Nymphomania

-*Three days later*-

With an uncanny spring in her step Pinkie was trotting through Ponyville taking her time to talk to all of her dear friends. As she finished helping Berry Punch find her way she noticed Mayor Mare from the corner of her eye. A plump-bellied Pinkie unnervingly smiled to the Mayor as she finished locking the town hall. A filly-pitched cry left Mayor Mare, as she held a hoof to her chest and re-adjusted her glasses.

"Pinkie dear!" She wheezed with her remaining air. "Is everything alright?"

"Why of course Mayor Mare! Wait-No... Well-" Pinkie started to ramble on about the growing price for rose hip and pollen syrup. Only to stop and slap her fore-hooves together assertively. "Mayor... It has come to my attention that my new family will need somewhere to live." She smiled with conviction.

"Your fam-" The mayor started to question, but she quickly brushed this aside to the question she could answer. "There's a couple of houses for sale on Ponyville, Pinkie. In fact there's one not to far away from Sugarcube Corner. A block a way I think, next to the flower sisters."

Pinkie's eye twitched. She glanced in back of her, then back to the mayor. Her eyes moved back and forth on occasion, then she cleared her throat. Her eyebrows sank lower and lower, leaving thick ripples of dissatisfaction. "Sugarcube Corner... What makes you think I want to be anywhere near there! I can't be thinking about cakes, and muffins and candy! I've got my own oven to watch over." Pinkie lunged forward pressing her firm tummy on the mayor, Pinkie nonchalantly grabbed the blinded-sided mayor's hoof and coaxed her into rubbing her gurgling lump.

A nervous tick took control of the left side of Pinkie's face.

"M-Mother are we... That's quite the responsibility Pinkie. I didn't even know you had a somepony, never mind such a strong connection to them. Congratulations all the same, as for housing, I'm sure one of the other houses could suit your needs." Pinkie whipped her hoof menacingly with a loud thud to the door behind Mare Mayor before she could move.

"I'm sure you could help me out Mayor..." Pinkie's voice darkened. "I really need to talk with you in private, preferably in the town hall. I need to ask some questions."

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-*Sunset*-

Wrapped tightly in a brown clock Zecora hurried back to her hut before the cover dark fell. In her muzzle, a basket full of a hard days work of herbs and food. Quicker she galloped past the fallen logs and through the echos of timber-wolves, yet they are not what has frightened her. In the tranquility of the forest, any cause for the timber-wolves to howl is suspicious. Their calls are to early to serenade the moon which left only one other reason. They had some somepony. She dug her back hooves into the dirt for a sharp brake. Hoof falls, these prints were erratic like someone who was lost, or hungry. Or both.

She hurried along with the steps to find them lead into her hut. "Perplexed I am so see an unwelcome guest in my abode. Are your far from home?"

"Yes. Very far."

Zecora lifted her head up to the shadows of her thatching. She could see the glimmer of light reflecting from their eye.

"I am relieved you're not too fatigued to speak. Could you come out of the shadows, down were it's not so bleak?"

"Scared. hungry... body hurts."

Zecora knew that already from his breathless voice, and the soft whimpers of pains he was echoing through the hut.

"You're in my domain now, I deal with remedies-"

"Remedy... what is that."

"A cure."

"Want to remedy, to cure."

"I could help your ailment if you could come down for treatment."

A Pegasus fluttered down in front of Zecora. His body was longer and lankier than a Canterlot supermodel. Matted and snarly hair that parted to the side. What caught her off guard was the deepest blue eyes Zecora had ever seen on a pony. As the pony's hooves touched the ground he fell over and grimaced in pain. Zecora drew closer to the pony, unable to speak as her body flooded with an urge to help. The air around her was fresh and light. Another pant from the fallen Pony and Zecora's mind ached over his pain. What could she do? All she wanted to do was help.

"Be my remedy." The Pegasus beckoned. Zecora felt her head slowly nod and she laid on top of the pony. Her heart raced as she tried to grasp for control of her body. Then the Pegasus snapped his neck to hers, and she felt his teeth clench. The sensation made her eyes shut close. Slowly she felt fangs protrude from the pony's mouth and puncture into her neck. A hot fluid pumped into her blood and she felt its effects instantaneously. The air chilled around her, she shuddered as her body overheated. As she gasped for air, the Pegasus latched his mouth to her. He roped a hoof to her neck leaning her closer to his embrace. He huffed a sickly sweet mist into her mouth as he played with her tongue. Zecora moaned softly as her eyelids grew heavy, and lost in his desires.

"Be my remedy." he whispered to her ear.

"Yes." She cooed longingly.

The Pegasus rolled his body over. Now his deep eyes glistened and fizzled into aquamarine. He lowered his body, wrapping his forehooves to her back. Zecora rolled her head back as he plunged his tongue into her slick sex. As the tongue twisted and burrowed deeper, she felt the Pegasus sink his fangs into her labia. This time pumping a cool fluid into her. His tongue slithered out her sex now coated in her juices, he rose to her sight and teasing tasted it. He gave a quick moan of satisfaction. Then he bobbed his head low and latch onto her clit suckling it hard, his grip tightened around her back-hooves as she convulsed to the pleasure. He snickered as the wisps of love essence seeped from the Zebra. He funneled the essence to his mouth. It was bitter to his tongue. He suspected it was her breed, but the more he ate the more he knew the truth. She wasn't willing, he had warped her into submission, something his old queen would do. The thought alone had soured his feast, yet he ate. And ate. His body needed the food, but his heart wasn't in it.

This is what he wanted to cure, to remedy. To make his heart whole again, and be revered and accepted. Like how it was in the past. As he controlled his feeding he noticed the Zebra was begging for release. as he licked her clit again, she hollered for something more, something deeper. Remedy let go of her back hooves, as she thrashed wildly. Zecora pinned his hooves with all her weight. He yelped in pain as she plugged his mouth with her tongue. Her body slowly rode him, as she rubbed her sex over his sheath. The moisture alone was enough to coax his whole shaft free. Zecora didn't even stop to inspect the meat, her body rose and slide the entire member in one greedy motion. She fell limp on to his chest and shuddered as her body relished in his girth.

"You're my Remedy" Zecora lustfully moaned. As her eyes opened the Pegasus was coal black. His fangs stuck out from his gaping maw. His eyes were wide and compounded almost like. Zecora daze snapped. "An Insect from the Desert sands! The Changelings who's defeat from love foiled your plans!"

Remedy pushed the zebra to the floor, but Zecora resisted. The two tumbled around the hut, knocking over bottles of herbs and potions. Finally, Remedy felt his darker instinct take hold over him as he wrapped a hoof to the Zebra's neck and thrust it into the cauldron. Zecora's head took the full force of the hit. She was motionless, but her eyes and expressions changed to worry as Remedy finished the deed.

"Let me cure you." he hissed. as he rested her body into the cauldron, her butt peeked out. His shaft had thickened much after their tussle. The adrenaline had twisted him just enough to relish the coming moments. He dislodged his member slowly from her,but Zecora only flinched to the sensation. He grinned fiendishly pumping his whole meat into her anus as he hissed with every exit. The essence grew, but it was barely palatable. It mattered little to him, he was hungry for something else. He put his whole hips into the motion as he pounded into her hole. Finally, Zecora spat a groan. Within the stillness of the hut all that could be heard was Remedy's groans, his sack slapping the cauldron's rim, and Zecora's faint moans. By the time Remedy's adrenaline was sapping his vigor Zecora's anus was swollen and sore. Remedy still had his stiff though, so he gave her mercy, and walked to her head.

She was still groggy, and tear streaked coated her already striped fur. Remedy gripped tightly to her mohawk, his other hoof anchored her mouth to his pulsating Changeling dick. He felt her body flinch, and push away but he tighten his grip on her hair and yanked on her scalp, and she hesitated long enough for him to flood her mouth. He stuffed as much of his girth into her until it reached the back of her throat, then unloaded a hot load of gel-like aphrodisiac. She swallowed five big gulps of the goo, then her eyes reverted back to their dull submissive hue. He let go of her mane, as she suckled him eagerly.

Pinkie had made short work of Mayor Mare. She smiled lovingly at her newest family member. "Now Mayor mare, What do you have to say about making some new homes for my family?"

The Mayor only gurgled something indistinguishable. Pinkie chuckled softly as she rubbed the cocoon holding her. "What was that? 'Yes Momma Pinkie, Everypony of ours is going to get their own place to live!' Well That's just about the greatest news ever, my newest addition." Pinkie clapped her hooves ecstatically. "That's going to make Lek-kie so happy. Yes! I can feel how happy he is. He wants me to tell you since you can't hear him yet that you'll make the family proud with your service, but he also wants me to tell you... that you have to stay hush-hush about your new powers until we get Ponyville more, uh. Understanding about us. That means you gotta go to sleep for a week or two-o, by then Ponyville will need some more houses for sure!"

Pinkie flung her fore-hooves to the air as the cocoon shot out a web and slowly hoisted to city hall ceiling. She then threw some hay up, and the cocoon placed the hay to its sticky shell.

Zecora had just about rubbed her tongue raw over Remedy's shaft. He taunted her with a small load of sweet cum, if only to see her try to squeeze more out from him. He had gotten used to the bitter-tasting love essence that trailed off her like steam, but he was beyond full. It was merely the sensation he was after. He looked at her. Her eyes were muted to a single hue, she was surely addicted to his cum. She'd snaked both of her forehooves to her sex. That's how she's stayed so calm, she'd been quieting her lust on her own. Remedy pulled his hard shaft from her muzzle. Zecora begged him to come back. She opened her mouth and hung her tongue out like a tentative dog.

Remedy just looked to her at said. "For you, there's no cure. I must get ready for my true queen. I believe she's looking for truffles for an obese pig's birthday. "