Shining Armor and The Gays
It was a beautiful day for a trip to Ponyville. Shining Armor, Prince of the Crystal Empire, stepped off of the train and soaked in the surroundings. Autumn had just begun, but summer’s warmth was still in the air. Everypony was out enjoying the last good days of the year.
“No wonder Twily likes this place so much…” he thought out loud.
His guards insisted on following him around the town, but Shining knew that was no way to live. He ditched them in a crowd on the way out of the train station. Now he would be able to walk around town like a normal pony. It was looking to be a wonderful vacation already.
A golden earth pony was more than happy to point him in the direction of the town library. He kinda reminded Shiny of one of Twilight’s friends. That one with the apples. Shining thanked him, then made his way down to the library. It occurred to him that he’d never actually seen where Twilight lived.
He was surprised to see that the library was actually a giant tree in the middle of town. It didn’t seem like someplace his sister would want to live. He was starting to consider asking somepony else for Twilight’s address when a familiar dragon walked by.
“Spike!” he called.
Spike saw him, then ran over for a hug. “Hey bro! I was wondering when you’d get here!”
Spike let him into the library. Twilight was inside, frantically tidying up the place even though it was already pristine. She was too busy to notice he was already there. Shining tapped her on the shoulder. She snapped out of her neurotic frenzy and yelped before she recognized him.
“Shiny!”
“Twily!”
They took a few minutes to catch up, but a knock at the door cut their time short. Twilight opened the door, only to reveal Applejack and some stallion in a cowpony outfit. Shining recognized him as the guy that gave him directions.
“Ah, this must be your friend,” said Shining. Twilight told him that one of her friends was having a relative visit too, so they might all meet up and do something. What a coincidence it was that he’d met him barely fifteen minutes ago! He introduced himself as Braeburn. Something about him struck Shining as… odd. At least he seemed nice.
They went out to Sweet Apple Acres, a farm owned by the Apple family. Shining was unfamiliar with rural life, but the place seemed pretty nice. The rest of Applejack’s family was waiting at the front of the house, setting various apple-based foods on a picnic table. All the food was amazing. Shiny nearly ate himself into a coma with all the pies and fritters they provided. Oh, and the ponies were kinda fun too. But the food was fucking great. After dinner, they all started chatting. It was all kinds of stupid girly stuff, so all the guys excused themselves. Braeburn invited Shining to come hang out in the barn, and he gratefully accepted. Only a gay stallion could listen to those girls talk for long, and Shining Armor was anything but gay.
Shining Armor, Braeburn, and Big Macintosh sat on bales of hay, talking about guy stuff. None of them were really interested in the conversation, but it’s always nice to hang out with a bunch of stallions and drink cider. Shining loved his cider.
Eventually, he decided that he’d had enough. “I’m gonna go see how my sister’s doing,” he said.
“I dun’ think so, partner.”
Shining turned around. Maybe Braeburn was just being all weird and drunk, but something about what he said sent a chill down his spine.
“Mac, grab ‘im!”
What the hell? Shining made a gallop for the barn door, but Mac beat him there. He was helpless against the much larger stallion’s strength, and he was soon pinned to the ground. Braeburn slid a broom handle through the door handle, ensuring that nopony would be dropping in on them.
Shining tried everything he could to break free, but the raw strength of the farmponies was overwhelming. He could only squirm around in the hopes of breaking Mac’s grip on his hooves. As he squirmed, he felt something brush against his flank. It couldn’t possibly be what it felt like to him. There’s no way…
Big Mac ground his hips onto Shining Armor’s back. Yes, that really was his member poking him in the back. It was all starting to make sense to Shining. He’d heard rumors of some kind of condition spreading among stallions, but he had never encountered somepony affected by it. Damn, if only he’d read more about it! He only hoped it would leave his mind intact. It felt so wrong to have another stallion touching him like that. He just wanted to break down and cry, or call for help, but he knew he had to stay strong. He wouldn’t let these queers get to him.
“Figurin’ it out, Shiny?” asked Braeburn. “We’ve been checkin’ ya out for some time now. We’re gonna make ya one of us, and yer gonna love it”
“I would absolutely NOT love it!” he shouted. “I’m married! I have a wife!”
Neither stallion replied. The only sound in the barn was Mac’s heavy breathing, now right next to Shining’s ear. This was too much for him. He knew what they were planning, and there was no way he would just let them have their way with him.
“Let me go, you colt cuddlers!”
“Braeburn, shut ‘im up!” commanded Big Mac, still mounted on Shining.
Braeburn walked around to the center of Shining Armor’s vision. He sat on his haunches, just in front of Shiny’s face, and began stroking himself with a hoof. Shining Armor really didn’t want to see horsecock, but there was no way to avoid it now. Braeburn stood back up, then maneuvered his dick toward Shiny’s lips. He tried to resist the earth pony at first, but then realized that he was completely at his mercy. Perhaps it would be better if he played along for now, at least until Mac released him. It couldn’t be that bad, right?
He opened his mouth, and Braeburn immediately thrust in. The taste was strange, but not horrible. Shiny decided that the sooner he finished him off, the sooner he could go free. He began to suckle on the tip, resisting the urge to spit it out and call for Twilight. No, she couldn’t see him like this. Not while he was being mounted like some mare!
Braeburn must’ve liked it, because he started moaning and running his hooves through Shiny’s hair. He kept pushing him to take more down his throat. “Mac, let’s get this show on tha road!” he snapped at his cousin. Mac, too caught up in rubbing along Shining Armor’s sides, stopped moving entirely. Shiny felt him shift around a little, then a hoof made its way to his backside. And another. They clamped down on his cutie marks, then a third prod came in between. Big Mac’s massive member had moved down to his tailhole.
There was no way Shining Armor was gonna let himself get taken like that. He tried one last time to break free, but he couldn’t even focus enough to use his magic. Something about the colt cuddlers was clouding his thoughts. His inhibitions went with them, and then he realized that it might be fun. He raised his hindquarters a little, just to make it easier for Mac to do his deed.
Big Mac noticed his change in attitude. “Hey Brae, he’s startin’ to turn.”
Turn? What was that supposed to mean? Oh Celestia, it really was true. They were making him into one of them. He could feel their influence seeping into his mind. Even more so when Mac began pushing into his rear. The pain was overwhelming, but so was the pleasure. Why hadn’t he tried this before? Cadence could never make him feel this good.
“Now Shiny, we’re gonna treat you nice and special today,” said Braeburn as he stroked Shining Armor’s mane. “Yer our newest recruit, and we wanna show ya how nice this can be.”
Whatever, just give him more! Shining wanted to beg for it, to scream for Mac to pull his tail and take him like a mare. Something had awoken inside him, and now he craved nothing more than the attention of these stallions. He could hear something above him, almost like kissing. Oh, just the thought of those two making out on top of him turned him on more than any mare had before.
The stallions continued to eiffel tower Shining Armor. Every thrust seemed to make him a little more eager. Their plan was working perfectly. By the time they were finished with him, he’d be an eager little slut, just like everypony else Braeburn had gotten his hooves on. Maybe he could even make more colt cuddlers for him! He was a prince, after all. He must have quite a bit of authority up north.
Just the thought of changing Shiny brought Braeburn closer to his climax. The dude gave great head, especially after he succumbed to Braeburn’s power. He tensed up, then pulled out of Shiny’s throat. He wanted him to taste it. Shiny gasped for air as soon as his mouth was empty, but made sure to prepare for what was coming. Braeburn coated his new plaything with layer after layer of his thick seed. That sealed the deal. Shiny would be at his service from now on.
Shining Armor laid there in the barn, moaning from the constant pounding at his prostate. Mac had changed his game, going from gentle and steady to slamming erratically into his ass. He wasn’t even holding him in place like before, but Shiny would never think of running away from this. In fact, he begged for it now. Big Mac’s member stretching him out was the best feeling he’d ever experienced. He wanted more. Needed more. Mac was happy to comply.
He sped up his thrusts, his balls slapping against Shiny’s every time. Braeburn told him to end it. There wasn’t anything holding him back now. With one massive push, he buried his entire length in Shining Armor. Shiny nearly screamed from the pleasure, and they came in unison. As his cock pumped out onto the ground, Mac’s filled his insides. The feeling of another stallion’s seed flowing into him was breathtaking. He never wanted to go back to mares. This would be his life now, but he would have to live it in secret. Braeburn had given him the power to turn stallions to his side, and he could use that to fulfill his needs.
They snuck back into the house and showered off. The mares were still there talking when they got back, and none of them suspected a thing. After a bit longer, the Apples sent Twilight and Shining home with a big bag of leftovers.
“Hey Twilight, I had a really nice chat with the Apples today. They kinda convinced me to stay here a while. What do you think?”
Twilight noticed something different about Shiny’s voice. It almost sounded like there was a bit of a feminine tone to it. No, that can’t be right. Shining Armor was one of the manliest stallions she knew!
“Of course, big bro! You know you’re always welcome here.”
Shining Armor smiled. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. Now that he was in Ponyville, he could exercise this new thing of his freely. Cadence wouldn’t be around to tell him otherwise. But who would he take first? He didn’t know anypony around town yet. Well, that would be a problem for tomorrow. For the moment, all he needed was a little rest to heal his aching behind. Spike led him to a spare room in the basement, where an old bed had been hastily reassembled in the corner.
“Hey Spike, you wanna hang out for a while?”
Author's Note
Jeez, I wrote this all the way back in February? I sure have come a long way since then... Well, at least I'd like to think so.