Author's Note

Chapter might have some errors, I'm having to juggle a lot of things at the moment so I can't focus on writing as much as I would like to. Will go over it as soon as I can, don't hesitate to tell me if you see any glaring problems.

05: Riding the bull

Fluttershy stirred from her slumber, slowly coming to. She blinked owlishly as she tried to remember what had happened to her, her mind a little jumbled at the moment. She was lying in a soft bed, a low ceiling above her, the wood old and cracked. She frowned in confusion, wondering where she was, a soft whimper of apprehension escaping her lips. She almost jumped out of her coat when somepony spoke from nearby.

“Oh, finally awake?”

She froze in fear, the voice terribly familiar. Trembling, she slowly sat up and eyed her surroundings, quickly recognizing the interior of the caravan. Her eyes darted around the room, lingering on the door and the windows, taking mental note of every possible exit. Then her gaze fell on the azure unicorn watching her intently and all thoughts of running away evaporated from her mind. Trixie was smiling softly at her, her kind expression at odds with her appearance. The unicorn was wearing a shiny black leather outfit, made of a corset, thigh-high boots and a scandalous gather belt. The ensemble made her curvy hips even more enticing, bringing focus to her plump rear end…

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“Okay, we should stop.” Twilight gulped, averting her eyes from the frozen image of Trixie in her dominatrix outfit. “I don’t think I can do this…”

“Princess, I love ya, but your interruptions are really getting old.” Mercy frowned, her wings twitching in annoyance against the sofa. “We both agreed we wanted to know what happened between my baby girl and those two perverts and since she isn’t talking…” Mercy gestured to the pile of blankets next to her, a muffled squeak escaping from the fluffy fortress. “This is the best solution.” She pointed to the magical screen with a wing, the golden aura framing the window into Fluttershy’s mind shimmering. “If she wants to stop she will, isn’t that right my little duckling?” She patted the top of the blanket pile, receiving an affirmative squeak.

“It’s just that using this kind of magic on a friend seems… wrong.” Twilight shuddered, stealing a glance towards Trixie’s alluring frame. She gulped heavily and looked away. “I’m not sure it’s ethical.”

“Oh?” Mercy quirked an eyebrow. “And doing it on my Loneling was fine?”

“… Point taken.” Twilight inclined her head, then sighed in defeat. “Go on Fluttershy, continue if you want.”

“And don’t leave out any juicy details!” Mercy chuckled, turning towards the screen once more.

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Fluttershy blushed crimson as she realized what kind of outfit this was, Mercy’s magazine having been very instructive on all things sexual. And the BDSM issues had been very… titillating for the shy pegasus. Trixie watched her reaction attentively, apparently very pleased with her being so flustered. She was wielding a riding crop in her magic, her leather clad frame resting on a strange pillow... No… That wasn’t a pillow… Fluttershy inhaled sharply as she realized that the unicorn was lounging on a bound and gagged Loneling, the poor changeling squirming in distress. Trixie noticed where she was looking and chuckled, giving his rump a sharp tap with her whip.

“Oh don’t worry about him, Trixie is just punishing him for being a bad pet.” She stretched on his carapaced back, groaning as she accommodated her bulging belly. Trixie was huge, she looked like a mare not a mouth away from giving birth, but that only made her more appealing in Fluttershy’s eyes. “Trixie told him she didn’t want to see him again and what does he do?” She brought her riding crop down onto his flanks, the sharp sound making Fluttershy wince. “He comes right back to my door like a lost puppy, asking for my help.” She smiled sweetly as Loneling grumbled around his ballgag, his horn sparkling uselessly. “At least he had the decency to bring Trixie a nice present, even if it was a little dirty.”

“Hmm…” Fluttershy rubbed her hooves on the covers, sitting on her haunches timidly. “Can you stop hitting him, please?” She winced when Trixie narrowed her eyes at her, the shy pegasus shrinking back instantly. “You’re hurting him…” She whispered.

“Of course I am, he deserves it.” Trixie huffed imperiously, whacking him once more. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to get his disgusting gunk off your lovely coat? The smell was unbearable before Trixie scrubbed you off, now it is merely annoying.” She sniffed the air, scrunching up her muzzle. “His stink will scare off other males for some time, I’m afraid.” She tsked, resting her back hooves over his head. “Such a pretty little thing, marked by this ugly beast. How awful.” She levitated her riding crop over her head, intent on delivering a stinging blow.

“Wait, don’t!” Fluttershy rushed to say, waving her hooves around. “I don’t mind, honest!”

“Really?” Trixie tilted her head, giving her a calculating look. “What about all the stallions you’ll miss-out on? Such a beautiful mare as yourself, you must have so many suitors chasing you all the time.”

“Actually, if it scares stallions away I won’t complain.” Fluttershy mumbled, looking away. “I’m kind of scared of them…”

“Oh?” Trixie’s smile turned predatory, but when Fluttershy’s eyes flicked back to her she was back to her amiable grin. “What a shame… If Trixie can be so bold to ask, was this your first time fooling around with a male?” Her eyes twinkled as Fluttershy nodded bashfully. “Never with a mare either?” Fluttershy squirmed, but was compelled to nod again. “Now that is just…” Trixie licked her lips, a hungry glint in her eyes. “… tragic.”

The azure mare carefully dismounted the bound changeling, taking care not to jostle her rounded belly too much. She slowly made her way over to the bed, her hips swaying enticingly despite her burdened frame. Fluttershy squeaked and began to squirm back against the wall, wondering what Trixie had in mind. She still remembered the bad things the unicorn had done back in Ponyville, even if the unicorn had not harmed her directly. Twilight had said she was positive Trixie had learned her lesson, but the magician was still an intimidating figure. Her outfit wasn’t helping Fluttershy feel at ease either.

“So tell me, what is a pretty little virgin like you doing in this depraved town.” Trixie purred, her magic gently pushing Fluttershy’s mane out of her eyes. “What were you looking for in that theatre? Why did you go into that bar?” She smirked wolfishly. “And why did you spy on us?”

“I…. I wasn’t…” Fluttershy stuttered, her ears pressed against her head. “I would never…”

“Did you think Trixie didn’t see you looking through that window while she was disciplining her pet?” Trixie heaved her rounded belly on the bed and crawled next to her prey, putting one of her hooves on Fluttershy’s trembling thighs. “I do hope you enjoyed the private show. I was disappointed you didn’t try to join us.” The unicorn let her magic trace a line over Fluttershy’s cheeks, making the shy mare shiver. “Were you having fun with your little toys as you watched, just like in the theatre?” She chuckled when Fluttershy whimpered. “Oh yes, I did see you up there, desperately playing with yourself.” Trixie bit her lips, lightly pinching Fluttershy’s cheeks with her telekinesis, pulling the mare closer. “Poor little girl, so hot and bothered, but too scared to ask for help.” She leaned forward, bringing her muzzle next to Fluttershy’s crimson cheeks. “Don’t worry my dear, Trixie will take care of you.”

“Hmmm, I’m flattered but…” Fluttershy gulped, too afraid to jerk away as the mare started to hum into her ear. “I really should be going…”

“Trixie will be gentle with you.” The unicorn whispered sensually, tenderly grasping Fluttershy’s hooves. “Trixie will teach you everything you need to know.”

“I’m not sure I can… *Eeep*!” Fluttershy froze as Trixie leaned closer, her stronger hooves holding her as she tried to squirm away.

“Don’t be scared, my little pet.” She smirked as Fluttershy’s breath hitched at her words. “Give yourself to me, let Trixie take care of everything.” Trixie cheered internally as she felt her resistance crumble. “If you want to leave I won’t stop you.” She pressed her corseted chest on Fluttershy’s shivering body. “But if you stay, Trixie will show you a world of pleasure you will never experience with your little toys.” She carefully took hold of Fluttershy’s chin, making the shy pegasus look into her eyes. “Now, what will it be?”

“I… I…” Fluttershy hesitated, unable to look away from Trixie’s smoldering gaze, then she relaxed in her grip. “Okay…”

“Tut tut tut.” Trixie admonished, her horn glowing as her magic rummaged around her special chest. “There are rules to this kind of thing. And rule number one is: you shall call me Mistress.” Trixie narrowed her eyes as Fluttershy remained silent. “Say it.”

“Yes M… Mistress.” Fluttershy rushed to say, instantly falling into a submissive role. “S… Sorry Mistress.” She added meekly.

“Good girl.” Trixie’s angry expression melted into a motherly smile. “Rule number two, as long as you wear this,” She produced a black leather collar, with a golden medallion sporting her wand cutie-mark. She held it in her magic, making sure Fluttershy could see it. “you will obey everything Trixie says.” She gently slipped the collar around her neck, fastening it with a satisfied hum. “Understand?”

“Yes Mistress.” Fluttershy responded without hesitation, getting more confident as she accepted Trixie’s rule over her.

“Rule number 3, you can stop whenever you want.” Trixie caressed Fluttershy’s cheeks, holding her gaze captive. “Trixie won’t let anything bad happen to you, but if you ever feel overwhelmed, you just have to say ‘Pinecone’, and I will stop.” She leaned forward, trying to convey how important this was. “Got that?”

“Yes Mistress.” Fluttershy nodded eagerly, impatient to start.

“Very good, my little pet.” Trixie stretched on the bed, lying on her side to let her burdened belly rest. Fluttershy gazed with unabashed curiosity, her eyes tracing the contours of her pregnant form, the corset stretched to its limits to hold the enormous bump in place. Trixie chortled as she saw her staring, letting one of her leather clad hooves caress her rounded belly. “A present from my naughty little changeling pet.” She said lightly. “He forgot his place and thought he could fill Trixie with his eggs without any repercussion.” She turned to the bound Loneling, smirking evilly. “He learned his lesson though, haven’t you boy?” She chuckled as Loneling mumbled something through his gag, squirming against his bounds.

“Can I…” Fluttershy gulped, avoiding Trixie’s gaze as the unicorn looked back at her. “Can I feel them, Mistress?”

“You may. But be careful, they are Trixie’s children after all.”

Fluttershy nodded and gently placed her hoof over Trixie’s rounded belly, her eyes widening in wonder. She could feel the bumps under her stretched coat, the impressive number of changeling eggs having completely stuffed Trixie’s insides. Fluttershy’s nethers burned at the idea of being filled with Loneling’s brood as well, to carry so many lives in her womb, to care for them… Cooing she laid her head over Trixie’s enormous belly, pressing her ear against the leather. She didn’t know if she was imagining things, but she could almost hear strange chittering sounds, like high pitched baby birds calls, coming from deep inside Trixie’s belly.

“The first ones will be born in a little more than a week.” Trixie passed a hoof through Fluttershy’s mane, marveling in her naturally silky hairs. “The youngest were just laid, so they will emerge in a mouth.” She then narrowed her eyes, smiling with hunger. “But enough about that. Lay down on your back, my little pet.”

Fluttershy eagerly obeyed, quickly letting herself fall back on the bed with a *pomf*, her wings spreading under her. She pushed all her fears and doubts to the side, now that she could rely completely on her mistress. She had always dreamed about being the pet for once, to abandon herself in the care of somepony else and not have to worry about caring for herself. And it was finally happening. She blushed bright crimson as Trixie took her time to gaze at her exposed body, her eyes lingering on her smooth belly, then on her small teats. Fluttershy couldn’t help but move her thighs to hide her breasts, crossing her hooves over her fluffy chest, some remnants of her shyness still holding her back.

“Don’t.” Trixie said imperiously. Fluttershy froze, squeaking in fear. “Your body is mine to do as I please as long as you wear this.” Trixie’s magic took hold of the collar, tightening its grip just a bit. She narrowed her eyes as her pet tried to avoid her gaze. “Now, be a dear and stop hiding your lovely body. That’s an order.” Trixie hadn’t raised her voice, but Fluttershy felt like she had just been slapped by her mistress.

She was being a bad pet.

Gulping, she relaxed her limbs. She inhaled sharply as Trixie pushed herself closer, pulling her burdened frame to rest just next to her. The unicorn gently grabbed one of her hooves, squeezing it in a comforting manner as it trembled in her leathery grasp. Trixie cooed softly, just like a pony trying to calm down a spooked animal, her other hoof lightly landing on Fluttershy’s chest. The pegasus didn’t react as her mistress began to trace circles on her chest, the leather on her glove gliding smoothly over the fluff on her coat. It felt very nice, the spike of fear quickly evaporating thanks to Trixie, the mare still holding her hoof like a mother would, her soft words of encouragement melting her remaining anxieties until she was completely calm once more.

“There, all better.” Trixie hummed, smiling kindly once again. “You’re one jittery little thing, aren’t you?” She chuckled as Fluttershy chirped in agreement. “Don’t worry, your mistress is here, you have nothing to fear.”

Trixie’s hoof began to stray south, tracing slow circles over her belly, teasing her belly button. Fluttershy giggled, squirming as her ticklish tummy was massaged. Trixie raised an eyebrow at her, the pegasus instantly settling down under her gaze. Satisfied by her obedience, Trixie hummed in appreciation, then began to go even lower. Fluttershy quivered in surprise as the gloved hoof brushed against her teats, softly making contact. Nopony had ever gotten a good look at her breasts, let alone touch them, but strangely enough she didn’t react or really mind as Trixie began to gently fondle her mounds.

“Hmmm, not very big, but still very cute.” Trixie groped her teats playfully, enjoying the shapely little bosom. “Trixie bets that a lot of stallions would do anything to rub their meats between your perky little teats, just to smear their scent on them.” She squeezing a little harder, eliciting a gasp from Fluttershy. “Oooh, but what’s this?” Trixie’s horn ignited, an amused grin spreading on her lips. “Getting excited, are we?” Fluttershy could only squeak in reply, feeling her nipples harden under the gentle massage.

Trixie’s magic enveloped her breasts, groping, teasing, pushing them together. She looked at Fluttershy to see her reaction and was pleased to find her biting her lips, clearly enjoying herself, not a hint of shame on her flushed features. Smirking, Trixie decided to take it up a notch, her magic becoming more forceful. She started to fondle her teats with new vigor, pinching her erect nipples lightly. Fluttershy squirmed once more, but this time it was in pleasure, not in embarrassment. Her breath was getting shorter, her arousal beginning to drip between her thighs, the smell of an excited mare spreading through the caravan.

Trixie sniffed the air attentively, still tweaking and squeezing down below. “Oh my, even your scent is graceful.” She brought her nose closer to the origin of the mouthwatering perfume, inhaling deeply, before frowning in confusion. “Strange, you are not in heat?” Trixie leaned back, watching Fluttershy writhe under her ministration. “With the way you were acting, Trixie thought you must have been in season. But you’re not even close, are you?” She pinched her nipples harder, making Fluttershy squeak. “You’re just a naughty little girl.” Trixie squeezed her teats forcefully, careful to stay just short of being painful. “You look so pure and innocent but deep down you’re just looking for a good stuffing, aren’t you?” She narrowed her eyes dangerously, tweaking Fluttershy’s nipples harder, sending a jolt of painful pleasure into her. “Answer me!”

“Yes!” Fluttershy squealed, her legs tensing in ecstasy. “I’m a slut!” She covered her muzzle with her hooves as a string of whimpers and moans escaped her mouth, the pleasure becoming too great for her. “I’m a worthless useless mare…”

“No, you are not.” Trixie interrupted kindly. She released Fluttershy’s teats, using her magic to hold her chin instead. “You are one of the most beautiful ponies Trixie has ever seen.” She declared, holding Fluttershy’s tearful gaze. “Of all the ponies I have ever wanted, you are only second to a certain princess.” She leaned closer, pressing her nose into the crook of Fluttershy’s neck. “Hmmm, you are far from worthless.” Her teeth scrapped against her fur, a lustful growl escaping her lips. “You are Trixie’s little pet, never forget that.”

Fluttershy gave a series of high-pitched moans as her neck was nibbled, Trixie covering her coat in kisses and gentle bites. Whenever Fluttershy tried to squirm away she would bite a little harder, only relenting once the jittery pegasus calmed down, Trixie gradually asserting her dominance over the lesser mare. The trail of kisses and nibbles made the journey from the base of her neck to her scruff, where Trixie bit down possessively, holding the loose coat between her teeth until she left a mark. Fluttershy felt strangely safe as her mistress gnawed on her nape, and she whimpered when Trixie released her, the unicorn resuming her trail of kisses.

Soon Trixie’s lips were brushing against Fluttershy’s ear, planting gentle pecks on the sensitive appendage. The pegasus squirmed and her ear flicked away instinctually, much to Trixie’s displeasure. The unicorn growled in warning, but when the yellow ear kept twitching she suddenly bit down, holding Fluttershy’s ear between her teeth. She squealed in surprise, her face twisting in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Trixie gnawed at her ear. She started to push the magician away, but a warning growl from the unicorn was all it took for Fluttershy to freeze completely. Trixie snorted in satisfaction, happy to see that her pet was beginning to learn her place.

“Good.” Trixie mumbled between her clenched teeth. “Remember this: be a bad girl and you get punished.” She chewed a little harder, her teeth sinking into the soft and fluffy pony ear. “Be a good girl and you get rewarded.” She eased off on her biting, licking she bridge of Fluttershy’s ear gently, sending shivers into the subdued mare. “Understand?”

Trixie smiled as her pet squealed in confirmation. She released her ear and began to lick Fluttershy’s cheeks, lapping up the tears she had shed, cooing kind words of comfort. Fluttershy felt like a puppy being coddled after having been punished for a mistake. It was wonderful. Whining softly she nuzzled her mistress, trying to express her gratitude. Fluttershy wiggled around, lips seeking hers, but Trixie avoided her attempts. The unicorn leaned back, holding one of her hooves on Fluttershy’s chest and pressing down, the submissive mare instantly becoming still.

“Tut tut tut.” Trixie smiled mischievously, staring down at her naughty pet. “Who said you were allowed to kiss Trixie?” Fluttershy wilted, mumbling apologies, but Trixie silenced her by just narrowing her eyes slightly. “You’ll have to earn that right, my little pet.” Trixie said imperiously, her hoof drifting lower. “If you are a good obedient little filly, maybe I’ll give you a taste of my greatness. But for now…” Her hoof slipped between Fluttershy’s thighs, making the pegasus squeal at the touch. “It’s my turn.”

Her magic took hold of Fluttershy’s body, the azure aura spreading her thighs, leaving her soaked nethers exposed. Trixie growled in anticipation as she levitated the sexy pegasus over, positioning herself between her legs, looming over Fluttershy’s lower belly. Trixie tsked in disapproval as Fluttershy tried to cover herself with her tail, her gloved hooves keeping her shapely thighs wide open.

“Now, what did Trixie say about hiding yourself from your mistress?” Fluttershy mumbled an apology, then let her tail fall down. “That’s better…” Trixie whispered, watching intently as Fluttershy’s treasure was revealed.

Fluttershy tried her best to remain calm as she felt Trixie’s breath wash over her most private parts, knowing that it was the first time anypony got that close to her. Her crippling lack of confidence kept tugging at the back of her mind, trying to paralyze her with fear, dread rising in her throat. But somehow she remained calm, the collar around her throat putting her at ease. She was Trixie’s pet, she had nothing to worry about, the magician would never let anything bad happen to her.

Her mistress had said so.

Trixie watched attentively as her pet relaxed, completely trusting her mistress with her beautiful body. The unicorn hummed a few words of praise, making sure Fluttershy knew she was being a good pet, then she focused on her prize. Fluttershy’s slit was delicate, her folds puffed out in excitement, drips of arousal escaping from her tight opening. Her outer lips were soft, a slightly darker shade than her coat, just a hint of pink at the core. Trixie leaned closer to her dainty flower, inhaling deeply, her hooves grasping at Fluttershy’s supple thighs. The pegasus stared in fascination as her mistress slowly disappeared between her legs, butterflies fluttering in her belly.

The first touch was careful, almost shy. Trixie’s tongue grazed her dainty folds, collecting a small sample of her feminine arousal. The magician hummed in appreciation, swirling Fluttershy’s juices around her mouth, closing her eyes as she compared it to all the other mares she had tasted. It was impossibly sweet, none of the usual tangy aftertaste present, a flavor that matched the cute pegasus very well. Trixie shuddered, swallowing thickly, enjoying every second of her degustation. She opened her eyes, staring at Fluttershy’s honey dripping on her sheets, then decided to indulge herself.

Fluttershy squeaked as her mistress gave her a more insistent lick, her tongue trailing all over her slit, parting her folds slightly. She felt Trixie linger when she reached the hood of her clitoris, her tongue pressing on it teasingly, then she withdrew. Fluttershy didn’t have time to catch her breath before she was hit by a new jolt of pleasure, Trixie licking her once more, faster this time. The unicorn growled like a hungry wolf, then she truly began to eat her prey.

Wet slurping sounds began to fill the caravan, desperate panting barely audible over Trixie’s appreciative hums. She had never been so eager to break in one of her toys ever before, even if she suspected a certain alicorn might be another exception, but right now she didn’t want to think about her. She wanted to be fully concentrated on the truly gorgeous mare writhing on her bed, moaning under her ministrations. What’s more, if Loneling was right, then this mare was actually close friends with her ultimate goal, an element of harmony no less. Taking ownership of her would be like a preview of the real deal, a huge step towards reaching her dream: through Fluttershy she could have access to Twilight Sparkle. Her ultimate conquest, finally at her reach.

Trixie was shaken out of her reverie as her muzzle was sprayed with mare-cum, her expert technique having pushed her little pet over the edge in record time. Fluttershy’s body jerked, her back arching as she came. Trixie noted that the mare was pressing her hooves on her mouth, trying to muffle her moans of pleasure. She was about to reprimand her for it, but she was distracted by a wet noise, coming from Fluttershy’s nethers. Her slit was convulsing like crazy, her folds opening to let her pink core completely exposed. Trixie’s nostrils flared as she watched the vulgar winks continue, her tongue lapping up the drops of honey dripping from her muzzle. She focused on Fluttershy’s clit, her love button bulging out obscenely with every wink. She waited for the right moment, then pounced.

Fluttershy positively screamed, her hooves flying away from her mouth as her limbs locked up in pleasure. Trixie didn’t stop sucking on her engorged clit, on the contrary she began to flick her tongue on her little nub, her horn igniting. Fluttershy shook on the bed, her wings twitching under her, her eyes wide and unseeing. She had never peaked so hard when she played with herself, never reached this kind of amazing bliss before. And Trixie wasn’t done yet. The unicorn’s magic took hold of her teats once more, concentrating around her nipples.

The caravan was rocked by a series of high pitched squeals as Trixie pinched and tweaked with her magic, still diligently sucking on Fluttershy’s clit, never allowing it to retreat back to safety. She played with the pegasus’ soft mounds, squeezing them with practiced milking motions, mercilessly pulling at her nipples like a nursing foal would. She could feel Fluttershy’s muscles spasm, her gloved hooves having to hold her jerking thighs in place. Trixie listened to her breath become more and more ragged, timing her sucking and tweaking with Fluttershy’s desperate pants.

A few moments later Trixie heard her starting to wheeze, the pleasure becoming too much for the poor inexperienced pegasus. With a last flourish she released Fluttershy’s clit and leaned back, watching her pet’s flushed. She still fondled her teats, but she was gentle instead of forceful. Fluttershy for her part was slowly coming down from her series of orgasms, her eyes still unfocused, tongue lolling out of her mouth. Trixie gazed at her latest conquest with amusement, then chuckled when Fluttershy’s eyes fluttered, finally coming to.

“Did you enjoy yourself, my darling little pet?” Fluttershy could only whimper in agreement, still dazed. “You poor thing, you must have been so very sexually frustrated to cum so fast.” Trixie used her magic to softly caress Fluttershy’s twitching vulva, making the mare jerk with every magical touch.

“Hmmm… please…” Fluttershy panted, writhing on her back. “Mistress… I need…” She moaned, Trixie’s aura slowly pushing her folds apart, the unicorn peeking inside her curiously. “I need more…”

“Yes, Trixie can see your naughty flesh pulsing, begging to be stuffed full.” Trixie growled lustily, pushing her magic deeper, stretching her wider. She could see Fluttershy’s internal walls spasming, contracting around her magic, trying to massage it as they would a cock. “Now, what will Trixie do with you?” She withdrew her magic, turning towards her special chest. “Should we use this?” She levitated a slender pink vibrator over, watching her pet’s reaction. “Or this?” She showed Fluttershy a double ended dildo, the long toy flopping in her aura. “Or would you like something more… filling?”

Fluttershy eeped as a huge rubber horse cock flew over her nose, the enormous pole at least twice as long and large as anything Mercy had loaned her. She gulped, looking at her three options, her gaze lingering on the last choice. Trixie snorted with humor, levitating the huge horse-dildo closer to her nethers.

“Are you sure?” Trixie said with humor. She let the fake cock flop down on Fluttershy’s belly, the toy pushing her teats apart. “Just look at it, don’t you think you’re too small to take this beast?” The fake schlong totally eclipsed her little cunny, the girthy toy reaching all the way past her belly button.

Fluttershy eyed the flared tip fearfully, from this close it looked almost as large as her hoof. She was sure that something so large would never fit, but truthfully she could not wait to feel it inside her, destroying her little pussy. She felt herself wink furiously, something Trixie did not miss.

“My my my, what a naughty little pet.” Trixie smirked. “Maybe I’ll forgive Loneling, since he brought me such a tasty morsel…”

Fluttershy gasped, suddenly remembering about the changeling. She leaned to the side, looking past Trixie, watching the bound changeling struggle with his bindings more than ever. He had rolled on his side, letting his very obvious erection visible. She gulped, her eyes ping-ponging from his shaft to the dark dildo resting on her belly, before settling on Loneling. Trixie followed her gaze, looking behind her with a surprised snort.

“Really?” Trixie eyed her pet with a raised eyebrow. “You want him?” Fluttershy avoided her gaze, but nodded without nonetheless. “Trixie is not sure she wants to reward him like this.” Trixie hummed, carefully levitating her three dildos back to their place in her chest. “But you do deserve a treat.” Her magic flared, the knots and belts quickly snapping around Loneling, setting him free. “Trixie will let her two pets play together.” She said with a chuckle.

Loneling groaned as he stretched his sore limbs, working his jaw after he spit the bridle, his wings buzzing as he got to his hooves. He turned towards the two mares, his face expressionless. He waited, looking at Trixie expectantly, until the unicorn nodded and beckoned him closer. Loneling buzzed over to the bed with indecent haste, his cock hard and throbbing. Fluttershy tensed as he landed next to them.

There was no wall to separate them this time, no way to control the stronger male, she was vulnerable…

Her spiraling thoughts were interrupted as Trixie yanked on her collar, watching her panicked face intently. The magician glared at her until she relaxed once more. Fluttershy berated herself, ashamed of her hesitations. How could she forget: Trixie was here, she had nothing to fear, her mistress would protect her. Trixie nodded when Fluttershy seemed to regain her confidence and she turned to glare at her second pet.

“It seems you are in luck, boy.” She snarked, levitating her riding crop over. “But don’t think Trixie has forgotten what you did.” She pressed her crop on Loneling’s chin, making him look at her. “This is for her, not for you.” She growled, leaning closer dangerously. “You will do as Trixie says, or you will be punished.” She suddenly slapped him across the cheek with her whip, making his head jerk to the side. “Understood?”

Loneling nodded, his deadpan expression never shifting. He held Trixie’s gaze as she glared at him, her magic raising the ridding crop for a second blow.

“Hmmm, please don’t hurt him… Mistress…” Fluttershy flinched when they both turned to look at her, Loneling still expressionless and Trixie still glaring. “… please?” She squeaked, recoiling into a ball.

“No.” Trixie growled, the whip whistling as she hit Loneling on his nose. The changeling hissed in protest and was struck once again, making him fall silent. “Understand this, my little pet.” Trixie said darkly, her riding crop holding his shin once more. “Good pets get the collar.” She grabbed Fluttershy’s leather choker, pulling on it. “They wear it as long as they do what they are told.” She narrowed her eyes. “Naughty pets that don’t obey get the whip.” She continued to stare Fluttershy down until the pegasus could no longer bear her gaze and looked away. Trixie made her squirm for a few more seconds, then she suddenly giggled, breaking character. “Oh stop worrying,” she said kindly, smiling as Fluttershy looked at her in surprise. “I can assure you that Loneling is very much used to this kind of treatment, he gets off on it.” Trixie smirked at him. “Isn’t that right?”

“Affirmative.” Loneling answered, his cock slapping on his belly in agreement. “Although I should note that breaking character constitutes a major faux-pas when it comes to role-playing and…”

“Oh shut up, you overgrown cockroach.” Trixie huffed, rolling her eyes. She cleared her throat, closed her eyes, then she was back into her role. She glared at Loneling, daring him to speak, but the changeling wisely kept his mouth shut. She turned to Fluttershy, noting that the pegasus was now looking more confused than fearful. “Now,” Fluttershy was startled, squeaking in surprise as Trixie grabbed her collar, making her sit. “what made you think you could question your mistress’ methods?”

Fluttershy gulped, shivering as she felt Trixie mess around with the straps of her leather collar. She wondered if the unicorn was about to take it off and start treating her like she did Loneling… Actually it didn’t sound that bad… She heard a soft metallic click and Trixie smiled wickedly, her magic flaring up. Fluttershy closed her eyes, waiting for the sting of the riding crop, but it never came. Trembling she opened her eyes… and found Trixie smirking at her, a black leash coiled around her gloved hoof. The unicorn yanked on the leash, making Fluttershy yelp as she was dragged forward, her collar digging into her nape.

“Pets that can’t behave should always be held on a leash.” Trixie said matter-of-factly.

Trixie groaned as she hoisted herself to the edge of the bed, her burdened belly making it difficult to move. She dragged Fluttershy after her, the pegasus eyeing the changeling carefully as she was pulled closer to him. Trixie grunted as she jumped off the bed, her rounded stomach swaying under her. She shot Fluttershy a glance, watching the flickers of fear on her features, then yanked on the leash one last time. Fluttershy whimpered as she was dragged forward, coming almost nose to nose with the immobile changeling, the leash taunt as she tried to edge back.

“Now now, you have made your choice.” Trixie said disapprovingly. “Trixie has already released her naughty pet for you.” She twacked Loneling’s rump with her short whip, making him jerk forward. The changeling reared up, planting his hooves on the edge of the bed, on either sides of Fluttershy’s head. The poor pegasus was suddenly a breath away from his rock hard stallionhood, globs of precum already leaking from his tip. “Just look at him.” Trixie approached from the side, looking at his throbbing cock with an almost pitiful gaze. “He’s so close to coming already, just because you chose him as your stud.” Trixie gazed at Fluttershy with a playful smirk. “It would be cruel to leave him in this state, now wouldn’t it?”

Fluttershy gulped thickly, the changeling’s scent invading her senses once more. “Yes mistress…” She whispered. “Cruel…”

“Don’t worry my little pet,” Trixie murmured, watching her eyes glaze over with an amused smile. “Trixie won’t let him hurt you…” She hummed, yanking on her leash brusquely. “Unless you want him to…” Fluttershy was now panting heavily, her cheeks flushed. “Oh and don’t forget,” Trixie used her magic to stroke Loneling’s cock, making him spurt more precum, some of it landing on Fluttershy’s muzzle. “he can be whatever you want him to be…”

Loneling moaned overhead, enjoying the magical massage almost as much as he enjoyed Fluttershy’s wild emotions. The pegasus had the purest, most powerful form of lust he had encountered. He felt his empty egg-pouch churn, using her energy to produce a new clutch of eggs. He shuddered, a strange sensation coming from his sack, something he had never felt until then. Before he could begin to wonder what was happening, a soft voice reached his ears. He was taken aback by Fluttershy’s request, the unusual reaction in his egg-pouch forgotten.

“Are you sure?” Loneling asked carefully. He listened to the whispered response, tilting his head. “Yes, I can do that… Uhu, with the muscles and all… wait, how big did you say?” Loneling blinked, making sure he had heard right. “Surprising…”

“What?” Trixie leaned closer, trying to understand Fluttershy’s mumbling, but it seemed the changeling had much better hearing. “What did she say?”

“Her request is a little unorthodox, particularly coming from an element of harmony.” Loneling’s horn began to shine green, but then he stopped, shooting a glance at Trixie. “Can I?”

Trixie eyed Fluttershy carefully, wondering which pony she had asked for, then she nodded. She closed her eyes as Loneling was consumed by green fire, keeping the leash steady as Fluttershy recoiled with a whimper. After a few seconds of whooshing magical inferno, the green light finally subsided. Trixie rubbed her eyes, a little annoyed that his transformation had been more explosive than usual. She opened her mouth to complain, but she stopped when she heard a big great snort above her, like a bull preparing to charge. Her eyes fluttered open and she shot a worried look at where Loneling had been standing, then she looked up, and up, and up, her incredulous gaze climbing the mountain of muscles now standing in her caravan.

The minotaur stared down at her, his eyes devoid of pupils, the white orbs seeming to bear down upon her soul. The bull was truly immense, his head hunched to avoid planting his enormous horns into the ceiling, his face betraying his annoyance at the tight quarters. Trixie gazed at his feature warily: he looked like minotaur warrior, the kind you avoided crossing gazes with unless you wanted to be pummeled into the ground. Her suspicions were confirmed as her eyes journeyed downwards, pausing on his large shoulders sitting atop a barrel chest, muscles rippling under his coat.

She gulped as the bull cracked his thick neck, the pointed tip of his horns rasping against the wooden ceiling. He snorted once more, Trixie’s eyes drawn to his stomach, where his abdominal muscles were clearly visible despite his shaggy cobalt fur. Her gaze then reached his midsection, where his bovine side took over completely. His legs were as powerful as the rest of his body, covered in a darker hue of blue, but Trixie’s attention was quickly centered on his… equipement. The unicorn almost started drooling as she watched the huge set of balls swing between his thighs, each one the size of a melon, while a very respectable sheath peeked out the shaggy dark hair covering his groin.

All in all he looked like a perfect example of the wilder minotaurs that roamed the southern mountains, a dangerous nomadic breed that didn’t take kindly to ponies. Or any other species for that matter. Trixie blinked when she heard him start to chuckle, the barrel chested bull looking down at her with a raised eyebrow. She realized belatedly that she had been quite obviously staring, her tail hiking all the way up above her rump in excitement. She shook her head, trying to find her senses, putting on a confident front.

“Not bad, almost impressive.” Trixie said disdainfully. She had to lean back to stare at his eyes. “But I’ve seen better.”

“That’s not what your emotions tell me.” Loneling rumbled, his voice deep and powerful.

“Shush.” Trixie reprimanded, her crop swishing in the air. “Don’t forget that you don’t have your carapace to protect you now.” She warned. “And Trixie won’t hesitate to take advantage of your new…” She tapped her whip on Loneling’s swollen balls, making him grunt. “… weaknesses.”

“Oh… my…” Fluttershy stared at the burly minotaur, her eyes wide with fear and excitement.

“Trixie is surprised you would choose this type of partner.” Trixie said, her magic fondling the bull’s testicles. “I would have thought you would be more…” She squeezed, Loneling groaning in discomfort. “… traditional.”

“Oh… hmm… It’s just that…” Fluttershy averted her eyes, her hooves fidgeting on the edge of the bed. “I met a minotaur once… he was so strong and confident… but also very nice.” She hid behind her mane, blushing scarlet. “And he was very pretty…”

“Let me guess, you used him as fuel for you fantasies?” Trixie chuckled, absent-mindedly playing with Loneling’s sheath. She snorted in amusement as Fluttershy squeaked in response, then blinked as she felt something push against her aura. She shot a glance at Loneling’s groin, her grin widening as she saw a pink tip starting to emerge from his sheath. “Hmmm, it seems your stud is almost ready for you.”

Fluttershy peeked from behind her mane, her blue eye quickly focusing on the bull’s crotch. She squeaked, then retreated back into her hiding spot. Trixie huffed and yanked on her leash, dragging her over the edge of the bed. Fluttershy cried out as she began to fall, but before she could touch the ground she was scooped up by two huge hands, the bull holding her into his powerful grasp. She shivered at his touch, her wings twitching madly as her feathers ran over his muscled chest. She felt like a toy in his hands, he could do anything he wanted and she would be powerless to stop him. She began to breathe harder, her legs clenching together, then she felt her leash being pulled and she instantly relaxed.

“Don’t worry,” Trixie crooned, still watching her new pet carefully. “Trixie is here.” She was glad to see how fast Fluttershy responded to her commands, the pegasus loosening up at the mere reminder of her presence. “Loneling. Bed. Sit.”

The changeling instantly complied, grunting as he moved his bulky frame around the cramped space. The bed groaned in protest as the minotaur sat down, Fluttershy still in his arms. The pegasus had to press herself into his chest as she was jostled around, her heart racing as she placed her hooves over his bulging muscles. Trixie clicked her tongue, gesturing to her former assistant. Without further prompting, Loneling deposited Fluttershy on the ground, just between his legs. Fluttershy’s nostrils flared as she realized she was just a breath away from his balls, his virile musk making her gulp. She tried to jerk away, but a hoof held her in place, pressing between her wings.

“Now now, this isn’t the time to give up.” Trixie whispered into her ear, pushing her closer. Fluttershy’s whimpers fell on deaf ears, the unicorn having no issues overpowering her meager strength. “Trixie told you she would teach you, time for you first lesson.” She pushed her other hoof on the back of Fluttershy’s head, holding her steady as the pegasus tried to turn away. “How to get a stallion, or in this case a bull, ready for mating.” She bit Fluttershy’s ear as she tried to squirm away, making her freeze immediately. “Pay attention now, there’s a good pet.”

Trixie’s magic began to fondle his balls once again, her aura hefting his heavy testicles, playing with them. She could hear Fluttershy inhale sharply, the bestial musk of the minotaur much more potent than a stallion, making the pegasus’ head swim. Trixie had no issues ignoring the heady scent, used to this kind of things. She concentrated her magic around the base of his sheath, her aura still groping at his testes, coaxing his cock to life. She had to admit that she was actually curious, she had never seen a minotaur’s equipment before.

Before long the bull groaned, his hands gripping the sheets as his legs shuddered, a strong snort escaping his nostrils. Fluttershy could only stare in wonder as his cock started to emerge, the tip pointed and pink. She watched as it slithered out of his sheath like a snake, limp and slimy. It was very different from a stallion’s, there was no flare nor medial ring. She bit her lips, trying to ignore a shameful feeling of disapointement. While it was longer than Loneling’s previous equipement, it was nowhere near as big. Although, considering it was her first time, maybe it was a good thing…

She yelped in surprise as the bull’s cock suddenly jerked up, barely missing slapping her chin. She watched in disbelief as his shaft began to harden, becoming larger, and larger and even larger still. Behind her Trixie whistled in appreciation, her magic still massaging his balls, helping him grow fully erect. When it finally stopped growing the minotaur sported a very long and girthy shaft, surpassing Loneling’s already generous natural size in every way. The only part that was larger would have been his fully extended flare, but the minotaur’s smooth cock ended in a tapered tip, reminding Fluttershy of a dog’s.

“Impressive.” Trixie murmured, sounding very interested. “Who knew minotaurs would be so well endowed…”

“Hmmm… I can let you take my place if you want…” Fluttershy mumbled. She squealed as Trixie bit her nape, humming in disapproval. “Mistress…” She rushed to add.

“Better.” Trixie said happily, releasing her. “That is a very tempting offer, I must admit.” Fluttershy perked up, believing she was off the hook. “But sadly I must decline.” Trixie smirked, leaning closer. “Trixie’s womb is already full, she doesn’t want to put her children in danger. You on the other hand…” She rubbed her gloved hooves on Fluttershy’s smooth belly, nibbling at her ear. “I wonder if it’s true that minotaurs can easily get ponies pregnant…”

Fluttershy shivered at the thought, Trixie’s massages making her insides burn with need. She felt her nether lips dripping with renewed arousal, her naughty mind already conjuring images of herself being ravaged by the huge minotaur. She saw herself being pounded into, subjugated, bred like a common broodmare as the bull marked her inside and out…

“Right then, let us begin.” Trixie declared, startling her. “From what Loneling has told me you already have some skills with your mouth, so we’ll skip this part.” She said matter-of-factly, like a teacher explaining a course. “So we can go right to the main event.” She squeezed the bull’s sack, eliciting a grunt from him. “Time for you to get fucked by your stud. Loneling? She’s all yours.” She then added in an undertone, low enough for only him to hear, “but no eggs!”

The minotaur lunged from his seated position, his hands grasping Fluttershy’s sides as he effortlessly lifted her in the air. She eeped in fear as the bull shoved her against the bed, her wings trapped under her. Loneling kneeled on the ground between her legs, his groin just at the right height to take her, his powerful hands grasping her generous hips to drag her closer to the edge. She tried to squirm away with a series of high pitched squeals but a familiar tug on her collar made her stop.

“Tut tut tut, that won’t do.” Trixie crawled over the bed, siding up with her. The unicorn shot her a disapproving glare. “Who said you were allowed to tease my pet changeling?” She looked overhead, watching the huge minotaur loom over them both, the excited bull leaning over the bed as he tried to claim his prize. “That’s Trixie’s job.”

“Mistress… I…”

“Do you want to take the collar off?”Trixie asked lightly, shooting Fluttershy a glance. She saw the conflict in her eyes, her crippling fears battling with her newfound confidence born from the collar. Fluttershy gulped, then shook her head. “Good.” Trixie smiled, then she levitated the leash into the minotaur’s hands. His fist closed around the leather strap, using it to keep Fluttershy still as he dragged her closer to him. “I’m loaning her to you so be gentle, don’t break her.” Trixie said with humor, smiling down at Fluttershy’s panicked expression. The unicorn gave her a quick wink, then Fluttershy cried out.

The minotaur snorted in satisfaction as he finally managed to sink the tip of his cock into the mare’s dripping honey pot. Fluttershy struggled to get free, but a sharp tug on the leash immobilized her. He grabbed her foal bearing hips in his powerful hands, then pulled her down. He growled as his enormous shaft plunged deeper, her tightness gripping him from all sides, the mare writhing under him in pleasure. Losing patience he drew his hips back, his fingers grasping his mate harder, preparing himself to thrust into her with all his strength.

The bull shouted in pain, his back burning as the crack of a whip exploded around the caravan. He turned to his mistress, recoiling at the cold anger boiling behind Trixie’s eyes. One of her longer whips danced around her aura, the kind she used when she was angry. The minotaur gulped in fear as he watched the whip draw back, ready to give him another lashing.

“Do you not know the meaning of the word ‘gentle’?” Trixie hissed, pressing the handle of her whip on Loneling’s chin.

“Sorry…” He rumbled, his grasp on the trembling pegasus easing up. “It’s just that this form is very… fierce.” He grit his teeth, shuddering. “And something strange is happening to me… It’s… hard to think…”

“Well control yourself or Trixie will make herself a new leather outfit.” Trixie seethed. She then put on a motherly smile and shot Fluttershy a kind look. “See? Trixie will not let him hurt you.” She leaned closer, planting a gentle kiss on her cheeks, happy to see that there were no tears to be found. “You are being very brave my pet.”

“I… I am?” Fluttershy panted, her pussy convulsing around the bull’s cock-head.

“Yes, yes you are.” Trixie cooed, kissing her nose. “I think you even deserve a reward.”

“What do you… *Mmfft*!”

Trixie pressed her lips on Fluttershy’s mouth, the pegasus’ eyes going wide. She was being kissed for the first time, by a beautiful mare, while a powerful bull was taking her virginity. She had never thought she would lose her innocence in such a way, but at the moment she could not care less. Actually she was pretty sure a certain aunt would be proud of her. Moaning openly she started to kiss Trixie back, even taking the initiative to slip her tongue into the unicorn’s welcoming mouth. Trixie didn’t object, deepening the kiss without hesitation.

Above them the minotaur shuffled his legs closer to the bed, then gave an experimental thrust into the tight confines of his mate. Fluttershy cried out into Trixie’s mouth, but only in pleasure. Her pussy winked around his cock, bathing the rest of his shaft in feminine arousal. The bull had barely managed to sink his cock any deeper, Fluttershy’s internal walls constricting around the intruder, making both pulling out and thrusting in almost impossible. He snorted in frustration, but he managed to refrain from humping widely like his nature dictated. Instead be ground himself into her, slowly pushing his length into her core.

His cock sunk into Fluttershy’s love tunnel in one long, smooth motion. Her folds convulsed around the intruder, tightening with surprising power, but the minotaur was too strong to be held back. Snorting hotly he kept on pushing his hips forward, his hands holding her squirming hips steady, his shaft maintaining its inexorable advance. Soon enough Fluttershy yelped into Trixie’s mouth, the bull’s tip pressing against her deepest barrier. The minotaur looked down, frowning as he saw that a good portion of his long shaft remained outside, but considering the small size of his mate it was a wonder she had already taken so much of him. His fingers dug into her shapely hips, steadying her, then he started to withdraw.

Fluttershy moaned out loud as the bull slowly began to thrust into her, his rhythm maddeningly slow and controlled. Each time he gently humped into her he would stop just short of her cervix, his tapered tip teasing the entrance to her womb, then he would pull back, still slow and steady, until his cock almost slipped out of her squirming insides. The cycle repeated itself, her nethers oozing with her abundant arousal, her pussy begging to be stuffed faster, yet the bull remained in control, keeping his maddeningly slow pace.

Before long Fluttershy felt her belly quiver, a rising pressure building up around her nethers, each slow thrust adding to the fire. Then the minotaur suddenly used one of his large hands to grab her small perky teat, squeezing, asserting his dominance over her. The sensation pushed her over the edge, the tide of pleasure rushing up her spine, crashing into her mind without mercy. Trixie broke the kiss as her pet trembled, watching her eyes glazing over, the pegasus convulsing as she was overtaken by another orgasm.

“Very good, my pet.” Trixie cooed, smirking down at her. “Now scream for your mistress.”

Fluttershy obeyed. She cried out in loud shriek as she was overtaken by a mind-blowing orgasm, her whole body tensing as jolts of pure ecstasy raced down her limbs. She writhed on the bed, still screaming, her orgasm soaring to new heights. The minotaur grunted in surprise as his cock was suddenly squeezed from all sides, Fluttershy’s folds bearing down on him as she came. Snorting he gave a defiant thrust, plunging his spear deeper into her, overcoming her tightness. Fluttershy’s orgasmic wail morphed into a high-pitched moan, her body quaking as the minotaur began to hump into her urgently, his thrusts gaining in both pace and strength.

“Careful.” Trixie warned, her whip caressing his cheek. “Trixie hasn’t said you could go faster.” The minotaur growled in anger but still relented, his thrusts becoming steady. Satisfied she turned to her new pet, Fluttershy wheezing as she tried to breathe, her ongoing orgasm constricting her throat. “Enjoying yourself?” Trixie asked kindly.

Fluttershy could only squeak between her desperate pants, but her lewd expression was answer enough. She felt like her pussy was stretched to its limits, his large shaft battering her depths with every thrust, and it was wonderful. Fluttershy had never thought sex could feel so good, her tongue lolling out as she was pounded into by the large minotaur. And the bull was gradually increasing his pace, his eyes shining with need. She winced when a rough thrust rocked her body, prompting Trixie to raise her whip.

“Do you want him to go slower?” Trixie asked, her magic ready to strike. She raised an eyebrow as Fluttershy shook her head, a soft whining escaping her lips. “Do you want him to go faster then?” Trixie tilted her head, feigning surprise. Her gloved hoof ran circles over her pet’s belly, feeling the huge rod thrusting inside. “Do you want him to go wild, to let him ravage you as much as he wants?” Fluttershy nodded with almost indecent haste, panting in anticipation. “How perverted, what a slutty pet you are.” Trixie sighed, shaking her head in fake disappointment. She then pushed down on her belly, making the outline of the bull’s cock bulge against her hoof. She turned towards the minotaur. “Well you heard her.” Trixie smirked, holding his chin up with the handle of her whip. “You have my permission. Fuck her, fuck her hard.”

The powerful bull bellowed and roughly grabbed Fluttershy around the midsection. She yelped as she was lifted up, before crying out in both pain and pleasure as the minotaur brought her down onto his girth, holding her like she was nothing but a toy. Her limbs flailed around a she was violently humped, her breathe knocked away as she felt the bull’s cock bludgeon her insides. His powerful hands moved down to her haunches, griping her rump forcefully, squeezing her shapely ass. Fluttershy hiccupped as he rammed her down, the bull apparently trying to cram his whole length into her, a bulge forming on her belly. He snorted, his grip becoming stronger, his arms flexing as he prepared for another thrust.

“Stop.”

Trixie’s voice cracked at the same time as her whip, the harsh leather strip biting into the minotaur’s back. He shouted in pain, his head wheeling around to stare at the unicorn angrily, his gaze promising murder. He grunted as the whip lashed out again, a fiery trail of pain lancing into his sides. The bull snorted in irritation, but he flinched back when Trixie raised her whip once more. He remained still, his arms supporting the panting pegasus, Fluttershy collapsing against his chest. The pegasus whimpered and turned to her mistress, mumbling a thank you, but Trixie smirked at her. Her horn flared, her azure aura taking hold of the forgotten leash and she gently tugged on it.

“You forgot to hold her leash.” Trixie said simply. She smiled evilly as the minotaur took hold of the leather strap, easily holding the pegasus’ weight with one hand. He gave her an inquisitive glance, to which she just nodded, grinning. Trixie then lounged back, chuckling. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She stared directly into Fluttershy’s panicked eyes, licking her lips. “Fill her up.”

Fluttershy was instantly bouncing up and down once more, her high-pitched cries doing nothing to stop the snorting bull. She pressed her hooves against his muscle bound chest, trying to push herself away, but she was held back by a careless tug on her leash, the collar digging into her neck. She was gushing like a fountain down there, great squirts of mare juices flying out as she was stuffed full, her own scent mingling with the minotaur’s virile musk. Fluttershy grit her teeth, pain and pleasure flaring up everytime he bottomed out, his pointed head even starting to pry her cervix open. She could feel his thundering heartbeat under her hooves, felt his cock quiver deep inside her, his dominating presence overwhelming all her sense. Her teary gaze found his unrelenting stare, she could feel his savage need behind his eyes. His need for her. It was as scary as it was exciting.

“Don’t forget,” Trixie called over the sound of their mating. “you only need to ask and I’ll stop him.” She hummed, looking under them. “And from the way his balls are twitching I would say you only have a few more seconds to decide if you want to be his little broodmare or not.” They both shuddered at her words, the minotaur snorting in anticipation, Fluttershy squeaking in fear. “Tick tock.”

The bull began to bring her down with a new passion, his eyes shining at the prospect of breeding this beautiful mare. Fluttershy cried out as a particularly rough shove rocked her frame, a sharp stinging ache coming from her nethers. With a start she realized she could feel the minotaur’s thighs pressing against her rump, his overfilled balls bumping heavily on her ass. She had somehow managed to take him to the hilt, his cock completely sheathed into her. Disbelieving she stared at her own belly, her eyes going wide as she saw the shape of his tip bulging out under her coat, deeper than before. Then she understood: the tapered end of his penis had barged through her cervix. He was in her womb.

The minotaur roared in victory, throwing his head back and bellowing without restraint. Fluttershy inhaled sharply as she felt his balls jump against her rump, his long shaft quivering and becoming even larger. He was coming, he was coming directly into her womb. A virile minotaur was about to fill her with his seed, a member of a species known for their fertility and ability to impregnate other races with their own young. She was about to be knocked up, heat or no heat, she was sure of it. And she loved it. She closed her eyes, waiting for it to begin.

With a mighty battlecry the bull’s cock jerked powerfully, making her whole body shake. She screamed with him as her womb was suddenly bathed in a torrent of thick cum, his cock still embedded deep inside her. She caressed her bulging belly, moaning as his warmth spread inside, the tip of his cock perfectly recognizable under her coat. Her hoof could feel the blasts of potent seed spraying her internal walls, filling her poor little womb. The minotaur growled as he felt trickles of spunk dribbling around his shaft, his mate unable to contain his whole production. Grunting he humped into her, packing one last burst of seed in her womb, then he quickly withdrew his spurting length, letting her cervix seal most of his ejaculation inside.

Fluttershy yelped as the bull quickly filled her pussy with more cum, before his mighty cock completely popped out of her. She was instantly showered with a burst of spunk, thick ropes of lumpy seed clinging to her coat. She squealed in pleasure, the thought of being dominated in such a bestial way making her whole body shudder. He kept on marking his territory until she was thoroughly covered, then the bull snorted and suddenly threw her backwards. Fluttershy eeped as she flopped on the bed, landing on her belly. She heard Trixie shout something about making a mess, but her attention was quickly diverted to the sensation of warm gooey spunk landing all over her back.

The minotaur loomed over her, one hand holding her leash and pressing her head into the soft covers, while the other held his spurting length. He aimed at her soft plushy rump, her tail, her wings, her whole back, her mane… Her everything was covered in his abundant seed. The potent scent permeated her body and mind, everything becoming white and musky. He slapped his length on her ass, trying to milk his release to the end, but even a minotaur had his limits. She felt the last weaker spurts land on the small of her back, warm and heavy, then the minotaur finally stopped pressing her muzzle into the bed. She threw her head back, inhaling deeply, her eyes watering from the pungent smell. She could feel his spunk oozing all over her, her womb sloshing with his baby batter, she had been completely conquered. She collapsed on the bed with a contented sigh, too tired to react when the caravan was bathed in green light.

“Trixie is going to kill you.”

Fluttershy’s eyes fluttered to her side, staring at Trixie’s enraged face. The unicorn was covered in splashes of white, as was the bed, the wall, the window… It looked like somepony had thrown a bundle of fireworks into a bucket of paint, making an incredible mess. Trixie’s leather outfit was dripping with minotaur spunk, but it seemed the unicorn was mostly annoyed at the state of her mane, gooey strands oozing from the silver hairs.

“It will take hours to clean this up you idiot! Trixie is going to tan your hide until… what are you doing?”

Fluttershy looked back sleepily, wondering why Trixie was looking alarmed. She was startled to find that the minotaur was gone, replaced by Loneling. The changeling was clambering on top of the bed, his ovipositor hard and throbbing. But what was really alarming was the fact that Loneling’s eyes were shining green, his face blank, like he wasn’t even conscious. She didn’t have the strength to protest as the changeling plunged with cock between her thighs, nor could she really do anything as his length careened into her sloppy cunt.

“Stop that!” Trixie snapped, her whip cracking on his carapaced back. “You’ve had enough!” Loneling didn’t respond, his hips beginning to thrust into her jerkily. “I swear Trixie is going to… HEY! I said no Eggs!”

Fluttesrhy’s eyes widened as she saw something begin to travel down Loneling’s transparent shaft. It was big, almost the size of a hoofball, with a dark green solid shell. Everytime Loneling humped into her the egg traveled closer to its goal, making his ovipositor expand. There was no way she could fit that thing inside her. Whimpering, Fluttershy tried to crawl away, but Loneling followed, still thrusting, the bulge nearing her entrance.

Trixie eyed the egg warily, biting her lips. It was much bigger than the ones she had been filled with, its shell obviously solid instead of soft like her own. She was also unnerved by Loneling’s weird behavior, the changeling staring ahead like he was sleep walking… or possessed. She was torn between wanting to shove him off Fluttershy, saving the poor mare from being stuffed like a turkey, or let nature run its course. She knew that pushing him away would condemn the egg to perish, since it needed to be laid into a pony. She certainly didn’t have any more room to accommodate it and lest she grabbed a pony off the street to act as a conduit the little changeling inside would waste away. Trixie looked at Fluttershy’s face, trying to decide what to do. The pegasus was clearly scared out of her wits…. Yet the corners of her mouth twitched, like she was almost smiling. Trixie frowned, realizing Fluttershy had not once asked for her help, or used the safe word. She couldn’t be looking for this, could she?

Fluttershy squealed when the egg reached her pussy, the bulge pressing against her, trying to slip inside. Her mind was rebelling against the idea of such a huge thing fitting inside her, but at the same time she couldn’t wait to feel it stretching her cunt. She thought about the promise of a baby changeling growing in her belly, weighting it against the inevitable pain she was about to go through, and she made her decision. She arched her back, raising her rump and gave an experimental shove backwards. She grit her teeth as the egg spread her folds, but failed to penetrate. She shuffled her legs apart, trying to spread herself as much as she could, then she pushed back once more.

She cried out as Loneling suddenly grabbed her hips none too gently, his hips drawing back. She felt his length slowly pull out of her sloppy cunt, until only his flared head remained inside. The egg took the occasion to travel farther up his shaft, stopping at her folds once more. Then the changeling humped into her, making her yelp. Loneling began to thrust his bulging shaft into her, trying to shove the egg inside. Everytime she rammed his cock forward the bulge pressed against her clit, making her see stars, his flare quivering inside her tunnel. She was starting to think it would never fit, when a familiar soothing aura began to run over her nethers.

“Shhh, let me help.” Trixie cooed, leaning over, her horn glowing. “Don’t worry my little pet, everything will be fine.”

Her magic began to gently pry her folds apart, relaxing her taunt lips until the egg began to slip inside. Trixie murmured encouragements, her hoof finding hers, holding it in support. Fluttershy moaned as her pussy widened, accepting the enormous intruder. Suddenly Loneling hissed and threw his hips forward with all his considerable strength. The egg plunged inside, traveling all the way to her deepest barrier in one go. Fluttershy almost fainted from the pain and pleasure, but the sensation of having her cervix pried open by the changeling’s strange flare kept her awake. She let out a series of high pitched squeals, her wings fluttering against the changeling’s stomach as her womb was breached. Loneling grunted as he ground his hips against her generous rump, pushing his length as deep as he could, then it finally happened.

With an audible slosh of displaced fluids the egg popped into her overstuffed womb, softly landing against her internal walls. Fluttershy was racked with another orgasm, but she was too tired to do anything more than let her body seize, her limbs tensig around her. Loneling’s cock jerked again as his flare closed, spurts of thick binding jelly sealing Fluttershy’s womb closed, protecting the precious egg inside. Once he was sure his job was done, the changeling suddenly collapsed on top of his mate, his eyes no longer shining.

The last sensation Fluttershy felt was his softening cock slipping out of her cunt, leaving a trail of changeling spunk in its wake. She heard Trixie say something that sounded like “Good girl.”, then she was over taken by darkness.

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“Wow…”

Mercy and Twilight stared at the blank magical screen, their mouths open in stupor. The alicorn’s horn flared, canceling the spell, her brain trying to process what she had seen today. She was failing miserably.

“Wow,” Mercy repeated, gulping. “That was kinda brutal, even for my standards.” She patted the shaking pile of blankets at her side. “Are you okay?”

“Yes…” came the muffled answer. “Trixie took care of me after… that.” She whimpered. “I was kind of sore for a few days…”

“I bet you were.” Mercy whistled, impressed. “Frankly I don’t even know if I could have ridden that minotaur like you did, not to mention that huge egg.” She smiled proudly. “You took it like a champ!”

“The egg!” Twilight startled them both with her cry. The alicorn zipped over to them, her magic throwing Fluttershy’s blanket off her. Mercy snapped angrily (“Oy!”), Fluttershy squeaked like a mouse, but that didn’t stop Twilight from using her magic to prod at the slight bump in her belly. “Please don’t tell me…” She winced when her magical scan hit a barrier, a terrifyingly familiar green aura flaring up around Fluttershy’s belly. “No…”

“What the hay do you think you’re doing?” Mercy fumed, hugging the Fluttershy defensively. Her wings flared in an intimidating display, her hooves cradling the shivering pegasus.

“Fluttershy…” Twilight ignored Mercy completely, her words rushed and desperate. “The egg… It’s… Please don’t…” She seemed to be at a loss for words. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Sorry…” She murmured, blushing shamefully. “I’m sorry Twilight, but I know how much you dislike changelings after your brother’s wedding… I was scared, I didn’t know how you were going to react…”

“But why hide it from us all?”

“I told Rarity… She realized something was off as soon as she saw me.” Fluttershy mumbled, her cheeks scarlet. She hesitated, then added in a soft whisper, “She told me not to tell anypony, especially you…”

“But why!” Twilight fumed, then a nibbling doubt began to eat at her mind. “Did Drone D20-2001…”

“Loneling!” Mercy interrupted hotly.

“… did he say anything special about the egg he put inside you?” Twilight insisted, her mane starting to go wild. Her eyes twitched as her friend avoided her gaze, fidgeting with her hooves.

“Hmm… maybe…” Fluttershy mumbled, tapping her hooves together.

“What?” Twilight pressed, leaning closer. She had the presence not to come any closer, straying out of reach from Sweet Mercy’s hooves, the police mare still glaring at her. “Please, tell me!”

“Well…” Fluttershy gulped, recoiling into Mercy’s embrace. “He told me that when changelings lose their queen, very rarely, under very specific circumstances, a very few of them are able to… hmmm… produce a certain type of egg. Like bees, or some species of ants...” She cleared her voice, her hooves caressing her belly instinctually. “Loneling told me he had no idea he could even do it, it was a one in a million chance really, it has never happened to anypony in his hive before and…” She whimpered as Twilight’s wings quivered in agitation. “Loneling didn’t mean to do it… He said that my love was so pure and my… lust so strong that it made him produce it, then his instincts took over…”

“What. Is. It.” Twilight growled, already dreading the answer.

“…” Fluttershy mumbled something, much too low for Mercy or Twilight to hear.

“What’s was that dear?” Mercy asked, tilting her head.

Fluttershy repeated herself and this time Mercy’s eyes went wide, her head jerking back in surprise.

“What!” Twilight pressed, looking from Fluttershy to the astonished police mare. “What did she say?”

“She said it was…” Mercy cleared her throat, looking at Twilight carefully. Her wings slowly closed around Fluttershy’s belly, holding her protectively. “She said it was…”

“Not ’it'. She.” Fluttershy corrected softly, eyeing her friend carefully. “Newt. Her name is Newt…”

“Wha…”

“And she’s a changeling queen.”