The Stories about Ruby Heart, The Balloon Mare

Dug Hole, the Royal Canterlot University archaeologist put away his journal and took off his glasses. He was investigating this temple ruins for quite some time already, but had not uncovered its secrets yet. Did he miss something? This writings on the wall… they won’t go away from his mind. Something eldritch, unconceivable… What dark gods the locals worshipped?

“Bah, I need to clear my head”

He took a shiny pink parcel from his bag. Touched by his magic, it started to unfold and inflate, taking form of a latex mare. Rubber Heart, his faithful companion.

Yes, he was really considered her his companion, not just a toy. His colleagues used to laugh about her, but where are they now? They threw a party in some shady Pom-Bay cantina with lots of booze and local prostitutes. One got nasty “dire crabs” and another something that their ship's doctor identified as Taint Pox. Both were hospitalized and recalled home, so Dug was quickly promoted to chief researcher on this University expedition. The problem is, he was left alone it this jungle temple with team of elephant workers.

Oh, darn, he hated them. These wrinkled giants was strong but too clumsy. Dug almost fainted when one of the workers destroyed a whole crate of ancient Brahmin vases. Poor researcher could not even properly scold him, because that darned elephant played fool and pretended he doesn't know Equestrian. Later, Dug Hole find out that elephants just pulled a prank on him: they replaced the vases with fake ones, just to see him freak out. They only resembled fools; in fact, elephants were cunning and devious. Moreover, they had perfect memory, so Dug Hole will be their laughing stock for years after.

Dug checked his tent exit. No one there.

“I find solace only with you, Rubber,” he sighed.

The latex mare was silent, as always.

Dug put on a condom and applied a lubricant on it. There was no reason to stain Rubber with cum here, in the jungle, where every measure of clean water is a treasure. He gently mounted her, slowly thrusting his dick into her vagina. A shivers ran over his spine as Rubber's tight ribbed love hole massaged his member. A good feeling. He pulled back and little latex spikes set against his dick, slightly impeding the movement and pleasuring him greatly. He thrust forward again, upping the rhythm. Rubber's love hole was squelching, inviting him to move as fast as he can…

Dug fell on the bunk, panting heavily. The condom on his dick was full of cum, inflated like a balloon.

“Whew! I must be overexerting myself!” he gasped. “Oh, Rubber, you were fantastic today”

As always, latex mare was silent.

Dug snuggled Rubber, transforming her into big soft body pillow and fell asleep.

“Sir! Sir!”

“Wha-?” sleepy Dug jumped up his bunk when he felt something touching his flank.

It was Aghad, the elephant brigade-leader. He drew his oversized trunk through researcher's tent curtains and rummaged its insides.

“What's all the commotion, Aghad?” Dug shouted.

He took Rubber away from elephant’s trunk. Strange, his latex companion was in her pony form. Maybe he changed her mid-sleep?

“I think we found something, sir! It's an underground room”

Dug grabbed his trunk with his magic, holding it in place.

“Give me a minute. I should check it up. And please, Aghad, don't ever put your trunk in my tent!”

He threw elephant's appendage out.

Such nerve! Oh, when this expedition end, he will do everything to make this impudent fellow's life unbearable!

Dug checked Rubber. She was OK and looked normal, but there was something odd. A strange moisture condensed on her eyes making them look weeping.

“Don't worry, my dear,” he said wiping her “tears”, “it will be over soon, I hope”.

Dug deflated her and put into his bag.

Archaeologist reached the digging site and found a big hole in the ground.

“Aghad, what is this?”

“… A hole?” replied elephant with the innocent look

“Listen,” Dug sighed, “I’m not in the mood for your jokes. How did this hole appeared? It wasn’t here before!”

“Dunno, sir. Workers heard a strange noise, checked it out. And found this”

Archaeologist growled and checked the hole. “A cave-in? Probably these lumbering oafs triggered it by their constant stomping!”

He sent a magic spark down there. It flew for a couple of seconds and disappeared in the dark. However, before fading it illuminated columns with intricate carvings.

Dug caught his breath. It is a major breakthrough! A week, whole week of fruitless labor and here it is the elusive underground complex! Just a dumb luck.

“All right,” he shouted. “I need you to construct something to bring me down. And send the note to Pom-Bay about our discovery”

“Aye, sir”

Two elephants from the brigade quickly installed some blocks on pit’s edges, knocked together a small wooden platform and tied ropes to it. Dug checked this makeshift elevator. Seems sturdy enough. He stepped on it. To adventure!

Platform slowly began its descend into ancient darkness. Dug lit his horn and gasped. This place was huge. Intricately engraved columns formed devious patterns, as if the architect of this place tried to avoid straight lines. Numerous painted bas-reliefs of elephant and Brahmin origin decorated the walls, giving them eldritch inconceivable look.

As the platform touched the rubble on the floor, Dug jumped off, laughing with excitement. A dream of his own major discovery was finally came to fruition! This temple is amazing! What secrets its creators hid here?

Dug set up lanterns along the wall. Certainly, he could use more of them. He raised his head and shouted:

“Aghad! Bring me more lanterns”

He stopped short. The opening on the ceiling, it was gone. Dug checked the platform and found its ropes scattered around, cut.

Archaeologist felt rage boiling inside him. Those crazy maniacs! They left him here! Surely, now they will wait calmly until he run out of obscenities and start to plead for rescue!

No. He won’t afford them this pleasure!

Dug took a deep breath and grabbed a lantern. He put out its flame and opened oil container. Then Dug added a drop of greenish bile from the small container that was stashed in his bag’s secret pocket. Then he assembled the lantern and lit it again.

With the loud “whoosh” the mystical green flame rose from its wick. A pure postal dragonfire.

Dug took a small parchment and wrote a letter.

“Dear vice-chancellor!

I regret to inform you that Pom-Bay jungle expedition met unforeseen complications. Our elephant workers brigade put numerous hindrances to our work, trying to sabotage our discoveries. Still, even in this… unhealthy atmosphere I managed to acquire a major breakthrough: a huge underground complex full of wondrous archaeological discoveries. I am attaching a few sketches for your acquaintance. Unfortunately, workers trapped me underground to hold as the prisoner of some sort. Please send help and more researchers. Meanwhile, I will continue my study.

Dug Hole, chief archaeologist of the Pom-Bay expedition”.

He put a seal on the scroll and lit it up with the green flame. Parchment transformed into puff of ashes and disappeared in darkness.

Dug expected an answer in one hour or so, but it took only twenty minutes for response scroll to appear next to the dragonflame lantern. Archaeologist rushed to it. It seems vice-chancellor really found his matters urgent.

“Dear Dug Hole!

I received your message, and, must say, I am confused. The expedition you mentioned ceased two weeks ago due to complications with Hindia government and the whole group recalled back. We expected your arrival today. Please, remain calm. I am pulling all of my strings to find out what is happening. We will get you out of there. Await further instructions via this channel.

Vice-chancellor Antiqua”

A shiver ran down Dug’s spine. What the heck is going on? The elephants told him that the rest of the group would join them later due to some complications with the luggage…

“You blind fool!” Dug cursed himself. “The whole “expedition” looked fishy the whole time!”

He sighed and turned his head to the ornate wall. Well, he stuck here. At least he can study this temple to ease his mind.

Dug took away his glasses and rubbed his eyes. How long did he worked? Here, in this sunless underground his perception of time was inaccurate. Nevertheless, he learn much from all this inscriptions and sexual-themed bass-reliefs. This temple’s constructors devoted it to some long-forgotten goddess of “unconceivable beauty and ineffable delights”, whatever this meant. Here they offered sacrifices and threw orgies in her name.

A sudden “whoosh” in the dark interrupted Dug’s thoughts. Another letter appeared out of dragonflame! Archaeologist unwrapped it with anxiety.

“Dear Dug Hole!

I must say the situation is dire. You mentioned elephant workers and this is the bad news. My contacts warned me about group of ex-army marauders raiding places of archaeological value. They capture clueless researchers and compel them to scout dig sites. Their leader’s name is Aghad the Long Trunk…”

Dug growled. This thug.

“I’ll try my best to get you out of there. Meanwhile, try to comply and do whatever you must to survive.

Good luck.

Vice-chancellor Antiqua”

Dug dropped on his rear. How did he end up like this? What should he do now?

One thing bugged him. If he is the hostage, why elephants leaved him here? They should watch on him, right? Dug checked the surroundings. The same darkness as before. Even a cat will have troubles navigating this place.

“Or they just want me to find an entrance they could use to loot this temple,” he noted to himself. “They won’t risk breaking their legs by using makeshift elevator”.

He took a piece of ship bread from his bag and munched it angrily. A rage was boiling inside of him, clouding his mind.

“I really must calm down”.

Fortunately, he still had Rubber in his bag…

Old altar could serve as the nice bed, especially in the temple specifically designed for a sex goddess.

Rubber unfolded before him, responding to a touch of his magic, presenting her goodies to him. She was so beautiful in this dim light. Dug smirked, feeling his member coming out of its sheath. Suddenly, a wild idea sparked in his head.

Dug touched his silent companion with magic, projecting a form he wished for her to take. Rubber’s body began to grow, taking a massive shape, her rubbery hair retracted into neck and tail dock, leaving her bald. Ears quickly transformed into pair of wide “locators”, upper lip and nose grew into long trunk. Dug took precautions and did not allow Rubber to grow too large.

His companion, now in the form of pink latex elephant calf, was standing before him.

“I’m sorry, my dear Rubber, for giving you this shape, but I’m up for a little roleplay now. You wouldn’t mind, would you?”

She was silent, as always.

He smiled, feeling a tension in his crotch. Without any words, he splashed a lubricant on his cock, jumped on the altar where he placed Rubber and penetrated her anus with all his force…

She was tight. Very tight. Overinflation surely added a new degree.

However, Dug was angry. He thrusted his shaft deep into her rectum so hard and fast that the air coming from her throat produced a gasping sound.

“Yeah, you like it!” he laughed. “It was only the beginning, though!”

Dug began to move, upping the rhythm. The mixed sensation of pain and pleasure wound him up causing to neigh from excitement. The air circling through Rubber’s other love holes produced moaning-like sounds as if she pleaded for more.

Stallion growled, releasing his load deep into her insides and fell on her back. Rubber’s legs gave away under his weight and she collapsed on the altar. Dug did not mind, her big body was comfortable like a velvet mattress. He just deflated Rubber a bit to make her softer.

Dug watched a stream of cum pouring from his companion’s mouth, spilling over the altar’s carvings. “Wow, it seems I filled her to the brim”, he thought. “How did I get so much? Bah, does it matter?”

Stallion yawned and closed his eyes. He certainly needed a little nap.

He was standing in a big hallway, surrounded by candlelight. It was the same temple but it looked… new? The hall festooned with flowery garlands, bowls with fruits and cups with sweet wine placed on decorated carpets. Everything is ready.

Where are the guests?

He shuddered when strange melody broke out from nowhere. It was soothing, but emotional, quiet, but bold.

Then the lights appeared. They approached him, revealing their carriers. Hundreds of mares, stallions, cows and even some elephants. They began to dance around the altar laughing and chanting unknown words.

Couple of mares approached him, giggling and nuzzling. They spoke, but he did not recognise their language. They gently shoved him through the ring of dancers right to the altars foundation. They put him on his back and one of them, beige earth pony with beautiful flowers in her mane stood over him, presenting her wet marehood to his eyes. He tried to object, but seductress kissed his erected cock and embraced it with her lips denying any resistance. The crowd noticed this and cheered, making him blush.

She certainly knew her job well. Her tongue, her deep throat… It all drove him to ecstasy.

A drip landed on his chest. He looked forward on her wet marehood. The magnificent smell drew him closer. He groped her ample thighs and tasted her pussy. It was sweet as cider and heady as wine. He wanted more.

The crowd cheered again, but he did not care anymore. The mare moaned when he pushed his tongue further, her hind legs trembled, but it did not stop her from pleasuring him

They continued enjoying each other until both reached the peak. He threw his head back and neigh in ecstasy when his cock exploded into a volcano of cum at her tender throat.

As he caught his breath, he heard a sound that did not belong here. Someone was crying. He carefully crawled from under seductress and looked at the altar. A bleak pink unicorn mare with long and straight paled mane was sitting on it, shuddering with every sob. She seemed familiar to him. He went around the altar to see her face but she covered it with her forelegs and turned away.

“Is something wrong?” he asked

She stopped sobbing for a moment and looked at him. Her gloomy pink irises sparkled from behind of her long bangs.

“Everything”, she answered, pouncing on him.

He braced himself for the impact. He watched in slow motion how mare's body started to melt, transforming into liquid. Pink goop spilled all over his face, invading his orifices, denying him of breath and vision. He tried to wipe it with magic and forelegs but this thing stuck tightly to his coat. He dropped on a floor, suffocating…

Dug woke up gasping for air. He checked his surroundings trying to calm panic. Yes, he is still inside the temple, laying on Rubber's back. A few of his lamps went out, but dragonfire one was burning.

“That's what you get for sleeping in the temple of sex goddess on an empty stomach,” he sighed, checking himself up. “Especially with your dick still stuck in latex mare's anus”.

A thick odor of sperm touched his nose. A cum stream from Rubber's mouth fully filled intricate carvings on the altar.

“Did I do this?” Dug gasped. “It seems my dream was kinda… wet. Well, Rubber, it was a nice experience, but I think we should… disconnect for now”

He tried to pull his dong out of her anus. No use. His erected cock stuck tightly in companion's ass as if something glued it.

“Oh crap”, he cursed. “It must have been swollen! What should I do?”

He gave a few more tries but to no avail.

Then he remembered that he could change Rubber's body. Laughing at himself, he touched his companion with magic. He will be free in no time…

Nothing.

Magic did nothing.

“What's wrong with you?” he shouted angrily, hitting Rubber with his foreleg. “I command you to change!”

Rubber turned her head.

“Why should I change, scholar?” she said in high melodic voice. “I am appeased with this form”.

She stood on her legs, still carrying Dug, then stretched straightening her back and trunk. Stallion gasped, feeling pain in his dick.

“Oh, did it hurt you, scholar? Don't worry, I mean you no harm”

“Right, I must be dreaming”, Dug shook his head.

“No, you are wide awake, I can assure you”

“Great, so I've gone crazy” stallion giggled maniacally. “Yes, it's the most logical explanation. I'm hungry, stuck alone in this darkness, so one should not be surprised that I started to talk with my inanimate toy”.

“So, this body is your toy? You certainly live in interesting time, mortal. For centuries, I waited in this forsaken place for someone who will set me free. At last, here you are, a curious scholar. Oh, how I love your type! You studied the writings; read the chants… completed the summoning ritual”

She poured her trunk into a puddle of cum.

“Ah, the primal seed of life, so much time have passed without me tasting this salty treat”.

Dug tried to bring together his exploded mind.

“Who… What are you?!”

“Come on, little scholar, you know who I am”.

A set of hieroglyphs sparked in his head. They were everywhere here, but he never wished to decipher them, as if his subconsciousness tried to ward him. He shuddered as his lips spelled the name.

“Slonyasha”

It was only a whisper, but it echoed throughout the whole temple, shaking its walls and the very foundations.

“Ah, it's good to be back”, goddess smiled.

She expanded herself greatly, taking a form of elephant heifer. Dug uttered a scream, as the ache in his stuck member became unbearable.

“This body is fantastic!” Slonyasha said, completely ignoring the stallion. “It fueled by magic, changing at any whim of mine! Much better than flesh dolls I used before. Poor things, they tend to wither and die; some even could not survive my “improvements”. I like your offering, mortal. You deserve a reward”.

“I just want to leave”, Dug pleaded. “Please, end this torture”.

“Oh, poor little stallion. I am not a god of torture. I am the goddess of ineffable delights… Speaking of which…”

Dug shouted, as he fell through her body. Slonyasha’s latex skin encased him, squeezing his flesh and screwing his joints. This thin membrane tightly covered his head and neck, asphyxiating him.

However, just before Dug lost his consciousness, Slonyasha expelled his head from her underbelly. Stallion gasped for air, trying to catch his breath.

“Don’t you like it?” goddess laughed. “I love asphyxia. It is a very stimulating experience. Ah, that fear of dying, the rush of the blood to your genitalia…”

Stallion moaned. His cock-ache became unbearable, but the pleasure dimmed it, clouding his mind.

“You want more?”

“No!” Dug thought, but his mouth screamed “Yes!”

“That is what I like to hear”.

Slonyasha expelled him a little more, still encasing the stallion in her skin. Dug emitted a surprised shout as something long and twitchy invaded his rectum.

“Ageless classic, anal stimulation. However, this body allows some twists to it”

Dug shuddered when the thing she inserted inside him started to wriggle and pulsate. He blushed from embarrassment admitting that he liked this. Neighing with pleasure, he forgot about everything: the aching cock, his screwed limbs and hopeless situation.

When he reached his peak, Slonyasha forcefully bend him, placing the tip of his swollen dick into his mouth. Dug moaned when thick cum rushed to his throat; he almost chocked trying to gulp it down.

“How do you like my blessing, mortal? Your balls will never run out of cum. You may even drink it to sustain yourself”

She was not lying. His cock erupted whole gallon and he drunk it, quenching rumblings in his stomach.

“Good little colt”, she made his body straight again. “I peered into you mind during your sleep. There was an anger directed on some elephants. Where are they now? I want to show them my newfound glory”

“They are up there, mistress”, said Dug slowly. “They blocked the entrance, though…”

“Oh, don’t worry. I have a lot of power now and mere bunch of rocks cannot block my way. However, we must think what I should do with you…”

She pulled him from her body and held before her shining pink eyes.

“I will get you out of here and you may continue your boring mortal life. Well, actually, with my blessing it will not be as boring as before. However, I have a special proposition for you. Do you want to become my companion? You will witness my rise to power and all my future slaves will pleasure you. You will share my glory and followers, we will rule together forever. So, what do you choose?”

Dug’s mind and body was completely broken from all these “ineffable delights”. He just wanted to end this. Nevertheless, Slonyasha’s offering was tempting. He, as the immortal king of the world? Sounds good enough.

“Yes”, he said. “I accept your offer”

Goddess smiled.

“I knew you will not turn down my generous proposal. So be it. Prepare yourself!”

Dug screamed as the black latex encased him even tighter, mutilating his body into some wicked form. His bones crunched, but the pain transformed into pleasure.

Slonyasha put him on a ground and draw her trunk to his horn. Dug noticed a second mouth there instead of pair of nostrils. Soft lips enveloped his horn…
Crunch

Stallion screamed feeling intense pain in his forehead. She broke his horn… and ate it!

“I’m sorry for this, my dear, but I can assure you, it won’t be needed anymore in your new role”

“What new role?” he shouted, trying to look down…

“Well, you know, this body need a special… limb. Surely, I can grow a surrogate one, but it will not give any jizz. So I have to make it from the flesh”

Realization shocked Dug. “Share my glory and followers”? “My future slaves will pleasure you”?

She was turning him into the pony-sized dick.

His backside transformed into a pair of enormous balls, his body was now a shaft with swollen pulsating veins. He felt something brewing inside him; it was like an urge to puke, but with realization that this action will give a pleasuring relief, not embarrassment.

Dark latex crawled on his head, locking it in upward position. He shouted as it covered his eyes, poured into his nostrils and mouth, forming the exhaust. Then, with the loud crack, membrane pressed his head into new blunt form. His transformation was completed.

Slonyasha admired her work. Enormous obsidian-black dick stood before her; she need only to attach it. Goddess embraced the pulsating erect member with her trunk and put it on her crotch, just under her pussy. Her skin enveloped it forming the sheath and locking it in place.

“Don’t worry, my dear”, said Slonyasha, pleasuring her new “equipment”, “by becoming a part of my celestial body, you were blessed with immortality. You will not need food, water, even air anymore; the pleasure is your only purpose now”.

Her cock answered with a thick stream of cum…