"A Sticky Situation" or "Shining Armor's Got the Magic Stick!"

by thatoneguy28

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Soarin, Shining Armor, Sex, Braeburn, Spitfire, Random, Slice of Life
Length: 7042

The story of Shining Armor, Soarin, and Spitfire after a night of heavy drinking

Soarin, after a night out drinking with Shining Armor, Spitfire, and a few others of the Wonderbolt crew, awakens to find himself somewhere warm, tight and wet. He's not sure how he got there, or where exactly 'there' was, but he'll certainly find out soon enough.

Partly edited by Dartrunner, since he's been a bit tied up with IRL things.

Warnings: May contain nuts, M/M. M/F, Cock Vore, CTF, and Melting

Published 2014-07-20 04:30:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-20 04:30:04 UTC

The Story

Soarin awoke with a start. He couldn't remember where he was, or how he got there. Of course, with it being pitch black, just to glance around and determine his surroundings was impossible. He was aware of three things about where he was: it was tight, wet, and musky. Soarin let out a loud groan, his head throbbing.

"Ugh... What happened... It feels like all of Equestria is stomping through my head... How much did I have to drink?"

Suddenly, whatever he was in, began to shift and move around. The movement was mixed with a loud yawn followed by the sound of smacking lips. Soarin squirmed around when he felt a hoof rubbing up against him through whatever he was inside.

“H-hey! Who's out there?” Soarin called out.

“Mornin' Soarin!” came the loud reply, Soarin immediately recognizing the voice.

“Shining Armor! W-Where am I?”

Shining Armor slowly woke up more and rolled over. He ended up on his back, legs splayed out and showing off his sheath and unusually large testes. Without a word, he gave a couple of pats to his swollen testicles.

“Oh, my balls.”

Soarin was taken aback by the nonchalant tone the captain of the guard had in his voice. “I'm WHAT!? Why? How- How is that even possible!?” Soarin winced at his own outburst, his head throbbing again. As soon as he recovered, he could hear Shining Armor talking.

“Well, last night you came out drinking with me and a few other Wonderbolts. And let me tell you, you got pretty wasted! I was quite buzzed myself. Anyhay, sometime during the course of the night, I apparently let slip that I had a few... Unique abilities. You were so drunk, you didn't believe me and told me to prove it.”

Shining Armor gave a chuckle and rolled over onto his belly, his large testicles shifting along with the contents inside. He got up and walked his way over to the bathroom to get ready for the day. “You also made a bet and, since I won, that means Rainbow Dash gets an automatic pass into the Wonderbolts.”

Soarin barely remembered what had happened that night, and, though details were somewhat fuzzy, he did remember parts of what had happened. “Right... The bet... And cock swallowing... I remember that, sorta...” Soarin replied. “So, you proved you could swallow a whole pony into your balls with your cock, right?”

“Yeah, I did, and I think I heard you clopping off in there before you passed out. You kinda snore loud, I'm surprised I got to sleep at all last night!”

Soarin blushed and let out a small eep. “T-that's not... Just let me out!” His ear twitched when he heard the sound of running water, the heat inside the testicles increasing. Readjusting his position a bit, he found the tight confines become a bit loose as those giant testicles dangled lower. Soarin became unsure if Shining Armor couldn't hear him, or if he was ignoring him. “Hey! I'm talking to you! You proved it so you can let me out now!”

Shining Armor stepped out of his shower and shook himself dry, the movement causing his balls to sway back and forth.

“Hmm? What's that Soarin?” he asked in a slightly dark tone. “I'm afraid that while swallowing something as large as you is quite easy, letting it out is another matter. You're just too big... for now.”

Soarin didn't like the tone in the white stallion's voice, gulping hard before he was able to respond. “W-what do you mean?” Soarin seemed to have less room than before, an odd, sticky liquid forming around his body. He shifted around and found that the liquid was sticking to his fur. He gave an experimental lick and gave a pleased shudder.

“C-cum?”

Shining Armor sat down carefully and began to knead and massage at his swollen testicles. He gave a nod and a coo of approval at the pegasus' squirming. “That's right, I'll have to melt you into my cum.” At those words, Shining Armor felt the squirming grow quite incessant, “Now, now, don't panic, I've done this before, remember? All I have to do is find a mare, fuck her, shoot your cummy form into her and make sure she gets knocked up. Then after the gestation period, you'll be reborn. Might even take some traits from the mom.” Shining Armor listened carefully, but any and all words that Soarin yelled out got drowned out by the sound of loud glorps and gurgles. “Don't think I can hear you, Soarin. Don't worry, you'll still be able to be aware of what's going on.”

No matter how hard Soarin fought to escape, he couldn't quite find the way out. It didn't help that the level of the sticky cum was rising around him. There were also some tingling along his body. Lifting a hoof, though he was unable to see in the dark, he could tell it wasn't as solid as it used to be. He called out in surprise, voice cut off from the squeezing around him due to the testicles and the loud gurgling sounds.

“Well then, with you digesting away, I guess I need to find a mare, but who..?”

Leaving the local inn, Shining Armor clopped down the street, though, only to stop when bumping into another pony. Blinking, he looked at the pegasus and smiled, recognizing her; it was Spitfire. She had been hanging out with Shining Armor, Soarin, and the other Wonderbolts the night before. She looked worse for wear, a disheveled hairstyle covered with bits of hay and dirt.

“Oh! Spitfire, good morning,” stated Shining Armor. “You wandered off sometime last night and nopony could find you.”

Spitfire groaned and gave a small nod, rubbing a hoof on her forehead. “I... Yeah, last night is REALLY fuzzy. I remember drinking with you and Soarin, then wandering away... Next thing I know I'm waking up in a hay pile behind some barn around the corner from here.” She gave a sigh and glanced around, a bit confused. “And speaking of Soarin... I figured he'd end up crashing in the room you got for all of us so we wouldn't try to fly back to Cloudsdale drunk. Have you seen him?”

Shining Armor shook his head and gave a small, sly smile. Inviting the mare back to the room, he showed her a previously slept in bed, a used shower; though there was no evidence that Soarin had ever made it to the room.

“I don't think he ended up back here,” he started, his grin turning a bit lewd. His sheath plumped out as his cock got hard rather quickly, spurred on by Spitfire's beauty and the slight bit of horniness from the alcohol. “But I see a mare in need of help, I'm in need of help; so let me offer you a proposal.”

Spitfire turned to look at Shining Armor and blushed bright, seeing his hard cock dangling between legs. She was about to say something when he continued.

“See, it would be, well... Indecent of me to walk around the town with my cock just hanging out. I could help you try and find Soarin, but you'd have to do something for me in return. I'm sure you can get the idea,” he said giving a small wink to Spitfire.

Spitfire knew how alcohol could affect stallions, as well as how they got in the morning. She slowly nodded and gulped, blushing more, “Yeah, I'll do something for you,” she agreed, certain that all Shining Armor needed was a little visual aid to help him get off.

“So what do you want? A striptease maybe?”

Shining Armor shook his head and sat down, leaning back to let his throbbing cock bob a little and to show off. “No, I was thinking something a little more hooves on.” He beckoned Spitfire over, who followed the motion and moved forward.

“Tell me, have you ever tasted a cock before?”

Spitfire gasped in surprise at how blunt and forward he was being. A striptease to help Shining Armor get off was one thing, but a blow job?

“Sh-Shining Armor! But... you're married! I couldn-”

“Yes, I AM married, to a wife that won't even let her lips touch my cock. Some princess of love, am I right?” Shining laughed, interrupting Spitfire's outburst. “You're not the first one I've given this offer too, and you certainly won't be the last.” he paused and motioned for Spitfire to step closer. “Or would you prefer all the glances you'll get as we go out looking for Soarin? My hard, throbbing, dripping cock swinging back and forth. Just think of all the whispers and rumors we could start.”

Spitfire gulped again, mind racing as she began to imagine what would be said. That she had seduced the married stallion, taking him somewhere private? To do what? Well, with his cock dangling between his legs it would be obvious what private things would be done. Cadence would eventually hear the rumors and whispers, get Spitfire kicked from the Wonderbolts, and end her career!

“F-fine. I'll do it if you promise to help me find Soarin after!”

Shining Armor smiled and gave a nod. “You have my word, now get to it. I got a nice load for you.”

Soarin, on the other hoof, was looking quite a lot different than the night before. His form wasn't as solid and, despite finding the exit, he was too squishy to force his way out. And each movement from the stallion above sloshed more of the rising cum around him over his body, speeding up the dissolving process. He was at least able to hear some things over the loud sloshing and gurgles around him, realizing that Shining was at least keeping his promise of finding a mare... But did it have to be his boss? He opened his mouth to call out for help, but found that he was too changed at that point to be able to form anything but gurgles.

Spitfire wasted no time to take the tip into her mouth. Though despite still having her misgivings about the situation, she knew the quicker she finished the quicker they could go find Soarin. The cock tasted only slightly musky; it seemed the white stallion took pride in his hygiene. She pushed a bit harder, letting the musky flesh slide along her tongue, getting it wet with her saliva. Spitfire pulled her mouth off the tip and swallowed hard.

Soarin was in quite the perfect place to hear the lewd slurps as his form finally melted and merged with the semen around him, every movement now making him slosh around. He thought nothing of the thought of a blow job, he had his own partners do the same to get him hard and lubed for a good rutting.

“My my, you like my taste?” Shining Armor teased. She responded to the question by taking the cock tip back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, pushing hard and nearly gagging on the large cock as she shoved the tip into her throat. Swallowing hard a couple of times before she pulled off again, panting hard and blushing.

“I'm just doing this so you'll help me, so hurry up and cum,” Spitfire complained before she shoved the cock to the back of her mouth and swallowed, pulling the tip into her tight throat. She didn't want to tease or prolong the event, she just wanted it done so Shining could help her find Soarin.

Releasing a loud grunt of pleasure, Shining Armor bucked his hips at the feeling, in turn sloshing around the melted Soarin infused cum in his balls. Soarin, though dissolved, was still aware of the happenings on the outside events, feeling each movement while Shining Armor was getting his blow job. He began to wonder how long Shining would let Spitfire keep sucking him off until they switched positions, but those thoughts disappeared when he heard the next words.

“All the way to the hilt? My, you must either be eager for my cum or anxious to start looking for Soarin. Though I have a feeling he's hanging around somewhere...” Shining Armor teased as he thrust against each bob of the mare's mouth. Pre began to drip out and down Spitfire's throat, some drops landing on her tongue when the tip managed to slip out of her throat a few times. Every thrust made Shining's balls slap against Spitfire's chin.

Despite trying to remind herself that she was only doing this to help get rid of a rather big problem, Spitfire couldn't help but get a little turned on from the lewd sounds she was making and the naughtiness of everything. As she continued to deepthroat the cock, she noticed every thrust was more erratic than the next; Shining was getting close. Quickly she slid her mouth up along the shaft until finally, just the head was left inside. Reaching up, Spitfire began to stroke at the cock; Shining Armor let out a pleasured moan, though Shining attempted to push Spitfire off.

“H-hey now, c-careful!” he warned. “I'm just about to pop... Wouldn't you like a thick load in your pussy?”

Spitfire popped her mouth off the tip, leaving the throbbing member twitching in the warm air as she licked her lips clean of the stallion's pre and shook her head. “And possibly end up pregnant with a huge belly? Just hurry up and cum, Shining!” she whined out, wrapping her lips around the tip again and suckling hard. Shining shut his eyes tight, panting hard.

“That... That's f-fine...” he managed to moan out, a sly smile forming on his face. “I was planning to cum in your mouth anyway.”

Shining Armor gave small, short, quick thrusts; his tip flared wide and kept him trapped in the warm, tight mouth. A few more thrusts, his balls swinging back and forth, holding their surprise. One final thrust, his cock twitched and throbbed, and he let out a loud cry of pleasure.

“Nnnngh! H-Here cums Soarin!”

Soarin sloshed about inside those balls with each thrust and heard what Shining said.

He's... gonna... no! Not in her mouth! You promised a mare's womb! Please no!

His thoughts were broken when he felt a tugging and squeezing around him, forcing his semen-form out of those testicles and up through the hard, throbbing shaft. The first spurt was small, but landed on Spitfire's tongue. The second larger, and the third, even larger. Each shot caused Spitfire’s belly to expand out. As Spitfire didn't spill a drop, her cheeks puffed out from the volume of cum. Her belly eventually looked to be a few months pregnant. Soon, Shining Armor was spent and pulled the still flared tip from Spitfire's mouth.

Spitfire made a move that looked like she was going to spit the cum out. That move was stopped by a purplish aura coming from Shining Armor's magic.

“Ah ah... I know it's in your name but you better not spit. Wouldn't want any evidence of what we did, right?”

Spitfire gave a nod, the movement causing the cum to shift and move around in her mouth. She didn't stop at the nodding, though, undulating her tongue through the thick cum to better taste it.

Soarin's cum form sloshed about inside the warm, wet, damp mouth. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn he was on his way to a womb. He felt the tongue move through his viscous form and then tilt up some. He could feel himself flowing to the back of Spitfire's mouth and headed toward her throat.

N-NO!

Spitfire tilted her head back and closed her mouth tight before giving a powerful swallow.

*GULP*

Spitfire gave a small sigh and opened her mouth, showing off her empty mouth. She then licked her lips clean, removing any traces of Shining Armor's cum from them.

“There,” Spitfire panted out, smacking her lips and enjoying the creamy, musky after-taste in her mouth. “I held up my end of the bargain, now help me find Soarin.” She jerked up, though, when she remembered what Shining Armor had said, just at his release.

“Wait! What did you mean, here comes Soarin?”

Shining Armor just smirked and shook his head a little. “Hmmm... if only you had been by a bit sooner, or perhaps not as incessant in wanting to swallow my load,” he started. “You see, I took him down my cock, into my balls, and turned him into that creamy cum that's currently stewing in your belly. Too bad,” he said. “At least I found a mare, like I promised him.”

Spitfire stared wide eyed at the white stallion in utter shock. To be told that Shining Armor could turn ponies into seed, that seemed implausible.

There's no way that can be true, can it? But do I want to hang around long enough to find out? And if he's telling the truth, I need to find a guard and quick!

Shining Armor paid close attention to Spitfire's body language and noticed a slight twitch in one of her wings. Reacting immediately, he lit his horn and wrapped his magic around the entirety of Spitfire's body. Not that he needed to.

“Hmm? Let me guess, thinking of running away to maybe tell a guard? Tell my wife? Or did you forget your belly weighing you down?”

Spitfire shook her head quickly and responded in a rather sarcastic tone. “O-of course not! Why would I want to find a guard and tell him you killed one of the Wonderbolts?”

Her words were punctuated by Shining Armor's laughing. “Oh, Spitfire... I didn't kill him. You don't think I've done this before? All it would have taken was a mare's womb and he'd be just as good as he was before, maybe even better.” Shining chuckled darkly, “Ah, but YOU, on the other hoof, you swallowed him down.” Shining Armor used his magic to stroke over the large belly, almost teasingly. “No egg there, just dissolving acids that will turn into a burst of energy for you. So in turn, it is YOU that killed Soarin.”

A loud rumble from Spitfire's rounded stomach punctuated what Shining Armor was saying, the mare staring at the white stallion in horror, “I... no, I can save him I could-”

“Could what? Puke him up? Or did you forget that horses can't throw up? Not that it's going to matter in a few minutes.”

The magic around Spitfire that held her still began to tug, pulling the mare close to Shining Armor. She hadn't noticed, due to her shock, that the white stallion's cock was still very hard. She turned her head away, the side of her face pressing against the tip.

“I'm not gonna suck you off again! You're crazy!”

Shining Armor stared down at Spitfire, using his magic to rub her face all over his sensitive tip. “Who said I wanted to suck you off? Your stomach's full of my delicious cum, which means?” Shining Armor paused what he was saying, motioning for Spitfire to finish his thought.

“I uh... um... I don't.... know?”

“It means you made my balls empty which means you'll refill them. Don't worry, I'll find a mare to shoot you into.”

With those words, Shining Armor used his magic to shove Spitfire hard against his cock tip. He turned Spitfire's head just enough to press her nose into his slit, almost acting like a snake; Spitfire could feel the inside tugging at her. She was certain that, despite it taking a long time, Shining Armor wouldn't need any help getting her inside. But he was using his magic, pushing hard. He could barely contain a few short thrusts as the mare slid into his cock. Shining Armor's cock bulged out and held tight around Spitfire as the seconds ticked by.

Spitfire took a deep breath of the musky insides of the cock as her world was engulfed in darkness. She could feel the magic as it pushed against her and the tugging from the cock she was quickly slipping down. And soon she was trapped up to her wings and she sighed in relief. With her wings still out, she couldn't progress any further, or so she thought. Spitfire fought back when she felt the magic holding her concentrate more on her wings and force them to fold up.

With her wings out of the way it was easy for Spitfire's form, lubed up with the copious amounts of pre dripping out around her, to slide deeper into the bulging cock.

Despite the ease of her sliding in, the flesh held tight enough against her body to show off her squirming, writhing, wiggling form. Shining Armor watched and groaned with each twitch, always enjoying when his prey tried to fight against the inevitable. The tightness caused the cum in Spitfire’s belly to shift about, forcing a bit out her ponut as she slipped in deeper.

Inside his testicles, Spitfire's final destination began to leak sticky cum in anticipation of the new meal. The air was a little stale but very humid and musky. As inch after inch of her body slipped further inside the tight hole, Spitfire could smell the heavy musk smell get stronger. Soon she found her snout pressed to the entrance of the testicles, the only part of her left visible outside Shining Armor's slit was a bright orange tail.

With a shudder, Shining Armor clenched his body tight and trapped the mare in place. He teased and toyed with his bulged cock, forcing Spitfire to squirm about and bring untold pleasure to the stallion.

“Mmmm... you're quite the little toy, aren't you?” Shining groaned out, his pre leaking from the tip of his cock and sinking into Spitfire's tail. “I'm almost tempted to let you go free...”

Spitfire couldn't see the smirk on Shining Armor's face, nor did she pick up the hint of sarcasm in his voice. Thinking this was an opportunity for her to escape a sticky fate (even if she was still skeptical about his claims), Spitfire began to squirm and writhe even more. If she could get him to cum, surely the force would free her from the tight flesh holding her.

While the movements brought great pleasure to the stallion, he had no intention of letting his prey go. Somehow Spitfire suspected that, so she was surprised when she felt herself sliding backwards and her rump, covered in sticky fluids, feeling quite cold at the much lower temperature of the outside air. Before she could even think to react, she stiffened, feeling a touch to her exposed marehood. Letting out a moan as something warm and wet dragged along her opening and teased at her clit.

Lewd licking and slurp sounds filled the small hotel room as Shining Armor set to please the trapped mare orally. He made his own moans and groans as he pleasured Spitfire, her squirms feeling heavenly. Making sure to lap at her clit, especially every time her slit winked and pushed it out and exposed it. With the licking to her clit and the musky, heady smell all around her, her body began to react. Her warm slit became slick with her juices, which the stallion lapped up eagerly. He was careful not to cum right then, lest he lose his prey.

It didn't take long with the mix of scents around Spitfire and the teasing to her clit. Shining Armor felt the mare stiffen and her vulva wink before spurts of female cum dripped out. He could feel the mare's shudders as she came hard, the feeling bringing him just as much pleasure. Holding himself back to keep from cumming himself, Shining Armor let the squirming form of Spitfire ride out her orgasm.

The orgasm rocked through Spitfire's body, held stiff until the overwhelming pleasure subsided. Once that pleasure was gone and Spitfire was basking in the afterglow, her entire body went limp. Shining Armor flexed his cock a few times and finished slurping up the mare, now much easier due to her more subdued state. The only sounds that filled the room now were just lewd slurps and the occasional moan from the mare as her form started to fill out Shining Armor's quickly expanding testicles.

Soon, the only evidence of something amiss was Shining Armor's large testicles. His cock, after it devoured the mare completely, slowly softened and retreated back into the protection of his sheath. Shining Armor made his way into the small bathroom in the hotel room and stepped into the shower again. The warmth made his already large testicles drop even lower, the weight of the mare making them almost touch the bottom of the tub. As with Soarin, Spitfire found that the tightness around her wasn't quite as tight and the insides were very warm. During the duration of the shower, Spitfire slowly came down from her pleasure high until, just when Shining Armor was toweling off, she regained her senses and started to fight for a way out.

Her prison, though, became much tighter around her and limited her movements now that Shining Armor had stepped out into the much cooler air.

“Fight all you want,” Shining Armor said with a smirk on his face, “The only way you get out is when you're cum. Which reminds me, I need to go find a mare for you.”

As Shining Armor walked out the hotel and into the streets of the Crystal Empire, soft squishes and gurgles came from his balls. Luckily for him, all the sounds drowned out the mare's cries for help as she quickly softened. Spitfire's coat turned from a bright orange and yellow to more white. Her pleading was replaced with just loud gurgles.

Despite her transformed state, Spitfire was surprised to find she was still aware of things. She could feel as the balls she was trapped in swung back and forth with each of Shining Armor's hoofsteps. She could also hear the muffled sounds of deep, throbbing music and a rather loud crowd.

“Hmmm... Diamonds in the Rough, the Crystal Empire's most well known adult entertainment facility,” said Shining Armor. “Let's hope we can find you a nice mare to get you reborn.”

Shining Armor wandered through the crowd, watching a few of the performers up on stage. A few mares on one stage, a mix of stallions on another, there was even a live sex show on a third stage with a mare and stallion. He didn't recognize any of the performers, though. As he looked around, his eyes fell on one of the patrons, a mare with a yellow coat and wearing girly clothes, no real oddity in a place such as this. In fact, most ponies were encouraged to wear elaborate clothing, especially if they wanted to jump up on stage for a show. This particular mare seemed enamored by a pair of stallions going at it on a small stage. Shining Armor carefully approached her and gave a tap to her shoulder.

“Excuse me, miss, I couldn't help but notice you were enjoying the show. Curious to which one you fantasize about being, the top or the bottom?” Shining Armor asked, a lewd smile on his face.

The pony Shining Armor had tapped turned to look at the captain of the guard and blushed. She stammered a few times before clearing her throat.

“It uh... I uh... *ahem* The bottom,” she admitted, her blush deepening.

The mare opened her mouth to continue fumbling over her words when she found a hoof pressed to her red, luscious lips. She looked up along the foreleg and gulped, blushing even deeper.

“I know this place has some nice, private booths. I could make that fantasy of yours a reality, if you're up to it.”

Removing his hoof from her lips, and before she could say anything, found herself in a deep, passionate kiss. The kiss lingered for a few seconds, the mare closing her eyes slowly. Once the kiss was broken, a strand of saliva stretched between the pair's tongues, both of which were hanging out.

Without a word, the two bolted from the main floor to the private rooms in back. They barely got to the hall housing each room before the two embraced again, locking their lips together in another passionate kiss. Continuing it as they stumbled through the hall, the pair found one of the doors unlocked. Still locked in their kiss, they quickly entered the room, closed the door, then locked it. Shining Armor broke the kiss before using his magic to gently push his partner onto the bed on her back.

Shining Armor lit up his horn and started off by removing his partner's top, climbing up to plant kisses along her neck. His magic continued to work on the mare's clothing until she was finally sitting there with just a pair of panties on. Shining Armor slowly planted kisses down the pony's front, moving down along her belly and close to the edge of her panties.

The mare reached down with a hoof and ran it along Shining Armor's mane, a look of concern and hesitation on her face. Shining Armor glanced up and saw that look and was concerned himself.

“What's wrong, hun?”

The mare fidgeted and turned her head away. “I... I think you might have had the wrong idea about me,” she slowly said, scooting back from Shining Armor. Slowly she slid a hoof on her panties, his eyes drawn to see a bulge there. Shining Armor pounced on the mare and slowly, teasingly pulled down the edge of those panties until he was able to see what was causing the bulge: a large, half hard stallionhood. He continued to pull the panties down, lifting up his partner's balls once they were free and he grinned.

“Y-you're p-probably gonna run away, aren't you?” the trap pony whimpered out.

Shining Armor stared at that large cock and grinned wide, shaking his head. “You really think I care you aren't REALLY a mare?” he asked aloud, a hoof groping and teasing at the half hard cock. Spitfire would have started squirming and panicking at those words if she was still in a form that would have allowed it.

That bastard! You better find a mare! Spitfire warned, though her voice would not be heard.

“Besides, didn't I say I'd make your fantasy a reality?”

Shining Armor used his magic to turn the crossdressing stallion over. He licked his lips as he stared at that luscious rump. “You have any lube?” Shining asked, not surprised when the stallion shook his head. “I guess I could use some of my spit, or yours.”

“W-wait!”

Shining Armor looked down at the stallion on the bed as he stepped forward. The stallion on the bed had his ears pinned back and a blush as deep as the ripest tomato on his face.

“I'd... Rather you not use any lube...”

With a nod, Shining Armor got into position, his hard cock tip pushing against the tight, unlubed hole of... well, he didn't know 'her' name.

“So, does the little bottom slut have a name?”

The stallion on the bed felt his cock throb and get fully hard when he was called a slut, letting out a whine of pleasure, “It... It's Braeburn,” he moaned out. “I know wh-who you are. You're Shining- AHHH!”

Braeburn's words cut off when the tip of Shining Armor's stallionhood slipped into his tight ponut and stretched him out wide. With no lube, he was able to feel every inch of flesh as it slowly, almost teasingly slid in. Though, after only a few inches, Shining Armor withdrew almost completely, his tip barely held inside. This caused Braeburn let out a loud whine of impatience, followed by a cry of pleasure mixed with pain. In one swift thrust, Shining Armor forced nearly half his cock into Braeburn’s tight hole, the girth stretching him out even more than his usual partners.

The sound of grunts and groans filled the private room as Shining Armor began to thrust harder, seemingly not caring about any pain Braeburn was feeling. For Braeburn, however, even the tiniest bit of pain was pleasure to him, his already stretched, tight hole clenching hard around the cock inside of him. Each thrust in brushed against his prostate, causing his own cock to bob and twitch in time to the rhythm.

Quickly, each thrust from Shining Armor pushed his whole cock into the tight hole, the stallion leaning down to let his breath wash over Braeburn’s ear.

“You like this you sissy slut? You fantasize about being a mare in heat to be bred by all the stronger stallions around you?” Shining Armor whispered to Braeburn. Braeburn started to let go, not holding back his cries of pleasure each time Shining Armor’s stallionhood hilted in him, loving the names he was getting called. His own cock twitched and throbbed even more, the bottom stallion close to his release.

Shining Armor increased the force of his thrusts, knowing that Braeburn was just on the edge. He lit his horn and wrapped Brae’s cock in his warm magic, adding a few strokes of his own with each thrust. Braeburn tilted his head back and let out a loud cry, his cock flaring out. There was a brief pause before Brae’s cum spurted out, all over the bed under him.

A few more thrusts from Shining Armor and he was ready to pop as well. “Naughty little sluts that cum before me don’t get deeply rewarded~” he teased. Shining Armor gave one last thrust, hilting as his cock tip flared and stretched Braeburn even wider. Before the first shot of cum could spurt out, he pulled out. His large flare left Braeburn’s hole spread open. Of course, he wasn’t aiming for that hole; he aimed his cock right at Braeburn’s back.

The first bits of Spitfire cum landed right on Braeburn’s cutie mark. The second and third shot landed on his back. The fourth and final shot landed in his mane and on an ear, turning a spattering of his body white. Spitfire, who was quite aware of what was happening, felt her form stretched across the bottom Braeburn. In the coolness of the air and the fans running to keep the room somewhat clear of the scent of sex for the patrons, the cum was already starting to dry.

Spitfire felt herself getting weaker and weaker as the time ticked by.

You… Promised a mare….

Braeburn, who was still lost in the throes of his release, barely registering Shining Armor sliding his still hard cock back into his abused hole, all the way to the hilt. There was a flash of light as Shining cast a spell, aiming it for Braeburn. He thought it was some sort of stamina spell so the two could get going again. Surprisingly to him, he didn’t feel any less tired after the spell. What he did feel was an odd tingling sensation coming from the cock inside of him.

“Nnngh…. Shining… What’s going on? What did you do?”

Shining Armor gave a couple of thrusts into Braeburn, feeling a slight tugging. The feeling caused Braeburn to try and pull himself off the cock, finding he was stuck. Feeling was slowly slipping away along his backside, the stallion glancing back to see his rump merging into the flesh of the stallionhood currently buried in his ponut.

Braeburn began to panic and hyperventilate, scrambling under Shining Armor’s body in a desperate attempt to get away. That tingling continued to spread over his body; now his back legs were changing as well. They became more black in color as they were pulled into Shining’s sack. Braeburn watched in a mix of horror and fascination as his cutie mark appeared on the black sack. His own cock was hard again and throbbing, even as it began to stick and merge with his underbelly, his yellow fur receding and his flesh turning more pink with mottles of yellow.

“H-how…?”

“Shhh, it’ll be over soon, just enjoy it~!”

Before Braeburn could form any other question, he could feel his head changing shape and some oddly musky tasting liquid starting to drip out of his mouth. Soon his entire head was more or less bald and flattening out to form the flared tip of Shining Armor’s cock. He was still able to taste the pre as it leaked out, despite his tongue merging with the bottom of his mouth. He attempted to at least cry out in surprise as his legs folded up and merged with his pink and yellow body; it only caused more of the musky pre to fly from his ‘lips’. He managed to glance up at Shining Armor’s face, seeing the stallion enjoy the sensations of his new cock. It felt more sensitive, plus there was much more girth to it. Braeburn blinked a few times, finding it harder to open his eyes after each one until he closed his eyes just as the transformation finished with his head.

What was once a powerful earth pony was now just a thick, musky, throbbing stallionhood dangling between Shining Armor’s legs. Shining Armor reached down and ran a hoof along his thicker and slightly longer cock, making note of the cutie mark still on his sack. Slowly his stallionhood began to get smaller and retract into its’ protective sheath. Without another word Shining Armor left Diamonds in the Rough, leaving behind the clothing his partner had been wearing and headed for the train station.

“Don’t worry, I’ll change you back eventually,” he said. To any pony around him, he might have sounded crazy, talking to nopony it seemed. “Once we get to Sweet Apple Acres. I’m sure you’ll want to spend some time with your cousin.” Shining Armor stepped onto the train and sat near the back, idly watching as the train started up.

A few hours later, the train pulled up to the train station close to Sweet Apple Acres. Shining Armor stepped off and stretched, making his way toward the farm. Surprisingly, nopony was there. No Applebloom, no Applejack, no Big Mac, no Granny Smith. He began to look around the farm, heading for the barn. Shining thought maybe they were working there but when he poked his head in, again the place was empty. He shrugged and kept wandering around, ending up at a few empty barrels. Said barrels were sitting next to a large cider press.

“Hmmm… weird, there’s nopony here,” he started, feeling a slight pressure building in his bladder. Shining Armor tried to ignore the feeling, shifting his stance back and forth in a sort of small dance. He glanced at the barrels and sighed, laying his ears back. He wasn’t thinking what he thought he was, was he?

“Guh… can’t break into their house just to use a bathroom… I hope they don’t mind me using one of the barrels… they’ll wash it out, right?” He also had a stray thought.

I feel like I’m forgetting something… but I really need to go RIGHT NOW!

He positioned the barrel next to a large pile of hay bales. He climbed up as his stallionhood dropped, hanging limp. He lit his horn and positioned the tip, pointing it toward the opening of the barrel. Suddenly his bladder felt even more full than usual. It was at that moment he remembered what he was forgetting.

“Oh horseapples! I gotta hold it in and change Braeburn back!”

But the longer he held it in, the stronger the urge to piss got. Soon, he had waited too long and was caught in a bad situation. He needed to concentrate to cast the spell, but in doing so, would have to stop concentrating on not peeing. In his hesitation to act, it eventually came down to his body to decide.

He squeezed his eyes shut and grunted, he did a little dance, tried not to think of running sinks, or waterfalls, or a downpour. The pain of holding back his piss was getting too much to the point he no longer could hold it in. With a very loud sigh, Shining Armor let out a rather strong stream of piss. The sound of liquid splashing against the side of the inside of a barrel filled the area. If anypony would have been around, they would have sworn somepony was emptying a giant container of apple cider into a barrel through a hose, which was quite close to what was really happening.

Slowly the barrel filled up, Shining’s piss seemingly endless. The scent from the liquid, though, didn’t smell acrid, or like piss would normally smell. It smelt more like an apple juice or cider. As time passed and more piss filled the barrel, Braeburn’s still visible cutie mark began to fade.

“Sorry there, Brae, I forgot if I let anything out like cum or piss while somepony’s been absorbed makes it impossible to reverse. Looks like you’ve been turned into some kind of cider.”

A few more minutes passed by, the barrel nearly full as Shining Armor’s stream slowed to a trickle. Braeburn’s cutie mark was barely visible, the colors fading until finally it disappeared completely.

A bit curious, once he was finished, Shining bent down to give the liquid a sniff. Still finding no piss smell, he flicked out his tongue and lapped up the liquid. It tasted just like a high quality apple cider. He lit up his horn and pulled over a lid for the barrel, sealing the cider inside. He then grabbed the barrel and hid it among the other full barrels.

Now feeling quite relieved, Shining Armor made his way back to the train station, hopping on the one that ran to Ponyville. “Well, since I’m in the area, I might as well go surprise Twilight. She mentioned a new tree castle library place, I’m curious to see it. What’s the worst that could happen?”