The Night (That Futaloo) Lasted Forever!

Feast? What was she talking about? There was no way the head of her cock looked even close to being of a size Luna could fit in her mouth.

And yet the Princess continued to hover over Scootaloo, glancing down once or twice to the filly. More than in any of her dreams and fantasies, she ached to be inside the mare and the lingering tingling feeling that ran the length of her member was doing nothing to dampen that desire. Precum liberally drooled from her monstrous prick, quickly forming a pool around her head.

"Thou shouldst not waste this!" The Princess cooed, the sound as much as the sight confirming that she was lowering herself. "Thy nectar is far too precious to allow for anything, save a libation for thy Princess."

Luna's face inched ever closer to the throbbing organ and Scootaloo watched with rapt attention as her dark blue lips slowly parted and her tongue slipped out. It took only the most delicate of touches against the tip of the filly's cock to make her hips jolt forward--as much as they could with her massive testicles weighing her down--and a thick spattering of pre to spurt from it.

"Hnngh! P-Princess!" Scootaloo squealed, reaching out with her hooves to grab the mare and... What? Thrust her down onto that aching member? The thought did not leave when she set her eyes upon Luna's face now drenched with clear fluid. "Um... S-Sorry?"

"Be sorry more did not enter our mouth." Luna's mock tone was belied by the sly grin that tugged back her lips. "Be not afraid to offer us all of thy reserves; this is thy dream, Scootaloo and all things are possible."

The filly could only whimper weakly as she watched the Princess move back in, lips parted again and tongue out. As before, a shot of pre drenched her face but not before Luna pressed her mouth down upon the larger urethra. Scootaloo's hooves tapped at the ground but she still couldn't take her eyes from the sight of the Princess' throat undulating as she swallowed the continued flow of pre, no matter than some dribbled down over her chin to drip off.

She did not, as Scootaloo expected, stop to breathe but instead continued, bringing a hoof up to stroke along the edge of the tip. The filly grunted and squeezed down on her testicles with her hooves, no longer able to suppress the desire to fill Luna. In turn she was rewarded with a feeling she had never experienced before and could never have envisioned - Luna's tongue stopped rolling about on the almost overly-sensitive skin and instead dived into the urethra, lapping at the edges.

"Ah! Hah! Princess, it's too much!" But no matter how she cried out, Luna continued. The hoof stroked up and down just under the head of her cock, while the slippery, smooth tongue snaked about inside her penile opening. She could feel it: the flow of pre building up under against the tongue but in spite of her efforts to pull back or drive it out, Luna kept it there, slithering around.

It was only when she tapped Luna's hoof that the tongue was pulled out in a flash, sending another ripple of pleasure along the long, thick shaft. The Princess suddenly coughed and coked, precum pouring from around her lips and yet she still remained where she was. Scootaloo could hear her swallowing, hear the gentle gurgling of her stomach as it was filled. Not enough to distend her figure but that may well await her, the filly realised.

Finally, Luna relented and pulled away but only to take a deep breath and then thrust her head under the tip of Scootaloo's cock. She had been anticipating a great dollop of the fluid to land on her head but it instead was intercepted by Luna who greedily swallowed it to the drop. There was simply no resisting the filly's musky pre.

"Hmm." The Princess hummed, glancing down to Scootaloo and then back to the distended head of her cock. A grin spread over her face and suddenly her horn lit. The magical field encompassed the tip of the filly's cock and, to her surprise and slight horror, it began to shrink.

"H-Hey! What gives?" There was just enough time to ask the question before Luna stopped and Scootaloo looked back to her cock to see... not all that much difference. The pink organ still looked far beyond its normal size but when Luna moved back in towards it, it did not look quite so disproportionate to the mare's head.

"We have merely loosened the wineskin's neck; if we are to drink deeply then we must ensure that as little as possible is lost."

The mare licked her lips clean and glanced down once. There was no way she was going to...

"Hnngh! Oh buck, don't stop!" Scootaloo watched as the Princess leaned in once more, pressing her lips to the tip of her cock in a gentle kiss, tongue dancing against it in short, sweet strokes that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

The real shock came when she witnessed Luna parting her lips, pushing forwards against the fat head of her member. Warmth and wetness spread over the sensitive skin and the filly groaned loudly, bucking her hips. Two hooves rose over her elongated shaft, stroking back and forth in long, slow motions. If those massive testicles weren't weighing her down, she thought, Luna would be getting a hard going over right now.

Scootaloo's frustration only grew when Luna stopped moving forwards, struggling to fit her lips over the tip of her cock. Already, it was heavenly having the alicorn's tongue swiping all over and even pushing against her urethra again but she longed to be deeper. She needed it. Yet Luna's lips continued to push down on her with little result, save to make them press inwards towards the inside of her mouth.

"Nngh, Princess, please! Oh please, k-keep going!" Scootaloo called out, shifting her hips forwards as much as she could. Even with that, she could start to feel the resistance that she was working against. Those satin soft lips were slowly, infuriatingly slowly starting to give. She could hear the alicorn's hooves sliding against the earth with the effort of struggling on.

And then, with a muted 'pop', it was in. The sensation of the hot wetness of Luna's mouth assaulted the filly's cock, forcing another stream of pre and a hoarsely grunted oath from below. The Princess was practically hugging the shaft but despite fitting the head in, going on was proving to be just as slow. Her tongue hadn't an inch to move to work the flesh so instead she turned her efforts to sucking on it.

Inch by painstaking inch, the Princess pushed herself forward. The warmth of her mouth gave way to Scootaloo's cock poking at the back of her throat but more than that the filly could now see that Luna's own member had slipped from its sheath and now stood at full attention. The black and blue-speckled cock throbbed rhythmically, dribbling pre just out of reach of Scootaloo's waiting mouth.

Her attention was pointedly torn back to her own aching shaft upon feeling the tip press into Luna's throat. A cursory look down revealed a bulge starting to form in the alicorn's neck. Those lips formed a tight seal around her cock, not permitting the continuous stream of pre to go anywhere but down into the mare and Scootaloo squeezed her eyes shut, feeling pressure and pleasure in equal measure suddenly well up inside her.

The warmth and tightness of the Princess' mouth held not a candle to that of her throat; the muscles squeezed down on the filly's cock, drawing yet more pre from her and leaving her battling not to succumb to pleasure. As it was, she could barely keep herself together enough to spy the large bulge protruding from Luna's neck. Only when Scootaloo felt two hooves come to rest on her balls did the mare stop and hold herself there.

It was tight, so impossibly tight and a distant, rational part of Scootaloo's mind pondered upon how it was even possible. The rest was taken up enjoying both the sensation and the sight of Luna above her, so obviously enjoying this. And it was not without some measure of surprise that she heard the soft thrum of magic strike up again.

Pressure descended on the length of her shaft that Luna hadn't taken into her mouth and throat, kneading along the flesh in waves. The filly's legs twitched and jerked with the strain of having nothing to brace against. It ran the length from the medial ring down to the base and was shortly joined by a warming sensation.

"Luna!" Scootaloo groaned but the mare only made a humming sound that vibrated down the length of her cock, intermingling with the pressure in a way that was nothing short of delightful. "I won't--nngh--be able to-to hold it!"

The mare attempted to move herself around at those words but all she accomplished was reinforcing how tightly her throat gripped the throbbing invader. Pre streamed from Scootaloo's cock at the sudden burst of pleasure and Luna strove to accommodate it, unhooking a hoof from the filly to reach back and stroke her own member.

"Buck." Came a whisper from Scootaloo, holding open her mouth in the hope of catching what fell. "Bu-Oh buck it!"

The gentle magical stroking of her member was joined, at that instant, by Luna's hoof moving over and back on her swollen balls. They cried out for release, moreso when the Princess sunk her hoof in, kneading at them and Scootaloo whimpered; their weight prevented her from moving, even to sink into that gentle hoof's movements.

"Princess, I can't- I c-can't hold it!" Rather than preparing her to remove herself from on her cock, as Scootaloo had expected, Luna instead widened her magical field to encompass the filly's testicles. It was like a dozen hooves, all stroking and kneading at it, with tongues lapping at the skin...

The head of her cock swelled out, forming a perfect seal inside the Princess and Luna stomped a hind leg on the ground while rocking her hips. It was too much for Scootaloo who could only lie still as increasing waves of pleasure crashed against her. She could feel the first strands of semen running through her shaft, only to burst free and coat the inside of Luna's throat.

"Ohh, buck... Luna." She groaned, hooves dropping to her sides as she put the last of her strength into pushing her hips forward.

Scootaloo's balls ached as they pumped stream after stream of semen through her oversized cock, forcing Luna to gulp it down no matter how the flow increased. From her vantage, the filly could see the Princess' stomach start to slowly bulge outwards, gurgling quietly with the sudden flood of cum.

The magical pressure around her testicles didn't drop for an instant, nor did that which gripped her shaft. With constant stimulation pushing her on, Scootaloo's cock continued to twitch violently, shooting its musky load at a furious rate. When Luna's stomach pressed down against her cock, the filly could feel her struggling to pull back and while there was nothing she could do to aid in that she was definitely she wanted to do about it. Just watching that smooth stomach bulge with all her fluids was only heightening her orgasm.

But Luna, not quite so constrained, turned her attention to the cock that stuffed her throat. It took only a carefully threaded sliver of magic and a field extended around just the right point to start pulling the monstrous organ out; the sheer force with which the semen exited helped along the way. With a loud, wet 'schlorp' Luna pulled herself free only to find her face immediately on the receiving end of Scootaloo's ejaculation. Semen spattered across it, running in thick rivulets down her neck and chest and the mare fell back.

Scootaloo, with nothing else to hold her cock in place, was forced to grip it as well as she could, despite its throbs threatening to pull it free of her grasp. She could only watch in a mix of arousal and concern as thick strings of semen coursed over the entirety of Luna's body and the ground behind her. Each one that landed made her cock strain against her distended stomach with her own fluids intermingling with the filly's cum.

How long it took for her orgasm to subside, Scootaloo couldn't tell. Only that as it did, great streams of semen ran down Luna's thighs and around her head. More than that, much of it coursed over the plump blue lips that lay just below equally plump blue testicles.

"That... hah... that... Awesome." Scootaloo panted, a wide grin plastered on her face.

It took a moment longer before she heard the sound of Luna shuffling back onto her hooves and then was accompanied by the muted sloshing of her stomach as she ambled around to look down at the filly and her slowly softening cock.

"Awesome indeed." She declared, looking Scootaloo over. "Thy performance was most... awesome. As was thy volume."

"Just... just gimme a... minute and..." But Luna's horn started to glow and with it came the familiar pressure around her member. "W-... What?"

"There is little cause to wait." The warmth started to radiate out from there, across Scootaloo's whole body and the filly gasped, her exhaustion suddenly giving way to restlessness. "What one wills within a dream can be made manifest."

And sure enough, her cock had returned to its previous erect state, replete with a pleasant arousal as if she hadn't just orgasmed moments ago.

"Is... mmph, is that why you could... suck on it for so long?" Luna nodded, a small smile growing on her lips. "So... What else can we do?"

The Princess stood back, looking over the filly before responding. "As we spoke of earlier, thou wert much larger in thy dreams. To mount us."

Despite what had just passed between them, Scootaloo still felt her cheeks darken. Mounting the Princess... The real, actual Princess Luna! Her balls churned anew, waiting to be emptied with far more delight.

"We believe we may recreate that..." More and more, whenever she saw the alicorn's horn light up with magic, Scootaloo felt excitement than unease.

Sure enough, the magical field that slowly encompassed her was not followed by the sudden swelling of energy as before but had instead the same tingling that accompanied Luna's growth magic. It started at the tips of her hooves, something like a light tickle and Scootaloo giggled softly. Luna could only smile and close her eyes, working her magic.

The tingling spread inwards, up through her legs and into her chest and stomach then down to her testicles and cock; finally up to her head and Scootaloo watched on with rapt attention.

Her legs were the first to start with the hooves widening at their tips and then moving upwards, followed by a sort of warmth. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling but was one the filly was at odds to describe; the bone and sinew stretched outwards, lengthening her legs as well as starting to widen significantly.

They started to reach far above her, greater even than she had imagined herself in her fantasies.

"Uh... Luna?" She inquired but the Princess was stood there with eyes closed, ignoring her.

The warmth spread over her stomach then, pushing it down and out along with her genitals. Where before they had looked almost obscene on her now they began to grow to a point that looked positively bizarre in comparison to the rest of her body. Pushing at her cock--now almost thicker than Luna herself--with a still small hoof, Scootaloo could barely see the mare still concentrating.

"Luna?" Scootaloo asked with more force behind her call.

Upwards, the transformation moved, chest and lungs expanding. Scootaloo momentarily struggled to breath before finally feeling her head begin to... it was like a ringing in her ears, accompanied by an outward pressure, not unlike a bad headache.

"Luna, wait!" The filly recoiled at the sudden deepness to her voice but it went on, her body distending at an increasing rate. Her view now extended over the tops of the trees and buildings and thankfully the pressure that had been building in her head dissipated but not the growth that had brought it on.

Scootaloo wiggled her legs, grimacing at the weight behind them and the inertia that came with their movements. Luna was long disappeared from her view and while her member now merely rested against the top of her chest it looked to be thicker than the trunks of the trees that now appeared alarmingly small in comparison.

When finally she felt the magical field encompassing her dissipate, Scootaloo took stock of herself - awkwardly, she righted herself and came crashing onto her haunches. her cock swung up to smack loudly against her chest, launching a massive gob of pre over her withers towards the edge of town.

A small blue figure stood on the ground below but Scootaloo dared not try to lean towards it, fearing she may well topple over. Instead it took to the air and flew upwards, resolving itself into Luna as she neared Scootaloo's face.

She hovered in mid-air, looking up and down before moving in closer.

"This... We may have slightly overestimated our enthusiasm."