrust it in his waiting mouth.

Trixie was enjoying the horn job and much to the human’s dismay, he began to feel the horn tingling. An electric energy seemed to be sparking from it.

Trixie withdrew her horn, floating the cattle prod over. She then began her thrusting and using her hoof, drove the cattle prod into the human’s side. He convulsed, tightening down on her horn as much as he was able. It sent waves of fire through Trixie’s nerves.

The unicorn’s horn was an extension of their mind and willpower, and was connected directly to every nerve in their body. Trixie shocked him again and again, allowing the electric shocks to arc into her horn. Her entire body was being consumed by the flames of passion.

Before he could fully regret summoning the unicorn back, he felt her explode inside his mouth. Something akin to syrup filled up his nose, throat, and lungs. He wanted to choke, but it had instantly dissipated into an energy surge not unlike the cattle prod.

This time, however, he found it pleasurable. Unbeknownst to him, when a unicorn’s horn is stimulated and has what is for all intents and purposes a brain-gasm, it connects the unicorn and their partner. Every pleasure either of them felt was amplified and transmitted to the other.

He could feel the burning in Trixie’s loins and the passion in her heart for dominating him. She could feel the stiff cock, twitching against the carpet and yearning for release. In those brief seconds, the two experienced ecstasy through the other’s eyes before riding the waves of euphoria down.

He decided, upon a second thought, he’d have to summon Trixie back more often.

Pinkie Pie in: Auto-erotic asphyxiation Fp/M C ***

Ever since I broke up with my girlfriend for getting caught masterbating to Pokemon Porn—a picture of Misty sucking on Gyrados’ cock while Dragonite came deep in her pussy, to be exact—I’ve been lonely. At first, I’d had some sort of dream or vivid hallucination.

You see, I was about to go dig out an old flesh-light when a pink pony named Pinkie showed up. It amounted to the best night of non-consensual sex involving being nearly stabbed to death of my life.

Now I wanted more. I searched the internet and discovered My Little Pony rule 34 websites that would vaporize paint off the walls with their sheer depravity. I had researched every fetish I could think of, even tried calling out Pinkie’s name. Nothing.

I would never get to see her and have guilt-free ultra-kinky sex again. I actually began to cry, which oddly enough, caused the unthinkable to happen.

“Don’t cry, Pinkie Pie is here! I came as soon as I heard you weren’t happy!” Pinkie said.

“Wha...” I turned around and sure enough, Pinkie was there with saddle bags filled to the brim with marital aids.

Pinkie twitched, mane falling straight as her tone changed. “Let’s put a smile on that face!”

“Pinkie!” I shouted. “I’m so glad to see you, let’s fuck!”

Pinkie chased me into my room and I tore my clothes off on the way. Having imaginary sex was awesome! What could possibly go wrong?

I turned around to face Pinkie when she tackled me to the floor. She immediately began grinding against my cock until it got hard enough for her. I felt her start slapping restraints on my wrists and ankles, locking my wrists to my hips and my legs spread apart.

I didn’t know, or care, how this crazy mare did it. It felt amazing, and in the end that’s all that matters.

She sat down on my cock, sliding it up into her ass. I grunted in shock at the tight, warm opening. Pinkie began to bob back and forth on my cock.

I should have noticed the hair sooner as it went half-way between curly and straight. It always seemed to precede the more frightening bits. Pinkie pulled a thick latex hood over my head that had only a single tiny air hole. I began struggling to breath, gasping for air, only making matters worse.

She continued to use her dexterity to make me screw her in the ass. It felt so good, but the burning in my lungs was distracting me. I struggled against her hastily applied restraints, gasping for air.

While my mind fought to find a way to get a normal breath of air, the muscles in my pelvis were preparing to shoot my load into that tight ass. I felt Pinkie’s hoof cover the small hole in the latex hood after I exhaled, cutting the airflow off completely.

I tried to roll around, to toss her off, as she giggled. Pinkie continued to grind on my shaft as I could feel my mind slipping somewhere else. I exploded inside her, the euphoria washing across my body and drowning my burning lungs. I couldn’t tell how long I lay there, launching my cum inside her. It felt like the longest orgasm I had ever had.

The latex hood slipped off and that first breath of fresh air nearly made me have another orgasm.

“Great,” Pinkie shouted. “Now that I’ve had my turn, it’s time for Pinkemena!”

I looked up, and to my horror, it hadn’t been the crazy half that had nearly suffocated me.

“I’m not going to enjoy this as much, am I?” I asked.

“That depends. Tell me, have you ever been inflated?” Pinkemena asked.

She turned around, smothering my face in her cooch. I felt her lean down and begin to lick my cock clean. She then began to deliver an intense blow job.

At first I just lapped at her pussy, unsure what inflation had to do with anything. I started to feel lightheaded, suspecting that I might be passing out again. My restraints were unlocked and I could feel Pinkemena sliding something smooth over my skin.

Using what can only be described as a violation of the laws of physics, she suited me up in a catsuit without taking her lips off my cock once. My entire body was compressed in latex as she slammed the breathplay hood back over my head.

I felt ready to come again, but this time it was different. I felt like I was the one being filled up, like Pinkemena was blowing air into a balloon and not sucking off my cock.

I began to notice that lightheadedness spread through my whole body, making me feel weightless. I could feel the latex stretching against my skin and realized I was inflating. She literally meant she would inflate me.

As Pinkie continued to give me a blow job I felt her bouncing up and down on my chest. I felt round and puffy. As I came, instead of shooting my sperm down her throat I felt a large popping sensation.

I began to feel as if I was floating off the ground. Something was tied around my cock to keep the air from leaking back out.

Pinkemena Diane Pie walked around the room, giggling. “I’ve always wanted a human balloon!”

Lyra in: Something I Ate. Fp/M NC ***

Lyra began to feel the pull of the portal, right on schedule. Any minute now, she would be whisked back to Equestria, her human safely inside her. Something about the way the human had bitten into her, like a predator pinning down it’s prey, had aroused Lyra in a way she’d not known possible.

Using her magic to improvise, she returned the favor and swallowed the human whole. Now, she would take him back to Equestria and make him her sex slave.

The portal flashed, instantly pulling her in. It deposited her in the middle of Transdimensional Customs.

“One Lyra Heartstrings. No saddle bags. Do you have anything to declare upon your return to Equestria?” the stallion asked.

“Nope. I don’t have any produce, soil samples, or lethal pathogens. Just like every other time you guys screen us,” Lyra quipped.

“Really? Because some unicorn is on our list for trying to smuggle video games back. And if I didn’t know better, I’d say you swallowed an entire computer.”

Lyra slumped to the floor, her mouth agape and began wailing. She cried, attracting the attention of a nearby mare.

“What’s going on here, Dusk? What’d you say to her?” the mare chided.

“What? I didn’t say anything Twinkle! I just told her she looked like she swallowed a computer!” the stallion replied.

“Dusk!” the mare chided. She went over to Lyra. “It’s okay, he didn’t mean it. You’re not fat, he’s just angry because he knows he could never get such a pretty mare with such fine curves as you.”

“D-do you m-mean it?” Lyra sobbed.

“I do honey, now go on ahead. He won’t be doing any more screening until he completes an HR course on sexual harassment in the workplace.”

“T-thank you.”

“Now, Dusk, follow me!” the mare shouted, leading him away.

Lyra hurried home, her human safely stored in her tummy. On her way she ran into Fluttershy, who was crying while tending to a small squirrel. Normally that’d be pretty normal for the pegasus, but Lyra stopped to make sure.

“Hey, Fluttershy, you ok?” Lyra asked.

“No. I had to leave my human before I was done playing, and everypony says not to get attached because you can’t bring them back. . . but I loved him. He was like my baby,” Fluttershy explained.

Lyra grinned. “I know how you can smuggle him across,” she whispered.

Fluttershy smiled and looked into her eyes. “How?”

Lyra leaned in closer. “I swallowed mine to get him to come along. I can cast the spell on you, then you can smuggle your human through customs so they won’t know you broke the rules.”

“I. . . you’d do that for me? Don’t you hate humans?” Fluttershy asked.

“Yeah, of course I do. This human is alright though, he’s much more aggressive than the others. Last time I went to Earth I got some 22 year old who was playing some game called World of Warcraft. He saw me and broke down crying, rocking in a corner. Humans are pathetic, I just got lucky.”

Fluttershy leaned in, putting a hoof on Lyra’s belly. It looked like she were pregnant. She felt something move inside. “Oh, Lyra thank you. Thank you so much! I’ll stop by later and see if I can get Twilight to pull strings and have me sent back early!”

Lyra continued on her way home, walking through the front door not a moment too soon. “Whew, you’re a lot heavier than I thought. Time to come out!”

Lyra’s horn glows, quickly causing her to regurgitate the human. He’s covered in a thick layer of slime, but unharmed.

The human slowly rolls around, realizing he is free again. “Oh, my head. . .”

Bon Bon walked in and gasped. “Lyra! It’s a human! A real human!” She runs over and begins examining him.

“Hah, yeah guess I was wrong when I told you I couldn’t get you a human for your birthday,” Lyra said.

“Oh thank you so much! I’ve always wanted my very own human. You always take such good care of me Lyra, but how’d you smuggle him across?”

“Oh that’s easy, I cast a spell and swallowed him.”

“Swallowed? Lyra that sounds horrible!” Bon Bon said.

“Nah, it actually feels amazing, want to try?”

“You mean. . . I can swallow him and he’ll be okay?”

“Yeah, of course. He’s also sorta our sex pet now so we can do all kinds of fun stuff! Oh, and when he sinks his fangs in during the sex it feels so good. . .”

Bon Bon put a hoof to her chin for a moment. “Well, I’d love to cover him in some baking chocolate first, but now I’m curious. Go ahead and cast the spell!”

Lyra’s horn glows and Bon Bon feels her mouth and throat tingling.

The human rolls over and looks up at the tan pony who is licking her lips. “Huh? What happened?”

“Shh,” Lyra says. “You’re out pet now, and Bon Bon wants to see how you taste.”

“Oh no—”

The human is cut off as Bon Bon puts her mouth around his head. Lyra heads off to take a shower while Bon Bon enjoys her new treat.

Soarin in: Meet The Parents Mp/F C ***

You spent most of the two weeks since Soarin visited trying various toys. Some stores offered toys large enough to simulate the stallion that had visited you, but they weren’t the same. Nothing could fill you up like he did.

You didn’t care how, but you were going to find him again. There was no joy left to be had in sex without him, and your life sucked enough without the dismal fate of knowing you’d never have amazing sex again.

Luckily, you were about to get another visit from him with the opportunity of a lifetime.

You were poking at the carrots on your plate that were leftover from dinner. You eyed one of them longingly, when you heard a loud noise from the bedroom. You nearly tripped as you launched yourself out of the chair and sprinted for the bedroom.

Bursting through the door you find Soarin, in the familiar wonderbolt outfit.

“Soarin!” you shout.

“Hey. . . you know, I never did get your name,” Soarin said.

“It’s Mary, Mary Sue.”

“Hmm, don’t like it. . . we’ll have to get you a more normal name like Rose Petal or Starry Skies.”

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Well, odd as this may sound, I want to see you more than just once every few weeks. What we had was special, and I was wondering if you’d like to come visit Equestria with me.”

“Is that possible?”

“That’s where it gets tricky,” he explains. “You see, humans aren’t allowed to come back. In fact, I’m not sure what they’d do if they caught one sneaking through. Ponies, on the other hoof, are always welcome in Equestria. . .”

You think about it for a moment. “Wait, so if I can’t go as a human you’re suggesting I go as a pony? How would I trick them into thinking I’m a pony?”

Soarin pulls a bottle out of his saddlebag, setting the azure potion on the ground. “That’s the easy part. I had to call in a few favors, collect some things, and I got a zebra I know to make this potion. I paid well for it, and she’s always done right by me in the past. . . if you drink it, then you should be turned into a pegasus mare.”

“And if things don’t work right?” you ask.

“Well, it could turn you into a zombie velociraptor. The odds of that are like, one in ten, so I doubt it’ll happen!”

You nibble on your lip, weighing the pros and cons. Pros: tons of pony sex with Soarin. Cons: Leaving your life behind to live on another planet. Pros: Largest cock you’ve ever known inside your now-smaller pony body. Cons: Your family wondering where you vanished too. Pros: No more taxes, traffic, or idiot human boyfriends. Cons: No more cheeseburgers.

“Do they have fetish stores where you come from? Latex and stuff?” you ask.

“Of course, but if you agree you can’t really take much back with you. Customs will think we visited Earth for a three-way but they’ll still confiscate anything you bring back that we don’t already have in Equestria.”

“So this means we’re dating, I’m not gonna get to the other side and find out you have a wife and kids?”

Soarin chuckles. “No, I don’t. I’m sorta famous where I come from but I can’t stand all the fan-mares constantly chasing me. You, on the other hoof, are pretty awesome and I think we should basically rut each other’s brains out when I’m not doing air shows.”

You walk over and lift up the bottle, examining it. “Hmm, well, they say you only live once. What the hell.”

You pop the cork off and begin to drink it. “Now what?” you ask.

“You might want to take your clothes off, they’ll just tear anyway.”

You take off your clothes leaving them in a pile. You suddenly realize someone is going to have to come pack up all your stuff, explain why you’ve vanished. A feeling of guilt begins to run through you.

“I may have been a tad hasty. . . what will everyone think when I’m gone? They could find out about your existence!” you say.

“Don’t worry, when we get back we’ll tell them there was an accident. They have people that can come clean this all up for us.”

“That’s sounding a tad creepy. I’m no—not so sure anymore.”

Sorain walked over to you. Sitting down allowed him to brush your cheek. “It’s okay.”

You smile and feel all the hairs on your body standing up. Your skin is tingling and soon the goosebumps are replaced by ultra-fine hairs. Looking down, you see faint pink hairs on your belly. They tickle, and soon notice them spreading and darkening. Soon, a light blue coat of hairs has covered your body.

You smile, realizing your jaw feels different. You begin to feel your face with your fingers, realizing that the pulling sensation you are now feeling is your face elongating into a muzzle. Your nose rounds out, turning cold and wet.

You try to feel your ears with your fingers but the tingling is so intense you can no longer move them. Looking at them, you see two hooves shaped like small suction cups. You’re able to bend them in ways a hoof shouldn’t be able to bend. Your entire arm is tingling and you realize it’s even more flexible than when you were human.

A shiver runs down your spine as you feel something painful tearing the skin on your back. Large bumps form, before something bursts through. Looking behind you reveals two wings beginning to grow feathers, twitching gently.

You look back at soarin who suddenly seems taller. A quick glance around reveals that you have shrunk down to his height. A focused tingling starts to burn around your tailbone. You lean forward, allowing room for the change to occur. You feel long hairs being pushed out of your skin as new muscles attach near your tailbone.

In moments you have a long minty green tail to compliment the light azure fur over the rest of your body. You feel your hair falling out of your head, with a stripe of longer green hair spreading along your spine.

Your feet are the last thing you feel changing, being drawn in shorter and rearranged into those of a pony. You close your eyes as they begin to tingle and burn. Opening them up once the tingling stops reveals your two emerald eyes to Soarin.

You notice Soarin has taken off his flight suit. You try to stand up on your new legs, ending up in a tangled heap on the floor. Your balance is all wrong.

You notice him smiling and watching patiently. You manage to right yourself and sit up. “How will—” You stop, noticing your voice is now higher pitched and more equine. “How will I go back to Equestria with you?

“Wow, you look beautiful. When the spell triggers to bring me back, it’ll also bring back any other nearby ponies,” Soarin explained. “I suppose I should teach you how to walk a little better, and when you’re feeling up to it, we can spend the rest of the night making love.”

You look at his erect dick, and back at your moist pussy. If he filled you up before, then it’s likely you’ll feel fit to burst now that you’re smaller. Already you’re forgetting about those you’ve left behind. You and Soarin are going to spend the rest of your lives having amazing kinky sex.

Fluttershy in: Mother May I? Fp/M NC *****

Fluttershy arrived back to find the apartment in good order. She was grateful the foalmula must have worn off her human, allowing him to resume his normal life. She had never intended to leave him laying in the middle of his floor in a diaper.

She found him watching a television in his living room. “Oh, my baby!”

“Gah!” he cried out. “What are you doing back here? I lost my job thanks to you!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. . . um, if it’s okay with you I’d like to make it all better.”

He tried to be angrier, recalling how sick he had gotten when he forced himself to eat a hamburger. He remembered how the only things in his mind were the four laws of pony sex. Even now, he just wanted to make Fluttershy happy.

“Your stare, whatever you did ruined me!”

“Oh um. . . I’m sorry. . . if it’s okay with you, come back and Twilight can fix it!”

He wanted to say no, and quickly averted his gaze so she couldn’t stare at him again. The only thing he could think of though was the final rule. He had to make Fluttershy happy. “Ok.”

“Oh wonderful, now, I just need you to get naked and lay down so I can smuggle you home,” Fluttershy explained.

“I’d really rather not,” he said as his body obediently did so anyway.

“Oh dear, you’re right, that stare really packed a punch,” she giggled.

Now that he was undressed he mumbled to himself about how much his life sucked.

“Do you know why I like babies? Why I’ve always wanted one?”

“No,” he replied. “I feel like you’re going to tell me anyway.”

“Babies are so innocent and happy. They don’t have to worry about a job, or paying bills. Nopony ever yells at them or makes them feel bad. Wouldn’t you like to spend the rest of your life happy?” Fluttershy asked.

“Sure, everyone does, but what about T.V. and sex and fast food? There are plenty of happy things in life.”

Fluttershy circled around him as he lay naked, obediently, on the floor. “Oh sure, but wouldn’t it be better to have somepony who loves you unconditionally? Who gets your food, who plays with you, who takes care of every aspect of your life?”

He noticed her staring at him again, but it was already too late to look away. “No, I like being an adult. . .”

“Tell me, are you happy? Before I got here, were you?” Fluttershy asked.

“No, but that’s besides the poi—”

“And when we had sex were you happy?”

“Well, yeah for a few minutes I mean that’s kinda how sex works for dudes,” you explain.

“Now, when I fed you your bottles, were you happy?”

He closed his mouth as he lay on the floor. He had never felt so happy and peaceful as when he had been a baby. All the worries of his life, all his cares, had melted away. Each time Fluttershy smiled, he felt ecstasy. When she fed or burped him, he wanted the moment to never end. Whatever she had done to him, it had made him happy. That scared him.

“I asked you a question,” Fluttershy said, still staring into his eyes. “Were you happy?”

“. . .yes,” he answered.

“Great! So we’re in agreement. You’ll live a much happier life as my baby and I’ll finally get the baby I could never have.”

Fluttershy pulled a bottle out of her saddlebag. “This bottle is special, extra strength. You’re going to drink it now, and while we wait for it to kick in I’m going to get you ready to smuggle home. Lyra showed me how.”

“Wait, how again are you gonn—”

Fluttershy interrupts him by shoving the bottle in his mouth. He has no choice but to begin drinking it, as the power of the stare is still suppressing his will.

His body fills with warmth as he reverts to a blissful state of a newborn baby. He begins giggling and cooing, finally free of the stare to move around.

“Good, now for the best part. In order for you to really be my baby, I have to give birth to you. And to smuggle you across, well, mommy needs her baby boy to go for a ride.

He lays on the floor in horror, trapped in his mind. The foalmula is quickly wiping out all his adult thoughts and emotions. He’s returning to that blissful state, unsure if he’ll ever return to normal. In a few minutes, he won’t even remember he ever was an adult.

Fluttershy stands over his feet, pulling the lips of her pussy apart with her hooves. She leans down, resting her pussy over his feet. She begins to push down, enveloping his feet in her pussy

Fluttershy sits back, beginning to tug at the adult human, pulling him into her cooch. He can feel her vagina spreading, then tightening on his ankles. The muscles are pulling him inside of her womb.

While he stares in horror, struggling to maintain some shred of his old self, Fluttershy begins moaning. “Ooh. . . good baby, come to Mommy.”

The pussy has climbed it’s way up to his knees. Each contraction brings him deeper into her womb. The adrenaline is giving him the strength to fight the foggy haze, but he is still too dumbstruck to speak.

Fluttershy’s pussy spreads over his rigid cock, pulsing against it as she pulls him even deeper inside. He has gone limp, his mind no longer remembering what it is like to be sexually aroused. He flails his arms, trying to stop her.

Fluttershy tucks his hands into her pussy, trapping them in its grip. Fluttershy is now up past his waist, his legs folding up inside the womb. She leans over to kiss him on the forehead. “Such a good little baby, we’ll have so much fun together!”

She moans loudly as her vagina passes his shoulders, plopping down on his neck firmly. She stops taking him in while she has an earth-shattering orgasm. He finds himself unable to breathe during the orgasm, finally she stops. Fluttershy pulls the rest of him in.

He finds himself in a stuffy womb, and begins crying. The last vestiges of his humanity and adulthood stripped from him.

“Now now, don’t cry. Mommy is going to deliver you on the other side. I have a crib and toys and everything prepared for you!”

He continues to cry from within her womb, and Fluttershy begins to sing.

“Hush now, quiet now,

it’s time to lay your sleepy head

Hush now, quiet now,

it’s time to go to bed. . .”

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