Chapter 1: Sexual Applications of SpongesView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 1: Sexual Applications of SpongesTwilight undid the tie of her robe and slid it off, revealing her sizable tits, as well as her massive cock. She slid into the warm bath she had run for herself, sighing as the water rose over her body. She cracked her neck and slid down in the tub until the water reached up to her philtrum. "Fuck," she thought, "today was tough." She groaned and stretched in the water, letting the heat sooth her stress away. Her mind began to catalog today's experiences, "Fluttershy came over today, but she was wear one of Rarity's dresses, yet it was far more sized toward Rarity's supple chest than Fluttershy's massive ones." As Twilight recalled her busty friend's tits straining against the tight black dress, she couldn't help but feel aroused, her massive cock hardening and peaking out from the water as it filled with blood. Twi knew she would have to deal with her erection, seeing as the blood couldn't evacuate from it once arousal began. Yet, hooves are not very effective at masturbating, so she looked around for a toy. She usually kept a heated fleshlight under the sink, yet she had brought it into her bedroom yesterday and left it under her bed. She cursed her forgetfulness, knowing that Spike was having a sleepover and she had no chance of sneaking out to grab it. And then she spotted it, a sponge sitting on the side of the tub. It had been a gift from a very strange stallion who shared his name with the object and had tried seducing her previously. She grabbed the sponge in a field of magic and dunked it into the warm water, soaking it completely before pulling it out and wrapping it around her shaft. It tickled her cock, its porous form caressing the thick pole as she slowly slid it up and down her cock. She moaned as she arched her back against the tub, slamming the sponge down on her erection again and again. Meanwhile, elsewhere in Ponyville: a pale pegasus slammed his hand of cards down on the table and rushed off, leaving his opponent very confused. He arrived at his home and locked himself in his room, knowing that this would take up a good amount of his day. He felt a tingle in his cutie mark, knowing that this meant Twilight was finally fucking his gift to her. Bathspounge laid down on his bed, pulling a box of tissues, a bottle of lube, and his heated fleshlight out from under his bed, dousing the fleshlight in lube before slamming it down on his own throbbing erection as he sealed his eyes, drifting into a trance so he could view Twi. Twilight pumped the sponge full of magic, heating it around her cock as Bathspounge finished syncing with his counterpart, allowing him to view Twi's pleasure-session. He watched in awe as Twi fucked the sponge harder than even he had while testing it out. This did nothing to stop him however, as he increased the speed of his name-brand fleshlight, imagining it was the mare he gazed upon. Speaking of Twi, she reached a hoof up to move a strand of her mane out if her face as another loud moan escaped her lips, the sponge proving to be better than the heated fleshlight she had modeled after Celestia's divine hole. She bucked her hips up against the sponge, her balls slapping against the cushiony tool. Bathspounge couldn't hold it back anymore, he slammed the toy down on his cock as he came, pumping his Twi-stand-in full of his man marmalade, some of the thick white goo drizzling out of the artificial purple vagina and onto Bathspounge, matting his fur as the cum coated his crouch. Speaking of orgasms, Twi found herself quite close to one of her own, her balls tightening up as she prepared to coat the sponge in her homemade gravy. "Here it comes," she thought as she made the sponge move so fast that it became a blur, soon making her cum in massive quantities. Luckily, her impressive rack caught most of the sperm soup, preventing her from having to wash too much of herself. She pulled the sponge off her cock as she rode down her orgasm, using the sponge for its intended purpose and soaking the cum off if her tits and cock. She lifted the sponge up, seeing that it was nearly bursting as it struggled to contain her cum. She opened her mouth and held the sponge above it, wringing the sponge in her magic field, making her cum rain down on her, most of it landing in her mouth, yet quite a good deal of it landing on her face or in her mane. Bathspounge wished he had held out longer, because that was hot as fuck. He rolled over before pulling his toy off of his cock, keeping most of his fluids inside. He sat up as brought the fleshlight to his lips, tipping it and gulping down the delicious cocktail of lube and cum before remembering her had a psychic connection to maintain. He laid back down, letting the emptied vessel of a fleshlight fall from his grasp as he stares at Twi from the view of the sponge draining into her gullet. Twilight emptied the sponge of cum and swallowed what had landed in her mouth. She licked her lips, loving the taste of her own cum. She dipped the sponge back in the water, cleaning out the droplets of cum she hadn't consumed. "Wow… I'll have to make this up to Snowflake sometime," she moaned, forgetting that the stallion she spoke of preferred Bathspounge. Speaking of that stallion, he was asleep, having drifted off in orgasmic bliss. Or perhaps poisoning, due to the fact that lube is not very edible.
Chapter 2: Inflation via Copious Quanitites of EjaculantView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 2: Inflation via Copious Quanitites of EjaculantIt was a typical day in Equestria. In a small room atop a normal looking house sat a pale pegasus by name of Snowflake. He however, resented his given name and insisted that all refer to him as Bathspounge. Having recently survived lube-poisoning, he had decided to rethink his life and actually make a move toward his life-long love, Twilight Sparkle. Speaking if the lavender mare, she was reading a book about sexually applicable spells, as she is expected to do in a clopfic. She was particularly intrigued by a spell that allowed a stallion's 'endowment' (meaning cock) to increase in size. Twilight was a bit of a size queen, her own cock reaching a delicious two feet and a half feet while hard. She just had to find a willing stallion, and she knew one who was into some pretty weird stuff. Just then, Bathspounge entered her library. "Oh, hey Snow," Twilight eagerly called back to him. "It's Bathspounge," he responds, passing of what would have normally enraged him as if it were nothing because he really wanted to fuck Twilight. "Oh, sorry." She leaves her book to walk over to her guest. "So, Bathspounge," she says with far too much slut in her voice, "what brings you here?" "To be honest, I am here to seduce you," he responds flatly. Twilight's mind explodes in excitement, yet she tries to remain looking sexy, for Bathspounge's sake. "Really?" Twi asks as she flutters her eyelashes at him, "and how do you plan on doing that?" "Well, you seem to be either way drunker than a librarian has the right to be in the middle of the day, or as into this as I am. So lets just fuck, where will you have me?" "Wow," Twi thought, "he is a sperglord. But a sexy sperglord." "Um, well," Twi starts, "I have this spell I wanna try, but it could get kinda messy, so how about the bathroom?" "Fine by me," he says before dashing up to her bathroom. Twilight follows him, bringing the book with her. "Alright," she says as she places the book down next to the sink. Spounge, get over here," she calls to him as magic drips from her horn. Spounge quickly assembles himself behind her. "Okay, this might tingle a bit," Twi cautions as she shoots a beam of magic into Spounge. And tingle it does, he soon feels his cock involuntarily growing hard beneath him, as well as simply growing, soon surpassing his normal thirty inches as it increases in thickness and length, finally topping out at four feet long and one foot thick. "Woah…" Bathspounge groans as he looks down as his monster, "radical." "Yeah it is," Twilight says as she states at his huge penis, licking her lips as she images it buried in her. She jumps into her bathtub and turns on the shower, letting the water plaster her mane to her head. "Come and get it, big boy," she teases as she shakes her plot, emulating one of the whores in Spike's naughty videos. Bathspounge makes short work of coming and getting it, leaping into Twi's shower and mounting her, ramming his cock into her positively sopping pussy. Twi moaned as the cock pushed into her, a large bulge pushing up her chest. She reached down to start jerking her dick before remembering that she had removed it with magic earlier, just in case he wasn't into that. Bathspounge was slightly sad she had removed her cock, yet he said nothing about it, just in case she wasn't into that. He rammed his hips forward farther, penetrating her well into her chest as his balls slapped against her tits, which were only slightly smaller. "Oh FUCK yes!!! Make me your fucking cock-sleeve!" Twilight moans loudly, practically screaming as her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue hanging out as a latge drop of drool falls out, splashing onto the shower floor. He grabs her around her waist, pivoting his hips rapidly, filling her tight cunt with cock, threatening to tear her as his artificially large cock slams into her. Twilight hugs the bulge his cock forms against her chest, snuggling her face against his flare through the skin of her tummy like a baby wolf snuggling up against his mother who he hasn't realized was shot by a hunter. • • • Twilight cums for at least the 12th time, yet nopony knows for sure, her brain having lost all rationality somewhere between 4 and 5, the only thought running through her brain now is how unbelievably good she feels as Bathspounge's massive stallionhood ravishes her. As her body constricts around his cock, Bathspounge finally cums, blasting Twilight's insides with gallon after gallon of cock-juice. Her distended womb is filled in mere seconds as she is forced to take his cum into her, her stomach growing rapidly as cum fills her, soon expanded so much that it presses against the walls on each side of the shower. Bathspounge pulls out and shoots one last rope of cum onto her ass before falling down atop his bloated slut. "Wow… holy fuck…" he groans, almost laughing in his euphoria, "you're so big!" Twilight blinks a few times, her upper mental facilities returning to her. "Bathspounge," she gurgles as she coughs up a little blood, staining the white tile of the bathroom crimson. "Yeah?" he asks between pants as he rubs her swollen tummy. "You did great," she says before passing out, blood leaking from her maw. "Twi, you okay?" Bathspounge asks as he looks around to see her face. He sees the blood and fears the worse. "Shit!"
Chapter 3: Sexy Time with Bathspounge ft. Nurse RedheartView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 3: Sexy Time with Bathspounge ft. Nurse RedheartTwilight was taken to the hospital and Bathspounge had to explain how she got to her current state, which was awkward. As Bathspounge sat in the waiting room, nurse Redheart approached him with a clipboard in hoof. "Wanna play 'Doctor', Doctor?" Bathspounge asks as he applies a smug grin to his face. "Playing doctor is for kids...l et's play gynecologist," the nurse responds, deciding to play along with his games because she knew that he is the only stallion that could pleasure her after her 'accident', rather than shrug him off by explains that she's a nurse. "Is your name Osteoporosis? Because you're giving me a serious bone condition," Bathspounge says with more cheese than a 4-cheese pizza that could be purchased quite inexpensively at Pizza Hut. Sponsor! Redheart takes his hoof in her hand. "Has anyone ever looked at that" she asks in reference to a fictitious blemish on Bathspounge's immaculate coat. "Why don’t we go back to my place so I can give you a full exam?" she asks with a wink. He lets her lead him to an examination room as he thinks of more jokes about medicine. "Hey! Are you trained in CPR? 'Cause, I'm trained in CPR. And, you'll probably need it in. Um… my dick is enormous." Bathspounge steamers. "How about we ditch these awful puns and fuck?" Redheart asks eagerly as she rubes her slit. "Hang on, I've got a few more," he says as he recalls more jokes from his labyrinthian mind."I don't want to go all Freudian on you, but cute doctors pull strong feelings from me because they're a safe target for feelings I originally had for my parents," Bathspounge says with a smirk. Redheart leaves the room, realizing that no amount of dick was worth this amount of medical jokes. Yet then, she passed by the room with Twilight Sparkle in it. Seeing the X-ray displaying the abscess in Twilight's chest that Bathspounge had caused, she sighed and returned to the room. Only to be assaulted once more by Bathspounge's terrible humor. "Babe, you've caused vasodilation within me so severe that I believe that I should be compensated for malpractice. So, yeah, go ahead and fuck me," he says before laying back, placing his hooves behind his head. His massive erection jiggles in the open air, enticing Redheart immediately. His tantalizing rod filling the room with its musky scent, making Redheart's slit burn with passion ever harder, like granite. She licked her lips and jumped onto the examination table, straddling Bathspounge, his cock pressing against her torso and face, a supple teat sitting on either side of his shaft. She ground her burning sex against his cock with a fervency similar to that of a single mother who was attempting to run a cafe and had woken up late, this leaving her with too little time to drop her daughter off at school and then produce an appropriate amount of coffee grounds to maintain her small store. The nurse reached up and ripped the tie from her hair, letting her once tight bum collapse around her face as she gave into her primal desires, slurping all over the flare of Bathspounge's cock. Speaking of tight things collapsing around a head, Redheart extended her legs, sliding her pussy along Bathspounge's cock before reaching the tip and pushing herself back down. Her pussy wasn't as tight as anticipated, and actually accepted his monstrous cock with relative ease, if compared to a kielbasa being pushed through the eye of a needle. The event which had stretched her vagina to this point was long, painful, and involved the following items: a sawmill, a squirrel nest, and an obtrusively large jar of Nutella. Sponsor! As she slid down farther on his mammoth dick, her lower stomach stretched, forming a clear outline of where he was in her. Bathspounge began to rub the bulge, effectively jerking off through Redheart's stomach. Redheart's vagina might be distended and stretched to hell, but she could still feel down there. And feel she did, her whole body filled with sheer euphoria as she was railed into oblivion. Seaming to have become too overwhelmed by ecstasy to continue moving, Redheart had stopped with only the first two feet of Bathspounge's endowment inside her. The stallion attached to that cock attempted to remedy this, grabbing his partner by her hips and slamming her down on his cock until the flare bulged against her ribcage and his balls pressed against her ass. The nurse came harder than she ever had in her life, the approximately 3.25 cubic meters of hat flesh inside her pussy proving to be too much for the mare. Her orgasm continued on and on as the thrust continued, her vagina spasming around his cock the whole time. Once she had finally come down from her orgasm, Bathspounge hilted himself in her once more, triggering another brain-shattering orgasm. Her immense orgasm triggered Spounge's, his hips bucking up against her as he came, filling her wrecked pussy with his baby-batter in mere seconds. Redheart's vagina being stretched even further by Spounge's cum induced another orgasm, squeezing the cum already inside her out as well as milking more of the creamy Italian out of him. This cycle continued for some time, orgasm intensifying orgasm until the two of them lay against each other in a state of euphoric bliss. Redheart lay atop her massive stomach, which lay atop Bathspounge, who felt pretty good right about now. Redheart's eyes were rolled back in her head, her tongue hung out with a thin drizzle of spit, and her face was bright red from blushing. She wasn't asleep or dead, but she was about as functionally as somePONY who was, unable to form a thought not involving Bathspounge's massive cock or the copious amount of cum inside of her. The two laid like this for some time, seeing as how Spounge was pinned by the flesh-bag of cum atop his chest. Both of them eventually fell asleep. Redheart waking when the cum inside her turned cold, and her responsive screams awaking Bathspounge. He calmed her down and then left, leaving both mares he had cumflated there in the hospital, where they had to recover from the author's ridiculous fetishes being forced upon them.
Chapter 4: Gotta Go Fast, Like Saaaaahnic, the HeeeeehdgehogView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 4: Gotta Go Fast, Like Saaaaahnic, the HeeeeehdgehogTwilight eventually recovered from the events of chapter 2 and started a legitimate relationship with Bathspounge, that revolved around sex. After several days of incredibly erotic and well written sex between the two, Twilight's friends grew concerned. It is Rainbow Dash who eventually asked where Twi had been all this time. "Where have you been, Twilight?" Rainbow Dash asked, her rough voice clearly displaying her over abundance of testosterone. "Sex, mostly," Twi says as she runs a hoof though her messy purple mane. "Wow Twi, I wouldn't have taken you as the one to take a week out to sleep around," Dash teases as she forces her way in the library. "Holy fuck! Has it really been a week?" Twi asks as she scampers over to her calendar and flips through it. "Yeah Twi, you missed poker night and everything. Pinkie Pie thought you were dead, but that's Pinkie Pie for you," Rainbow Dash giggles as she does little to aid her friend in this time of crisis. And now, whatever Bathspounge was doing: sleeping after his 12-hour-sex-a-thon with Twilight Sparkle, good for him. Now back to the plot. Twilight was greatly distressed about losing an entire week in the lust-fueled haze with mr. Spounge. However, she had a plan to recover: she planned to apply a large amount of self discipline and self-control, by forcing Bathspounge to leave and find somePONY else to satisfy his monstrous sex-drive. "Okay, here's the plan," Twi says as she turns to Dash, "I'm going to send Bathspounge with you while I get stuff done. Okay?" "Wait! Woah! Woah, woah. Who's this Bathspounge guy?" Rainbow Dash asks, the second half of his name sounding ridiculous coming out of her mouth. "He's this stallion who was obsessing over me in the past, but then I used magic to make his cock huge and we had sex, a lot," Twilight sighs. "Um, okay then. What do you want me to do with him?" Dash asks. "Oh, I don't care. Go introduce him to our friends, take him to the park, maybe even… try him out yourself." Twi leans in and licks her lips as she says the last part. “Are you sure you’re okay with me fucking your COLTfriend?” “Yeah Rainbow Dash, I’m not using him, so go ahead. And I’m sure he’d be fine with it.” “Alright then, sounds like a plan.” Just then, their conversation was cut short by the sponge in question walking in to the room. “Hey Rainbow Dash, me and Twilight were totally just having sex. What’re you here for?” he says eagerly, bobbing his head to a nonexistent beat. “Totally?” Rainbow asks. “Totally!” Bathspounge responds. “Totally totally?!” Rainbow Dash asks, her building excitement clearly apparent. “Totally totally!” Bathspounge answers, almost screaming as he draws closer to Dashie. Rainbowdash hugs Bathspounge, knowing that the two of them are soul mates amd must be together forever. “I love you Bathspounge. Please, be with me forever,” Rainbow Dash whispers into Spounge’s ear, her hot breath tingling his spine, rather than his ear, for some reason. “Okay,” whispers Bathspounge back before grabbing hold of her prismatic mane, turning his head to the side and bringing his face into her hair. He sniffs her multicolored mane, popping a mild boner as the scent caresses his inner nostrils. They shuffle out of the library together, leaving Twilight in an air of confusion before she resolves to do her Twilight things. Eventually the two pegasi arrive at Rainbowdash’s cloud house without any other event, because the author hates writing dialogue and wants to get into bed with Rainbow via his self-insert OC already. “And that’s the entire story of how I learned how to make a psychic connection between myself and the bathing implement I’m named after,” Bathspounge says as we come back to him, apparently finishing a story that would provide some much needed exposition. “Well, that is very interesting, I am glad you shared that with me,” Rainbowdash responds as she opens the cloud door to her cloud house, and they walk into the cloud living room. “I am sure that you heard from Twilight about my, let’s say… ‘endowment’, eh?” Bathspounge asks, wrapping a hoof around her shoulders and walking with her to her cloud bedroom. “Of course, Twilight told me about how she enhanced your already impressive cock to the monster it is now. May I see it?” she asks, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she imagines his meat-pole inside her. “Of course you can,” he says, laying down on his back on Rainbowdash’s cloud bed and spreading his legs, putting his delicious stallionhood on display for her. “So, What do you think, Rainbowdash?” “Well I think that might just be the biggest horsecock I’ve seen in my life, and I’ve seen almost every horsecock in Ponyville. He, he, I’m a whore." “That you are. Now get that whore mouth on my big, fat, juicy, deliciously irresistible cock, eh?" Rainbowdash nods and obeys her spongy master, opening her mouth as wide as she can and lowering the moist cavern over his cock, enveloping his member in her warm, feminine mouth. “Oh… my…” Bathspounge moans, bucking his girly hips up into Rainbowdash’s waiting mouth. She starts to gag as her throat-hole is violated by Spounge’s massive spounge-dick. Spittle dribbles from around his cock as she struggles to take him, her eyes rolling back in her head from a combination of lack of oxygen and intoxication of his musk. Rainbow Dash moves a hoof between her legs and beggings pawing at her sopping wet slit, merely the smell of Bathspounge's cock exciting her. She moans around his cock as she pushes her hoof deeper into herself, imagining it's the beast of a cock down her throat ravishing her. He moans again and pushes her head down farther, his flare now penetrating well into her digestive system. Rainbow Dash gags around him but struggles on, wanting nothing more than to see the stallion she's servicing happy. Rainbow Dash gags again as the thick rod of stallion is pushed into her, her throat muscles instinctively start trying to swallow the blockage, massaging his dick wonderfully. Rainbow Dash's eyes flutter open to look at him. She is shocked to see she's barely taken half of him, several more feet of cock sitting outside of her, enticing her to work harder to please him. Bathspounge pushes down on her head as he pushes his own hips up, forcing her to take even more of his mammoth member down her cavernous throat. By the time he's penetrated to her stomach, Rainbow Dash has lost consciousness, the lack of oxygen causing her to collapse against him, giving him an opportunity to roll her onto her back and fuck her throat into oblivion. Within a few minutes of his colossal rod of pure stalliontastic meat being pushed as far down her throat as possible, Dashie returns to the land of the living. Spounge’s groin is pushed against her nose, and she catches a strong whiff of his glorious musk and cums immediately, soaking her bedsheets with her mare-goo. "Wow RD! Cumming already?" Bathspounge teases as he continues thrusting against her face. "And I thought the stallion was supposed to be the one getting the most pleasure out of a blowjob," he chuckles again. "But seriously though, do you want to just go to vaginal? I'm nowhere close and your throat is really not doing it for me." Rainbow Dash manages a nod and Bathspounge starts pulling his dick out of her, which takes like five minutes. Then, she spreads her legs wide for him, giving him of a good view of her pussy. (AN: there aren't enough words for vagina.) Bathspounge wastes little time in hilting his dick in Rainbow Dash, forming a large bulge in her chest. Rainbow Dash cums immediately, the sheet size of the stallion exceeding anyone she's been with by at least ten-fold. Bathspounge starts pulling back out of Rainbow Dash, who keeps on orgasming, almost constantly at this point, each orgasm making her vagina contract around him, letting her feel more of his titanium-hard dick and pushing her I've the edge again. Once pulled out to about halfway, Bathspounge stops to access the situation: Rainbow Dash is barely conscious, with her eyes rolled up, her tongue and a thick stream of spittle falling out of her mouth, and a strong blush on her cheeks; so everything is going as expected. He returns to filing the cyan-horse with his majesty. If he were a 'Lord of the Rings' film, he'd be at the three-hour-point: meaning, his climax was approaching. And like the finale of the trilogy, a deluge of hot liquid poured down, and Rainbow Dash held onto her cloud bed like Frodo clung to that rock, desperate, but exhausted. Rainbow Dash was inflated like a zeppelin, in size, not shape, she was shaped like a Rainbow Dash with a huge semen-filled womb. And as it put pressure on her lungs, like a child laborer in the nineteen-twenties who lives on the street after the death of her mother in his own birth and father in an industrial accident, she coughed. Bathspounge blacked out from lack of fluids, falling forward onto Rainbow Dash's bloated belly, his duck still berried in her so deep that whoever pulled it out would be crowded King Arthur.
Chapter 5: The Yellow OneView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 5: The Yellow OneAuthor's Note So I got an editor, I hope it's better now. Chapter 5: The Yellow One When we last joined Bathspounge on his sexcapade across Equestria, he was bedding Rainbow Dash, a strapping young athlete, and the Element of Loyalty. Why anyone would seriously consider putting up with her crusty, tsundere cunt all night is beyond me, but who's on his ballot today? Well, Rainbow Dash choose for him. "Come on Bathspounge! Wake up! Wake up!" Rainbow Dash yells at him as she bounces on top on Spounge's chest, not crushing him as she had already drained his seed into her cloud bathtub in her cloud bathroom right off of the cloud bedroom that they are currently in. "No… Don't make me get…" He whines as he pushes her off of him. "I know you're really slutty and horny and stuff, that's awesome, but I'm super tired right now." "It's not even for me that much, I want to go introduce you to, and have you fuck, Fluttershy." Super. “Fluttershy?" Bathspounge asks. "Yeah, Fluttershy. She's a friend of mine." Bathspounge thinks back up when he first met Fluttershy... It was many moons ago at Cloudsdale High School that the young Bathspounge first gazed upon Fluttershy. He thought she was adorable, but also timid, much like himself. He was terrified by mares, and she was terrified by everything; so the young Bathspounge thought with his dick, much like he does now, and tried to slip the snake charmer the old Anaconda. But then he saw Rainbow Dash talking to her; due to Rainbow Dash's personality, young Bathspounge was very afraid of her, and so he didn't approach Fluttershy: going through the rest of high school without talking to her. Question: Does this plot point make sense? Of course not, but establishing that Rule #1 of making OCs was shattered long ago is kind of the point of satire. He still regretted it, and this could be his chance to finally get a taste of the sweet, yellow honeypot. "Hello?" Rainbow Dash asks, waving a hoof in front of Bathspounge's face. Bathspounge shakes his face as he comes back to reality. "Yeah! What?" He asks. "Fluttershy, you wanna fuck her?" "Oh! Yes! Definitely!" He yells, shaking his head up and down rapidly. "Okay, you wanna a little morning-head before we head out?" Rainbow Dash asks, rubbing her hoof against Bathspounge's sheath. "I mean… If you really want to." Rainbow Dash bends down, starting toward his dick. "But I kinda wanted to save it for Fluttershy, though." Rainbow Dash sits back up, looking disappointed. "Okay then. Well… Lets go then." She says after a moment of silence, not wanting to be a downer. She grabs Bathspounge and pulls him all to way to Fluttershy's animal-shit-encrusted cottage. They plop down in front of Fluttershy's door, and Rainbow Dash knocks several times on the wooden door. Fluttershy arrives a few moments later. Upon checking the peephole and seeing its Rainbow Dash, she opens the door. "Hi Rainbow Dash," She says softly, bowing to her friend. "Oh! And friend," She holds out her hand to Bathspounge, "what's your name?" "I'm Bathspounge!" he says energetically as he takes her hand in his own, shaking it vigorously before Rainbow Dash pulls them apart. "This is Twilight's new COLTfriend," Rainbow Dash says to Fluttershy, "and she needs him out of the house because he's really… distracting and she needs to work, so I'm taking him around town introducing him to the girls." "Oh, okay. Is that why Twilight hasn't been around recently?" Fluttershy asks. "Yeah!" Bathspounge yells, jumping in front of Rainbow Dash, cutting her own explaination off. "We've been having sex pretty much non-stop for the past week." He sighs. "Yeah…" Fluttershy is taken aback by how open he is with his sex life, let alone thinking of Twilight presenting herself to such an… eccentric stallion. "Okay…" she says timidly, backing up into her cottage. With Fluttershy out if the doorway, Bathspounge and Rainbow Dash push their way into her house. "And he's really good at it, too!" Rainbow Dash says happily. She leans in and whisper in Fluttershy's ear, "He's like three feet of turgid meat." Fluttershy's eyes go wide, unable to imagine a soulless rutting post that massive. "R-Really?" she asks. "Take a look if you for trust me, I'm sure he won't mind," Rainbow Dash whispers back before returning to standing next to Bathspounge. "B-Bathspounge?" Fluttershy asks timidly, taking a step closer to him. "Yes, Fluttershy?" "C-Can I see your c-cock?" "Totally!" Bathspounge yells before dropping trow, revealing the seventeenth colossus; the one between his legs. Fluttershy can't even. It's too big. Get that bitch a pumpkin spice latte ASAP. How is that fucking huge ass dick gonna fit inside her? And how did it fit into Twilight, or Rainbow Dash? "Oh… my…" she whimpers, continuing to gaze into his massive cock. Bathspounge thinks this is adorable, it reminds him of foals and he is aroused. As his monster of a dick fills with blood, hardening and starting to rise up from between his pearly white legs, it grows thicker, and slightly longer, and Fluttershy is appalled. She starts backing away, fearing how large it will get when it hits maximum capacity. Rainbow Dash can't help but stare, a tiny flow of fluid pouring from both of her pair of lips. Rainbow Dash breaks the cock-ogling silence. "So, Fluttershy, what so you think?" "Well, he certainly is big," Shesteals a glance at the narrative script. The stallion behind the fourth wall waves a hoof for her to keep talking She doesn’t, still trying to keep her distance, but staying somewhat close to him, so as not to seem rude. "That's for sure. Hang on, I’m not even totally hard yet," Bathspounge giggles as he wraps his hands around his cock and starts jacking himself off, pre-semen pouring from his dick like a waterfall, a waterfall made of presemen. Viagra Falls. Sponsor! Rainbow Dash is licking her lips in anticipation as she watches Bathpounge pleasure himself. The yummy pre-semen coating his dick as it flows from the tip and down his dick like a waterfall, the waterfall now named Viagra Falls.. Fluttershy is noticeably less enthused. Rainbow Dash, being more or less of a socially inept idiot, notices her friend's lack of interest in the almighty Spounge-Shlong they've been presented with, and since that's a problem, Rainbow Dash comes up with a plan for bringing Fluttershy down to the level of cumslut to join her and Twilight. Rainbow Dash goes into Fluttershy's kitchen and retrieves a large bottle of Reddi Whip brand whipped cream topping. Sponsor! x 2 Combo! Upon returning to Fluttershy's living room, she bends down before the still masterbating Bathspounge and starts coating his dick in her cream, her whipped cream. Yeaaaaaaah!!! She then plops a cherry onto the apex of his flare, forming a nice, appealing dick-sundae-thing. Fluttershy looks at Bathspounge's dick, then to Rainbow Dash, then back to Bathspounge's dick, still confused as to why Rainbow Dash had wasted so much Reddi Whip. (AN: GEDDIT? CAUSE MY DICK IS REALLY HUGE.) "Rainbow Dash, why did you waste so much of my Reddi Whip?" Fluttershy asks her cyan friend. "'Cause it's sexy, b0ss," Rainbow Dash responds. Fluttershy is doesn't watch Filthy Frank, so Fluttershy is confused. Rainbow Dash points at Bathspounge's cock with her head, shaking it in the general direction of his creamy defiler-of-daughters. In response, Fluttershy looks confused. Rainbow Dash shakes her head more vigorously, thus looking like she is head-banging to the side, her rainbow-colored mane flopping everywhere like a window-flag on the window on a truck driving on the interstate to get to a tailgate. "Fluttershy, she wants you to suckles the creamles from my dickles," Bathspounge says like Benedickt (AN: GEDDIT? CAUSE I'M TALKING ABOUT MY DICK.) Cumbinherbatch. (AN: GEDDIT? CAUSE I'M GONNA CUM INSIDE HER.) Fluttershy has the epiphanies and then goes up to Bathspounge and gets on her knees between his legs. She places a hand on each of his thighs and leans in, licking the cream from off of the surface of his dick, which tastes even better than the Reddi Whip brand whipped cream topping. Sponsor? No. Only three a Chapter until they actually pay us. (AN: Fuck you editor, I’m the one who uploads this, I can make it whatever I want.) I don’t see you making puns about this shit. You’d be back to writing the same boring satire fic without the same flair or dick puns about ED. Locking comments, get back to work. (AN: Confound you.) Fluttershy is amazed at how good Bathspounge's godly schoglehowzen tastes and starts licking at his duck with increased gusto, soon pulling all the cream off of it with her wide, equine tongue and then busting licking his dick, because it was honestly the best thing she had ever tasted. Rainbow Dash can't help herself, watching her friend go to town on Bathspounge's dick makes her want to join in, so she does. Rainbow Dash walks up to Bathspounge and Fluttershy who is licking at his man-carrot and bends down at the waist and takes the stem of the cherry between her teeth before bending back up and pulling the cherry into her mouth and eating it. After a few seconds, Rainbow Dash bends so that her face is in front of Bathspounge's and sticks out her tongue, revealing the stem of the cherry tied into a knot. (AN: GEDDIT? CAUSE FURRIES.) Bathspounge recognizes this as a sign of a good kisser and then wants to kiss her, he grabs her by her childbearing hips and pulls her into his lap. Rainbow Dash takes care to not put her ass in Fluttershy's head as she makes out with Bathspounge as pushes her boobs against his chest. Rainbow Dash feels her running shorts getting as damp as a sea captain in a shower as her mouth is probed by Bathspounge's tongue. Rainbow Dash wants to relieve herself of the fabric preventing her from oozing all over Bathspounge's boner, so she takes them off as drops them onto……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Fluttershy's head!!! “Woah Dashie, I thought we were here to- for me to fuck Flutter-Butter, right?” Bathspounge says Bathspoungely. “Oh, um, yeah, sorry, I just got a little excited, it’s hard to not to when I’m around you, Bathspounge,” Rainbowdash responds. “Well I can understand that, you silly filly, you,” Bathspounge responds. “Um, guys, do I have a say in this?” Fluttershy says, peeking up from the colossus of dick to ask if she has a say in her own fate. “NO~” Rainbow Dash starts before being cut off by Bathspounge. “Well, I mean, would you like to do something other than have amazing sexual intercourse with me in the missionary position for the sole purpose of relieving the author’s sexual frustrations, then being passed around like the town bicycle for each reader to pump less than virile seed into? No? Good.” Bathspounge says, cutting Rainbowdash off. Bathspounge speaks with such conviction that Fluttershy feels compelled to do what Bathspounge says: she rises from her spot beneath his legs, pushes Rainbow Dash aside, and climbs onto his lap, positioning her glowing marehood over his cock-rod-pole and slowly sinking down on it. His flare pops into her vagina with a sound similar to that of a tiny frog masturbating. Rainbowdash sees that they’re busy and shows herself out to go bang an animal because the author can’t be bothered writing a threesome at 3 A.M. Bathspounge grabs Fluttershy on her Flutter-hips and pulls her down on his dick so that his dick goes farther into her Flutter-vagina. As he penetrates her deeper, a noticeable bulge in the general shape of his genitals works it’s way up her Flutter-belly toward the base of her Flutter-ribcage. Fluttershy’s Flutter-eyes flutter back in her Flutter-skull as her Flutter-vagina is stretched like the budget of a family left impoverished by the horrid over-qualification of half of the adults in the family intimidating most employers and thus leaving her jobless. Fluttershy suffers her first Bathspounge-induced orgasm, an emotional experience we must all go through at some point in our lives. Her whole body spasms around his howzenschogle and spews Flutter-juices all over his Spongebob and Bikini Bottom. He moans as her moist cavern constricts him like the inverse of the author’s inflation-fetish. If I am not mistaken, the inverse of a function is simply reversing the variables of a function and solving for the other variable. How are you relating a vagina and Boyle’s Law? (AN: Wut?) As he moans, he thrusts his hips up into Fluttershy, successfully burying another two feet of his mammoth member into her muff. He’s managed to catch her right as she comes down from her first orgasm, and makes her cum yet again. This process continues for some time, her cumming around his dick, and his hardness pressing back against her vaginal lips and making her cum again until she has effectively become a very large, heavy living fleshlight with tits, huge tits. After sereval more slamming of general gentalia against each other, Bathspounge cums like a firehose: his semen pours into her grossly distorted vagina like the tragic flooding in the Mekong and Chao Phraya river basins. (AN: Those are in Thailand and flooded most recently in 2011.) Correction, the Mekong runs through China's Yunnan province, Myanmar, Laos, Thailand, Cambodia and Vietnam. Fluttershy inflates like a woman whose womb is filled to bursting with semen, and she passes out, falling back off of Bathspuonge’s lap and onto the ground behind her, some of the semen splurging out as she slides off his dick, thus removing the stopper from the metaphorical sink that is her vagina. You misspelled your own name. Bathspounge gets up to go check on how Rainbowdash is doing and finds her have sex with a bear. There is a barn in the background (AN: FORESHADOWING?). He takes this to mean that she’s busy and so he returns to go sleep in Fluttershy's bed without her, even though it’s only like eleven, assuming that they got up at eight or nine, the exact time is left to the reader’s purview of how long they slept in after sexing each other all night. And now… related texts from the ‘Kama Sutra of Vatsyayana’: Man is divided into three classes, viz., the hare-man, the butt- man, and the horse-man, according to the size of his lingam. Woman also, according to the depth of her yoni, is either a female-deer, a mare, or a female-elephant. There are thus three unions between persons of corres- ponding dimensions, and there are six unequal unions, when the dimensions do not correspond, or nine in all.
Chapter 666: The Spooky-Scary-Oween 2014 Spoungetacular: Bathspounge and Luna Share a Wet DreamView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 666: The Spooky-Scary-Oween 2014 Spoungetacular: Bathspounge and Luna Share a Wet DreamSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 7: Sweet Apple LovingzView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 7: Sweet Apple LovingzBathspounge awoke in Fluttershy's bed at about four in the afternoon to the feeling of two broad tongues lapping at his flaccid erection. He opened his cyan eyes and looked down at his groin to see two pegasi, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, bent over and licking all over his penis. "Really girls?" He asks as he looks down at them, mock disapprovingly, "Do I really new to make a mess of myself this early in the day?" "Well Bathspounge, it's the same day as it was in the last two chapters, which means you've already fucked Fluttershy until she passed out, which was pretty messy. And when we checked in on you, you had came all over yourself, which is also pretty messy. We're just cleaning you off Spounge, and we don't want anything to go to waste." Rainbow Dash says before sticking out her tongue like the cyan whore she is. "Well Rainbowdash, I can not argue with that logic," Bathspounge says, putting his hooves behind his head and snuggling into Fluttershy's bed, settling down to let the pair of sluts have their way with his cumsoaked csacking The two pegasluts (AN: GEDDIT? PEGASUSES + SLUTS = PEGASLUTS.) return to work on his cumhose, licking it up and down, and thus coating it in such an excess of saliva that some trickles down to round the base of his cock, matting down the pale fur around his pubic symphysis and on his huge, puffy nutsack. As his most sedative organ is coated in the hot spittle via the two pegasus broad, equine tongues, he moans loudly, his mouth hanging open and letting a thin stream of his own spit fall to the fur on his chin, and later his chest, matting it down in a way similar to what's happening all over everywhere around the general area of his crouch. The plural of ‘Pegasus’ is ‘Pegasi’. "Ladies," Bathspounge moans, "as great as this feels, I'm afraid I'll cum, and then I won't have any to give to the friend of yours whom I'll meat today." "I've seen you cum before, Bathy, don't try to bullshit me, we all know you could cum enough to impregnate all the mares in Ponyville." "Firstly: that's probably true. Secondly: can we do that?! And, thirdly: never call me Bathy, ever, again. Okay?" he asks the prismatic-maned athlete. "Can do, Spoungerino," Rainbow Dash responds. "That's no better," Bathspounge retorts. "Spoungicus?" "Lame." "Spoungepocalypse?" "Cool sounding, but longer than my actual name, so what's the point?" Bathspounge asks, too befuddle with Rainbow Dash to care about Fluttershy sucking him off. "Um, nevermind. Look, tits!" Rainbow Dash yells, grabbing both her and Fluttershy's boobs and pushing them to get her around Bathspounge's tool so that their respective nipples began grinding against each other as they made a tunnel of titties around his cock. In response to his big floppy horse penis being covered and smothered in big floppy horse breasts, Bathspounge moans like a male banshee getting a titjob. Loud, high pitched, and foretelling the death of a loved one? Rainbow Dash continues to force Fluttershy to bounce up and down on the balls of their feet with her, slidding their boobiges up and down Spoungey's length. As the two mares each grab at their respective racks, pushing them together to give Spounge better satisfaction, the grinding motion of their nipples on each other pulls milk from them, trickling out from their swollen areolas and over their collective underboob. "Hey! Buddy!" the voice inside Bathspounge's head "Can you please fuck Fluttershy's throat? For me?" “Of course I can, Mr. Inside-My-Head! Open up Fluttershy!” Bathspounge commands. Fluttershy is initially confused, as is Rainbowdash, until she submits herself to him, dropping her jaw and sticking out her tongue. Her eyes fluttering shut (AN: GEDDIT? HER NAME IS FLUTTERshy AND I USED THE WORD FLUTTER.) as she anticipates Spounge’s sick rutting pole slamming down her throat. Bathspounge takes a handful of Fluttershy’s mane in each hand, like pigtails, and uses them like handlebars, riding her front face like a vegan hipster on a bike, only more energetic because Bathspounge was actually built to survive exclusively on plant mater. #shotsfired Fluttershy struggles at first when her throat gets filled with Spounge, only barely having gotten adjusted to it, but struggles on because she wants him to be happy after how good he had fucked her in the morning. Flutter-Butter melts over Bathspounge’s spoungeicals, leaking salivant as she catches whiff of his musk. The author is writing badly because he’d rather be playing the demo for FN@F2, which HASN’T FUCKING DOWNLOADED YET!!! But he suffers on. Rainbowdash sees that Fluttershy has my dick handled, and so, she goes lower to suck on my nuts, wrapping her arms around the huge --at least a yard across-- sphere and covering a select section in her spittle, making it shine like the god-tier, gold-quality shizzle-nizzle that it is. She then sits down on her cushiony cyan asscheeks before wrapping around her legs around the back of his nut, nuzzling her face into it. She wants nothing more in life than to bask in his musk and to slurp on his balls, contented to be in this position for the rest of her existence, simply pleasuring her stallion and being gifted with the small amounts of sweat she slurps up. Anyway, Bathspounge cums into Fluttershy now, shot after shot of seed rocketing into her throat-hole with rocket-like force. A quite substantial bulge is formed where the first jet strikes, distending her throat with it’s size and the force behind it. Then, it dissipates as the approximately six gallons of semen flows out of her neck and into her stomach, filling it to bursting off of just that first shot of spectacularly spongy seed. But that is but one of dozens. And soon, another shot of Bathspounge’s semen-shooter fires off inside her, filling her just as much as the first, if not more so. Soon, she’s overflowing with with essence, raining down on Rainbowdash as she continues sucking on his throbbing balls. Rainbow Dash rises up and pulls Fluttershy off Bathy’s dick, as she’s about to explode and Rainbow still cares for her friend, despite her devotion to Spounge. Fluttershy feels the skin on her stomach stretching and grudgingly lets Rainbow pull her off. The cyan pegaslut (AN: FUCK YOU EDITOR, I DO WHAT I WANT.) replaces the her friend on the end of Bathspounge’s cock, getting filled just as much as her before Bathspounge finally stops ejaculating. “Well, I’m gonna go fuck your friend who lives at that farm. You have a friend who lives at that farm, right?” Bathspounge asks as he pulls his scrubs back on, sealing them around his massive cock. Fluttershy gurgles. “Yep, yep, all is good,” Bathspounge says before leaving the two mares resting on their huge, inflated, insides. Fluttershy struggles for air. Bathspounge makes his way to the barn with a little skip in his step from his recent sexual encounter and the lightening of his balls. Meanwhile, whatever Applejack was doing: “Ah’m tellin’ ya’ Big Mac, we’d be able ta produce a genetically superino child.” Applejack says in the drawl that, for some reason, my ex-boyfriend asked me to talk in when we made love. “I dunno, Applejack. Incest ‘cun lead to quite a few holes in tha’ barrel. ‘Sides, yer furgettin’ tha rules’a genetics; ya don’t pass on yer current state ta a foal; only that which ya started out with. A foal we pump out ain’t gonna be bison-buff from the womb.,” Big Mac says like a sexy train made of sexy sledgehammers. “Ah know that. Thingis, Ah’m going about this logically. Who’s gonna look after this here farm when you or I get up in years?” “Well, Ah can’t argue with that. Yuh’d have to stop working for a while durin’ the pregnancy.” “Only fer a month ‘er two!” Applejacks argues. “Hey guiys! I’m Bathspounge. What’s up?” Bathspounge yells as he rushes up on them. “Oh hai Bathspounge, what brings you here?” Big Mac asks. “Honestly? I’m here to fuck your sister,” Bathspounge hollars, not realizing that he’s being weird. Big Mac can’t think of anything to say, so he remains quiet. However, as it is Applejack’s discussion, she does respond. “Okay, Bathspounge, we’ve never met before. What makes you think I’ll just have sex with you for asking?” “Well,” Bathspounge starts before realizing he has nothing no real response, “um… Well; all your friends just kinda went with it.” “Wait! What? Who else have ya been bucking?” AJ asks, outraged. “Twilight, Fluttershy, Rainbowdash, Luna? Kinda. I’ve got plans for all of them, though.” “Now wait just an apple-pickin’ minute. Are you the reason that Twilight was gone for all of last week?” “Yes, actually. We had so much sex, it was really rather impressive how long I lasted.” “Well, um, I’ve actually been thinking about having children, and if my friends all want it, I suppose I could try you out.” Big Mac is initially upset that such a faggot will be fucking his sister instead of him, but then he realizes that he can have sex with the milking machine, again. Applejack lays on her large, four poster bed, attempting to appear sexy for Spounge. She shakes her apply flank for him: her thick, muscular thighs grinding against each other due to their girth and smearing her slick sweat between themselves. Bathspounge slides into bed next to her, wrapping a hoof around her shoulders and snuggling against her as his cock slides from its sheath, the head plopping down on one of Applejack's previously mentioned thighs. Applejack notices this and is impressed by Spounge's size. But as Bathspounge's cock continues to swell, expanding well past Applejack's other thigh, she starts to worry. "Sugarcube," she starts, breaking their embrace, "how much bigger are y'all gonna get?" "Oh, well at least a few more feet: Twi has made me quite the sight," Bathspounge replies enthusiastically. "I don't mean to be rude, sugarcube, but I just don't think you can fit that thing inside me." "Oh, I'm sure I can make it work," Bathspounge says, pulling Applejack in for another kiss. "Bathspounge," Applejack says forcefully, pushing him away with a hoof on his chest. "You'll break me if you try ta put that in me." "Yeah I will," Bathspounge says, nodding as he pulls Applejack toward him. "No! Ah'll die." "None of the other mares died." "Well, Ah can't take a few days off to recover from my sexual encounters like Twi, or Dash, or Fluttershy can; Ah have a farm to tend to." She gets up to leave. "Ah'm sorry Bathspounge. I'm sure you'll make some mare very happy some day, but that mare ain't me," she says before leaving Bathspounge alone in her bedroom with his huge boner. Bathspounge sighs, rationalism having triumphed again. He stands up and starts toward the door before being stopped by his cock skidding against the floor in front of him. He can't just leave with this thing dangling off of him. Bathspounge begrudgingly sits down atop his huge, swollen, cum filled balls and leans back, allowing his cock t spring up so he can get himself off. Bathspounge places a hoof on either side of his mammoth meat missile and starts to slowly stroke it; his thoughts more focused on the morose reality than anything sexual. Bathspounge speeds up his hooves and tries to think of something sexy, he just wants to get out of here. He closes his eyes and concentrates on the last time he was with Twilight Sparkle: her moaning and braying as he slams into her, stretching her all to hell with the appendage she gave him. He focuses on how he finally found a use for those wings of hers: handlebars. And then, Bathspounge cums. Without a mare to be used as his cum bin, it rockets out of his dick like a geyser, spraying all I've the room and raining down over him like a monsoon. Soon, he finished and stands up, leaving the room with a large cum puddle and a dripping ceiling. Maybe he can find a mare crazy enough to fuck him in town. But right now, he needs food: maybe a pastry.
Chapter 8: [Cream-Based Pun With A Spoungey Tiwst]View OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 8: [Cream-Based Pun With A Spoungey Tiwst]Bathspounge saunters into Ponyville proper after cleaning his cum off himself in a nearby creek. He would be going to Sugarcube Corner, but his recent failing with Applejack makes him reconsider, and he wanders back to Twilight's library to talk to her. "Twilight!" Bathspounge calls as he steps through the front door of the library because, as a public building, he can just do that. "Bathspounge," Twilight says, confused. " You're home early. Wait! Did you get confused because the last 4 chapters all took place in one day?" "No, of course not. As the author's avatar, I understand everything that he knows," "Alright, I suppose," Twilight shrugs"So then, what's up, puddin'?" "Well, I didn't bang Applejack, and that put a lot of things into perspective for me." "So you haven't banged AJ yet. You can get around to her later, right?" "No, I mean, I went to her house and got her in the bedroom, but she wouldn't fuck me because I'd break her in half." "Wow," Twilight says, "that's shockingly in character for her. Well, I suggest you go rut someone with a little less logic next, say… Pinkie Pie?" "Yeah!" Bathspounge says, excited and reinvigorated, "She's so stretchy and cartoonish, I could hilt in her without even snapping a rib!" Twilight rubs her own broken ribs, forlorn. "Yeah, you do that. Well, bye honey," she says, kissing Bathspounge on his cheek. After Bathspounge leaves, Twilight licks her lips. Yep, that's Spounge's semen. How even? Bathspounge then bursts into Sugarcube Corner, again because it's a public building and he can just do that. "Pinkie Pie!!" He yells at the top of his lungs as he rushes for the counter, stopping before he reaches it because he isn't really a fan of having his flesh filled with glass and covered in confections. "Hai Snowflake! What's up?" Pinkie Pie says, her delicious voice bouncing like a trampoline on another, slightly larger trampoline. "So I know you're working, also it's Bathspounge, but do you think we could duck into the back for a quickie?" Bathspounge asks. His question receives a response from the crowd waiting for pastries similar to that of a crowd of southerners to the concept that homosexuality isn't a choice: disbelief. "Pfft! Silly, I don't work here. And I'm always down for some hot, rough, incredibly skillfully written pony-sex!" Pinkie Pie says, her voice still like that thing with the trampolines. "Coolio, hot-pony," (AN: DAT'S A REFRANCE TO AVATER: THE LAST AREBENDER.) Bathspounge says as he follows her into the back for semen frosting and sex. "So, Ponks, what's the game plan?" "Well I was hoping you’d put your batter in my oven (AN:GEDDIT? BATHSPOUNGE’S DICK IS DA BATTER AND PINKE PI’S VAJINA IS DA OVIN AND SHE IS A BAKER SO IT’S A DOBLE ONTONDRA, MY ENGISH TECHUR TAUGHT ME ABOT DOSE), and then you could frost my buns (AN: GEDDIT? BATHSPOUNGE’S C-MEN IS DA FROSTING IS DA FROSTING AND PINKE PI’S “BUNS” ARE DA BUNS) with your creamy frosting (AN: GEDDIT? BATHSPOUNGE’S C-MEN IS DA FROSTING IS DA FROSTING).” I’m starting to become concerned about you. (AN: I’ll kill you.) I’ll leave, then this story will just be you jacking off on a page. (AN: Please don’t. I’ll write your OC into it!) Can you not? “Yeah, that’ll do just peachy (AN: GEDDIT? CAUSE, there is no pun here, shit),” Bathspounge says easily. Pinkie Pie turns her ass to Bathspounge, pulling up her tail and displaying her labia to him. "I'm not quite ready to bake, Pinkie, I'll think you'll have to prepare the ingredients," Bathspounge says, leaning against a counter so as to better facilitate a blowjob from Pinkie Pie. She nods and wraps her lips around his shaft, slurping it down with little effort. Bathspounge moans in pleasure as she does this, making Pinkie Pie giggle. The huge dick in her mouth cuts her laugh short though, like an asthmatic hyena. Every part of Pinkie Pie is soft and puffy: from her tongue lapping actions the bottom of his veiny cock, to her incredibly hot and tight throat, which is massaging the rest of his shaft, begging to pump her full of his jizz. Bathspounge holds himself back, he wants this moment to last. But, realizing he can still give her pussy a good filling and plaster her ass even if he cums now, he grabs the back of Pinkie Pie's head and pushes her farther down, hilting himself in her before cumming. His flare swells, blocking any semen from pushing back up her throat. His balls tighten up against his body, pushing sperm into the flow of semen coming from his prostate. Muscular contractions force the mixture out of his dick with great force, spraying her insides with his semen. More and more is pushed from Bathspounge's urethra, gallon after gallon filling her belly before it is filled to bursting and starts to inflate, just like the balloons on her cutie mark. After about three minutes of solid ejaculation, Bathspounge's flow peters out and he pulls out. Pinkie Pie is now resting atop her filled gut, none of her hooves reaching the ground. Then………………….. A WILD EDITOR’S SELF-INSERT OC APPEARED!!!!!!!!! Off: the general direction I want you to fuck. A dark gray earth pony with a mane like bacon in both coloration and shape and with a cutie mark bearing the image of the star of life, meaning he’s an EMT, for a lack of a better explanation on the part of the author. “...Seriously? Are you two actually just banging in the middle of business hours? I’m just here for some coffee, an- That is an enourmous penis. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t passed out from lack of blood to your brain. That said, logic seems to hold no meaning in this room, so I’ll just wait outside to berate you for your behavior once you’re done.” The entire schpeel is recited with little emotion other than initial disgust at the two and minor impression at Bathspounge’s size. Bathspounge moves around to behind her and pushes his still hard penis into her winking vag, stretching her as the pleasuring pole slides into her. Bathspounge takes of Pinkie's rear legs in each of his forelegs and pulls against her, sliding in until his flare hits her cervix, and she screams in pure ecstasy. But Bathspounge isn't done yet: he pulls harder against Pinkie Pie, forcing her cervix to give way to his incorrigible dick. Pinkie Pie screams again at the top of her lungs as her very womb is penetrated. Bathspounge's dick hits her womb's back wall and continues pushing, stretching her even farther before he finally hilts. Bathspounge just sits there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of Pinkie Pie's cavern spasming around her as pleasure rocks her like a boat in a hurricane. He pops in only long enough to point out another flaw with the course of events. “Refractory periods are a thing, you know. You do know what those are, right?” Bathspounge slowly pulls out, sliding a few out of her before slamming back in, eliciting another spectacular moan from Pinkie. He repeats this again and again, making Pinkie moan loud enough that surely the customers outside can hear her and know how fucking big this stallion is. And as Bathspounge goes faster, and faster, and faster, his balls slap against Pinkie's swollen belly, making her puke up a small splitter of his jizz. This process of him pulling out, and then slamming in, forcing a splurt of cum from her mouth continues until Bathspounge can’t hold back anymore and hilts himself, having another orgasm. Bathspounge cums again. Balls tighten, flare flares, and semen starts to flow directly into the party pony's womb, undoubtedly impregnating her. He hugs against her backside as his cum-cannon goes off inside her, filling her even more. “Apparently not. I’d explain, but I have no incentive to do so...” When Bathspounge comes down from his second orgasm of the Pinkie Pie, he's clung to her rump, which is about six feet up in the air because of how filled Pinkie Pie is. He pulls out and looks for a way down before Pinkie Pie speaks. "I've still got one hole that isn't filled," she gurgles between coughs of semen. She shakes her ass to entice him to pump that final, forbidden domain full of his baby batter. “I think I should just go, before I begin questioning reality any further,” my editor's self insert says before leaving through the door he entered by. You are the winter of my discontent. Bathspounge looks at her, he gets to try anal, finally. Bathspounge turns back around and slams into her ass with no remorse, filling her anus with his dick, the tip reaching up into the semen sea of her stomach. But he doesn't care, he's inside Pinkie Pie's ass. As this is his third time in a little under and hour, Bathspounge can't last long, and soon, he's pumping Pinkie's third hole full. Words, and words, and words to describe the voluminous of his ejaculation. Bathspounge then steps down from Pinkie Pie to examine his handiwork. She is stuck in a permanents state of bliss, he eyes rolled up and her tongue hanging out: a stream of spittle, and semen, falling from it. She's laying on her stomach which now bulges so far in each direction that Pinkie Pie’s hooves can't reach beyond it. Semen pours from all of her holes as the muscle spasms of her continued orgasms force it out. Bathspounge cleans himself up in the sink, yoinks a muffin from the counter, and starts walking out of Sugarcube Corner, thinking about who's left to bang. As Bathspounge walks out of the kitchen, the kitchen of sex, he spots a couple eating at a table in front of him. A brown earth pony feeds muffins to the gray coated, yellow maned pegasus sitting next him. As Bathspounge watches them simply enjoy each other's company, he can’t help but think of his own relationship with Twilight. He raises the muffin to his mouth and takes a bite from it. “Huh, me and Twilight: what a joke that is. Today was the first time in weeks we had met and not fucked, and we were still talking about sex.” He steps away from the couple, so as not to appear weird as he starts crying. “Does Twilight even know anything about me other than what I feel like inside her?! Where I grew up? What I majored in? Why I call myself Bathspounge? No, none of it!” He takes a seat and slumpd down on the table, sobbing as he munches on his muffin with soft, adorable noms. “It’s not like I’m being a hypocrite, I know all about Twilight. She was born in Canterlot, she has one brother; she double-majored in magical history and practical magic, with a minor in runeography before she returned to get a BA in arcane theory, followed later by a doctorate in spellcraft; and she was named Twilight Sparkle after her mother, Twilight Velvet.” Bathspounge finishes off his muffin and stares down at the table before him, no longer sobbing, but still frowning. “I should fix that, today. I want to have a real relationship with Twilight; she deserves better than me, and I don’t want to fuck up this chance our god Stan has given me, and lose her forever.” “Um, are you okay?” a voice asks, pulling Bathspounge from his thoughts. “Hmm, what?” Bathspounge asks as he pulls up, seeing the puffy orange haired mare standing there with a concerned look on her face. “Are, you, okay?” Carrot Top asks, enunciating each word. “Yes, yes, well, no, no, not really, no.” “Oh, um, can I try to help?” she asks as she sits down across from him. Bathspounge nods. “What’s the problem?” she asks as she stares into Bathspounge’s eyes. “Well, my marefriend and I have been dating for a couple weeks, right?” Carrottop nods. “And, when I saw a couple eating together earlier, I realized that me and her never just talk, we’re always having sex.” He sighs. “I don’t know think she knows anything about me.” “Kinda the opposite of what most stallions would want,” Carrottop chuckles, before stopping herself to help Spounge out. “Listen, I’ll try to help. So, when I was in high school, I dated this one stallion who I didn’t share any classes, or lunch, with. We barely got to talk to each other due to scheduling. But, like they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. So, maybe, your marefriend just wants to make sure you have a good time whenever she is with you?” “That makes sense,” Bathspounge says after a moment of silence. “Thing is though, we’re usually together, having sex or sleeping it off. It’s not that I don’t enjoy the sex, it’s just that I want to have a real, emotional relationship with her.” “Well, maybe she feels the same way, and she just wants to make sure you won’t leave her, so she gives you all the sex that she thinks you want.” “You really think Twilight would feel that way?” “Yes, I- Wait! Twilight? Twilight Sparkle?” Carrot Top asks, shocked. “Yes, you know her?” “Of course. And as an answer to you previous question, yes. Twilight doesn’t always know how to tell other ponies what she wants or how she feels about things because she fears she’ll upset them, so she remains silent. If you want to date Twilight, you need to talk with her about what you want, and what she wants. Otherwise, she’ll slowly become a sad, subservient, housewife.” “Implying I don’t want a subservient housewife to batter,” Bathspounge says like a total ass. Carrot Top gives him a look. “Kidding, kidding. Um, yeah, that sounds accurate. Thank you for this Ms…?” Bathspounge asks as he stands up to leave. “Carrot Top,” she says as she holds out and shakes his hoof, bidding him goodbye. “Bathspounge. Pleasure meeting you. And, again, thank you so much for helping me out.” “Any time,” she says as she walk shim rush off, his sheath bobbing hypnotically. “Twilight sure is a lucky mare,” she thinks to herself. Bathspounge bursts into Twilight’s library and walks up to her, grabbing her around the shoulders and spinning her around. “Spounge! You’re back! But I can’t have sex right now, I need to work,” Twilight says as she tries to struggle out of his grip. Bathspounge pushes his muzzle against hers, locking their lips and pushing his tongue into her open mouth, catching her off guard before she melts against him in the kiss. Bathspounge reluctantly pulls himself off of his beautiful marefriend. “Twilight,” he says sternly, “We need to talk.” “Alright Spounge. What do you want to talk about?” She asks, smiling at her lovely clotfriend. “I love you Twilight, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But if we’re gonna spend years and years with each other, we need to learn to communicate what we want and don’t want.” “Reasonable,” Twilight says, nodding. “So, I do absolutely love having sex with you, but there’s more than lust in love.” “Oh thank Celestia!” Twilight says, relieved. “You’ve really worn me out, but I kept at it because I didn’t want to disappoint you and have you find another mare.” “Twilight,” Bathspounge manages before hugging her tightly. She reciprocates his hug, as well as the sobs into her shoulder. “I will never, ever, abandon you. You’re perfect Twilight, and I want nothing more in life than to be with you.” “I love you too, Spounge. At first, I wasn’t sure: you’re very energetic, and pretty demanding. But you’re also one of the most devoted, courtice, and accepting ponies I’ve ever met. You’re willing to at least try anything, and you don’t let your own differing opinions get in the way of being friends with somepony.” “Thank you Twilight. So, how’s work going?” he asks, breaking their hug. “I’m way ahead of schedule. I was actually thinking about taking a break, would you like to go down to Rarity’s together? You needed something sewn, if I remember correctly.” “Extending the crouches of my dress pants,” Bathspounge says with a light chuckle. “Yeah, let’s go down there. But first, would you like to eat? I’ve only had a muffin today.” “Yeah, sure,” she says as she walks into the kitchen with him. “But, as you know, I can’t cook.” “It’s fine Twi, I’ll whip something up,” Bathspouneg says, moving to her cabinets to look for ingredients. “Are you sure?” Twilight asks. “It’s no problem.” “No Twilight, it’s fine. Go sit down at the table, I’ll only be a moment,” Bathspounge gestures to her small, two pony seating table. “Aw. Thanks, bae. You’re great.” “No, you’re great.” “No, you’re great.” We’re all great, all of us. No, not everyone. Somewhere there are four people out there who have semi-functioning brain-cells and hormone patterns. All of us. I’m done. Author's Note My editor is being a bitch.
Chapter 9: Bathspounge and the Unicron ThreesomeView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 9: Bathspounge and the Unicron ThreesomePinkie Pie continues to lay in the kitchen, leeking semen into the rather large pool formed around her. The Cakes have yet to find her; but when they do, it'll be mighty awesome. But the aftermath of Pinkie Pie's inflation is not the point of this chapter: this chapter is about Bathspounge banging the shit out of Rarity and Twilight Sparkle. And speaking of the lavender unicorn, she was enjoying a lunch made by her coltfriend, Bathspounge. "So, Bathspounge, you said you want us to have an emotional relationship instead of just a sexual one, so may I know a little about you?" she asks before taking a bite of her LT sandwich. "Well," Bathspounge begins, "Bathspounge begins in Cloudsdale, 23 years ago. My mother was an artist, and my father was a chef. I won't bore you with how they met, but I was born rather sickly, and albino. My dad didn't want to care for a pale, dying child, and he left," Bathspounge looks down, saddened. Twilight shares his sadness before he continues. "But my mother got me through it and I made it to childhood. The other kids at school teased me about my white hair and pink eyes, so I asked mom if I could dye my hair; my mother declined and said I should be myself. But as I entered sophomore year, my mother was arrested for many charges of statutory rape against me. I got moved to Ponyville to live with my alcoholic aunt, who's neglect allowed me to be my own pony and dye my mane purple, like I always wanted. I started to be asked why I didn't have a cutie mark: truth is, I did, but it was the same color as my coat. I was tired of being teased, I was tired of being sickly, and unusual, and unsociable: I was tired of being Snowflake. I got the Sponge tattooed to complete the transformation into Bathspounge. I despise the name 'Snowflake' now because I'm reminded of being the pale, silky kid being bullied in Clousdale," Bathspounge almost cries, but keeps up his composure so he can finish the story. "The rest of High School was okay, I survived with the help from my friends and I eventually made it to university, got a degree in Philosophy, and dropped out to become a writer before I could get my doctorate. My papers were an initial success until the face of a pegasus was tied to them: the officials at Canterlot only think unicorns are good enough to write academic papers. Well I was born a pegasus! And I'll write you a paper so informative, your fancy horn will fall off your head and right up YOUR ASS!!!" Bathspounge screams, raging against the machine. Twilight grabs him and clams him down with some shaking and staring. "Woah man, clam down." "I'm sorry Twilly: I just can't believe they rejected my paper after already agreeing to publish it, just for having wings," Bathspounge pouts. "But anyway, you moved to Ponyville at the height of my depression: I was at that party drinking when I first saw you, and I thought you were the most beautiful mare in the whole world. And once I found out you ran the library, and were an academic like me, well the deal was done: I just had to have you." Twilight smiles. "Is that why you kept checking out books, to see me, to let me know you were smart enough to date?" "Usually, yes. Although I didn't let everything I read in pursuit of you go to waste: the cookbooks I started renting last June turned out helpful," Bathspounge says, shaking his sandwich for emphasis. Twilight giggles that adorable giggle of hers and Bathspounge can't help but smile. "Twilight, I know I'm so infatuated with you that I seem creepy, but I've never been in love before, and I don't want to make any mistakes that might cost me you," Bathspounge says, holding back tears. "It's okay Bathspounge. I don't know anything about dating either: but I do know that I love you and you love me, and that's enough to convince me to keep trying." "Thank you Twilight. But anyway, let us go get to Rarity's," Bathspounge says as he gets up and tosses his dirty dish into the sink. Twilight also disposes of her dish and the two lovers walk together to Carousel Boutique together. Rarity does her shpeal as the door opens before seeing its Twilight. "Ah, Twilight," she says, "and you brought… me as a pegasus?" Rarity and Bathspounge eye each other up: they both have light frames, white coats, and purple manes with a curl at the end. However, Bathspounge has a dick, Rarity is a unicorn, and Rarity has a much better kept mane. "No, this is my new coltfriend, his name is Bathspounge," Twilight says, presenting Bathspounge to Rarity like she presents her plot to the stallion in question. The ponies with identical color patterns exchange hoof-shakes and then stand around, waiting for Twilight Sparkle's move. When nopony says anything, Rarity decides to speak. "So, have you come for any reason other than spreading the news?" "Yes, actually," Bathspounge says, "I've got a half dozen pairs of pants that need to be worked on." "What needs to be done on them, darling?" Rarity asks. "Just some extensions in the- they're at my house, hang on." Bathspounge runs outside and starts flying home to get his things. "The crotch," Twilight says, finishing Bathspounge's sentence. "Oh my, he's a more, let us say, lucky stallion then, that he would need more room for his package?" Rarity asks, fanning herself with a hoof. "Well, I mean, I used a little magic and got carried away and now, well, he's hung like a firehouse," Twilight says bluntly. Rarity is initially shocked. "Oh, come now Twilight, I doubt you could make that much flesh appear on a stallion." "If you don't believe me, get him turned on, you see if he gets hard. Oh, actually. Do you want to have a threeway with us?" "Darling, how vulgar. Although, business is short, and he is a very cute stallion. And if he's as big as you say he is, I can't resist. Alright Twilight, I'll fuck your coltfriend," Rarity says before flipping the open/closed sign with her magic and laying down on the floor, putting her crotchtits and ready slit on display. Twilight does the same next to her, laying the other way so that they form a sexy arrow with their bodies. Bathspounge walls through the door to find the two incredibly sexy unicorn mares offering themselves to him. He can't resist the sight and drops his pants to join them. Bathspounge wants to wreck Rarity, but he's gone so long without fucking Twilight: he can't decide who he wants to fuck more, so he asks the mares who wants to get fucked more. "What a lovely buffet of booty," Bathspounge says as he walks behind them, staring at their ASSets. "Who first, hmmm… ladies? Would you like to chip in?" The two luscious unicron mares each raise their asses up, pushing it toward Bathspounge and, unintentionally, each other's asses: the two juicy booties squish like a papaya sandwich with Bathspounge's thriving stallionhood as the papaya and the two buts as the bread. "Woah! Ladies, ladies please, there's plenty enough Spounge to go around." The mares refuse to listen and ram their bits back against him with much ferocity. Bathspounge supposes that booty is booty, after all. Twilight is the mare for fucking! this known to him, Bathspounge begins trucking: bellows his dick deep into her snatch: which doth snatch, his dick: greedily: the wants of mares for Bathspounge's growth downstairs. Rarity doth grow impatient for Spounge's growth: but it chooses another butt, that butt of Twilight Sparkle. Sparkle, such as the moistness of waiting, wanting slit of mare in question. Matched in need and want of filling is that of another filly: Rarity, the mare in question, matches Spounge in hair's formation but not in that of desire for each other. And of that stallion, as his dick doth break the seal of Twilight's womb the cervix, guard of wettened tomb, he feels a fire in bowel burning, as his balls begging a'churning: He knows the cum will soon at hand, but 'fore that purge of man-malade, he must make peak of Twilight's pleasure, then he will have pleasure: to pump with his liquid children, thousands, hundreds, millions, trillions! But 'fore this come to pass: he cum, he pass, out hero, Spounge, must make haste, and slam hip to hip with speed, not grace, and once she makes her final moan, her face a'pressed a'gainst the floor, Bathspounge will then be free to coat her guts with creamy cream. And on to second mare he pass slam his dick betwix her ass: each cheek doth caress as if it mean to impress. It does impress, and Spounge takes notice, of his partner for this coitus: her supple curves and toned features he simply must go deeper. Pulls back, then thrusts right in this mare will be his by day's end. She moans and screams as taken roughly, Not to admit, but loving roughly. Preference from a younger age, product of past sexcapades? As she is taken now, question to thought, how? How is he this well hung? How long 'till he is done? How will I survive this mess? Is that his him bulging in my chest?! Shock and horror! Screams fill the hall! She was not prepared for this, Th she knew that he immense, no anticipation for a penis which is gracing itself against her sternum: rutting her through, awfully thorough. Sex goes on, and on, and on, for Bathspounge lasts all night long. Rarity is thus convinced, this stallion will father her kids: he is so strong, so smart, so hung, he surely must be the one. She'll have it no other way! Spounge must cum in her V'jay! She calls out "Please! Cum in my cunt!" Bathspounge flips her to her front. He watches her teats bounce round and round; as that ass, he doth pound. This sight gets him going fast, but he's cumming before he leaves her ass! But Spounge has balls like a bull, and he fills both holes mighty full. So as all things, this one doth pass: Spounge's cream fills womb and ass Marshmallow packed full of cream: such as many a brony dream. Spounge then lays down to rest: mares are full, yeah, I'm the best. Then a weight against his chest: the two unicorns want to repay what he did for them today. They're full and pregnant, and as reward, they will drain him even more. Rarity takes his head into her mouth as runs her tongue around the flare. Twilight sees her friend taking care of his genitals with her mouth. But what of Spounge's mouth? Twilight climbs farther up Bathspounge and positions her swollen, dripping, achingly full teats over his face. "Wow honey, what's with all this?" Bathspounge asks as he weighs her spherical teat with his hoof. "I don't know Bathspounge, I've just always had hyperactive teats," Twilight shrugs. "Is it a problem?" "No, no," Bathspounge licks his lips, "not at all." Bathspounge dives in to his marefriend's rack and immediately begins sucking at her nipples. Her boobs are filled to bursting already. The pressure at her nipple causes a huge torrent of milk to burst forth, flooding Spounge with an amount of liquid an actual sponge would have been more qualified to deal with. Bathspounge just swallows it and sucks for more. Meanwhile, at Bathspounge's dick, Rarity tries as hard as Bathspounge's dick to take Bathspounge's dick down her throat. She gulps as her gag reflex starts around his massive tip, but can't manage to fight it. She vomits a small amount, but it's stopped by his flare, which has plugged her throat. The vomit is forced back down Rarity'a throat, and coats the esophagus below his flare in puke. Rarity takes advantage of the brief respite of her gag to shove her head down farther. Her vomit works as an effective lube and helps her take more of Bathspounge's dick into her. She tries to pull up for air, but finds that she stuck as long as Bathspounge is hard. Which her throat blocked, she'll lose oxygen soon and pass out, or worse, die. Rarity panics and starts hyperventilating, which does nothing but wastes the little air her lungs have to work with. She taps her hoofs on Bathspounge's belly; but he's either too distracted to help her, or actually wants her to pass out on his cock. Rarity's vision starts fading as she fights the losing fight, her muscles going limp and her movements becoming groggy before she loses completely and passes out. The weight of her head slamming down is enough to force the last eighteen inches of Bathspounge down her throat. His tip pops out in her belly and Bathspounge feels very close. It's not as good as an entire pony's throat gagging around him. But the lack of resistance she gives is heaven for a stallion as demanding as Bathspounge. Bathspounge wraps his legs around the back of Rarity's head and starts relentlessly humping her face. He thrusts into her throat like he's drilling for oil in Alaska: Rarity is as precious as the finite resources of the frozen north, and Bathspounge's cum is as valuable, as thick, and as sticky as crude oil; the main differences being color --to which it is the antithesis-- and flammability --to which I am unsure if its relation--. Twilight keeps on riding Bathspounge face: his tongue probing into her like a child in a backyard thinking he's drilling for oil, yet not realizing that the pressure necessary to condense organic matter into oil typical only occur at deeper elevations, and signs of it seeping to the surface would be extremely noticeable if it could be found in the overburden: fucking idiot, digging up my lawn and shit. The duet of purple-maned ponies (specifically those reviving oral sex at present --as Rarity could also be included in such a pair, since her mane is purple and her self is present. Thus, this duet is Twilight Sparkle and Bathspounge Von Bathspounhe--) feel their respective orgasms approaching, as well as each other's orgasms: Bathspounge knowing Twilight's by the quivering of her innards, and Twilight know Bathspounge's by the frantically of licking at such innards (AN: Twilight has already had a few orgasms, just being in contact with Bathspounge is ecstasy.). Twilight cums first, and paints Bathspounge's face with mare-goo. Bathspounge cums second, and paints Rarity's face with stallion-goo: if he were at least 7 feet back in the other direction; he's buried deep in her digestive tract, and so he cums inside her. Cumflation occurs to a degree similar of that of Pinkie Pie by the finally if their scene last chapter, but from a single cumshot, rather than a trio. They all fell asleep: Rarity already being unconscious; Twilight Sparkle being tired from a day if working, and then a night of fucking; and Bathspounge barely being able to stay awake after his tenth cumshot of the day. The door to the shop rings, someone making their way in, only to bear witness to the mangled pile of thrashed and likely raw genitals lying in a globular heap. Whoever they are, they bare muster a ‘Seriously, again?’, before leaving out the same door they entered no more than moments ago. He needed to stop stumbling upon them like that... Author's Note Bathspounge's 10 Cumshots Today (in chronological order): 1: Fluttershy is chapter 5. 2: Luna in chapter 666. 3: Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash in chapter 7. 4: Himself in chapter 7. 5: Pinkie Pie in chapter 8. 6: ^same. 7: ^same. 8: Twilight Sparkle in chapter 9. 9: Rarity in chapter 9. 10: ^same.
Chapter 10: Rarity Gets A New CoatView OnlineThe Tale of BathspoungeChapter 10: Rarity Gets A New CoatDawn of the second day. Bathspounge is the first to wake. He looks around to examine the situation. Twilight Sparkle and Rarity have cuddled up around him, their huge plush bellies pressed against his slides as they leak cum around the threesome. Bathspounge turns his head to the side and kisses Twilight on her forehead, right under her horn. Twilight stirs, opening her eyes to see Spounge. She smiles and returns his kiss. They stare at each other for a moment before Bathspounge speaks. "You know," he says, " I know that you have a cock." "Oh," and that's all that she can say. "It's not a problem, even. In fact, I'd like you to use it the next time we have sex." Twilight nods. "Speaking of that, who do you have next?" "I'm actually done. Rarity is the last of the mane 6 I had to fuck, and now I have," Bathspounge says, happily. "That was fast!" Twilight Sparkle says. "That was supposed to take you three days, you did it in just one. Wow!" "Well, do you want to just have them all over for an orgy? It'd be a good finale for this sexcapade," Bathspounge says. "That'd work," Twilight says. "Good morning, darling. What are you two love birds talking about?" Rarity yawns as she sits up on my other side. "Just how we'd like to have an orgy. You'd be down, right?" Bathspounge asks. "Why of course, darling," Rarity says, "I'm always eager for another chance to get that godly cock inside me." "Coolio. So, like, I'm gonna go get Rainbow Dash, because I can fly to her cloud-house. That leaves Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, do you guys think you can manage to get them here in a timely manner?" Bathspounge asks. "Yes, I'm quite sure we can handle that, darling," Rarity says. Bathspounge, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle each depart to collect the rest of the mane 6 for the orgy. Bathspounge arrives at Rainbow Dash's cloud house to find her masturbating to a photo of him she had somehow managed to procure. She's lying on her back on her bed with one fore-hoof slamming her clam, and the other one rubbing her vagina. "Hey Rainbow Dash! You wanna have an orgy with me and the rest of the mane 6?" Bathspounge asks after flying through a cloud-wall. "Oh hey Bathspounge! Yeah! I'd love to have an orgy with you and the rest of the mane 6!" Rainbow Dash eagerly responds. "Alright, yeah, awesome! Rarity's place!" Bathspounge says before leaving, showing a much better chemistry with her than the mare he is dating: most likely because, despite Twilight being the author Bathspounge's waifu, the character Bathspounge is far different in personality, however similar in hung-ed-ness, to his human counterpart: thus leading to such a disparity. Rainbow Dash returns to her simultaneous maturation and mollusk abuse: what a cunt. After an amount of time comparable to Bathspounge's own dick --long and abruptly ending-- elapsed, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Rarity were at Rarity's house and ready for a proper sponging. Twilight leans over to Bathspounge and asks him, "alright Spounge, are you ready?" she asks. "Yeh. I'm ready," he says nodding. All the mares --with their varying tit sizes-- we're already naked in anticipation: Rainbow Dash is an a-cup, although the small, almost nonexistent tits look fine on her athletic figure; Twilight Sparkle is a heavy B-cup, proving a jiggle which looks perfect on her bookish figure; Rarity is a c-cup, although also correctly proportioned, given her taller body; Pinkie Pie has huge, jiggly d-cups, padded with some fat from her sugary-diet, and bouncing as she erratically moves about; Fluttershy is an e-cup, because the pattern I've got going is too good to kill by putting her as an h-cup, as I'd prefer. But anyway, Fluttershy's tits look really good in a sweater. Then, the waifu-tastic Twilight Sparkle cast a spell to give them all dicks: Rainbow Dash's cock was like 14 inches; Twilight Sparkle brought her own cock from the past back, so it was two (did I say two feet last summer?) feet; Rarity got a healthy 16 inches, all thick as juicy; Pinkie Pie was given 18 inches, which looked kinda silly between her fat thighs; and Fluttershy's cock was…………………………………………………… 4 inches, because it looks silly, and Fluttershy is a doormat made of smaller doormats stitched together with thread made of weeaboo seed and cornmeal. "Woah! What's with all the dicks?!" Rainbow Dash says, and the rest of the mane 6 also are confused, and say things like "Darling" and "wowwie!" and "oh… my" and other character-linked phrases. "Well…" Twilight says, "mr. Bathspounge here has a thing for dick-girls." All eyes, except for his own, and maybe Twilight's, fall upon Bathspounge. "Oh really?" they all say, because fuck the character-linked phrases from three paragraphs ago. "Yeah… it's like, the best parts of both genders together on one pony…" he mumbles, suddenly shy where he was once brash. "It's okay Bathspounge, we've all got our kinks," Rarity tells Bathspounge, placing an arm on his shoulder to comfort him. "Oh. W-what's yours?" Bathspounge asks. Rarity blushes and leans a little closer to Bathspounge, although the rest of the ponies also lean in, so they can also hear. "I've always wanted to try bukakkee: have a whole bunch of stallions relive themselves all over my face." "I've got a great idea! I'm gonna lay down on this floor. Rarity! You're gonna ride my dick! Everyone else! You're gonna test your new semen-shooters out on Rarity's face! Eh?" *genital nods and mumbles of agreement* Bathspounge lays down, throwing a few throw pillows from Rarity's fainting couch down to form a makeshift pallet. Rarity straddles Bathspounge and squats, lowering her smacksable ass down over his cock, taking it into her vaginal tunnel with a sound like pulling dehydrated soup out of a tin can. Next, Twilight and Rainbow step forward, grabbing hold of their huge floppy penises and slapping the turgid flesh against their friend, Rarity,'s face. Rarity moans and closes her eyes, letting the Bathspounge below her do all the work (like a certain skank >:|) while she indulges herself in the buffet of mare meat before her. She opens her mouth and begins drooling on Rainbow Dash's and Twilight Sparkle'a cocks, making them all shinny as they harden, showing off their full, and quite impressive, length and girth. As Rainbow Dash grabs Rarity's horn and uses it to force her mouth onto her dick, Bathspounge reaches around to hack Rarity's dick, which had gotten subconsciously hard, off. The second white unicorn Bathspounge had ever jacked off moans even harder, in ecstasy, around Rainbow Dash's rod as she is assaulted on all fronts: Bathspounge railing her pussy, Rainbow Dash ramming her gabber, and Bathspounge rubbing 'er prick. Twilight Sparkle is very turned on as of late: watching her best friends and boyfriend fuck around with dicks just does that too her. She strokes her most excellent penis with some radical speed, filling her with pleasure before her bogus hair-triger goes off and she cums some totally awesome semen into Rarity's surprisingly still purple hair, staining it whore. Twilight Sparkle steps back into the crowd and idly rubs herself as she waits for the next pony to step up. The next pony is Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie steps forward and jerks her huge dick, dribbling pre as she hardens. A drop of pre falls down, hits young Spoungey in the eye. Spoungey didn't like that, said "I'm gonna get that mare." Bathspounge looks up at Rarity as he bobs on him, and as the semen and pre-semen rains over him, he recalls his first time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bathspounge was a little colt, aged but twelve years. He had yet to dye his mane and rebrand himself as Bathspounge: he was still Snowflake. His mother, mare by name of Snowstorm, was busy clipping coupons when she heard a loud bang come from the bathroom on which her son was showering. She quickly runs in to see if he's okay, and she is astounded. Tiny Bathspounge still had the grand endowments of big Bathspounge, and he had tripped on them. Snowflake lay on his back, all his legs, and cock, pointing out in random directions like a demented, sexy spider. Ever since her former husband, Blizzard, had left, Snowstorm had been begging for a good dicking. Luckily for her, and also Spounge, although not until later, Snowflake had inherited his father's huge dick-size genes. Snowstorm burst through the door to see her son laying there with the sexy spider and all, and couldn't help but be enticed by her son's dong. She hadn't been able to find a stallion or toy manufacturer who could hope to stand against Blizzard, and now she had a perfect specimen helpless before her. She didn't intend to pass this situation up. Snowflake pulls her clothes off and joins her son in his shower, pushing his shoulders against the tub and pressing her hips down on his. "Hey honey," she say as she begins to stroke his dong against her front, milking it to full hardness. "Mommy really needs this right now. And by the looks of it, you do as well," she says slutily, liking her lips. She raises up before squatting once more, taking her spawn's spunk cannon into her gaping gash. Similarly to the water raining over Bathspounge as his whorish mother rides his dick in his flashback, semen (specifically Pinkie Pie's semen) rains over him as the whorish Rarity rides his dick in reality. But even as the mares continue rotating covering Rarity more and more in jizz, Bathspounge continues to focus on the sex he didn't enjoy in his flashback, instead of the sex he would enjoy in Equestria. Little Spoungikins' lower legs rub against each other as he enters the vagina that he left twelve years ago, with his penis. Momspounge moans as she rocks her son's world, rolling her hips over her son's monster cock again and again. Due to her desperation, she's moaning like a bitch in heat and soon cums, a couple dozen times. This is too much for little Snowflake, and he cums too. Bathspounge's first orgasm: He feels a tightness in his gut and his penis feels really good as the big O starts. His balls tighten against him and his prostate begins its flow, soon passing into his shaft and being filled with the sperm cells before the muscle contractions of his loins shoot the mixture out and into his mother. The first shot goes off like a canon, and his mother feels it as she's filled. The second follows shortly in its wake, pumping Snowstorm's belly to a pleasant plumpness. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth cumshots fill her a similar amount, and she's soon full like a watermelon. She stands, gives her son a soft rub on his cauldron-sized balls, and then leaves to go deal with his brew. The two of them had hooves: there, that should protect me from the rule about foalcon having to be feral. Meanwhile, in orgy-ville Equestria, Pinkie Pie was cascading her third down Rarity's face. "Pinkie Pie," Rarity says, "don't you think you should give somepony else a turn? You've been going an awfully long time." Bathspounge realizes by her not-moaning-like-a-bitch-in-heat tone of voice that he needs to fuck her harder, and so he does. Bathspounge thrusts up into Rarity, penetrating her even deeper, if that's possible. He grabs her hips and makes up for lost time by screwing her harder than the allies screwed Germany in the treaty of Versailles. Rarity is helpless to his dick-powers and rides Bathspounge back, pushing back against him whenever he tries to pull out, making sure he's berried in her at all times. She throws her head back and moans, catching another one of the shots from Pinkie Pie's "party canon" in her open mouth. Twilight Sparkle takes initiative and moves around so that she cums on Bathspounge's face, much to his (although he'd never admit it) enjoyment. Twilight steps back to give Rainbow Dash a turn coating the other cum-dump in the room, to which Rainbow Dash eagerly catches on and gives Bathspounge another facial. Fluttershy hasn't cum yet and, despite her tiny cock, she's got some huge balls. She steps in as Rainbow Dash leaves to try to get her cum on Bathspounge, when her cock is grazed by Rainbow Dash's as he turns around. That's enough to tip her over the edge, and Fluttershy ducking explodes. Her tiny cock throbs excessively as her loads flies out, easily giving Bathspounge a coat just as thick as what Rarity has going, and redoing Rarity's, and still not finishing. Everyone, expect Bathspounge, who's getting pretty into Rarity's ass at this point, watches in awe as Fluttershy's needle-dick white washes the room, filling the room to well over ankle deep with cum. Bathspounge feels the semen washing over him and cums as well, making a load to challenge ever Fluttershy's as he fills Rarity, Rarity gets off to protect herself from actually exploding, and continues to fire. Each of the mares clamp their mouths down on his tip to try to contain the flow, but their all soon inflated to immobility. Twilight then levitates each of them over and puts their vaginas over his geyser, and they're all filled in that hole too. In an act of desperation, Twilight does the same with each mare's ass, and then same thing happens. It seems their is no escape as Spounge's goo fills the entire room. The huge, spherical mares gurgle in their master's jizz, flailing around in an attempt to swim to an air pocket, but to no avail. Bathspounge, being pinned to the floor and incredibly tired in his post-orgasm state, can't swim up, and is thus doomed to drown with his harem. But then, the door opens, and the waves of semen wash over and entirely coat the real hero of this story: my editor's OC: “...Fuck each and every one of you,” he says before leaving like the prude he is. And fuck you, too. Hey, Bathspounge here! This story is just shy of being 20,000 words, so here's a section from wikipedia about horse sex: The stallion should be chosen to complement the mare, with the goal of producing a foal that has the best qualities of both animals, yet avoids having the weaker qualities of either parent. Generally, the stallion should have proven himself in the discipline or sport the mare owner wishes for the "career" of the ensuing foal. Mares should also have a competition record showing that they also have suitable traits, though this does not happen as often. Some breeders consider the quality of the sire to be more important than the quality of the dam. However, other breeders maintain that the mare is the most important parent. Because stallions can produce far more offspring than mares, a single stallion can have a greater overall impact on a breed. However, the mare may have a greater influence on an individual foal because its physical characteristics influence the developing foal in the womb and the foal also learns habits from its dam when young. Foals may also learn the "language of intimidation and submission" from their dam, and this imprinting may affect the foal's status and rank within the herd. Many times, a mature horse will achieve status in a herd similar to that of its dam; the offspring of dominant mares become dominant themselves. Hehe, no one will notice if I edit my own story 2 years later. I'm actually going to rewrite this, but I'm lazy so I'm hiding this information in the most obscure place so no one will expect anything from me. Rewrite Goals: -Less memes -Less intentionally poor quality -More actual humor -More content -More parody -Removed Applejack Author's Note The grand work is complete.
