The Mane-iac's Triumph

Zapp thrashed in her bonds, crying out incoherently as she tugged and twisted around in the odd rig into which she had been forced. It was very like a series of chains attached to a metal ring that surrounded her middle about a foot out. It was currently locked, but could serve to rotate her body onto her back, without interrupting access to either the front or rear. Her chest and back were sandwiched by padded projections that allowed for a comfortable rest while her hooves were off the ground. Her wings were well hobbled, and her tail was pulled up and away, to show that her uniform had been torn in the back.

The rest of her attire looked reasonably complete, save one small detail. She wasn't wearing her empowering necklace. “I know you're up there, Mane-iac!” She screamed, trying to force her head up past the binding keeping her from looking up. “I'm gonna kick your sorry flank into a lightning storm! Gimme back my necklace and quit being a coward! You know you're no match for me!”

“Nopony's a match for you, that's why the boss took this little trinket,” Said a stallion's voice from outside of Zapp's field of vision. The speaker took his time to step around to Zapp's head. He was a unicorn, long, lank, and practically without any muscle at all. He was white, like the rest of the Mane-iac's henchponies. His hair was basic black, cut and parted with a cowlick at the back. He had on a pair of glasses, braces, an overbite and a scattering of speckles on his face that looked like freckles, or acne. He was using his magic to slowly twirl Zapp's necklace.

“Let go of my necklace you scrawny nerd!” Zapp spat, thrashing anew in her bonds. “It doesn't work for anypony but me. And even if it did it wouldn't make you awesome and strong. It's magic, but nothing is that magic.”

The stallion scowled at the verbal abuse and slipped on the necklace. As stated it did nothing for him. But he still rubbed at it and waved it in Zapp's face. “Maybe it doesn't do anything, but you can't stop me from wearing it. What's the matter, Zapp? Not as awesome as you thought?”

“I'm the most awesome Power Pony! I even have my own action figure!” Zapp shouted, snapping at the stallion as the necklace came close enough that she thought she could bite it. “So what if you're wearing it? I told you it doesn't work for anypony else, and it can't make you awesome. You're just a skinny weakling, a dorky nerd who can't do anything!”

“I know you have an action figure, three, plus a Neighponese variant. I have all of them, mint in box. Plus posters, the lunch box, the trading cards and the autographed promotional photo,” The nerdy stallion said, with a sudden manic glee. “I have everything, because you really are the best Power Pony. I'm a minion because I wanted to see you work. I just never thought I'd get a chance to live out the ultimate henchpony fantasy, raping a superheroine!”

Zapp had been stifling laughter at the dorky outburst but looked shocked and angry at the conclusion of the delighted statement. “What?! That's... you're... you're sick! You nasty little weakling pervert! Like a scrawny nerd like you could ever hope to even get it up!”

“Keep talking! I may be just a scrawny nerd, but I'm in charge here!” The stallion shouted, using his magic to release the ring's anchor, letting him rotate Zapp onto her back. That revealed that the belly of her outfit had also been torn out, releasing her moderate teats into the air. The nipples were already perky and the globes wobbled a little as the ring was anchored again.

“H-hey! Watch it, nerd! I'm a famous, awesome super pony! You're just a little twig I get to beat up a lot!” Zapp shouted, bucking around and twisting her body in her secure bonds. She struggled again as the chains moved along, leaving her belly area clear of obstructions to really show off her teats.

“No, you're an angry bitch that gets too violent. You're probably dumb as a box of hair, too,” The stallion said, spitting directly in Zapp's face. Her desire for notoriety meant she did not wear any kind of mask, a fact that left the bridge of her nose and lips splattered with saliva.

“Bucking dork! Come on and let me out! I'll show you... come on! I'll headbutt you so hard, it'll send your horn growing inward!” Zapp screamed, shaking her head rapidly to try and flick off the saliva.

“You're not getting out of that, you mindless bitch. You're gonna pay for all the shit you've done,” the stallion growled. The effect was lessened by his dorky look and scrawny body. He used his magic to lift up a broad belt, made of black pleather, looking thick and wide, a step down from a strop.

“What's that? Gotta put on your pocket protector and go play your dice-rolling ga- AHHH!” Zapp's abusive harangue was interrupted as the belt was magically lashed out, slapping hard across both of her perky nipples and across the tops of the fleshy mammary mounds. “B-buck! What the buck was that? You perverted freAAAAH!” The belt lashed out again and slapped heavily across her teats again.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you? What's the matter? I thought you were unstoppable. Not so tough without your magic trinket, are you?” The stallion taunted, lashing more abusive smacks across Zapp's wobbling, vulnerable peaks. Even with all the strikes not a single mark was raised on the jiggling flesh. Not a welt, not a bruise, not a darkening of the flesh.

“You surprised me, that's all! I'm a Power Pony. I'm immune to harm,” Zapp said proudly, puffing out her chest. She cried out again as the broad belt smacked across her teats, letting out another loud, ringing slap. “But I can still feel it, dork! Cut it out! You're just pissing me off!”

“Feel this!” The stallion shouted, taking a single, firm slap with the belt between Zapp's spread legs. The sound rang dully, and the stallion eagerly peered at the result. As with the teats, no bruising or welts, but Zapp's stricken sex, which had been shiny and moist after all the teat work, was sopping wet, dripping with juice. “Mmm, all that, not a bruise. Like I knew. I know all your stats, so I knew this would just get you off...”

“Freak! You're a giant freak!” Zapp grunted out, seething between her teeth. The magical field worked the ring around her again, turning her back around. Her body shuddered as cool wind blew over her slapped pussy and teats.

“Speaking of freaks...” The stallion said, holding up the belt in front of her face. He showed her the smear of juice that was spread across the surface and lightly dripped down. “”I'm a bit of a freak myself...”

“That proves nothing! And what do you mean freak?” Zapp's angry questioning ended as a deep, resonant, meaty slapping sound rang around the cylinder. Her eyes widened in fear, surprise, and not a little lust, as the skinny geek came around to the front and turned to the side, to show off his dropped dick. The white flesh nearly touched the ground as it drooped, and nearly went to his chest as he pulled his muscles and slapped it hard against his underside. It was firming up well, covered in angry-looking standing veins that throbbed with blood, in possession of a giant flare. Backing it was a set of testicles like two oversized oranges. “What?!”

“Nature is sometimes kind. Yes my body may be thin and lank, I may have no muscles, braces, glasses... but my brain is titanic, and my endowments are the envy of muscle-headed idiots,” The stallion said in a haughty tone, swishing his scrawny ass as she walked past Zapp's face, making his impossibly oversized rod swing wildly.

“N-no way! That's fake! You musta put on some kinda rubber dick you made in those dumb cosplay groups,” Zapp insisted, pulling back in her bods, her eyes darting around, with frequent, furtive glances at the huge organ.

“Oh no, you're not that fortunate. This is completely real. Feel!” The nerdy stallion reared up and waved his erection in Zapp's face, noting with some pleasure that her eyes followed it, nearly against her will. With a sudden twist of his hips he slapped the heavy pole of meat against one cheek. “Ngh! Feel it? Nice and warm.”

Zapp looked shocked by the sudden, daring smack. She turned a snarl on the impudent stallion and shook her head. “What the buck you creep?! You... slapped me in the face with a dick! Think this is a game? I'll show you!”

The geeky male just looked down on Zapp with a grin, while his cock continued to throb before him. The head had grown shiny with leaking precum, the angry reaction prompting more of a bubbling spitting of the hot, thin fluid. It slid over the fat head and flowed slowly down the pulsing length. He twisted his hips again and gave Zapp another slap across her cheek, then quickly turned to lay down a second right after.

Both slaps were wet with flowing pre, leaving bit splotches of dripping moistness on her cheeks, following in a thinning trail towards her mouth. “Still think it's a rubber toy? Well, Zapp? Convinced?”

“This can't be happening! I use the power of nature and I know it's not supposed to give a giant dick like that to a worthless little nerd like you! It was magic, wasn't it? It's a magical spell that turned your little shriveled carrot into that thing!” Zapp shouted, a blush burning on her pre-smeared cheeks, and her eyes following the waving cock around like it had hypnotized her.

“It's magic. The magic of nature. Genetics. I happened to get luck with the recombination of alleles. Isn't science great?” The cheeky unicorn strolled back behind Zapp, levitating the belt once more to lay several slaps across her vulnerable backside, watching the tight, toned flesh dimple and return to proper shape. “Speaking of recombination of alleles...”

“Ugh! Talk normal, dork! Quit trying to sound like you're hacking up a stupid textbook,” Zapp demanded, trying to turn her head to look at her tormentor.

“Very well, I'll put it in simple terms even a brain-negative jock like you can get. I don't have contraceptives of any variety around here. I'm going to forcibly fuck you and lay a big load of semen in you. And probably get you pregnant,” The stallion stated, rearing up and placing his hooves on Zapp's backside. The broad tip of his impossibly large pole ground hard against her sopping-wet snatch. “Any objections?”

“N-no! No way! You're not putting that thing in me!” Zapp screamed, wrenching her body in every possible direction, hoping to find the one weakness in her bondage. “This is wrong! Jocks don't get the business from geeks! You can't! Don't you- AHH!” The screaming resistance turned into simple screaming as Zapp's pussy was pried open by a hard, unforgiving thrust. The stallion had no muscle mass, but he had enough leverage, and had gotten Zapp aroused enough, to push his fat crown past her lips and into her squirming, clutching passage.

“How does it feel, jock?” The stallion groaned out. His hips gamely thrust against the token squeeze that tried to keep him out of Zapp's depths. But each roll and push of his hips found a little rolling inward pull. “I always wanted to screw one of the mares on the wrestling squad or the skyball team. Now I'm doing even better than that...” His throbbing member was slowly being swallowed by Zapp's hot and muscular passage.

“I nnngh... never would have bothered to spit on you in school...” Zapp seethed, her eyes closed tight and teeth clenched as she fought to keep herself from being invaded. “How are you doing this? Why can't... what kind of magic are you using now?”

“Your magic, against you,” The stallion huffed, squeezing Zapp's toned flanks to give himself more grip as he pulled himself slowly into her sex. “I knew nature magic would turn against you. It wants to have pleasurable sex. It's turning on you because you're turned on. Squeeze all you want by the magic you use to fight is making you want more and more of this...”

“Stupid nature powers!” Zapp screamed as the extra-thick medial ring pushed past her trembling inner lips. “I knew I should have been the one with freaky mutant strength!” Her body shuddered as a small wave of pleasure passed over her, the consequence of her passage 'swallowing' the ring and a grind from the vein-rubbed shaft against her greatly engorged and sensitive clit.

The stallion violating her was enjoying the inadvertent effects of those same powers. His freakish cock was repeatedly bathed in warmth and massaged by Zapp's silken insides. He rolled and stabbed his hips when he felt the passage opening for him, wedging more of it open wider than it ever had been. He was approaching the base of his organ but never arrived. His thick head mashed solidly against Zapp's cervix, smearing a heavy mix of her own fluids and his precum against it. “C-come now! Be reasonable... you should be begging me to knock you up. My brains and your brawn would make for an amazing child!”

The little matter of finding her deepest barrier didn't upset the stallion overmuch. He just pulled back with what strength he could muster and rammed forward, the combination of tight squeezing and low muscle mass meaning he only bumped roughly off of her inner barrier, but it was enough to send his titanic testes thumping against Zapp's engorged clit. The forced moans and grunts of unwanted delight were music to his ears, driving his thrusts and raising his lust.

He maintained the rhythm and the action, every few thrusts halted so he could grind and flick his tip against her cervix; threatening, promising. He was lost in the delight of finally screwing a jock mare, like he had always wanted. Added to it was the pleasure of forcibly pleasuring a rival, his diametric opposite. He was deaf to the threats and demands she made while he got himself off, and he had nothing left to say. She knew what was going to happen.

It happened like a bolt of lightening, the sudden orgasmic peak hitting him with a force and level of delight that he had never experienced before, in all his mundane and magical exercises in onanism. He was giving another solid thrust, another testicle-tapping to her clit, another savoring of the warm, trembling walls working his pole. All of a sudden his balls drew up, his rear flexed automatically and his whole body tightened. A staggered, groaning moan poured out of his mouth as he unloaded a thick blob of sperm-rich semen in a heavy splatter against Zapp's cervix.

The first wad was hardly the last, several extra-heavy, hot and oozing loads hitting for the force of his previous thrusts. After a few of those shots he got enough muscular control back to start smearing that thick foal batter against her inner barrier. His oversized organ acted as a plug, keeping his seed in and leaving no place for it to go but into Zapp's womb, and to fill in the plugged space.

Her belly was starting to swell just a touch before he pulled out with a sharp release of breath and a shuddering moan. The loss of a plug sent heavy wads of pony paste out of her quim, forced out in a thick gush by the clench of her walls. Even with the impressive load pooling on the floor and hanging in thick, viscous strands from her gaping sex there was still plenty packed into her.

The nerdy stallion staggered back on wobbly legs, eyes wide and breath panting hard. Zapp snarled once she felt the modest weight off her back and shook her ass to try and throw off the streamers of semen. “We done here, dork?”

It took a moment for the stallion to catch his breath and answer, his horn glowing as he opened a door in the cylinder. “The boss... wanted you to have... more than one...”

Into the room stepped an earth pony. He was likewise lacking in muscle, but his lankness was the result of age. His wrinkles were plentiful but his body was wizened and sere, like an old leaf. He made his way to Zapp's rear slowly, a perverted smile on his ancient face. “Never thought I'd get the chance to have a mare like you again...”

As Zapp thrashed and angrily yelled about the elder pony putting his hooves on her toned hips Mane-iac yanked Hum Drum along. “Your friend has been suitably taken care of. You have some more still in the process of being given what I think they deserve.”