Moriah was lying in the bed in her RV. She'd had a long and stressful day. Ever since Las Angeles burned down and she and her companions had moved to a new location, she'd managed to get not a moment of peace. To see her city destroyed, her former home burned to ashes, it tore her apart. Even before that had happened, her life had been far from normal. A few months ago, everything had changed. Almost everybody had disappeared and what few people were left had been transformed into ponies of all things.
And who was to blame? None other then the princesses of Equestria. Moriah hated them with a passion. They had taken everything from her. Her family was gone. She'd never been able to live out her dream of becoming a commercial air pilot. Worst of all, she had been gender swapped. Before the event happened, she had been a man. Forget about losing her opposable thumbs. Getting a new set of genitals came with complications of it's own.
However, with so much on her mind, there was another reason Moriah struggled to sleep. She was in heat. Apparently, just like normal horses from Earth, those strange alien equines also went through heat cycles. Along their evolutionary path, that must have been one trait which had never dropped off. Now Moriah was getting all too good an idea of what that was like. Just peachy.
Her vulva was swollen, puffy and fiery red. her clitoris was poking out like a knife and if felt like a raging inferno between her legs. Maybe a true Equestrian mare could have ignored it. They would probably have went through much the same thing several times before. However, Moriah simply didn't have the experience. This wasn't her first heat. She had endured through sever over the summer. It had happened off and on about every two weeks or so. None the less, it was still excruciating as hell. She needed relief.
She struggled to pull off her pants. Despite having become a unicorn, she was unable to simply pull them off with levitation. When she had become a pony like everyone else, she had been piloting a small aircraft. Due to the sudden change in species and the loss of opposable thumbs, she was unable to steer the plane and came crashing to the ground. She'd had her new horn for all but a few minutes when it snapped off her head. Now, she struggled to yank her pants off. After several minutes, however she had managed. She couldn't wait any longer. An eager hoof shot down do her needy clitoris and started rubbing. She twitched a little as a slight jolt of sexual pleasure shot up her spine. Unfortunately, the sensation didn't last. Her hard hooves hooves weren't the best for masturbation. She needed something more. Something better.
"I can't believe I'm doing this" she thought to herself as she rolled off the bed and stumbled toward the door of the RV's small bedroom. Beyond that door was the living area with a kitchenette, a dining table, a couple chairs and a couch. On the couch sat Her boyfriend and and cabin-mate, Joseph. He sat on his haunches leaning over his laptop doing God knows what. Moriah had been dating him for a few weeks. Honestly, she didn't know why she even found him attractive. Back when she was human, she had never been gay. Back when she wasn't a she at all, he had been more inclined toward women. So why was it different now? Was it simply her new, feminine hormones messing with her brain? Was it some strange new instinct of those alien horses? She couldn't say for sure.
However, none of that mattered. She had a problem and she needed help with it. "Hey Joe?" she inquired.
"Not now, I'm busy." he replied.
"What are you even doing on there anyway? All you ever seem to do is fiddle with that computer. Not to mention playing your pointless video games."
That was it. That was not he had wanted to hear. Very annoyed, he whirled around and snapped at Moriah. "They are not......" He trailed off. Seeing Moriah in her birthday suit made him forget what he was going to say.
"Not what?" she said teasingly.
"Well... I was just thinking... uuuummm...."
"No need to finish." She said. "I know exactly what your thinking. You want to, you know, do it?"
A look of shock, strongly overlaid with arousal, manifested on Joseph's face. He glanced uncertainly between Moriah and his laptop. She could see several documents and spreadsheets were opened up on it. Finally, with a heavy sigh, he closed his laptop. "I guess" he mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Moriah said.
"I said I'll do it" Joseph said, more forcibly this time.
Moriah trotted back toward the bedroom. Though he hesitated, Joseph followed close behind. As soon as she entered the doorway, Moriah leaped onto the bed turning around in mid air to land on her back. The instant she touched down, she spread her legs wide in a lewd manner. "Well Joseph? Go ahead." she swooned.
This wasn't their first sexual romp together. When LA had burned down, She Joseph, and the rest of their gang had nothing but themselves and two RV's full of what little they had managed to save. The mares had slept in one RV while stallions slept in the other. One dark night, Moriah had gone to the stallion's trailer. She and Joseph had already been casually dating before that but the stress of losing their mutual former home was what finally pushed them together. They had already lost so much and all they could do was find solace in each other. Moriah came back night after night and before long, she had taken it upon herself to move in with Joseph altogether. They'd had sex nearly every night much to the annoyance of the other stallion named Oliver. Once they'd arrived in Paris Illinois (which they'd renamed Alexandria), they had made sure to get Oliver his own trailer.
Her vulva was aching for attention. She'd been through heat before, but she'd never had a partner through those. Moriah may have slept with Joseph before but she'd never been so anxious for it. There had never been such an air of urgency and such a need for relief.
Now, Joseph was staring down at Moriah's winking marehood. His eyes burning with lust. Quickly, his horn lit up as he magically pulled off his jeans which he'd been wearing backwards to keep them from slipping off. Moriah would be lying if she said she wasn't jealous. She wished she could just have hands again but levitation seemed like a decent substitute. If only her own damn horn hadn't broken off.
Wasting no time, Joseph climbed up onto the bed, his already raging erection bobbing about underneath him. Without thinking twice, he lined up his dick with Moriah's vagina, getting ready to ram into her.
"Wait" she exclaimed, "Not yet."
"Not yet? Well what do you want me to do then?"
"I thought I'd try something new to start out. I want you to lick it."
Joseph sat back on his haunches, dumbfounded at the foot of the bed. "You want me lick your vagina?"
"Just to get warmed up"
"Why not?" Joseph responded.
However, instead of simply leaning down to her most intimate area, as Moriah had expected, Joseph turned around and climbed completely on top of her. His face was pressed up to her vulva but his massive boner was now hovering inches above her face.
Moriah was disgusted. It's true. Now that she was a mare, she found sexual pleasure in a much different way then she used to and that was a fact she'd merely have to accept. However, no more then a year ago, she never would have dreamed of sucking on someone else's penis. Or her own for that matter. I was just so crude. So...
A wave a pleasure shot up Moriah's spine. Though she couldn't see it, she could feel Joseph suckling on her clit. His muzzle was buried deep in her luscious folds. and his tongue did cartwheels around her inner walls.
Another jolt of pleasure shocked it's way through her nervous system. "well," Moriah thought "I guess maybe I could return the favor?"
Tentatively, she leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue. Joseph's dick wasn't like a human penis. Not by a long shot. Rather then being a rounded tip, the head of it was completely flat. There was also a strange ring of extra flesh in the middle that Moriah couldn't identify and the whole thing was salmon pink. As she licked up a few drops of precum, she inwardly gagged. It was awful. It was tangy and salty in all the wrong ways. And worst of all, It was bitter. Moriah hated herself for doing that on top of a multitude of other reasons.
Then another wave of pleasure coursed through her. She looked back at the enormous behemoth. She had to admit. While it hadn't tastes good per se, Joseph's pre had had an addictive quality to it. She couldn't help but crave more.
"fuck you Moriah" she thought as she leaned forward again. This time, though still very reluctant, she was a little more adventuresome. She wrapped her mouth around the head. In response and with a grunt, Joseph dug even deeper into Moriah's aching marehood. another wave of pleasure washed over Moriah. That was all the encouragement she needed. All reservations forgotten, she shoved his dick further into her mouth. Slowly, tantalizingly, it slid in. She managed to get almost to the medial ring before his phallus started to cut off her airway. Quickly, to get some air, Moriah pulled back out so that only the head was in her mouth and deeply inhaled through her nostrils. Joseph let out a deep, masculine moan in response. Moriah shoved it back into her mouth, as far as she could go.
As she continued to force his penis up and down her throat, all she did was nudge Joseph on. Moriah felt her chest, thighs, especially her vagina, and just about every other part of her body tightening up. Her breathing as well as Joseph's were becoming increasingly loud, raged and sporadic. As Josephs dick grew increasingly hard and spasmed more and more, he dug ever deeper into her convulsing vagina. Every so often, Joe would moan into her marehood causing an eruption of pleasure to take Moriah over. Their individual moans and grunts were so loud, in fact, they could probably heard from a block away. Wave after wave washed through Moriah. Like a beach approaching high tide, each wave was larger then the last.
Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She felt her pussy attempt to clamp down on Joseph's tongue. She yanked Joseph's dick out of her mouth. "Oh God FUCK!!!" she screamed as her juices sprayed all over Joseph's muzzle. She spasmed and convulsed. She wiggled and squirmed.
After a moment or two, the orgasm died down. But Moriah still wasn't satisfied. She wanted more. The orgasm that had just racked her body was mostly clitoral. It was shallow. Surface level. And it wasn't enough. Joseph hadn't cum yet. She hadn't let him. When she was still human, like a lot of young men, he'd masturbated every now and then and watched his fair share of porn. As such, she knew all the signs of an approaching male orgasm. Even in relation to the strange, alien equines they had become, many of those signs still held true. Besides, Joseph didn't seem like the kind of stallion who could jizz twice in one session.
She wanted that cock inside of her. But how exactly should she go about it? Moriah briefly considered trying it doggy style. But then she shook that thought out of her head. "no" she judged. "those damn princesses might have turned us all into horses but they will not make an animal out of me." She had good reason for thinking that. She was sure doggy style is exactly how wild horses would go about it. It was too animistic. Too primitive. She had too much dignity to stoop to that level. Instead, she got a different idea.
"Hey Joseph" Moriah panted. "I think I'm warmed up now. I'm ready to get going for real." "why don't you lie down.
"Lay down?"
"Yeah lay on your back. I'm gonna sit on your dick."
Joseph visibly brightened up when she said that. That was, however, overlaid by an expression of shocked confusion, most likely because Moriah was willing to use such crude language. He gladly obliged however. In less then a second, Joseph had climbed off of Moriah and rolled onto his back, his legs invitingly spread wide.
Moriah shifted over to meet him. She squatted over his crotch trying to line up her puffy vulva with Joseph's throbbing cock. despite having come dangerously close to orgasm before, in the few moments of inactivity, Joseph's member had very nearly gone flaccid again. Moriah knew what to do about that. Without hesitation, she slipped his huge member into her eager marehood. There was no resistance at all. No sooner had she touched his tip then his entire length was inside of her. Past the head. Past the medial ring. All the way down to his base. The tip pressed up against her womb. She could feel him starting to get hard again inside of her. slowly, Moriah pulled back out again so that only the head was still inside her. Then with a loud schlap, she rammed his dick back into her. "oh fuck" she moaned under her breath. She pulled pulled back out and then slammed it back in.
Out then in. In then out. On and on it went. Every time she pulled back out, Joseph would grunt in pleasure. His medial ring was just thick enough and in just the right spot that when Moriah rammed down on it, it would rub right against her G-spot. Every time that area was rubbed, it sent electric jolts of bliss coursing through her veins. Moriah leaned backward, trying to grind the massive member against her inner walls to maximize her pleasure. She reached down her right forehoof to rub her clit. Even though it had scarcely worked before, Moriah had grown much more sensitive and the contact sent convulsions through her thighs, compounding on her already mind blowing pleasure. She used her left forehoof to play with her crotch tits bouncing them back and forth.
At this point, Joseph started thrusting back. This somewhat detracted from Moriah's own enjoyment as she no longer had as much control as she would have liked. Yet, the waves of pleasure kept coming anyway and she knew the importance of meeting your partner halfway. After several minutes, she fell forward and grabbed behind Josephs head with her forehooves. She pulled him forward into a sensual kiss. Normally, Moriah would nearly barf at the prospect of tasting her own sexual juices in someone else's mouth. But she so horny that she didn't even care. In fact, it only turned her on even more. She wrapped her lips around his and stuck her tongue out into his mouth. Moriah was no longer thinking. Not really. She was acting purely on instinct. Joseph responded accordingly. He also tried to stick out his tongue. As they continued to assault each other's most intimate areas, their tongues fought each other for dominance.
Until finally, with an erotic moan, Joseph said "Moriah, I think I gonna. Gonna. AAAAAuuuggghhh" A fountain of spooge erupted out of Joseph's cock. Thick, sticky globs of his seed filled up Moriah's womb.
This pushed Moriah over the edge. She came for a second time. This time, it was richer and fuller then the previous one.
"FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!" Moriah screamed as a true, meaningful release was finally granted her. Her marehood clamped down on Josephs stalionhood attempting to milk it for all it was worth. Her own cum squirted out of her like a firehouse forcing most of Joseph's jizz out with it. Both of their ejaculates, combined together, soaked into their crotches and stained the sheets below them. In all her years, nothing had prepared Moriah for what she had just experienced. Sure, she had fucked Joseph a few times prior but the experience was still as new as though it had been her first time. That experience was nothing like the orgasms she had privately given herself through her adolescence. Many of the same elements were there. The tight muscles, the overwelming pleasure, and the total relaxation after it was all over. But she couldn't have anticipated the feeling of a massive cock being thrust into her right where her own penis used to be or that cock spurting out jizz which spilled outward. It was like nothing that ambitious young man, her old self, could have even imagined.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Moriah new she had just made a big mistake. She should have known not to let Joseph cum inside of her. But she was so lost in the moment that she simply didn't take the consequences into account.
Completely exhausted, both from the hard work of re-establishing a new place to live and from the sexcapade she had just gone through, Moriah fell over. She pulled Joseph's dick out of her marehood and laid her head down on the pillow, snuggling up to him.
"I love you Joseph." she said.
"You too Moriah."
And with that, not an ounce of energy left in her, Moriah finally fell asleep.
Moriah jolted awake in the middle of the night. She'd had a terrible nightmare. Unfortunately, as she opened her eyes, she found another nightmare awaited her. She noticed something out of place. Something wasn't quite as it should be. Even with her broken horn, Moriah had the skill of all unicorns. She could sense magical fields and tell where living things were even if she couldn't see them. Her own magic field was an ever present reality for her which she generally tuned out. She could also sense the one radiating off of Joseph right next to her. However, Moriah now sensed something different . There was a third field which didn't originate from either of them. Moriah tried to ignore it and pretend it wasn't there. But it was too obvious to ignore. That field came from something very, very close to her. It came from inside her womb. It came from the brand new, undeveloped fetus of a foal. Moriah was pregnant.