The Anthology of Fetish

"Stupid Berry Punch!!" A young Mare shouted, tossing about her hard cider mug around, spilling a bit of the contents on the tavern table. "Stealing him away from me. He was my special somepony. When I'm mayor, your flank will get kicked out of Ponyville. Mayor is in my name, YOU HEAR THAT?! MY NAME!!"

"Uh excuse me?" The stallion bartender walked over to Mare. "You've been drinking a lot of cider, and though we appreciate your patronage, you're making too much noise and we have to ask you to leave."

"Excuse me?!" Mare asked in her buzzed anger. "You know who I am? I'm gonna be the mayor!" Mare then looked the bartender over. "And what's you name sexy? I'm sure you would love my future office."

"My name is Lucky Clover...but that's not important! Get out!" Lucky Clover shouted at Mare.

Mare wandered about the empty and dark streets of Ponyville in her near drunk stupor.

"Bucking Slut! Berry Punch!" Mare shouted and started crying a little. "She knew he was mine, or was going to be, then she had to go on her drunk run and fuck my soon to me special somepony. Bucking slut! I HOPE YOU GET PREGNANT! YOU WHORE!!"

After about a near hour of mindless wandering, Mare reached Sweet Apple Acres.

"Maybe there's cider there." Mare said, sneaking onto the farm.

After raiding the Cider cellar, Mare drank herself into a drunken depression. All her thoughts turned dark, all her hopes and dreams became depression and sorrow. Eventually, she couldn't even hold onto the mugs anymore and her body soon became soaked in cider.

"What's the point in going on?" Mare said to herself. "Maybe I should just end it now, nopony loves me."

Mare took another chug, and staggered out of the cellar, eventually wandering into the Everfree forest. Mare's drunken stupor was still a loud one. Shouts of sorrow and hatred towards her coltfriend stealing friend echoed through the forest. Eventually, Mare came across a large tree, but besides the tree was a small hut. It looked cozy and built into the tree.

"And who the buck would live out here!?" Mare continued her shouting and howling of sorrow.

Suddenly the door burst open and an angry teenage Zecora stomped her way out of her hut.

"What is this noise that howls like a mad Timberwolf Pup?" Zecora asked, then saw the drunken Mare. "Hey you! SHUT THE BUCK UP!"

"No! You shut up!" Mare argued the zebra. "I can shout in the forest all I want!"

"Only if you want to become some beast's dish." Zecora calmed down. "Do you have a death wish?"

"I don't care anymore." Mare's shouts became a crying stupor again. "Nopony loves me and I'm all alone on Heart's and Hooves Day for bucks sake!"

Zecora let out a deep sigh, and after a few moments of thought, an idea sparked. "Just because I can't let such a deep sorrow blossom, I maybe have the cure for your problem."

"Really?!" Mare's eyebrow raised. "And how would you do that?"

"First stop all your shouts and snaps." Zecora first instructed. "Then take a deep breath and relax."

"Okay." Mare sniffled a bit, still buzzed but was able to take a deep breath. "What now?"

"Oh roho wanaokaa ndani ya miti na mizabibu." Zecora chanted in her cultural language, several light and dark green rings of magic encircled her and the nearby trees. "Asafishe mawazo yake ya giza na hofu kutokana na hii akili mare."

The green magic then vanished within the trees as if they were soaked into the wood.

"So what happens next?" Mare asked, but then she jumped a bit when she felt something slither against her rear hoof.

"Just do your best to stay quiet." Zecora warned in a kind manner. "For I wish to not be woken up by your loud riot."

Zecora then closed the door and the sound of some kind of locking noise was the last thing Mare heard from the hut. Looking around, Mare saw that there were a lot of vines around her.

"Were those always there?" Mare asked.

Just then, Mare felt another slithering but this time it was up her legs and arms. Too late to get out of the way, Mare found she was being held down by the tree vines that lay around her.

"What the bu-" Mare tried to shout but her mouth was stuffed with a vine.

But despite the sudden feeling and molestation, the vines were sending a tingling feeling through Mare's body. The vines on her arms and legs were gently caressing and rubbing her and the vine on her tongue was sticky with some mind numbing tree sap. It wasn't long before Mare's body tingling spread to a now growing wet place. Only able to quietly moan and look behind her the best she could, Mare saw several vines were aiming towards her flank and holes. But they remained at that ready but none moved in.

'This is so disgusting!' Mare thought but her tongue kept playing and lathering the vine in her mouth with saliva. 'But why is this turning me on so much?'

The vines then seemed to notice how Mare was getting a little wet around her marehood. As if some signal was given, the first of the sap soaked vines struck at Mare's pussy lips. Sliding up and down between them but not penetrating them. Mare's body tingled with the sudden rubbing, shivers of delight ran through her. Without realizing it, she had already begun to move her hips on her own. Her lower lips becoming wetter and more aching for a deep thrusting. Swaying her hips to and fro, Mare was all but begging for more.

"It seems she still craves more." Zecora said to herself, watching from her window, her hoof wet and rubbing her pussy lips. "Let's hope this experience does not break this whore."

The vines pulled away and with a sudden thrust, ram one vine deep between Mare's tight pussy lips. The girth of the vine was less than an average stallion, but it reached her womb with one thrust and the sap that was soaking into her pussy canal made her body feel tight and hot. Mare wanted to scream, but the vine in her mouth and on her tongue could only allow a slutty moan to escape. The vine in her pussy began to pick up pace, becoming faster and faster with each new thrust. For some reason, the more it thrust, the thicker it was becoming, but Mare didn't care anymore. Soon a smaller vine, lubed with sap slowly began to wedge its way into Mare's tight tailhole. Slowly at first, but soon began to keep pace with the pussy's vine.

Mare's eyes were almost rolling to the back of her head, the vines were now holding her in the air and thrusting into her every fuck hole with such intensity, it felt as though she was going to burst. Would the vines even cum?

"She and I are becoming close to cumming." Zecora licked her pussy soaked hoof with delight. "Hopefully, like me, she can keep going."

Zecora waved her hoof in the direction of Mare and the vines became more aggressive. Small groves and bumps grew along them and while inside Mare. The sap slowly became less of a lube, and more of a stickier substance, making each thrust rougher and deeper feeling, and to add to that pleasure, the fines began to randomly twist and turn like a corkscrew while going in and out at a faster pace.

'Soooo close!!' Mare tried to shout but could only moan. 'If only these vines would-'

Before she could finish her though, another vine crept along her body tightly and ended around her next, slowly tightening its grip. Mare's eyes were fully rolled back, the pleasure was too much to take. Not only have the vines hit her most sensitive and pleasurable spots all at once, but found out one of her biggest fetishes.

"Ahhhhhhhh Mmmmhhhmmmm AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!'" Mare screamed, moaned, and gasped in the biggest orgasm she's ever felt all in one burst, that continued none stop for several minutes.

Even after her orgasm died down, the vines only went tighter, deeper, rougher, faster. They were ready to keep thrusting into Mare's sensitive, twitching, and barely conscious body until it would break. Zecora, already finishing her orgasm, licked her hoof clean of all her naughty juices she squirted and looked upon Mare.

"I believe she is done." Zecora then raised both hooves at the vines. "I better stop before she is none."

The vines responded to Zecora's spell in one final, hard, deep, thick, and sticky reaming into Mare's body. This sudden moment sent Mare's body into close to two or three additional orgasms. Her juices spraying and coating the vines a naughty, sticky, wet and smell. After that, the vines slowly lowered the now passed out Mare to the ground, removing themselves from her body.

"It seems I better bring her in before she becomes a beast's prey." Zecora stepped outside and levitated Mare's body with a pale, yet deep green aura. "I believe the ponies in Ponyville have something to say about this....oh yes, I hope you enjoyed your Hearts and Hooves Day."