Erotic Endeavors Development LLC (3 of 9 Re-written)

by Vector Erotica

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Profanity, Random, Adventure, Princess Celestia, Narcotics, Anthro, Main 6, Princess Luna, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 98082

What happens when a washed up erotic filmaker and his friends accidently peep on two very well endowed alicorn princesses doing the nasty? Well apparently, they end up making one of the hottest internet series the world's ever seen. Figures.

(3rd chapter unpublished. Heavy Rewrites underway.)

A pornographer about to lose it all.

Kinky Princesses who tire of their duties, and hate prudes.

A kingdom, unprepared for the sheer amounts of smut about to be unleashed.

Oh... what a wonderful time to be horny.

Okay, first things first, this story has alot of fetishes. I don't go too extreme, but if you're not into the kinkier stuff, might be better just to leave this one alone.

Secondly, cover-art is from marauder6272. Specifically image #1833050 on Derpibooru.

And lastly, I'd really like good criticism on this. Anything that will help my skills with erotic fiction get better. So please comment!

Sorry I've been away... glad to be back.

(WARNING! Heavy fetish fic; incest, futa, extreme ejeculation, ultra deepthroat, sharing cum, femdom, etc. Read at your own risks! And to any groups I add this to. The theme of your group will show up in this fic. Here is a warning blog post for a list of some of the more extreme fetishes. Here is a blog post that I urge you to read and a link to follow.)

Published 2016-03-29 12:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-05-30 22:34:49 UTC

First Impressions Are Better With Princest. (Revised)

(Lesbian, Tribidism, Rimjob, Futa-on-Male for realz this time)

When Red was a young boy, at least 14, his father took him into the city. No, not to see a marching band, but to see the Summer Sun Celebration. He wanted his son to see their ruler in all of her glory; to learn of the epic battle that took place that day between light and darkness.

It was there that he first saw the princess as she rode in a golden chariot down the way. As she rode by, he gazed upon her near flawless beauty, staring at her flowing ethereal mane in awe. It was at this moment that his father smacked him upside the head and said “It's not polite to stare at ponies.” That was his father all right; always all about his manners.

Well, if his father was here now, Red would have a golf ball sized bruise on the back of his head.

He was openly, unabashedly gawking at both Luna and Celestia, slack-jawed no less. In his mind, he was desperately trying to process what had just happened, going through all the different little logical explanations. Such as; a stroke, vivid dream, prank… those sorts of things. He was even considering a full blown mental breakdown from all the stress he had dealt with. Falling into a delusion of his own creation. However, upon becoming aware of the delusion, he thought of flying to the moon and finding Nightmare Moon’s old prison… which caused absolutely nothing to happen and threw the delusion theory right out of the window.

His friends were worse; Vintage was frozen, having dropped his tea on the floor. He was so stiff that he barely even seemed to breath. Critical was slightly better, but only because he was making some sort of noise. He had only been silent for a moment before breaking out into fits of laughter, more maniacal than funny.

With a shaky hand, Red picks up a cup of tea and do. He takes a deep breath before looking back at them. Their faces, they... they hadn't changed. Just smiling back at him like this was your average, everyday tea party.

“What?” Red asks the princesses, his voice barely even a whimper.

“We said,” replies Luna “we'll do it. The series option, if you wouldn't mind.”

Critical is on the floor now, clutching his stomach as he howls. Red clears his throat, shuffles a bit in his seat.

At least now he knows this is real.

“Um… I don't think you understand what we're asking.”

“Of course we do.” says Celestia. “An online, episodic series in which we perform erotic actions on camera for the enjoyment of ourselves and others, receiving payment for each film. What is there to not understand?”

“This isn't that simple!” Red raises his voice, earning a glare from Celestia and Luna. Forgot who he's talking to. for a second. “Forgive me your highnesses, but this isn’t just a movie. This would be you, the purest things in Equestria, getting on camera and... well, pardon my language, fucking!”

Luna takes a sip of tea. “So?”

“So what would the people of Equestria even think if they knew if they found out their Princesses are partaking in-”

“If I may take a page out of my sisters more… colorful book.” Celestia leans over, towards Red. “Who gives a shit?”

Red drops his tea, flinching slightly as the hot liquid burns the side of his hoof, Vintage audibly gasps. Even Critical stops in the midst of his laughter, ears perking up.

“Your highnesses-” Red tries to say.

“Look, um , Redlight was it?” Luna asks. “This is nothing to fret about. It will be no different from the time when me and my sister helped make the Ponysutra.”

“Woah woah woah!” Critical says. “You two helped write the quintessential book on Equestrian sex?!”

“Well to be quite honest,” says Celestia “it was considered just as pornographic as it was instructional back in those days.”

“Mmmm, yes it was.” Remembers Luna, rubbing her thighs together at the memories. “I can still remember walking through the nocturnal emissions of ponies who had just bought the first copies. I think, if my memory serves correct, that most of their favorite portraits of mine were located between chapters nine and twelve.”

“Portraits?!!” Critical yells.

Celestia scratches her head. “Well yes. We were the ones that created most of the positions. So it was only logical to have artists draw us in the act. And stop shouting! We're right here for Mother's sake!”

“So wait,” Red cuts in “you've… done this before?”

Luna shrugs “In a nutshell.”

Red and his friends are left utterly speechless. Mere moments ago, these two were paragons of virtue; the pinnacle of virtue, justice, leadership. And now they were... he can't fiond the words but they're certainly something.

Defeated, Red slumps back in his seat as he pulls out a pack of peach flavored chewing gum. Can't be a teagarette all the damn time. That's how you get dentures at thirty.

“So what now?” he asks the two Princesses.

“Now,” says Celestia, standing from her chair, “you go home and think of a concept for our little venture. Me and Luna would help, but we have to meet with Dragon Lord Ember.”

Luna snorts. “I wish the damn Changelings would leave the Dragon’s borders alone. This is the third time this month their forces have clashed.”

“You're preaching to the choir, sister. We will see you next week, mister Redlight.”

“Wait!” says Critical, shuffling to his hooves. “You can't just leave now!”

Luna looks back at him with a menacing glint in her eyes “You would dare tell a Princess what she can and can't do?”

“Well… um… I-I just-”

He is silenced the next second as Luna flash steps to him, looming over him with glowing eyes, her voice an intimidating growl. Crit jumps back from her form; did she just make herself a little taller?

“Just what, mortal?”

Crit yelps, tripping over a chair behind him, falling over onto his stomach as he tries to catch himself. After the stumble, the princess behind him giggles.

“Oh the look on your face! I'm only kidding, Ecstasy. No need to… tooooo...”

She trails of as she looks down at the pony.. he landed with his rear in the air. Now of course, Critical almost always chose to dress casual, and in layers. Hoodie and sweatpants were the usual go-to.

But even the baggiest of sweats never could conceal the round outline of an impressive backside.

And unfortunately for Critical... Luna is quite the ass-mare.

“Well hello there.” she thinks, licking her lips. “Where have you been hiding all this time?”

Celestia notices the look of hunger in her sister's eye and chuckles “There she goes again.”

Luna, hypnotized by Critical's bubble, levitates him up onto his hooves. Righting his outfit with a few firm pats.

Just to get the wrinkles out. Totally not to cop a feel or anything.

“I'm terribly sorry about that.” says Luna, smirking down at Crit. “I just wanted to have a little fun.”

“It's, um, no biggie. That evil-eye thing you do is really convinciNG!” Critical yelps, feeling a hand very tightly squeeze his rump. “D-Did you just-”

His voice catches in his throat when he realizes that Luna is pushing her breast together with her arms; each one a titanic mass of flesh bigger than his head that completely obscures her chest.

“Did I what?”

“N-Nothing!” blurts out Critical. “Nothing at all!”

“Nothing? Well that's funny. ” says Luna, bringing her snout to his ear. “I could have sworn I gave you a good squeeze.”

She leaves him there, sauntering away with a final, teasing wink. Critical doesn't move. Can't move, really. Not after being groped by a literal goddess.

Luna walks back to her sister, leaving with her and their royal escort. As they walk down the corridor, Celestia asks “Found yourself another piece of prey, huh Lulu?”

Luna looks over to her sister, that oh-so-predatory glint in her eyes “Indeed.”

Meanwhile, back in the small dinning area, Redlight and Critical pull up chairs besides their still petrified friend, Vintage.

Still mortified, the Trottingham kinkster breaths deep...

“WHAT IN DISCORD'S CHAOTIC BALLS JUST HAPPENED?!”

“Well,” says Red, “I'm doing a porno with the princesses now.”

“And I'm pretty sure one of them just said she wants my ass.” Critical adds.

“Swiggity Swooty.” Red laughs.

“Fuck you Red.”

Vintage, still flabbergasted “Redlight, if I may ask… how much alcohol do you have at your residence?”

Redlight downs the last, cold cup of tea, shooting Vin the most deadpan look he can.

“Plenty.”

Redlight stares into the bathroom mirror, looking over what he sees. A stallion with a lava red coat, blue eyes, black mane; a Cutie Mark of two ponies kissing passionately.

~~No this isn't an excuse to describe a character’s design shut up.~~

He admires the scar above his left eye. Got it from one of the first films he ever shot after the Drake lead got to full of himself, and Red had to tell him to take a hike. Bastard almost took his eye.

He sighs, deep and long, looking down at the summons given to them the other day… he already knows what he's going to do. It's stupid, dangerous, and completely insane, but he knows what he's going to do. Now he just had to get his friends on board. He walked out of his bathroom and popped into his kitchen real quick to grab a pack of Sweet Apple Acres Ale before heading to the living room.

“All I'm saying,” says Vintage “is that it's not as bad as it seems.”

“A giant warrior princess wants to go balls deep in my back door… that sounds pretty fucking bad to me Vintage!”

“Well what's so bad about that?” asks Red as he sets down the next six pack of Ale.

“What the fuck do you mean 'what's so bad about it'?!” Crit shouts. “I haven't had anything real up there in years!”

Vintage strokes his chin “That... kind of makes it better, actually.”

“How?!”

“Well think of it this way; Who else can say that they've had a princess offer to pop their re-aquired anal cherry?”

“That still doesn't make thought of Princess Luna bending me over until my knees touch my elbows sound any less unsettling!”

“Look,” says Red, “me and Vintage have both taken it up the ass before. Hell I've taken it from stallions and mares. Yeah it's uncomfortable at first, but once you get used to it it's awesome.”

"Ugh... I fucking hate you guys.”

“No you don't.” Vintage chuckles.

“Besides; you're going to need to make nice with her if we're going to be working together.”

All three of them stop, smoke leaking out of Vin's nose from a drag stopped mid breath.

This was... this was bigger than the usual job. Other jobs had margins of error. Somepony cums early? Wait a hour and try again. Somepony can't get it up? Get a fluffer. The bed actually breaks? Have the actors play it off, an incorporate it into the scene.

But there was no margin here. They couldn't slap a couple Princesses in an office setting, hand them a cheesy script and call it a day. This had to be a home run. It had to be good.

“Are you sure about this Red?” asks Vintage.

“Yeah man. I mean, I've reviewed celebrity sex tapes before, but this? This is gonna get a loooot of people pissed.”

“Look guys,” Red says “we have been given a golden opportunity here. I get to pull my ass out of the fire and pay off my debts, while you guys get to be apart of porno history!”

“This isn't just a good porno, Redlight.” says Vin. “If we fuck it up, we could earn the disdain of Equestria’s matriarchs.”

Critical finishes. “Yeah. And if we do well, we'd still have oh, ya know, a good chunk of Equestria calling for us to burn at the stake.”

Red takes a swig of cider. “I know, and you're both right. If we mess this up, or do amazingly well, there's a price we could pay… but if we succeed, our names will go down in history. There will be not a single person that comes after us that comes close to doing anything on the level of what we accomplish here and now!"

If Red had a a cape, it would be blowing in the nonexistent wind right about now.

"So?"

Vintage and Critical look at one another for a few moments… then let out shallow, tired sighs.

“You have our services, my friend.”

“Yup… always did wanna try my hand at actually making the porn.".”

Red smiles, holding back a small amount of tears. “Well alright. Critical, you open up your laptop and get to making a site for us; I want good, eye-catching design, a donation system, and a registration process that requires both a valid driver's license number and credit card.”

“Why the license number?” asks Critical as he reaches into his computer bag.

“If they're under aged, they can't use it. And if the try to use different licenses and cards together the identity of the card owner and the license owner should conflict and the attempted registration should fail.”

“That's good,” says Critical, “but we should have phone numbers as well. Since we'll already have their email address, we can email or call them about the fact they've signed up.”

“Yes, yes!” Red exclaims, snapping his fingers. “That way we can make sure most of our customers are of age, and the ones that slip through the cracks will have their parents informed! How long will this take you?”

“I know a few ponies that owe me some favors. I could string up enough resources to have the site done in half a week.”

“Great!” says Red. “While you're doing that, Vin and I will start working on concepts for the overall premise.”

“About that…” Vin says “Why don't we just give the princesses free reign?”

“You mean let them make stuff up as they go?” Red asks.

“Precisely! I mean, they're obviously... adventurous. Not to mention all the content they would make. I say we let them go crazy and just help shoot the scenes.”

Redlight strokes his chin. “That's good, but we should come up with scenes too. If both parties brainstorm, we'll have twice as many ideas.”

“Fair enough.” says Vin. “Well then, let's get cracking.”

“Hold on.” Crit stops both of them. “If we're gonna do this, let's do it right.”

Red quirks an eyebrow and smiles. “You kept the old mixtape?”

Smiling, Critical pulls out an MP3 player and selects one of the more mellow, relaxing songs on it. “Yep. And I put in on a Manasound.”

A week had passed, the princesses sat back in that same room waiting for those same three stallions. This time, however, Luna had opened up her laptop and was monitoring a website that had become the source of a good bit of controversy in the following week. A site that bore the name she had suggested about a week ago.

It was, in its current state, a simple page; a royal blue background with a single screen in the middle, the sun to the right of the screen and the moon to its left. Above it, a list of what Luna assumed to be different areas of the site: One Shots, Segments, Live Cams, Search, and or course the obligatory Sign In and Register options. Below the screen were two things. The first one was a simple tease.

“~Even a Goddess has her needs~”

The second was an open chat where people were already posting about what they thought, or hoped the site was.

‘No… no way…’

‘Is this one of those movies that parody the princesses?’

‘I swear if this is a troll I'll shove a cactus up the creators ass.’

‘To whomever created this site… gr8 b8 m8 ;).’

Luna couldn't help but giggled at all of them. Picturing their faces once she bared herself to them. Salivating at the thought of so many of them seeing her, watching her… indulging in her. She reveled in the feeling; preemptively apologizing to whoever sat in this chair after she got up.

Her sister did seem more contained than she was, sitting daintily in her chair with legs crossed. The sun made her coat shimmer and gleam while her ethereal mane practically glowed, and she smiled a vibrant smile that seemed to brighten the entire room. Luna sighed at the sight of her… taking in a whiff of her scent as it wafted her way.

“What’s got you so happy this morning?” says Luna.

Celestia smiles. “Just excited, Luna. I haven't done something like this for millennia.”

“Well, it will be refreshing at the very least.” says Luna.

“Yes.” Celestia shoots her sister a coy, yet playful look. “And I think I know just who I'd like to make our first... episode with.”

Luna notices how she’s staring, and grins back. “Really? Who?”

Celestia gets up from her seat, Luna giggling as she notices the damp area she leaves behind. Luna stares her sister up and down as she approaches, admiring her soft yet toned child bearing hips as they sway back and forth; impressive even by alicorn standards.

“Well, she's someone very close to me.”

“How close?”

Tia's smile grows. “Practically sisters.”

“Wow… that's pretty close.”

Just around the sides of her hips, she can see glimpses of what she knows is an enormous ass; like two hills made of finely crafted cheesecake. One that she fondly remembers watching quake on numerous occasions. She could imagine it now as she walked toward her; the two cheeks quivering and shifting as the great muscles beneath them coil and flex while the outer layer of fat jiggles near uncontrollably.

“Have you been with this mare?”

“Oh yes!” Celestia grins. “Her body is soft like mine, but more muscular. I do so enjoy running my hand up her stomach in the afterglow.”

Luna shifts in her seat as her thighs rub together and her wings begin to twitch. “She sounds lovely.”

“Oh, beyond your wildest dreams.”

On her chest however, were two of Luna's favorite things, jiggling with each step. Soft yet perky, big enough to to hide away most of the stomach of most normal ponies. But on her sister, they merely covered her chest and pushed together pleasingly whenever she crossed her arms, bigger than Luna’s only by a little, but far softer, to Luna's delight. In fact, they were nearly equal in size, with Luna being shorter with slightly smaller breasts, but a toner, more defined set of hips and buttocks that actually just surpassed her sister’s.

“I'm guessing you've both shared lovers before as well?”

“Of course we have! Numerous times in fact.”

As she finally sits that glorious behind into Luna's lap, the Moon Princess bites her lip as she takes in the body of her sister. Firm, built muscle hidden away by her love of pastries that kept her so round in all the right areas. But all of this is nothing without that face; a calmness that hides an insatiable sexual hunger. Eyes that invite into a world of affectionate bliss. A smile that can comfort you or make you writhe in your seat. All complemented by her beautiful, flowing mane.

“After all… our parents did teach us to share, did they not?”

Luna giggles as she begins to close the gap between her and her sister, “Yes… they did~.”

Finally, their mouths make contact, their eyes fluttering as they close. They waste no time in getting more intimate and begin the kiss with open mouths to allow their tongues access to one another. They moan at each other's taste, Luna curling her hooves as she tastes sweet morning dew while Celestia's wings twitch at the flavor of cold midnight rain. Their hands roam around each other's bodies, searching for every sensitive spot they possibly can.

Luna can't help but squeeze and knead that colossal derrière, feeling the flesh wrap around her fingers and imagining everything and anything she wants to do with it. Celestia on the other hand can't stop herself from assaulting Luna's prodigious bosom. She practically bathes in the feeling of the firm, squeezable orbs that are Luna's breasts, kneading them in her hands and feeling the strong flesh strain against her fingers and palms, yet somehow they consume her hands all the same.

As Celestia is about to finally lower her sister's shirt, and Luna on the verge of uncovering that holy ass… the sibling’s fun is brought to an abrupt halt as the door opens.

“Alright your highnesses, I hope your readaaaaaAAAAAAH HOLY FUCKING DRAGON NUTS!”

“By the Gods and Goddesses of Equestria and beyond! What in the deepest depths of Tartarus!”

“... Honestly I'm not even surprised.”

The two princesses let out frustrated grunts, separating after one last lick of each other's tongues, glaring over at the three interruptions that stumbled into their affections.

“You had all morning and now you decide to show up?” groans Celestia. Golden aura dragging her chair over as she dismounts her flustered sister.

“We do not appreciate thee blue-balling us, Sir Redlight!” Luna grumbles in her royal dialect.

“Were… were you two just-”

“Yes Redlight. We were.” Celestia answers with a sigh.

Vintage pipes in, “But… but you two are-”

“Don't care.” says Luna.

“You two have done this before, right?” asks Critical, nonchalantly eating a candy bar he bought on the way here.

“Oh Gods yes.” Celestia says. “For millennia.”

“But you’re sisters!” Red shouts.

Celestia takes a sip of her tea. “Your point?”

The three ponies standing before them are, for the second time in their presence, completely speechless. Red and Vin because they just witnessed an act of royal incest. Crit because after having a princess tell you that she wants to see if you can do a split on her dick (or nah), you tend not to get phased by too much else.

Celestia cocks an eyebrow. “Well then?”

“Um, yes! Yes the uh, um, plans! That we have!” says Redlight, scrambling to his seat while his two friends take theirs.

“We brainstormed all night about this, and we've decided that, for E.E.D., we should try and go for a snowball effect type of deal for the main series.”

“Snowball effect?” asks Luna.

Vin further chimes in. “Yes; as you two set off on an adventure of lust and high debauchery, you will get more and more people involved, each one becoming a Developer for the series.”

“And we already have a handful of erotic actors picked out.” continues Critical. “Swinger Fade, Lacy Corset, Whip Stinger; all of whom are into varying kinks.”

Luna and Celestia think for a moment, wondering what, if anything could make that idea better, and then it hits Luna. She goes over to her sister and starts whispering something into her ear, and Celestia’s eyes widen, as well as her smile.

“That is perfect Lulu.”

“Thank you, Tia.”

“What's perfect?” asks Critical.

“Well,” Luna explains, “we like the idea of this ‘snowball effect’ but… can we ditch the pornstars?”

Red and his friends become visibly confused, exchanging glances between one another.

“You just want it to be you two?” asks Red. “I mean, no offense but… won't that get old pretty quick?”

Luna smirks, “Oh I didn't say that. We just want to get ponies, not professionals.”

“You want amateurs?!” asks Critical.

Celestia interjects, “Of course! After all, what better way to get ponies attention than to get them involved?”

Red and his friends deliberate on whether or not this idea is okay or not, and after a minute of conversing, turn their attention back to the Princesses.

“Okay.” says Red. “We'll go with that. Got anybody in particular?”

Luna takes out her spellphone and starts a group texting session. “A few to start off with, yeah.”

“Well… alright then!” Critical says. “Here are the site’s three current selections. One Shots is essentially going to be the main series; 'Developers' having sex with each other with no general running theme. Just a random sexual encounter.”

“Does it have to be just two ponies?” Celestia asks.

“You can have an orgy if you want. The point is the scene doesn't have an overlaying theme to it.”

“Okay, okay.” says Celestia. “What about Segments?”

Crit smiles “That's the exact opposite; each video there will be it's own series, each video in that series having a theme and starring an actor or group of actors. And the best part; each
Developer can come up with their own segment.”

“Now that is a great idea.” Luna says, still texting with whoever.

“And finally, Live Cams! Now this might intersect with the other two, but essentially you're going to be on a live stream taking requests from every pony in the chat. We will also have a donation box open, and you can ask for a certain amount of bits to be donated for you to do something.”

“I've actually been in one of those chats before. Anonymously of course.” says Celestia.

“The only thing we're missing right now are Galleries, Forums, and a Primary Donation Area. Other than that, we're good.”

Luna closes her phone and places it back in her bag. “Alright, they're in.”

Red cocks an eyebrow “Who did you call?”

“Tia can tell you later if she wants to, but I'd like to leave it a mystery for now.” Luna smiles, whispering in her sister's ear. Celestia's eyes widen and her mouth opens up to a gape.

“You called them?!” Celestia asks Luna.

“Yep.”

“And they said yes?”

“You’re surprised?” Luna asks. “Honestly Tia, we've been intimate with all of them so many times. They're just as promiscuous as us now.”

“I know I just-” Tia stammers “I didn't think they'd be willing to... bare it all like that.”

“Well they are, and we're gonna have so much fun with them!”

“Oh,” Celestia grins “most definitely.”

“Alright then, onto the introduction and first scene, which we'll be shooting after this meeting. Do you all want to use the magic penises or-”

“They're not magic.” Luna cuts Red off. “We just banish them.”

Red stops dead in the middle of his sentence, staring at Luna. “... What?”

“Yeeeaaaah…. “ says Celestia. “Our bloodline was filled with kinky bastards, and a lot of them really enjoyed futa spells.”

“And as you probably know,” Luna continues, “if you cast a futanari spell and hold it enough times, the penis will set and become natural, prostate and all.”

“So let me get this straight... your ancestors gave your entire bloodline the best of both worlds?”

“Correct Critical!” says Luna, uncrossing her legs. “Would you like to see mine?”

“NO!” says Critical. “No, no! I'm uh… I'm fine, thanks.”

Luna faux pouts “Awww such a shame. You afraid I'll bite?" Se crosses them again, giving her wings a fluff. "Cause I will..."

As Critical shivers in his seat, Red addresses Celestia, “We have a room picked out already. Kinky decorations, ponniquins you can play around with, and a nice big comfy bed. First we'll do the intro to the site, then we'll go into our first upload.”

“Which will be…?”

Red chuckles, “Well originally we were going to call somebody for you and Luna to play around with, but since you two are so close…”

“You read my mind.” says Celestia.

“No penises this time.” says Luna, looking up from her phone.

“Awww, Luna! Really?” Celestia whines.

“I feel like a little mare-on-mare today Tia.” Luna says, shooting her sister a wink.

“Oh alright.” says Celestia. “But you owe me a hot dicking tomorrow!”

‘I just heard princess Celestia talking about how Luna owes her a hot dicking… what is life?” Red thinks to himself.

Celestia and Luna are sat together on a bed, looking into the lense of a levitating camera. Behind it, Redlight sits in a director’s chair, working with Vintage to keep the lighting right while Critical starts the livestream.

Critical looks up from his computer “We're live in three minutes!”

“Alright people,” says Redlight “this is what all this past week has been building up to! Let's give our first viewers a show!”

Vintage makes sure the lighting is all set, and gives a final piece of advice. “Remember, look at the camera, not at us. You're trying to arouse the viewer.”

“Thank you vintage, we'll do our best.” says a smiling Celestia.

Critical raises his hand into the air, “Five. Four. Three. Two. One!”

On the main page of the of the Erotic Endeavors Development website, the screen in the middle finally turned on. On said screen were the two princesses of Equestria, each dressed in form fitting dresses; skirts rounded by their plentiful backsides and tops struggling to contain overwhelming busts. All caped off with the looks they give the camera; confidet, calm, warm smiles.

“Hello, dear citizens.” says Celestia. “How are you all doing today? Quite well I would hope.”

“We've been doing well.” interjects Luna. “Although I must say, we've become quite… unsatisfied, with our royal duties.” Luna yawns and stretches, spreading out her impressive wings and pushing her full breasts out, the dress struggling to contain them.

“I concur, dear sister.” Celestia agrees. “The constant political conferences, trade agreements, and military meetings! Honestly, it's all started to become immensely repetitive.”

“So to cure our boredom,” Luna continues “we've decided to try something… new.”

Celestia levitates a glass of wine over and takes a sip “Let's just get straight to the point here; yes, me and my sister are delving into erotic filmmaking.”

“Porn, in laymare's terms.” Luna clarifies. “And Gods do we have such wonderful things planned for all of you.”

“Indeed we do, Luna. However, we would like to warn everyone who may not be into… experimentation as much as we are; this is gonna get really, really, REALLY weird.”

“Like me and my sister being natural Hermaphrodites weird.” Luna further explains.

Celestia giggles “Don't worry everyone, we can banish them away at will… If you want us to, that is.”

Celestia gets up, the camera following her as she starts feeling along the few ponniquins spread throughout the room, keeping her curvaceous form center frame.

“So, in short, if you want to see us… play around with a well endowed mare?” She massages the fake boobs of one ponniquin from behind, staring lustfully into the camera.

Luna follows suite, the camera flying over to the bed as she pulls a more masculine ponniquin to her.

“Or maybe show a stallion a little back door affection?” She plants the ponniquin’s face down onto the bed, mounts it, and gyrates her trim, rounded hips into its back side. Though few would have caught it at this point, being too entranced by such beautiful lewdness, Luna winks at someone off camera.

“Then you've come to the right place.” Celestia finishes. “Speaking of which, we have something very special for those that are watching this little intro video.”

“Indeed we do sister.” says Luna, pushing the the ponniquin off the bed and spreading herself out over it. “Indeed we do~.”

Celestia looks over to her sister sprawled out along the bed, camera panning out to watch both of them. Celestia licks her lips and saunters over, crawling onto the bed and over her sister while the camera zooms in on her ass, each massive cheek shifting as she climbs over her sister's body.

The camera zooms out slightly, moving upwards along the bodies of the two princesses, their beautiful sculpted legs and hooves delicately smoothing across one another. As it travels, it scans over the princesses’ other glorious features.

Their fertility goddess hips and superbly rounded behinds.Their curvy sides, with Celestia's smooth but just barely pudgy stomach compressing against the smooth, slightly toned midriff of Luna. Celestia's globe-sized breasts pressing against her sister's, the darker mounds just a fraction smaller.

Finally, the camera comes upon Celestia and Luna, faces close and horns touching. Next to them, their ethereal manes intertwine and fuse with one another, creating a streak of starlit rainbow.

“Hello Tia.”

“Hey, Lulu.”

As the two begin to close the distance between each other's lips, the chatroom right below the screen has broken out into hysteria.

‘Guys I'm a unicorn and I've cast the reveal spell at least a hundred times… THEY’RE NOT FUCKING ACTORS!!!!’

‘This is so fucked up… (faps madly)’

‘Well this'll be fun! … I mean it's gonna be gone in like a week when the Royal Guard kills the director and everybody working for him but still fun!’

‘This is the first time I've actually been glad it's not b8.’

‘And in that moment, the princesses finally confirmed something that only a small amount of people had accepted, the rest of the world blind to the truth… incest is indeed wincest! (slow clap).’

‘OH MY GAWD YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING THERE ARE KIDS LOOKING UP TO YOU HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?!!?! YOU TWO SHOULD STEP DOWN SMMFH!!!!!’
‘Re: The rustling is strong with ur jimmies.’

‘But dad! I don't want to join the Royal Guard! That was your dream! Not mi-(sees this video) ...dad I lied that's my dream sign me up dad SIGN ME UP!’

‘Hahaha I'm twelve what is this?’
‘Re: (last comment was jk pls don't ban.)’

‘OOOOOOH! They're doing PORN now! 10edgy20me!’

‘... They have REAL DICKS?!?!’
‘Re: little late to the party dude

Finally the two princesses kiss, moaning into to one another. Knowing there's a camera on them, they leave a small space in between their mouths so it can see their tongues as they message over one another. As the camera backs away, it's able to capture more of the princesses’ passionate movements; their hands smoothing over each other's forms and wings beginning to visibly flutter. Any experienced pegasus knew how to keep their wings folded during erection… and how good it felt to have someone caress your folded, twitching wings. So that's what Luna did, making her sister's eyelids flutter and her eyes themselves roll back into their sockets.

At least a minute passes as the princesses continue to toy with each other's bodies, lustfully groaning into each other's mouths. Finally, much to the dismay of all watching, the two demigodesses separate from each other, looking into the camera with devilishly lustful eyes.

“If you wish to see us continue.” says Luna.

“Then register to see our first debut video.” Celestia finishes. “No meaty shafts unfortunately, but plenty of eating and tribbing.”

It was off camera, but if anypony listened closely enough, would have caught a barely audible sigh.

And with a wink from each, the feed cuts off, and nearly everypony in that chatroom rushes the registration button.

“And... cut! That's it!”

The three ponies behind the princesses erupt with claps and cheers, celebrating a job well done.

“That was some damn fine camera work Vintage.” says Redlight.

“Thank you. I thought the shot from the side would be a nice touch.”

“Good choice. Critical! How's the feedback?”

“Hahahahaha oh my gods!” cackles Critical. “These comments are the funniest things I've seen all month.”

“Good or bad?” asks Vintage.

“Oh mostly good.” says Critical. “Although we do have a bit of backlash. Mainly directed towards the porn itself or specifically the incest."

“That's to be expected, I'm afraid.” says Vintage.

“We're bound to get some negative feedback. All we can do now is ride the wave."

"Speaking of which!” Red interrupts. “Would our stars like to-”

Red is silenced by the sight of the two princesses still embracing one another, kissing wildly. They sloppily lick around each other's mouths, sucking tongue after every other slurp. They each pull at the other's top, sliding it down so that each of their bountiful pairs finally touch, mashing together nipple first.

Celestia's seem to be like giant, somewhat perked teardrops in terms of shape, while Luna's are more perked and taut; like melon shaped gummy candies, although they did still sag every so slightly. Enough to where you knew they were natural; though, with breast growth spells making silicone nothing but a fetish, that really goes without saying.

“Um… your highnesses?” calls out Red.

Celestia groans in frustration “Ugh… will you stop calling us by our titles?”

“My sister has a point. No need for formalities now.” says Luna, taking her sister back into her impassioned embrace.

“Okay… Celestia? Luna? You guys want to just… um… jump into the first video?”

Without separating, both princesses shoot him a look that screams ‘What do you think?’

Red nods “Alright Critical. Start the recording.”

“Damn.” says Critical. “Straight to business with these two. Activating cameras!” two additional levitating cameras fly out of compartments kept inside of box behind Critical, said earth pony handing their control panels to the two unicorns to his left.

As the cameras fly around them to get the best possible angles on all the action, Celestia and Luna finally get started, almost as if they're alone.

Breaking off from the kiss, Celestia looks deeply into Luna's eyes. “May I go first, Lulu?”

“Yes… Please.”

Without hesitation, Celestia starts to gently kiss and suck at Luna's neck, nibbling along the sensitive flesh of her collarbone. As she kisses, her hands trace along her sister’s throbbing wings, sending not jolts, but ever so subtle pinpricks of pleasure directly into Luna's spine. Luna bites her lips, tail wrapping around her sister's uncontrollably.

Celestia kisses downward into her sister’s chest, burying her nose in the vast dark blue cleavage while taking in her scent and licking across the inner flesh of her pert bosoms. Tracing her tongue to the right, she starts to lick her way towards a midnight-dark nipple surrounded by sand dollar sized areola.

She looks up at Luna, taking in her needy expression with a smile and, while still maintaining eye contact, takes the erect nub into her mouth, twisting her tongue around it and suckling on it. She massages the other breast in her hand, pinching it's nipple in random intervals.

Hovering above them is a camera, catching all the action as it looks down on Luna while Celestia works her breast, now switching in between nipples and lavishing each with all the affection of a hungry newborn. Luna looks up at the camera with a lip biting smile and drawn out, lust filled grunt, her eyes half lidded. Meanwhile Celestia looks up at the camera and winks, sucking in both of Luna's nipples at once and pulling backwards, making the blue spheres conical in shape.

At the sudden suction made even more intense by the wriggling tongue dancing along each nipple, Luna's eyes roll back, and she lets out a throaty groan, “N-No… Tia! Not like this!”

Celestia releases her sister's teats with a wet pop, grinning at her overstimulated sibling. “So how do want to finish then, naughty mare?”

“Honestly,” says Luna, her breaths ragged, “tribbing the shit out of you, on top, your leg over my shoulder, and really. Fucking. Hard!” She ends her sentence with a growl that sends shivers down her big sister’s spine.

With a playful smile, she opens one of her eyes and looks down to Tia. “But not before we each get a taste of each other.”

Celestia doesn't say anything. She doesn't have to; she just giggles at her sister and smiles, moving down her sister's belly with a mixture of nips, licks, and kisses. On a particularly comical note, Celestia flicks her tongue against Luna's belly button, making Luna let out a moment of tickle-induced giggles.

Finally, the solar princess arrives at her sister's nether regions; but of course, ever the deviant, Celestia refuses to give her sister what she so desperately needs. Instead, she licks around the inner thighs, sucking and biting at the flesh and fur; leaving behind dark purple marks on the blue surface.

“Tia… please!” begs Luna.

“‘Please’ what?” Asks Celestia.

“I… Um… “

“Say it!” Celestia demands, squeezing at Luna's outer thigh. Luna, as she usually does when extremely aroused, begins using old Equestrian in some of her sentences. It was one of her... odder kinks, to say the least.

“We… require thine tongue… inside.”

Celestia grins, finally lowering her head and making Luna's face light up with joy. She traces the curves of Luna's vulva, then presses her tongue against the lips of her tender, soaking marehood. Luna reels back, moaning as there's finally something touching it; a nice subtle pressure on her nether regions. But to her dismay, Celestia merely flicks her her tongue across, brushing past her light-blue pearl.

Celestia looks up at Luna with a cocked brow and cheeky smirk. “Inside what?”

Finally, Luna snaps, envoking the Royal Canterlot Voice, “Oh for the love of… TONGUEFUCK OUR PUSSY YOU SWINE!”

“Now there's the Luna I kno-MNGH!” Celestia is cut off as a blue aura forces her head into Luna's crotch.

“Less talking, more licking and suckiiiiiIIIIINNNG!” Luna screams. Celestia obliges Luna after a chuckle or two, gently parting the soft lips with her tongue and probing inside the moist nethers of her sister. “Oh finally! Yes! Get deep inside me!”

Celestia knows what to do, wiggling and gyrating her tongue inside her sister, head bobbing up and down as she licks, slurps, and sucks at the insides of Luna. Luna's eyes roll back, and she can't stop her lips from quivering as she relishes the feeling of Celestia's powerful tongue pushing and sliding against her inner walls. She tops things off with her legs, as they seem to spread instinctively out to her sides until her hooftips are as pointed as they can possibly be.

Redlight moves his camera to the side of Celestia's face, directing verbally for the first time this entire shoot, whispering, “How do you eat pussy, Tia?”

Celestia looks to the camera for a second, chuckling for a moment before she returns to her ‘meal’. She opens her mouth every now and then to show the camera exactly what she's doing; the way she drags her tongue in and out of her tunnel; drags it across the inside of her lips; flicking and wiggling her tongue rapidly on the outside of them; closing her full lips around the entrance and sucking on Luna's honey pot with tongue fully inside; even moving down to rim her sister's tight ponut. She also makes sure to massage and cradling her sister's toned, jiggly bottom; she knows Luna loves to get her rump rubbed. Knowing there's a camera next to her, she periodically looks into it the camera with a face of absolute delight, getting almost as much pleasure from this as Luna. Almost.

While Vintage is still getting Luna's face, Critical decides it's time for Celestia to have more of the spotlight from his angle. Making sure to be far back enough so that he can still see Luna's spread legs and lewd expression, he moves behind Celestia, with a focus on her behind. While Luna helps her sister along with a hand on the back of her head, Luna looks over the camera and smiles.

“Hey Tia? Mind spreading your legs a bit?” asks Luna. “There's a camera behind you and We believe it seeks your posterior.” Celestia nods from between Luna's thighs, making the blue beauty shiver.

Celestia spreads her legs, remaining on her hands and knees while Luna's blue aura takes the edges of Celestia’s skirt, lifting it up to reveal two glorious, smooth cheeks with a sweet, pink pussy underneath, surrounded by a rounded, slightly fatty vulva. Which was to be expected honestly, since the rest of her body is pleasantly plump. Unexpectedly, however, Celestia begins to bounce up and down, making her cheeks rotate and clap together, hypnotizing any who could see the perfect display.

After a few minutes of the licking, slurping, and shaking, Luna taps Celestia on the head The older sibling looks up with strands of Luna's passion-induced secretions still hanging from her lips and chin.

“Damn, sis. You really got in there, didn't you?”

“What can I say?” Celestia says, somewhat dazed. “You're like candy.”

“Chocolate or fruit?”

“Hmmm,” Celestia takes one last lick of her sister’s sweetness “definitely more chocolate, but with a tang of blueberry at the end.”

“Oooooh, exotic!” says Luna. She moves back into ancient Equestrian as she massages her sister's back with her hooves. “Now that thou hast given thine tribute to our crescent moon… would thee allow us to praise thine sun?”

Celestia grins and climbs up to meet her sister in a sloppy kiss, giving her a taste of herself before separating “Mmmm yes! Let us commence this jolly cooperation!”

Without skipping a beat, Luna slides down the bed, lying flat on her back while Celestia climbs up and straddles her face. As Celestia begins gyrate and Luna starts eating, Luna spreads her legs and starts playing with her smooth crescent with her magic, sighing into her sister's muff. If there was one thing Luna absolutely loved about her sister’s lovely folds, it was the fact that while she kept trimmed, Tia would always let herself grow a decent bush. Making sure that whoever went down on it would get a good whiff of her pungent scent. The smell off it caused Luna's eyes to flutter and her breathing to deepen. She would surely have to grow out her own to repay her later.

Celestia grips her sister's horn and starts stroking, “Eat up little sister. I expect it to be extra sloppy with the treatment I gave you!”

Luna grabs her sister's hips and begins her assault immediately, rocketing her tongue into the sweetness of her sister’s folds. Celestia, in response, bounces up and down on Luna's face, her massive cheeks shaking and clapping as she does so. She only stops every now and then to slowly grind into Luna's mouth.

Critical’s camera remained behind Celestia, getting a great look at Luna's spread legs as she fiddles with herself telekinetically. But he inches past her slowly, bringing Celestia's massive ass more into the forefront. Each quake, jiggle, and clap is caught perfectly on video; each wink of her light pink ponut as it flashes the camera in between every clap. Critical can't help but bite his lip and feel the growing bulge in his pants. ‘That is some of the best ass shaking I've seen in years!” he thinks to himself. As he watches, though, he gets an idea! Angling the camera just right, he lowers himself down near Luna's breasts but still keeps Celestia's big bubble in focus. What results is a perfect duo of grade-A T&A in one shot, with the added bonus of glimpsing at Luna’s marehood-dining etiquette.

“That's it Luna….” moans Celestia. “Eat big sisters pussy like it's breakfast.”

Luna pulls out her snout for a moment, panting. “I… remember distinctly… you coming into my room and making it my breakfast when we started having relations, did you not?”

Celestia yanks Luna back into her hole by her horn. “That smart mouth of yours has other uses, you know~”

Celestia, in order to add more to the situation, uses her tail almost like a tentacle, wriggling it just inside her little sisters pussy while Luna herself still manipulates it with her magic. Making her moan into Celestia.

As Celestia tilts her head back, enjoying the face ride her sister's giving her, she notices two cameras; Vin’s floating in front of her, and Red’s above. She looks into Vin’s and crooks a finger, signaling him to come closer as she wraps her hands around the back of her head. As he does, he focuses full on her bouncing breasts. Each teat is like bountiful, perked water balloon the size of small beach ball, and wiggles as if it's half fluid. The perfect contrast to her sister's barely smaller, more perky bosoms. The other striking difference was areola size; if Luna's were sand dollars, these were small plates capped off by a large, light pink, almost strawberry taffy looking nipple. With each bounce the tits gyrate and ricochet of off one another, almost threaten to break the camera if Vintage drew to close.

Celestia lets him enjoy the show a bit more before addressing Red's camera with a smirk, “And you? I know just what to do for you!”

Without another word, she begins playing with her huge breasts. Tweaking and pinching at the nipples, groping them like nothing else matters. She brings them to her mouth one after the other, alternating in between them as she lick across each and shivers whenever she focuses on a nipple. As a cherry on top, from this angle Red can clearly see Luna going to town on her sister while she strokes her horn.

After a while, Luna decides to change things up a bit, winking at the camera and moving past her sister's soaked hole.

“Ooooh!” Tia groans. “Yes Luna!”

The other two try and react, but Critical stops them, “It's okay guys. I got it. Just film Celestia's reaction.” The other two do so, filming Celestia as she bucked up her breasts with one arm and fingers her now unoccupied pussy with the other.

Critical, on the other hand, captures princess Luna rimming Celestia hard. Her tongue flicks and wriggles against the ring, before dipping into the hole, giving the slightly loose orifice a good tonguing. Celestia keeps bouncing, helping get more of her sister's skilled oral probe into her back door. However, her cheeks don't bounce as wildly as before, with Luna's hands keeping them steady as she spreads them apart to fully gain access into Celestia's Hershey highway.

“Thine rectal passage is scrumptious, dear sister.”

“Shut up and eat that ass you little bitch !Prench it!” yells the slutty sun princess. Luna obliges, treating her sister's booty like it's the finest sherbert in all of Canterlot.

AsLuna digs into Celestia's rear a few dozen more times, she realizes that something is stirring within her. And by the twitching of Celestia's sphincter, she felt the same.

“L-Luna! I… I think it's time for the finale!” shouts Celestia.

Luna takes her tongue out of Celestia's ass at a deliberately slow pace, relishing in the shivers she feels through the two spread apart globes of flesh. “We cannot concur further, Our dear sister.”

Celestia falls to the side, landing with one leg in the air. Like clockwork, Luna mounts her sister, making sure both their vaginas are facing each other; on the verge of making contact.

She bends down once to sloppily kiss her sister for a final time before she finishes the both of them.

“I will not be gentle.”

“What made you think I wanted you to be?”

Luna smiles down at her, draping Tia’s raised leg over her right shoulder, and thrusts her marehood into Celestia's savagely. Both of them see stars as their marehood a finally connect, clitorises rubbing up against inner thighs and both pairs of lips clinging to each other for dear life. Both princesses facial expressions seem to melt as soon as contact was made, forming into eye fluttering, lip quivering, ear twitching messes. It obvious that this is what they've both been looking forward to.

Luna cannot control herself, letting out what can be called a laughing howl of pleasure and viciously thrusting her marehood against Celestia's, making the sun princess swear into the heavens and nearly bite her own lip bloody.

“Ah… Oh! Gods da… Luna!” cries Celestia.

“That's it big sister! Give in to me! Let me make you feel good!”

The entire scene is glorious; like a living painting comprised of bouncing tits, gyrating hips and infinite curves.

Knowing that climax can't be far off, the three camera stallions spring into action. Vintage slowly orbits his camera around the two, never taking the same path twice as he gives an excellent overview of the whole scenario. Red on the other hand, focuses on the princesses faces; their expressions and the noises they make. Highlighting for everyone who's going to watch. Lastly, Critical traces closely along their bodies, highlighting their breasts, pussies, asses, legs, etcetera: a moving close-up.

Luna roughly grabs one of her older sister's breasts, tugging and squeezing it as she brutally thrusts into her sister's sopping wetness while Celestia squeals and moans beneath her.

“Scream for me sister!” demands Luna, slapping the breast she was just holding. “Squeal like a whorse!” She repeatedly brings her open handed strikes down onto Celestia’s tender, vulnerable teat!

“Aaaaaaaaah! EEEEEEEEEEH!”

“Yes! For the love of the Gods YES!” cries Luna.

It's all building up now; their thrusts are inconsistent, bodies caked in sweat, and faces constantly switching from one impassioned expression to another.

“Cumming! C-c-cu-CUMMING!” screams Celestia.

“Cum with me! Cum! With! ME!!”

At the signaling of their climaxes, Critical focuses his camera on their interlocked flowers while Vintage and Redlight focus on their faces. Finally, after all of the build up, the anticipation… climax arrives.

Critical actually jumps slightly when his camera’s lense is drenched by a geyser of mare cum. The lense is repeatedly hit with streak after streak of squirt, the princesses still thrusting their marehoods together as they squirt in unison. Red gets out a back up camera to aid the already active one, aiming each one at a different princesses face. Celestia's eyes are closed, her mouth open in one long continuous moan. Meanwhile, Luna's eyes are rolling back while she smiles a crooked smile, lips quivering and tongue dangling helplessly out of the side of her mouth. Vintage gets everything else; the twitch of their bodies, wings springing out from their backs, hips jerking and gyrating uncontrollably. It was one of the best orgasms any of them had ever had the good fortune of filming.

With all the strength she can muster, Celestia pulls Luna down on top of her, taking her dangling tongue into her mouth and kissing her deeply. As they do, a camera floats in front of them, focusing on their faces. They separate from one another to look at the camera with lidded eyes.

“We… hope… you all enjoyed… our first video.” huffs Luna.

“See you around.” Sighs Celestia.

With that, the cameras cut off and fly back into their respective containers. The first vid is done.

“That was amazing you two!” says Redlight. “I mean I thought the oral sessions were good, but by the Gods that tribbing!”

“I concur! And the sounds you both made were exemplary!” says Vin.

Critical would have said something, but had to take an… emergency bathroom break.

“Thank you. All of you. But,” Luna is cut off mid sentence by a yawn “that whole ordeal took a lot out of us.”

“Quite.” says Celestia. “Do you all mind if we get some sleep? You can crash at our place if you want.”

Red gasps “You're offering us a stay in the Castle!”

Celestia shoots him a cheeky smile, “Red… you just filmed me and my sister having sex. I think we're past the point of formality.”

Red chuckles, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah, I guess so. Wanna hit a bar tomorrow though? I'll pay.”

Luna laughs lightly, “That would be nice.”

As the two get up and begin to redress, Celestia puts a hand on Red's shoulder and whispers to him, “You can share my bed if you'd like.”

Red freezes in place, Luna and Vin talking about what makes a good scene right next to him. Did Princess Celestia just…?

When they get to the Castle, Red experiences something he never thought he would: a feeling of nervousness that surpassed what he felt when the two princesses said yes. Vin and Luna had already gone to bed, tired out after the day's work. But he was awake. He was walking to the princess's chamber during the late evening.

Plus, if her tone from earlier was any indication, she didn't want to just cuddle...

‘Holy shit!’ he thinks ‘This can't actually be happening, can it? I mean I know we filmed her and everything, but this?’

Eventually he comes upon her door, finding it to already be open. She's expecting him.

As he enters the room, she stands at the edge of the bed. A bottle of wine in one hand, two glasses in the other. He audibly gulps at the sight of her; she is like a porcelain statue made of curves, bathed in the light of the moon.

"Good evening, Redlight."

Red doesn't say anything back. He can't. He can only watch as Celestia pours a glass of wine, gently hovering it over to him.

"I'm glad you decided to come this evening." She pours her own glass, taking small gentle sips. "I figured if we're going to be business partners, I figured we might as well get to know each other on a more informal level."

"... Y-Yeah!" Red stutters, breaking his trance. "That's actually not uh- not a bad idea. May I sit?"

"Of course!"

Red makes his way over. As he goes to take another sip of wine, he can't help but look over at Celestia. Or, look back at Celestia, given that her eyes are seemingly surveying his body.

"So uh, w-what do you want to talk about?" he says, trying his hardest to conceal his shaking.

"Well, I was thinking we'd talk about you! I mean, we did look up your information, but that was on more of a professional level. Tell me about you."

Red scoots back to lean against the headboard. "Well, I got into the biz at the age of 20. Was working at fueling station for some of the new magic powered vehicles making minimum wage. I had only done small, backyard film projects for most of my life. Then one day, my friend Rufus shows up with his fiance, asking me to shoot their sex tape for the honeymoon."

"Really? He just... asked you?" Tia asks, sipping her wine.

"Yeah. Said I was the only one he could trust not to post it to some shady mananet porn site. The day I filmed it was the day my cutie mark came in full."

"Oh! You had a Faded Mark?"

"Hehe, sure did!" Red says. He sighs, letting his head rest back against the board, looking up at the ceiling.

"My parents were so scared for me. Every year they'd check at least once to see if I had found that 'thing' yet. The spark to give me my full cutie mark."

Celestia places a hand on his shoulder. "I must have been hard for all of you."

"Yeah. Heh... you should've seen them when I told them how I finally brightened the damn thing. They we're... quite surprised."

Thousands of years playing politics had made Celestia adept at reading people. From the rigidness of dragon spines, to the state of a yak's mane. So right now, judging by how he trailed off, and the look on his face, she could tell he was holding something back.

"Redlight, if- if there's something you want to-"

"I don't want to talk about it."

She stopped, ad her hand slipped away. If dealing with Luna post return taught her anything of importance, it's that some ponies need time. "I... understand. My apologies for prying."

"No, no! It's not your fault it's just... I don't know. Don't even know why I brought it up. Sorry."

"Now we're both apologizing." Tia laughed.

"Heh. Yeah."

He was smiling again. That was a start. She wanted this to further the casual relationship with a business partner. Loosen him up so they could work together better. She had to make this work.

With a final swig of her wine, and a deep breath, Celestia decided it was time to skip the pleasantries.

"You know, this job teaches you a lot."

"Such as?" Red asks, going to take another sip of his wine.

"Well, you know... putting together a proper financially plan, keeping elected officials in check...." Celestia looks over to him. "How to read body language."

Red's glass rested against his lips for a moment, given momentary pause. The way she said that... did she-

"It teaches you to listen too. To hear things no one thinks you would... like a disappointed sigh."

Yeah. She knew.

Red took a sip- more of a gulp really- and looked over to her. She had that look on her face. The motherly seductress prowling to someone to care for for the night. A look that could plant kisses on your forehead just as quickly as it could deep throat you.

And she was staring at one Redlight Mind.

"I- um," Red started to talk "I uh... expected that you invited me for more than a talk, but-"

"But?" Celestia interrupts, the inflection in her voice an audible tease.

"Well... you're you!" says Red, gesturing at her body with his hand.

"Hehehe and?" she snickers. "With all that's happened do you actually think that matters?"

"Well I mean-"

She folded her arms, pushing her breasts up and together, faux pouting. "It's hardly fair that you've seen me naked and not the other way around."

Red gulps hard, unable to take his eyes off of hers. Bright and beautiful. Glowing in the dark as she stares at him. This was... really happening. This mare, this deity, paragon of virtue and care! Powerful enough to raise the sun. Gentle enough to cradle a child...

...and she wants to fuck him.

He jumps as feathers brush against his back, yelping like a schoolyard colt pecked on the cheek by his crush. His next words come out jittery and panicked, all the while, his pants tighten. "I... I'm not as big as-"

A finger presses to his lips, Celestia licking her own as those deep purple eyes practically scream out her intent.

"I was once with a stallion only 6 inches long... he made me cum six times."

Red was searching for something, anything to say, sweat matting his coat as his t-shirt was lifted up and over his head. Filming them was one thing, but this?! This would be the ultimate scandal! A tabloids delight! DEFAMATION OF ROYALTY SERVED ON A SILVER PLATTER! IT... it... oh...

They were both naked now... Celestia's erection towering over his. It would be a third leg on anypony else... and her tits are on his chest... and her tongue is in his throat.

He kisses her back of course. Makes her moan a couple times as their tongues wrestle. He was many things, but a lazy sexual partner was not one of them.

They separate, and she looks into his eyes, her own almost glowing in the dim bedroom as she smiles warmly down at him.

"One thing... call me 'Mommy' or 'Mamma', okay?"

Red gulps "...okay."

"That's a good boy, Red. Relax and let me in... mmm just like that."

Redlight can only make the usual sounds. Gags and gurgles the come from a filled throat, straining around the massive slab of mare meat. His tongue explores the underside of her shaft as more and more cock makes its way into him, tracing veins and tickling her canal.

Celestia looms over him as he pleasures her, sighing and gasping as Red starts to take her godly shaft deeper. The hand on the back his head helps him down as Celestia pushes him onto her ever so softly, ruffling mane and scratching ears. When she starts to feel resistance, light thrusts push more of herself in, making Red gag and gulp on her member as more of it feeds into him. ‘Relax.’ he thinks. ‘Focus on taking it, relax your throat!”

“Almost there, Red.” Celestia whispers, her voice like that of a mother giving her child potty training. “Almost.”

Red can feel his entire throat filling to the brim with turgid flesh as happy tears fall down his cheek. His head bobs against her thrusts, forcing more and more inside with each slurp and gag. Finally, he feels her sheath touch his lips and those gigantic balls hit his chin, his tongue dipping into the leathery ring to tease the sensitive flesh hiding behind the rest of her cock

“Oh fuck.” gasps Celestia. “That's it. All they way inside. Look up at me.”

Red looks up to see Celestia beautiful face staring back down at him; her gaze is comforting, reassuring even... but it's also a warning. Red understands, and readies himself, and no sooner than that does Princess Celestia start to thrust. She's gentle at first, pulling out more of herself on each slide out, then shoving herself back in. Faster and faster she goes, and harder to, snorting and grunting now as the soft pitter-patter of balls again chin become meaty slaps. Before he even realizes it, his throat has become her cocksleave, feeling half of the monster leave and reenter, again and again, faster and faster.

“Let's see if you can really take it!” Celestia growls.

Her hands slide into Red's mane to grip his hair. Her throbbing cock slides out, Red whining as she stops him from chasing it, leaving only the tip for him to suckle at like a pacifier. His hands played with her balls, squeezing, kneading, all to keep the trickle of pre flowing into his mouth.

"You've been a good boy, Red... but you're a big boy. right?"

Red nods, making Celestia giggle.

"Then show how a big boy like you takes cock..."

Red's eyes widened, then rolled. A second ago his throat was empty. Now? Now the air he was breathing had been replace by throbbing, delicious flesh. She slid out again, letting him breath, and suckle for more of that pre, then slammed again. It got faster, yeah, but never too fast. Sometimes she stayed in long enough to let his tongue swirl around her base and dip into the sheath. Other's, she'd slide out slow so he could use his tongue on the whole shaft, then stay out for a while, moaning and praising him as he sucked and licked and nibbled at her head.

She was testing his limits... yet making sure he loved it, all the same. Railing his mouth again and again to see how well her 'big boy' could do against her royal spear.

“Alright Red. That's enough.” she taps his cheek, sliding him off of her member with a wet ‘shhlick’.

“Get on the bed… ass up.”

"Y-Yes mamma..." whimpers Red, splaying himself out across the bed with his face into the sheets and his rump raised in offering to his Matriarch. He felt the tall, Amarezonian princess trot over and kneel down, shivering when a powerful tongue wets his anal ring in long, drawn out slithers. She circles it thrice clockwise, then thrice the opposite, spits on it twice, then pushes inside to taste his sacred passage, hand finger tip massaging his flanks. Now Red wasn't the most well built stallion, so his rear was not a colossal, toned hunk or jiggling jello roundness like most of the more successful male actors in the industry. But, his daily squats did give him a decent bubble and just enough jiggle for it to be a pleasurable feast for 'Mommy'.

After her tongue leaves him drippy and slick, Celestia's tongue leaves him, and her massive frame crawls up above him. He trembles when her knuckles press into the bed on ether side of his shaking body. He freezes up as something huge rests across his back, stopping just below and dripping in between hi shoulder blades. 'Thank you, pony elasticity.' Red thinks.

“Are you ready?” she asks him, sliding down to nibble at his ear.

“Yes… a-ah!”

There's pressure on his entrance for a moment, the blunt head pressing against him, demanding entry. He gives the monster what it wants, relaxing his hole and feeling the first few inches pop inside. After that…

His hand grip and slap at the sheets. “Oh… oh my Gods!”

Red feels it; slowly, inch by inch, she fills him... spreads him wide... thrusting ever so slowly, pulling out only a little and then thrusting more back inside. By the Gods did she get thicker?!

“Mmm that's it Red. Just relax and let Mommy get nice and comfy in your snug little cockhole.”

Celestia gasps, holding what Red has taken inside for a moment as his hole twitches around her.

"Ooooh fuck!" she groans. “Do you like it when I call it that? ‘Cockhole’?” she asks him.

“Y-Yes mommy!”

Celestia laughs. “'Yes Mommy' what?"

"I-I like it when you call my ass that!"

"Call your ass what?" she continues to tease, building momentum.

"... cockhole..."

He yelps as her hand crashes into his ass. "Good boys speak up so mamma can hear them!"

"Cockhole!"

She hilts him, falling over onto him, letting her breasts expand just a bit so he can feel her underboob on his head. "I! Said! LOUDER!"

From underneath her... Red screams.

"MY ASS IS A COCKHOLE! A COCKHOLE FOR MOMMY'S GREAT WHITE COCK AND HER BIG, JUICY LOADS!"

Celestia doesn't get up off of him... but her hips become a blur.

There, in the darkness, Celestia throws her head back, eyes shut tight as she pounds into the bed. The only evidence of a stallion underneath her being the flailing legs in between hers and the faint masculine squeals coming from her body.

Red is in a sweaty, muggy heaven. Trapped under this busty titan of a mare with breasts squeezing around the top of his head. His insides burn an ache fantastically with each pulverizing thrust into him, accompanied by the loud smacks of her swollen nuts against the sheets and his legs.

Her voice devolves into a series of grunts and growls as she claims Red thoroughly, cock throbbing hard, then harder. Those throbs become spasms, and the warmth of pre wetly flowing into his depths with each wicked spasm. Soon enough, his hole becomes the source of countless wet squelches and slaps.

Then, for a final time, she hilts him. As Red lets out some strange groaning squeal, he hears above him, above the the massive white curves and soft flesh covering his body... a sighing groan.

"Such a good boy...."

Warmth... warmth underneath him, spreading across his belly, and warmth inside as that belly grows. His own cock pulses and spews against him, each pulse from the cock inside him earning a gush from his own.

"So full..." Celestia purrs, reaching down and back to rub his growing, aching belly. "Let Momma help you."

The pull of magic grips opposite sides of Red's devastated hole. As they pull him wider, cum burst from around the mammoth cock, forming a puddle beneath the two as they ride out their orgasms.

Minutes pass... many minutes. The air Red breathes is potent now, filled with sex and matted, cum stained fur. Finally, after one last relieved sigh and a light gush, Celestia goes soft, slipping out of his depths. They go to kissing immediately, wrestling tongue and peppering cheeks and necks as the lie in their own mixing seed.

“Do you want me to pull out before we rest… or leave that mess till the morning?”

“Morning… “ Red says breathlessly, nuzzling into a matted tit.

“Very well.” Celestia giggles. “Thank you for playing along by the way.”

"No problem." says Red. "You're not the first mommy I've had... the the full package you got definitely puts you up their with the best.

"I'm flattered... mmmmraaaahhh... Gods I'm beat."

“Yeah me too... who'd Luna call?"

Celestia looks over rubbing one eye. “Oh! uh… you wanna see them??”

Red's ears perk up. "Oh yeah! She sent you a pic, right?"

After Tia's phone floats over, she flips through its pictures until she lands on one in particular.

Red had expectations, high one's at that... the six, multicolored mares in the photo greatly exceeded them.

And he distinctly recognizes the purple one by her wings, horn, and crown.

“Well I'll be damned… “

Author's Note

Remember to comment please.

Edit: Re-written. Getting back on track.

Good Morning...Wood. (...I'm not sorry.) (Revised)

Author's Note

Wanted to put this at the top.

First of all, long ass chapter is long. Sorry about that. From now on I'm limiting chapter lengths, even if that means a scene gets split up.

Next, credit time. Seraphem; helped with small mistakes and grammar issues. Lord Sergal; ideas and fetishes featured. And finally, Troublesome Beast, who actually helped with a lot of the descriptive dialogue.

Lastly, comment. I love feedback, so please, if you would.

Happy reading! :pinkiehappy:

Twilight's First.

(Womb Penetration. Excessive Vaginal Stretching. Reverse Horn Fucking. Slight Futa on Male. Gangbang. Very Rough Analingus. Spit Swapping. Anal Cum Shower. Horn Pazuri. Deepthroat. Anal Prolapse. Anal Snowballing.)

The shower had been only semi eventful, with what vanilla sex occurring from time to time. Red was still getting used to the sudden relationship between himself and Celestia, but fuck if he was going to question it. What citizen of Equestria, what living being, would be so foolish as to refuse the advances of a horny, omnigendered demigoddess? It's not like he was constantly getting reamed either. In fact, before the shower was over, he had Celestia's legs over his shoulders and his slick, wet stallionhood in her greedy snatch. Talk about a deep cleaning.

After dressing, everyone decided they should have an actual breakfast… as opposed to copious amounts of semen, marecum, and… was that breastmilk? Silver Charge, unfortunately, had to return to her guard duties, but was sure to leave her phone number with Red. After a long farewell to Silver, Celestia and Luna took their three new business partners down to The Canterlot Café for some good old Haycon and Egg sandwiches.

While eating, Crit’s curiosity gets the better of him.

“Hey Celestia?” he asks, trying to play it cool. “When did you and Twilight start, you know… fucking?”

Celestia whistles, taken aback by the question. Leaning back, she looks off into a distant, tighter past. “Gods… it was so long ago. She was still attending my school for gifted Unicorns, in fact!”

“Damn. Barely legal?” he asks, giving the princess a knowing wink.

“Fairly, actually. She was in the last of her college years when I noticed that she had never really tried to lay with anyone, which was weird since I already knew how kinky she was.”

“How?” Vintage cuts in, a little bit of shock still left.

“Hehe.” she chuckles. “My home’s walls are very thin, Vintage. It wasn't hard to figure out when she started… exploring herself.”

“Do you have any friends that don't have massive sex drives?” asks Critical.

Luna sips from her orange juice, chuckling. “Very few.” Her eyes sparkle and she adds, “And they don’t usually stay that way for long.”

As the group shares a small laugh, Celestia notices that Red seems to be far more withdrawn from the conversation than usual. Instead, his wary gaze is wandering around around the room, looking from table to table. Almost as if he's evaluating them - as potential threats. Of course when she looks up herself, it's obvious why he looks so troubled.

Around them, tables drown in murmurs and whispers. Some are smiling at the two alicorn sisters, eyes roaming over their bodies hungrily. Others glance over at them, gossiping amongst themselves while they ate, leaving Celestia unsure of the nature of their conversation. But most off putting are the scattered groups of ponies clutching their children close to them, glaring at the princesses and their new friends as though they are Tartarus escapees.

‘To be expected.’ thinks Celestia. ‘We knew most ponies would be… surprised, and perhaps unsettled. But Red… this is probably the most attention he's ever gotten for one of his projects.’

Acknowledging Red's current uneasiness, Celestia finishes her plate and stands. “Well then, I suppose we should take our leave! We need to hurry if we're going to catch Twilight when she's not busy.”

“Awww, I wanted desert!” says Luna. “I've been craving a nice squishy Moon Pie!”

Before Celestia can respond, the tables around her erupt in a mixture of giggles and shocked gasps.

“Um… It's a common pastry. In fact,” she points to a mother and her foals “isn't your child eating one right now?”

The mother in question stands up from her and her family's table. “Excuse me?!”

“Honey, please…“ begs her husband, but the glare she gives him ends the argument prematurely.

Luna, oblivious due to hunger, finally realizes what had been said. “Oh… OH… oh Goddesses I'm so sorry!”

The mother looks to her children, and then stares daggers into both Luna and Celestia. “No… no you damn well aren't!”

As the mother storms out, apologizing husband and confused foals in tow, the group, along with the rest of the diner, remains silent for a moment. Even those ponies who had laughed at Luna's poor choice of words had awkwardly withdrawn into themselves, while those that agreed with the mother, the few there were, glared at the princesses.

“Let's just go.” sighs Critical. “Before we cause a bar fight in a diner.”

As the three walk away, a single balled up napkin is caught by Celestia. The stallion that threw it stand tall, proud of himself. All hushed conversation focusing on whether he was bold or stupid. Celestia turns to him, a look not of anger, but of disappointment, while Luna glares intensely at the stallion, thinking of ways she could humiliate him.

“Is that how I taught any of you?” says Celestia, looking at the stallion but addressing all. “To treat others you don't understand or agree with with hatred and disdain?”

The stallion still stands, glaring back at both princesses. “You didn't teach us to be whores either!”

A collective gasp is heard throughout the diner. Celestia's arm stops Luna, obviously angry as a frighteningly cold aura emanates from her form.

“No, let her go!” jeers the stallion. “Let her strike me! Beat me! Show Equestria what you both really are!”

Before the stallion can taunt any further, most of the diners populace stand up, surrounding him.

“You need to leave.” says one of the waitresses, her voice somewhat calm, but a vicious look in her eyes.

“So you're okay with this?!” he says to the other patrons. “You're okay with these sluts-”

“Please leave sir!” a waitresse says argain, more base in her voice.

The stallion huffs, but clearly outnumbered, he takes his leave. Before exiting, however, he looks up at Luna, a cheeky grin spread across his face.

“Have a nice day, Nightmare Mo-”

A hand firmly clasps his shoulder, and he turns to see Celestia looking down on him, draining his confidence with a look of sheer anger.

Another hand grabs Celestia who turns to see a waitresse next to her.

“Princess, please… he's not worth it.”

Celestia closes her eyes, and breaths, releasing the stallion and letting him sprint out of the front door.

“Thank you, miss.” says Celestia. Before she and her friends take their leave, a piece of paper pools into the waitresses hand. When the waitress looks down at it, she blushes… it's Princess Celestia's phone number.

Exhausted would be the word any of the five ponies currently exiting the bar would use to describe their current mood. Not just because the diner was stressful itself, but because it was probably a good indication of the current state of Equestria post ERO. Redlight, believe it or not, was the most stressed, his mind panicked as political implications hit him at full force.

‘Great!’ he thinks to himself. ‘First I have to film demigods fuck, and now I have to play politics… fucking peachy.’

Redlight and his friends opt to take a long drive in one of Tia's royal autocarriages instead of the train. Once on their way, Critical plugs in his Manasound via aux cord, flipping through his selection and finding one of the more mellow songs that still had a vibrant-ish beat.

“So,” asks Red. “what was the first time with Twilight like?”

Celestia sighs, pleasant memories taking her mind off of more recent issues. “Well, I broached the subject over a lunch date...”

It was nice out, as I recall. There’s an art to a clear day that still has just enough clouds that it isn’t blinding, and the local weather team hit it just right. Twilight and I had gotten to talking about her recent breakthrough with teleportation.

“I still can't believe you mastered it so easily.” I told her.

“It wasn't that hard.” she told me, beaming up enthusiastically. I never get tired of that earnest, full-throttle eagerness of hers. “You just have to spot-calculate the space-folding around your current mass and focus, with destination coordinates and inertia already preselected!”

I laughed softly at her. “So… pop open a portal with a place already in mind?”

She blushed, tapping a hoof nervously. “Yeah. That.”

She finished her cup, looking up at me with those beautiful purple eyes. I knew I wanted to build the moment up into something long-term, but to be honest, it took everything in me not to just pounce on her right that moment. The formal attire she would always wears to our little get togethers always seemed to be absolutely made to tease.

A professional looking dress shirt that cupped her precious bosom and gave her already gorgeous breasts just the right amount of cleavage. Those mini skirts she went for-- they would show off her legs and just sweetly, slightly rounded thighs, but never flip up over her backside and give me a peek at that delectable rump. Now, of course, she deliberately puts on a show.

I went for a more old fashioned look then, but just as regal. Laced hoofguards running up my calfs, stopping just below the knee. A white, linen dress that fell to just below my knees while I was standing. A rather thin dress shirt of the same material, cut just a bit too low to be called ‘modest’ without being too blatant, sweeping up to one shoulder and down the arm to form a single sleeve.

I really liked that outfit, it looked kind of like one of the old fashioned togas I used to love. I also had a glove on the opposite hand, a long silk opera glove that only covered my middle and pointer fingers. Oh, and a corset for effect. Just a lacy little thing over top of my shirt, giving my girls a bit of extra lift. It was a tad uncomfortable, but I so love watching some eager young thing struggling at getting it off in their excitement. Making them work a little bit harder for their reward.

She wasn’t yet as rounded and curvy as she became as an alicorn, but boy did she pull of the busty, well fed librarian look. I had to fake a cough just so I could wipe the slightest bit of drool away from my mouth.

“It's still impressive, Twilight.” I said to her, chuckling. She means it, you know, the aw-shucks, anyone-could-do-it routine; one of the challenges in getting her to be a teacher has been how hard it is for her to gauge difficulty for others. So hot, and she’s not even trying. “Most teleportation users usually have an accident or two before they can chain teleport.”

“Well I did have that uncontrollable chain teleport event. Remember how confused the Draconian Empire was when a random unicorn showed up to a Royal Summit?”

“Didn't the Dragon Lord let you help decide the events for an upcoming festival?”

“Yes!” she laughed, blushing into her giggles. “I believe that was to make up for almost eating me.”

I stopped mid sip. “Eating you?”

Twilight paused for a moment. “Oh… um… kinda wasn't supposed to tell you.”

“Well,” I said. “guess I'll be importing sun roasted dragon meat to the griffins then.”

“Princess!”

It was fun to tease her, in more ways than one. “I jest Twilight. Don't worry.”

For anypony curious, the Dragon Lord let me go cave exploring to make up for his mistake.

And by cave exploring, I mean I literally crawled into his ass and made him cum his brains out. We might want to give him a call one of these days; he’s retired now, but dragons don’t get old: they get big.

We shared another good chuckle, and I realized the critical time was nearing. I already knew how hard this was going to be; Twilight had chosen to strictly closet the more… fetishized parts of her personality. Part of it to please her ideal of me, I suspect; another reason to push this project forward, and damn the prudes. She wasn’t my first down this road, though; I knew how to start comfortably down this line of conversation.

With a gentle sigh, I began the pitch. “Twilight, I actually came here to talk with you about something important… I'm worried about you.”

Twilight stopped mid sip and looked up at my face, startled, that worrisome hint of self-flagellation - the unfun kind - popping up. “Worried? Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no,” I reassured her, holding up a gentle hand. “You've been performing exceptionally well. In fact, it's something you haven't done that has me worrying about you.”

She looked worried then, and I heard her breathing get heavy. Don’t get me wrong; it’s hot, but “panicked magical prodigy” results in catastrophic results. “Haven't? I don't understand. Have I not been doing my assignments correctly? Did I-”

“Do you know how thin the walls are in this building's bed chambers?” I asked her. Time for an intervention.

“What?”

I smiled at her, knowing that it was time for the first big reveal. “For security purposes, the buildings I and other royal delegates frequently occupy are made so that sound travels easily out of the bed chambers, so that if anything may happen to me or the guests, the guards are quick to respond.”

Twilight always did like to have the more technical aspects of things explained to her. Through that knowledge, she once explained to me, she is able to appreciate that which she's learned about even more. So it warmed my heart to see her smiling with that same inquisitive look on her face while she sipped her tea… and it made me giggle when I finished my point.

“That includes the sounds you make during your late night privacy sessions, Twilight.”

Twilight had always kept a very calm, polite demeanor around me, that or a puppyish bounciness. When I think back, there's only two or three times she's ever lost her cool in front of me for the worse. This was one of those times.

Twilight just froze, staring at me with these wide, panicked eyes. While doing this, she failed to notice the tea dripping out of her mouth, and nearly choked when some of it started burning her leg. Not the first cutie to forget their pipes on my watch, I can assure you. I was ready; I slapped her back a few times telekinetically. When her coughing subsided, I remember her just immediately addressing me, all panic and stutters.

“You… you heard that?”

Like weather design, teasing and seduction are also artforms. To rile someone up, leave them squirming in their seat. Make the very air around them hot and muggy with sheer sexual tension alone. But the most important part, above all others, is the finish. The result of all that sexual tension. Baking the cake… and then taking the first bite.

I flashed her a sizzle grin, a cross between a hunting cougar and a naughty teacher, topping it with a purr. “I've been hearing that. Every single night you reach down in between your thighs, to be exact. First time I was walking the castle halls at night. Bit of insomnia believe it or not. I heard you in your room and couldn't believe it. I visited your door a few more time before having some guards stand watch with radio transmitters.”

Twilight didn't know it, but she was absolutely adorable in that moment. The way she avoided looking at me, shuffled her cute, curvy legs around. I swear she was blushing down as far across her cleavage as I could see! She was trying to think of something to say. Anythingthat could explain away all those noisy, sweaty nights.

I was proud of her, too. It may have taken me getting salacious, but she stiffened her spine right then and there. “Look I… um… I don't mean to dictate to you in your own castle.” she told me. “But… as of late, I've been… um... ‘discovering myself’, yes that's the phrase, as of lately, and there's certain… well, urges, that I need to learn to control so that they don't impede my progress in your humble institution.” She gave me this hesitant, but fierce look. “As per Foal Development: A Primer, I may need time and space to explore… boundaries. And privacy. Very… definitely… privacy.”

It was always fun to tease her for a bit; to watch her try to explain her way out of certain things. Funniest thing is that almost every time, she only thinks she's done something wrong. Like turning in an assignment late or forgetting to bring crumpets to our talks over tea. She always gets this little blush and twitch of the eye every time she realizes when she's forgot something. It's absolutely adorable!

Don’t even get me started on the squirm. No, seriously, don’t, or the windows are going to get coated.

“Twilight, it's completely understandable that you have needs, and I am in no way here today to ask you to curb those needs on my behalf. Or on the behalf of any other authority figure in this school. Although I would suggest you use some of that raw talent in your horn to soundproof your room, should the need arise.”

Twilight gave this huge sigh of relief, almost like a deflating balloon. Poor thing. Though it did add quite the jiggle in front. “Thank the Goddesses! I thought you were gonna take points off of my overall grade or-”

“The part that concerns me has to do with all of the fantasies I've overheard… focusing on me.”

I won't lie, I was being a little mean. It's just so fun to tease your prey before you snatch it up in your grasp. I couldn't resist seeing her squirm… but sometimes I do go too far.

“I mean, I understand I'm attractive Twilight,” I told her. “but some of these are just… so extreme.”

I didn't notice at the moment, but every single thing I said seemed to sting her like the sickest crack of a whip. That much, I regretted down the road. It’s the little things, and yet another reason to put a nail in coffin for the pruditude of some of our little ponies.

“Horn sucking; unraveling my horn and using yours to penetrate its mana source; tribadism; cunnulingus; analingus; and finally, the use of… exotic spells in order to grow temporary stallion genitalia.”

Twilight’s head hung down, face turned towards her lap. I had assumed it was to hide her blush.

Notice how I say assumed. There are times and places to turn you and me into an ass. This wasn’t one of them.

“To be completely honest, Twilight, I'm rather surprised-”

A noise was all it took to stop me in my tracks. A familiar noise that I had come to hate in all my years of teaching and befriending Twilight.

She was crying.

“Twilight?”

She looked up at me, and my heart shattered. Her eyes were red and wet, streams of tears tracing down her cheeks. Her lips were quivering uncontrollably as a small bit of snot dribbled down her nose. She wasn't just crying… she was quietly sobbing.

This, by the way, is one of my concerns here. I’m my little ponies’ hearts. I’d like to get them out of their various closets, but I don’t want the proletariat helplessly sobbing, y’know?

The game was over. There was no more teasing, no more flirting. There was only a crying mare, a mare I treasured in my heart and head as much as anywhere else, sitting across from me… and I didn't even know why she was crying. All I knew was that she was upset, and I had caused it.

So, I did what I do best; I rushed over to her, wrapped my arms and wings around her, and tried to comfort her.

“Twilight?!” I yelled. “What's wrong?”

She just kept crying, sobbing into my shoulder. “I'm… I’m so SORRY!”

I was taken aback. “Sorry? Whatever for?” I asked her.

“I know… I know I'm not supposed to think that about you like that.” she sobbed. “But I can't… can't help it!”

I stopped talking at this point. No sense in asking questions if you're already getting answers, right?

“It's just… I've been around you for so many years… watched you as I grew and, well… I had to hit puberty sometime.”

“When did they start?” I asked her. “These… thoughts?”

She wasn't sobbing now, but she still couldn't stop herself from sniffling. “You… you remember that.. birthday bath you gave me on my sixteenth birthday?” From the heavy swallowing, I could tell she was choking down the ragged edges still, so I let my hands roam - mentioning the bath brought it to mind - over her back. It’s biggest on pegasi, but if you want to see a pony melt, right between the shoulders. Works every time.

I smiled at her and nodded. She had been so stressed that day, having been studying for numerous finals. So I thought giving her a royal spa treatment would be the perfect present. I laughed a little too; truth is I would have offered to take her on that day if she had been of age.

“But… but it didn't stop there.” she continued. “I started having other thoughts, about stallions… and mares. About… about using them… and them using me.”

I sighed, beginning to understand. I never did like how my academy’s authority figures handled ‘etiquette.’ It’s part of the whole reason I agreed to do this whole E.R.O. thing in the first place. Almost every single instructor seems to be part of a past generation; a bunch of prudes trying to convince people that sexualization of any kind is filthy and wrong and most exotic fetishes are sick and twisted. It had already annoyed me to no end back then. I have no idea how they got so heavily dug in, like the worst kind of mold.

But now they'd gotten to Twilight… My Twilight.

“Oh, my faithful student.” I half-sung to her, rocking her slowly in my arms. There are uses to being bigger than anyone else and in that moment, I’d have mortgaged my soul, let alone the country, to help calm my apprentice..

“And then I started watching things. Things with monsters ravaging ponies. With husbands talking to their wives while… while fucking another mare, and sometimes the wife would watch and… touch herself.”

“Twilight!” I called to her again. I was starting to get the impression it was a really good thing I’d chosen to make this a private lunch date.

“I mean, there's not a single part of my sexuality that isn't bone-deep wrong! I'm just… just… just a whore waiting to happen! An unfaithful, worthless pervert!”

That was the last straw. I could take Twilight struggling with her sexuality, but I absolutely will not stand for an apprentice of mine calling themselves a worthless whore because some of the snootier nobles had sharp, pointy sticks in their asses. So, I invoked the Royal Canterlot Voice.

“TWILIGHT SPARKLE!”

… Oh fuck! Red that was right in your ear I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

Shit. Is the ringing in your ears stopping? Good. Thought I made you deaf for a second.

Anyway, that got her attention. She looked at me like I was a manticore with blood on it's fangs. I cleared my throat, and got back on track with my plan. Straightened the old dress, bounced some of my cleavage to shock her a bit, and then gave her a half-stern, half-loving mommy look. Yeah, I’ve got an idea for a dominatrix video along those lines… You’ll look cute in a diaper, Red.

“Firstly,” I said, pressing one long finger to her quivering muzzle. “I don't ever, ever want to hear you bad mouth yourself like that again, you understand?”

“But… but… “

“But nothing!” I hollered. “You are an amazing pony! With more talent in a single strand of your mane than a single one of the aristocratic snobs that made you think like that has in their entire body! If I ever hear you talk about yourself like that again, I will assign you a hundred thousand word essay telling me why you're a good pony. Okay?”

She was giggling now, although still sniffling from time to time. “Y-Yeah. Okay.” I stroked my fingers through her mane a few times. Just a little gentle grooming.

“Secondly,” I continued. “do you know what I was going to say?”

Twilight looked up at me, this look of curiosity in her eyes.

“I was going to say that I'm surprised you haven't written any of your delicious fantasies down and sold them!”

Now we were back on track. Twilight gave me this look of complete and utter stunned confusion on her face. It was priceless!

I gave her a saucy wink. “If you do, speaking of, I want an autograph, faithful student! I mean, not only do you have variety, with all of your fetishes and settings. But what you describe in your throes of passion; either what's being done to you or what you're doing to somepony else. It's… to be quite honest, Twilight, your descriptions are so arousing that I usually end up joining you.”

Twilight stopped me dead in my tracks. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Join me? As in… you know…”

“Play with myself?” I finished for her. I gently kissed her forehead. “Yes Twilight. I have needs too.”

Twilight wasn't crying anymore, but she sure was shaking. Much like she had been at the beginning of our little conversation.

“But… but… no!”

“No?”

“No!”

“Why not?”

She was flustered; fidgeting about like a fruit bat caught in a trap. “Because… well… you're you!”

“I'm ‘me’?”

“Yeah! You!”

I looked at her sideways. I knew what she was getting at, but I was having too much fun. “And that means…?”

“You're a Demigoddess!” she hollered. “You can't just do that! You're a symbol of all that's good and holy about the world!”

I have only laughed so hard a few times in my very long life and that was one of the best.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” I cackled. “So let me get this straight; you think, in the thousands of years I've been alive, that I've never even explored myself?! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“That's not what I meant!” she said. “I mean, of course you may have had a few suitors, but nothing on the level of my fantasies!”

“You mean like… Oh, Goddesses, that exquisite one the one with my hair becoming tentacles and fucking you stupid?”

Twilight’s face was practically sunburnt it was so red.

“Yeah. If you ever figure out a way to make it work, faithful student, let me know, because… Heh. Sprayed a big, fat load all over the wall listening to that one.”

She dropped her teacup, something she usually apologizes profusely for if she does it around me, and didn’t even flinch. She just stared at me with this blank expression, with a twitch in her eye, and then just screamed. “You're a squirter?”

Laughed so hard I thought my stomach would explode.

“What? No… well yes, actually, if you get me good on my G-spot. But that's not the type of load I was talking about.”

Twilight is only confused for about five seconds before she puts two and two together. “No… no, you cast a-”

“Didn't cast. Summoned.”

“... You… you're a NATURAL?!”

“Yep. Got it from my ancestors. Parents did too.”

Twilight's ears perked up. “Wait… they both inherited it?”

“Yes. They did. Very distant cousins Twilight. Too distant for birth defects.”

At this point, Twilight guessed exactly where I was going with this. Her eyes went wide, and she started to pant. In retrospect, that should have warned me.

“Oh come on! Futa and incest?! I thought you and your family were regal and pure!”

I giggled at her naïveté. “Oh no we weren't. My parents, my sister, and I. were some of the closest fuck buddies in Equestria… Goddesses I miss sis… and her sweet, blue booty!”

… Okay those weren't my exact words, but you get the point.

Oh don't look at me like that Luna. I missed you, alright? No I don't want you to switch seats with Red. We need to be nice and horny when we reach Twilight.

Moving on, I proceeded to reveal all of our perverted little secrets to my latest naive protege, leaving out what exactly had happened to my ‘sibling’ of course. This was always the fun part for me. To watch my latest student see the real me, underneath all the regality and politics. By the end of our chat, Twilight was speechless. I could see it on her face; the time to strike was nearing.

“So yeah,” I finished, leaning over Twilight and breathing just so, letting my cleavage hover just out of range of the teacup she picked back up. “My family and I, and a lot of other royal families, including the rest of our bloodline, were and are gentle spirited, well meaning, kinky, perverted bastards.”

Twilight was finished questioning anything. At that moment, she was just sitting there, drinking her tea while she tried to process this.

“So Twilight… am I evil?”

“What?”

“Sick?”

“What're you-”

“Wrong?”

“No!”

I smiled, leaning back and putting my hands on my hips. They’re nice mounts, you know? Now she was getting it!

She sat there, squirming, the teacup rattling in her hands for a moment, pondering that last bit of dialogue… and then it finally clicked. “Oh… oh.” She swallowed heavily, but looked up me with the hope I’d been waiting for.

“Twilight,” I told her, caressing her hair again. Not the full perv, it wouldn’t have helped. Nope, just a normal, gentle mane stroke. “there are going to be a lot of ponies out there who try and make you feel awful for every little aspect of yourself that they don't like. But at the end of the day, if everyone is consenting and safe, what's the problem?”

Twilight knew the answer was ‘nothing’, but she didn't want to say it. That’s that built in puritanical streak for you. I still wish I knew where it came from. “I'm still too weird for anybody to be with.”

I sighed. I was getting really tired of that loop. “Twilight, if even I have an extensive list of fetishes, how many others do you think are like the two of us?”

“... Point taken.”

We shared another laugh then. We had gotten back to where we were before; no more crying or yelling. Just us. Just calm.

We decided to just… talk about things for the time being. You know, discussing our favorite fetishes, how and why I had a natural cock, answering her questions about me and this ‘siblings’ relationship, etc.

Yes, Luna, I am speeding things up. Because I can see you fidgeting like a school filly waiting to tell them about you and Twilight’s first time together.

Yes you are! I can smell your sexy-sweet musk from here!

Moving on… Eventually, once we’d returned to our separate seats, Twilight asked me something I had been waiting for her to ask since this particular line of conversation had started.

“So is this why you came here today? To give me some free sex ed? … Not that I mind private tutorials”

The smirk on my face was priceless.

Now, I could've told her in a very gentle manner. I could've taken things nice and slow. Eased her into the concept of laying with me.

But then again, that wouldn't have been funny.

I leaned across the table. Didn’t meet her eyes-- nope. At the same time I was giving her the frontal mountain shot of a lifetime, I was staring right down that tart little top of hers. “Actually, honey, I came here to take that sweet cherry you've been keeping hidden away from the world.”

Unfortunately, Twilight was still somewhat innocent, so the analogy only seemed to confuse her. Poor thing wasn’t even staring at my boobs. I’d have been insulted, if I didn’t know my ivory tower little student. As she stared at me like I’d slapped a banana on the table and made comments about seeing if it fit in her pocket, I winked and shook my head. I pointed one finger back at my crotch and the other down below the table at her. Visual aids being important, even with literary learners.

“Your virginity, Twilight.”

Boom. Twily-brain went for a vacation, and didn’t leave a forwarding address. Eyes bigger than my areolae, horn sparking like I’d already been working on it, she went stock still, then spit out the entire cup of tea. I'm not saying that metaphorically either. She gasped so hard the she swallowed all of the tea that was currently in the cup, and then spat all of it out, in a single motion. Her whole body jerked in this - yes, Luna, like that, put it away, they’re already impressed.

Needless to say, I laughed my ass off for a solid minute - my rack was shaking so hard it hurt! - while poor Twilight coughed and hacked. I used my horn to give her a few pats on the back. Made sure she didn't cough up a lung.

When she was done with her little choking fit, she slammed straight back in her chair, hands trembling on the table. There was this… expression. This twitch to her eye I learned to recognize after that day, believe me. From there, she looked up at me and just blurted out. “WHAT?!”

“Well,” I continued, chewing on my thumb a bit, getting a little tongue action in while I played my cougar card again. You know, eyes so close on the bod you can’t believe it’s not touching. “I noticed you weren't exactly trying to lose it, so I thought I'd offer!”

Twilight, for the umpteenth time that day, was left gawking at me like a school filly who'd just found her parents porn stash.

Mine gave me first dibs from there. I think that may be one of the reasons - yes, the constant dickings once we reached age of consent helped, Luna, we can talk about that later.

Anyhow. Her nips were paying better attention than her ears at this point, perky and poking almost through that not-so-conservative little numbers. She was gesticulating wildly, ears switching from flat back to straight up like the erection I badly wanted to let loose. “I… I don't know. I mean… you… “ She was always cute when she stammered. I swear, my hips twitched a little, like I was ready to go, when she kept up that amazing shy and helpless thing. “I mean, I'm glad we're more… open with each other now, but you're still a princess… and I'm your protégé.”

“Are you saying no?”

“No! Gods no! But, um… wouldn't it be unprofessional?”

I chuckled at her. Down below, my sex was giving me all sorts of moist messages, and I was again glad that the furniture was self-cleaning. Breaking down an apprentice’s naivete was always so fun. I propped both elbows on the table, wriggled my eyebrows (and my ass) as I stared straight into her eyes and dropped the big one. “Twilight, I've had sex with almost all of my apprentices.”

She didn't bother gasping or going ‘What?!’ this time. I think she had become numb to all of my perverted revelations at this point. It happens. You roll with it. Besides, her tail was right over to the left - short of full flag only because the chair was in the way.

You can call that a good sign.

I scooted my rump around a bit, grinning broadly. I let a long, hungry moan out, and then flounced back into my chair. Leaning back, I shrugged, made it all casual. I knew about her fangirl moments, of course. “Yeah, it was kind of hard not to since most of them started feeling the same way you do… just as vocal about it too.”

Twilight stirred for a moment. Nose a twitch, and other parts, if you know what I mean. Definitely… perky. “Hmmm… anyone I've heard of?”

Once they go numb, you gotta bring them back in. That means pounding from another direction. I crossed my legs under the table, traced my forefinger over my chin - as though I didn’t know exactly who I was going to reference - and them bam. Shark smile and all, I brought up the one I knew she’d cream for. “Why yes! Star Swirl?” I took another sip of tea. “If you must know, I was his beard. Stallion was a total butt slut.”

Twilight let out this long gasp, looking at me with these saucer wide eyes. Every limb was limp, but not those ears. Not those nipples. Her arms were slack against the table, but the pertinent bits - let’s just say what I couldn’t see, at that point, I could smell. Delish. “No?!”

I inhaled deeply. Showed off a nice bounce of the girls and licked my lips to let her know I could pick all of that up. Slapping my hands on my dress, right on the inner thighs, I chuckled. “Hehehe, oooooh yes, my student. Star Swirl had a hankering for alicorn cock. Used to love it when he would study in the nude, just waiting for me to come up behind him and caress his sweet little-!” I have to admit, I was lost in fantasy land a bit.

“Princess!”

I snapped back to that moment, in time to watch Twilight blush madly. I looked down to see her legs shuffling in this cute little way. Pawing the floor a bit. This tenseness in her shoulders. I think she was trying to conceal a bit.

“Awww.” I got up, walked over with a bit of extra wiggle in my hips, and plopped down next to her, crossing my legs. Making sure my dress rode up slightly as I moved. Just enough to tease her with the idea of what might be under it. I pretended to shift a bit, but it was all about rubbing my leg against hers. “Did someone get all hot and bothered?”

“N-No!” she stammered. Eyes wide, breathing heavy, heart pounding. Classic arousal stage one, right down to the heady scent of self-lubricating mare.

“You sure?” I leaned back, giving her a bit of space, but I arched my back a bit. Unfair, I know, but.

Numb again, curse the luck. She slumped. Slumped away from me. It was unacceptable, as was that sad, lost little filly look as she breathed,“I… I'm fine.”

“Well that’s unfortunate.” I said, fake pouting as I leaned further back into my seat. Then I uncrossed my legs, hooking one foot behind her nearest heel. “I guess I'll have to take that little treasure of yours some other time.”

She shot up like a Wonderbolt on a race track. “NO!” Nice little friction against the knee, but not nearly all of what I wanted.

I smirked and looked down at her. She was standing now. Panting at me. Her hands wringing together like she was about to beg. I had her now. “Oh?”

“I mean… I… um…” Twilight tried to speak, but just let out this semi-frustrated sigh. She slunk further down back onto her heels, like she was going to collapse. “I'm sorry… this is all just… so new to me.”

I leaned down to her and ran my gloved hand down her back. Right along the spine, between those tensing, taut muscles, ready to fight or flee. Or fuck, which was my aim. “Then let me show you. Let me guide you.”

Twilight chuckled, She gave me this shy smile, looking up at me. The trust there was awe-inspiring, given I was trying to jump her bones. “Always the teacher, hu-... uh…”

She stopped talking when she realized that she was nearly snout to snout with me. Her hands froze. Our breathing synched. Everything was perfect. I was confident, in control, and ready to take her. I pushed forward, our lips met, and I began to prod at her lips with my tongue.

I expected a virgin. I expected her to moan, to whimper, to do everything that a horny, curious newbie would do. Everything they always did.

All those expectations went right out the window when Twilight pounced me!

My eyes flew all the way open as she knocked me right back into my seat! One second I was towering over my latest conquest with every intention of teasing her legs open and gently easing into her sweet little love cave. Now? Now I had my back pressed up against my seat with the same mare I had tried to dominate prenching me like I had candy in the back of my throat. Her hands were everywhere, too, on my tits, my arms, my wings, like she thought I was going to vanish right then and there.

The knee in my stomach was a bit uncomfortable, but it didn’t take more than a little shifting to maneuver her into place. I got used to it though. She was pretty frontally focused, not quite climbing over me, so I had some time. I relaxed, let my hands start roaming over her perfect little body. I can still hear the surprised little squeak she let out when I cupped her round, perky breasts. That gave me a moment to get a word in.

Well… half a word.

“My, my! Eager, aren't weeeeeEEEEEEE!”

I was cut off when the purple aura of Twilight’s magic covered my chest, ripping open my shirt and corset. Her eyes almost on fire, and I’m not sure if that isn’t literal, to this day. Her fingers were feverish and clenching, but still, palms on my shoulders like she thought she was holding me down. No adorable fumbling with the straps and laces, just tearing the thing in half, causing the ruined thing to fall the side letting my breasts flop free of their confines. And flop. They keep going for a while once they’re let free, as you may have noticed.

“Finally!” she yelled, and I swear to you on my parents’ balls, she started humping her hips back and forth, grinding that little skirt and flat belly into my left knocker. “These things! These big, beautiful, heavenly fun bags! They're mine! All mine!”

Within seconds she was sucking and slurping all over my bosoms. Squirming around, throwing her whole body into it. I could feel the blush of my flesh start to warm my hide, showing through it and turning my big white tits slightly pink, with a slightly deeper shade dotting them in the form of hickies. Trust me when I say there's almost nothing better than having a horny, eager virgin explore your body for the first time, shoving their hands, mouths, and whatever else they can into every nook and cranny. Tasting you. Feeling you!

I… I… LUNA SQUEEZE MY TITS! DON'T ASK JUST DO IT!

C-CUMMING! HNNG!

Hoooo… thanks, Lulu. Sorry about that guys, got a little too into that memory. Now, back to the story.

It was hard, but despite the amorous assault I managed to muster up the strength to speak. “T-Twilight! Wait!” My hands clutched onto her ass, right below her tail - still flagged, of course. Toned little thing.

She snapped up at me and froze, swallowing heavily with that panicked look flaring up again. “W-What? Did I do something wrong?”

“Oh heavens no!” I reassured her, patting that nubile young tush. “I was just… surprised.”

“Oh… um… sorry. It's just… Goddesses I've dreamt about this day!”

I smiled, nuzzling into the not large but definitely hefty swell of her delectable breasts. “Have those dreams included me having a big-”

“Throbbing cock?” she finished for me. “Yeah, they have. Kinda figured since you're an alicorn.”

Now that surprised me, possibly even more that her newfound boldness. “You figured I'm -?”

“A natural hermaphrodite? Yes.” Scooting back a bit on the loveseat we occupied, she cleared her throat and began to explain. Unf. When she gets that snooty look on her face, when she takes that seductive little breath and wriggles her rump like she’s about to sit on the face of knowledge, I just gush. Good thing these are my seats, right?

“Due to the rumored promiscuity and open mindedness of the Royal Bloodline leading up to the creation of alicorns, hence why most known alicorns are Royalty or of high standing in the Royal Guard or Court, it is only sensible to assume that some of the MMMGHPH?!”

As with all my lovers, from Star Swirl to Massive Asteroid, the easiest way of silencing her was the best. Palm to the back of the head, a little push, and she was slobbering quite nicely at the nipple she’d so kindly made available. “I get it Twilight.” I told her, cooing sweetly as I let her head go. “You pieced my bloodline together. Why were you surprised earlier though, if you already suspected it?”

“I honestly... thought you had gotten rid of it. ” she said, blushing. She had this little forlorn look, and kept glancing at the folds of my dress. “Cultural changes and all you know?”

I don’t know about you guys, but there are some things I’m not ever giving up.

I laughed at her naïveté, and reveled in the slipping away of her innocence. I was so glad to see this side of Twilight. To see her finally embrace that most intimate part of her she had refused to embrace for so long. But I'd decided that we'd had enough foreplay. It was time to get down to business.

I rubbed my hand over the bulge in my dress. My fingers tugged the fabric tight over the stiffening flesh, and I licked my lips again. I definitely had her attention; to make sure I kept it, I let my forefinger stroll down along a vein until it bumped the medial ring. Our groans were simultaneous; mine pleasured, hers hungry. I saw that look on her face. That oh-so-familiar gaze of want and desire, with widened eyes and heavy breathing. She wanted it, and I wanted to give it to her.

“On your knees, my student.” I ordered her. She didn't need to be told twice. She was down in seconds with her hands rubbing all over my bulge, her eyes growing ever wider as she got a literal feel for my length and girth. There are things to be said for being bigger than everyone else. There are also things to be said about being taller, too, like having more than enough space between your thighs for a hyperactive mare to squirm around.

“It… feels so huge!” They always say that. Though I recall ol’ Star Swirl was drooling a bit and didn’t quite make coherent words.

I snickered at her, looking down. I clenched my hips, making it bob at her. Poor thing actually jumped! “That's because it is Twilight. You gonna get started? Or are you content with giving me a sausage massage?”

Twilight giggled at me nervously with that cute little apologetic look. I almost busted out laughing when I thought of her thinking ‘Sorry about that, I'll get to sucking right away!’

No, really. She gets this frown of concentration and determination, clenches her fists - thankfully not digging in, she just bunched up the dress - and nods to herself, like she’s checking off a list mentally. Gods and goddesses and in between, it’s hot. Uh, sorry, you’re just going to have to make room for me here. Give it a kiss, it doesn’t bite.

Without any delay, Twilight lifted up my dress, and froze. She gawked openly at it. Flattering, no matter how many times it happens. Sometimes, I just shove - well. Not this time. This time I let her gape, and drool. This huge slab of mare meat, now unleashed and dangling before her. Her supple hands grasped it, rubbing it all over to force a pleased groan from my lips and a drooling string of pre from the tip. Finally, Twilight was touching me, caressing me. If I had even a little less self control, I would have cum all over her right then and there.

It wasn’t over her I wanted to cum, yet, so I reached down to caress her left ear. She smiled cutely up at me. Still looking to teacher to learn some things, I guess. “Mmmm, tell me Twilight.” I said. “Have you ever sucked off your… larger toys?”

Oh, that face and oh, Goddesses, that ass shake. Almost as jiggly as Cadance’s, even then! “Oh… um… sometimes… I like to practice, just in case.” She squeaked it out, like I was going to be angry at her for it. With my flare inches from her lips.

I grinned at her, tracing my thumb in a circuit along the edge of her ear, while I slipped my heel around that squirming, slutty butt, tugging her closer. “Oooooh! So you wanted this to happen?”

Her whole body went rigid, hooves dragging on the floor against my pull, when she realized what she'd said. “Wait, no… I… I just.”

“I'm fucking with you, silly filly.” I chuckled, and kissed her fiercely. I gave her my naughtiest motherly coo. “Now, be a good student, and suck your teacher’s fat cock.”

Twilight relaxed, bent down a little bit farther, and licked around my head in a long slurp before darting downward, trailing her tongue from head to base. She lathered my balls in her saliva before she came back up to attack my head yet again, swirling her tongue around it and even closing her mouth around it to tease my pisser with her tongue. She caught me off guard too, actually pushing her tongue inside and tongue fucking my cock, making me whimper like a bitch in heat. Little Twily had done her research. Momma liked.

“Oh yes Twilight. That's a good little pervert… but can't you go deeper?”

Twilight popped off of my cock with this lewd, lovely wet smack, ears folded. You guys know the look, first time actor, when her eyes meet yours - or your camera, I guess - and she’s just so eager to please but your precum is making these little ropes from her lips… Heh. Anyway, she gave me that sexy little not-quite-a-virgin anymore look, pouted, and whimpered, “Um… maybe? Sorry it's just… gag reflex and all. Even in practice it's really hard!”

I smiled at her gently, running my hand across her cheek. “Awww, is my student having trouble with the subject?” I placed my hand on the back of her head, fingers tickling gently at the base of her mane. I shifted in my seat, swinging the heavy roll of my nuts forward to distract her. “It's okay. Let teacher help you.”

As I pushed her down, she opened wide, accepting my shaft. I sighed in relief as she took the first few inches with ease. I didn't even have to tell her to use her tongue as she was already swirling it thirstily around the shaft as she went down.

She was certainly good at a simple blowjob. That much was obvious; a natural, the kind of loving, slobbering, wet attention you can’t just come up with on your own with dildos. But to truly get to the root of her little throat problem, I needed her to go deeper.

I steadily added pressure to the back of her head, very gently forcing her down onto more of me. She, in a very impressive display, got at least a third of me inside her maw… then, as my delight in her talent made my fattie fatter, I felt it.

That heavenly feeling. That oh so pleasing tightness, involuntarily contracting around your cock. That extra coat of saliva washing over your cock and dribbling down to your balls. And to top it all off, those lewd slurping and choking noises that fill your ears.

Twilight Sparkle was choking on my huge cock… and it felt so good!

“Oh that's it…” I groaned. I began to rut her like the mare I was going to make her, bouncing my hips good and slow, but speeding up. The more she gobbled, the more she spasmed around my shaft, the more I wanted to go in all the way. “Take it Twilight. All of it. Play that skin flu-... Twilight?”

I looked down to see her get pushed deeper onto my cock, only to start thrashing about, beating against my legs for freedom. I took away my hand and she shot right up off my stallionhood, coughing and wheezing.

“Ah, I see.” I told her. “You really haven’t mastered your gag.”

“It's the same damn problem!” she snapped. “I can get a third of the bigger toys inside, maybe half, and then I feel myself start to vomit and panic! And no matter what I do, I can't get rid of it! Uhhhhgh!” As Twilight aired her frustration, I laid my hand on her shoulder.

“Twilight, Listen to me.” she regained her composure, and looked up at me. “You’re not supposed to get rid of it, you're supposed to control it. Common misconception, really.”

“Wait, what? But what about all those adult films where someone takes all of it without so much as a cough?!”

“Ah, but that's just the thing, Twilight. It's not gone, they just have absolute control over it. Do you know how boring blowjob would be without the gag? You might as well use a fleshlight.”

“Huh… I've never thought about it that way before.”

“What they get rid of, Twilight, is the vomit response. With that out of the way, they can control the contractions of their throat better, even lessening it to near non-existent levels if need be.” I explain.

“Oh…” she said, this faraway look on her face.

I placed my hand on the back of her head yet again, bringing her back to reality. “Remember, you control your body. Resist the urge, but don't force it either. Simply, calmly, will yourself to not vomit, and except the tension in your throat as normal.”

She gave me a confident nod, and opened her mouth yet again. Lowering her with a push, she took the first few inches yet again, but this time, moved swiftly downward, engulfing me past the point she had stopped at previously.

“Unf… Remember! Twilight, hold it back. You're in control.”

I felt her throat get tighter around me, struggling to contain my girth as it spasmed. She was gagging, spitting up all over me, and it felt great. So wet and sloppy, her tongue coiled around my shaft, slurping and wiggling all over. She cradled the balls too, rolling the giant orbs around in her fingers. She was already improving.

“Yes, Twilight, That's it! Keep going! Y-You’re almost halfway! Remember to lick the medial ring!”

She twisted her head around, making sure to try and please me as much she could. Slobbering and gagging all over me while fiddling with my balls, throat stroking and massaging my member. She took my advice as well. I felt her tongue slide across my medial ring and wetting it nicely. I tilted my head back to let out soft moan. One of my hand came up to fondle my breasts, rolling around the giant mound of flesh then pinching the nipple in a pattern. The other remained on Twilight’s head as it ruffled her hair and guided her maw, stopping every now and then to stroke her horn.

I pushed down harder, delighted as she sputtered around my cock, further lubricating it. It was blissful to be honest, to see my student knelt between my thighs, working my big, fat breeding staff like her grades depended on it. I honestly considered cumming at that moment, wasting my first load inside her throat and giving her her first taste of royal seed!

But even an apprentice of mine has limits. She starting gaging sporadically, slapping my thighs. I took away my hand, and she came back up, coughing again this time, but much less sputtering and wheezing this time around.

“Very good, Twilight. That was excellent.”

Her ears flopped down. “Yeah… still couldn't take all of you though.”

I rubbed her back, reassuring her. “In due time Twilight. For now, how about we move to the main event?”

Her eyes lit up like Hearth’s Warming ornaments. “You… you mean it?”

“No Twilight,” I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. “I figured I just make you gag on my cock until you can take it to the hilt. Make you my little blow job slut.”

Twilight giggled, climbing up my body to peck at my chin and lips, speaking in between her kisses. I one used her though, flicking out my tongue to lick her wandering mouth as it passed my own. “You know… I wouldn't exactly… be against that.”

I caught her lips as they passed, bringing her into a quick, sloppy kiss while a hand gripped her shapely rear. “So you don't want me to go balls deep inside your pussy?”

She pouted at me, pressing her breasts together. “But you taste so good, sensei!”

“... what did you say?”

“Um… sorry… picked it up from animeeeEEEEEE?!”

I picked her up, and damn near slammed her onto the couch back first. Her smaller frame was so light. So easy to handle. I could toss her around, fuck her on every surface, and then sling her limp body over my shoulder as I carried her to bed.

But that wasn't all her smaller body meant, given how tight it meant her marehood would be.

“That's it!” I growled. My right hand stroked my cock, slapping the flare against her lips and winking clitoris. The other moved a leg to the side, granting me better access. “You’re taking this dick, right now!”

Twilight just giggled up at me, spreading her legs and flicking her tail into my balls. “Awwww… did I find one of the naughty princesses’ fetishes?”

I sighed. She was trying to get the better of me, and it was working. I calmed myself, reaching a hand down to find her obviously soaked panties. Moving them aside, I dove two fingers into the sopping hole, spread them, and Twilight let out a loud, lust filled moan for anyone nearby to hear.

“My, my, what's this? All this teasing, and you're the one soaking their panties?” I rubbed my hand on the soaked undergarments, lifting my fingers to her nose to let her smell herself.

Twilight squirmed underneath me, breathing in the scent and quivering as it invaded her nostrils. “Please… just… just…”

“Say it.” I ordered. “Beg for it. Plead for it. The very thing you've wanted to ask me for all this time. Make me want to give it to you!”

Twilight spread herself a bit wider, giving me even easier access to her sweet little honey pot. “Please… by the Sun and Moon… fuck me!”

“Fuck you… how?” I asked, very gently pressing my massive, flat tip into her marehood. In her pleasure dazed state, she reached up for my breasts, fondling them as she gave me the best possible answer.

“Like a Goddess…”

That was all the encouragement I needed. With a drooling grin, I thrust forward, impaling her tender nether regions on my pillar of flesh, and for the next minute, we both just screamed.

She was so snug! Warm too, with a softness greater that the finest Saddle Arabian silk. But she wasn't loose. Far from it, in fact. She gripped me just right. Almost pulling more of me in. My mind was reeling at the thought of how much training she must have given herself, how many long, giant dildos she had ridden… and I lost it.

I pulled back, flare pressing against her nether lips again, and then thrust back in, deeper than before. Her howl of pleasure intensified, echoing throughout the room as she vigorously pulled at my breasts.

“Oh… oh Goddesses!” she moaned. “So… so much! Do… do I feel g-good?”

“Oh yes!” I moaned back. “So tight and warm and soft… you've trained well!”

“Thank you… mommy…”

That made me thrust even harder, almost hilting her pussy then and there. This was way too much to just be a coincidence. First sensei, now mommy?

“Twilight… are you reading my mind?”

“What?! N-No. No! Of… of course not! W-Where would I- oh… AH! AHA!”

I cut her off by pushing inward and upward ever so slightly, a bulge forming in Twilight’s crotch. I smiled as she started to the whimper and shake as I stretched her vaginal walls.

“Twilight, if you lie to me, I'll spawn a replica of my cock right beside the real one.”

Her eyes flew open with a gasp. Even a horny little virgin like her knew what instantaneous stretching like that could do. “I'm… I'm sorry… I just… I just wanted to please you!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” I shook my head. She always did have a knack for mind magic. “Such a naughty little thing. You know, of course, that this warrants punishment, don't you?”

“What… what're you- OOHHAGH!”

I thrust up into her, fully hilting her and pressing against her cervix. My balls rubbed against her ass while the rest of my body quivered, cock pulsating inside of her, coating her deepest parts with pre.

“I… I can feel your heart beating.” she whimpered. Although I couldn't tell if it was through my cock or the breasts she was still squeezing.

I smiled down at the little slut, letting her pussy get used to taking all of my girth. About the same length as when I used it on Red last night and this morning.

I brought my snout down to her ear, and whispered to her. “Are you ready?”

“R-Ready for wha-”

She stopped when I pulled out, all the way, until my head was back at her lips. I looked down to see her clitoris wink at me, and with a naughty grin, I used my magic to gently pinch it, and earned a small squeal from Twilight, the sound of it making me throb against her.

She knew what was coming next. She moved her fingers to pinch and pull my nipples, making me grunt and pop the head inside her. She shivered, but looked up at me with this confident, hungry glare.

With a simple nod from her, and a growl from me, I thrust back in all they way, jolting her body on the couch. But I didn't rest on my laurels, or my student’s cunt. I pistoned hard, pulling out again, halfway this time, and then back in again. I worked in a steady rhythm, grabbing Twilight’s legs for leverage as I pound into her tight, moist little hole.

I looked down at her, hooves being held up past her shoulders while my length slammed into her over and over. She was panting, whimpering, cheeks tinged with red and sweat matting her fur. It felt so good to be inside of her. To be filling her. And her face, and that oh so wonderful feeling of her pussy juices gushing and splattering around me, dripping down my balls, made the experience all the sweeter.

“C-C-C-Celestia!” she moaned.

“Yes Twilight?!”

“Br-Bring them… oh, harder… down… please! N… Need to suck!”

I was going to ask her what she meant… until she squeezed my breasts again, digging her nails in a little.

I giggled. “Awww… does someone need some nursing?”

As she nodded, quite enthusiastically I might add, I lowered myself, the tattered remains of my shirt dangling around her face, cooing as I felt her tongue start to lap and sick at every inch of breasts it could get to. Behind me, I felt her legs hooked around my body, pressing me to her with each thrust. Making me fuck her harder.

“Yes… that's it… please mommy's breasts while she fills you… show her you love it!”

Twilight did what she was told, sucking each nipple into her mouth and lathering it with sucks and licks, even biting ever so gently. Making me gasp in addition to my already ragged breaths.

At this point, I could feel my head battering her cervix. Demanding entry into a land untouched. I slowed down my pace, but increased the force of each thrust. It didn't take long for Twilight to catch on as she started to leave faint bite marks. I understood of course; I needed to bite down on something when I had my womb entered too.

“So deep… and thick! Fuck I love your cock!”

“Your little fuck hole isn't so bad either. You're still so tight, even after taking all of it!”

Twilight giggled against my breasts, using her legs to push me deeper inside. Her thighs ever so gently caressing my sides. “Well I do have an extensive collection of big toys… ah… and I do squats.”

“I knew there was a reason your butt is so perky!”

She wiggled it against me, and I could feel the jiggle against my balls. I hissed at the feeling… good Gods it was good.

It was perfect. All of it. They way her tunnel closed around me, massaging me as I sawed in and out of her body. They way her own hand filling, full breasts bounced as her body jolted against the couch. My horn lit up, as did hers, and we both helped part the opening to her womb, the rest of the work done by my throbbing, erect cock.

Panting, I looked down into her eyes. “On three?”

With a simple nod, I pulled out halfway and started the countdown.

“One…”

She dug her hands into my back and took her mouth of my breasts. She didn't want to bite me bloody.

“Two…”

We both used our magic together to start stretching the opening.

“Three!”

I thrust all the way back into her, balls slapping against her as my whole cock grew a little. Her walls stretched and opened, leaving her womb defenseless as it was remade to accept my cock, stretching as the head barreled into it.

Twilight's back arched, and every noise she tried to make got caught in her throat, turned into short, quiet little rasps.

I looked down at her, huffing and panting myself. “You… okay?”

“Fucking owww!” she hissed.

“Hehe… just give it a minute. The pain fades fast when you've pre-fucked for a minute.”

Twilight did as she was told, gripping my back and wings, and even sinking her teeth into the nape of my neck. She didn't draw blood, but I hissed as I felt the skin under my fur bruise. I loved that, that sweet mixture of pleasure and pain, and I wanted more.

And she did, too.

The legs wrapped around me tightened to push me forward, further violating Twilight’s once pure womb. I looked down at her to ask why she made me do that, but I stopped when I noticed that she had broke. Eyes rolled back and twitching uncontrollably. Tongue lazily hung out of her mouth. Pussy gushing on me while the filthiest, sluttiest sounds.
“T-Twilight?” I asked. “Doesn’t… oooh… doesn't this h-h-hurt?!”

“Yes!” she screamed at me. “It hurts so much! So good!”

I felt something go off inside me. A primal, animalistic hunger. Drool fell from my mouth, landing on Twilight’s face, and then into her mouth when she instinctively opened up to taste me. With newly renewed aggression, I spat into Twilight’s mouth, reeled back, and took hold of her legs again.

There was no slow pull-out this time. Instead, my hips went berserk, hammering my entire length into Twilight over and over while she squealed in delight. My breasts were bouncing and jiggling all over the place and Twilight noticed, grabbing my breasts and pulling herself into them for a hardy motorboat.

When her head fell back down to the pillows, gasping and moaning, I worked her tight… well… formerly tight, pussy hard. Each thrust hilted into her completely, stretching her womb into a soft pouch for my cock head. I looked down at her and licked my lips.

“You like that? That big, fat alicock deep inside you? Even to your very womb!”

“Yes!” she screamed. “I love your fat cock! It's so thick and juicy! And it fills my pussy so good!”

I brought my hand down hard across one of her tits. Watched it jiggle as she squealed. “But that's not enough, is it. No, no… you'll want others. So many others. You won't stop until you're drowning in cocks and pussies and tongues… anything to please that whorish, sex starved thing you call a BODY! All while loving every second of it, no shame, no hiding, just reveling in what a kinky, sex-crazed slut you are!”

Twilight was thrusting back into me now, pushing at the couch with her hands to crash into my thrusts, even wiggling her hips into me to stimulate me just that much more. To make things even better though. She kept flicking her tail, tickling my balls.

“Yes, yes, yes! I'm a filthy mare! I want to fuck! Get fucked! Anything and everything to get plastered and covered in all sorts of sexual mess! And there is not one Goddesses damned thing wrong with that!”

“Then show me!” I commanded. “Show me how much of a horny piece of mare meat you are! Tell me how I can make this moment better! Don’t hide anything, no holding back. Tell me what kinky, twisted, deviant things you want me to do to you! DO! IT! NOW!” At the end of my order, I brought over one of her hooves to my mouth. I sucked on it, flicking my tongue against the soft underside.

Twilight was frantic, struggling for a moment to figure out exactly what could be done, and then the proverbial lightbulb went off in her head. “Your tits… on my horn… now!”

I spit the hoof out and bent forward. Instead of giving up the shapely supports I was currently hanging onto, I whipped up two magic hands and pressed my breasts together around her horn, spitting in between my massive cleavage for a smooth, wet titty fuck.

“Uuunnnnh… good mare. You like that? You like how I work those tits on your horn, baby?”

She motorboated me as I worked my tits proudly on her spiral, my faithful student even now, making sure my pleasure was attended to everywhere. “Yes mommy. It feels so good! The way you pound my womb, smother my horn! I'm… I'm close!”

“Me too Twilight… but hold on for a bit longer. Edge yourself for me. You want your horn to cum too, right?”

“Yes… I can do it… oh yeah.”

Her whole body was trembling, gyrating against me. Every time she met my thrusts, her whole back arched, throwing all of herself into me to take more of my cock, making a wet, sloppy slapping noise as our sweat covered bodies collided. Her soft hide felt like fine silk against me.

It was like that for a few minutes more. Her ravaged love cave took my heavy meat over and over. Tits worked her horn hard, molding and jiggling around them. But finally…

My thrusts increased rapidly, hips slamming into her while my tits buried her horn. My balls churned, sloshing around their creamy payload, and then tightened. I could feel it coming, rushing up my shaft.

“I can feel it, Twilight… I'm gonna do it… gonna cream deep inside you…”

Twilight's legs locked around me to make sure I wouldn't pull out. Not that I'd planned to, of course.

“My pussy… my horn… they're both cumming!”

Without another word, I thrust as deep as I could, my head finally flaring within her thoroughly deflowered baby maker, holding my cock there as it pulsated. I could feel Twilight as she orgasmed around me. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, not squirting but still gushing fluid.

Of course, I returned the favor when my cock went off like a volcano. Volley after volley of virile royal spunk filled her, womb first, rest of the vagina after. It was so much, even for me. As copious amounts flowed back out around my dick, adding a creamy sensation to the warm, smooth, tight penetration, her belly still bulged, looking almost pregnant on the biggest spurts before the backflow made it shrink. In hindsight, it would have been entertaining to seal it all inside. She would have resembled an old-style broodmare with all I had expelled.

“That's it, Twilight, take it all. All that thick, creamy love. Directly into your waiting little womb… Goddesses above, you're a good fuck.”

Twilight was squirming and moaning under me while she flicked her tail madly against my balls. That lovely little flicker of sting and adoration was really strengthening my own orgasms. She had taken to squeezing her own tits as well, feverishly fondling them while I worked mine all over her.

“My horn, Celestia! My horn!” she screamed frantically, nuzzling into and nipping at my breasts.

I squeezed my tits together hard, shaking them rapidly, and I felt the first spurts between them, forcing their way up until a jet of sticky, liquid magic erupted, splattering the couch, my face, and of course my tits. I lapped at the energy, even moving my face in front of the erratic stream.

“Oh! Oh Gods! My body! My whole body is COMING!”

At this point, Twilight was practically glued to me. Her cum filled belly and sweat drenched, hefty breasts pressed against me, warming my body with hers.

“Yes that's it, Twilight. Let it go. Cum with me, you little slut.”

Our orgasms continued a few moments longer. Finally, both of us heaving and shuddering, we came to a mutual ending. When I pulled out of Twilight’s wrecked tunnel at last, a deluge of cum poured onto the couch and soaked Twilight’s back, my hands, and even washing over my knees. I started making out with her almost immediately, snowballing her with her own magic, as the rest of it either dripped down the couch to coat her mane along with the spreading cum, or getting mashed in between our breasts. When we separated, a tiny trail of saliva and magic connected us for a second. Twilight did surprise me though. Instead of letting the mixed strand break, she sucked it in, licking her lips when she had gotten the last of it.

Her breathing had gotten heavy, each in-out shuddering and elongated. “Thank you…”

“Mmmm you're welcome… wow, you actually held in a decent amount!” I poked the lump in her belly and watched it jiggle, the sloshing within her sending a shiver throughout her body. She gyrated in her seat, savoring the feeling of the cum surrounding her, coating her back and ass. This is what I wanted. What I had craved this hole time.

This was the real Twilight… and she wanted me just as much as he wanted her!

“Mmmm… wanted something to spray your balls with when you fuck my ass!”

For the first time during this little tryst, I was the one caught off guard. “ ...What?”

Twilight giggled at me, a hand fondling one of my breasts. “I can feel your cock brushing up against me, Mommy Tia. You're still hard.”

“Yeah, but… are you sure, Twilight?”

I gasped when she pinched the nipple, cooing when she went back to fondling. “Oh I've been sure for years, bitch!”

I lifted myself up a little and looked down at her with mock indignation. “Now, now… keep that up, and I'll need to punish you…”

“Pfffh!” she scoffs. “Of course. Fuck me just like I want. Perfect punishment. Great plan, Mommy Tia.”

“Listen here you-”

SLAP!

There was silence throughout the room. She looked up at me with this cheeky, shit eating grin. I looked down at her with a shocked, confused look. Like a filly seeing her first stallionhood.

I looked down at the red, hand shaped mark on my left tit, and then back to her. “Did… did you just-”

SLAP!

… It was the right one that time.

“Oops. Sorry. Hand must have slipped… twice.”

My wings, which I had kept control of for our first fuck, sprung to attention. Without, hesitation I scooped her up, flipped her over, and brought her down hard, lifting her up off of her belly and onto her hands and knees. I scooted back a little and then let my face drop, landing right in between her buttocks and darting my tongue inside of her ass in one push.

“Ooooh yes! That's it! No more talking! Just fu-”

She stopped and her head snapped back to me when she felt teeth. “Wait what?”

Telepathically, I spoke to her. “You slapped my tits Twilight. Prepare your anus.”

“B-But-”

“Prepare. Your. Anus!”

Twilight knew I wasn't going to be gentle. So instead, she took a deep breath, grabbed hold of the couch's arm, and gave me a confident nod.

Continuing, I fucked her ass deep with my tongue while also pressing into her ring with my teeth. She gasped and groaned as I bit into her sphincter, but I could tell she was enjoying herself from that heat that started pouring out of her vaginal yet again.

I bore down, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to make her feel it. I ground, bit, even sucked in her little ring, making sure that she'd have a hickey on her bumhole for the next few days. When I was finally done, I stood up, withdrawing my tongue from her semi abused hole. Without warning or further prep, I speared my cock into her, sinking not a third, but a half of it in on the first thrust.

That sounds Twilight made had my cock positively throbbing. A sweet symphony of intense pain and pleasure that echoed through the the room. I could feel her abused anus strain as it begged to have the elasticity spell I had casted to be disabled so it could tear… it was wonderful.

“OOOOOH s-s-shiiieeeet!” she howled. “Ah… aaaah… g-god, slow! Please!”

“Oh no, no, no,” I answered back. “you wanted an ass destroying anal fuck! So I'm going to give you an ass destroying ANAL FUCK!”

I pulled out and shoved myself back in, this time to the hilt. She howled and groaned when I hit a large warmth inside of her, telling me I was right next to her cum filled womb. Without skipping a beat, I started fucking her hard, pounding into her tunnel with wild abandon. I looked down when I noticed it felt like the tightness of her anus was following me out, and grin at the pink walls of flesh that were draped out of her asshole. She had had her first prolapse as well.

“Oh Gods! Oh Gods!” Twilight moans. Despite her earlier protests of pain, she was now thrusting back onto me. “Fuck my ass! Stretch it out around your huge cock… oh! OOOOOOOH!”

I felt it. Her pussy spraying against my balls, femcum drenching my heavy sack. But that wasn't all I felt. A deluge of cum hit my balls as they swayed back and forth, slapping against the very pussy that sprayed them.

“I hope you like shitting white, Twilight Fuckhole!”

With a final thrust, magic pulsed through my cock to make it bigger and badder. At least an extra five inches in length, and two in girth. This time, not a single drop would escape.

With a primal neigh and spasming wings, I bred my new sluts’ asshole deep, ensuring that her stomach would be even more bloated than the first time as I pumped buckets into her guts. I watched as the bulge spilled out the sides and lifted her slightly off the coach.

As I pulled out, I leaned down to her ear. “Spill a drop. I dare you. I'll send two magic fists in there to keep it sealed.”

I slid out slowly, my flare scrapping against her insides bringing her to a smaller anal orgasm. Thankfully, the fat girth of said flare kept it in despite how much I’d stretched her, and I shivered as the pressure forced some of the cum right back up my urethra. I kept pulling out until only the tip of my head was in so I could stroke the last few drops into her hole. I pulled away and witnessed, to my amazement, a feat of sheer strength and will, her anus closing back tight with only the fairest hint of magical assistance, and only a drop lazily rolling down her taint.

She looked at me, nearly breathless, and spoke. “Lay… down…”

Great minds think alike, right?

I lied back, opening my mouth, and almost instantly those perky, bubbly butt cheeks landed on my face. I licked her hole inside and out as a steady stream spilled down my throat, while magic hands slapped her tits. Revenge is sweet! But then, she stood… and I was drenched. My entire load hit me in the face, the tits. Tartarus, if cum on your neck is a pearl necklace, I was given pearl armor! I even accepted the deluge in my eyes, reveling in the sting as milky white tears streamed down my cheeks.

She fell on top of me, and we kissed for a solid two minutes. Well… less kissing and more vigorously sucking each other's tongues.

We separated, heavily panting at each other… we weren't done.

“You busy today, Mommy Tia?”

“Not anymore.” Goddesses, that sweet little faux-filly voice… She still has it, you know.

“Fuck until you raise the sun?”

“Fuck while I raise the sun!”

“DEAL!”

And that's that. Now Luna, tell them about… wait… you don't want me to stop? What do you mean you'll tell it later? And why are you speaking tele… oh…

Damn Red, Luna seems to really like blowing your friends… you wanna… a handy? Okay.

Well, since everybody's getting off to this…

-()-

Twilight and I were literally going at it on the ceiling. On. The. Ceiling!

Meanwhile, tourists walked below, oblivious to the two fucking right above them.

Twilight had her back to the ceiling, having to kiss me over and over just to keep quiet. There was a magic hand fisting her ass while my now three foot pussy destroyer further expanded her cunt.

Little minx learned quick. She couldn’t quite give my ass the same workout, but that magenta… blobby… I honestly can’t explain it without quoting you the math. Let’s just say that while she couldn’t wreck my ass, it did feel like there was a party back there, and she’d invited all kinds of friends.

What was what three foot - oh. Yes Red, I can make it bigger. Yes, you should keep that in mind.

-()-

On the balcony, Twilight was almost in a full split as I bounced her up and down on my cock. I wasn’t holding her. She just kept her legs out, wriggling her hoof tips like she was footjobbing the air. That mare was, and is, more flexible than a snake on Pinkie’s cupcakes.

Two guards came over and came good. The first one was that very well endowed futa mare that you all remember from this morning. She came twice, electing to first jerk off onto Twilight’s tits, and then came again when she cleaned her cock with Twilight's throat. Gag reflex? Controlled.

The second was a stallion guard who sat under us and edged himself, squeezing along a gorgeous prick over and over again, but only cumming when I pulled out and let my collected orgasmic wash pour over him.

However, he did climax yet again when Twilight and I worked him over together so she could learn how to properly rim a stallion pussy. And once more with his mouth in Twilight’s pussy and my cock inside of him.

-()-

Twilight lost her gangfuck cherry when I went to the bathroom. Honestly, just past her virginity or not, I needed lotion in some sensitive places with how hard she was going at me. When I came back out, stallions, dickmares, and even herm stallions had surrounded Twilight, cocking every hole with as much meat as they could.

I blinked, laughed, and then sauntered over to join in, sliding my royal rod in alongside of two other huge cocks plundering Twilight’s ass. We all creamed her good, and I made time to reward them with princess pumping myself. Over and over again, and let me tell you, I damn well got my share of that salty-sweet, sticky shower, too.

I scissored with Twilight for the first time during this, tucking her tightly past my sack and just bouncing my balls off her stomach while our slits made out, a completely female guard riding my cock as I did.

-()-

Twilight was nervous at first, but I got her to unfurl that spiral on her head into a blossom, revealing her mana source. She had trained it with dildos before, so I assured her it could take me.

I was ramming into her head, balls deep on each thrust, her entire body spasming as all the magic in her body was simultaneously violated, that spiral pattern stretching all the way around my dick.

I came, sparks of white, sticky magic cracking around the room, leaving small, random, cum themed anomalies around the place. When I pulled out, the cum was expelled in a stream, anything it touched getting covered in white flowers that smell of both roses and spunk.

I made Twilight a bouquet out of them.

-()-

We were anus to anus, pussy to pussy, a magical seal connecting our sphincters to ensure zero spillage. Twilight rubbed her clit while I stroked my cock. In our asses were at least three massive loads, and we were pushing them all back and forth.

The result? Two mares cumming their brains out with their privates and asses, while cum gushed out of their back doors.

And then we licked it off the floor while masturbating.

-()-

The sun was coming up, and I'm in the throne room, multiple guards were watching as it all came full circle… literally.

Twilight’s arms were wrapped around my waist as I was sitting pretty on my throne, balls draped down the front and my hands on the rests. I was completely casual; this was her show now. Well, casual except for the sweat dripping down my naked body and the trembles from the near-orgasm as she edged me, closer and closer to dawn.

My three and a half foot Goliath was completely down Twilight’s throat. She had done it. She had truly mastered the gag. Not just controlling her vomit reflex, no. She was using her gag, controlling it, emphasizing it for my benefit. And now, it was her job to raise the sun… with one last orgasm.

“Come on Twilight! Almost there! Suck that cock so the sun comes out, and I cum in you!”

I fucked her face for two more minutes, and then went balls deep, filling her already pregnant looking belly with more, her ass expelling what was already in her as she was over filled yet again while the sun sprang into the sky, shining brighter than usual.

-()-

When we were done, guards coming over to cum on us as we lay next to each other, we smiled, basking in the warmth of this new stage in our relationship…

And then Twilight suggested some morning fun and well… you know me…

By the time Celestia was done telling her raunchy story, everyone in the car had come at least once, panting and sweating. Their second winds filled them, and even the directors were ready to fuck… or watch some ponies fuck.

As they exit the carriage, walking over to Twilight’s Castle, Celestia gushes. “And that's everything. I especially enjoyed teaching Twi how to sound a cock properly. God that felt good.”

“So that's what took you all so long!”

Everypony looks up, grinning madly at the lushly extravagant Twilight herself, leaning over her balcony, her loose robe giving them the perfect look at her massive cleavage.

The curl of her fists on the railing and the bulge of her upper arms gives the impression she’s about to vault after and down at the whole crew, and the predatory look in her eyes are perfect matches for Celestia’s during the better parts of the story. “Thought I'd have to hunt you down myself…”

Twilight's First.

Double Penetration... with a TWIST!

(Double Penetration, Cumflation, Deepthroating, Covered in Cum, Rimming, Tongue Fucking, Horngasming, Womb Penetration, A surprise reveal.)

Red had only been in sheer, absolute awe a few times in his life. The first time he saw Celestia as a foal, losing his virginity, orgasiming anally for the first time in his life. A moderately sized list of wonderful memories.

This was at the top of it.

He was, at this very moment, walking through the crystalline halls of Princess Twilight’s castle; every wall shimmering with a varying kaleidoscope of colors that nearly overwhelmed his senses . His eyes never staying on one thing, something else extraordinary catching them a second later.

He and his two friends walk right behind their royal partners no longer outnumbering them. Each stallion having a plush princess posterior swaying in front of them as they are led towards the site for today’s debaucherous display.

“I'm so excited!” Twilight gushes, a slight flush of excitement visible on her cheeks as she turns to address the filmmakers. “I mean, I've seen Equestria become more open- More… ‘sexually diverse’ if you will. But I never once thought that it would come to this!”

Celestia chuckles warmly, entertained by her student’s enthusiasm. “To be completely honest, I was surprised you and your friends even agreed to this. I know you all have your various kinks and whatnot, but I didn't expect you to all to be so… willingly public… especially Fluttershy.” While she talks, both she and Luna eye Twilight hungrily, reaching out to gently caress her wings or back. Twilight doesn't seem to mind, however, hugging both princesses to her sides and reaching down to squeeze their juicy backsides.

The Princess of Friendship is absolutely stunning and Red understands almost immediately why Celestia praised her so during her little driving story. Wherein she had previously described Twilight as only pleasantly curvy, it was clear she had grown far beyond merely pleasant since then.

Twilight's hips and thighs were sublime. Not necessarily big, but shapely as all Tartarus. Whereas Celestia's seem to be those of a yoga loving foal bearer, and Luna's those of a well fed athlete, Twilight’s are more... deceptive. They weren't too large, although still big as all Tartarus and well rounded, but supported a large, perky rear, cheeks held up, taught by toned muscle.

But she wasn't all fit- a jiggly, smooth roundness surrounds each cheek and shakes with each step, probably from years of teleportation in place of walking. ‘I hope all teleporters have that much back!’ he thinks to himself. Best of all is that he can see them so well-defined, despite the loose, silky robe obstructing them; a testament how much of a bubble she carries. Her legs, from what he could see, were thick, but smooth. Instead of being wrapped in fat, they seem almost like they're wrapped in silk, soft to the touch and, he suspects, forming around the fingers instead of swallowing them. Twilight, all in all, had thickened, but remained far more condensed than Celestia or Luna, coming off as more and a slim yet rounded hourglass than a fertility statue or athletic sculpture.

“You can touch if you want.” says Twilight. She almost always felt happy whenever somepony stared at her body- after all, ascension did give her a body worth staring at, so it was to be expected that she would have to get used to such non-verbal praise.

Red snaps back to reality, Twilight’s booty meat inches away from him. He’s half a step away from running into that big, soft rump crotch first (something he suspected might have been the horny little newbie’s intent). He was actually somewhat relieved when they first showed up at the castle and he saw Twilight’s height. While she had grown a bit from her ascension, she appears to be only a foot taller than the average pony. A nice change of pace compared to the amazonian frames of the other two princesses, and hopefully, if he were to hit that, a break for his pelvis… not that a few aches and pains weren't worth smashing the other two.

Reaching out, Redlight nervously cups Twilight’s bubble butt, stifling a groan as his fingers sink partially into the soft flesh. Soft and squishy, with a slight firmness from the muscle. Red coos softly under his breath, hand roaming over Twilight’s vast derriere.

Knowing Red is enjoying himself, Twilight decides to have a bit of fun. With a slight spread of her legs, she starts to bounce her rear, a low clapping noise emanating from in between her cheeks as she works it. Red's hands stop any and all movement, simply sitting there while Twilight’s ass flesh moves and bounces beneath his fingers, save for a smack every few shakes that earned a pleased sigh from Twilight.

Red knew he was going to like Twi when they first met. A sexy, brainy librarian type with a nice bubbly butt and a sweet rack? Yes please. She knows what she's doing. Overconfident. Showing off her assets. Like every other amateur on the set of their first major feature. She's aching to perform. Aching to let Equestria to see how nasty, how filthy she could be, and love every second of it.

But what Twilight doesn't know, is just what happens when you tease a horny director. With a devious smirk, red lifts the robe out of the way and comes face to face with those full, lavender cheeks, and kneels down with his tongue out.

“Ooooh.” says Twilight. “Somepony wants a better look at my gooOOODS!” Twilight stops mid sentence and turns around to find Red on the floor, muzzle wedged between her cheeks. Before Twilight can ask exactly what he thinks he's doing, the wet, slippery feeling of his tongue traces around her anus. Any questions she has turns into sputters and gasps at this very moment as her body relaxes, accepting the tongue probing her anal ring.

Celestia and Luna both hungrily admire Red's work, the former stroking his head with one hand while the other fondles one of Twilight’s huge breasts.

“I should have warned you, Twi.” Celestia whispers in her ear, nipping at it for added effect. “Red's much … bolder than he appears.”

“I can… Mmmm… feel that, Tia. OOH!” Twilight jiggles her backside into Red's face, her cheeks smacking his with each bounce.

Red smirks, prodding his tongue slightly into her hole and wiggling. His hands roam all over her purple bubble as it bounces around his muzzle. The princess herself graciously accepts the treatment, gasping and whimpering as his tongue tickles and massages her dark-purple ponut, showing her appreciation by winking against his tongue.

However, this was not his scene with Twilight, it was Tia and Luna’s. Viewers were practically begging to see the rumored royal cocks ever since the first episode, and Red did not want to disappoint. So, reluctantly, he withdrew his muzzle, wiping his mouth. “Just a little tip Twilight; never tease a horny director. Not unless you want a little pre-fuck before the shoot.”

Twilight turns to Red, flashing him a sultry look. As her lips curl into a soft, sensual smile her arms fold under her breasts, lifting the heavy orbs of tit flesh and pressing them together. The confidence in Red's face drains, replaced by admiration and awe. Twilight, at this very moment, had just pulled off a look of sultry seduction that most amateurs could only attempt. He had a natural on his hands.

“And how do you know that isn't what I want?”

Before Red can drop his pants and get down to business, Celestia intervenes. Much to the dismay of the horny duo.

“Now now,” she says. “we still have a scene to shoot. And I want Twilight here good and ready for our show.”

“As do I…” says Luna. Her hand fondles her groin, cupping the balls of her dormant shaft.

As they resume their walk towards the main bed chambers, Red- and his friends- can't help but stare at Twilight’s ass as each cheek bounces up and down with each step. Nor can the princesses stop themselves from groping and squeezing their delicious purple toy of the evening…

Red, Critical, and Vintage all stand in front of the three princesses, facing away. Each one wears different attire, Red in his favorite t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Vintage chose the much more formal route for today, donning a full pinstriped tuxedo and a very stylish pair of glasses, his suit decorated with a small yet noticeable spiral pattern on each side of the V under the neck. Critical had gone simpler, but still fashionable; a grey hoody and black jeans, along with a nice looking set of dark blue fingerless gloves.

“Okay… everything ready?” asks Red, his last camera levitating out of it's box.

Vintage looks over the many lights and fixtures along the ceiling and walls. “Lighting’s good and princesses are dressed and ready. Got cleanup golems on standby.”

Critical looks at his Spellphone, monitoring the website from there. “Already have people showing up. Moderators are there too. All the camera equipment is showing up green. Audio is functioning normally.”

“All right. Dim the lights a bit…little more... okay. Live in three… two… one.”

As the show starts, the first things viewers see are Red and his two friends.

“Hey guys!” says Red with a wave. “I noticed we kinda rushed into things at first and decided some… introductions were in order. I'm Redlight; the creator of this little project.”

“Vintage Burlesque; co-director. I also manage lighting and costumes, among other things.”

“Critical Ecstasy; I made the site you're using right now and manage most of the equipment we use.”

Each stallion takes a bow, and Red transitions into the actual video. “So, with that out of the way, we have a very special episode planned tonight… with a brand new addition to our team.”

The stallions move back to their stations, revealing the three curvaceous, busty princesses sitting on the bed, the newest edition sitting in between her two larger partners. All of them are leaning close to each other, letting their breasts hang slightly forward to draw all of those watching eyes to them. The rest of their bodies are on display as well, wings extended only slightly to showcase the expertly preened and washed feathers. Conversely, the legs of the Sun and Moon Princesses are folded onto the bed, while Twilight’s are crossed over the edge. To top things off, the robes cling to their bodies, pushing together breasts and giving the audience a slight tease of those well crafted asses. Each was colored a darker shade that matches their coats. Luna's a dark, midnight blue, Twilight's a near crimson, and Celestia's a slightly shaded off-white color.

Twilight's breasts were massive, almost like Celestia’s if the white alicorn was shrunken down to Twilight’s size. In actual size, as well as perkiness, Twilight more so resembled Luna. Whereas Celestia's breasts were large and squishy, fingers bound to sink deep into their flesh, Twilight’s were more firm, Although Luna had to admit that Twilight’s did look larger than hers, which would annoy her if her breasts weren't technically massive as well.

Twilight looks at the camera, peppy and enthusiastic like a school filly on her first day. Breasts bouncing a little to match her attitude.

“Greetings and salutations everypony! Happy to be here!” giggles Twilight, barely able to contain her excitement. She waves at the camera with a grin rivaling that of Pinkie Pie’s, while her two fuckbuddies giggle at her excitement.

“So,” asks Red off camera, “wanna tell everypony out there why you've decided to join our little soiree?”

“Well, I was going to observe this event and study the varying reactions of Equestria and beyond. A sort of massive social experiment.” Even as she speaks, her arms keep her breasts pushed out ever so slightly. A classic maneuver to keep viewers horny even when you're doing absolutely nothing.

“I see.” says Red. “And what made you change your mind?”

Twilight, smiles, turning her head over to Luna and running a hand up the blue alicorns built thigh. “She called and asked why I would simply watch the experiment, knowing I could get far better results from being a part of the experiment.”

“I couldn’t very well leave out my sister's protégé and her highly fuckable friends, could I?” laughs Luna, leaning over to nuzzle into Twilight’s mane and draw a giggle from the mare, which turns into a gasp and shiver as Tia runs a hand up one of Twilight’s wings. The three all shoot each other a look of fierce nigh uncontrollable lust… making the sexual tension mount, just as planned.

Gasps can be heard from at least two ponies from behind the camera, as well as a soft thud of something being dropped against the floor.

Red took the topic and ran with it. “I’m sorry, did you say your protégé and her friends?”

“Why yes!” answers Celestia, almost as gleeful as Twilight now. Her hand gently traces one of Twilight’s wings as it starts to gently pulsated. “I learned a long time ago; if Twilight’s in it, her friends are in it… and that includes m-ah!” Celestia is cut off, gasping as Twilight nips at her neck. The teacher looks back down and her student with a look of absolute, searing hot lust. “Naughty, naughty… “

Red knew there was a sort of… art to the pre-fuck conversation. Within the short talk both the director and the actors both had a role to fulfill. The actor or actress has to entice the viewer fully, not only arousing them, but displaying their personality. This makes them far more sexy, due to the perfect combination of mind melting beauty, mountains of sex appeal, and great personality. They can also warn the viewer about anything they may not be into that pops up in the video.

The director, on the other hand, has to establish trust between themselves and the actors. Boundaries, safewords, even allergies if need be. It also helps flesh out the personality of the actor more so.

“So is this going to be Twilight’s first time?” Red continues.

“Oh heavens no!” proclaims Luna. “She's been with me countless times before, and my sister even more than me.”

“Ooooh.” Red says, focusing the camera on Twilight. “So the Princess of Friendship ain't so pure, huh?”

“Hehe… I suppose not.” snickers Twilight. “But it wasn't my fault. Celestia made sure the day I lost my virginity became a day long fuck fest. Both pleasurable and a quick and efficient method of learning about different positions, kinks, and so on.” Twilight punctuated that last part with a quick yet sensual peck on Celestia’s lips. An action that set the comments ablaze with ‘Dawwws’ and ‘Aawwws’ and ‘Ooooohs~.

Celestia flicked her ethereal mane with an unmistakable expression of pride. “Tis true. Taught her how to suck, stroke, lick, take vaginal, take anal, eat ass, gang fuck… I even opened her horn and fucked her in her magic!”

“Ho-o-oly shit!” Red laughs. “She took your cock in her horn!”

“Mine too.” Luna adds, drawing herself closer to the two, tired of being left out of all the fun. “And me and my sister have taken each other in the horns…” She kisses at the top of one of Twilight’s wings, nibbling up her shoulder and to her neck. Twilight responds with a coo and an involuntary fluff of her wings, and then gasps when Celestia takes hold of her soft, perky pillows, making sure the nipples are between her index and middle fingers so they are teased with each fondle. The flush on her cheeks spreading quickly. Her lips staying parted as she starts to breath heavier, causing her endowments to sway even more with each breath. The soft mounds straining against the robe enclosing them.

Red moves in with his camera, getting closer to the starting threesome. Celestia and Luna pull in closer to Twilight, kissing at her neck and back, and along the wings.

“Finally getting started?” Red asks sarcastically.

“Oh absolutely.” says Luna, voice heavy with sexual aggression. “I've been waiting for so long to do this on camera… and I couldn't ask for a better cock pleaser to start with.”

The princesses laugh for a quick moment, before immediately returning to their sloppy make out session. Celestia, taking that as a signal to really get things started, pulls down the front of Twilight’s robe letting her breasts flop free, her dark-purple nips hardening further as they're exposed to the cool air. The white alicorn goes back to her fondling, eliciting a moan from her student as her bare breasts are finally groped by her teacher.

She has always loved Twilight’s breasts, but she's been absolutely addicted to them since her ascension. So full and ripe, always threatening to burst out of even the most modest of clothing, forcing her to bite her lips in public and at important royal meetings just to suppress the urge to stick her cock in between them in front of everyone. Let them watch as she covers her in liquid appreciation.

Behind Twilight, Luna lowers her hands and grips Twilight’s glorious booty, grinning madly, kneading and groping at the soft jiggly flesh. She's so excited to be doing this with her… especially from behind. She knows as well as her sister what the new alicorn likes and is more than happy to give it to her.

“Still doing squats I see…” says Luna, emphasizing with a slap and a grope.

Twilight winces for a moment, biting her lips. “Well, speaking statistically, the more fit my ass is, the more it pleases you two…” She wiggles it back into Luna's roaming hands, earned a pleased ‘oooooh’ from the horny aliherm.

“You know, you're doing a little too well.” Red says. “You sure you haven't done this before miss Sparkle?”

“Mmmm… not that I can remember.” says Twilight. “Just a little of… ‘private homework’ with Celestia.”

Celestia forces a whimper from her horny student with a run of her tongue driving across the nape of her neck. “Yeah. Lot's of long, hard, sweaty, passionate homework.”

As the three continue to feel and fondle one another, an overhead camera notices the bulges that are starting to form in the crotches of all three alicorns, slight twitching visible through the fabric as the trio of mare-cocks respond to the raw lust the three of them are displaying.

“Well hello there…” says Red, zooming in on the growing, cloaked erections. “Looks like some friends are coming out to play!”

“I've been waiting to whip them out since we started!” Luna moans into Twilight’s shoulder, reaching around to join her sister's hands as they fondle Twilight. She targets the unoccupied nipples and rolls them in between her fingers.

All three alicorns grope, nibble, scratch, and even bite each other, drawing lusty moans and sharp hisses and gasps from one another with each touch.

The camera floats upward and hovers above them, catching the whole scene and making sure the growing bulges are at the center of it. As the tents in their robes pitch higher and higher, the princesses get bolder and bolder. Luna humps her growing erection between Twilight’s cheeks, her whole body quivering with nearly uncontrollable lust. She knows she's going to get Twilight’s anus, and can’t wait to feel that trained, dark purple ring clench, tremble, and quiver as it stretches around her. Celestia's sucking Twilight’s breasts now, grazing her teeth along the hardened nubs of flesh as her tongue wiggles against them and her hands knead and fondle the fleshy globes.

Twilight is lost in it all. In the front, her hands find their way to Tia’s breasts, her hands sliding into the already tuant robes, her fingers sinking deep into the pliant mounds as she grabs them hard, making the solar princess gasp. Twilight tugs on the massive tits, pulling them free of their confinement, letting the luscious orbs hang unrestrained, revealed for their expectant audience. , digging her nails into the soft flesh as she continues to grope and knead at them . Behind her, her ass cheeks hug and caress the dark, turgid, growing member of Princess Luna; the exquisite feeling drawing a heated whimper from Twilight’s lips. Luna herself is just as aroused, cooing at the soft flesh massaging her growing, clothed spear.

As the cameras watch, the robes stretch and strain as they struggle to contain more and more of the princesses’ length. Ponies and all other manner of creature, all over the world, watch in awe as the robes stretch to their limits. Somewhat outlining the fat, unflared heads of the massive princess scepters. Soon, even the cloth starts to visibly throb, dark stains forming at the peak of the bulges as the princesses stop their teasing to look up at the camera with heavy, sensual eyes. Filled with a heated, aroused happiness that commonly spread across the faces of mares during estrus.

“Ask us nicely, and will let our friends out…” Celestia practically coos.

Within seconds, the chat screen erupts. Ponies and more crying out from all over the globe to see the things that these slutty, cock lusting demi gods had teased in their first little tryst.

Ponuts=frutloops: It starts with “f” and ends with “uck”... Firetruck!
Lord_S.: re: Pull out those fire hoses, ‘cause ‘dat middle one is SMOKIN’!
YourMom’sAccount: oh dear gods please, please let those be real
ButtMasher: Holy shit, this is the hottest thing I've ever seen! Get those cocks out front and center!
SweetBerry: Oh fuck… my cunt’s dripping already. Somepony please tell me this site will be selling life sized replicas of those beasts!
Anon_Fucker: I don’t care how gay it sounds, my cock is so damn hard to see your cocks right now!

“Good little subjects… mmm…” purrs Luna, her snout rubbing right against Twilight’s ear. All three mares push the covered cock together, sighing out their pleasure as they rub against each other. Red was ecstatic; nothing quite like some big dick frottage to get viewers blood flowing.

Twilight whimpers, eyelids heavy. “Goddesses that feels good… big, fat cocks rubbing up against mine… throbbing into me.”

“We should do this later.” says Luna, rubbing her head against her sister's. “Just put hot, moist towels over them and grind our dicks together until our balls are empty.”

“Fuck yeah…” sighs Celestia. “But for now… let's give the ponies what they want.”

Celestia grabs her robes at the same time as her two partners, and pulls the fabric across her hardened shaft with them, all three groaning as their hard-ons spring free. Each one wet and shining with sweat.

Twilight's cock was beautiful; large and thick, clocking in at an astounding twenty inches, bringing her just under Luna's near two foot cock. Of course, it looks even larger on her body, due to her disproportionate body size compared to the other two alicorns. During the long hard reveal, something catches Red's eye, making him focus the camera on Twilight’s cock a bit more than the others.

“Twilight,” Red asks. “is your cock… I dunno… squirming?”

Twilight smiles, moving her purple pike closer to the camera. With nary a flex, or even a grunt, the veins on her shaft start… moving. Undulating and wiggling just beneath the skin. The strangest part though, is that it doesn't seem like it's something inside her cock, but more so, like the cock itself is shifting… almost looking like it was alive.

“What the fuck?” blurts Critical. With a small chuckle and a tsk, Twilight lifts Red's camera back to her face, smirking at it.

“A little surprise for later…” Twilight teases, petting her own squirming cock.

Luna and Celestia pressed their own hard, throbbing cocks against Twilight’s beast, shivering in delight as the undulating thing sends pleasant little twinges of pleasure through their groins.

“Finally!” grunts Luna as she pulls the smaller herm up onto her knees, flicking aside the part of Twilight’s robe still covering her ass. “I've been waiting to do this on camera!”

While Luna's erection hotdogs Twilight’s purple buns, the purple alicorn herself nuzzles into her teacher's neck, nibbling across her collarbone and down to her large soft bosoms.

“Mmmm Twilight?” asks Celestia, one of her hands tracing her student’s wing. “While I'm definitely one for teasing… can we just skip to the part where you show all the horny folks watching what a natural cock sucker you are?”

Twilight’s response is a chuckle and grin, drawing a gasping whimper from Celestia as the larger alicorn pushes herself back from her former student, until her unflared head sits right below Twilight’s eager mouth. Too lust crazed for any further foreplay, the younger alicorn swirls her tongue around the older one’s head. Celestia hisses while her eyes roll back uncontrollably, every nerve in her body drowns in the satisfaction that spreads from her groin.

As Twilight progresses, popping the head into her mouth and sucking it like a lollipop, Celestia inadvertently poses in the throes of passion, her arms folding upwards and hands reaching back to grasp and bunch up her mane. As soon as she does, Vintage moves in with his camera. He flies up to her breasts, making sure to get both giant white orbs on camera. They almost seem to move and shift on their own, manipulated by mere gravity due to their mass alone.

Noticing the camera, Celestia reaches down and angles it up at her, her breast still in the frame alongside her sultry gaze.

“You all want these, don’t you…?” she asks, pressing her breasts together and groping them. They move and jiggle together like ripe fruits filled to the brim with rich juices. She hooks one arm underneath, moaning as she stimulates herself, and pushes the other arm in between them, pumping it up and down ever so slightly.

“To suck on them. To feel the milk running down your throat and warm your belly… or perhaps you want to fuck them? Whip out your cocks and slide them in between and all over… right up until you splatter me with your thick, virile loads…”

Celestia visibly shudders, throwing her head back with a hardy ‘uung’ as Twilight’s sucking gets nastier and louder. Looking back down at the camera, Celestia grabs it and brings it up to plant a kiss on its lens and wink to her audience. “Maybe someday, if you are very, very lucky, and leave plenty of hot, filthy comments about what you want to do to them.” The next second, during yet another loud moan from the trembling, amazonian-esque matriarch, she forces Vin’s camera underneath Twilight, letting it go once it's there.

With this new angle, viewers are treated to quite the sight; Twilight’s huge, perky sweater pillows bounce and jiggle as the cock just in front of them is shoved further and further into Twilight’s throat. Right below the massive pillar of hard flesh, Celestia's balls shift and quake like a gurgling cauldron of her godly spooge.

Every time she slides down, Twilight gags. Not too harshly, but enough for anyone within earshot to hear it… and the rhythmic pattern making it obvious just what she's being made to swallow. Most obscene, however, is that the bulge in her throat is so long and large, it actually shows up right above her breasts. Very slightly parting the very top of her cleavage.

Celestia's hands reach down, grabbing Twilight’s hefty breasts and fondling them. White fingers sink into the pliant, firm flesh and roll it around. She alternates as well, going from squeezing and kneading to shaking them. Then clapping them together; Twilight’s masterful BJ on full display every time the two globes separate, only to be obscured as they smack into each other again and again.

The hand on the left goes back up above Twilight while the other reaches over to smack Twilight’s breasts, the impact reverberating into the neighboring breast for a very pleasant looking giggle. Up ahead of her tits, her increased, louder gags reveal what the other hand went up to do.

“That's right, Twilight…” says Celestia. “Take every inch… right down to the balls.” To add to her own pleasure, plus Twilight’s, Celestia slides a hand under her trembling balls and fingers her own gushing marehood and then lathers the juices onto her cock. The exquisite mixture of her teacher's pussy juices and precum sends Twilight into a state of blissful euphoria. Her own cock leaking a steady stream of pre.

Meanwhile, as Twilight deepthroats Celestia, Critical zooms in on Luna as she forces Twilight to groan around Tia’s cock, her own cock sliding between the purple cheeks to tease her waiting anus. It tickles her in all the right ways. Almost as if it's gingerly kissing the underside of her juicy mare-cock.

“I can feel it quivering you know…” teases Luna. “That pretty, needy little hole you keep hidden in between these succulent cheeks until its good and ready.”

Luna's free hand slides over the fine hair of Twilight’s backside, stopping every now and then to squeeze and massage her.

“You want it in there, right? To feel the ring stretch and strain. To feel that fullness deep in your gut… but that's not all you want, is it?”

To emphasize her next point, Luna pulls back, spreading Twi’s thick ass cheeks apart so everypony watching can see as the Lunar Princess presses her cockhead against Twilight’s quivering anus, using just enough pressure to make the tight hole start to pucker, just the tiniest additional push away from being forced wide open.. Across from her, Celestia groans as she feels Twilight’s teeth graze just above her base, the purple alicorn stopping herself from biting down at full strength.

“You want it dry, don't you? You want it to sting! To feel that pretty little ass pussy getting destroyed!” She further emphasizes with another push, Twilight’s asshole clenching in response as the very tip of of Luna’s cock flesh is forced into her.

Twilight doesn't say anything, but instead moans loudly around Celestia's cock. Her tongue squirming against the underside.

“HHNNNG! Just fuck her ass, Luna!” grunts a frustrated Celestia. “I want to finish together and you're making that really, really difficult.

Luna giggles, placing her hands on Twilight’s hips. “Very well…”

With little warning, Luna pushes forward. At first Twilight’s natural reflexes repel the attempted intrusion, but with a bit of focus, her anal ring starts to relax. Above her, Luna grunts as the ring starts to stretch around her, the lack of lubrication making it pull at her cocks flesh as it slides in nice and slow. Finally, with a nudge, the head pops in, the shock making Twilight choke on Celestia involuntarily.

“There we go.” says Luna, running a hand up Twilight’s back. “Now be a good girl and take it all.”

Luna starts humping. Not too fast or hard, but enough to go deeper each time. Enough to the point where Twilight can't even move her head anymore, breathing through her nose like Tia taught her while her throat spasms and ripples along her succulent cock. All the while her own cock twitches as the feelings emanating for her currently-being-abused ass drowned her in a perfect mixture of pleasure and agony. The burning was the best part for her. The searing, white hot delight of her assets being strained almost to breaking. No magic to stop that from happening either… just training and sheer willpower.

Finally it came; as inch after wonderful inch is speared into her needy little hole, Twilight finally feels Luna's balls rest against her pussy. That huge, domineering cock is hilted all the way into Twilight’s guts! Between the massive rod violating her ass, and the even larger one spearing her throat she is utterly stuffed. Thinking she can almost feel the two sisters’ cocks pressing against each other inside of her.

Growling, fingers digging into Twilight’s booty meat, Luna takes a knee and plants a hoof to the side of Twilight, grinding her cock around in the tight little hole. “Do you want me to start now or let you slide into her pussy?”

Before Celestia can answer, Twilight yanks herself off of Celestia's cock. Having to push her entire body upwards to get enough room with Luna’s ass filling cock keeping her from moving backwards. Arching her back enough that her massive breasts end up dragging across Celestia’s shaft by the time she is able to speak. “I want her inside me!”

Luna and Celestia pause for a moment, dumbfounded by Twilight’s eagerly voracious behavior.

“Hehe,” Celestia chuckles. “I guess the decision has been made for me.”

Luna helps Twi up the rest of the way, bringing her into a passionate kiss from behind. Twilight whimpers into her while her hand runs up Luna's side.

It was hard (pun intended) for Celestia to get positioned under Twilight at the right angle to drive her cock home into her waiting, dripping pussy due to her massive cock size. But, like always, Celestia need only rely on her sister for help. A blue aura envelops both Twilight and Luna, lifting them into the air just enough so that Tia can slide right under, running her cockhead against the dangling purple balls as she does so, smearing them with Twilight’s own saliva.

Once there, a single nod to Luna has Twilight lowering slowly onto the sun Goddess’s breeding stick. Critical's camera follows the action while the two beautiful mares moan and groan in the background, huge white cock sliding into sopping wet marehood. Critical made sure to get in close so that all viewers watching could see every vein and bump of that massive royal phallus as sweet mare juices run down its leather outside. See how tight Twilight’s cunt lips are forced to stretch to take the massive shaft. The sheer girth even forces her legs to spread open a bit wider. Up above the messy union, Twilight’s belly now bulges obscenely as Luna's cock forces her sister's outward into Twilight’s stomach.

“Oh yes…” moans Twilight. “I always miss this when you're not around…” She reaches down and caresses the cock caused belly bump, gasping as she feels Celestia and Luna’s throbbing shafts rubbing against each other through her stretched, abused inner walls.

“As do I…” sighs Celestia. Wrapping her hands around Twi’s waist, slowly inching her shaft deeper and deeper. Finally, she feels the head of her cock slam into Twilight’s inner barrier. The hard shaft pressing against the tight ring of her cock-socks cervix, but still several inches of throbbing mare meat yet to be forced into moaning slut...

Twilight's at a loss for words; inside of her, she can feel the throbbing, quivering masses of flesh, each one stretching and reshaping her holes. Her body aches for more, to feel them move and thrust. To feel them pound away at her body and soul.

Luckily for her, she didn't even need to ask. With yet another growl, Luna pulls out of Twilight’s abused backdoor, and then slams back in at full force, the purple mare screaming as her ass is reamed raw. Celestia's just as eager, pumping into Twilight’s fast and rough, right from the start as she growls and grunts. Her hands reach upwards to marehandle Twilight’s tits, squeezing the funbags roughly while she pulverizes Twilight’s purple pole holder.

Over and over Twilight’s filled, the sound of smacking flesh filling the room alongside of grunts, moans, and groans. Redlight’s camera flies around the scene to capture every possible angle. Twilight can't contain herself, letting the most sultry moans and the most aggressive grunts leave her mouth through clenched teeth. Her hands rubbing and caress her member, which continues its strange, almost lively squirming. Behind her, Luna's force has doubled! Only half of her blue booty breaker leaves now, surging right back in. Celestia is even worse though, with only a small bit of her nearly fully hilted cock leaving before she thrusts back in, creating a rapid jabbing thrust that never leaves Twilight empty, and constantly assaults her senses with the feeling of cock battering against her cervix… loosening it up for the eventual penetration.

“Oh oh oh oh, oh yeah, oh.” Twilight whimpers. “Fuck it harder Luna. Fuck my ass until even light can't escape its gravitational pull!”

Luna smack her rump hard, earn a gasping moan from Twilight. “Ask again. Simpler this time!”

“Fuck it into a black hole!”

Luna smacks her twice this time. Full force on each cheek. “We are not in the mood for such un-erotic allegories, you harlot of a princess! Give us sexy! Give us debauchery!”

Celestia gets in on the action, pinching her students tits hard, grabbing her nipples and pulling, stretching the massive tits as far as she can.”Tell all those horny watchers stroking their hard cocks at you how bad you really want it.”

In her desperation to please Luna and Celestia, Twilight resorts to a reference that earns the cheekiest of grins from Celestia.

“Make me gape like Starswirl! Please!”

Luna laughs, drawing out of Twilight to the head and leaning over to her ear, hissing through her teeth while she pulls at her mane. “That's a good bitch!”

She spears back into Twilight, further brutalizing the trained back door. Before she starts thrusting again, she repositions, resting both hooves on the bed next to Tia’s hips. She jackhammer her cock into Twilight’s dirt road at a pace equal to her sister's own rapid pounding, ensuring that Twilight’s anus will definitely resemble that of Celestia's old protege from years gone by.

“Now to... top… this all… off… open it Twilight.” huffs Celestia. The next second, Twilight focuses on the entry into her womb, opening it to exposes her deepest depths and, with a howl of pain infused pleasure, accepts Celestia's shaft into her baby factory.

“Oh yes! Let me fuck that tight little womb!” Celestia snarls. Her hands fall from Twilight’s breasts, sliding down along her belly until it slides onto her throbbing hermhood whilst Twilight’s hands come up to replace Celestia's on her needy tits. She starts with her usual strokes… but notices something… strange, to say the least. As she strokes her cock, the cock seems to stroke back. Each sweet spot she touches seems to push back into her hand… almost as if it's trying to increase its own pleasure.

Vintage flies his camera into the mix and zooms in on Twilight’s midriff. There, where her womb is located, an even bigger bulge pulses with each thrust… Celestia wasn't kidding. Before people could truly start to admire Twilight’s belly bulging, the camera is yanked up by Celestia. She brings it to Twilight’s face, eyes fluttering and tongue hanging, and asks, “Tell them… mmph… Twilight… when did… arrgghh…. when did you let someone… fuck you into your womb?!” She grips hard on Twilight’s shaft as it struggles against her hand.

“My first time!” Twilight moans, gasping as Luna continues to slap her ass in rapid succession. “When you took my virginity! When you fucked my for a whole da-a-a-ay!”

“Yes! Yes!” Now Celestia puts her own hooves to the mattress! Using the leverage to thrust upward. Both she and Luna wail out the added pleasure now that their balls collide every other thrust.

“What did you do that day?! What did you become?!” Celestia emphasizes with a huge, womb stretching thrust, along with a rake of her nails across her throbbing wings.

“A slut! Your slut!” Twilight screams. This time, she reaches behind herself to spank Luna, spurring the snorting alicock to assfuck her hard. “I deepthroated you! Swallowed your load! Gave you all my holes! Let you and your guards ganbang me! Got showered in cum! I even let you fuck me in my magic!”

Twilight threw her head back, horngasming as she screams, pure mana splattering across Luna's blissed out face. The blue alicorn licks up the liquid magic that falls around her mouth, groping one tit with her hand while the other digs its nails into Twilight’s ass flesh.

“Do you want more? Who am I kidding, you're my slut! Of course you want more!” Celestia slaps one of Twilight’s breasts and traces her fingers up one of Twilight’s wriggling cock veins, sending a quake through her whole body.

In her lust crazed abandon, Twilight glares over at Redlight, eyeing him with an obvious hunger in her eyes. Said eyes fall to his bulging pants, mouth watering for the presence of a thick, juicy cock.

“I want Red's cock down my throat…”

Redlight can be heard laughing behind the camera, rubbing the bulge, in his pants. It's not the first time a starlet brought him into things. He brings a camera over and takes it in hand for a pov style shot.

“Well,” he says, camera drawing closer to Twilight as her face lit up with glee. “if you insist…”

As he walks over, his pants are dropped to the floor, the sound audible through the camera. When he's finally in front of her, her eyes lighting up and her head bobbing in tune with the thrusts into her body, Red's throbbing cock makes its way onto the screen. Hovering just in front of her waiting mouth.

“Show all of Equestria how good you are at this…”

With a look of determination, Twilight swirls her tongue around his head right before swallowing his erection whole, never once breaking eye contact with the camera.

Red moans, throwing his head back whilst keeping the camera focused on the cock lusting royal. With his hand on the back of her head, Red drew out to his medial ring and thrust back in all they way, fucking hard into Twilight’s throat like a worn fleshlight. Her eyes turn a slight shade of red as she lets tears flow from her eyes, her throat tightening to heighten her gag reflex.

“Yeah… service your little subject… Ooooh the way you use that tongue!”

Vintage’s camera keeps focus on Celestia, her face visibly giddy and hands now squeezing Red's decently plump tush. “My my! Such a juicy ponut…”

Red doesn't say anything. He just lifts his tail to the side and turns to expose a twitching sphincter ready to get wet and loosened. Celestia takes the invitation, diving in between his cheeks and lapping at his winking pucker.

Vintage’s camera takes in the scene from the side, slowly spinning around it. Twilight's lips seem glued to the shaft, gripping and sliding across the member as the sloppiness, loudest noises come from her maw as pony meat plows it. Every now and then she releases his member, only to lick up and down the sides, slobbering on the head while her hand fiddles with his balls, eyes still staring at the camera, hungry and excited. All the while, her breasts jiggle and sway to the rhythmic pattern of the fellatio show she's putting on for Equestria.

Behind Red, Celestia enjoys the chocolate starfish that he brought to her figurative table. Noticing the camera, Celestia smiles and moves her snout to the side to give viewers a better look at her work. She flicks her tongue against the spit shined ring and spits on it for added effect, winking as the tongue pops inside and pushes her snout into his cheeks fully. Her eyes flutter shut as she takes in the smell and taste of the stallion's stretchy hole as her tongue pushes as deep as it can. Motorboating occurs of course, cheeks wiggling and tongue thrashing about inside of him.

Celestia pulls back, strands of saliva and a few stray pubic hairs clinging to her face as she moans. “By the Gods… I can still taste my cock in yo-MMMGHLR!”

Before she can finish, Red's crimson aura pushes her face right back in, the offending stallion hissing as her majesty’s tongue is shoved right back under his tail.

“Don’t you stop!” Red growls. “You suck that ponut! Dig it out!”

His thrusting is steady, Celestia's head following the movements as he does, motorboating his cheeks. He's been double teamed like this before; tongue in the rear and throat around his cock. But nothing quite like this. Celestia's thick tongue is smooth and strong, caressing his anal ring and stretching it at the same time, feathering across his prostate every now and then.

“So ah…what was that about ‘gaping like Starswirl?'” asks Red.

Twilight pulls off slowly, slurping and suckling on Red's juicy cock until the head exits with a wet pop, wiggling her tongue around to taste the shimmering strands of saliva and pre. “Most of Celestia's personal students double as fuck buddies…” she explains. One of her hands rubs Red's head while the other rolls his balls around in its fingers. “He loved actual balls almost as much as crystal ones… ooooh! Pound that womb you fat cocked sun bitch!”

“Almost?” asks Red, grunting as Celestia growls into his sloppy ponut while adding more force to her rapid thrust to further devastate Twilight’s cock molded insides.

Twilight giggles. “Of course. Can't be an arch mage without dedication.” Twilight slides her tongue under the head and lets the sway of her body rub it against his glans while she looks into the camera.

Red coos at the attention, scratching behind Twilight’s ear as she works. “Well he's not the only one… but he didn't get to do this, did he? Get on his knees for the whole of Equestria and please three cocks at once? Might be a bit jealous looking down on you right now, huh?”

“Maybe even jealous enough for his vengeful spirit to fuck me…” she growls, eyelids heavy. “Ooooh! That could be a fascinating venture into the realm of spirit sex!”

Red chuckles and pats her bobbing head. “Hehe, maybe later. For now, since you obviously love playing with balls as much as he did… mind sucking mine?”

Twilight trails her tongue across the underside with a smile, sending a shudder through Red when she trails her tongue across each taught orb.

“Mind if I take over up here?” Luna's face enters the scene with a horny grin. “Getting a little jealous of Twilight back here…”

Luna licks up one side of Red's cock, all the way up to his head, and then deepthroats him immediately, fucking her face on his rod without hesitation even as her hips pound deep into Twilight’s intestines.

“Mmmm… be my guest… bet no one else can say they've had their cock sucked by three alicorns in one day… oh, swallow that juicy dick you big blue gobbler.”

Outside of the group, Vin’s camera takes in the whole scene. Twilight's whole body is shaking with the full force of two alicorns plundering her depths. Luna is hunched over with a fat cock in her throat as she gurgles and sucks on it happily, her hips a flurry behind her as she reams Twilight’s ass hard. Below all of them, Celestia thrusts upward into Twilight, brutalizing her womb with each devastating thrust while her mouth is occupied with Red's succulent sphincter. Her hand is still on Twilight’s mysterious squirming cock as it seems to rub back into her fingers like a purring cat, Twilight’s own hand coming down every now and then the scratch around the unflared ridges of her head… almost like she's scratching something behind its ears.

Critical's camera focuses on something more specific. Mainly the pounding going on behind Twilight. Critical zooms in on it, capturing the beautiful scenery in all its splendor. Luna's dark blue shaft and Celestia's grayish white one slide in and out at a breathtaking pace. Twilight's holes practically follow them too, anus stretching outward as Luna pulls back whilst Tia's cock is practically sucked on by Twilight’s succulent pussy lips.

Luna's is coated in a thick mixture of pre and anal juices from her rough violating of Twilight’s bowels, the front of her balls probably coated in the same. Twilight’s hole itself looks visibly stretched and wet, no doubt going to gape tremendously from Luna's assault. More intoxicating, however, is the massive blue globes shaking and clapping beneath the cock, and the dripping, thick lipped marehood gushing in between them. Its own juices mixing with the sweaty balls and making them drip with her excitement; steam fogging up the camera from the sheer heat of the anal tryst.

Celestia's cock shines with the spurting mare juices flowing from Twilight’s reddened, pulverized pussy, balls flinging the natural lube at the camera with each shake as she thrusts. Below her, the bedsheets are dark with the gushing liquid from her own marehood as testament to Twilight’s need.

“Okay Luna, that's enough. Let Twilight get back to work. Gonna cum soon.” Luna does as asked, releasing Red's member as Twilight comes back up to engulf him yet again. “Good princess… don't stop… gonna give you a treat soon.”

Luna moans out to the heavens; her orgasm approaching as well, and from the look on her sister's face, so is hers.

“Sister… we've done so much… how about we let Twilight work for her reward?”

Celestia gives a pleasured shudder, pulling away from Red momentarily. “Yes, that would be perfect… wouldn't it Twilight?”

Twilight doesn't answer, opting to simply moan around Red, slurping him roughly.

“Oh Gods… hurry it up! I'm gonna cream her throat in like, forty-five seconds!” Red huffs.

Celestia and Luna stop at their medial rings and let half of their shafts rest inside her. Twilight, picking up on the hint, pumps her hips, filling both holes with thick princess meat. Her ass cheeks jiggle in time with her thrusts, sending a pleasant vibration through Luna's quivering member with each bounce. Pounding, quivering, and gushing all fill Critical's screen as Twilight bounces herself onto the to pulsating pounders violating her in her deepest places. She works those cocks like a pro, wiggling and shaking her hips in all the right ways to get Luna and Celestia hooked on her holes.

In front, Twilight sucks off Red like the thickest, tastiest hard candy she's ever tasted, licking his balls every time she deepthroats him. Red can't believe such a prim and proper princess has been hiding away such an oral talent. If all her friends were this good on their knees, Red knew where his cock might be for the majority of his time in Ponyville.

Celestia's tongue batters Red's prostate again and again, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine and into his brain. With his ass getting orally ravaged, and the sloppy blowjob Twilight’s giving him, He’s finally pushed past his limit as his load bursts out like a flood over a dam. The first massive rush of thick jizz rushing down her throat as she struggles to swallow it all, only serving to milk his cock even harder. After the first few waves of his seed pour into her he pulls back, sliding out of her throat till his cum was pouring directly into her mouth.

“Hold it a bit before you swallow… let Equestria see it.” Red moans, tracing his fingers around Twilight’s still sensitive horn. He knew unicorns sucked harder if you played with their horn a bit… or a least he knew he did.

Twilight's eyes rolled back heavily as Red slams his hips into her snout. With Celestia still milking his prostate, every spurt is like a liquid cannon blast splashing into her throat. The deluge of cum goes on and on, extended by the rough oral treatment of Red's behind. Cum seeps out around Twilight’s lips, dripping down her chin and into her cleavage, while a few drops even seem to bubble up through her nose. The burning sensation leaves her rolled eyes wet with tears, combining with the sweat matted fur and disheveled mane to build the look of a perfect, near mind breaking face fuck for all of Equestria to see.

Red pulls out and cleans himself off on her cheeks and mane, further marking her as a royal Equestrian sex fiend, as well as the other princesses by association. “Now swirl it around for our audience. Blow some bubbles too.”

Twilight opens her mouth, thick gooey strands bridging her lips. The creamy pool inside her mouth swirls with the movement of her tongue whilst bubble form a frothy top layer the spills slightly out of the side. The taste is magical to Twilight. Thick and creamy, rich, and most importantly, that sweet nectar that Celestia has made her so accustomed to.

“Now swallow it all!”

Twilight closes her mouth, licking her lips once right before gulping the load down greedily. She opens wide, smiling, to show her empty mouth to all those watching in Equestria and beyond.

“So fucking hot!” Red grunts, slapping his softening cock against her cum coated cheek.

Celestia finally, and reluctantly pulls away from Red's ass, spitting on the ring one last time. “I'm next… you ready Twilight? Gonna take all of it?”

Twilight can't even moan any more. She only whimpers and gasps as she fills her holes with the meat of the Sun and Moon. “Yes… I… I need it…”

“Need what?” asks Celestia. Her thrusts get harder, vibrations emanating from her womb and into her stomach whilst Luna plunders her bowels, every ounce of flesh in between endlessly, constantly quaking; sending wave after wave of pleasure through Twilight’s lower body. Like an earthquake warning, but with giant, sloppy orgasms instead of widespread destruction.

“Your cum!” she whimpers.

“My what?”

“You're jizz!”

“What?”

“Your spooge!”

“Hmmm?”

“Baby batter!”

“Didn't quite catch that.”

“Ball beer!”

“What now?”

“Testicular tartar sauce!”

“One mo-”

Twilight leans down, looking Celestia right in her eyes as their breasts press against one another. “I will cast an Elasticity spell, teleport into your womb, and force you to birth me.”

Celestia's ears flop downward… she remembers the last time she didn't take a threat from Twilight seriously. A week long cock ring curse can make you ruin a whole room when the week ends.

Twilight smiles for a moment, only to be brought back into her sex ravaged state by a hard thrust from Luna. The blue alicorn is ready to breed her new co-ruler’s accommodating ass. “Surely this slut hasn't forgotten us, has she?”

Twilight shakes her head, doing everything she can to hold her ‘surprise’ back, keeping herself on the edge of orgasm.

“Good little slut… mmm… can't wait to finish what I've started inside you. Pump this sloppy hole with my warm, steaming payload. Maybe I'll pull out near the end. Cover your back and wings in the last few spurts. Would little Slutlight like that? Back covered in Mistress Luna's seed? Marked for all of Equestria to see as the wanton little slut you are?” She runs a hand slowly up Twilight’s spine while Twilight’s bounces back onto her cock.

Twilight bounces giddily between them, smashing her breasts against Celestia's. “Yeysyesyesyesyesyes…!”

Both of her hands are vigorously beating her meat, feeling it squirm and undulate with every tug. Har balls are lit up with her own magic as she telepathically fondles and rolls them, cum sloshing within as it aches for release… her surprise begging to be let free… to reveal itself to the world.

Celestia and Luna don't need words for what comes next. The slam into the hilt together, gurgling, churning balls slapping together and caressing one another as both princesses grind their shafts inside Twilight. They throb hard, each pulse nudging Twilight’s inside in some fantastic way. Their moans mount, louder and louder with each second as bodies start to quiver. ‘Almost!’Twilight tells herself. ‘Almost time!’

Celestia leans up to nibble at Twilight’s ear. “You've been a good girl… so here's your reward!”

Celestia and Luna let go, As one the Royal Sisters release their pent up loads into their living fuck-doll. Twilight’s stomach visibly deforming from the force of the blasts. Over and over the debaucherous pair flood her body with their potent seed, each crying out, loud, whinnying scream of passion, lust, and relief. In seconds Twilight’s stomach bloats to the point she looks pregnant. A few more heavy blast of royal jizz and it’s with triplets. Waves of spunk pour out around the thick cocks spreading her holes tight. She coughs a bit, unsure if it was just a bit of Red’s spunk she felt in her throat, or Luna’s torrent rushing up from the other end. Twilight edges herself hard, barely holding back her own cock's imminent squirting. Her hands roam around her own shaft, gingerly teasing it as its flesh squirms and wriggles under her attention, and it looks to be getting thicker as well.

“Oh fuck! Yes! Squeeze me with that ass while I jizz in it!” growls Luna as she slaps Twilight’s ass hard. “Take all of our godly nectar into your slutty body, you whore!”

Celestia didn't say much, deciding instead to moan and whimper her appreciation as she feeds Twilight’s womb more and more. Critical's camera watched closely as cum seeped back out around the touching testicles, flowing down the giant white orbs of Celestia's groin and mixing with the juices expelled from her own marehood.

As the proverbial cherry on top, Luna pulls Twilight back by her mane, grunting in her ear. “Spread those wings, meat. We wish to make them gleam with our sexual glory!”

She lets go of Twilight and smirks as the purple fuck toy does as told. Her throbbing wings spread to full span, the very sight of the beautiful appendages on display milking another virile rope from Luna into Twilight’s guts. “Good girl. Now take it!”

She pulls out her pulsating prick and hotdogs it in between Twilight’s cheeks, geysers of thick, steaming cum spraying across her wings, plastering the feathers together like a gooey cement.

Luna notices Vin’s camera off to the side filming the group as a whole. Smiling devilishly, she swings around, cock still gushing semen, and coats the waterproof camera's lens with ropes of her thick load.

“Take it you filthy perverts!” she jeers. “Take the royal jizz you all thirst for!”

Those in the comments respond directly to Luna's outburst. Viewers thirsting and lusting after her succulent blue scepter.

Cunning_Linguist: well, can't really call myself a true lesbian now…
LustyM0lestia: fuck its hard to type wiht one hnd, 3hawt5me
SweetBerry: Fuck, Fuck! I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve cum to this!
BZCLover: that is so h-WAIT! Purple Dick moved!
New2Town:re: KILL IT WITH SNU SNU!
CocklestiaFan27: Bottle that fucking shit and sell it!

Finally, the two orgasms seem to die down, with Luna's constant spurts across Twilight’s back slowing to a trickle and Celestia's limp cock flowing out of Twilight’s destroyed pussy, along with a torrent of her rich seed. Twilight basks in the feeling of her mentor’s essence flowing out of her, tickling her hole on its way out. But now was not the time to give out… now it was time for the grand finale.

“Now!” Twilight grunts to herself. “Red, camera in front of me! Critical, camera staring down at my boobs from above!”

The directors, too horny to question Twilight’s demands, place their cameras in their respective areas.

Twilight smiles at the camera in front of her, grabbing her breasts and looking down at her rapidly thickening cock.

“Lurk… it's time to play.”

Within the next second, the quivering, undulating cock twitches… and then strikes! It lurches upward, moving on its own, thrusting itself up in between Twilight’s tits.

“Good cock!” Twilight says. “Who's a good cock? You are! You are!”

While Twilight praises the literal beast between her legs, everyone currently in the room with her simply stares, surprised and shocked by the sudden awakening of Twilight’s meat monster.

“Ummm…” asks Critical. “Has this bitch literally house trained her own cock with some magic bullshit?”

Twilight giggles at him, stroking the underside of her pet as it shivers in response. “Oh… I've done more than just that! Come on Lurk! Let's finish this!”

With that last command, Twilight’s throbbing cock starts sawing in and out of its owner's sweater pillows. It moves like a tendril, wiggling itself around to heighten both its pleasure and its owner. Twilight helps of course, jiggling her breasts around it and bending down to lick at the head every now and then.

“Ooooh yes. That's good… keep doing that and we'll… oh fuck… cum in no time.” Twilight tells her tentacle-esque cock. Luna and Celestia have yet to move out from behind and under Twilight, too baffled by the sight before them to move. They can tell that Twilight’s close from how both of her used orifices quiver and twitch, leaking the few loads left behind inside.

Celestia notices that Twilight’s cock isn't the only thing moving however, as her balls seem to squirm with life as well. Curious, she reaches out to caress one of the moving testicles, only for one of the folds of skin on Twilight’s balls to rush up from the alicorns pouch, wrapping around Tia's hand and pulling her into the quaking nuts.

“Aaah!” Celestia shouts. “Sorry! Sorry!”

“No, no, you're fine.” Twilight reassures her, shaking her breasts as her own cock violates them. “It wants you to play with my balls. Every now and then, when she goes down to lick the head, the beast cock will open its top and take in her tongue, effectively letting her prench kiss her own cock.

Celestia doesn't even have time to ask Twilight what this is before another skin fold springs forth to grab her other hand and bring it to the opposite ball. Tentatively, she wiggles her fingers into the flesh to fondle the living balls, and gasps as the two orbs seem to grip her fingers, massaging her hands in return.

“Yes! Just like that! Mmmm…” Twilight's balls grip Celestia's fingers, begging her to massage the cum-filled orbs to climax.

Twilight looks up at the camera, mouth opened in a wide O shape, with eyes filled with desire and the obvious need to cum.

“If any of you are about to cum, which is logically very likely at this point, I want you to cum with me, okay? I want you to build up all that sexual energy, and pass it to me in the form of orgasm. I want you to give me the best possible orgasm for this sexual situation.”

Twilight takes away her hands, placing them behind her head as two tentacles sprout from her cock and wrap around her breasts to hold them in place. She bounces on her knees, shaking her tits along with the tentacles as her orgasm draws near.

“Yes! That's it! I can feel the sexual energy getting transferred by line of sight! All of your pleasure is flowing into my cock!”

Lord_S: watch a lotta Neighponese porn, eh Princess?

With her bounces increasing in speed, her balls suck in Celestia's hands, enveloping them in warm flesh and massaging them vehemently. Celestia understands immediately, squeezing the testicles underneath the quaking flesh hard.

Twilight's eyes go wide and pupils dilate, looking to the camera in front of her one last time, a panicked, sex crazed smile on her face.

“T-T-T-Thank you…!”

With a final, billowing scream, with head thrown back, Twilight’s cock erupts! The camera above her is almost immediately drowned in her spunk, each spurt a massive volley of potent cock milk that rushes forth like a tidal wave. Over and over she ejaculates, even the camera filming in front of her getting hit with a few strands while Twilight’s breasts are practically painted white.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity of volcanic jizzing, Twilight's white gooey barrage comes to an end. When she stops, she is covered in seed. Strands of Luna's load hang from her wings and slowly drip down her back while also seeping from her ponut. Celestia's load flows from her crotch and covers her knees as it pools under her, further staining the sheets. And of course, most of her front is coated in layers of cum, the white spooge mask clinging to her face a mixture of both herself and Red's.

Looking into the camera with a dazed, dreamy look in her eyes, cuddling with her strange cock, even going as far as to nuzzle it, Twilight ends this scene.

“Thank you all for watching, but don't click away from this broadcast just yet! We have two more activities planned, that I think you'll all enjoy tremendously! But we’ll give all you stallions time to recover first. We want all your cocks nice and hard during our shows after all. Until then, stick around for a minute! Maybe get to know the cast and crew a bit more!”

With that out of the way, Redlight and his friends hand the girls their towels, and begin the process of cleanup.

While a few viewers leave to go and eat or use the bathroom, a few stick around to see the crew get cleaned up for next time. Luckily for them, it was decided that Twilight’s body needed a good, thorough cleaning by Tia and Lulu. Red and his friends sit in the large castle shower, lazily stroking themselves to the scene they're filming.

Celestia and Luna are sitting down on either side of Twilight, soapy sponges in hand as they explored Twilight’s body. Celestia washed along her breast, covering them in soapy suds. Meanwhile, Luna traced along the inner thighs, balls, and cock of the sensitive alicorn, causing her hips to twitch ever so slightly.

“Mmmm… so would you all like to meet it?” she asks, gasping as Luna's sponge washes over her head.

“It?” asks Celestia.

“Yes. My surprise. You only met a part of him, after all. Isn't that right, big boy?” Her cock looks at her, nodding excitedly at the prospect of being scene.

Critical stops stroking. “Wait… there's more?!”

Twilight chuckles that sinister, knowing chuckle. The one someone gives when they're about to blow you away. “Watch this…”

Without another word, Twilight’s cock lights up, it's undulating and shifting ramping up to insane levels. Before anypony can question Twilight’s dick going Super Neighan, it begins to morph, reshape… and grow. The shaft covers itself in elongated nodules, able to extend outward into tendrils. The skin becomes more leathery than average, more resembling the hide of a monstrous being than a simple pony; a little scaly even.

Her balls grow large and veiny, except the weren't just veins. Squirming and swimming around beneath the sack, making anyone watching them move wonder what wicked sexual brew was stewing in these new otherworldly looking nuts.

Even her sheath is moving, other tentacle cocks no doubt dormant inside. But Red catches something even more sinister. Whilst looking at her sheath, he swears he saw something peek out earlier. Something separate from Twilight’s cock monster.

Finally, the cock now rivaling Celestia in size, the head become elongated, with the flattened, flared tip becoming this sort of snout shape. On said snout, openings start forming, baffling the other ponies in the room as to their purpose… until the dark purple, glowing eyes inside them light up. As a finishing touch, Twilight’s cock opens its mouth, separating the bottom half of the head into two mandibles to reveal a mass of tendril tongues.

Finally, Twilight herself looks… intimidating, to say the least. Her curvy frame had taken on a slightly muscular look. Not too different, but almost like she was stronger than she was getting on. That hidden strength made all the more evident by her slight glowing eyes and the darker shade of purple her wings had taken on.

With the transformation complete, Twilight’s cock slithered up around her shoulders. Resting its head in her right hand like a pet snake.

“Everyone, this is Lurk.” says Twilight, affectionately stroking her pet. “Lurk, this is everyone.”

Red is the first one to speak, very gingerly approaching the monstrous Lurk. “H… Hey there… big fella… I'm Re-”

“I know who you are.”

Ever one in the room goes stock still. Did he just…

“It… it can talk?”

No sooner than he asks the question, Twilight’s cock lunges forward, opening it's mouth and engulfing Red in a sloppy, monstrous kiss. Red only questions things for a moment before he's overwhelmed by the pleasure of multiple tongue exploring his mouth. His tongue is stroked and pulled. His teeth are licked clean. Even the sensitive roof of his mouth is lavished in stroking licks. When the two separate, Red is left speechless; in all his years he had never been literally Prenched by a cock!

“Yes. I can.” says Lurk, licking its chops. Its voice is intriguing; a low, beastly rumble, but with proper speech and pronunciation. Like a feral dragon tamed by Canterlot nobles.

Next to Vintage, Critical stares wide eyed at the massive creature. “My anus has never been so tightly clenched, at any moment in my life, as it is right now.”

“Ditto…” Vintage vacantly vocalizes.

“Twilight… is that what I think it is?” Luna asks, hand absent mindedly running up Lurk’s side.

“You mean the Monstrous Living Beastcock Spell? Corrupted offspring of the Snake Cock and Tentacle Cock?” Twilight looks over to Lurk, observing it for a moment before looking back to Luna. “Why yes. I do believe it is.”

“And you're controlling it?!” asks Celestia, still looking the cock up and down. Twilight turns her head and passionately kisses Lurk, exploring its mouth as it explores hers.

Twilight turns back to Celestia with a smile. “Yes. I am.”

Critical watches the comment section in awe. Porn enthusiast losing their shit over the possibilities, and magic enthusiast gushing about how much magical skill and sheer willpower she must have to tame this thing.

Daddy's_slutty_filly: I'm scared as hell and also covered in my own cum
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Ponuts=Frutloops: MAEK UR DICK SUCK THR DICKS!!1!
Jock_breaker: I would be curious to study this creature's anatomy. No, that isn't innuendo, I am that much of a nerd.
SweetBerry: Re: You sound like my brother. Personally… yeah I still want to fuck that.
Jock_breaker:re: Wait, BERRY?! Uh, sorry about Manehatten, I got called away on work.
MareRecker:I’m with the dudes… my ass has never been clechend tighter… but my cock has never been harder.
SweetBerry: re:Jock Wait, Sera? ‘Jock Breaker’ Seriously? Screw it, right now I do not care, get your fucking cock over here ASAP!
Jock_breaker:re: No, this is Turner. We met at the Dewdrop Inn?
SweetBerry: re: OH! Yeah... name makes a lot more sense now. Still not important at the moment. And that get your cock over here still applies.
Jock_breaker:re: how are those spells treating you BTW?
Luna_Lover: re: Berry, Hey this IS Sera, and I am on my way.
SweetBerry: Awesome, on both counts. Now get your asses over here. I want some hard cocks pounding me by the time the freaking demon cock starts rutting the Princesses.
Futa_Fucker: Make sure you three turn on the webcam and post the video!

“So…” Red asks. “What now?”

“Now,” Twilight answers, stroking the top of Lurk’s head. “We pay a visit to my number one assistant.”

Lurk, although it looks quite odd, actually smiles. “Heheheheheh… yeeeesssssss!”

Author's Note

Wow! That's one big surprise Twilight was packing. I wonder if any of the other mane six have any... cock peculiarities... *hint hint*

Proofreaders were TheOnlyOneWhoCared, Lord Sergal, and Seraphim.

As always, please leave feedback. It gives me power.

Double Penetration... with a TWIST!

Interlewd - Dewdrop Dickings

(Edited RP, Threesome, Oral Futa-on-Male, Small Dom Big Sub, Sounding, Anal Annihilation, Gaping, sounding, slight sheath and nipple penetration, Sluttification, Humiliation, Drippage Sippage, Knotting (Double and Single), Anal Double Penetration, Weird Magic Stuff, Breast Growth, Pectoral Tits, Slight (temporary) Mind breaking, Magic Dildos, Prostate Penetration.)

Night before ERO’s first upload. Downtown Canterlot. (Past tense)

Strawberry Cream sauntered down into the somewhat obscure and hidden club. Grinning at some of the usual patrons she recognized, getting returning grins, or a few gestures, both polite and potentially obscene in return. She simply ignored most of them. After all, she’d already fucked pretty much every regular at one point or another, and they all knew what she was like. But tonight she was in the mood for something a bit… different. She trotted over to the bar, signaling the bartender for her usual while she leaned back to observe the crowd, looking for any new face that seemed to have some potential. Eventually, she found what she desired sitting a few chairs over to her left. A face that, to her surprise, she hadn't seen in this bar before.

The newcomer was small. So much so that he probably had to have gotten carded at least three times before he was even served. In contrast to his very young appearance, he seemed to just be staring at the collection of bottles in front of him, horn glowing every now and then. His coat was beautiful as well; a parchment color that went perfectly we his team stained mane. Although she couldn't quite tell what color his eyes were. Looking closely, however, she noticed a small trickle of vodka mixers floating from their respective bottles to coil and mix in front of him, making electric kamikazes in midair before flowing into his waiting mouth.

Berry grinned at the smaller stallion. She’d never been one for the ‘overly beefcake-ish’ types. For all the physical appeal, they usually tended to be rather pathetic in bed. They were either overconfident, telling you every second how much you must love this cock, or did only what it takes for them to ejaculate, leaving you unsatisfied and annoyed. It had been awhile since she’d hooked up with a new pony like him though. She looked him over, trying to get a feel for him. Get as much info as she could before striking up a conversation. Maybe she’d be able to have some real fun tonight.

Getting up, she moved down to an empty seat next to him, leaning back against the bar, arching her back just so to make sure her breasts were pressing firmly against her top, tight enough to make clear she wasn’t wearing a bra. Waiting to see how he’d respond first.

The smaller stallion looked her up and down… enjoying every single part of what he saw. A strawberry pink coat with a mane and a green, yellow striped mane, all brought together by eyes a slight shade darker than sky blue. A classic hourglass figure if he'd ever seen one, with a perfectly curvy waist, long, smooth haired legs, a round squishy butt that wonderfully compressed against her current seat. Just peaking out of her booty shorts was her cutie mark; a martini glass filled with a mixture of different fruits. her tits; big soft mounds of flesh that filled out the front of her t-shirt. Begging to be let free and played with.

Without missing a beat, he twisted the alcohol floating in front of him into the form of a dragon before it lunged into a shot glass he had slid along the bar to her.

“Drink for the Lady?” he said with a mischievous grin. Despite having had at least a quarter of the bottle, he seemed fairly cognizant. This close to him, she could see that his eyes looked very...bizarre. Besides looking like someone photoshopped them and inverted the colors, there was a fire in them that seemed to go against his femmy body.

Before the two could strike up conversation, another pony sat to the left of the smaller stallion. A pegasus with a coat of midnight blue, and his mane a nice, milk chocolate brown. He could have been called studly, but not overly so. His body seemed to be just the right amount of muscle and curves, with perky pecs visible through his shirt, and jeans stretching to accommodate his powerful legs, and a fat, muscular ass that looked as if it would take eight hands to hold, branded by a cutie mark of an axe and sword, still fresh from the forge with runes and symbols etched into them. Upon noticing the two ponies staring at him, he spoke. “Can I help you two?”

The twink’s grin seemed to show just a little bit more tooth before he turned to the newcomer. “I’m not sure. What do you wish to help with?” Then he leaned closer. “Or maybe... you want help with something of your own?”

Berry rolled her eyes at just how hard those two were trying at making things seem ‘natural’ while beating around the bush. Yeah, feeling out somepony was good at all, making sure you had some idea what to expect. Building up to actually getting them in a position you wanted them. But if you were going to be that obvious about it, just come right out and say . “Well, I don’t know... I was going to see if one of you wanted a nice, hard rutting. Sound like something either of you ‘need help’ with?”

The smaller stallion chuckles. “Well, I don't think he could help himselfif he wanted to be rutted, so guess that leaves me.”

The larger stallion snorted, drawing the smaller one's attention back to him. “The fuck you mean I couldn't help myself, boi?”

“Well, if you can, you either got a cock like a bendy straw or you're thinking with portals, sweetie.” He threw back another shot, apparently the one he had ‘mixed’ for Berry earlier.

Blinking, the stallion thought for a moment before chuckling. “Oh, I get it. Funny. Sorry, didn't know your meaning at first. Name's Steel Burner. You?”

“Turner Bout. Don't say it too fast and don't wear it out. Yes that rhymes, no I am not part zebra.”

“Turner Bout, eh? Gonna have to watch out for you if that name means what I think it does.” He turned his attention to the mare behind Turner. “And what about the lovely, horny mare behind you?”

“Strawberry Cream. Berry for short.” She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Still, these two were turning out to be quite entertaining. “So... which of you studs is up for a real ride?”

Turner pouts at Berry. “Sadly, I left my saddle at home. Perhaps the big, strong stallion has one I can borrow?”

Steel looked the little thing up and down, pants tightening at the sight of his slightly curvy body. “I ain't got no saddle, but I sure as hell got something else you could ride…”

“Well, your face does look comfortable.” said Turner, grabbing the stallion's crotch and cupping his balls through the taut jeans, while another hand traced along the stallion's thick lips.

Berry chuckled; these two were growing on her. She leaned back further in her seat, spreading her legs, just enough so they could see the tip of her cock poking out under the hem of her skirt. Watching to see their reaction.

Steel’s eyes locked onto the tip of her fleshy spear, grinning devilishly. “Well, well. And here I thought I was gonna have to handle the little devil myself…”

Turner flipped around to follow his gaze, zeroing in on the small ring of her cumslit.“Ooh, talk about ‘bait and tackle’!” He moved a hand forward to stroke the inflated head, coaxing a couple more inches out.

Berry purred out a low ‘mmmmmm’ “So what do you two say? Up for a little Fun?” she asked, humping slightly into Turner’s hand for emphasis.

“Absolutely…” said Steel. “How ‘bout we take this into the men's room?”

Turner just looked at him for a few seconds like he had spouted absolute gibberish. “I'm gonna assume this is your first time here. HEY BARKEEP! ROOM FOR THREE!” Turns out he may have been a bit loud, as several patrons looked over at the trio with knowing smiles.

The larger stallion looked to berry, as if asking her what the smallfry just did.

Berry just grinned, taking one of Steel’s hands as she hopped off her stool. “Come on, it’ll be fun.” She said him a wink. “I mean it, I’ll make sure you have a very… very good time.” She purred the last few words, her free hand running along Steel’s thigh.

The stallion, horny and oblivious, followed behind the two. His gaze was almost instantly drawn the femboi’s sweet, round bottom as it jiggled and swayed before him.

The tiny unicorn looked back and smirked knowingly. “Hope you switch, ‘cause I don't bottom for somepony I haven't topped.” Despite his words, his hips started to sway just a little bit more, teasing the stallion with goods he needed to work for. Not that it would be too hard to take the twink, right? After all, his bulge didn't even show through his skinny jeans…

“Hey, I got three tight, needy fuck holes that will need tending to as well as this nice, thick cock I’m going to sink into your ass.” She flashed the weak looking stallion a grin, which quickly faded into a sultry look as she licked her lips slowly... Seductively. By now her mare-cock was filling out, lifting up the edge of her skirt, bobbing in front of her in full view with every step.

“Oh, don't worry. I got something extra special for you.” Turner stuck his tongue out, granting her her first real glimpse of it. It wasn't too much longer than normal, but it was thin and split down the middle like a snake’s with each prong displaying a glowing blue piercing. He then clicked them together by flexing the two portions, causing the beads on the end to vibrate.

“Ohhhhhh.. I’m going to put that to gooood use.” She purred, reaching back to press her hand to his crotch.

Instead of finding his cock and balls, Berry finds a smooth, featureless crotch.“Ah ah ah, my dear. No spoiling the surprise. Portal panties sure are fun aren't they?”

“Ohhhhh.. Very. Don’t go keeping that prize hidden too long.” She looked over to Steel, reaching down to tug at her skirt, making it slide across the top of her cock. “Well, I wouldn't say no to a little warm up.” She let her hand slip down, one finger tracing a path down her shaft.

“If you two are finished,” says Steel, sliding a hand across his ever growing bulge. “I'd like to get my dick wet before the night is through.”

Berry grinned at the larger stallion. “Don’t worry, we’ll be sure that dick of yours gets a really good workout.” She pushed ahead of them, leaning against a wall and whipping off her top, tossing it aside to give both stallions a good look at her very well endowed chest, while her mare-cock throbbed gently, her skirt draped over the top of it, but lifting it up high enough for them to get a good look at both it, and the round, pulsating orbs beneath it that dripped slight with the juices of the pussy behind them. “But before we get to our room… how about a little public fun?”

Steel licked his lips. This dickmare sure knew how to work that cock. “Careful now sweetheart. Gonna make me drop to my knees at this point.” Berry responded by stroking her shaft ever so slightly, making sure to milk out a few drops of pre to give her shaft a glossy, wet shine.

“... ah fuck it.” Without another word, Steel dropped to his knees, tugging the fabric over her member so that it slid along the turgid length before popping up and over, letting her hard cock spring forth. Licking his lips and breathing in her musk, he started to gently stroke her penis. “I remember when i first learned how to suck cock… coach was extra horny that day.”

“Oh yes.. The first time is always rather exciting isn’t it? Mine wasn’t a coach, it was one of our school hoofball players. Guy had such a hair trigger, I barely had time to figure anything out.” She reached a hand down, running it through his hair. “So, tell me more about your first time.”

“Big guy knew me and the other players would, fool around, so he'd watch from time to time.” Still pumping the shaft with one hand, Steel lowered the other to cradle the balls. “He caught me alone one day and said my head game looked to be the weakest on the whole team. I asked him how to improve, he grinned and told me ‘drop to your knees.’” Steel squeezed her balls gently.

She let out a soft moan as he fondled her balls. “Bet you were eager for it, weren’t you? As quick a shot as that colt was.” She closed her eyes and let out another long, low ‘mmmmmmm’ “That taste… the thick, warm gooeyness as it shot into my throat… I loved it from the start. I can never get enough.” She looked over to the other stallion. “Care to join the fun?”

Turner just grinned and shoved Steel out of the way before practically pouncing on the mare’s shaft, taking it in one go. He smirked around it and looked at the larger stallion. “you’ ‘ea’ ‘a'e ‘till ‘uck'” [your head game still sucks]

Berry gasped and grinned, grabbing a handful of Turner's tea-colored mane. “Now now colts.. There is plenty for both of you.”

Instead of trying to speak again, the unicorn used his horn to form a stream of light. It twisted around like a snake and formed the words ‘not from where I'm kneeling’ in sprawling cursive.

The stallion chuckled, surprised and amused by the boi’s aggression. “Well fuck you too,” he muttered before swiping away the ‘Is that an offer?’ that floated in front of him. Crawling back over, he brought his face to Berry's shaft. “Coach taught me the importance of foreplay… then again I ain't an impatient slut.” Without saying anything else, Steel waited for the smaller stallion to come up off the shaft a bit, wrapping his tongue around his part of the shaft once it gets exposed.

Berry let out a groan as both stallions went to work on her cock. Milking her cock with the sloppiest of slurps and sucks. “There we go boys, don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of hot, sticky dickmare spooge for both of you.” She looked over at Steel, smiling as his wings started to twitch. “So where did your coach give you your first load? Right down your throat? Fill your mouth and let you taste it… Or just pull out and drench your face in his jizz?”

Steel looks up at her. “Filled my mouth. Said I needed to get used to the taste…” As he resumes his licking, his lips brush against Turner's in a halfway smooch.

Having two stallions so eagerly working on her cock was making Berry’s excitement quickly grow. These two could have her cumming in no time if she wanted.. But she held back, making them work for it. “I’d ask our little butt-buddy to be what his was like, but it seems his mouth is kind of full.” She gave the back of his head a hard little push. “So, ‘Coach’ the same stallion to first bend you over and let you feel a nice, hard, throbbing cock pressing against your ass? Forcing your hole apart… Feeling the hot flesh drive into your body…”

Turner decides to interrupt her by wedging one of the still-vibrating tongue piercings into her cumslit. He then writes ‘my first taste of cum was my own after the star quarterback snowballed it to me when he was done sucking me off.’

Steel bring his face down to her balls. “Wait a minute… have I heard that story before?” He sucks one of her nuts into his hungry maw, licking and slurping it like Hard candy.

Berry squealed, her hands grabbing both stallions’ manes, pulling hard as she felt the cold, hard, vibrating stud push into her cock. “Oh fuck that was good! And yeah… snowballing is fun…. But I prefer eating my own cum out of a freshly fucked pussy.”

‘ Ever tried drippage sippage?’

“Never heard of that one.”

‘Oh, it's simple: I fuck you in the ass or pussy, then lift your butt up over your head until my cum seeps out of your hole, down your cock, and drips into your mouth. Sound fun?’

“Ohhhhh, yes it does. Gonna take an awful lot of cum to have that much dripping out though.” She smirked,breaking the look with a long, pleased moan. “Ohhh you two are doing good.. Getting close.”

Turner returned the smirk and pulled back to the flare. At the tip, he moved the prongs around the shaft so both beads trace the opposite sides of her cumvein, and then trailed back down to the base slowly enough to hit every nerve possible.

Berry shuddered, a thick jet of pre shooting into Turner’s mouth. “Oh fucking Tartarus you two are good.. Wh-where do.. You two want it?”

Turner only smiled around her spurting shaft, before using his fingers to push into both her holes. He pressed firmly on her g-spot and prostate while sliding out just enough to hold the flare in his mouth. Meanwhile, Steel gave the two balls in his mouth one last suck before releasing them. “In Turner's mouth, till his cheeks are puffing… then he can snowball me.” He wiggled his tongue against her tightening sack, hurrying her orgasm into Turner’s mouth.

“G-Great… idea… now get ready.” She closed her eyes, the hand on Turner’s head pushing him down on her cock a bit more, holding him in place. Her cock flared out, filling his mouth just before the first powerful throb sent a jet of thick, potent mare-cum exploding into him, hard enough to be forced down his throat. Jet after jet of thick, hot jizz erupted, filling his mouth, leaking out past her shaft to dribble down his lips and chin. “Fuck… oh fuck yes… Take it… suck my fucking marecock and take my cum!”

Whilst she came, Steel nuzzled his snout under her throbbing shaft, wiggling and flicking his tongue against the underside, right under her urethra.

As Berry shut her eyes, cumming in his mouth and down his throat, Turner Bout wrote a covert message to Steel with his magic. ‘And then you can snowball her as a surprise. Neither of us swallows until she does.’ Once the torrent of sugary-sweet heaven subsided, he wrapped his lips around the larger stallion's and deposited a fair portion of the spunk, saving only a small mouthful for himself. Steel savored it, swishing it around in his mouth for a moment, taking in both the flavor and the passionate kiss… right before snapping upwards and planting his lips on Berry's, darting his tongue into her mouth.

Berry opened her eyes as her climax faded, watching as the two stallions locked lips. Turner’s cheeks deflating a bit as he pushed her cum into Steel’s mouth. She gasped when Steel lunged up, leaving her mouth wide open for him to force some of it in. She was quick to relax though, her tongue working around his own as she pulled him in for a deeper kiss. She pulled back and left her mouth open so they could both see the wad of mare-cum resting on her tongue. Closing her lips, she swallowed hard, letting out a long ‘mmmmm’ before licking her lips. “Not quite as good as the whole eating it out a mare’s cunt… But yum. So… round two? I’m sure you colts have some nice, heavy loads just itching for a tight little hole to get pumped into.”

Gulping down his own ration, Turner gave her a look that screamed ‘you have no idea’, while rubbing his vacant crotch with a knowing smirk as they made their way to their selected suite.

Berry yanked off her skirt and tossed it aside as soon as they enter the room. She hopped down on the bed, her arms crossed on her chest, pushing up her tits as she looked over the two stallions. “So, what do you two feel like getting up to next? So many holes… so many cocks… and we have all night.”

“Well, first things first.” Steel grinned at Turner, looking down at his pants. “How about you let all of us in on your little secret.”

“If you insist.” Turner smirked, curious to see Steel get what’s coming to him after that remark. Casually he dropped his skinny jeans to his ankles before stepping out of them. Then, he slowly slid the portal panties down, revealing inch after inch after inch. All in all, his cock was almost two feet long and three inches wide at the narrowest point. Below that swung two weighty balls, each one about the size of a large, ripe lemon. His cutie mark was also uncovered for the first time since they all had met: a black silhouette of a nail breaking a hammer. A perfect metaphor for the small stallion's personality.

Berry simply stared as the massive cock was revealed. Once it was fully out, she looked over at Steel. “I don’t know what I want to do more… have that monster pounding me… or watch your face as he drives every inch of it up your ass.” Even whilst addressing Steel, Berry couldn't help but stroke her own thick cock. Still hard even after her first orgasm.

“Well shit,” said a sweat-covered Steel. “I just got the meaning of your name… you're gonna fuck the daylights outta me, aren't you?”

“Yes. Yes he is.” Berry replied with a grin. “Don’t worry, I’ll take gooood care of your cock while he does.” She leaned back spreading her legs more to reveal her damp slit… and the dark patch of wetness already forming on the sheets under her.

“Now is one of you going to start fucking something? Or do you both just want a thick, fat mare-cock drilled up your asses?”

Steel licked his chops at the sight of her sopping wet marehood, dropping his pants to reveal a cock as thick as Turner's, but only just above a foot in length. “Well… if he's gonna fuck me first, then I'm gonna need something to focus on to take my mind off the initial pain.” Steel throws himself on top of Berry, gently rubbing his tip against her entrance before pushing inside. Her experienced hole offering little in the way of resistance.“Mmmm, so wet and tight… stroke yourself for me baby.”

She gasped as he pounced on her, taken a bit off guard at just how fast he moved, but quickly turning her surprise into a long, lusty moan. Her balls dragged across the top of his cock as he sank into her, the cum filled orbs dangling to either side of his shaft. She wrapped one hand around her throbbing meat, giving it a single long, slow stroke. “Ohhh, you want to see me stroke this thick, fat marecock for you?” Her other hand reached up and lightly trailed her nails across his chest. “Or are you hoping to make me cum faster?”

She groaned as he drilled in deeper, her hand starting to work on her shaft a bit more. “Want to see a mare fucking cum all over herself? Watch me drench my own tits in cum?”

“Ah… a little bit of all that I… ugh… suppose.” Steel pumps her marehood at a steady pace, reveling in the silky smooth feeling of moist mare hole, watching as her hand strokes her turgid staff.

“And no, by the way… coach wasn't the first one to take my ass… my brother did that on my eighteenth. Wanted to do me from behind while I lost my other virginity to my marefriend… speaking of which.” Steel ends his story with a particularly hard thrust, looking back at the deceitful little mini-dom behind him. “You gonna put that cock to work or what?”

Her grin spread across her muzzle, breaking for a moment as she gasped again, a bit of pre leaking from her cock. She made sure to put on a show of wiping it off with her finger, spreading it down her shaft, letting it get slicker. “You go and make me do that… I expect you to help clean them up afterwards.” She looked over his shoulder at Turner. “I think he’s ready for you now. Don’t go to easy, I want to see his face as you spear that massive fuck-meat deep into his ass.”

As a precaution, the petite unicorn casts a spell on Steel that prevents any tearing, although it wouldn't actually numb anything. Berry did want to see him make all sorts of different faces after all. One spell to clean his sub out and, a grease spell on his own shaft, and Turner was ready to make the bigger stallion moan harder than the mare he was fucking. Instead, though, he leans over to Steel’s ear. “Beg me to make you mine, slut.”

Steel had never really tried this, but he was pretty sure the mare who's cunny was oh so pleasantly wrapping around his cock would think badly of him if he didn't take the cock, so… “Please… fuck me… fuck me hard and deep… breed my hole.” He had heard other sluts say those exact words so much that reciting them was like clockwork.

“Hmm, I don't think your emotions match your words. Don't worry, though: I'll teach you to mean it.” The little unicorn thrust into the hilt, too fast to be comfortable but too slow to ignore. Ensuring that Steel’s experienced but by no means trained ass would get a taste of every inch.“By the way, ‘breed my hole’? You aren't at all worried that a unicorn like me just might make that a reality?” He emphasized his words with a grope of Steel's vast derriere.

Steel would answer if he could, but he couldn't. Not with his mind on the two feet of meat that was bullying it's way inside his ass. He could feel his face contorting into all sorts of weird expressions,and recognized most of them from prostate exams he'd had. Thankfully, however, he was still balls deep in Berry's cherry, which gave him enough of his mind to respond to Turner’s threat of baby making before the beastly member truly began thrusting. “Don’t… you… dare!”

Berry didn’t bother to hide her grin, laughing as she watched Steel’s face contort into several expressions in the span of a second. She didn't hide her eye roll at his horrible roleplaying, either. She kept on stroking her cock, more pre leaking from the tip. Her eyes glinted as she looked up at the stallion trapped between the two ponies. “Ohhhh so you want to be our little brood slut, do you? Fill you with foals…… make you beg for more, and more.. I like this idea.”

“Nah, I'm just screwing with him while I screw him. I haven't used that spell since I won a bet against the Las Pegasus University linebacker. Said that Canterlot was winning the season. Probably shoulda told him I fucked half of the other teams and promised more if they threw the matches…” Deciding the current position was boring, he activated his magic and dark markings spiderwebbed beneath his parchment-coloured coat, appearing as a scroll being etched with runes. He then proceeded to lift the two rutting ponies without any apparent difficulty and carried them over to a chair. When he sat down, Berry’s back was pressed into his chest while Steel’s legs were hooked over the armrests. He thrust upward, the force lifting the larger stallion, pushing him deeper into the well-endowed futa mare.

Steel couldn't believe he was even still breathing with a thing that huge ravaging his once tight anus. He had bottomed before, but nothing ever really made him completely submit. He had always been on equal footing to the one fucking him… until now. Now, as the initial pain faded, he could feel every bump, Ridge, and vein more thoroughly. The tension in his ass as his anal walls stretched and quivered. He, as much as he hated to admit it, was starting to really enjoy Turner’s big, fat, bully of a cock… and he wanted more. “... harder… “

Instead of speeding up, the little brat stopped. “I don't know, big guy. Tell you what, tell me which of us you prefer and I'll pound you harder regardless of your answer. So, which is it? Do you desire Berry’s lovely hole, or are you too focused on my ‘Rod of Kingly Might’?”

“Your cock!” he moaned… but then covered his mouth. In all his years of sex, he had never once moaned like a whore. He would growl, grunt, even yell. But just now… he moaned like a wanton slut. What was this new sensation the was racing through him?

“Not used to being the bitch, big guy? Just relax and let me do all the work.” This time when Turner lifted him up, he pushed him back down instead of letting him fall. As a result, Berry hung in the air for a moment before dropping after him. “Now just try to make your moans as girly as possible and I'll keep fucking you as hard as you want.”

Steel didn't waist any time. Almost immediately, he took Berry into his hands and started bouncing her on his dick in rhythm with the small top’s thrusting, pleasuring him enough for a nice, throaty groan. He couldn't get the pitch of a woman, but damn if he wasn't gonna try. “Ooooh… oh Gods… it's so… why is it so damn big!”

“Because anything that deserves to be worshipped is always bigger than its mundane counterparts. Now let's hear some real dirty talk!”

“My… my ass is… no… pussy?... man cunt… my man pussy is so full! I've never felt this before.” After every other word, Steel can feel the massive set of balls slap against his backside. Not wanting Berry's cock to feel left out though, he wraps his hand around it… stroking madly.

“It’s a start, but it is rather obvious that you’ve never been on the submissive side of dirty talk. While that takes some practice, a nice feminine moan is a bit easier.” Turner reaches around Berry and presses one hand to Steel’s throat; not enough to restrict airflow, but still preventing his vocal cords from vibrating as much. His other hand reached further to the larger stallion’s wings and massaged the juncture between the flight muscles and the shoulder. “There, now you're primed to truly feel like a slut. One more good thrust should light the fuse.”

Berry was simply leaning back and enjoying the ride, letting both stallions do all the work. “Oh you're good at this,” she cooed, looking over her shoulder at Turner. “Usually takes me a bit of work to get a stallion begging this much.”

“This is literally my calling,” he replied, pointing at his cutie mark with his chin. “Granted, a cutie mark only serves to display what we are destined to do and not what we are destined to be good at, but the two usually do go hand in hand. Do you want some pointers or do you want to hear a grown stallion sounding like a neighponese schoolfilly?” To emphasize his point, he used his magic to lift the two up, poised to drop onto the waiting spear of flesh.

Steel is pleasured, but incredibly confused. Did he… did he miss having Turner in him? To have his big, throbbing love hammer stretching out his sweet little hole, brutalizing his prostate over and o-... “I've… I've never felt like this.” With tears in his eyes, he looks over Berry's shoulder and into Turner's eyes, whimpering. “Please… go back inside… I need it!”

Turner didn't just push Steel down, he slammed him down, impaling him faster than should be possible. “Moan for me, Bitch! And do it right this time!”

Steel didn't moan… he squealed, realeasing the highest pitch his throat could muster as his anus spasmed and clenched the massive meat. But it wasn't enough. In the midst of his sluttification, he realized how much he needed more cock. And so, he found it… by lowering his head forward, and taking the tip of the bouncing cockmare's dick into his mouth, sucking on it while he moaned like a filly getting railed in a gym locker room.

“Very good, Steel,” the disproportionate unicorn whispered seductively into the pegasus’ ear. “Be honest, did you moan like that when your brother took you?”

“N-No… but I didn't know how back theeeaoooohhhhgods!” Another cascade of squealing moans rang throughout the room as Steel went back to sucking on Berry's sweet cock.

All the talk, the sounds, feeling the stallion rutting her getting impaled, all while working on her own cock and cunt; it was getting to be too much. Berry threw back her head, letting out a massive cry, a jet of pre erupting hard enough to hit the back of Steel’s throat. “Oh fuck yes you two are awesome.. Keep it up.. Getting.. So close...”

“Me too… hey, Turner?” he asked after gulping thickly. “Never thought I'd ask for this but… mind setting that cock to overdrive… maybe spank me a little too?” He looked to Berry and nuzzled her, hand playing with her cock and balls while his mouth was busy. “You can spank me too.”

“Frankly, I was going to give you a good spanking anyways. You didn’t dirty talk very well, after all.” Turner raises the hand he isn't using to lift Steel up and down like a fleshlight and gave him a sharp swat across the rump. He made a special point not to touch those pleasantly sensitive cutie marks, though. “Sorry though, Berry, I can't really get a good angle on your juicy rump. Perhaps later?”

“Oh FUCK!” She cried out… “That doesn’t matter, just fuck me! Fuck me through that bitch!” Her whole body tenses as she feels her climax building, her cock throbbing hard while her cunt clenches tight around Steel’s own. Throwing back her head she lets out a long, wordless, whinnying cry as she cums, the first heavy shot blowing right past her to land in Turner’s mane, the next few splashing on her face, dripping across her tits, while her pusy-juice gushes past Steel’s cock, soaking Turner's cock and balls.

“Damn it, now my mane is going to take an hour to clean.” huffed the tiny, mammoth cock unicorn.

Steel, on the peak of orgasm as cum splattered his face and mane, held himself back, his gaze diverting to Turner. “Can I cum?” Steel’s mind was reeling… since when did he need to ask?

“Yes, but not with your dick. You can cum from there only after you have made Berry cum two more times. You can have as many anal orgasms as you want, though.”

Steel’s head hung in front of him. “But… but I don't know how.”

Turner was honestly shocked at that revelation. “So you have been fucked, multiple times if I had to guess, and you've never cum from just that? Guess that explains why you didn't know what it was, since you just had two mini-orgasms a minute ago.” Turner started pumping his hips, meeting the Pegasus as he dropped. “Don't worry, just focus on my cock: every ridge, vein, and pulse. Ignore your own, though, because you don't want to cum there. After all, there would be,” he paused to grin maliciously. “Consequences if you disobeyed me.”

Berry smirked, enjoying watching the rough, masculine stallion be broken, left a begging, whimpering colt. Although, a part of her was a bit upset at being denied her own reward. A rush of hot, thick cum firing into her cunt. She grabbed the colts head, forcing it down to her breasts. “Like I said.. You get that show you wanted, but you need to start cleaning them up.”

The tiny Dom behind her smirked and leaned up to whisper in her ear. “If you want to see something really hot, try to get him to cum before you do.”

Steel did as he was told, focusing on the massive cock buried in his ass. His anal walls clenched and quivered, massaging the huge slab of meat so he could better feel all of its glorious features. Then… he felt it. Anal walls spasming, almost like his ass was having a seizure. Clear, anal juices, a mixture of pre and his anal walls natural lubricant, gushed forth. And it took him everything to deny his own cock orgasm as the feeling trailed its way into his crotch. “Oh my Gawds! Is… is this… ?”

“Yep, you're cumming on my dick like a mare in heat. Too bad your own little cock couldn't join in the fun. So, is this better than what you are used to?”

Berry pulls his head back down, forcing it against her breast, smearing her cum across his muzzle. “I thought I told you to start licking.” She leaned her head down, whispering in his ear, putting as much seductive sultriness into her voice as she could (which was quite a lot). “It feels good doesn’t it? That huge pillar of stallion-meat throbbing in your ass.. But what about the tight, hot cunt squeezing your dick?” She flexed, giving the shaft an extra squeeze for a moment. “So empty…. It needs a hot, thick load of cum.” She scooped a dollop of her jizz off her chest, smearing it across his nose. “Just like all the hot, tasty spunk you went and made me shoot all over myself.” She wiggled her hips as much as she could, rubbing her tight, swollen balls across the top of his cock.

“I bet you have so much pent up… I need it… Fuck me Steel. Cum… I need to feel your hard, pulsing cock cum inside me. Pour all your seed deep into me… Make me take every, last drop.” She licked his ear, panting heavily into it. “Cum…. cum for me.. I need it.. I need to be rutted, filled, used like some cheap whore… empty your balls into my fucking slut-cunt.”

Licking up all her cum, his cock pulsed, doing everything to resists its orgasm. Trying instead to make her cum first by slurping and biting on her breasts. But, for a moment, he brings his head away, looking at Turner. “I'm sorry, but… no.”

“Oh? So what is better than my cock pounding you like a slut, large enough to make it feel like your first time?” To emphasize his point, he just stops, holding his pillar of flesh at the hilt. “Was it some petite little girly girl that said all the right things to get you going? Oh, wait! Some butch tomboy type that rode you ‘til you chafed? Or perhaps you had a fraternity hazing and took three jocks at once? Please, think back and describe what made your cock erupt like a fire hose.” The unicorn winked at Berry as he finished. Behind Steel’s head appeared the words ‘I wonder if his own recollections will make him lose it…’

She cood, breathing into his ear, moaning, panting. “Make me happy… fill me with cum… and I’ll let you have this thick, hard mare-cock all to yourself. Tomorrow, I’ll sit right on the bar outside, let the sweet, throbbing dick hang out, and you can show everypony how much you love it. I’ll feed you every, last inch. Till my fat, roiling balls are rubbing on your chin. My dick making your throat bulge. Over, and over, every last drop of cum deep into you, for everypony to see. Right before you bend me over the bar and take my cunt. Make me scream your name, beg for it, all night. Just cum…. Fill me with your fucking jizz.” The whole time she furiously rode his cock as hard and fast as she could while sandwiched between the two stallions.

Looking back momentarily, the erotic, blissed out expression faded. Steel was used to being blissed out and wracked with pleasure, submissive or not, but if there was one thing he always knew to do, it was to address someone when it was needed. “Listen Berry, I've… mmf… had to hold out far longer than this, mainly for people who can't seem to orgasm quick enough. You want my cum? You first.” Finished addressing her, still huffing and quivering, although focused, he turned his attention to Turner. “Look, I'm really into this, and anal orgasms feel really good in a really weird way, but I've been cumming with my dick pretty much forever. So no, it ain't better… but maybe you can convince me?”

Turner just smirked as his horn glowed brightly. Suddenly, he lifted Steel up and dropped him before stopping again… or that's what it looked like, at least. What the pegasus actually felt is the pumping continuing at the same speed as the initial thrust before slowly fading out. “I call this the echo spell. You ever notice how ripples get bigger when they overlap?” This time he thrust, paused until the echo hit Steel, and thrust again at the same time.

Steel gasped, feeling the mounting pleasure course through him again as his ass was filled with the sensation of another thrusting cock with each thrust. “Oh yeah! Fuck! Fuck me in my stallion pussy!” Not wanting to forget the mare he needed to make cum, he reached up and started viciously colt-handling her breasts. Squeezing and groping them like mad as he actually started to thrust into her, his ass meeting Turner’s thrusts as he came with his ass yet again.

Instead of slowing down, Turner sped up, desynchronizing the waves of pleasure into a chaotic pattern that Steel would have no hope of growing accustomed to. “Getting better? Your subby dirty talk’s certainly getting more natural. Remember not to let any of that pleasure reach your cock.”

“Oh oh oh, oh gawds, oh oh, oh here comes another one, oh oh!” He reached his hand down to stroke Berry hard, his own cock in an ultra sensitive state from all that denial. But now, he wasn't just pleasured… he was competitive. “Berry, if you don’t come twice in about ten minutes, so help me Celestia, I will pull you off my cock, and keep you off!”

“You forget, it's my turn to have her once I'm done with you. Worried about losing our little game?” He tweaked one of the larger stallion’s nipples. “Who knows, you might end up enjoying your punishment.”

Steel looked at Turner, and at Berry, and whimpered. For the first time in years of sexual experience… he was actually a little scared. “Will… will it hurt?”

“Oh, definitely. However, I guarantee you will love it. Remember, it hurt to have this hunk of stallion meat make you feel like a virgin, but look at you now.”

Steel could feel it. His balls were churning, cock throbbing, and there was already pre seeping from his shaft. He looked up at Berry, her face contorted in pleasure as she rode him, big breasts bouncing wildly. “C-Cum with me… please… and… and kiss me.”

Berry grinned… she’d had to struggle to keep from cumming, wanting to make him face the shame of not even making her let go twice, let alone three times. Having to stop talking, trying to block out everything. It was barely working. Her hands lashed out, grabbing his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “Yes… fucking fill me!” She pulled him to her, kissing him hard, cock grinding in between their chests… the final push to make her cum. Her moans muffled by his mouth as another load of hot, thick mare seed sprayed across both of them, her cunt clamping down hard on his shaft, quivering, eager to milk it. To make it cum as well.

Steel couldn't take anymore… and lost it. His anus spasmed, milking Turner's cock for all it was worth, while his cock damn near exploded, filling Berry's sweet mare parts with rope after thick, hot, gooey rope of his jizz. He could feel it pumping into her; feel the reverb of the impacts of cum against her vaginal walls and inside her womb. Above their orgasming groins, the two ponies kissed passionately, tongues wrestling with each other as saliva dribbled down their chins.

Turner was content with letting the two go at it as he kept thrusting. “So, Steel, do you know what that first spell I used on you was? I never did tell you…”

Steel looked at Turner…. visibly worried. “What… what did you do?!”

“It makes it so no matter how much I stretch you, you won't tear. The only thing is, it's not a site-specific spell.”

“What… does that mean?” Steel asked, cock still spurting a little and giving Berry those last few extra drops. Berry just began weakly chuckling, having some idea where this was going, and still a bit out of it from the last orgasm.

The unicorn lifted Berry into the air, creating a force field replica of Steel’s stallionhood to keep her busy and full. Then, the little jock-breaker gently placed a finger on the pegasus’ cumslit.

“....Oh no... “ whimpered the pegasus. He had heard of exactly what Turner was about to do. Only problem: he had never tried it. “W-Wait!”

Turner grinned at him, amused by the muscular bottom’s new submissive nature. “How's this: I won't do it if you can give me a good, logical reason why I shouldn't, I'll let you choose your own punishment.” Despite saying this, he was already applying pressure to the tiny ring at his tip. “Better think fast.”

Steel just stared at him, a few tears beginning to form in his eyes. He trusted Turner somewhat, but this was worrying him. “Just… please don't hurt me.”

Turner just smiled and used his free arm to give Steel a gentle hug for a second. “Just bear with it and you'll be fine in a minute.” He pressed harder and the finger popped through to the slightly wider reservoir at the tip of the cock. He paused to let Steel adjust and vent his discomfort.

Steel’s whole body cringed. He had heard of sounding. In fact, some of the stallions and dickmares had even talked about how good it felt… this didn't help their case. Steel breathed heavily, trying to relax his penis as it flexed and clenched in an attempted to expel the intruder, but found it easier said than done. “What the fuck?!” Berry simply sat back on the bed, getting comfortable as she watched the show as the replica pumped her dripping pussy.

Not one to leave others out, Turner used the force field dildo as a focus to cast the stretchiness on the futa mare on the bed as well. “Hey Berry! Wanna try this?” The Earth mare fondled one of her hefty breasts, watching intently as the stud’s cock is invaded. “Nah, I’m fine.. I just want to enjoy the show for now.”

Turner’s attention returned to the stallion squirming in front of him, wiggling his finger inside of the formerly virgin cockhole. “How about you? Starting to get used to it?”

Steel was squirming a bit. The sensation was… new, but not altogether bad. Although the first insertion had hurt like Tartarus. “I think… you can move now.”

Turner acknowledged his answer and gently pressed inside a little more. Pushing into the sides slightly to further loosen his passage. “Trust me, it gets easier to do this the more you practice. Care for proof?”

Steel shuddered as the digit penetrated his cock, massaging it from the inside. “Sure… okay.”

The unicorn levitated Steel up off of his dick, the large blue pegasus shuddering as his gaped ass twitched in the cold air. He was able to look down at the slime-covered cock that had made him cum so many times that night as it slid next to his, dwarfing it like a dragon dwarfs a Griffin. Turner took the hand not giving the stud his ‘punishment' and brought it to his flare. With little preparation, he thrust first one, then two and three, fingers into the tight hole, spreading it wide so the pegasus could look inside.

Steel gasped, shocked that a cockhole could even get that loose… and then he thought for a moment… “Hey… you mind if I… um… put it in there the next time we… you know… “

“Just say you want to fuck my cock, dude. It’s obviously big enough.” Turner says with a confident chuckle. He pulled out until only a fingertip remained, pushing back into his slit, to the knuckle this time. Making Steel hiss in a mixture of pleasure and pain. “In fact, let's see how much of your tongue you can fit up there.”

Steel quirked an eyebrow, mulling over the idea, mouth watering at the sight of the almost pussy-esque cockhole. “Hmmm… can you put it back in me after?” he asked, blushing like a school filly. “I… kinda want you back in me.”

Turner just grinned, a field of light slowly coalescing between them to form an exact replica of his giant rod, with one slight difference at the base of it about halfway between the balls and the medial ring.

Steel looked back, and his face went white while his cock twitched. “... Is that a knot?”

“Well, you seem to want it in so much that it would be a shame if it slipped out anytime soon.” Turner twisted his finger around, pulling at the sensitive inner flesh of Steel’s stallionhood.

Steel moaned as the finger worked his hole, but in the midst of his pleasure, an idea came to mind… a filthy, slutty idea. “Can you make… oooh… your actual cock grow a knot?”

“With enough time to generate the required energy, I can do just about anything with my body that your dirty little mind can think of.” After pumping Steel’s cock to the knuckle a few times, he decided it was time for a second, pulling the first one out to the tip and placing the second one next to it.

“Well… oh shit this feels good… I was thinking, since we're so focused on stretching me out… how ‘bout you double knot me after I eat out your cock hole?” Part of Steel still couldn't believe he was asking for all this… but he was. He had workout partners who either subbed often or were complete, sloppy bottoms, and they had always urged him to give in and let someone dominate him. To just let go… now he knew what they were talking about. He wanted everything Turner had to offer, and he wanted it now!

Turner looked at him like he'd seen a ghost. A very, very slutty ghost. “...you do realize that ‘doesn't tear’ does not mean ‘won't put you in diapers for a month’, right?”

“Well… you have a spell that can tighten me back up right?”

“Yes, but what would the point be if there weren't consequences for overdoing it. If you want both so badly, then you'll either have to order diapers or explain to some other unicorn why you need a tightening spell. Now, will that be one knot or two?” He started to spread the two fingers to further stretch the larger stallion’s urethra and prepare it for the third.

Steel reveled in the feeling. The pain had gone, replaced by a pleasure that spread softly from the tip of his cock to his balls. “... Guess I'll be wearing diapers.”

“Heh heh, I figured you'd say that.” Still using his telekinesis, Turner flipped Steel upside down so that his still-gaped ponut as sticking straight up. He didn't remove his fingers for this, so they twisted around inside. Then he placed the tip of the dildo to the stretched ring and let gravity do the work of slowly sliding it in until it caught on the knot. All the while, the stud’s muzzle was nearly pressed against the large flare of the tiny unicorn.

The fingers in his cock sent jolts up his spine as they twisted. It was like his cock was being massaged from the inside out! Meanwhile, a whimper escaped his lips as his ass flesh was stretched yet again, his anus clenching out of reflex as the knot ground against it. Finally, the musk of the large, almost pussy-like cumslit invaded his senses, and Steel moved his snout forward to nuzzle into it, tentatively probing it with his tongue.

Turner shivered slightly and coated the other stallion’s tongue with an overflowing mouthful of musky, sweet fluid. “Ooh, just like that,” he purred, using his free hand to press on the base of the fabricated dildo. He applied just enough pressure that the clenching hole couldn't push it back out when it squeezed and even slid a millimeter or so deeper every time he relaxed.

“Fucking tame that pegasus!” grunted Berry, pumping her pussy with the Steel replica and playing with her balls.

Bringing up his hands, he took hold of Turner’s massive cock, gently caressing it while he ate out his cumslit. Sweet, silky nectar dribbled into his mouth with every lap and stroke, tongue pushing deeper and deeper. At the same time, Steel started gently humping into the fingers, as if begging Turner to feed him more of the wonderful new sensation.

The unicorn obliged, practically cumming pre as his fingering progressed to fisting. His whole hand violated Steel’s rod while said stallion tonguefucked his trained pisser. “Hope you don't mind if I don't cum from this. I'm saving up to show Berry what drippage sippage is like.”
By now the knot was less than a centimeter from the widest point and the pressure was pushing Steel firmly against the tip of the real thing. “Don't fall in now.”

Steel squealed, a sweet mixture of pleasure and pain wracking his body as all five fingers pushed into his cock, stretching beyond anything Steel thought previously possible while the knot did the same to his back door. His squeal was cut off, however, when his snout was pushed inside of the urethral opening, allowing Steel to literally snoutfuck his dom’s pisser while his tongue was pushed even deeper. As his body was used and abused, he looked up to Turner with confident, lust filled eyes, silently asking “You like that~?”

The little stallion leaned forward and kissed him on the head. “You are very good for a first-timer. Don't give me that look ‘cause the smaller stuff is no comparison to what I'm packing. Now, I have a question for you. You see, the echo spell on your ass is still active even though the dildo is moving too slow to notice. Do you want one on your cockhole as well?” He whispered breathily into the pegasus’s ear. “Nod for yes.”

Steel nodded so hard he almost broke his neck, squirming around his tongue in Turner’s urethra in the process.

“Oh, YES!” Turner shouted as the other stallion thrashed around in his cumslit. If it weren't for the seal on his balls, he would have lost it then and there. As it was, pheromone-laced precum gushed into Steel’s mouth and even trickled into his nose. The unicorn cast the spell and thrust his fist into the larger pony’s tight stallionhood up to the wrist, stretching several inches of the urethra that had previously been untouched.

Steel moaned into Turner’s shaft, vibrating it as well as swirling his tongue around inside. Instead of the gentle caresses from before, his hands were now furiously beating Turner's meat, his lower half pushing against the dildo in order to take its knot.

With one final tug, Turner managed to pull the knot just past the midpoint so his big sub’s own ass would slurp it up like linguini. This movement was sudden enough to register on the echo spell and it sent shockwaves along the jock's rectum. The force of the movement was also enough to push Steel’s head all the way into the pocket just behind his flare.

Steel opened his eyes, not knowing what just happened between the wet cavern that seemed to engulf his head and the absolutely agonizing pleasure that seemed to ripple through his entire body. It wasn't hard to figure out where he was, but when he did realize it, a devious, filthy though came to mind. Without warning, while sticking out his tongue, he thrashed his head about, essentially motorboating the inside of his dom’s sweet, magnificent cock.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Berry worked her cock, letting the magical dildo tend to her pussy as she watched the show. As much as she’d done and been involved in, she’d never seen something quite like this. Steel's head consumed by a thick cockhead while its owner fucked him hard with a magic cock. She bit her lip and gave her cock a firm slap, pumping the dildo into her slit hard. Her low moans drowned out by the squeals and moans of the two stallions.

Turner started kneading his flare with his free hand, using the cockflesh to massage Steel’s head. “You- oooh- you know, Berry, there is another thing you could try.” Glowing tendrils of magic snaked around in front of her, though they did not form words this time. Unfortunately, the mare seemed to be too… entranced to care.

Steel was in heaven; the knot was fully inside, stretching him like a well bred Timber Bitch; his head was surrounded by thick, velvety, musky walls that massaged his whole head as he licked around inside; and his own cock was being fisted deep, pleasure coursing throughout his body with each pump. If he knew being totally submissive felt this good, he would have tried it long ago.

Turner let the pegasus have his fun for a while longer, occasionally glancing over at Berry to see if she would take the bait. Even having those magic tendrils massage her breasts so the oblivious, cock thirsty mare might notice. As his seed built up more and more in an attempt to burst through the seal holding it in his balls, he decided it was almost time to give the mare her turn. First thing's first, though, he slipped the moaning jock back out into the open air, shaking his cock in front of his face. “Now, Steel, I've got time for one more round before you get your own show. Do you want to use it to fuck my cock, or do you want me to ruin your ass until you look like a wind sock?”

Steel was conflicted. Even before he delved into submission, he was a size king. So having two big knots wreck his ass into a big, sloppy fuck hole that could fit three or four big stallions at once was mouth watering. But his cock looked so tight and snug. But then again, Steel was really enjoying the new experience of sounding, and he couldn't do that if he was fucking Turner’s cock, so… “Ruin me… ruin me hard!”

The unicorn smiled and adjusted the magic dildo to be hollow. Then, he pushed his own cock into the opening as the flare stretched the shaft that was already hilted. That feeling, combined with the echo spell, made it feel like an ovipositor filling the larger stallion with eggs.

Steel had watched it happen to others before, but almost never had it happen to himself. His mind broke, devolving into a shattered mess of lust and depravity, while his tongue hung out of his mouth and his eyes fluttered and twitched. He could feel it. The expansion of the knot as its twin pushed into it, only a prelude to the real stretching, and the sweetness of the flare as it traveled up through him. The best part, the echo spell made him feel it over and over… and over! Now he only needed one more thing… “D-D-Don’t ssssstop f-fi-fisting… m-myyyy c-c-c-c-cock n… neeeeeeds iiiit!”

Turner chuckled at the stallion’s cock-drunk state, but he decided he preferred this one to be more coherent. So he decided to help snap him out of it a little. “I apologise in advance, but this is going to hurt for a minute.” With ample warning given, he rapidly pushed his own cock through the wall of its clone and simultaneously pushed his fist in until it passed the base of the newly submissive pony’s cock.

Steel’s whole body clenched as he was snapped back to reality by the pain. “Shit! Ow! Damn it this hurts… hurts so good though.” Steel moaned as the pleasure quickly returned, mixing beautifully with the cascade of pain as the echo spell reverberated every sensation assaulting his body. He could feel the fist plow deep into his stuffed cock, the stretching, on the verge of tearing his anal walls as two knots decimated them… it was all echoing… all of it! His legs involuntarily spread out in a near split, giving Turner easier access and two long, strong handle bars that his free hand could use to strengthen his thrusts. Steel had seen bottoms do this before, and he knew what was needed to complete this situation. “Play with my tits.” Steel whimpered as he leaned forward, allowing Turner access to his hard, puffy, huge nipples, and the rosy, blushing pectorals they were attached to.

“First, what is three times five? I want to be sure you are coherent enough to actually be fun.” Nevertheless, a pair of spectral hands appeared to hold his legs and even spread them a little further.

Steel groaned for the umpteenth time, hole quivering around the titanic dual cocks. “Fifteen, dad-... wait… did I ever…. Oh yes… ask you what your preferred dom name was? Like ‘daddy’ or ‘sir’. You got a… mmm… preferred one?”

“I am of the belief that a truly good Dom doesn't need a title to make others feel like they need to serve.” He emphasized with a hardy double thrust into the thoroughly fucked stallions cock gobbling stallion pussy.

“Huh... first time I ever heard that.”

“Are you in any position to disagree?” Turner gestured to all of Steel.

“Good point... now… please?” He pointed down at his exposed chest, nipples glistening with sweat while the fur around them matted down.

Two more magic hands poofed into existence in front of his pecs and started pressing and molding the muscle. Another two started rubbing his belly to caress the bulge formed by the two colossal phalluses (phallusi? Phalli? Whatever) resting inside him and a final one pulled on the base of his mane, sending sparks of pained pleasure down Steel’s back.

Sterling purred, reaching outward to return the favor, taking his little dom’s nipples in between his fingers and rolling them. “Thank you…”

“So, when do you want me to start thrusting?” By now, his hand was well into the main portion of Steel’s body… almost ready to show the filled pegasus something very special.

“In a minute, still need to get used to it.” Steel groaned as the hands caressed and fondled his ‘tits’, the lower ones stroking the bulge in his stomach. Meanwhile, his own hands rubbed the twink’s puffy nipples and smooth pecs. Now he understood how all those bottoms felt… he wanted to do everything and anything to please Turner. To get covered in layer after layer of the mini dom’s spunk. Outside of his pleasure addled state, he finally noticed how deep Turner had gone into his cock… “... W-Wow… What are you doing in there?”

Instead of answering, he pushed a little deeper and his hand slipped into the open pocket that was Steel's prostate. He smirked and opened his hand wide to massage the bundle of nerves from the inside out. Despite the pegasus wanting a few minutes longer, Turner did start pulling the dildo out at an agonizingly slow pace.

Steel threw back his head, belching out a symphony of lust filled, throaty moans. “Oh fuck, baby… you're in my prostate… I-I can't even describe this!” Steel began to gently thrust forward as much as he could, whinnying as he felt his once virgin prostate get flexed and stimulated from within. “HHNNNG! FUCK A FEW MINUTES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! AND FIST MY COCK DEEP! FROM TIP TO PROSTATE! PLEASE!”

Turner was more than happy to oblige, pulling his hand and the faux penis out as rapidly as possible. He held them just long enough for the nauseating feeling of emptiness to color the pleasure through the echo spell before thrusting both back full force. He drew his own cock back at the same moment so its flare bumped against the false one’s and stretched the hole in the midway point, and then continued until the two knots popped into his rectum again.

Steel squealed once more, pleasure assaulting his body from almost every angle as both his ass and cock were stretched to what should have been the breaking point. His legs spasmed as the knots popped in and out and the fist inside him mashed his prostate against the furious twin shafts as it pounced into his crotch in a new, completely amazing way.

The show of the buff, strong stallion being turned into an utter cock slut was too much for the mare, she needed to cum! And there was a nice, fresh little slut right in front of her. She got up from the bed, moving over to where Steel was being turned into Turner’s personal cock sock. Grabbing the larger stallion's head she bent it down so he was staring right at her cock, pre freely dripping from the tip as she stroked it with her free hand. “Open wide slut, you’re going to look so much hotter with a face dripping with my cum!”

Steel looked over at Turner “I know you're doing a lot already but… could you give Berry's ponut a little lovin?” then looked back down to Berry’s cock as it throbbed in front of him, opening his mouth and bracing himself.

“Already planning on it.” The twink lunged forward to bury his muzzle between her heavenly buttocks. He started slow with a few sloppy licks and gentle nibbles.

The feel of a wet, hot tongue driving into her ass was all she needed to push her over the edge. “Fuck.. oh fuck yes… take it you fucking SLUT!” Giving his head a hard jerk she bucked her hips forward, her cock throbbing as the first massive wave of jizz exploded, splattering hard on his face, pouring into his mouth. Her body shuddering as rope after rope of thick, heavy cum drenched him like a warm liquid blanket.

As she came, Steel reached forward with his mouth, taking the still spamming head into his mouth and sucking her as rope after rope blasted into his mouth.

Turner was still massaging her tits with the magic strands, but she seemed hellbent on ignoring them so he decided to do something about it. One of the drifting streams of light suddenly sprung up in front of Berry’s face and morphed into the words ‘Now you're just fucking with me’ while the other two coiled around her nipples and pulled them tightly.

“No… that’s what… I’m going to do.. After you finish breaking the new slut!” Berry gasped out, a small moan escaping her lips as the tendrils teased her breasts. The last few bits of cum leaking out of her cock, dripping down past his lips and down her rigid length.

‘Well then, let me show you what I had intended to use them for,’ he wrote before the two strands of magic curled back and dove into her nipples. They completely disappeared inside in moments and the only evidence was the slight glow to her breasts.

She gasped as the magic slid into her breasts, one jizz covered hand reaching up to prod and squeeze them, trying to note anything that felt different. She looked back at Turner. “Okay, so you gave me a literal pair of headlights?”

Turner grinned into her pucker before the magical worms started to expand and vibrate, stretching her breasts. What she didn't feel was the spell being transferred to make her lactate.

“Mmmmmmm, well, can’t say I’ve ever had anypony complain about my tits not being big enough… But a bit more is never a bad thing.” She gave the swelling flesh a squeeze, letting out a surprised gasp as a small spurt of milk leaked out. She looked back over to Turner. “Oh, did some little colt want to suckle on mommy’s big, juicy breasts?” Steel worked while the two played, quickly deepthroating Berry and wiggling his hips to tell Turner to get back to work.

The light still in the air floated down to Berry’s crotch and spelled ‘Who's in charge here?’ before Turner pulled his hand completely out of Steel’s cock and rubbed it on the jock’s cheek. Steel whimpered helplessly, begging for the hand to return to his second fuck hole, even as he nuzzles the firm hand of his master as he caressed him.

‘Oh, Steel, I can’t. After all, you want to be in charge. Order me to.’ Meanwhile, the worms in Berry’s breasts breached the areola and hollowed out, small holes dilating the fleshy circles. Her milk started to slowly trickle out onto the stallion's below.

Steel's pulls off of Berry’s cock, shouting in desperation. “PUT THAT FIST BACK RIGHT NOW!”

‘*le sigh* You just can't tell what you're doing wrong, can you?’ Turner pulled all the way out with both clocks and let him squirm.

Steel whimpered, hungering for cock more than he ever had in his entire life. “I'm sorry… thought you wanted me to do that.” Steel squirmed around, the feeling of being unfilled tormenting him. Deep inside himself, he knew what he had to do. “Please… I don't want to be in charge. I need you in me, dominating me. Fucking me into a slutty little fuck toy that can't go ten seconds without thinking of your cock.” Steel reached underneath Berry to find Turner's cock, stroking it lovingly. “Please Turner… give it to me… make me your bitch.”

Above them, Berry looked down at her suddenly stretched nipples, the milk freely leaking out of new holes. She then took a step back staring at Turner. “Okay, one, you better be able to fix this. Two….. Can’t say I’m a fan of the idea here. You want me to lactate, fine but.. Isn't this a little extreme?”

The string split in half, one remaining in front of Steel while the other floated up to eye-level with Berry. ‘Sorry, Berry, i just like how soft it makes my fur. If you want, I can change it back right now and even massage you from the inside.’

Berry nodded frantically. She was into a lot of kinky shit, but this… this was a little too far into the rabbit's hole.

‘Steel. First of all, that's the dildo, not my dick. Second, I would have done the same thing if you had disobeyed me and not ordered me to; I just wanted to see how you reacted to being punished unreasonably so I know when I'm going too far. We didn't discuss a safe word, after all, so I had to be sure you wouldn’t just bear it in silent suffering. Finally, ready to feel amazing?’

Steel was actually taken aback, nearly brought to tears by Turner's underlying tenderness. Far too many doms never tested boundaries, eventually resulting in some argument or injury. The good ones though? They knew exactly how to test the waters. Make sure the sub was safe and secure… and Turner was one of those. “Yes! Please!” shouted Steel, cock throbbing and anus quivering for more. With that out of the way, Steel swallowed Berry’s cock whole, slurping and sucking it for dear life.

Turner pressed both cocks together and slammed him down on them hard enough that it would have reverberated even without the echo spell. His hand returned to its own position elbow deep in the stallion's cock but was followed by another copy of the unicorn’s cock, snaking down his arm and around Steel's shaft, effectively sounding itself on Steel’s cock while the fist inside it pounded Steel’s pisser. The pegasus finally got to fuck that giant cockhole.

Berry grabbed Steel’s hair hard, jerking his head along her cock like he was nothing but a fuck doll, even as she bucked her hips. Driving her length down his throat over and over. Savoring the feelings of spasming throat and hard working tongue. “Yeah, could you close up the holes please? Keep the milk.. After this, our little fuck-slut might need a little gentle care from his mommy…” She smirked down at the once macho stallion, giving his head a jerk, making him look up at her as face fucked him. Reminding him of how easily he had been turned into the bottom bitch for tonight.

Steel was absolutely amazed at how good he felt. He was fucking Turner’s cock while getting fisted down to the prostate. Taking two knotted mega cocks up his ass, permanently increasing the amount of dick he could take from that point on. And he was sucking on a big, fat, glorious mare cock. Steel knew he would top again… but needless to say, he was going to be bottoming a whole lot more often than he usually did, and take the submissive role farther than he ever thought he would. Oh it would be so nice to show his guys friends this new side of him… fun too. Wanting to give thanks to his two dominators, Steel wiggled his hips, thrust his pelvis, and bobbed and sucked, trying to increase their pleasure by putting in his own work.

Turner pushed his snout further and squeezed his narrow muzzle past Berry’s ponut. He opened his mouth to stretch her further and his tongue lathered everything it could reach in thick, slimy drool. He grabbed one of Steel’s hands and placed it on the magic cock wrapped around his own. ‘I put a sensation transferal spell on the dildo: jerk it off and I can feel it. Use your imagination.’ Then he fixed Berry’s breasts as the tendrils of magic slipped back inside her and crawled around her swelling milk glands, buzzing along the sensitive flesh inside.

Steel did as instructed, grip hard on the imposter cock and stroking it feverishly. Meanwhile, strands of saliva fell from his chin as he gave Berry's cock a good, thorough worshiping, even sticking his tongue out the lick her balls when she went balls deep on each thrust. Coming up for air and looking up at her, still licking around her cock and down her shaft, Steel grabbed her left leg and asked her “How about you prop this up on my shoulder? It'll help you plow my throat twice as hard!” and without another word, he dove back down, continuing his wet, sloppy worship.

She just shrugged, lifting up her leg and letting it rest on his shoulder, barely noticing anything beyond how amazing he felt around her cock and the new sensation of her tits being massaged from the inside. Turner’s work on her rear only added to the overwhelming sensations flooding her body. “Oh fuck! You two… are amazing!”

Steel muttered out a sloppy, gurgling ‘Thank you’ as he kept meeting her thrusts, slobbering on her nob while his hands reached up and began to play with her sweet rump, spreading her cheeks so Turner could nuzzle deeper into that rosebud.

The unicorn was now alternating the phalluses that were hilting the larger stallion and had the musky ring of Berry’s hole pressed right against his closed eyes. Smirking within the humid confines, he reactivated the vibrating beads on his forked tongue and pressed them against her prostate. His words once again appeared in Steel’s field of view. ‘Do you want to make milk too?’

Berry yelped as the vibrating studs went to work deep inside of her, pulling Steel’s head down till his muzzle was crushed against her crotch, her balls rubbing against his chin as she shuddered and moaned. “Celestia’s blazing mare-cunt! You're going to make me fill our little slut up again if you keep that up!”

Steel pushed back against her hand and slid off her cock. “Please do it! I know you can cum more, and Turner probably has a spell that can revitalize those balls. Just feed me more of your cock milk… mommy.” Before going back down on her, he decided to answer turner. “And yes I would, Turner. Always thought stallion with big pec titties looked mighty hot.” Finally, he went back to work as Berry's oral cum dump.

No sooner had he said that than the hands that had been massaging his chest adjusted from kneading him to pressing their ghostly fingers into his nipples slowly forcing them wide enough to crawl their way into.

Berry doubled over, pushing her ass harder against Turner’s muzzle as she pumped Steel’s head along her shaft. “That’s it, suck that nice juicy mare-cock… make me cum.. Drink it all you little slut!” She panted and moaned over and over, her breasts leaking milk that dripped down onto his back. Her cock flared, bulging his throat even more. With one long whinnying moan she felt her cock erupt for the third time that night. Rivers of thick jizz were forced down Steel’s throat, the vibrating studs massaging her prostate keeping it going far longer than the last two.

As Steel drank, he shuddered at the new sensation flowing throughout his body, his nipples expanding and pecs enlarging as the invaders crept inside. Whilst all like this happened, Steel let out a high pitched whine as his anus spasmed, an anal orgasm spreading throughout his body.

Wanting him to get a little more out of it, Turner twisted his arm around in Steel’s cock while hilting the magical one around it, even slipping it into the larger stallion's sheath slightly. The hands on the larger stallion’s chest finally slipped inside and started making breasts form, massaging them from the inside.

Moaning as his pectorals expanded, a sea of warmth flooding his chest, Steel’s entire body spasms as another orgasm ripples through him. This time reaching his cock as cum forces itself around Turner’s arm, coating it with each thick heavy rope as he filled the fake cock at the same time… but Steel was no pushover. His cock remained rock hard, and his balls still had plenty in reserve.

The unicorn saved the cum by creating balls on the fake cock. Then, he removed both from Steel and quickly reformed the magic dick into a replica of Berry’s member and hovers it just in front of the pegasus’s cock. He doesn't push it in just yet, though, and waits to ‘interrupt’ the horny stud’s inevitable protest at the emptiness.

Steel's eyes shot open as he realized his once full cock was now hollow. He knew what to do now, mewling and whining for something, anything to enter his cock again. For a moment though, he removed his mouth from the cock he was sucking. “I'm getting really large pecs tits right? Not actual tits?” As always, he shoved the cock right back down his throat with ease.

‘Oops. You sure you don't want real tits? I asked if you wanted to make milk!’ Regardless, he pushed the thick Berry dildo into his slightly gaped cockslit and stretched it almost twice as wide as before. While Steel groaned at the new sensation, he didn't answer the question.

Sensing his hesitation, Turner added ‘I can change them back in the morning if you just want to try them.’ He tried massaging the growing mounds with his real hands while the magical ones work them over from the inside to sweeten the deal.

After a moment of thought, Steel reached underneath the still thrusting Berry, giving Turner a thumbs up to signal his agreement.

Turner grinned within his fleshy confines and activates the newly formed glands, filling the large stallion with first ounces, then cups of delicious milk.

Steel moved his own hands to join Turner's, gasping as he felt along the inflating breasts. Much like dickmares and the occasional cuntstallions, he had seen titty stallion’s as well, either with huge pecs, big enough to wrap around a cock but firm to the touch, or full blown sweater puppies. He had tried the pec tits, and was even hitting the gym often to get permanent ones, but he had never been intrigued by the idea of having actual, full blown tits… until now.

The little unicorn decided to have a little fun with the newly buxom pegasus by pressing a finger into one plump nipple and slowly pumping it in and out. The other just played with it from the outside and occasionally squeezed and tugged to get a satisfying squirt of milk running down his arm.

As they grew and grew, Steel felt more and more arousal spike through his body. Nipple penetration felt just as pleasurable as most ponies made it look, the flesh inside gripping the smaller unicorn’s finger and begging for more of it. Meanwhile, his cock throbbed and pulsed as the larger intrusion pounds into it, hitting and stretching his prostate over and over. Part of him wondered if the expansion would be permanent. The other side anticipated such an outcome.

Turner chuckled at Steel’s eagerness and slipped his penetrating finger out to move on top of the larger stallion's, guiding two of his own fingers into his loosening nipple hole. The other left his breast for a moment to grab the fake marecock’s balls, squeezing them slightly to shoot a small glob of the pegasus’s cum back into his prostate.

Steel thrust back into him, finger fucking his nipples at the same time, while also taking another break from the mare cock to speak. “You gonna cum inside me Turner? Or are you still saving up?”

‘Saving, but you're definitely making it hard. We may have to switch things up again my big, stretchy slut.’ He wormed his entire head a little deeper into Berry’s velvety walls so he could lip at her prostate and started thrusting a little faster into Steel, intent on giving him one more orgasm so he could demonstrate one more little trick.

Steel licked around Berry's head, spitting on it to keep it warm.“Mmmm, fuck… I'm gonna cum one more time, and hopefully Berry too. Then, I have a suggestion.”

‘Shoot...I mean the suggestion, but I would like you to warn me when you're about to blow.’

Steel smiled as he stroked Berry and fondled her balls. “I'm on my back with one of your fake cocks between my tits and down my throat. Berry is on top of me, testing out how my new, stretched out man pussy feels. And you? You got your cock in her pink, and a fake one in her stink~.” Steel looks up at Berry, nuzzling against her head. “How's that sound to you?”

‘For the record, I don't think stink applies with this hole from my perspective. She smells and tastes heavenly.’

“Well there's an idea. Hey Berry? How about you turn around and let me have a whack at that ponut for your last cum before we switch things up again? Let Turner handle this monster for a minute?” He wiggled her cock for emphasis.

Berry had simply been enjoying the two stallion’s work, letting them have their fun. She’d thought she’d seen some kinky shit before, but this was a whole new level for her. “Well… Be interesting to see what fucking a dick feels like.” She slowly pulled herself out of Steel’s throat, wiping some of his drool off on his chin. “And it’s about time one of you two actually get’s around to fucking me, so yeah sounds good.”

“Well, kinda meant you fucking my ass, but we can alternate!” Steel lunges forward as soon as her ponut’s in view, sticking in his snout and licking everything his tongue can reach. Savoring the rich flavor of musky ponut with his tongue and nose.

“Mmmmm, okay that sounds a lot better. I was hoping to get a chance to bend you over since we got back here.”

After making sure the larger stallion had gotten in deep enough that the fleshy opening dominated most of his senses, Turner covered his ears and whispered to the mare above him. “I don't have the heart to tell him he might not feel anypony up there for a while. Hell, even I'd be too small on my own at this point.” Taking her nice juicy cock in his hands, he engulfed it in one go and even nosed his way into her sheath slightly to better smell her musk.

Steel pulled away from Berry for the moment, looking down to Turner. “One, I have pretty damn good hearing. Two, I do squats, practice tightening myself, and I'm pretty sure I'm hyper sensitive back there now, so I think I'll manage.” He shot back up and resumed the tongue fucking of her asshole, wiggling against her prostate.

Turner chuckled sheepishly around Berry’s cock before the word ‘oops’ appeared on his forehead. He stretched his tongue down so one prong rested on each of her balls before he activated them and started them buzzing again.

Berry’s cock gave a heavy throb in Turner’s throat as the studs went to work on her nuts. She grabbed his mane, getting a good grip before leaning over, pushing her ass tighter against Steel’s muzzle. “I think I’m ready enough back there.. Hurry up and one of you get a damned cock in me!”

Steel was ready too, balls quivering with dormant seed. “Turner… gonna cum… do what you're gonna do.”

Turner chuckled and flared the replica of Berry’s cock within his prostate, stoppering his entire load within the overly sensitive organ. He then squeezed the fake balls again, pushing the rest of his earlier load back inside to mix with the fresh batch. Its job completed, the faux phallus disappeared with a poof. Turner kicked into overdrive the moment it was gone and began to pound the built up cum right out of him.

Cum exploded from Steel’s shaft, rocketing up so fast and hard that a thick rope gushed it's way into Berry’s snatch. Below him, Steel felt what could only be two consecutive anal orgasms as they rocketed through his body, and his newly made temp tits, while being massaged, gushed and splattered everything in front of him with milk along with his cum. Even the ceiling isn't untouched, thick globs sticking to it before falling back down onto the frenzied threeway.

Turner cancelled out the magic dildo in the dazed stallion’s ass and pulled his own out after marveling for a moment when the abused hole actually did manage to grip him. Not wanting Berry to go without her orgasm, he pulled back and pressed his vibrating piercings against the underside of her flare while he jerked off the rest of her shaft and massaged her balls.

“Oh… Luna’s taint you two.. Do know how to make a mare.. cum at least!” She gasped out, grabbing a tighter hold in Turner’s hair to hold him in place as she felt another orgasm peaking. Her cock bulging slightly as the heavy load erupted, filling Turner’s mouth. Forcing it’s way down his throat before he even had time to swallow. Waiting till his cheeks were bulging and there were hints of cum starting to leak from his nose before yanking his head back, letting the rest of her load paint his face.

Smirking deviously, Steel flicked his tongue against her prostate to get a few extra spurts to splatter his dom’s face with a few extra ropes. A sloppy little ‘thanks for the sub experience’ courtesy of Berry's thick mare spooge.

Turner caught what he could and made a show of swallowing the creamy jizz as slowly as possible. He even gargled the last little bit for good measure before standing up and looking into Berry’s eyes. “Thanks for putting up with us pervy bastards. I know it's my turn to fuck you… but, since you weren't trying to act like Celestia’s gift to anything with a hole, how about you choose the pace and position?”

“Mmmmmmm, I’ve been waiting for you to say that all night.” She reached down, running her hand along his massive length. “On the bed, me face down ass up, you rutting me from behind.. And this one..” She turned towards Steel. “Sitting in the chair watching how a real stallion handles a mare. Feel free to tease him a bit.” She added with a smirk as she carefully slipped out from between the two stallions, heading for the bed.

Turner patted the larger stallion’s head. “Sorry, big guy, but I guess you're done for now. Actually…” He held his hand out and a monster blinked into existence upon it. It was twice as large as the unicorn’s own member in every way and had two knots, one the same size as the earlier ones about six inches past the medial ring and a much larger one right by the sheath. The cumslit was much smaller than its reference and didn't look like it would fit a cock, but what was more unusual was the base; there was an indent that mirrored the entirety of Steel’s stallionhood and even a pouch for his balls within the mammoth replicas.

“Wait… what?” asked Steel, visibly confused. “What is that?”

“If I told you, it would spoil the fun. Here, take it.” The unicorn held the behemoth out and spread his delicate-looking fingers so Steel could take it. Steel did as asked, taking the new toy in his hands and marveling at it, wondering what it does.

Turner smirked as the Pegasus fondled the heavy construct appraisingly. “Well aren't you going to put it on?”

Steel slipped his cock into the opening, watching as his own cock was practically absorbed by the larger, double knotted one. Looking to Turner, and back to it, he wondered what is was for… until it started to feel like it was fusing with his cock. “W-What the hell?!”

While his own dick was still visible through the translucent orange material, the twinkish unicorn knew he no longer felt it. Instead the Pegasus was treated to the sensation of slender fingers trailing the non-existent veins of the shaft that dwarfed its wearer’s. Turner then grabbed it and squeezed hard enough for his fingertips to meet. There was no actual tissue, so it still moved just like a big, soft, floppy dildo.

“Oh… fuck!” hissed Steel. “This is new!” He experiment with his new ‘cock’ as he ran a finger along a knot, shivering as the infused mass transferred all feeling to him.

Turner grinned deviously before twisting the mass of magically constructed material until the head pressed against Steel’s hole. “Now go fuck yourself while I show Berry what a real stallion can do.”

“Ye… Yes sir.” Steel placed his hand on the dildo, pushing it into himself and moaning as he felt the heat of his own insides wrap around his new expansion. The feeling was like a surreal loop. Tingles of penetration induced pleasure travel up his cock, leading into his ass, it's own pleasure trailing back up to the cock, and so on. Steel was going to have fun with this.

On the bed, Berry spread her arms, beckoning the well hung stallion over to her with a grin. Her cunt already dripping wet from all the anticipation and build up.

“So my sweet, which hole do you want it in? I should warn you that I may not be able to fit all of it up the front entrance.” He paused for a moment. “...or perhaps you want me to take charge while you just lay there and moan?”

“You don’t know some of the thing’s I’ve fucked. If I can take being DP’d by a pair of minotaurs, I can take that monster up my cunt.” She flashed him a wicked smile, lifting up her balls to give him a clear shot at her marehood.

“Oh, I apologise for the confusion but I did not mean my girth. Odds are I would hit your cervix before I hilted, and you don't seem the type for that kind of thing.”

“You haven’t met Knyght then. Trust me.. I can take it.. Now hurry up and spread my nice tight mare-cunt wide.” A single finger rubbed her juicy marehood, coating itself in the juices freely flooding out from the sopping folds.

“Ooh, someone who's a match for me? You simply must hook us up!” The little Dom stepped up to the inviting mare and pressed his flare to the presented snatch, purring slightly as the heated honey pot tickled his semi-flared tip.“Say ‘Pineapples’.”

“Pineapples.” The mare replied with a grin, bracing for the massive cock to impale her.

“Aww,” he whined indignantly, even as he thrust into her until he reached the medial ring. “That was supposed to throw you off balance so you'd moan more.”

“This isn’t my first time at this kind of rode---OHHHHHHHHHHH!” She tossed her head back, letting out a cry just short of a scream as her pussy was forced wide open, the massive pillar of stallion flesh pounding into her body. Leaving her gasping after the first push. “Goddesses… fuck.. Just…..oh shit that’s huge..” She looked up at Turner her face breaking into a strained grin. “I love it!”

“Well then, perhaps a little more is in order.” Instead of pulling out, Turner just kept going and got to the three quarter mark before he realized he had never gotten rid of the knot he had used on Steel. He looked up at Berry, nervous. “Soooo… Wanna tie or no?”

She looked down at the swollen knot at the base of his cock as it throbbed and pulsed within her. It was true she’d taken cocks nearly as big as his before… and hadn’t shied away from a few knotted cocks, but never a knot that huge… Still… She reached up, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him in closer. “Give me a nice hard pounding first, then yes, fucking lodge that cock as deep as you can. I want to milk every last drop out of it.”

Steel, working on taking his own knot, looked up. “Hey… didn't she want it doggy styyyYYYLE!” he said, shouting the last part as the first knot popped into his stretchy ass. “Oh shit… so that's how knotting someone feels… oh yes.”

“It’s all doggy style with this bad boy,” Turner joked before pulling out to the flare and thrusting back in at full force. He repeated this over and over, brutalizing her tight, spasming pussy, dipping his head forward to suck some milk from her over full tits every time he hilted her.

“Shit… right…” She gasped out, legs trembling with each pussy breaking pound. “Fuck it this is… good for now. We can change things up… after we go a bit longer… like this.” She arched her back, pressing her tit agsint his face harder, her nails digging into his shoulders as she grabs on tight, her legs shooting out to wrap around his waist, locking together at the ankle as she pulls him in deeper.

With her newfound help, Turner’s knot just started to tease her lips even as his flare bottomed out against her cervix. Well, he thinks, my spell will prevent any tearing…
“How about I flip you around after I get the knot in… if you still want it?”

Steel popped the knot in and out of himself with ease, gripping on it each time in order to tighten himself back up a little. “Please say yes. Oooh pleeeeease say yes.”

“Hey!” Turner scolded Steel condescendingly. “You get no say until you can get the second knot in there.”

“That… sounds perfect. Spin me around on your fat fucking cock!” She tossed her head back and whined, pulling him in even more, feeling the bulge of his knot pushing her already stretched cunt even wider. “Just. make sure I’m facing him! I want to see the little slut… fuck himself…”

“I gotta get in there first…” he moaned as he used some magic to start her cervix on the road to taking his shaft and began thrusting with almost savage intensity.

The fingers digging into his shoulders tightened, the short, trimmed nails digging into his coat, coming just shy of breaking the skin as she winced at the feeling of her deepest barrier being forced apart. “That’s it! Keep… going. Give me every inch of that monster!”

Wanting to distract her from the most painful part, and knowing that people are at their most honest at times like this, Turner asked “What are your top three favorite berries, Berry?” as he neared the midway point where her own body would help him the rest of the way in.

As the two fucked, Steel felt the second, larger knot hit his back door. “Okay, here we go.” Steel whined as the knot stretched him, the smaller one probing deep inside of him and stretching previously unexplored areas. With his whole body flexing and shaking, he felt his anus cross the point of no return, swallowing the rest of the fat knot and making him see stars. “Holy shit… I… I did it!”

“Hold that thought a minute, Ber,” Turner whispered before turning to the large stallion balls deep in his own ass. “Thanks for chastising yourself, Steely!” Chuckling, the unicorn inflated the two fabricated knots just enough that they wouldn't be coming out through his own actions.

“Top three.. Favorite… what?” Berry asked.

“Berries.” he restated, gently rocking back and forth while he waited for her answer, and for the chance to bury himself to the hilt. “I always liked blue raspberries myself.”

She snorted out a bit of laughter, shaking her head. “Wow…. that is some amazing pillow talk.” She grinned, making sure she wasn’t getting distracted. As much as it would hurt, she wanted to feel every bit of the massive knot popping into her. “Strawberries, Blackberries, and just got that fucking knot into me-berries.” She grinned at him, her legs pulling tight, trying to force him into her.

“In my defense, I never really hold myself for this long. Gotta have something to take my mind off the tingling in my crotch. So, how about this?” He pushed the knot just enough to tip the balance, but braced his arms against her so her needy muscles couldn't draw him deeper. “On the count of three, you tell me your real third choice and I'll let go and let you have the knot at the same time.”

She closed her eyes, her hips trying to buck against the knot, to force it into her, but it stayed just out of reach. The pressure from it was already dulling a bit, her body getting used to being spread like that. “F-Fine… blueberries. You happy?”

“Not as happy as you're about to be.” Turner whispered, letting go and allowing her own hungry snatch to pull him the rest of the way to the hilt.

She screamed as the massive bulge spred her cunt further then it had ever been. If it hadn’t been for Turner’s spell, she knew she’d be howling in agony as it tore her apart. Instead her flesh stretched wide, straining to take the huge bulb. As soon as it was in she fell limply back to the bed, panting, twitching slightly. “Oh… fuck that… j-just gimmee… a minute… then flip us over..”

Turner obliged, opting instead to rock back and forth at a gentle pace. “Hey, Steel, how does it feel to only be able to tease yourself now?”

Steel looked up at him, rubbing the exposed part of the massive shaft currently logged in his ass, moaning. “Good actually. I can feel me gripping myself. Quivering. So snug.”

Turner giggled at the stallion's newfound eagerness while gently humping into the filled futa. “Well, how about a new game? Wanna hear the rules?”

Steel hissed as his ass massaged his new, extended tool. “Shoot.”

“Well, being knotted as you are, it must be really hard for you to get off. So, if you can, it would make sense to properly reward you. How hard would you try if I said that managing to reach any kind of orgasm would result in me defusing your cock from the one you wish you had and letting you fuck either the sweetheart’s or even my own ass. Sound fun?”

Steel grinned at the idea, rubbing his exposed portion of cock in long strokes. “You're on!”

Turner, satisfied that the pegasus would be too busy to provide further distraction for some time, returned his focus to the mare he was teasing with his knot. “Ready to flip?”

She looked up at him, her face still strained from the feel of her body being stretched so much, but less so then it was, having gotten a bit more used to it, and over the initial pain. “Oh yes! Spin me around that massive fuck pole of yours!”

The unicorn smirked before doing exactly that, using his magic to spin her around onto her knees… And then continuing to spin her for one more full rotation after that, turning from a 180 to a 540.

She gasped as she was moved around, taking a moment to settle into the new position, grinning at the other stallion busy fucking himself. Reaching down to give her own cock a few hard strokes where he could see before looking over he shoulder. “Alright, now show the little butt slut how a real stallion fucks a mare.”

The unicorn pulled his cock out to the flare, not slowing down as her vaginal muscles try to hold his knot, before hilting again in one stroke. “Sweety… I don't think you know what you're asking for.”

Steel continued to rub and flex, trying to please himself enough to orgasm. “But I'm the one acting like Celestia’s gift to anything with a hole?”

Turner glared at the self-fucking stallion while pounding his cock further into Berry's depths. “I could always make those knots bigger, y’know!”

“And make me cum quicker?” Steel laughed, anal muscles clenching in the most pleading of ways as he did.

“Hehe… point taken!”

Berry winced, crying out as he slammed roughly into her, her already stretched and abused cunt easily spreading to allow him to do it, but still causing a shock of pain. Pain that felt so, so good. Her cock throbbed, a thin jet of pre leaking out to soak into the bed. “Once again… DP’ed… by minotaurs..”

“Yeah, sounds like it,” he whispered snarkily into her ear. “Perhaps, then, you want something truly new?”

“Heh… i’m going to… Need… very, very… Precise details on what you mean. I’ve seen some of the kinky shit you got in… that horn. I’m all for a good bit of fun but… I don’t like having my body messed with like that… ugh!”

“Oh, nothing too out there.” said turned, knotted cock throbbing as the soft, slick pussy walls could around it to milk every Turner. “Just my echo spell and a tiny bit of urethral play. I'd say about twice as big as a spaghetti noodle at most… unless you want more.”

She thought about it for a few moments, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation of being so very filled with such a vast amount of cock meat. “Sure on the first one… gonna have to pass on that second one.”

“Sure, though you really don't know what you're missing.” Regardless, the unicorn settled for just the echo spell, picking up the pace so it had something to repeat. “Mind if I at least change the position?”

She looked over her shoulder, pouting a bit. “But we just got like this! Besides… I want that guy to watch my cock throb and dance and jiggle as you rut me from behind… before I hose him down with another load of mare-cum!”

“Oh, it will still be from behind, and he'll still have a front row seat until he can follow our little arrangement. I just wanted more leverage.”

She nodded, giving her cock a few more strokes. She locked her gaze with Steel and imagined him splattered with her jizz.

Suddenly, six more glowing hands appeared. Two grabbed at her ankles and pulled her supple legs into a perfect split, causing her pussy to naturally tighten. Another two went to her shoulders and held her suspended right in front of Steel. The remaining pair were hollow and slipped over her own hands. Turner used her thighs as hand holds and started pistoning into her, pulling back until the flare just teased her lips apart before plunging back in and re-knotting.

The hard, steady rutting felt amazing. It hurt, and she knew she’d be sore for at least a week, but she didn’t want it to stop. Every hard thrust made another spurt of pre jet out, getting thicker and thicker as she built to her climax., not even bothering to hold back. “Yes… fuck yes! Rut me… fucking pound me… oh Celestia’s gaping asshole this is… so good..” She reached out, grabbing Steel’s head with one hand while the other slid over her cock, putting his face directly in front of her leaking jizz hole, but far enough back he’d be unable to get a taste till she shot. “Fuck yes… do it… pound me… so close… make me fucking CUM! Make me mark this little sissy colt… make him know he’s our little cum-slut!”

“See Steel, that is how you dirty-talk. However, Berry, I did promise he could fuck one of our asses if he could cum. Perhaps we should give him more time?” Turner leaned forward so he could see the look on her face when he started manipulating the ‘gloves’, watching as her own hands moved at his whim. One reached down to her balls and gently pulled them away from her body to delay her orgasm. The other helped by gripping the base of her shaft tightly. “So, Steel, think you can shoot in the next five minutes or so?”

“Five… minutes… fuck… besides you never… said a time limit… Just let me hose him… down.” She winced at the feeling of her balls being stretched. “It might make him cum… just from that.”

“Oh… I think can.” Placing both hands on the armrests of the chair he was sat in and spreading his legs, Steel sat himself down so the exposed part of his shaft was in between him and the chair. Finally, he ground himself into the chair, rubbing the exposed portion of his cock on the soft fabric, while the shaft and two knots inside him thrust inward and outward slightly, pressing against his prostate. “E-Eureka!”

“Oh? Already so close? See, Berry, it won't even be that long of a wait. Maybe you can cum together!” Satisfied that she was being held back by her hand squeezing her shaft, he moved her other one under the flare to catch some of the thick pre. Its next stop was under her tits to collect some milk and finally it comes to a rest right in front of her lips. “By the way, do you want me to cum when you two do?”

She gave the pool of fluids a few quick licks before looking back. “Sure… fucking fill me up… just… make me fucking cum!” She arched her back against the hands holding her in place, trying to rock her hips, anything to help push herself over the edge.

“Better hurry, Steel, I think she wants to cum more than you do at this point.”

Steel kept grinding, gasping and moaning as he pounded and rubs himself all at once. “Oh Gods… it's almost here… you ready Berry?”

“Yes… fuck yes I’m ready…” She gave his hair a hard yank. “Ready to make you my little cum-bitch while this real stallion fucking breeds me!” She stroked her cock harder, feeling it flare out, needing just one more push from the stallion filling her cunt to push her over the edge.

Turner chuckled as an evil thought entered his mind. He made her hand leave her cock to run along his as he pulled out to the flare, coating it in her own fluids. This hand moved up and held her muzzle closed, forcing her to smell her own musky juices. The other hand was pulled down to pinch her clit. With her readily distracted, he covertly materialized another hand behind her head where it just floated… ominously.

Steel whined as he felt his balls tense up, and his own precum flooded his bowels. “Shit! Cumming!”

This was finally too much for the mare, her entire body went rigid, straining against the ghostly hands holding her as her cock jerked hard, the first massive eruption of jizz rocketing out, splattering on Steel’s face as Berry simply gasped, moaned, and cried out, her entire body starting to rock in time with the sprays of thick mare-cum shooting from her cock.

Turner was in heaven. The moment Berry started convulsing on his knotted member, he undid the barrier holding his cum back and his balls, now each the size of a grapefruit, started unloading gush after gush of thick, creamy semen directly into her cervix. There was so much that not even the knot would have held it all in if he hadn't created a new seal with magic to hold it within her. As he wound down, he collapsed on the mare’s back both of them only held up by his magical hands. “Oooooh. O-oh, hey. Looks like the slutty stallion came inside his own ass. Good job. Who's ass do you want?” As he lay there, his magic pulled all of Berry’s cum off of the large stallion and held it in can orb in front of him, just out of reach.

“Well… oh fuck that was great… seeing as you've fucked each of us now… thought I'd… return the favor to you, y’know? After all… I'm not a total bitch.”

“Well, Turner Bout is fair play, after all. Go right ahead.” Turner moved off of the ahegao’d mare and shaking walked up to Steel and presented an anus that the larger stallion could fit his arm into without lube. “Be sure to rim it a little. It's only polite.”

Berry rolled over, sprawling out on the bed, dazed, just barely aware of what was going on.

As Steel spread the pliable, jiggly ass cheeks apart, he looks over at Berry. “Hey, you wanna fuck his cock whole while we're going?” He presses his tongue into the hole, licking around it before penetrating, rubbing Turner’s cheeks as he slurps.

Turner waited for the jock’s tongue to stick a little too far into his ridiculously gaped hole before he demonstrated just how much control he had over his own body. The apparently worn out ponut suddenly snapped together, gripping his tongue so tightly that he had no chance to pull it free as the pucker bunched up and pressed slightly into Steel’s mouth.

Steel gasped against the ponut gripped his tongue, trapping him inside. He was fairly impressed, to be honest. The fact that he could tighten his ponut so much so quickly was astonishing. As he began to slurp and lick yet again, accepting his new anal prison for the time being, he reached around and gave a thumbs up to the smaller stallion.

The twinkie stallion looked over at Berry, enjoying her rather blissed out expression before remembering his earlier plans for her. “Berry. Open your mouth.”

The mare blinked, letting her mouth slip open with a small moan.

Turner’s magic hands grabbed her buttocks and slowly lifted them until her cock was inches from her face and her abused pussy was tilted slightly forward. Then, he undid the seal holding his seed inside her. The thick fluid slowly trickled out, around her balls, down her shaft and, dripped into her waiting mouth.

The feeling of the warm seed pouring down her shaft woke her up, she gave the stallion a quick eye roll while shaking her head, before eagerly getting to work likcing up as much of the seed pouring over her face as she could.

He chuckled more at her expression before returning his attention to the pegasus frenching his pucker. “You gonna mount me or are you waiting for it to slip you some tongue?” The unicorn blinked as he processed his own words before summoning a replica of his own forked tongue inside his anus and pressed it into Steel’s mouth. “Happy?”

Sliding his tongue along the forked one, he smacked the twink’s cutie marks to remind him that his tongue was still locked in his anus.

Rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, he relaxed his muscles and let his backdoor gape open again. “Hey, you ever play Operation?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Try to stick it all the way in without hitting the sides.”

“Oh… okay.” Steel stood up, easing his member into the hole and feeling the warmth emanating of of the anal walls just barely inches away from his ass. “Almost there…”

Turner felt the faintest of touches and clamped down locking the member in place with only three inches left. “Aww, so close. Fifteen seconds and you can try again. Hilt me and win the best muscle control you have probably ever seen. By the way, how does it feel moving around with Goliath still double-knotted?”

“Great, honestly.” said Steel. “Every time I move, I can feel it rub and massage my anal walls. Speaking of which, it feels so good inside of you. How’d you get this much control?!”

“Frankly I was screwing with my own anatomy so much trying to grow muscles so jocks wouldn't make fun of me that I can feel and control every muscle in my body. Even stopped my heart for a few seconds to scare my physician once. Who knew I just had to show them how they stacked up elsewhere? By the way, take two.” He released the horsecock and pulled back before looking back and noticing one of Berry’s hairs had landed on the shaft, about where he felt something. He pulled it off and showed it to the pegasus. “Here, this should help.”

“Damn! That's a sensitive ass if I've ever seen it.” Before he started moving, he looked over to Berry. “Offer to stick it down his cock is still open.” Without further ado, Steel moved forward, hilting himself without incident, and bracing himself for the oncoming tightness.

“Yeah, Berry! Join in!” Turner looked to see the funny face Steel was making in preparation for him to clamp down again. So, he didn't. Instead, his walls worked in a wave; first gripping the base in a loving caress, then working its way up the shaft almost like reverse penetration.

“Oh… oh my…” says Steel, tilting his head back. He started his thrusting at an even pace instead of building up, knowing that Turner would want to get straight to business. “Work that hole on me. Ooooh… just like that… yeah.”

Berry was lapping up the fading stream of cum leaking from her cunt, giving the two a grin. “I’m fine, you colts just finish up then we can go get a drink.”

Turner obeyed, rippling and pulsing his anal walls in a complex, ever-shifting pattern of varying pressures and motions. He looked up to Berry and groans. “I thought we were going to sleep together. I wanna cuddle!”

“Hehe… well, well,” said Steel. “Looks like the big bad dom has a soft spot too, eh?” The strength of each of his thrusts increased, pounding harder in Turner, the feeling reaching deeper within him. Steel moaned whorishly, however, as the dildo in his ass became more and more noticeable as he thrust. “Gods that feels wonderful!”

Turner suddenly gaped wide on one of Steel's thrusts into him, clamping back down when he felt the stallion's balls flop into him as he hits the rim. “Getting uppity again? My idea of cuddling with you would be me on my back with you impaled on my cock all night. I leak a lot, after all, and need someone to catch it.”

Steel moaned, feeling warm anal flesh wrap around his balls for the first time in his life. He looked down at Turner. “Would you fuck me awake in the morning, too? Fill me up with a nice, milky stomachs worth of your seed?” He lowered his face, moving to kiss the dominant twink.

Turner gave him a small peck on the lips before responding. “Better, I would wake up early and fuck you gently for hours while you still slept, filling you with load after load while I massaged you to keep you relaxed and asleep.”

“Oh Gods!” Steel dove down, taking Turner’s lips in his and darting his long, smooth tongue into his mouth.

The unicorn wrestled with his tongue for a while before pulling back. “You like these little fantasies? Fine, suck my horn and I'll tell you more.”

The pegasus ran his tongue around the horn, following it's spiral pattern before taking the whole thing in his mouth. Meanwhile, his hands roamed around to the front, rubbing and caressing the superior cock.

“Perhaps I won't even massage you. A simple spell, one used to ensure insomniacs can sleep, and I could even drive you to your own orgasms before you even wake up. Do you want me to do that? Perhaps not. I do have something planned for you for later, after all.”

“Yes!” Steel didn't even have to think about it. “Oh Gods yes!” He humped into Turner as much as he could, wanting to thank him for everything he's had done. “Thank you… thank you so much for showing me this new world. There's so many things I want to try… so many things I want to do… thank you as well, Berry. You fat cocked mare, you!” Steel loved the way Turner’s ass pleasured him, even cradling his balls at this point.

Turner milked Steel's cock lovingly. Like a farmer milks his dairy cow. “Ooh, Steel, it was my pleasure. Just wait until tomorrow and I'll open your eyes to even more fun.”

“Oh it was my pleasure.” The mare cooed. “Don’t forget I’m waiting on you two so we can go get a drink.. My treat. Ummm.. maybe..” She started looking around the room. “Either of you see where I kicked my shorts?”

When she looked over, she found them lying on the ground underneath Turner with his flare resting on it. That also happened to be the moment when Steel’s ministrations on his cock, horn, and ass managed to draw a second, less powerful orgasm from the tiny stallion.

“Ohhohohoh, that hit the spot. Hey Berry, if you don't want to fuck my cock, why don't you suck it?”

“I think she's… spent man… HNNNNG!” With one last thrust, Steel unloaded himself inside his little big friend, finally blowing his last load. “Oooooh… that was awesome.”

“Eh, you don't need to be ready to go to suck cock. Besides she is thirsty... Nah, want to make sure I have enough for when I make you my ‘dream catcher’?”

Steel grinned, nuzzling into the smaller stallion's mane. He smelled so nice, like mare’s conditioner. “It makes my hole quizer just thinking about it.”

The unicorn turned, threw the larger pony over his shoulder and carried him onto the bed. “Keep the toy as well or no?”

“Nah, take it out.” says Steel. “Need to be comfortable enough to fall asleep.”

A devious grin spread on Turner’s face before he asked “What if I could make it comfortable enough?”

“What do you mean?”

The unicorn lit up his horn and the magical construct stretching Steel wide instantly became ridiculously soft, twisting along his intestines rather than trying to force them into alignment. As an added side effect, the material filled in every nook and cranny, feeling like a solid enema.

“Ah… ah… W-What are you doing?” stammers Steel.

“Making it more comfortable. After all, it only makes sense that soft things are more comfortable.” Turner squeezed a drop of milk from one of the jock’s teats before caressing the entire breast. “See? Soft.”

Berry rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but grin. She could only think of one other stallion she knew that could match these two’s endurance. She climbed off the bed, wincing as her stretched, battered cunt ached from the movement. She debated joining in again.. But they were having enough fun on their own. Besides, she needed something to drink with a bit of kick to it. “So you two almost ready? Or want me to go on ahead and get the drink ordered?”

“Oh, I was serious about heading to bed… I could order one sent up here if you want?”

“Nah, I prefer to get my own. Make sure the bartender gets it right.”

“Rainbow Whisky.” Steel said, still enjoying the feel of his new tits being groped. “And make sure they use real rainbow juice!”

“Tell him I want the House Special, he’ll know what I mean.”

“Sure.” She grabbed her shorts, giving Turner an eye roll as she shook off some of hi cum, reaching in and grabbing her phone and wallet. “Just be glad I waterproof these things.” Before heading out, not bothering to put on any clothes. Turner used the interim to cast some spells in preparation for the night. She came back a short time later, carrying the drinks, as well as a massive mug of her own. She passed them out, giving the two stallions a small smirk as she did so, before taking a long pull of her own. “Okay I can see you waiting for it… what the buck is in that bottle?”

He quirked an eyebrow as he held a bottle shaped like a horsecock. “Come on, can't ya guess?” He poured out a shot of the thick, somewhat frothy, liquid. “Perhaps a taste would help?”

“... Is that cum?”

“Hehehe, sorta.” He handed the glass to the pegasus.

“Yeah I kind of figured with you.”

“Hey, don't knock it til you try it.” He poured two more glasses from the cumslit of the bottle and handed one to the mare.

“Nah, I already took a taste.” She stuck out her tongue and chuckled. “Not bad, but I’ve kind of had my fill of that stuff for a bit, need something to wash it down with. Now drink up you two.”

Turner knocked back the carefully fermented spunk before gulping thickly and looking at the bottle. “Woah, that is a lot stronger than usual!”

Berry simply smirked, taking a longer pull of her drink. “You don’t say.”

The unicorn looks at her, slightly more buzz than he would like. He started to cast the spell to purge some of the alcohol, but a wave of dizziness hit him. Sshit… I s’ink sshe drugged me. “If y-ya wanted t’fuck me y’coulda ashked inshtead of shlipping shomshing in mah booze.”

She got an offended look on her face. “Hey!” She raised her free hand to her chest, placing it over her heart. “Filly scout’s honor, I did not add a single thing into your drink.” She reached over, taking the bottle and having a long pull, opening her mouth so he could see it in there before making a show of swallowing, showing him her empty mouth afterwards.

“Hehe, shwallow zat load,” he giggled drunkenly.

She shook her head, climbing into bed next to the other two. “Or you just tired yourself out more than you think, and are getting hit by the booze a bit hard.”

“Naw, ah hadda shpell t’shlow the abjorbshun of ze alcohol. Iz way t-too much f'r mah s-sy-teugh,” he dozed off mid sentence for a moment.

She chuckled, curling up next to him. “Granted… just because I didn’t add anything, doesn’t mean I didn’t do anything to it at all. You may good at this, but you aren't the only one.” She gave him a tender kiss on the forehead. Snuggling close as she got comfortable.

“Wudjyou do?” He tried to think if anything like this had happened before and all he got was when someone spiked his tea with whiskey without telling him. He also briefly shuddered at the memory of the hospital visit that followed.

“I'll tell you in the morning.” She pressed a finger lightly to his nose. “For now, let’s just rest up.”

“J-j’s plz t’ll men iz not shtronger booze.” The room was spinning now.

“Maybe just a little” she giggled. “Don’t worry mommy will take good care of you.”

He whimpered slightly before limply reaching for is skinny jeans to get the charcoal tablets he kept in case of alcohol poisoning. “Too mushch.”

She rolled her eyes. “Wow you really don’t hold your booze well do you? Look, you’ll be fine, I know exactly how much a pony can take. Just lay back and sleep it off and you’ll be fine.”

“Svernty pounds?”

“Wow, even drunk to the gills you still have to be stubborn. At least I know how to get down for a bit.” She gave him a grin. “You aren’t the only one that knows there way around places like this, or doing this kind of thing. I know what I am doing, I am not an idiot. Just wanted to give you a reminder not everypony is as easy to break as Steel over there. And you aren't the only pony with a few surprises. Now, listen to somepony who actually knows what they are talking about, lay down, go to sleep, and you will be fine.”

Shhhhiiitttt. Lesht ze hangovvver’sh gunna wake meh erleh. ‘M gunna getter back’n’de mornin’. “Shteel! Git ohn mah diick!” He had already used a spell to keep himself erect overnight and another for the dildo earlier when Berry was away. Might as well use it.

Steel bent over, spreading himself and backing up into Turner’s cock. “Aaaah.... so full again… Gods, I love your thick cock.”

Instead of squeezing around the highly malleable material, he pressed into the hollow back. The toy changed again, flowing deeper until it was three times as long as the original. While its girth didn't change, the two original knots moved deeper and a third one ensured that it would lock in place overnight.

“Oh yes…” moaned steel, rubbing his belly and feeling the massively exaggerated bulge. “You're so deep.”

Turner grinned sleepily and struggled through one last spell. Slowly, the jiggly mass of synthetic flesh rippled soothingly through Steel’s intestines. “Naow, go’t’slep.”

Steel laid down with Turner, yawning as he rubbed his vibrating belly. “Mmmmm… goodnight.”

“G’night” he mumbled back, flopping back onto the bed and languidly massaging the jock's tits as he passed out.

“Goodnight to you too, Berry.”

“Goodnight to you both.” She wrapped her arms around Turner, pulling herself close to him as she settled her head on a pillow, closing her eyes to drift off to sleep.

Steel slept well but started to feel… strange, later on. His dreams took a turn for the erotic, with the subject matter almost always being the stretching and decimating of his anus. As he moaned and groaned, writhing in pleasure as he was filled again and again, he realized that his dreams felt almost too real. So, forcing his eyes open to see the early morning sun, he turned to Turner and gasped at what he saw.

The unicorn was gone. In his place was a note. ‘I am so sorry for not being there when you woke up, but I got called away for work. I decided to leave you with a few gifts to keep you busy until we meet again. You may have noticed you still feel stretched? That would be a converter gem that is changing your pegasus magic into unicorn magic to power the spell holding Behemoth together (thank those tribal equality fanatics). It is being held in place by a chastity cage and the key is in that thing that looks like an egg timer. I advise against trying to force it to go faster. Use them as much as you want and consider them gifts from MagEroTech Industries. There is also the matter of you're new attire, but I'll let you figure that out.
Turner Bout~
Ps. Inform Berry that her note is on the dresser.

Steel quivered, feeling his ass flex and tremble around the foreign object inside him. “Wait… what if I need to poop? Ugh, nevermind, hey Berry? You got a note on the dresser!”

The mare blinked awake, not a trace of any hangover and sat up, blinking her eyes weakly for a few moments before nodding. “Huh… oh ummm right..” She moved to slide off the bed, overestimating how high it was and nearly falling on her ass before managing to stand up and head to the dresser, checking the drawers till she found the right one.

Berry,still not quite sure what you did to me, though I think I have a guess. I expect you to tell me when we meet again and I just wanted you to know that I respect a mare that can get the drop on me. However, that only reduces for punishment for making me look like a fool. I figured out a punishment that wouldn't cross any boundaries (probably). You see, I planned to show you a special trick today, but now I'm using it to mess with you. There are markings on your breasts and cock. Those are spell matrices holding a very interesting spell to those body parts. They are done in permanent marker and it'll be a week or two before it fades and the enchantment collapses. To explain, you now lactate strawberry milk, cum blackberry syrup, and urinate blueberry juice. These are transmogrification spells, so don't worry about actual urine in your juice. Your femcum is also the syrup, by the way, since I couldn't figure out how to separate that part of your anatomy from the effect.
Have fun~. Turner Bout

As she read, Steel turned the timer a little to test it, causing it to add five more minutes to the thirty that were left. So he turned it the other way… And it added another five. “Well, shit.” He felt his chest, noticing that while the full blown tits had gone, his pectorals had increased in size, softness, and perkiness. He was that much closer to the pecs he's always wanted.

“Huh…. those are… interesting.” She looked down at the lines on her, running a finger across them. “Well…. He better realize this means war.” A grin crossed her face as she started planning out ideas. “Still, this should be interesting.” before shrugging her shoulders. “And if it’s to annoying I’m sure Knyght can do something about the spells early.” She turned back to Steel. “So… want to go get breakfast?”

“Mmmm…” He rubbed the plug that so pleasantly stretched his rear. “Do I get some of that “syrup” on my pancakes, mommy?” Looking down, Steel finally noticed his new outfit, and groaned. He was currently clad in a sky blue chineighse style backless sundress with comfortable sandals. His face was done up with teal lipstick and purple blush, with some dark eyeliner the match his violet eyes. “Of course he would do this… you want help with your little war, Berry?”

Her grin broadened and she nodded.“Yes, to both counts.”

As Steel stood he heard his spellphone ring. When he picked it up, he selected his messages, finding a new one waiting at the top; “Dude… you have to see this… holy shit.” Opening it, he came to a site labeled “Erotic Revolutionaries Operation.”, with two videos featuring the princesses on the main page where they… they… “Berry… come look at this… “

“Huh?” She was busy trying to shake enough of the dried cum off her clothes to at least wear them home. Dropping them on the table she moved over ,”What’s up?”

Steel showed her the videos on the Website, gasping again as the two princesses of Equestria locked lips.

She grabbed the phone, her jaw dropping open as she the scene played out in front of her. “Is that… Are they… No fucking way this is real. It has to be an illusion… somepony is going to end up on the moon for this.”

As the two continued to talk about what they were seeing, baffled and amazed, two princesses and three pornagraphers were driving to the home of a purple alicorn, getting ready for part two of their debauchery.

Author's Note

Hey guys! Just a quick interlewd to introduce some new characters.

This is an edited version of an RP between me, Seraphim, and Lord Sergal. My OC is Steel, Seraphim's is Strawberry, and Sergal's is Turner.

Hope you guys enjoy!

Interlewd - Dewdrop Dickings

Author's Note

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Sorry it took so long. School and whatnot.

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(Insert 'Seen Enough Hentai' Joke Here.)

(Contains; Excesive Cum, Incest, Monster Cocks, Tentacles, Triple Anal, Cumflation, Slight Bukake, Tag Team Oral, Excesive Cumbaths, Fur Matting, Sounding, Prostate Play, Mild Hypnosis, Mild Mindbreak, Cum Knot (you’ll find out), Knotting, and Chivalrous Draconic Buttsluttery. Enjoy!)

Red follows behind the princesses, camera glued to swaying backsides and flicking tails as they make their way to Spike’s room. Each one is clad in lingerie; specifically laced bras, thongs, and thigh high socks. The thongs were special though: designed as hammocks for large sets of sheaths and balls, and made tight enough to hug the Princesses’ curves and assets while remaining comfortable. The groin pouches wiggle and slosh about, and a faint churning noise can be head if a camera strays too close to them.

He’s almost hypnotized by them. Transfixed by the jiggling masses of flesh. The princesses know what they have, and flaunt it well. Each step was deliberately slow, each sway of the hips exaggerated. Even their hoofsteps came down a little harder than average to make those beautiful backsides bounce. The sharp, metronomic clack of hooves on crystal only adds to the effect.

“Gods you girls know how to strut those asses. Work it.” Red says.

Twilight stops and spreads her legs, allowing her silk-cradled low-hanging fruits to dangle in front of the camera. The living, sentient balls undulate and morph underneath the laced confines; a caged beast begging to be released. “Don’t forget these…”

“Ooooh, good idea.” says Red. “Show all those nice ponies your healthy nuts, you three.”

Twilight places her hands on the back of her head, letting Lurk independently bounce her balls for her while she stands there flicking her tail. The heavy orbs strain against the laced fabric, teasing the audience with what’s trapped within. She lowers herself, resting her hands on her knees and her bottom just above her heels, and shimmies. Her panty plums jiggle with the motion; a sweaty, musky mistletoe inviting Equestria and beyond to a sloppy teabagging session.

“Yeah… make those nuts shake.” Red hisses through clenched teeth. One hand idly fondling the growing lump in his pants. If Twilight wasn’t about to do a shoot, those balls would be his for the rest of the day!

Critical, of course, has to cover Luna, who went for dropping to her knees and pressing her swollen sack into the floor. Moaning as her already rejuvenated batter factories swell and smoosh against the floor. Critical forces his eyes away to look somewhere, anywhere else. Of all the ponies for a big cocked princess to buttlust after, why him?!

Maybe… maybe she knew? No. No, of course not! Nopony knew… nopony.

“They’re so full, my subjects.” Luna says. Her voice is sultry and smooth, every word she’s saying seeming to lick at Critical’s ears, snapping him back to attention.

“So virile and potent. Just waiting to relieve themselves of the bubbling, steaming milk inside them. So beautiful… aren’t they, Critical?”

Critical averts his gaze, realizing the Luna had caught him staring. “Uh, y-yeah! They look great!”

“Awww.” Luna coos. She loved it when her prey feigned ignorance. “Good enough to suck?”

Critical stammers, unable to answer coherently.

“Hehehe… don’t worry.” giggles Luna. She hops up onto her hooves, very slowly picking up her lower body, letting her nuts hang invitingly in front of Critical. “You’ll say yes soon enough.”

Critical sucks in a lungfull of air. This was going to be a looong series.

Vintage zooms in on Celestia’s backside perfectly. Her legs are closed together, pushing her testicles out behind them. As her ass sways above, her large jiggly sperm banks slosh mesmerizingly back and forth. He notices Red next to him, however, ogling Princess and Protege like dinner and dessert… or two desserts depending on who you ask.

“Which one, Equestria?” Celestia asks, smacking her fat ass. “Royal, puffy ponut, or sloshing, cumfilled breeder tanks?”

“Oh that's mean.” whimpers Vintage. “Making us- I mean them- choose like that…”

“Hehe… you're right. They can always go from one to the other.”

MuskIsLife; Urge... to sniff... rising!

After another few good minutes of testicular teasing, Twilight gestures the other two princesses forward with her. “Come on you two. There's somepony else waiting for us up ahead. Or should i say ‘somedragon’?”

They’re right in front of the door, princesses moving aside so the cameras have better access to what lies behind the door. Red pushes the door open, and finally sees Twilight’s surprise.

“Hey everybody!” chirps Spike, waving nervously at the camera. The young male dragon is large; just above the average height of a stallion. There’s muscle visible underneath his scaled hide, but thick flesh and fat wrap around him to create the perfect contrast of flesh and muscle. Underneath him, massive, jiggly cheeks push outward, ensuring that he has cushion wherever he sits. Of course, he’s wearing a jockstrap- a highly favored garment for most male performers- as well as light purple stockings on his arms and feet. The cup in the front is full as well, hinting that at least part of his members are unsheathed.

“Hey there!” says Red. “Wow, um… well this is a pleasant surprise!”

“Hehe… trust me, I’m just as surprised as you are.” His cheeks flush while his legs shuffle. He’s nervous, but anyone who looks hard enough can tell he wants this, made all the more obvious by the hint of dragon musk wafting through the air.

Red had to stop himself from staring, lest he flip the Drake onto his back and dump a load into his ass right then and there. “Ahem! So uh… tell us about yourself.”

Spike leans back on his hands, crossed legs swinging back and forth ever so gently. “Well, my name is Spike Dragul, for starters. I’ve been the number one assistant for Twilight Sparkle ever since I hatched.”

“You gonna be our first straight performer?” asks a hopeful Critical.

“Oh, hardly!” chuckles Spike. “I’m like most dragons; if you're hot, I’m game.” He makes sure to lick across his upper lip while gazing into the camera. His eyes are predatory, but not dominant… like he’s hungry.

“Ooooh.” says Red, horn flickering ever so slightly to tease the growing flesh in his pants. “Sounds like you have some… experience?”

“He most certainly does.” says Twilight. She saunters over, cameras able to capture that trademark alicorn wiggle in each step. When she sits down next to Spike, the two embrace for a loving kiss. Nothing overly passionate, but enough to confirm suspicions of possible intimacy, with how Spike runs his hands through his step-sister’s hair.

“A little step-sibling scandal?” Vintage asks.

“Mhm!” Twilight nods enthusiastically, hand groping Spike’s inner thigh. “Besides being my number one assistant, he makes an excellent cock warmer as well…” She slides to the outer thigh and downward, squeezing Spike’s fat, draconic booty.

Red smiles as the little dragon jumps at the contact. “So you’re a buttslut, huh?”

Spike blushes profusely, sputtering and stuttering like a foal caught stealing cookies.

“No.” Twilight answers for him, giggling as the dragon squirms under her fondling fingers. “No, he’s completely willing to top… that is, after a certain someone pops his cherry first!”

Before anyone can asks anything else, Luna plops down next to Spike, eyes wide. “Oooooh! Saving yourself for a sweetheart? I’ve not heard of such romanticism since my days as a young adult! Tell me more!”

“Luna, behave! You’ll make the poor boy blush himself to death.” Celestia sits down next to Twilight, stroking up and down her arm. She gives Spike a smoldering gaze eyeing him like a homemade three course meal. “So… who is the lucky pony?”

The purple dragon goes quiet, shaking in his seat. “Um… well… t-that’s kind perso-”

“Oh come on, Spike!” Twilight groans, drawing a yelp from the dragon with a playful spank. “We talked about this! She’s gonna end up on the show anyway! Just say it!”

“But... what if she doesn’t-”

“She will!” interrupts Twilight. “At this point, after all you’ve done, it’s statistically guaranteed for her to say yes.”

Spike looks to Twilight, her soft, sisterly smile bringing him the confidence it always does, as well as a tiny bit of arousal. He closes his eyes, and waits for his fiery heart to slow. Finally, opening his eyes, he confesses to the world.

“Rarity. The Element of Generosity. Famed fashionista of Ponyville… she’s the one I’m saving it for.”

Everyone in the room gives their collective ‘ooooohs’ and ‘awwwws’, the action mirrored in the comment section of the live feed.

Openerofholes; You should fuck her, then each other element, in one long session. Perhaps clean the last while you fuck the next?
Re; EroMantic; No! The first time should be special!

Iwantwiinsideme; Dragon loses his virginity to hottest mare this side of Ponyville, while said mare gets double stuffed on his two big, engorged dragon cocks… *throws entire life savings at screen*

CockLover91; Oh MAN! I’m from the Crystal Empire! Spike is literally legend to us! And now, he’s actually doing porn!? There is not enough YES IN THE WORLD!!!

Re; VillainsAdvocate; picture him getting fucked by Sombra. :discordface:

HereForCelestia; So… is incest going to be a huge thing in this series or…?

“Damn!” says Critical. “That’s a Tartarus of a good choice if I’ve ever heard one.”

“So when did Twi here first propose a more… intimate relationship?” asks Red, zooming in on the Spike and Twilight’s faces.

Twilight and Spike both giggle at each other, like two school fillies with a secret. A very dirty, slutty little secret.

“Do you want to tell the story?” Spike asks Twilight, running a claw up a folded wing.

“You're the one who got railed!” chitters Twilight. She leans in to kiss his neck a bit, making Spike coo as she draws close to his fin-like ear. “Maybe… we can tell it together?”

Spike gives his royal caretaker a lap across her cheek. “Deal… but before we start…”

Spike looks at the cameras in front of them and motions for them to back off. After they do so, Spike starts to massage the bulge in the front of his jock, making the bulge grow larger and fatter, and the balls released from his genital slit churn. The other three rut-film stars see what he’s getting at, stroking their own prominent bulges, shivering as their balls are rolled around and sheaths traced.

“It was after my ascension; at least a day. As you can imagine, I. -mmm- was only just getting used to having an… ‘additional appendage’, if you will.”

“She means cock, dick, schlong...” Spike cuts in, earning himself a playful pap on the shoulder.

“The fact that we’re about to have relations is no excuse for unnecessary vulgarity.” Playfully snipes Twilight, tracing the shape of her emerging head in her silken cup. It pushes back into her hand, only increasing her pleasure as it’s pouring sends a pleasant little vibration into her balls and prostate.

ThatPone; Sphincter.
Re; PonutMuncher; fuck the solar guard...

“Says the mare who told me, and I quote, ‘Can’t wait to get up in you, Spike! Gonna give that drake booty a good stretch!’?”

Twilight stammers and blushes, looking away from the cheekily smirking dragon as his bulge increases in size. He always has liked flustering her. Usually makes her fuck him extra hard. “Moving on: I had sat with Spike about a month prior to the Ascension Incident and had ‘the talk’. It was only appropriate after I located his poorly hidden stash of mastorbatory material-”

“And asked me to borrow some!” the dragon adds while the tip off his tail tickles his testicles.

“-that I kept part of for research on draconic arousal… and found that one of his more embarrassing pieces was fanart of him rutting -oh that’s it- me in the shower.”

Spike rubs the scales on the back of his head while his cheeks deepen a shade. “Yeah… kinda embarrassing to tell your pretty-much step-sister that they -mmph- get you hard.”

Luna chuckles behind them while fiddling with her taut, clothed sack with magic and her hand. “Don’t even have blood relation. Get on my level, scrub.”

Spike looks back at her, eyes narrow. “Did you just brag about being more incestuous than me?”

“You mean the fact that you’re a step-scrub? Yeah, I kinda did.”

Before Luna’s more modern l33t speak starts an argument, Twilight continues. “Since I pretty much couldn’t keep my hands off of my new penis for twenty minutes straight, I thought it would be appropriate to offer Spike a more intimate relationship. I was shocked when he said he would only bottom until he had mated with Rarity, but not surprised.”

Celestia snorts, the bulge in her panties split down the middle by another, obviously the outline of her emerging hard-on, which she traces to outline the head of.

“So, yeah.” Spike finishes. “My butt essentially became her favorite thing next to studying in the library.”

Twilight's bulge squirms and quivers; a clear indication that her ‘pet’ is very awake… and very eager. “It became my favorite thing while studying as well.” Her horn glows and a magenta spellphone, bearing her cutie mark surrounded by her friend’s, and starts flipping through the screen.

“Oh, Twi!” sighed Spike, still fondling his growing Drakehoods. “You don’t have to-”

“The whole world is about to watch you get railed by three alicorns.” Celestia interrupts. “A little recorded romp isn’t the end of the world.”

“Found it!” chirps Twilight. Princesses, dragon, and a camera all crowd around the phone. Twilight opens up a groupchat with Celestia, Luna, and Cadance, scrolling up to a post from about three weeks ago.

“Oh, I remember this!” Luna says, gripping her balls roughly.

The post is a single, short video, with the caption ‘Getting in a HARD study session. ;)’ across its middle. In it, Twilight’s recording her Starswirl Spell Collection, only to pan down and reveal that it's sitting atop Spike’s back, while her hard, throbbing shaft pumps into his jiggly dragon ass, the leavings of previous loads oozing out around her with each thrust. Spike whimpers as it continuously hilts him, and his tail is wrapped around her midsection.

“Yeeeaaaah.” moans Twilight in the video, her right hand pawing at his assflesh. “You love it when I study with you, don’t you?”

“Y-Yeah… ah Gods…” Spike whimpers. To the top right you can see his arm, hand wrapped around one of his throbbing cocks underneath him.

“Say it… mmmgah… say my name…”

“T-Twili-”

Her hand crashes down onto his right cheek, making it ripple and forcing him to squeal. Twilight and Spike are both watching the video intently as they grope and caress the growing bulges the each are sporting. “Other name! The third one!”

Spike hesitates for just a moment, gripping the sheets and moaning out his appreciation. “Sensei… Sensei!”

Outside of the video, Celestia gives a chuckle. “I taught her well…”

“That’s right… I’m your Sensei… milk Sensei’s cock like a good little student… shit, I’m cumming again!”

The videos cuts there, and now the underwear had come down, everypony stroking their lengths to full, throbbing erection… everypony except Twilight.

“Um, Twi?” Spike asks. “You gonna whip it out or what?”

Twilight doesn’t answer, just smiles and lays back. Spike looks down and gasps at the quaking, undulating silken bulge.

Spike goes slack jawed, eyes darting between Twilight and her pet.“You… you actually did it?”

“Yep.” says Twilight, spreading her legs more to draw his eye and the two cameras hovering over her. “Had to keep my cock in base form to keep him a surprise… although you made it really hard!” On that last line, she points at the camera with a big, exaggerated smile while everyone else just rolls their eyes.

PinkPhattyRobo; HAHAHAHAHAHA get out -_-.
Re: WonderFuck: Hey Pinkie! Btw, I understand ‘PinkPhatty’, but why ‘Robo’?
Re: PinkPhattyRobo: *smirks suspiciously* You’ll find out… you’ll alll find out~. ;)
Re: WonderFuck: ‘O_O

“Well don’t tease me!” Says Spike, bouncing in his seat. “Let me see!”

With a snap of her fingers, the silk tears, the large tentacle cock shooting out and setting its gaze on Spike, hovering just inches from his nose. The purple dragon’s eyes almost roll, the musk from the thing filling his nostrils almost immediately. He leans to it’s left to address Twilight. “So… does it have a name?”

Before she can answer, it snaps to Spike's face, redirecting his attention back to it and hitting his nostrils with another dizzying whiff as it spoke. Almost like it was exhaling the stuff… blowing it in his face. “Lurk. My name is Lurk.”

Spike actually scoots back a bit, more than a little intimidated and aroused by the giant writhing mass.

“Well, uh… hey. I’m-”

“Spike.”

Spike raises an eyebrow. “You know me?”

“Memories from Host. Before she gave me life. Know your other names too.”

“Other names?”

“Slut. Little Bro. Student. Cumdump. Drake hole. Cockmilk-”

Spike frantically closes his claws around the creature's mouth while everypony around him holds back a snicker. “Okay, okay! I get it!”

Twilight tenses up, body shivering as Spike roughly grabs her talking cockhead. “Hey… you know that’s still part of me, right?”

“Oh, I know.” says Spike. “That’s why I’m doing this.”

“Doing WhaaAAAHAHAHA?!”

Spike presses his lips against her flare, and in turn, Lurk’s mouth, Prenching the cock with all his might and moaning as the tendril tongue wraps around his. His claws run up the back of Twi’s monster cock, making it purr as both Lurk and the monster’s currently-panting owner further stimulation.

“That’s it!” grunts Twilight, entire body flushed with arousal as Spike’s tongue invades Lurk. “Beginning experiment!”

With only little warning Twilight whips her tentacle, sending Spike flying into the mattress. He doesn’t bother to ask what’s happening; just spreads his legs and gives Twilight his best ‘come hither’ gaze. His sack is big, certainly hand filling, but his twin cocks are not enormous, but big. Each one at least nine to ten inches. The heads are pointed, almost like soft spear tips, and the shaft is covered in small barbs, like tiny undulating spines meant to grip into mates. Luna and Celestia feel their pussies juice at the possibilities.

Twilight wants to pounce him, but stops herself. Instead, she pulls over a chair and sits, legs spreading wide to fully display her beautiful nightmare of a groin. She pulls down her bra, letting the girls flop free for all of Equestria to see, and her hands to play with. The thick tentacle extends, seemingly infinite cockflesh slipping from the sheath, throbbing with excitement as it nears the dragon’s trained, waiting rear. Right when it reaches his hole, the tri-jawed mouth of Twilight’s cockhead opens, revealing a writhing bunch of small tentacle tongues, each drawing gasps and whimpers from the receptive lizard as they prep him for deep, rough penetration. She had told him that she was considering a Beastcock, but he thought she’d only go as far as a tentacle transformative. He is pleasantly surprised to say the least.

While Twilight is busy downstairs, Celestia and Luna look to fill the vacancy upstairs. Two pillars of equine flesh, hard and growing, loom over the dragon's heads, both Princesses having shed their lingerie, except the laced knee-highs. Their cumslits are already dripping with the pre of a dormant load, the musk making Spike's mouth water.

“Open up, little dragon…” huffs Celestia, pressing her head into his right cheek “Your princesses demand to be serviced.”

A camera floats up through his legs as the tentacle rims him, closing on his face as he clasps as much of his hands as he can around the two gargantuan cocks growing above his head, moving across them with long, lavishing strokes.

Luna thrust slightly into Spike’s left hand, pre dribbling onto his head. “Twilight’s talked about your throat… open wide!”

Spike strokes her up and down with eyes closed, shivering at the touch of stiff cockflesh against his eager hand. He tilts his head to his left, and opens his mouth. Like a river with floodgates undone, Luna’s big, pulsating meat surges into Spike’s mouth, the dragon barely gagging as it forces past his lips and mouth, straight into his gullet. Spike’s eyes flutter at the sensation of his throat being filled so completely, and starts to bob on her member immediately while his other hand jerks Celestia for dear life. The camera zooms out a bit to get a fuller picture of the whole situation; Spike gagging and slobbering all over Luna’s big fat dick, his hand pumping the big white tower of Celestia’s full mast, throbbing meat missile, and a symbiotic aberration slurping on his puckered star. His face is the clearest indication of how much he loves it; eyes looking up at Luna, hoping for admiration as his tight throat massages her turgid length. His legs are are spread and folded, clawed toes curling as Lurk eats his ass, prepping him for a deep tentacle fuck of epic proportions.

“Oh yeah.” says Luna, hips pistoning to meet Spike’s gulps, force added by the hand on the back of his head. Every few thrusts, Luna holds herself in him until he starts choking. The feeling of his contractions sends shivers through her body. “That’s it Spike… just like that… service us like a foal would his mother’s teat!.”

“He’s not bad with his hands either…” praises Celestia, hands fondling her breasts roughly. Spike twists and corkscrews along her shaft, coming up to meet the head every now and then while raking his claws gently across the semi-flared surface. “Seriously Spike, give Luna some claw action.”

Spike obeys, coming off of Luna halfway and gripping the naked part of her shaft with his hand. He twists his head from side to side, sloppily and noisily slurping on Luna’s shaft while stroking the lower half with the same twisting motions he’s using on Celestia. Luna moans her appreciation with a loud “Fuck!” and runs her hand across his cranial fins, making the dragon look up at her with big, barely-innocent eyes. One of Vintage’s cameras hovers in to capture Spike, zooming in to capture his mouth first, showing of the mixture of spittle and pre dripping from it, then hovering up to get his face, eyes clear of tears as he effortlessly gobbles the great blue dong of the night. Another camera, Red’s this time, zooms in on Luna’s face, capturing mixture of concentration and arousal as she pounds pouty dragon lips.

“You like how I taste, little dragon?” asks Luna, her voice husky and dripping with voracious lust.

Spike’s eyes flutter and roll back, the scent and taste of the alicorn brutalizing his throat forced into him. “Mmmmhmmmm…”

Luna pushes him in, nose scrunching against his hand as he’s made to deepthroat her. “I can’t hear you!”

“MMMMMHMMMMM!” Spike works his tongue around her like a snake when he starts moving again. He snakes his tongue into every wrinkle and ridge, the flavor of her almost enough to push him over the edge.

Spike’s cock sucking continues for two or three minutes more, until a loud, wet, ‘shlick’ is heard, and he tears his mouth away from Luna, gripping both cocks harder and stroking faster as his expression becomes one of sheer bliss.

“Oh… oh shit… Twilight!” Spike’s buttocks clench instinctively, but that only pleasures Lurk further as he bullies his way into Spike’s trained pucker.

“It’s okay Spike.” Twilight huffs, hands behind her head and a pleasured grin plastered across her face as crotch tendrils tweak her stiff nipples. “Just relax and take it… enjoy it!” The thick, veiny tentacle pushes in, stretching Spike’s anal ring wide as it slithers into his depths. The dragon is helpless against it as well, too preoccupied with the fat cocks in his hands to offer any possible anal resistance.

For some odd reason, Twilight’s voice gets audibly… distorted when she says ‘enjoy’ and… did her eyes glow for a minute? A camera hovers over to Twilight’s face, catching her eyes just as they dim. She looks straight into the lense, smiling at the audience as she sends another pulse of light through her velvet eyes again.

She smirks at her audience, pushing her tits together for them. “Shhh! Don’t spoil the surprise…”

Hypno4Hire; Oh you sneaky mare!

As Spike’s mouth hangs open, overwhelmed by inch after inch of undulating tentacle cock squirming through his intestines, Celestia takes the opportunity to ram her length down Spike’s throat. He has little warning before her ivory length has hilted him, her head teasing his stomach while his tongue is able to lick across her balls.

“Oh my…” says Celestia, the other hand pinching an erect nipple. The smile on her face constantly twitches and trembles, a sign of Spike’s oral skills. “I had forgotten how accommodating a dragon's throat can be. So stretchy and durable.” She cups her hand against the the back of his head, thrusting madly into his maw. Spike takes it like a good little Drake. “Gods damn! We’ve got to visit some of the harems in the Dragonlands again!”

Luna smiles at her sister, tearing Spike away from the hard deepthroating and spearing his maw all the way back down onto her shaft for a few pumps. “You mean like that time you had the Dragon Lord’s advisor under the table for the entire conference?”

“One, you had his daughter under your section. Two, he had half of our personal guard worshiping his cock and ass!” Celestia retorts. After Luna gets a few good strokes in, Celestia snaps him back over, gagging him on her thick cockmeat again and thrusting as if his mouth is little more than a pocket pussy.

Spike brings a claw up to tickle Tia’s balls as he gets use to the cycle, sucking and slurping on one alicorn cock before being torn away to the other, making sure his mouth stays open for quick and easy insertion. What had started as a BJ for two had become a facefuck assault on a veteran cockmilker of a throat. It brings back so many memories with Twilight; all those nights under her study table; sharing him with the Princesses on visits to Canterlot; even letting some of the guards of the Crystal Empire fuck him raw while Twilight watched! He loves his big sister, and if the tentacle in his bowels is any indication, she loves him just as much.

Speaking of which, his stomach starts to bulge as Lurk forces it’s way deeper into the dragon's fiery depths, his whole body starting to move up and down when the deeply embedded cockvine starts pumping the slutty dragon. It is without mercy, pumping his tailhole fast and hard from the get go. Meanwhile, its owner writhes in her seat, smaller tendrils shooting up to grope and pull her breasts. Her lips are almost stuck in an ‘oooh’ shape, her entire body reverberating with the pleasure received from spikes boypussy.

“Oh damn… sometimes I forget how well trained you are! Taking me like a good cocksock. Isn’t Lurk just wonderful?” Her eyes glow on the last word again, and she gives a single thrust of her hips, sending a jolt of bliss through the abused dragon’s body and mind.

Spike, in a fit of either amazing strength or willpower, fights against Celestia’s hand and pops off her cock. “Yes! Gods yes! I love Sensei’s cock in my tight little hole! I love cumming from my pulverized prostate! I LOVE BEING TWILIGHT SPARKLE’S BUTT SLU-”

Celestia forces him back down onto her cock, the dragon spitting up around her length a bit, only further pleasuring her with the added wetness. “That mouth has better uses, little whore-drake!”

Celestia starts to laugh at her abuse of the horny, curvaceous drake, before telekinetic a smack on her jiggly rear forces a yelp out of her.

“That was very rude, Tia. Take your cock out and apologize to Spike.” The camera in front of her focuses on her face, capturing the ominous glow as well as a confident, mischievous grin. Not to mention how she continuously fondles her breast for her watchers.

“The Tartarus I… I… oh.” The camera watching Tia focuses on her face again, watching as her pupils start to dilate. “Well played… Sensei.” Celestia lets go of Spike, allowing him to slide off of her member with a wet sloppy ‘shluck’. “Sorry Spike. Got a little carried away.”

Luna notices it too, smiling as her own eyes start to glow. “Mmmmm… haven’t let anyone in there for awhile. Very well… you have my trust Twilight.”

“Thank you Sensei.” Spike says while looking up at Celestia, sticking out his tongue. Celestia is quick to retaliate, smacking his cheek with her cock.

“You’re welcome, my little cum dump…” Twilight says. “Now, I believe you were just explaining to me and the audience how wonderful it is to be fucked so thoroughly?”

“Oh yes!” says Spike, still expertly pumping the two members in either hand while his legs start to spread, and nuzzling the heads every few strokes. “You’re so deep inside. Like you’re hollowing me out and replacing everything with cock. I’m so warm and full, and every nerve is tingling with satisfaction, quivering, anticipating your cum.”

Twilight smiles, her plan going even better than she had initially anticipated. “That was explained beautifully, Spike. I’ll need to reward you with some gems later.” She looks straight into the camera, addressing her audience with an almost succubus-like gaze. A smile soft yet… dangerous? No… tempting.

When she speaks, her voice is calm but commanding. Soft, but soft in the same way a whip is soft when it’s grazed across your skin. “And to you. If I were you… I’d look at the faces on those other two alicorns.”

The camera turns to look at the scene opposite of Twilight. The tentacock is getting rougher and rougher with Spike’s pliant anus, seeming to have thickened at some point. But more Importantly, the two princesses are staring at Spike, watching his belly bulge with each intense thrust. Their mouths water at the sight, and the sound of Spike’s howls of pleasure invade their minds, settling and repeating in their brains.

Twilight slows Lurk down, adding force to each pump to further stimulate that small acorn of pleasure in the submissive dragon boi. Forcing yelp after pleasure drunk yelp from his lips. “Isn’t it great to be so full? So stuffed with hot, throbbing pleasure? To feel that even your mind is plundered and pounded into oblivion?”

“It’s the best feeling in the world, Sensei…” He looks up at his ‘Sensei’, reptilian eyes glowing a bright emerald. “Are you gonna do something with all that telepathy? I can feel you in my head.” Spike’s legs are at full spread now, toes curled as his anus is ravaged raw.

He screams the next second, five more inches forced into him as ‘punishment’ for asking stupid questions. “Hehe… don’t worry, everypony. I let him say that.”

With her ethereal hooks deep inside their willing minds, Twilight turns her attentions to the two alicorns, now oblivious to their own vigorously stroked members and eyeing the bulging stomach of the drake slut.

“You two seem a little… envious.” says Twilight, running her tongue slowly across her upper lip. Her horn glows faint enough to go unnoticed and, with her magic, she teases just inside their soaked lips, and forms ethereal tongues to gently rim their steamy, sweating ponuts.

“So… full…” whimpers Celestia, pushing back against the unknown but not unwelcome stimulation.

“So thick!” grunts Luna, spreading her legs as a sign that she wants more, prompting twilight to rim and tease harder.

Twilight giggles; she has them right where she wants them. “You want it?”

The princesses nod enthusiastically, Spike having long since abandoned their shafts for his own throbbing spears. Both alicorns fondle their heavy sacks and stroke their pulsating pricks, pre dripping down onto Spike… making his chest glisten. Spike’s mouth is still at work however, tongue stuck out to catch the salty cocklube as it shines his torso.

When Twilight talks, it’s like an instructor, but one who’s going through estrus. Like somepony watching over a college summer class filled with rowdy students who’d rather be anywhere else… and she knows exactly how to reign them in. “Alright then, Spike, hands on your chest; you’re finishing hands free while you tease your nips. And you two; you wanna be full like him? You're gonna have to help me fill him!”

“Yes Sensei…” the sisters giggle in unison. They leave Spike’s body, cocks dripping with a fine slathering of sweat and pre, and kneel down next to Twilight’s battering monster tool. Twilight is relentless though, as two camera’s capture the violet auras teasing the Princesses holes, forcing them to hunch over towards Spike. Their ragged breaths further stimulate Spikes now lonely cocks, making him whine, whimper, trembling as his groin begs for contact while he sends jolts of agonizing pleasure through himself with every pinch and tweak of his sensitive nubs. He looks down in the midst his mind altering haze, and sees the two big, fat alicocks erect before him… and straying awfully close to his thoroughly defiled back door.

“T-Twilight… are you sure about-HOOOO!” He’s cut off when a moan tears through him. The veins covering Lurk sprout out like tendrils, the same helping Twilight play with her own breasts. The squirm and explore, massage the dragon in his deepest, most hidden places.

“Relax Spike…” Twilight hisses, teeth clench as Spike coils around her. “You been trained well enough, and you’ve taken three before! Remember when Big Mac and Discord let me attend your ‘Guys Night’?”

Spike shudders, eyes rolling back and a lusty smile spreading across his face. He remembers that, as well as being the semen receptacle should his friends get horny, every night after. “If I had known how big Discord was, I would have propositioned him sooner. Such a good kisser too.”

[MOD]ChaoticWhatever; You should see what I do to Flutters when she gets randy. ;)

Twilight’s left hand reaches down to pet Lurk, making her coo as she feels it thicken. “Alright Spike… get ready.”

The dragon relaxes as much as he can, and the two horny royals push blunt tips against his pucker… and push. There is resistance at first, the stretched hole not wanting to be completely ruined. But the strength and determination of the two mighty princess staffs win out, the hole widening as two more massive poles of mare meat bully into his anus, sliding along side of the tentacle already impaling him. The drake squeals, claws digging almost painfully at his nips, unable to remove them unless commanded otherwise.

“There we go.” says Twilight, slapping across the fat alicorn behinds in front of her with her magic. “Insert slowly; savour the softness, the fullness; love his hole; love their cocks; our cocks!”

The two princesses obey their given commands, sliding in at a nice, steady pace, their aching towers of lust slowly, agonizingly scraping against every sensitive nerve. Twilight’s tendril wrap around them as well, caressing them with the care an artist would clean their sculpture with. When they bottom out, groaning as their eyes flutter uncontrollably, Spike screams his pleasure to the heavens, pulling his emerald colored buds outward.. The scene was glorious, a camera floating overhead capturing it perfectly; Twilight, the obvious top at the moment, toying with herself with tendrils and hands while her long, eldritch vine of a cock plunders a helpless, blissed out dragonboi and reveling in his smooth, tight passageway. At the same time, the two other lusty, amazonian princesses further annihilate the poor (or lucky depending on how you view it) dragon’s ass, stretching him around two more slabs of alicorn meat, playing with their own massive breasts with one hand and rubbing the bloated drake belly with their other.

Luna and Celestia are hilted deep, balls barely touching under the shaft of Twilight’s tentacle, the rest of the swollen orbs compressed against its side. Noticing their proximity, the sisters smile warmly at each other, and turn to kiss, letting their breasts press together and hands explore each other’s bodies while tongues intermingle. When they separate, both horny royals eye Twilight with a lustful, desperate hunger.

“We hilted him, as you requested.” whines Celestia, grinding herself against the warm confines of the dragon’s ass, as well as the still present teasing of their willing holes.

“Now give us our reward!” demands Luna, who roughly slaps her ass; a display of ferocious need for Twilight.

She smiles at the two, amused at how easy it was to turn the two domineering goddesses into her cocklusting servants. “We’ll get to that… first…” The two princesses eyes go wide as a pressure forms against their cumslits.

“W-What is that?!” asks Luna, the worry in her voice small compared to the pleasure. “What are you doing?”

Celestia laughs at her sister, brushing a wing against hers. “Oh you know fine and well what she’s doing. Just relax.”

Luna tries to protest, but stops midway when she feels something squirming up her urethra. The tendril slides in, only stopping when the tip breaches into her prostate, and forms a small, vibrating nub. The same is done to Celestia, who coos in response as her prostate is buzzed, but the cum is stopped up by the tendril; the ultimate combo of sounding and denial.

“Oh my…” sighs Celestia, gently rocking her hips gently as her cock quivers around the intruder. “She’s so deep… all the way to the button!”

“Now the fun can begin!” Says Twilight, smacking both asses repeatedly, until each glows with deep pink and purple.

“P-Please!” Luna begs, humping into Spike and fucking her cock onto the invading tendril. “We demand to be hilted! Fuck us deep!”

“Well…” she says, twisting Lurk to force a moan out of her three subs. Especially the two who’s cocks she’s sounding. “Certain avian species do mating dances during the season… and I’m looking at two beautiful specimens with highly attractive, shakable rears in front of me.”

Celestia and Luna nod to one another and spread their legs as much as they can, wiggling their hips. Cameras hover right behind them, capturing both toned and jiggly cheeks as they clap together, rippling like lakes of smooth coat and hide. They look back at the cameras, too, dilated eyes filled with clear and present desire while lips pout or tongues lick at lips and air. They even bump their hips together from time to time, as well as smack each other to send a more aggressive wiggle through their rumps. Critical, having been mostly filming the tits or asses of the alicorns’ takes a moment to film the reaction of the draconic bottom bitch of the hour; Spike. The little dragon, claws still rubbing his nipples raw, is, in a word, broken. His eyes roll and flutter as his mouth babbles something wordlessly and incoherently. His stomach is heavily distended now, having to contain three massive cocks while his own tall lengths stand at attention, pre soaking them as it dribbles down.

Satisfied with her pet’s performances, Twilight pulls a camera over to her looking at the audience with a sly smile. “Greetings my horny whorses! Would you like to see my next trick?”

MrBrightside: Are you gonna make that dick disappear?
Re:[MOD]ChaoticWhatever; That’s not a trick, I could do that with a wake of my hand. Now if she pulls a rabbit out of her ass… bravo, madam. Bravo.
Re:ChaosControl; Now behave mister or no milk tonight.
Re:[MOD]ChaoticWhatever; What? You seemed perfectly fine with pulling rabbits out of strange places last week when we experimented with Angel. ;)

Twilight chuckles. “No rabbits today, Discord… but I do have something special for all of you.”

Angling the camera down at her sheath, the ring of flesh expands, opening as something forces its way out… another Lurk! And another, and another, and another! When they stop, four additional tentacocks have sprouted from the widened sheath, each with the same eyes and mouth as the original. One of them gags for a second before coughing up… a bunny… a very angry looking bunny… in a diving suit.

“Oh shit!” Twilight laughs. “I forgot about him! Angel here saw me testing out Lurk and got a little curious, and Lurk thought it would be hilarious to give him an ‘extensive tour’...”

One of Lurk chuckles. “He felt goooood inside!”

The bunny huffs, walking away while trying to shake off the various fluids he’s covered in.

[MOD]ChaoticWhatever; Guess there were some rabbits :trollestia:
ChaosControl; Angel! >:( I’ve been worried sick!
Re; [MOD]ChaoticWhatever; She wants to play hide the rabbit again.
Re; ChaosControl; DISCORD!!! D:<

The Lurks squirm over the the jiggly backsides, slathering them in wet, sloppy licks, especially over the sensitive zones of the cutie marks, before diving down to their holes and eating them out voraciously.

“Oh stop teasing!” moans Luna, scraping one hoof against the floor as her nethers clench and spasm. “We’ve been good goood! Now give!”

Twilight licks her chops, a predator on the verge of getting her prey. “Hmmm… well you have passed all the physical tests… I do believe you both qualify!””

The tentacles reposition and plunge forward, drawing screams of ecstasy from the two fat bottomed goddesses. Both of their holes are filled near instantly, stretched by thick, throbbing tentacle meat and fucked raw, tendrils spreading the trained cervical openings and plundering their wombs right off the bat. Spike isn’t left out, the three princesses all thrusting into him in tune with Twilight’s tentacle gyrations while every spot is made more sensitive by Twilight’s tentacles exploring him. The slithering masses pump forward into the receptive holes without mercy, Twilight laying back and groaning as she lets go, Lurk doing most of the work while she gets to sit back and enjoy.

“Yes! Finally!” screams Celestia, hips controlled by the thrusting purple alicorn’s cocks. “Fill us! Pump these harlot Princesses with those throbbing beasts!”

Luna is more ravenous than her sister, thrusting back into Lurk, as she drives into Spike, unable to comprehend how many pleasure centers this is setting off. “Oooooh fuck… what… what she said… ooooh right there!”

As she fucks her pets, another Lurk Squirms out to look Twilight in the face, forcing a moan out of the hypnotist dom.

“So gooood…” it growls. “So warm and smooth… tight.”

She pets along it’s head, purring along with it as they share the sensation. “Does monster wanna kiss while we fini-”

Twilight doesn't even get to finish before her cock head opens and tendrils shoot into her mouth, coiling around her tongue. Her eyes roll all the way back as she returns the kiss and sends heated waves of pleasure throughout her groin. She gyrates her hips slightly and uses her hands to wrap her breasts around the tentacle she’s making out with. Everypony is moving; Twilight thrusting her hips while she sloppily kisses her titfucking tenctacle; Celestia and Luna getting thrashed about as their holes are pulverized, their own hard masts plundering Spikes stretched derriere while they themselves are sounded hard, all faces expressing broken, lust drunk minds or fierce determination, while they squeeze and group each other’s breasts; and of course Spike, hands pinching and clawing at his sensitive little emeralds and cocks swinging rapidly as he’s fucked by three massive cocks, with the force of seven!

All cameras swarm different parts of the body for an in depth look at the massive fuckfest unfolding before them, The sister’s massive asses jiggle with each penetrating stroke between fat, sculpted cheeks, and balls shake out of control, wetness from the plundered pussies above soaking them, making them fling liquid every time they shake and bump each other under Twilight’s shaft and smashing against it. In front, they kiss and stroke each other, tongue fucking each other’s mouths while their hands explore each other’s bodies. Either groping and squeezing titflesh, stroking along their stiff and throbbing wings, or reaching back to squeeze, spread, or spank their round royal rumps. Every few thrusts, they’ll stay hilted with Twi, letting the buzzing in their cocks and prostates tease them, making them fuck the super stretched dragon even harder when the thrusting resumes.

Then there’s the scene below them; Three big fat cocks ramming into a thoroughly bred boypussy, pounding him into the bedsheets with mounting force. He loves this feeling; being mounted and used to satisfy others, filled with liquid affection over and over, and he’d get pointers on how to please, for when he would bed his pearly white Lady. The dragon's tail wraps around Luna’s leg, his own legs spread eagled to allow his tops the best access to him possible. Everyone is thrusting, everyone is getting closer and closer to the big, messy finish. The only thing unnoticed on the camera footage is the bunny rabbit furiously masterbating in the corner.

Twilight’s pumping pet thickens and her bubbling cum cauldrons bloat and tighten, her thrusts increasing in force and pace as her orgasm draws near. “I'm going to cum… but not until Celestia and Luna… need their cum first.” She adds.

“Good student, good student, good student…” Celestia mutters to herself repeatedly. At this point, she and her sister are practically twerking on Twilight’s double dick assaults, booty meat clapping around the anal invaders while pussy juice soaks the vaginal ones. Spike is just as wordless as Luna, the blue alicorn growling and grunting as she practically slams back into Twilight while pistoning into Spike, and the dragon choking on his own moans, each one catching in his throat in response to the savage anal reaming he’s receiving.

Twilight departs from her slopping kissing session, but keeps shaking her tits along its length while checking off all the signs of orgasm on a mental list. “Shaft thickening, balls tightening, cum surging through urethra… everything’s green! Alright my little seed receptacles, Cum!” As she gives the command, the sounding tendrils twist rapidly, and the vibrating in their prostates becomes almost audible!

Celestia and Luna lose it, the tightness of Spike combine with the hard, vibrating sounding too much to bear. They reach down to grip each other’s balls, fondling them, and magically grope each other everywhere else. Their heads flare right as their first ropes of seed pump into Spike… except, they don’t. Instead, the tendrils open up small holes and suck down the loads, practically pulling the cum out of the Princesses as they pump it into their shafts, making sure they get off in the process, spasming while their pussies soak Twilight and their anuses clench around her repeatedly.

As the two claw at Spike’s legs, the dragon himself confused as to where the load has gone, Twilight laughs at the state of the two, while her own throbbing lengths sprout tendril after tendril to whip the Princesses’ over and over. “Tell our viewers what's happening! Now!”

Luna is first, as she’s already Royal Canterlot screaming. “SHE’S SUCKING IT! SUCKING IT OUT OF US! OOOOH! OOOOOOOOH! FUUUUUCK!!”

Celestia is damn near silent, save for the little sounds she makes as her eyes twitch. “So… goood…”

As more and more is sucked out of them, something grows bigger and bigger on Twi’s cock… something just behind Spike’s anus… a knot! She’s inflating a knot with their cum!

“You know,” says a flabbergasted, offscreen Redlight “you think you’ve seen it all… and then shit like this happens.”

“Pull out.” Twilight orders, still pumping into the sisters. They shakily back away, moaning as the tendrils slither out of them, but as they do, the combination of pounding and sounding proves too much for Luna. “AGAIN! IT’S MAKING US CUM AGAAAAIN!”

While Celestia pulls out, Luna stays in for a minute longer, knot growing bigger as her second load in a row is pumped into it. Finally, luna pulls out, unable to stand after two earth shaking orgasms. Both Princesses are on their knees know, powerless against the double penetration as their horns rub and tickle Twilight’s Goliath girth. The tendrils, in turn, wrap around the spirals, sliding over them with the slightest amount of grip.

Twilight rams the now bulbous knot against his tailhole. “You know what I want Spike. Let me in.”

Spike looks up at her, a worry in his eyes. “Twi… I don't… I can't-” his voice catches in his throat as Twilight starts battering his already stretching hole.

“You can and will take this knot!” Ram!

“Then I will fill you, with their loads and mine!” Ram!

“Then you will jerk yourself off and shower them both with your own load!” Ram!
“Then they will crawl under you, and bathe in what you push out!” RAM!

Spike can't argue anymore. He can't even think. All he can do is scream his affirmation as his anus gives in to the monstrous assault. “HAI SENSEEEEI!”

The knot pushes in slow, right up until the halfway point. Then, within a blink, the knot slurps into Spike, his belly bulging obscenely as it fills him. Lurk is thickening, stretching even further, mashing his prostate… he can't take it.

“SENSEI!” he screams. “GONNA NUT! GONNA NUT SO FUCKING HARD!”

“You heard him!” Twilight barks. Like puppets on string, Twilight pushes them to her feet with her cocks, both alicorns pushing their breasts together and opening their mouth for the cumshots while their cocks flop up, hovering next to Spikes cocks on either side. Spike strokes himself like there’s no tomorrow, pumping his shafts for dear life until he roars, thick ropes of jizzm exploding from his shaft. Luna and Celestia both get covered in it; the spunk splashes into their mouths, lathers their breasts… even their eyes are coated. A mixture of tears, cum, and running mascara and eyeliner tracing down their cheeks in globs.

“Oh yeah! Oh fuck!” moans Twilight, still pumping the knot inside him. “Gonna cum… gonna breed you… oh by the Gods! Take it Spike! Take it ALLLL!”

Her balls go taut, and all of her Lurk tentacles thicken to maximum. The Princesses are filled first, cum overflowing around the pistoning Lurk tentacles, bloating the Princesses as more and more is pumped in. For the second time for Celestia, third for Luna, they cum, repaying Spike with a double spraying to his chest and face as the two of the whimper over Spike, still basted in his spunk. Spike is much less fortunate however, the massive cumknot preventing any of the massive load from spilling. His stomach bloats with each spurt, sending growls and roars soaring out of his throat. In fact, the pleasure is so overwhelming that Spike joins the other two, painting them in yet another layer as a throat straining roar signals his next gooey barrage.

With a snap of her fingers, the knot starts to deflate. “Oh yes!” Twilight shouts. “Findings… aah… o-orgasm enhanced by cum knotting technique! D-Definitely use in the f-f-f-future!” It felt like a second orgasm had triggered in the midst of the first, which in turn did trigger another, forcing double the load out of Twilight than she would have expelled otherwise! ‘And they say math can’t be sexy…’ she thinks to herself.

Spike goes completely limp, thanking the various deities that Dragon bellies are so naturally flexible as two anal orgasms rip through his body consecutively. By the time she’s done filling him, the dragon is absolutely immobilized by his pumped belly, the jiggly mass lurching over and obscuring Spike’s double dicked groin. But she doesn’t deflate completely, leaving just enough to plug Spike. He tries to speak, but snaps his mouth shut when cum threatens to bubble out of it.

Twilight looks at Luna and Celestia, eye’s glowing as she tugs at Spikes ruined ass. “Do I even need to ask?”

No. She doesn’t. The two Princesses lie back against the bed, angling themselves so they’re just under Spike’s tailhole… and then they smile, nodding at Twilight. She needs no confirmation.

Her knot fully deflates, and Lurk slips out with a wet pop. Cameras hover in front of the alicorns, both panting with exhaustion, chests heaving. At first, Spike’s whole is merely gaped, a small bit of creamy white deep inside… and then he relaxes. Seed bursts forth like a fire hydrant, a few ropes splattering even Twilight’s body. The other two alicorns are covered not in a sperm blanket, but a comforter! Wave upon wave of thick goo coats them, the entire belly bursting payload pouring over them like a waterfall. Twilight levitates a wine glass under the stream, filling it instantly and hovering it over for a sip. “Mmmm… sweet with a hint of salty… like sea-salted caramel.”

When the cum stops, the scene is unbelievable. Two alicorns, plastered in pearly white cum, rubbing it into their fur and matting it. Their expressions are dazed, soft, dopey smiles and half lidded eyes. Spike is mesmerized, hands still weakly caressing his rubbed-raw nips, while his tail lazily sways from side to side. He coughs up cum, swallowing it back down immediately, his words garbled by it. “... Wow…”

Red looks over the scene, marveling at just how much cum is covering damn near everything in the vicinity of his stars. The stars themselves are ruined; every part of their bodies are coated in at least a layer of cum, matting fur, mane, tail… even the feathers of their wings clump together in groups, a few of the small ones having fallen to the group during the rough plowing by the group of Lurks. The look on the Princesses’ faces is an exaggerated classic; cum covered faces with streams of the stuff trickling from their mouths, with the added bonus of their running eye makeup. Walking over to Twilight, trying his best to mind his step while she rubs her own cum into her breasts, clumping and matting fur to her own delight, Red spills his praise onto her like a fresh cumshot.

“That… was amazing!” Red shouts. “The viewers loved it! I mean-”

“Are loving it, Red.” says Twilight, licking a finger clean. “Loved implies that the scene is over.”

The room goes quiet for a second, even the chat feed stopping for a minute before Critical breaks the silence. “... You… you’re not done?”

Twilight scoffs at him, cupping her heavy sack with one of her hands… her balls are still swollen. Heavy with loads uncountable.

“Bloody hell, mare!” says Vintage, eyeing the sack with a mix of fear and arousal… mostly arousal. “What in Equestria did you feed the blasted thing?!”

JockBreaker; Apparently a rabbit.
Re; [MOD]ChaoticWhatever: HEYOOO! XD

Twilight laughs, using some magic and her finger, paints a ring shape in the air. The sight of the shape makes Lurk quiver and whine. Though whether it’s a whine of fear, happiness, or both remains unseen… at least, for now. “More like what I denied it. Had to build it up some way… plus a few production spells helped.”

Twilight retracts all of her members except one. This one changes, growing thicker and veinier, scale like nubs growing on the surface. The head sprouts tendrils, thick and nubbed at the ends like the ones she used for sounding, and strong too. It stands erect, like her normal cock when Lurk is inactive, and Twilight leans back in her chair, slightly cum slicked wings spread and hanging off the sides of the chair’s armrests, letting their coating drip onto the floor.

“Come.” she commands. “And Spike? You may leave your nips alone.” The others start crawling towards her, Spike sighing in relief as he lets the green little buds go, still covered in their own loads and each other’s. They stop when they're face to face with Twilight’s literally monstrous tentacle, tendrils slithering down onto their faces to caress them.

She smiles at them, running a finger across her lips as she wonders what could rejuvenate them with little magical cost… and then it hits her. She looks at them, legs spread and arms pushing up her tits. “Lick me. Touch me. Kiss me.”

The orders are received and followed immediately. For the next five minutes, Spike, Celestia, and Luna molest Twilight, touching her in every nook and cranny, licking at whatever they can get their tongues on. Celestia and Luna take a particular liking to Twilight breasts and wings, journeying upwards to kiss her every now and then, massaging her tongue with theirs.Anything to please Sensei! Spike covers her balls, sometimes resting them on his snout as he licks her pussy and ponut, inhaling deeply to further melt his own mind with the scent. Twilight doesn’t leave her princesses out or course, taking their breasts in hand whenever she can and sucking hard on the puffy, perked nipples. Twilight’s practically dancing, wiggling in her seat while everypony explores each other, even fondling herself from time to time and telling her ‘students’ how high of a grade they're getting for this. The licking goes on and on, until Twilight raises her hand and like trained pups they back away, even Luna whimpering at the feeling of being so utterly dominated. With a simple point downward, they bow. It was her turn to be in the lead now, her turn to dominate… and Gods be damned if she didn’t do it well. They were obedient, under her control; they would only stop being hers when she wanted them not to be… and they had one more thing to do beforehand.

“Are you all having fun with today's group work?” Twilight asks, gently swaying Lurk from side to side.

They nod up at their leader, eyeing her with a hypno and lust fueled hunger.

Twilight grins, her hand rubbing up against Lurk. The other pinches the nipple of her right breast, sending a pleasant twing through her chest. She had something special planned.

“Alright you three, this next assignment is a group one as well. Just slightly less physical and more… oral…”

“We can do that!” shouts Spike, lunging forward to stroke his tongue across the soft leathery hide, only to be stopped by a purple hoof that pushes him down, making him whine for Sensei’s attention.

“No no no, not like that.” she says to her horny, pleading students. Her eyes light up, her balls bloating to the point that they almost touch the floor as they spill over the front of the chair. Lurk itself isn’t just thickening but… improving? The nubs on its surface become large and softly pointed, the writhing tendrils thicker and stronger, and the musk emanating from it intensifies to an almost unimaginable degree.

She gives them a tooth grin, the glow in her eyes arousingly sinister. “I have something far more… artistic planned for all of you…”

(Insert 'Seen Enough Hentai' Joke Here.)

Author's Note

FEEEEED THEEEEEM!

New chapter. Leave feedback. Enjoy! :pinkiehappy:

Also, I'm revising other chapters to meet my current writing standards and abilities. If it get's unpublished, I'm revising it. When it is revised, I'll put revised next to it.

The Equestrian Sexipede

(deep penetration, all the way through [x4], annalingus, slight hypno, semi hyper & full hyper, excessive cum, excessive inflation, self fucking [vaginal, titty fuck, slight oral, anal], reverse blowjob [cock comes up through throat, into the mouth], blowjob from the back [cock stuck out under balls and sucked behind the person], felching [feeding them with the loads in your ass], slight ballbusting, slight pain play, mindbreak, crazy Twilight, condoms, slight sounding, tentacles, and a massive cum shower.)

They look at their dark Sensei with a mixture of emotions; lust, curiosity, wonder, excitement, fear… all swimming together in their bodies. Colliding, conflicting, and stoking the flames burning in their loins. Their whole bodies tense when she gives her next order, that strict yet sultry voice wracking over their minds like a brush through their coats. Or a polisher on their scales, in Spikes case.

The sultry mind manipulator makes her eldritch sack squirm, keeping her legs spread nice and wide as to draw more attention to her semi-corrupt brood cauldrons. “Bend over, Celestia in front, Luna in the middle, and Spike in the back. Facing away from me.”

Celestia crawls away, stopping when there is just enough room for the other two behind her. Luna crawls up behind her and grabs her vast ass, squeezing it hard, sinking her fingers in, burying her face in between the soft, jizm painted cheeks. Spike completes the line, positioning himself right behind her, and helping himself to her still spooge slathered humps. Dragging his tongue along her fur and scooping up reasonably sized dollops, grunting as he swallows entire small loads with each lick. Twilight gets up, stretching first to recover from her inactivity (and tease the audience with her curves), before she trots up to Spike’s ass, gripping it hard as some of his soft hide spills over her fingers. Pinkie Pie and AJ had told her about buttplug squats and how good they were, but the effects blew her away. Her cock jumps when the thought of doing some sets with Spike on camera crosses her mind. Speaking of which, she squats down to hotdog Spike’s ass, gasping as she finds a new seat in the form of her hyper enlarged balls. Curious, she rolls her hips against Spike butt, letting out a soft ‘ooooooh’ when the rolling seems to juice her full orbs like limes. This was going to feel great.

Twilight kneads and molds the pliant flesh before her in her hands.“Now, I want Spike and Luna to look at the anus in front of them and stimulate it orally.”

“You want us to eat ass?” asks Spike.

Lord S: like groceries.
Re: SweetBerry: At least they’ve been scrubbed out by now.

Twilight gives him a playful slap, but nods, and the two subs get to work. Luna gasps as Spike nuzzles her anus, sticking his nose inside to get her scent as cum soaks the sides of his snout. Her anal musk is mixed with the potent spunk that Twilight discharged into her, the scent feeding his lust like wood on a fire. He slithers his tongue into the frothy mixture of anal juices and thick seed, filling Luna's back door with pliant, wet, forked tongue flesh. Luna carries on the train, bending down and motorboating her sister's hefty, drenched asscheeks, sticking out her tongue as she does. She only gives one or two sniffs before spreading her sister’s defiled anus with her tongue. She knows what Tia likes.

“It’s so good, isn’t it? Irresistible, even.” Twilight says, draping Lurk across Spikes back and dogging his scaly buns. “Just relax and breath it in… and don’t forget to eat. That part is imperative; makes sure you’re ready for me.”

Spike and Luna suck from their assigned holes and flare their nostrils, taking in the tangy sweet scent of recently used ponuts. Celestia arches her back into Luna, her experienced sister able to locate her most sensitive areas in mere moments.

[MOD]ChaoticWhatever: Hot damn, I know where this is going! Fluttershy, me and you have got to try this with some of your animal friends!
Re: ChaosControl: D-Discord! *blushes* Not in the chat!
Re: Tsunderednay: Oh yes in the chat. And perhaps on camera...

“Keep on them. Don’t let go… not until I say so.” She rubs Spike's back slowly, the dragon echoing the soothing action onto Luna, and Luna echoing it onto her sister.

Both ponies suck in the ass they’re eating, stretching the sensitive ring until it pops into their mouths and forms a tight seal around the connection. Celestia winces when she feels teeth gently graze her sphincter as it’s sucked slightly into Luna’s mouth, the younger sibling motorboating as she gently bites down on the sensitive ring of flesh.

“Ah… shit… what… what are you-”

“Quiet now Celestia.” Twilight commands, Luna assisting their ‘teacher’ with a growl into Tia’s rear. “One more thing to do; Lurk! Release catcher units! Two sounders for the sisters, two normals for little bro!”

The cameras focus on the thick tentacle, but zoom in on the sheaths as it spreads. Out of it, to everypony’s surprise, crawls small tentacle beasts, each carrying a bulb of some sort on their back. Two crawl to Celestia and Luna, stopping right under their cocks. With little warning, tendrils shoot up into their cumslits, plunging deep into them before the main body pulls itself up, Forming a membranous condom all the way up to the base, creating a seal with the empty bulb on the end. The two that cover Spike are far less extravagant, simply forming the condom like film around him.

When a camera looks up at her, she shrugs. “What? He's really serious about the whole no touchy cock thing. Anyway, one more thing and we can begin!”

With a small spark of her horn, the tendrils at the base of each sub’s cock start to fondle and grip their sensitive nads, while hollow ones probe just inside of the Princesses’ juicy marehoods. Twilight wouldn’t say what they were for, but smirked knowingly when they were in place.

With everything set, Twilight begins her second experiment. She hotdogs Spike more roughly, the rigid cockbeast in between his wonderful cheeks already sending sparks through his brain. The thick animal slides back and forth to tickle his anus, Twilight looks up at the cameras as her hips gyrate slowly, toying with her heated, sensitive breasts and flicking her tail.

She grabs a camera and brings it close, looking straight into it and with a foxy smile. “For the purposes of this experiment, the participants shall be known as Students One through Three… do the participants understand this?”

The two at the back nod while Celestia groans at her sister's rough ass eating.

“Good! Now let's begin!”

She pulls back, angles herself, and slides forward, slipping into the widened dragon anus in front of her like a butter. She purposefully takes it slow, making sure Spike gets to feel every bump, vein, and wrinkle of Lurks body. Not that it's hard penetrating him, given how thoroughly ravaged he’s been already. Spike wiggles into Twilight, further pleasuring the beast in his backdoor. In front of him, his tongue continuously slurps up the contents of the creamy ponut, claws tracing circles around her cutie marks

“Almost there…” Twilight sighs. Six inches remain, then four, then one, until finally her shapely hips rub against the soft purple rump, patting it, rubbing it. “Okay! All the way in… beginning extension through Student One to Two. Phase One; Sexual Link: activate…”

Spike whines a large ‘HMM?!’ echoed by Luna in front of him, and Celestia gives a confused moan to the feeling of Luna shouting into her pucker.

“Um… S-Sensei?” Celestia asks, stuttering as Luna’s tongue thrashes about. “I t-t-think they wa-want to kn-n--n-now what you're d-doing!”

A glow of Twilight’s horn sends beads of pleasure tracing along Celestia’s spermy feathers, a calming coo escaping the alabaster alicorn’s lips. “Patience Three. I’ll get to you soon…”

Inside of Spike, hidden from the cameras, Lurk grows. It snakes through his anal walls, making his knees quake as the quivering tendril snakes through his intestines. Twilight still thrusts, groaning as the entire length slides back and forth with her thrusts, each inward thrust sending it deeper and deeper.

At the same time, the thrusting motion rolls her balls like a firm dough. Each hump setting off pleasure centers inside her swollen sack. It reminds her of the time Pinkie Pie milked the cum from her balls with a rolling pin. Nothing makes Nightmare Night cupcakes better than frosting taken straight from a monster. Yeah, it was a good idea tell Pinkie about Lurk first… especially with that ‘little’ diddy that Discord helped put between her legs. Now that's a doozy.

PinkPhattieRobo: Hey! Don't spoil the surprise!

“How the Tartarus does she do thaaAAT!!”

Twilight gasps when her head starts to tingle, wriggling Lurk around and making the dragon yelp as his insides are, yet again, assaulted by tendrils. “Ah, acids. Seems I’ve breached the stomach area.” She brings an open palm down on one of Spike’s already reddened cheeks, humming her pleasure as the vibrations reach Lurk as it continues its push. “Almost through One… get ready Two!” Luna heeds the warning, relaxing as much as she can and mentally preparing herself for the sensation of Spike's sinuous tongue and Twilight’s eldritch cock working her at the same time, all while pussy juice runs down her heavy, quaking balls and precum leaks into the condom creature as it probes her thick length.

As Spike feels his body fill with thick, meaty cock, combined with the constant pressure on his prostate, he squeals. Twin dragon cocks twitch and spurt below him, pumping his dragon virility into the twin membranes Twilight assigned him. The orgasm extends, strengthened, as Lurk slips further and further through Spike’s body and the tendrils at his base squeeze his quaking nuts, but his squealing and moaning gets quieter and quieter until, with a sudden, muffled gag, they stop. A bulge forms in the dragon's throat, crawling upwards until it reaches his mouth. By this point, he can feel the weight of the two bags pull at him, two cameras focusing on the the blotted membranes as they sway in tune with Twilight’s thrusts.

“Student One fully penetrated, standing by. You okay One?” Her right hand gently caresses his soft cheeks as Lurk massages his tender depths.

“MMMMMMGHPH!” Spike blurts out, clawing at his neck.Twilight reaches down, rather gently taking his flailing claw and pulling it away from her student’s bulging throat.“Don’t worry, One.” Twi says sweetly, rubbing his back to keep him calm. “I had Lurk grow small holes all over himself to transfer oxygen. A little trick I’ve used on a few of the Royal Guards in Canterlot.” She starts humping into him ever so slightly, rolling her hips while pressing her bust together hard for the cameras, making sure to present her chest in the best way possible. “Do you know what that's like? How it feels to have someone sleep with your cock all the way in their throat? Orgasming all night, emptying into their stomach over and over… and then watching them push it all out the next morning and soak everything in front of them in their own load as they feverishly masterbate?”

Spike can't answer, but grunts and gags every time the body spearing cock hilts him, eyes rolling back into his skull and body shaking wildly as his whole being is rocked by the thrusts.

Twilight chuckles, impressed at how thoroughly mindfucked Spike has become, and glad she was able to calm him “Mmmm… beginning insertion into Two. One, keep your tongue going.”

Luna grimaces as Spike's tongue flicks her prostate at the same time as Twilight spreads her anal passage wide, head tendrils pulling open her anus preemptively for an easy slide inside. Just like Spike, Luna's body quakes as her anal passage is filled, every nub and squirming tendril massaging her insides. Luna's far more voracious than Spike was. Wiggling her bottom back into Spike's face like her hips have their own mind, all to further pleasure herself on the tongue/cock combo as well as further pleasuring Twilight with rough, merciless anal penetration and a forked reptilian blowjob at the same time. One hand grapples roughly with one of her breasts while the other strokes her stallionhood hard, pre already dripping into the membrane sack as her whole canal is buzzed for the inside. Spike goes off again as Luna is filled, and Luna smiles into Tia when she hears the splashing and gushing as Spike’s bags are filled again.

It's when Lurk starts trailing its way through Luna's stomach that she finally gives in and cums, face contorting, eyes twitching, hooves curling as her own covering jolts with each heavy spurt that lands inside, pulsating as it grows. Her honeypot squirts as well, the juices absorbed into Twilight’s girlcum catching tube and sucked into the bag. Some of it trickles down, joining the cum layers on her balls, and even soaking into the bag through the membrane. That was one of the best parts about having it both ways downstairs; every time you cum with your pussy, you get to feel all that liquid pleasure run down your balls… maybe even have somebody clean it up.

Luna whimpers as much as she can when the cock travels up her throat, making sure to wiggle her tongue underneath it as it passes, earning a throaty growl from Twilight, as well as Lurk’s tendrils wrapping around her tongue in a strange form of kiss.

Twilight brings a wing tip into her mouth to suck on, gently rolling the tongue around the sensitive point and feeling it throb in response, pleasure trailing up her Spine and into her brain. Lurk is licking at Celestia’s hole with his tongues, stretching and widening, lubing it alongside Luna’s tongue… the chain is almost complete.

“Beg, Three . For all of it!” commands Twilight, pulling the ponut against Luna’s teeth to add a little sting. The sun Princess is panting, whimpering like a Diamond Bitch in heat. But Twilight doesn’t enter, not yet anyway. Not until Celestia does as ordered. Until then, it’s just pressure; pressure and hard, wet rimming. So Celestia, being as horny as she is, does what she has to… beg!

Red kneels down in front of her, handheld camera capturing the once regal alicorn in a state of absolute disorder, with her cum coated body and red, jizz-irritated eyes. “Please fuck my a-ha-hasss!” she cries. “I promise to milk it all out! Take all of your seed like a good broodmare!”

Twilight whips up an ethereal hand and wraps Celestia’s soggy mane around it, pulling back hard to make her ‘student’ cry out. “Your intentions are right, but your location is waaay off.”

“My… my tummy?” asks Celestia, breathing ragged and erratic, vocabulary simplified by a cracking mind. “I want it there too! Deep in me, touching what I had for breakfast!”

Twilight presses her flare against her anus, letting two tendrils slip in to tickle her sweet little button while the sounder vibrates within. “Warmer…”

Celestia’s whole body jolts when her prostate is assaulted, and it takes everything not to cum right here and now. “Mother… Father…Give me strength! ” Celestia prays, tears still milky from the dragon bath they were given earlier. “F… Fuck me until my throat tickles your cock head, damn it!”

Twilight grins, pushing in against her pucker, just shy of penetrating her. “Red… hot!”

Celestia falls over, hands clawing at her nipples while her expression goes blank, mind broken by the sheer amounts of cocklust she’s been made to have. “All the way… until I’m sucking it… need… please!”

Twilight chuckles, making the whole line groan as she finally spears into Tia, filling her ass completely on the first thrust and forcing Celestia into her first orgasm, filling the membrane beneath her. “Good little goddess slut. Extending into Student Three!” Luna and Spike are both making noises at this point; not really moans and groans, but more choked little noises and growls that turn into whimpers.

Twilight’s circle of friends all switched, some more dom than sub, But if there was anyone who could do the naughty, domineering teacher? It was Twilight. Here she was, stringing her newest batch of students together like popcorn on a Hearth's Warming tree, all of them limp, completely surrendered to the pleasure. She snakes through Celestia now, watching as she twitches and jerks with every sweet spot Lurk grazes. She lifts back up on her hands when the pressure travels up her chest, and starts heaving like a cat with a hairball on the way. On the last near breathless choke, her jaw expands, mouth stretched wide around the emerging tentacle cock gives an alien screech. Celestia’s cock floods the membrane again, arms having given out, her body supported by the tri-anal Lurk.

Twilight laughs like a madmare, breast jiggling with each cackle. “Yes! YES! YES!” she squeals. “I’ve done it! To all of our lovely viewers, new and… well, new. They only started a couple days ago. I give you… The Equestrian Sexipede!”

The cameras all pan out for different wide angles, capturing quite the sight; two alicorns and a dragon, membrane sacks pumped with seed below them and almost touching the floor for two of them, prostates being buzzed and licked, and all connected ass to mouth by the thick tentacle cock of their eldritch dicked, big tittied mistress, so thick and strong it supports their combined body weight. Add the disheveledness of their bodies, and the mindfucked expressions on their faces, and you had a piece of erotic artwork worth making a sculpture out of.

PinkPhattyRobo: IT’S BEAUUUUTIFUUUUL! D’:
Re: SweetBerry: And disturbing… wow that is extreme. And this from a mare who has her brothers cum dripping out of her cunt right now and is licking his cock clean as I type this. Still… damn that’s kind of hot.
Re: CelestiaLover45: What did I miss? I had to get something to clean up the massive load I splooged over my screen when Celestia started begging!

“But…” adds Twilight, horn glowing brighter than it has the whole show. “We’re not done just yet! Phase Two; Infinite Lust Loop: activate. Additional activation; Mana-Mouth: place on standby until tapped!”

Glowing circles appear, one in front of Celestia and one behind Twilight. As they stabilize, they form portals, the entrance place in front of Celestia… while the exit is right behind Twilight’s shapely behind. The outcome is quite clear to anypony with two braincells to rub together; Twilight is quite literally about to fuck herself.

“Extending into subject designate… Sensei!”

Twilight gasps as Lurk jumps forward, battering her ponut open without mercy, sending the three Students into fits of pleasured cries, as well as back to back orgasms of the anal, vaginal, and penile varieties. Twilight thrusts forward hard, fucking her Students good as she feeds Lurk into herself. The feeling is near indescribable; Four whole bodies clenching, tightening, begging for her release, and at the same time her own ass is filled, Lurk abusing her anal walls hard as he pulverises her fleshy acorn. Her prostate sings as it's thoroughly assaulted, combining with the constant pressure she's putting on her balls as she humps.

Lurk wants to cum just as badly as she does, but knows what it’s saving that for. ‘Almost!’ they think in unison. ‘Almost there…’. Twilight continues the grandiose fuck loop, cameras going crazy to catch every orgasm, every breast fondle,every single sex crazed expression!

“That’s right Lurk!” Twi grunts. “Fuck your host! All the way through! Ah fuck you're in my stomach!” Twilight smacks her own ass, and a camera lowers to catch it, each cheek wobbling with the impact, plus the force of Lurk’s inward thrusts. Twilight’s hips smacking against scaly rump can be heard in the background, each one signaling a full body fuck for three, soon to be four different bodies at once.

Twilight's breaths are growing shorter each second, indicating Lurk’s proximity to her mouth. She crooks a finger to one of Red’s nearby cameras, and it floats down to her face. “About to… breach…” Twilight rasps “activating… Mana-Mouth…” Right after the last word, Lurk pops out of her mouth, screeching at his newest conquest. Twilight stops for a minute, alternating between smacking her own ass and Spike’s, and composes herself. After a few seconds of uncontrollable eye rolling and fluttering, and a deep breath, she looks at the camera with fierce, determined eyes, a deviously raised eyebrow, and a smile around Lurks prehensile body. Lurk retracts for a second, allowing his host to give her head a quick few licks before popping back out again. A small flash next to her gives birth to an aura crafted replica of her snout, which replaces her obviously occupied cock shiner.

“Go on Lurk, just like we planned.” she says to her pet, voice soft and more than a little alluring.

“Yes… and then release!” it growls back, jaws dripping with its pre drool. It dives down between Twi’s jugs, tendrils pulling the black, lacy bra back up to cup them together, tendrils spreading across underneath the undergarment to fondle them and teases her hardened, puffy, dark lavender nipples. It continues onward, sliding around the area of union between Twi and Spike, and the past her balls. The camera behind her, one of Critical’s, watches as it parts her lips and slides into here soaked and waiting canal, inch after inch slithering into her depths. It only has to apply the barest hint of pressure to part Twilight's cervical entrance; she prepared for this.

“Stallions and gentlemares, I give you my second custom position, sibling to the first…” says the smiling Mana-Mouth. “The Sexipede Looper!”

The name matches the the look perfectly; the ponies strung together through anal, while a portal allows the user to run themselves through as well, breasts and cunny being added bonus areas for busty futas. A cacophony of sexual noises fill the room, even Twilight unable to keep her cool for more than a minute as she savors the musky flavor on the underside of her own girth. Twilight pulls back, shaking uncontrollably as it slides back out of her womb, leaving only a few small veins to tease it.

“Alright everypony!” Twi yells, Lurk growing girthier. “Give everything you’ve got! Phase Three; Giga-cum Barrage: Activate!”

On the first thrust, all three of her ‘Students’ cum again, bodies jolting, spasming, quivering as their membrane sacks grow larger and larger. Twilight pounds into all four places, force mounting with each push, every feeling hitting her mind like a morning-star made of pleasure, from the slick, stretched walls of Spike’s boypussy to the feeling of her eldritch cock-head stretching a womb plus the feeling of Lurk delivering consecutive blows to said womb. She doesn’t hold back either, slamming her hips into Spike with the gentleness of a Yak, sending tidal waves through the massive, wobbly mounds. All three of them- Spike, Luna, and Celestia- are cumming at random now, bags touching the floor as gouts of semen are pumped into them. Vintage floats a camera under the line, watching the cum matted bodies randomly convulse as another load is forced from them. Meanwhile, Twilight’s stomach bulges with each thrust, battering her womb like it’s not even hers. The view on Critical’s end is great too; both of her holes are getting fucked hard by the looping cock.

Twilight snorts, the sound almost feral, and slams her hips into Spikes bum. “Gah! Here comes the first load!”

When the orgasm hits, Twilight bounces on her balls roughly, pounding the cum out of them as they're squeezed between her perky, squishy rump and the floor. Her belly bulges, and then bloats, the wet splorches of her load audible through her stomach as her womb fills. The triple-pronged assault of sensations, as well ass the feeling of Lurk rubbing against her sack and being mashed in between her hips, Spikes bubble butt milking her for all she’s got, and her own bouncing on her balls sends her orgasm into overdrive, pushing cum out of her and then into her until she looks like she’s expecting Twins. Lurk spits up some thicker seed to gel cap her pussy, keeping the cum inside for later.

“Oh fuck…” Twilight says, eyes half lidded and dazed. “Next…”

Lurk pulls out, a thin trail of slime left behind. When he’s at her breasts, Twilight starts to thrust again. Her tongue slips and slurps against the underside of her cock, blowing herself as the self titty fuck gets underway. Her head lurches forward in time with her thrusts as she gags in her pistoning cock monster, while her hands push her breasts together hard around her shaft, wiggling them up and down as Lurk pumps itself in between her breasts as audiences watch in awe. She gives them her sexiest look, eyes filled with need for release and lips trembling around her cock as it thrusts back and forth, in and out of her mouth, spittle dripping down it while it plunders the black laced tatas.

As Lurk starts to thicken again, wiggling in between her breasts to heighten the climax. “In the bra, Lurk!” Twilight howls, hands on the back of her head. “Make it Filthy!”

Lurk is more than happy to oblige, pulsing into Twilight’s cleavage with wet volleys that hit the fabric with an audible splattering noise. Twilight makes sure to lick around the portion of shaft in her mouth, licking just under the pumping stream of creamy love as it dirties her breasts and bra. Soon the goo leaks through the fabric, sliding down her stomach in rivulets, pooling on top of her sheath before spilling around it. Dripping down her balls, the entire inside and outside of the bra getting coated in ball batter.

Before Lurk’s done, it slides back up into Twilight’s mouth without warning, the sudden action flinging a generous glob of spooge at the camera. Twilight’s mouth closes out of reflex, and as her cheeks puff and her lips leak, the cum finds an escape through her nose and the inner corners of her eyes, her eyeliner running now as the cum tickles and burns her nostrils as it flies out of her nostrils and pools in her red, puffy eyes before trailing down her cheeks. Twilight doesn’t bother swallowing it; she just opens her mouth and lets it pour onto her already whitened chest. As she does, a nasty, slutty idea comes to mind. With a flash, Redlight is teleported in front of her, camera snatched out of his hands and mouth forced open by Twilight’s tongue as the rest of Lurk’s load shoots down his throat. Before she sends him back, she shoves his face into her cummed up cleavage, giving him the sloppiest, dirtiest motorbot he’s ever had.

Teleported back with camera in hand, and cum all over his face, Red looks, dazed, at the long dicked aliwhore. “Consider that a ‘thank you’ for eating my booty earlier.”

Red’s nostrils flare, stinging as a bit of cock milk finds its way in. He just had to get him a piece of her.

Lurk slides back further before It’s even done with it’s current load, pumping the last few shots into her belly. Twilight throws her head back, never slowing down as she hammers Spike, Luna, and Celestia’s tailholes with hard, vicious thrusts. The condoms are stretched to small beanbag chairs now, bloated with at least a whole weeks worth of orgasms. But that's not all; the marecum suckers send the fluid they suck up down into the Princesses’ condoms, slowly pouring it in and mixing it with the cockmilk.

RustySpatulaSpankings; That’s a milkshake that'll bring everypony to the yard… I'm sorry, I had to.

If it weren’t for all the stamina boosters being steadily streamed into all of them from all three alicorns, their nuts would have run dry long ago… although they probably will be dry for the next few days after this.

Twilight bounces back on her own eldritch ass hammer after each thrust into Spike, grunting and straining every time it hits her prostate and the floor compresses her balls. Not even bothering to hilt herself, but thickening Lurk to hold in what’s coming, she cums again, exploding into her stomach to add to the swell of her faux baby bump.

She coughs up a lungful of semen, still smiling. Although, the expression more resembles her ‘Smarty Pants’ incident then a normal one. “Tia!” she barks, even the beast fucking all of them jumping inside his cockwarmers at the ragged tone she’s taken. “Don’t you spill a drop!”

“Whagh?” Tia sputters around the tendril connecting her mouth to Twilight’s ponut. Her answer, comes by way of Twilight’s shapely, rippling cheeks sticking through the portal and clapping against her snout, lips kissing her brown, fleshy mound. Celestia’s eyes snap out of their orgasmic haze when Lurk slides back into her, clearing her throat for the first time in what feels like hours. “Seal it! Just like the others!” Twilight commands. Celestia seals her mouth tight around that ponut, kissing it like she married it. She licks against Twilight’s flesh ring affectionately… but she can’t help but send a gurgled squeal into Twilight’s hole when she feels cum flowing into her mouth. Twi concentrates, flexing her anal muscles and pushing. She sighs in relief as the pressure widening her gut decreases, pumping her third load into Celestia’s makeshift toilet of a mouth.

“Drink…” Twi orders Tia. One of the cameras floating underneath Twilight’s triple cock warmer watches Celestia’s throat. Large, almost tennis ball sized lumps visible through the mix of cum, sweat, and matted fur as they pump down the Alicorn’s throat, each with an obscenely loud, ragged gulps that send slight shakes through the mountainous mounds dangling from her chest and just touching the massive cum bag, which fills with yet another load as Celestia graciously accepts the meal being given to her.

She doesn’t let up with her tongue either, scraping it against Twilight’s anal walls and circling just inside the ring as cum rushes past it in heavy waves. Twilight makes sure to hump back, giving her healthy butt a nice wiggle as Celestia is fed. The camera watching the alicorn swallow pans down a bit and watches her belly grow. Each pulse sent down her gullet expanding the tall goddesses’s midriff further. ‘No wonder Tia’s body is so padded.’ thinks Red. ‘With how productive her student is, it’s a wonder she’s still even mobile!’ When the lumps in her throat start to shrink, her belly is a dead ringer for a soon-to-be mother.

Celestia sighs in relief this time, a shaky, slimy hand coming up to rub her belly. She almost closes her mouth before a cylinder of magical energy pops into it. She whimpers and starts to lick, thinking that Twilight just gave her a magical dildo to suck on. But when she opens her eyes, she notices exactly where the other end of the cylinder happens to be; Twilight’s marehood.

She doesn’t ask at this point; there's no need too. She knows what Sensei wants. So she relaxes, clears her throat… and waits for the second course.

“Everyone gets two.” Twilight explains, starting her ragged, ravenous plunging into their depths again. “The load in the forward ponies ass before i start! Then all the loads from the bag for that pony! Understood?!” They answer by humping back in unison, spurring Twilight to start again.

As her ferocious ramming starts back up, that sex crazed look on her face, her second bump drains. Vintage films the cum, as it floats through the glowing hardlight tube. Celestia starts gulping again, drinking up her liquid meal and bloating her stomach further. It's almost peaceful, in an extremely odd kinda way; ass being ravaged constantly by the gargantuan demon cock while her belly bloats with the cockmilk she's being fed. Her orgasms don't even feel separate anymore, instead seeming like one constant stream with massive riptides crashing through it from time to time. She’s sure the bag would lift her off the ground in a moment with how much she's filling it with.

Twilight’s getting close again, the mixture of Celestia’s millenia trained orifice and the hot gooeyness constantly lubing her cock sending her over gradually, Lurk’s head flaring as it prepares to seed the lining of Celestia's stomach. But before she does… an idea comes to mind.

Rarity had taught her about the different levels of ball play when she asked how best to please a submissive stallion, from intense fondling to straight up ball busting. But, as she so eloquently put it, if you bloated his testicles to gargantuan sizes, you could do something that would heighten the orgasm to near faint levels!

And this was the perfect time to try it!

Twilight went full spread eagle, dropping down hard… and sitting completely on her own balls, the massive orbs jiggling violently with the impact as they were forced to hold her entire weight atop them within a second. The noises Twilight made were these broken half moans and yelps, eyes rolling heavily and breaths ragged and frantic. Her testicles are big enough to withstand the punishment, but the sweet mixture of pleasure and pain is still there. Still ringing through her crotch like a fire alarm. She bounces on them, further amplifying the feeling of her messy orgasm as it’s now squeezed out of her swollen beast balls. The orgasm hits Celestia with the force of a charging royal battalion, giving her insides a pleasant sting due to it’s velocity and volume, compressing the nigh unbreakable cum bag below her as her belly is pumped with a collective month and a half’s worth of steaming hot ball sauce. During the massive orgasm, Celestia feels another high point fill the bag, further spreading it across the floor, and that one joined by a twin soon after, plus the marecum sucked down by the tube and dripping through the membrane.

Lurk retracts from Celestia and slithers back into Luna, who savagely gobbles the stream of cum that trails into her mouth like a fine sherbert. Student mimics teacher ahead of her, big sister pushing hard and flexing her ass against her sibling’s cheeks. Luna doesn’t wait, sucking the cum from her sister's tailhole in heavy slurps. When Luna’s belly is full of her sister’s transferred cargo, Twilight gives her a new order.

“Let go of her anus, latch onto the bag…” she commands, a slight hiss in her voice. Luna lets go of Celestia’s ponut for the first time in ages, taking in a lungful of fresh, relatively muskless air. But the retreat is short lived, the order compelling her to go downward until she’s nuzzling the bag, mouth wide open on its surface, ready for whatever her Sensei has planned. Within a second, the membrane pushes into her mouth, like a thick bubble, and then opens, the edges of the new hole gripping her lips and the sides of her mouth. Luna hears Twilight in her head, so wrapped in her euphoric control that the order doesn’t have to be verbal. ‘Drink.’

Her throat pulses and throbs as gulp after gulp of the semen/marecum mixture slithers down her gullet, the mere taste sending another bout of bag deforming spurts into Luna’s equally overstuffed symbiote, joined by the squirtage that dripped down the tube of the magical marehood shell. As she drank, the cum in her bowels started to slosh and churn, stirred to and fro by the pumping tentacock. Twilight is savage, disheveled and out of control; a mad mage with a talent for sex magic lost to the monster her cock has become.

Twilight rolls on her balls, back and forth, jolting Luna into her sister’s catch bag. Her own bag grows as cum flows out of her in a continuous stream, unending. Her belly is massive by the time her big sister's bag gives up the last few loads, compressed under her like a big blue waterbed… but she doesn’t let up. Instead, she sucks at her sister’s head, the fleshy condom squirming at the touch. Celestia yelps as she feels her sister take her sensitive head into her mouth, circling it with long licks,

She laughs for a second, rolling her eyes with a lust drunk smile. “Hey there Luna… mmmm don’t stop… hang on.” Celestia slides back, quite effortlessly pushing her length balls deep into her younger siblings throat. “That’s it… drink from sister… suck it.”

Luna slaps her hands against her sister's lovely lumps, splashing around the sweating cum from them. She practically bounces her skull against Tia’s crotch, each bounce bringing her nose right into the bodily mixture marinating her big sister’s balls, the musk making her eyes visibly cross.

“That’s the ticket… oh yeah. You like big sister’s fat cock don’t you?”

“Phuckg Yeawwh!” Luna gurgles.

Twilight watches the display, and feels her cock swell at the site. Wit a telekinetic slap on Luna’s ass, Twilight bounces hard on her two tenderized orbs, groaning as her ball busting movements fire the cum out of her like a rifle. Both the bag, and Luna’s belly bloats, both masses starting to curve up and around Luna, waves of seed pumping into both, Luna roaring her appreciation around Celestia’s cock as it shares another load. If it weren’t for the heavy elasticity spell (plus some last minute compression spells on both the bags and their bellies) they would have been off their hands and hooves by now. The orgasm is long, hard, and explosive.

Twilight slithers back to her final ‘victim’... and the purple dragon is already deflating Luna’s big belly. Cum rushes into Spike’s throat in heavy gulps, his own belly growing astronomically. In fact, Twilight can no longer contain it; she releases Spike’s upper body from her magical grip, letting his stomach explode forward in a blink. The two princesses are fully off the ground now, sitting atop the scaly semen bed that now sloshes under them, and on this sloshing, uneven surface, every hump back into Luna or Spike’s mouth sends fat, round alicorn bottoms quaking. Twilight wasn’t left out, however, as the pressure on her balls was replaced by the surrounding warmth of Spike’s distended feed bag. ‘It’s time.’ Twilight thinks with a crazed, almost psychotic grin. ‘Time for the grand finale.’

As Spike drinks the last few drops of his massive cum/marecum/anal juice cocktail, Twilight pets his back lovingly, even bringing the tip of his tail to her mouth to suckle it. Spike tears away from Luna’s anus, licking around the sides of his mouth to get the remaining thick strands he leaves behind. “Twilight…” he whimpers. “I… gck… I can’t stop-”

“Cumming?” Twilight cut him off, squeezing his balls with her mind to milk two more heavy volleys into his bag. “Ooooh Spike, I know. Shhh, Shhh it’s okay… I have something special for you… a sort of… welcoming gift.” Twilight emphasizes with a pull of his tail. Before Spike can ask her what it is, his face is pushed into Luna’s bag, the same tube opening into his mouth. He drinks without question, lifting the Princesses even farther into the air as his stomach bloats farther than even a dragon is supposed to go. “Go ahead. Drink up. I’ll wait this time.”

Loud slurps fill the room, the dragon’s own mind blank, like highways during a snowstorm. All he knows is warm, wetness gurgling down his throat, filling him more and more, forcing his own cock to throb and spurt into the bag Twilight’s balls now rested atop. Wondering what his Dark Lady has planned for him.

Soon Spike gags, condom drained and Lunar cock shoved past his lips to fuck his accepting throat. Twilight fucks him gently now, still posing and mugging for the cameras when she can, whilst her magic forms her last sinister plot.

“First,” she begins. “let’s get a teleport chain on those balls.” With a snap of her fingers, Twilight sets her three sub’s balls aglow. Celestia’s are a bright, sunny yellow, Luna’s a moonlight glow, and Spikes a bright emerald green. Twilight coos above, pumping a few small spurts into Spike’s already overstuffed belly.

“Each shot you swallow, or take in anyway, gets transferred into your balls. So Student Three to Two, Two to One, and One… to me…”

Critical pans his camera down to Twilight’s gurgling cum factories. “Um… uh… w-why aren’t you glowing?”

Twilight grins, the smile almost wider than her face and her voice… unstable. “Well… I’d prefer a more… direct form of transfer!”

Veins on her balls lash out, plunging into the bag underneath them. The bag itself seems to… merge with her; like they’re becoming a part of her… or, at least, her balls. Soon, when the merge is complete, Spike’s sack starts to deflate… and Twilight’s balls begin to grow. Red nearly drops his camera when the exchange begins, the condom shrinking rapidly and Twilight’s orbs growing as more and more cum swells them. As she lifts off the ground, Spike rolls forward, his stomach sloshing as it evens out to keep him level with Twilight, cum steadily being teleported into his balls, then pumped back into the bubbling concoction stewing within his gut. Although there is still enough cushion for Tia and Lulu to lay on as they service each other. Finally, when Twilight stops growing, her undulating breeders are flush with Spike’s seed swollen gut, and the condoms he wears, in addition to playing with his balls, have become tubes leading to Twilight’s sack.

“Every Time you all cum…” she explains, a perverse fascination obvious in her voice. “It will go through this teleport chain and the tubing linking me to Spike, end up in my testicles!” She leans down to reach the dragon’s ear fin, her tentacock still gently sawing in and out of him, making his toes spread and curl. “And that means… I can do this!”

With a spark of her horn, two small tentacle beasts crawl from underneath her swollen nards, each taking an orb and whipping it! Each crack send shocks of electricity, like small lightning bolts, into Twilight, further abusing and stimulating her tender loins. With each strike, she squeals, and as the feeling intensifies, the absorbed dragon brood is flushed back out into Spike’s waiting, destroyed anus. A constant sub orgasm flowing out of her, pleasuring her from the inside out.

“All of my loads, plus the rest of them…” moans Twilight, whole body squirming as she rolls on her giant, beaten batter bags. “All of Luna’s… all of Tia’s… all of YOURS!”

With a brutal, ass deforming smack from her horn, Twilight ravages Spike, his whole belly rippling and growing as Twilight empties all of his own loads into his ballooned bowels. But then the spell takes effect. Celestia’s balls tense and glow, ready to discharge into Luna’s mouth. “Here it comes, Lulu.” cooed Celestia. “Drink big sister’s milk… get that body nice and curvy like me…”

Luna suckles from her sister's throbbing meat, chugging the ropes of sweet cum that flood her mouth… but then her own balls glow. As cum enters her mouth, she feels it disappear when it hits her stomach! Instead, her own balls inflate and churn. A camera focuses on the event, floating from one glowing pair to another. Luna moans, choking the sound into a mindbroken gurgle, and the feeling of it; cum bloating her balls, churning them… they tense, and Spike swallows, cheeks puffing for a moment before he happily sucks down the froathy cumshake. His balls glow, and he can feel his packed orbs expand with a mixture of the to alicorns juices. He follows suit with Luna, twin cannons firing, and tubes sucking it into Twilight’s reserves.

“The chain is successful!” says Twilight, pumping her fist into the air. But as she looks down on Spike, she quirks and eyebrow and rubs her chin. “But… there’s still something missing… oh… OOOOOH!!” The stream inside Spike intensifies, blasting into his guts like a shotgun, and then calming back down into the steady flow.

She looks over to a camera, the handheld that Red’s operating, eyes twitching as she orgasms, and points to the three stallions filming her. “Play rock paper scissors!”

“... What?” asks Red.

“Just do it! I wanna make this perfect!”

JockBreaker: wonder how she can make roshambo into something dirty.
Re: MrModular: my bet is winner gets a portion of that load transferred to his balls.
Re: JockBreaker: Hodge?Aren't you supposed to be at work?
Re: MrModular: oh. :oops: Hey boss, just… Researching...
Re: SweetBerry: And aren’t you supposed to be at my place helping me fuck my brother senseless?

“Um… okay!” Redlight turns the camera to face the three of them. They get in position and shoot… Red and Crit come out with scissors, Vintage beats them with rock.

Twilight chuckles, cupping her breasts for the camera’s. “Hehe… Vintage gets to rut me. Red, Crit… show Two and Three a good time…” The three of them don’t even wait, rushing the princesses as they strip off clothes and climb the swollen cum sack under them.

Celestia gasps when a new cock hilts itself in her ass, balls resting in between her cheeks. “R-Red?”

“Crit!” grunts the horny Earther. He runs his hands across her messy feathers, too horny to consider the sexual grime that coats his hand. “Oh fuck… oh fuck gonna cum… gonna cum in your ass…”

“W-Wait! The spell!” It’s too late. Still thrusting into her, Critical’s cock throbs, his first load painting her insides… right before being teleported to her own balls. Celestia’s head drops onto Spike’s leathery mattress, eyes rolled and tongue lolled, the feeling of Luna’s renewed vigor (courtesy of Red mounting her), cock filling her and sliding against her prostate, and balls bloating with cum all sending her careening over an orgasmic cliff.

Luna can only groan as her pupils almost disappear, eyes nearly rolled back completely as her older sister’s cock rapes her throat. Red’s cock had slid past her balls, and into to her slutty marehood. From the angle he plunges from, she can feel the unflared head scrape against her insides. “Take it, you fucking royal whore!” His hand viciously slaps Luna’s buttocks, even backhanding them from time to time. He doesn’t announce his orgasm, nor does he stop when it hits. Hot, liquid warmth simply floods into Luna, crashing into her womb and drowning her eggs in his thick, virile seed. Thank the Gods for contraceptive spells. As she takes him, another large sea pool of warmth pumps down her throat, her sister's cream lighting up her tastebuds, then her groin. But, just as she prepares to let another orgasm slip from her, Red’s joins her sister’s load, drawing an exaggerated scream from the night Princess’s filled mouth. Her balls flex, and semen shoots deep into Spike’s gullet, the combine jizm of four ponies spraying from Luna’s constantly pleasured rod.

Spike is… gone. There’s no other word to describe it. All thoughts, whether important or not, have been replaced by a need for cock. A thirst for semen. An addiction to constant, unending, nerve wracking orgasms. It is natural to him now, drinking the constant flow of semen in front of him, feeling his stomach bloat. Like blinking or breathing. He can feel his balls go off as he swallows Luna’s gift, cumming it out into Twilight seconds later, the stream he’s feeding keeping his prostate singing.

Vintage hotdogs Twilight as this happens, watching Spike for a moment before nuzzling Twi’s ear. “Which hole, sweetheart?”

Twilight nuzzles back, the expression a nice hint of calm in the middle of this fuckstorm. “Mmmm… I’ve got these two-OH!” Two ethereal cocks slam into Twilight’s vagina… but not her’s. Instead, the magic composing the two is a dark orange shade; Vintage’s magic!

“You’re already doing all that work. Allow me.” he tells her, planting affection licks behind her ear. “But uh… this kinda leaves me high and dry, love.”

“Hmph…” Twilight reaches down to pat her gargantuan sack. “Lurk… open up.”

The blue unicorn looks down at her testes. Then, waiting for… whatever it is she has planned, her taint, right in between her vag and balls starts to quiver. A split down the middle forms, revealing a third hole; one filled with small, nubby feelers, and two large, almost clitoral tongues on the top and bottom of the hole. Vintage stares at the second pussy, equal parts excited and nervous.

“I had Lurk whip it up.” Twilight says, wing reaching back to run its tip across his chest. “It leads right into my balls… don’t want to leave you out of Spike’s feast, do we?”

Vin doesn’t question it; he’s too horny to. His cock is balls deep into the tentacle beast's cunt almost immediately, holding for a moment to let its feelers work him before slamming hard into her. He hooks his hands under her spread legs, using them like handle bars. The sensation is exquisite for Twi; electric bolts surging through her crotch as a nicely sized, thick rod plunges deep into her now hollowed taint, testicles waiting for an addition the the creamy mixture inside. She reaches back, cupping the back of the stallion's head while his chin rests on her shoulders. “Mmmm… very good, mister Burlesque. Right to the point.”

“Gaaah fuck! So snug!” Vintage says. “Your pet does great work.”

Twilight giggles, turning to face her new top. “It’s what he was made for.”

Vintage presses their lips together, mouths flying open as tongues grapple with one another, while both glance at the poor dragon they're simultaneously filling. As Twilight’s tongue surges down his throat and his hands fondle her heavily matted breasts, his groin tightens, and his first orgasm spills into Twilight’s balls, the orbs pulsing as they suck down the nut butter.

The fucking continues like this. For how long, nopony is really sure. All senses have merged into a thick haze of orgasmic bliss and sexual musk, slithering into minds and orifices alike. Spike’s belly bloats bigger and fatter, Swallowing loads and then taking them into his rear. Twilight’s voice seems to be stuck in a perpetual howl of pleasure, cock infinitely pumping a stream of spooge into the dragon initiate, high points signaling her own body’s quaking releases. The two alicorns atop Spike’s distended, bubbling gut squeal and groan as cum is forced out of them, not only by the expert ministrations surrounding their own spurting cocks, but the stallions deeply rutting them, sweating and drooling onto them as the loads they had built up watching Twilight fuck their minds into complete sluttery were pumped into either the Princesses’ guts or wombs. Those two stallions in question taking immense pleasure in further brutalizing the used, worn out, oversensitive holes, spilling themselves into them. And Vintage. Vintage is spilling load after load into the spread legged Princess, feeling her balls tremble underneath him and around his cock as they absorbed the cum. He had done a lot of things in his career, most of it not fit for ponies with more… average appetites. But never, never before had he fucked a taint. Especially not one that opened into some kind of alien, tendril filled cock milker.

“Hu hu… aaaggghaa… oh fuck… oh gfuck here comes my last one.” Vintage gasps, his thrusts uncoordinated and crooked, head pounding and scraping against Lurks inner walls. “Fock me you’re like a silk vice!”

Twilight ignores the gibbering stud, letting him finish inside. “Celestia… are you-”

“BALLS… ACHING… FUCK!” screams the constantly orgasming amazonian.

Critical turns to Twilight. “She’s on her last legs, your highness. Luna too, probably.”

“Okaaaaahaha oh gods…” Twilight’s wings twitch as Vintage drags his sloppy member out of her. “Whew… okay, Red, Critical, get off of them. Two and Three, get behind my balls.”

The group up front untangles from each other and climbs down, Red and Critical picking their handhelds up off of the ground. Celestia and Luna take their assigned places, collapsing on the floor next to each other, faces close.

“Hey, Lulu…”

“Hi there, Tia…”

The two kiss lazily as Twilight’s balls tense, and tense they do. Veins thicken to the size of arms as they sack grows tight, pulsating and squirming as the giant, spherical masses beat in time with their princess's heart, and tense further as electric shocks fire into them.

Twilight leans over, whispering into Spike’s ear fin, her voice send waves of sexual electricity down his spine and through his tail. “Here comes the last one Spike… it’s gonna be big… are you ready?”

The dragon answers, speaking after what feels like an eternity of sucking and slobbering. “Yes… please… I’ve been… waiting…”

“Shhh, shhh… I know Spike… just relax… take it all.”

Throwing herself back with a mighty ‘hnnng!’ she cums, her throbbing length thickening to ludicrous levels, stretching Spike to an unimaginable degree! The tendrils whipping her cum filled throne strike a final time, pressing to her sack and sending small lightning strikes right into her baby makers. The orgasmic, mind broken face of Twilight says it all; tongue lolled out, eyes rolling, and a crooked, warped smiled on her lips. Her balls shrink as the rest of their weight is pumped into Spike in massive liquid explosions. The bags leave his cocks, as do Luna and Celestia’s, and crawl back into her sheath, leaving Spike to dirty the floor with whatever he has left in those healthy and thoroughly drained balls. Twilight pumps and pumps, bloats and bloats…

After the brutal filling, Twilight’s legs, somewhat stiff, finally drop, and her balls, now back to their regular, yet still obscenely large state, dangle loosely and limply, relaxed and drained from the intense session.

“Clench!’ she demands, smacking across his right cheek. With a whimper he obeys, cock vice like around her. With Spike gripping her, she pulls out slow, cock nearly cleach as his anal walls scrape away the cum she would have dragged out with her, and the long, drawn out action leaving the Drake panting like a purple scaled bitch. Before her head pops out, she makes sure to undo the transfer spell, as she did with Tia and Luna, so Spike’s balls don’t explode.

Twi slides down the big belly, marveling at the height of it. She was looking down on her highest book shelves, for Equestria’s sake. When she finally lands in between the two playfully kissing ponies, she crooks a finger, drawing a camera down to her.

“Well… that was… mmm, quite the experiment.” she says, body and voice in a state of afterglow relaxation. As she talks, the two other alicorns kiss and nip at her, still affectionate even in their disheveled, over-fucked state. “But… I think it’s time we hit the showers.”

“Again?” Luna asks.

Twilight chuckles at her, planting a short, tonguey kiss on the blue cum monster she helped cover, even flaking some of the dryer residue off of her cheek. “That one will be needed, yes. But I think we could all use something to revitalize us. A large protein bath should do.”

Celestia’s eyes shoot open. “Wait… you don’t mean-”

Twilight stands, pulling up her fellow royals to stand with her, a final wicked grin spread from cheek to cheek. “Yes, Tia I mean…”

Without warning, Twilight throws a fist backwards, sinking it into Spike’s massive stomach, all the force absorbed into him.

The dragon's eyes widen like saucers, pupils dilating to nearly pencil thin lines. “... aaaaAAAAAH! Why’d you!? What’d you!? Oh fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckFUCKFUCKFUCKFUFFUFCKFAAAAAAAAAAK!”

Spike’s ass opens… and an entire stinky, sticky, gooey, milky white ocean rushes forth! The cum rains down on them not like a waterfall, but as a literal waterfall… of semen!

Under this ‘fall’ the three princesses do what they must; arouse. Hands cup and slide over breasts while wings drip and dribble as layers of semen flow over them, posing as a model would under a waterfall as the crusty loads from earlier are washed away or re-wet by thicker, sloppier waves of cum, made even wetter by the marecum mixed in. Kisses are exchanged, chests are fondled, and even stamina returns for a single moment. Luna and Celestia looking deviously into the camera in front of the three as their heads disappear from view and a dopey smile adorns her face.

After a while, the floor is no longer visible. Covered completely by a sea of thick white. A purple dragon lies in the middle of this devastation, this sexual aftermath, his stomach normal again, but definitely stretchier than it used to be. He lies there, peaceful, until the lavender demon turns him over, looking down on him with glowing eyes, her body painted off-white by uncountable coatings of sexual fluids.

“M-more…?” asks the Drake, worry in his voice for the first time since they started, but his cocks twitching and anus quivering at the thought.

“No, Little brother. No more. But I do need one more thing from you.” answers Twilight. She lays down, lifting the dragon into her lap back first. The other two, white and blue, and equally covered from horn to tail in orgasmic paint, crawl up to him, stopping at his ass.

“Spread him.”

Each alicorn plunges both hands effortlessly and wetly into Spike’s ravaged hole. He whimpers when they pull him open, ass like a crater on Luna’s moon. Twilight lift’s his arms while her horn drags a camera to the front of the group, and on sheer instinct, he gives two peace signs.

Everyone looking at the camera with soft smiles and tired eyes, Twilight ends the broadcast. “We hope you enjoyed this double initiation. Tune in next time; another day… another element.”

With a wave from everyone, and another princesty make out, the feed cuts, and the videos is archived.

After an actual shower, the seven ponies sit around a table, sipping freshly brewed tea as they wind down.

“I have to say, Miss Sparkle; those were some of the best carnal magics I’ve seen. Straight up.”

“Thanks Red. The sexipede part was planned, but I mostly improvised with the teleport chain.”

Celestia hums as she sips. “Mmm that felt great. Like an orgasm button that you just kept hitting.”

“Oh you don’t know the half of it!” says Twilight. “Fire that off during a sixtynine, and it makes an infinite bj loop. It’s insane!”

As the rest of them talk, Critical gets up to use the bathroom. On his way back, exiting the stallions’ room… a voice makes him jump.

“So you obviously don’t mind balls touching, if how you fucked my sister’s cunny was any indication…”

The stallion makes a full one-eighty, coming face to face with the plot chasing Princess herself; Luna.

The stallion narrows his eyes, ready to run at a moment's notice. “Ah… it’s you.”

“Oh, Critty, you wound me.” says the sultry blue seductress, sauntering around him like a dragon around its first hoard. “First you pick my sister during Twi’s little ‘experiment’ and now you regard me with such venom. Tsk tsk… you’ll have to be punished when you’re mine.”

The word ‘mine’ sets something off in Critical. A string of memories most unpleasant.

“How do you know?” he asks.

“Know what?”

“Know that.”

“... You’ve lost me.”

“Don’t play dumb!” he snaps at her. Luna, in a very rare instance, is taken aback. What could give a stallion such fire as to speak to her in such a manner?

“Look, I don’t know what you’ve dug up about me, but drop it! I’m not interested, nor will I ever be!”

Luna folds her arms, making sure her girls are on full display. “Says the one who made sure to rub his balls against mine during our ‘breakfast’ gathering?”

Criticals ears fold, and he feels as if he’s shrunken in front of the Princess. “I… I did no-”

“Did I not already explain why it’s unwise to lie to an immortal?” Luna jeers him, closing the distance between their bodies.

Critical looks away from her, hands balled into fists, “I’m… I’m not that stallion… not anymore.”

Critical’s attention snaps back to her when she walks closer, hand slamming against the wall as her breasts press against his heated chest. “What kind of stallion?”

It is at this point Crit realizes, his mistake, his whole body stiff and fur standing on end while Luna glares at him with a look that could melt (and has melted) virgin hearts. She was a hunter, that much was obvious, unraveling ponies until they were putty in her hands. Plus, she had an obvious hunger for stallion ass. But Critical, in the worst way possible had just given her something new to chase.

His secret.

“Never mind.” squeaks Critical, pulling himself out from between Luna and the wall to his back, speed walking away from the horndog of a princess.

Luna leers at him, watching his baggy shorts and imagining her prize swaying back and forth with each step, licking her lips at the thought of the succulent cakes presented to her. Helpless against her attentions. Their owner unable to stop squealing.

“So the plot thickens…” Luna whispers to herself, running a hand up her inner thigh, just shy of brushing past her sheath. “Good thing, too… a present is not a present without a little mystery.”

Back at the table, Twilight’s ear perk at the sound of her spellphone. She takes it out to find a text from one of her friends… and a picture attachment that makes Twilight drool.

In the picture picture is a curvy, perfectly chubbed mare, smooth, huggable back to the camera, naked save for the apron covering her front.. Near the top of the photo, a big, goofy smile can be seen just under the cut off point, and the rest of the picture…

Thighs that look like the could bear all of Equestria’s children, and then all the neighboring kingdoms, one by one.

Massive breasts, bigger than Twilight’s and almost rivaling Celestia and Luna. The one visible from her side threatening to spill forth from the apron at even the lightest cough.

A bouncy, fluffy tail, just begging to be grabbed and yanked by anypony brave enough to take this goddess of thicc from behind.

An ass, good Gods and ass. One that could only be described as two fleshing, gelatinous asteroids! One being perked up by a wooden cooking spoon, while the other, a rolling pin. Each utensil straining to hold up the earth quaking pelvis crushers as her arms push them together just right. Any twerk team with this ass would win, every time.

And finally, as if to sign it all, the familiar balloon cutie mark squishes against her right arm. And right underneath Pinkie’s picture, a single, simple message.

‘Come get this party pussy, bitch…’

Twilight smiles, looking up from her phone. “Hey Red? We’ve got our next member.”

As the feed ends, the massive, silicone stallionhood falls from Starlight Glimmer’s soaked nethers.

‘Eight times…’ she thinks, breathing heavy, her body drained of its energy. ‘That purple devil made me cum eight times…’

In the midst of her afterglow haze, her spellphone rings. She barely able to levitate it, pussy still twitching and leaking from her self ravaging. But, determined, she floats it into her hand, smiling when she see’s the number calling her; Trixie.

“Hey babe…. Yeah, I just got done watching it too…. Well… yeah, she’s fucked me. You know that…. Well, I wouldn’t say I love her cock but yeah it’s pretty great…. What….? You want Twilight to what?!”

The Equestrian Sexipede

Author's Note

Hey guys! It's been a minute! Was working on this a long while ago and couldn't finish cause of the work load.

Shout out to my usual proofreaders. Lord Sergal. 7Seraphem7, and TheOnlyOneWhoCared.

Remember to leave feedback! Pleases me to please you guys! *giggity*

Oh and, special little thing with this one and the next interlewd planned. Leave comments responding to the chapter as if you're an E.R.O fan that watched the video, and you might get mentioned in Pinkie's chapter. ;)

Interlewd: Midnight Vanilla

It was an average day on E.R.O. Ponies still gushing about Twilight’s tentacles, an emerging war about who was ‘best Princess’, even a group of ponies asking to run a train on Spike. But, amidst all the fapping and gossiping, two new videos popped up on E.R.O. a few hours later:

'Midnight Vanilla' and 'Be Wary of Attacks from Behind'.

Curious, the recent and growing fandom click on these mystery uploads, squeeing in excitement when they find that four of the E.R.O stars may not have been as sleepy as the others.

The video starts up inside Twilight’s castle, a bedroom to be exact, with moonlight coming through the windows. Shafts of light give some visibility, but otherwise the hallway the camera moves through is draped in nighttime shadow. As the camera pans through the dark room, it stops on the bed, along with the large figure sleeping on top of it… a figure with a pastel rainbow mane.

It hovers closer to Celestia, stopping as she turns over on the plush mattress with a quiet, tired sigh. The covers form miniature mountains over her queen-sized bosom, topped by the pointed snowcaps that can only be the pitched tents of erect nipples. A small, almost inaudible hum is heard behind the camera, the pony pleased at the sight before them. In an act of what seems to be silent impatience, the camera pony hurries across the room to Celestia, the image from the camera shaking and losing focus as the pony holding it rushed over, stopping at the foot of her bed.

They climb atop the bed, the camera dipping downwards a bit as they lift themselves up, giving the audience a good view of one of Celestia’s hooves poking out of the bottom of the blanket before it slowly pans back up over the sleeping demigoddess’ form. They sit there for a while, allowing all watching a grandiose view of the Princess’s covered, curvaceous body. The covers are thick enough to obscure much, but her sheer size and curvaceous shape makes their outline of her almost clingy. The rise of her breasts, curves and rolls of her hips, and glow of her mane paints an irresistible picture… especially to those who had witnessed her earlier on-screen obscenities. Adorable and pure now… but once woken, only the smell of sweat, the feel of bodies pressed together, and the sounds of debauchery would follow.

Without another word a feminine blue hand reaches into the shot, grasping the covers and gently sliding them away. Revealing the naked form of her majesty, the pull of the covers causing her voluminous breasts to jiggle slightly.

“Mmmm… au naturel, aye sister?” whispers Luna. “Perfect…”

Her hand smoothes it’s way across Tia’s naked form, sliding up along the well padded, but oh so shapely stomach, caressing it's way up the sudden swells of her massive chest. With each caress, her fingers sink in, gripped by her sister’s wondrous flesh as it longs to be groped and squeezed. Her breasts almost force a needy whine out of Luna’s mouth, so round and soft that her fingers disappear into the flesh… consumed, almost.

“I will most definitely make use of these…” Luna whispers.

Her hand trails down her sister’s belly, catching the covers again. The slow, silky feeling of the fabric running over her body makes Tia stir, body trembling in her sleep. When the covers are low enough, her hand reaches under and lifts each each leg, spreading them to reveal those thick, creamy inner thighs, but leaving her groin concealed… the bedding barely concealing a very large lump in between Tia’s legs. Trailing from side to side, but avoiding the obvious bulge, her fingernails just barely glide over the plentiful thickness of her inner thighs, pressing in every other moment to appreciate the subtle firmness of alicorn strength hidden underneath. Every gentle touch draws unconscious, gentle gasps from her sleeping toy and a whimper whenever she would steer just shy of the twitching hump.

Gently pressing her hand into the soft inner thighs of her incestuous plaything, she catches the blanket a final time. She pulls it down at a snail's pace, making sure that it smoothly caresses her now-quivering loins, making the soft veins on it pulsate as the cock throbs and, to Luna’s cooing amusement, precum darkens a single spot of the blanket as soft, needy gasps slip from her big sister’s sleeping form.

Once fully removed, the prize underneath is revealed; a massive white shaft tinged naturally pink, only made deeper by the blood obviously flowing into the steadily stiffening member, and big, sloshing orbs, more than a handful even for Luna, slightly wet with the precum dripping from the runny cocktip.

Luna doesn’t even stop herself, the camera catching the sight of some of her drool dripping down onto the shaft it was hovering over, wetting it with droplet after droplet. The view shifts a bit, moving to the side and bobbing a little before steadying. Both of Luna’s hands sliding into frame of the now hovering recorder. Her hands are quick to fondle, starting with a firm cupping of the giant, alabaster balls.

“Oooooh you’re wet!” Luna whines. She pulls back her hands to show her audience the slickness coating her palms, unable to make her breath less audible as she starts to pant. She reaches back down, cupping the royal cum factories. She wiggles them, moving her hands back and forth in sequence, batting them softly like a toy. She leaves one hand to fondle them while the other smooths it’s way across the shaft, Luna hissing as it jolts at her touch, starting to grow faster.

“Big sister… so nice and thick.” she muses. It’s not long before Celestia is at full mast, turgid shaft pulsating and balls gurgling as Luna spreads her sister’s own glistening, leaking mare juices across them. Celestia’s whole body seems to be blushing, the pink just visible under her fur, tinted a beautiful shade by the shimmer of moonlight.

The head of the light pink shaft is pulled up past the camera’s field of view, and the sounds of sloppy wet sucking emanating from behind it. Just as quickly as it disappeared the shaft falls back down, revealing the now spit soaked head with a wet pop and throaty, horny “Fuck!”

“That’s it!” Luna says, her voice somewhere between a snarl and moan. “I told you we needed some quality time, and we’re having it! One way,” her hand lifts up Celestia’s swollen stones, revealing the puffy, glistening lips of her marehood, “or another!”

She slides further up along the bed, her eyes locked on the prize below her. The levitating phone shifting to give everyone a perfect POV shot. Luna’s breasts are obscuring the bottom half of the screen, blurred as the camera focuses on Celestia’s body. Then, almost like the climactic unsheathing of a samurai’s sword, Luna’s equally massive, girthy cock, comes into view. It twitches and throbs as the magic moment draws near. Luna pressing the head against her sister’s sopping entrance, not waiting a moment before sliding it in.

Celestia, still asleep, fully moans for the first time in this whole, teasingly slow affair as the head of her sister's cock parts her pussy lips and slips fully inside. Luna hisses at how it seems to coil around her like a lover greeting their spouse. She pushes on, reveling in the training of her older sibling’s veteran flower as it spreads wide, allowing her to gently slide inside, deeper and deeper, yet squeezing so tightly around every inch of invading meat. The medial ring pops in after five agonizingly slow minutes of insertion and Luna looks back up at Celestia, just staring for a moment. When her strong blue hand comes up to grab Tia’s left tit, the sleeping beauty whimpers, begging for more even while unconscious.

“Heh… I’m almost tempted not to wake you…”

The camera zooms in, Luna levitating it down for a close up of her sister’s face while keeping her breasts in the shot. With the best angle achieved for the viewers to watch as Celestia is awakened by her sister’s cock reaming her cunt, Luna slides back until only the tip remains… and then rams home, the next few inches driven inside behind the ring

Celestia yelps; a scream caught in her throat. Luna snorts above her, “Oh my… squeeze me just like that… just like that.” before delivering another jolting, harsh thrust, her swollen balls almost clapping against the plush cheeks of her sister’s soft rear.

“Mmmm… harder…” moans a barely unconscious Tia. The younger sibling obliges, pounding her slow, but landing each thrust with a heavy grunt and the force of an applebuck. Celestia jolting with each of them. Luna starts to moan herself, each deep thrust gaining a gasp from her sister and a pulse of wetness over the invading girth. Another sound starts echoing through the room when Luna finally makes it balls deep, hitting the wall that separates the big blue battering ram from that last, sacred place, but no magic spreads it open for entry… not this time, at least.

The nerves of the tunnel light up, and although unopened, her womb resonates with pleasure. Finally, as Luna takes her sister’s legs, lifting them high, and rams herself in, tip to length, one last time, Celestia’s slumber starts to fade. “Uh… ugh… wha… ah… ah! Mmmm… mmm… uuuh?”

Celestia’s eyes go from fluttering, barely conscious, to wide and fully aware when she realizes that there’s something inside of her… a very big, warm, cock shaped something. “W-W-Wha?! What’s-I-ah-oo-oof-hng-W-agh-W-W-WHA!?!?”

A blue finger silences her protests, tracing along her trembling lips. “Shhh! Shhh! It’s alright… it’s just me.”

“Mm… Luna? Ah… oooh… Luna!” Again the finger silences her, this time probing inside, like a pacifier.

“Yeeeessss…” says Luna, shivering as Celestia sucks and licks the appendage. “Just little sister giving her big sis a good nighttime stuffing.”

Celestia calms herself, but can’t contain her voice, moans forcing themselves out of her throat each time Lulu hilts. Releasing the wet finger, she looks up at Luna, seeing the phone hovering above her jiggling stomach for the first time. Her eyes going wide. “How… mmmngh… how long have you been-”

“A good long while… and you were such a good little sleeper! Putting on quite the show for our fans. Mmph!” Luna says.

“And… and you…” her eyes fixed on the phone as Luna moves it back, giving the viewers a full body view of both alicorns.

“Of course.” Luna chides, still holding onto her sister’s beautiful legs. “All they’ve seen is me blowing you during Twilight’s ‘experiments’… figured they’ve been waiting for us to ‘raise our cannons against one another’ as it were.”

“You…. you didn’t…” Tia looks away, blush deepening as one hand slides down to her curving stomach, feeling Luna’s cock hammering away at her innermost barrier. “You didn’t womb me.”

“HA! Not tonight, you harlot!” her sister laughs, battering her cervix with nice, evenly paced thrusts. “I wanted to show our fans something a little on the regular side to start… not that I’m not sure your womb is loving all the vibrations!” She drives that last point home with an especially harsh thrust that made Tia gasp slightly.

She knew what Luna meant. After repeated cervix penetration the womb became like a pleasure spot. If you went in, the fullness, the activation of nerves really never meant to be touched, the invasion of your innermost reaches could send your mind soaring. But if you didn’t, the feeling of a cockhead ramming against the cervix would create this endless buzz that echoed into your core, lighting up every nerve made over sensitive nerve jump. It would all turn that sacred area into a sort of ‘button’... and every time something hits it, pleasure shoots up the spine and into the brain. Yes… that little cavern is quite useful indeed.

Luna lift’s the camera upwards. Swinging it around to give the viewers a good overhead view of the incestrous pair. Showing a great mage of the Solar Diarch’s tit’s and breasts bouncing and swaying as her body is violated over and over. Celestia lays back, breaths labored as the big cock of her sister stretches out her experienced tunnel, ravaging her better than most others can. Luna tilts her head back, showing the future audience a clear view of her wickedly smiling face for the first time and giving the overhead camera a wink. Her horn glows faintly as she levitates the device at just the right angle.

Luna’s hips have gone from a gentle night time fucking to evenly paced, ravaging pounds, hips harshly colliding with the cushion of Tia’s thick thighs. The bigger alicorn is by all accounts a happy mess; ethereal mane tousled and disheveled, sweat already moistening her fur, and a dark stain of liquid lust spreading through the sheets just under the point of connection between herself and Luna. Her expression was stuck in a semi ‘O’ face. Gasping out each time Luna slams in, only to moan or bite her lips as the other alicorn’s massive shaft grinds against her tunnel as it’s pulled out for another round. Below her face, her breasts sway and bounce and clap with each harsh hump into her heavenly ivory body while her cock slaps down hard on top of them.

“Such lovely breasts.” Luna grins, the expression caught as the camera floats down to catch the action from her right. White legs are thrown over Luna’s shoulders while her hands slide down Tia’s well cushioned outer thighs, down over the perfectly pudgy belly, to squeeze the bouncing, bountiful teats. “So ripe… full of nourishment for your ponies…”

Celestia starts to talk, but is cut off by another groan being dragged out of her throat as her belly bulges slightly.

Luna cheekily purrs in amusement at her sister, bending over to draw closer to her siblings face. Their lovely pairs compress against each other and trap the uppermost length of her sister’s shaft between them, as well as grind the sensitive nips together to send sparks through their mammaries, while bringing Tia’s hooves level with her head.

Tia’s wings, which had been straining against the sheets, spring out from under her as Luna lifts her up another few inches. Sending a few pillows that had fallen on either side of their owner flying before twitching against the bed each time their owner is near hilted by her sister. Luna’s, on the other hand, spasm and flutter in an indication of her ferocity.

“T’would be a sight, would it not?” she chides, nosing Celestia as their lips barely touch, drawing away mere inches from every weak attempt her sibling makes at a kiss.

“A mere commoner… exactly where I lay -mmf- at this very moment… ravaging thee like a whorse as thine udders feed the masses… and accept rope upon -a… aaahh- rope of virulent seed, and the sweet nectar of gushing marehoods…” she coos against her snout whispering the last bit “ … and maybe they and their wives wouldst service thine hardened pride.”

Celestia whimpers as a splatter of pre gushes in between the two pairs of bosoms. “Damn you and your… old… Equestriaaaaahhhn…” she trails off as Luna licks around her mouth, barely catching the tip of her tongue before it departs.

“Hehehe… you loooove it.”

Finally, Luna sticks out her tongue, humming pleasingly as her sister opens her mouth and engulfs it. It’s not a kiss so much as Celestia lewdly sucking on the thick tongue of her sister, pulling at it like the sweetest taffy.

“Mmmmmwaahh…” snarls Luna. “Ooooh yes… spread those thighs for me… oooh fuck yes!”

“I… uh… uh gods…”

“Sooo wet!” Luna growls, blue hand roughly fondling a white globe. “I’m gonna fill you up nice and good… reeeeaaal messy…”

Celestia’s voice is low, straining to be heard. “...not yet.”

“What was that?” Luna says, slapping Tia’s right breast before squeezing it again. “Let me hear it.”

“I… I don't... want you to… c-cum in my… marehood…”

“Ooooooh!” Luna coos. “Then where? Where am I supposed the pump all this thick, creamy seed?”

“I… mmm… I wa-ah!”

“Maybe your mouth? You want me to throat fuck you? Let all your ponies see how big a bulge my cock makes as you swallow every inch?”

“N-no. I-”

“Oooh! Oooh! Is it your mane? A little pearly white for that rainbow?”

“MY BUTT!” Tia moans. “Cum in my butt!”

Luna stops, a predatory, drooling smile on her face that was sadly hidden from the future audience as she kept the camera focused on Tia’s panting, pleading face. “... Your what?” she hisses, starting again with a ferocious thrust, followed by a deep, powerful rhythm that sends a ripple through every plump curve on Celestia’s body.

“I said my-” Celestia stops, face blushing as she looks away, wings coming up to shield her face. But alas, her wings snap back to the mattress, covered in blue aura as her sister pins them down to expose her needy face, moving the camera in closer.

“No!” Luna commands. “Right now, you're my bitch! My precious little cock pleaser… so you will show everypony what their Princess’ whorish face looks like when you tell little sister where you want her load!”

Celestia whimpers, and the massive pillar of marble maremeat dribbles with drop upon drop of pre.

“My ass!” Celestia gasps, unable to hold a breath under her sister's assault. “F-Fill my ass with your seed!”

Celestia squeals as hands seize her nipples, twisting and pinching them, the action capitalized by a single, firm order.

“Say! It! RIGHT!”

“My… other hole… other fuckhole…” Celestia cries, pure pleasure battering every nerve in her body. “… for your cock.” She whimpers, a shudder of pleasure racing over her body. “My other tight, needy little fuckhole for milking your big, thick cock! Please fill it with your seed!”

“Music to my ears.” whispers Luna. She grabs the camera again, angling it to catch the sight of her cock sliding out of it’s well used hole, dripping with the gushing juices of a freshly fucked marehood. But it’s when she climbs off the bed, pulling back to fully show the Day Princess’ nethers, that viewers get a full look at her handy work.

A soaked dock and a glistening anal ring, bathed in the drippings of a still twitching, winking pussy.

Fur tinged pink by the blush underneath, most prominent on her heaving breasts, each larger than Luna's head, with nipples as hard as diamonds.

A cock standing proud, grown a little larger now, and leaking quite profusely, with taut, churning balls just beneath.

And of course, the lustful gaze of a cock-hungry princess, only intensified by flustered, twitching wings and a disheveled mane.

“Crawl up the bed… facing away from me…” Luna huffs. Off-camera, the soft ‘fap fap fap’ of meat being beaten can be heard.

“Convince us to plunder thine posterior! Show your ponies how badly you want it!”

Celestia wastes no time, rolling tiredly onto her stomach and rising onto her hand and knees. With the best sultry look back she can manage, she peeks over her shoulder right before her ass starts moving. Each small shake of her hips sends all that flesh into a jiggling frenzy. It's almost as if the screen is struggling to contain these massive hunks of mare meat, almost cracking under the force of each massive shake.

Luna watches intently, transfixed as her favorite ass in Equestria practically begs to be hilted by a thick, long cock… a request Luna desperately wants to oblige if her heavy breathing is any indication.

Luna back slides onto the bed, panning the phone down to film her erection sliding in between the two plush, titanic white cheeks. She sucks in a breath when she feels the puckered ponut quiver against her. Kissing the underside of her shaft in a way that seems almost needy.

“Ooooh… hold on sister. There’s something I just have to do!”

With little warning, Luna lets the phone float once more, slapping her hands into the round, sun-shaped targets on her sister’s thick behind. As Celestia whines, humping back into the smaller dom’s throbbing length, Luna presses her cheeks around her gently thrusting rod, burying them in warm, pillowy softness.

“You’re so soft, Tia.” says Luna, head tilted back behind the floating POV. “So goooood… maybe I should cum on your back, eh?”

“Uh… agh…” The shadows of Celestia’s wings twitch and flutter to mirror their off-screen counterparts.

“Cover those pretty wings in my seed… add a new color to your mane…” she spanks Tia’s right sun again, pushing harder into the ass flesh on her return.

“Luna… please… just-mmmgh-just…”

“Just what?” Luna asks. “I can’t do something if you don’t ask for it properly.” Her cock slides back slowly, head disappearing in between the two hills of flesh and fur. Blue hands part those cheeks, exposing a pre-slicked head pressing wetly and forcefully against the rosey ponut. She pans the camera upwards to be sure and show all the ponies watching the desperate face of the Solar Princess. Her face blushes bright as hot, ragged breathes keep her mouth open, and tongue lolled out. All the while her eyes stare into the camera with pure need.

“... fuck me through the bed… please!” With a flick of her wings, the tips whip into her behind, sending a wonderful sting and a jiggle through them.

"Oh… who could say no to such a display?”

Luna pulls the camera back down towards the real action just as Celestia’s pucker begins to spread around the charging equine head. When it fully spreads around her enormous girth, the rest of the shaft surges forward, stretching the welcoming anus wide around the cylindrical slab of meat. An excited howl of lust escapes Luna’s lips followed by eager, huffed breaths, no doubt directed at the unexpected greediness of her sister’s back door. Celestia’s head hits the mattress, horn almost slicing through the pillowcase as her body gives in, every thought in her scattered brain replaced by her little sister’s domineering cock.

“Oh… fuck… you're still so… loose from Twilight…” Luna says, voice shaking.

“Blaaghnnnhe…” is all Celestia can manage.

The camera captures everything from the moment Luna starts moving. Her pace is average; steady enough for a good pounding, but slow enough to record her entire shaft glistening with pre and anal juices. Tia’s ponut grips at the shaft that pounds it, stretching out and then sucking back in with the thrusts. While around it? Those marvelous mounds shake and clap with every powerful thrust. It’s so much that Celestia can’t even contain herself now, whimpering and moaning like a virgin schoolfilly getting rutted by her crush, with wings fluttering and throbbing to match.

“Ah shit!” Luna grunts. “Your ass is sucking my cock like it’s hungry!”

“Be… because… too good… thiiiicc!”

Luna growls, pounding her more and more forcefully, slamming home brutally with each ass-quaking batter that pushes against her prostate on every pass.

She keeps the camera flying, wanting to be sure to show every facet of this moment, gliding over her back and between her rigidly stiff wings, floating down to the side, landing right next to her head. She’s a mess; strands of her mane stuck to her face, tears trickling down her snout, and her eyes struggling to stay open and keep eye contact with the spellphone.

“My-uh-uh-ah-p-ponies-oh-ohfuck-ohfuckyeah-ooohshiiiit!” Celestia stutters, barely able to form a sentence as her anus clings to the Luna’s battering ram for dear life.

“ComeonTia-comeon-tellemyouloveityouslut-tellemyoulovethisbig, fat, COCK!” Luna grumbles off camera, a resounding slap ringing through the air that rips a sound between a moan, groan, and scream from the devastated alicorns drooling mouth.

“It’s… it’ssogooahaha…” Celestia tries to express how good Luna’s hitting it… but with every word, an anal convulsion, no doubt an emerging anal orgasm, threatens to break her mind.

“Come here you round arsed wench!” Celestia’s eyes widen as she's dragged back along the sheets, matted fur clinging to them for a moment to leave behind a sweat trail. As the camera rights itself, the image it reveals is the best one yet.

Luna, eyes closed tight with her bottom lip under her teeth. Her own hefty mammaries bouncing and clapping madly as she thrusts forward, her powerful hooves planted behind her, digging into the the massive mattress as she throws herself into each powerful thrust so harshly that the ripples through Celestia’s buttocks can be seen even from this angle. In front of her, Celestia is on all fours, massive breasts bouncing wildly inches from the sheets below, with only her amazonian frame keeping them from pressing into the sheets. Her cheeks are wet with teary streaks, no doubt from the insane pleasure coursing through her mind, and her tongue hangs to the side of a lazy, drooling, and consistently agape maw as eyes roll into the back of her skull. Behind her royal chest is the mighty staff off a princess; an ivory scepter of flesh throbbing pre into the sheets in a steady stream, and jumping off of them with each hilt into her majesty's secret passage, while balls, soaked with mare juices, clap thunderously each time Luna’s own pair rams into them.

“Ooooh fuck I’m going to cum insiiiide!” Luna moans, gripping a heavy hunk of plot on her sister’s right cheek, sun-marked flesh spilling out between her fingers. The other hand yanks her mane upwards, forcing her to face the camera fully. “Tell them! Tell them how much you want this filthy behind filled with thick” -slap- “hot” -slap- “cream!” SLAP!

As her ass stings with the constant swats from her sister, the sluttified sun goddess speaks, mouth upturned in a trembling, crooked smile… and the Royal Canterlot Voice booming through the castle, surely waking a few of the lighter sleepers.

“DEFILE IT! FILL IT WITH YOUR VIRILE LOAD! PAINT MY GUTS WHITE WITH IT… OH FUCKING GODS PLEASE!!!”

“Ugh… yeah! Oh fuck you nasty sun slut! Take it aaaallll!”

Luna slams home one last time and a thick, gooey spurting can be heard, sounding off in tandem with the few ropes that backflow out past the anal ring. Her belly does not bloat this time, Luna still diminished from Twilight's fiasco earlier, but the sloshing, warm fullness that settles into Celestia’s rear is just as satisfying as her mouth had been earlier that day. A thick bubbling feeling that Celestia could only take so much of before…

“Aaah… Ooooo fuuuuck…”

The cock pressed into the sheets erupts, ropes of its virile essence splattering roughly across the surface. A few ropes become a puddle, and that small puddle becomes a pond. Soon, her knees are soaked in her own load, plus whatever jizz and marecum had dripped down her now-taut sack. Even her face and breasts could not escape it, having fallen to the bedding after her arms gave in to pre-orgasmic bliss. But none of this stop Luna who, even as her stream dies, continues to pump her sensitive, cum-spurting member into her sister’s cock-suckling anus. Just to make sure every drop makes it inside.

The camera moves one final time, flying over Celestia and flipping around. Its exhausted owner moving it around to let all those who would watch that night and the next day a spectacular finale indeed.

That massive blue shaft slides back, slowly but surely exiting the abused anal passage, stretching that ponut back to its limits… until finally, with a wet, messy pop, it releases the head… and the deluge sprays forth. Gushes and bursts of cum fill the pungent, sex-filled air with sloppy splashes and dribbles of more semen dropping into the pond below. The cheeks around the leaking hole flush red with handprints, quaking with each push, and in turn helping along each burst of semen within the steady stream. And just to top things off, Luna gasps one last time, her softening length spraying its last few ropes along the sunny marks of big sister’s behind.

Flipping the camera over once more, the disheveled face of Equestria’s Princess of the Night comes into focus, just as sweaty and disheveled as the sister she just got done devastating.

“Couldn’t” -huff- “sleep.” Luna says, shooting the camera a sly smirk. “Decided to let you guys in on the fun… hope you enjoyed, little ponies.”

Another flip, and Celestia’s still dripping behind is presented to the future audience yet again, still bathed in spunk.

“Say bye, Tia…” says Luna, voice sultry and low.

Celestia tries to turn around, but every nerve in her body rings with near orgasmic bliss every time she tries. So instead, knowing what all her wonderful watchers like, she merely twerks her behind, wetly clapping it like a slimy, sloppy applause.

Luna can’t suppress a giggle-snort, dropping the camera as the video ends on her laughter.

In the moonlit darkness of a warm room, two princesses lay next to each other in a puddle of their combined affection. Both of them kiss passionately, running their hands over each other’s sweat-covered bodies.

“That was fun,” sighs Celestia, a wing lazily rubbing against her sister’s.

“Mmmm… indeed...” says Luna, nuzzling into her sister’s mane.

“However,” adds Celestia, smiling at Luna through heavy eyelids, “you do know this means I owe you an equally messy… ‘surprise’, right?”

Luna gasps, then giggles at the knee that brushed against her still sensitive nethers. So caught in her pleasure induced haze that she can barely tell which nethers she is pushing into.

“N-not tonight!” Luna gasps, back arching to press her bosom into Celestia’s.

“Luna…” Celestia coos as her snout draws close to her sister’s horn and her tongue draws a sharp, quick lap up its length.

Luna can only whimper at her sister’s playful revenge. She can feel it in Tia’s grip. A strength that tells Luna one thing… it’s big sister’s turn. But what confirms her suspicions (and hopes) is the nuzzling whisper into her ear.

“Mommy wants to play…”

“PINKIE!” Luna yelps. “W-w-we need t-to be ready for… ah…”

Celestia snickers at her flustered sister, glad she knows she’s not the only one with a well trained dom side.

“You need help sleeping?”

“Well I do now!” Luna grumbles, still blushing as her erect nipples poke into her big sister’s.

“Well then… I think I can help.”

Before Luna can ask, a fat, erect nipple is shoved into her mouth with a hand on the back of her head to hold her there.

Luna doesn’t pull away. Her body is much too tired for all of that. Instead, she does the one thing expected of her… suckles.

As a soothing, calming mana begins to flow from the nipple, lulling Luna to slumber more and more with each sip, Celestia begins to sing.”

Oh little moon, your time is done.

And as you lower now, so rises the sun.

Do not fret, you shall come again.

For upon your glow, so many depend.

Like the Timberwolf, hunting its prey.

Or intertwining lovers, tired from their day.

Oh little moon, your time is done.

Before the last line, Celestia can’t help but grin.

But know, as the sun pleased you… you shall please the sun…

Celestia feels her sister’s body relax… and sighs contently as her now re-hardened cock slips into the tightness of her younger sister. She can only reach halfway, but she knows that, by the morning, Luna would pay her back in full for this little midnight tryst.

But, before Celestia can drift off herself, the telltale noises of passionate coupling slip into her chambers.

And as her ears perk up, she can’t help but wonder… is that Twilight?

Interlewd: Midnight Vanilla

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Crazy Night in Canterlot (Revised)

(Futa, Slight Futa on Male, excessive cum, very light male on male, very light sounding, threat of chestity.)

In the city of Canterlot, Redlight walks the streets, head hung low with hands in his pockets. His hoofsteps echo throughout the empty street, the reviews of his latest flick repeating in his head.

‘We’ve seen this before, just like the ‘plumber and his client’ scenario! When are we going to see something new?’

‘Never thought I’d say this, but this fur flick is so old hat it’s getting me soft!’

‘It is arousing, but I could easily find one of his older movies that’s just like this.’

“Damn it all.” he whispers to himself. It started happening a year ago; he released his 12th movie to rave reviews. At the Equestrian Adult Entertainment Awards, he won best group sex scene. But then… then he lost it. The next film he released was good, but not anywhere near his last one, and each film got worse and worse… and finally, he stopped trying. He hobbled something together to try and save his career. A storyline so simple no one could hate it.

Turns out simplicity isn't always the best.

‘This is embarrassing, and even worse, disappointing!’ he recalls hearing. It was the harshest review he had received over the film. ‘It's been done before and better! If this is all this once great director can make, he should just stick to single scene, twelve to twenty minute quick flicks. Not give us a reused smut story and call it grade-A erotica! Keep this crap on Smuthut where it belongs!’

The words still stung at him… and hearing the come from a good friend made it even worse. Their friendship almost ending, of course, when he called him about the review, drunk… very drunk... and loud.

“Why the hell did I do that?” Redlight asks himself. “I mean it's not like he was wrong. One of the biggest piles of crap I've ever made.”

He continues his walk, hoof steps still echoing across the near vacant street, face still wearing that look of melancholy, when he sees out of the corner of his eye, a poster. On the poster is a depiction of a grand ball, the princesses presiding over the crowd of party ponies, and underneath it, it reads ‘Come one, come all, to an open invitation Throne Room Party at the luxurious Canterlot Palace!’.

He stares at the picture for a moment, whistling at the well dressed princesses, and shrugs. “Ah, Fuck it. I’ve got nothing better to do.”

But, unbeknownst to Red at the time, he's going to have very much to do, very, very soon.

Earlier that day...

In the castle sitting on a mountainside high above Canterlot, long before Red took his walk, three princesses sat in their throne room silently, until one let out a deafening cry.

“I’m so booooored!” shouted princess Luna, slumping limply across her throne, her muscled, plump body straining against her royal gown.

“We’re all bored, sister.” Celestia said, leaning back in her chair. Her massive breasts compressed as the front of the gown pulled back into them. “The problem is there doesn’t seem to be anything we can do about it... any suggestions?"

“Not really… unless...” Twilight said pondered. “Do we ever have any other parties at the castle besides the Gala?”

Celestia pondered herself for a moment, her bosom squished around her arm as hand scratched chin. “No, I don’t think we do. Our schedule is usually busier than this.”

Luna's hand shot up, sending a wiggle through firm, gigantic teats. “What about those parties that we have with various ambassadors?”

“Luna, we've talked about this,” said a face-palming Celestia “a tea party is not an actual party.”

Luna smirked at her sister. “But it's called a tea ‘party’ tho…”

Celestia glared at her. “Luna, I'm really not in the mood. Don't do this to me right now!”

Luna's smirk turned to a grin. “Hi ‘really not in the mood’ I'm Luna!”

Celestia stood to bonk her sister in the head as said blue alicorn giggled madly. Thankfully, Twilight was able to place herself between the two.

“Alright, alright that's enough,” she chuckled. “Look, why don't we have a throne room party? Just us and whoever shows up, all having a good time?”

The two princesses looked at one another and exchanged nods. “Sounds good to us.” Said Celestia.

“Good, I’ll round up some of the fastest pegasi and have them spread some fliers around Ponyville, Canterlot, and wherever else I can think to send them.”

As Twilight rounded up pegasus, Luna and Celestia prepared, turning the throne room into a luxurious ballroom. By that night, it would be filled with ponies, dragons, gryphons, and whoever or whatever else decided to show up.

Red had been to the annual Grand Galloping Gala. Seen the golden and glass statues atop tables littered with expensive, high quality foods. This most certainly was not that. The windows of the throne room flash with constantly changing neon lights while windows vibrate in sync with a heavy electronic base. The same effect can be seen around the rest of the castle, windows all vibrating and flashing, painted by shadows of dancing party goers whose bodies all move and sway to the beat.

‘Guess the throne room wasn’t big enough, huh?’ he thinks to himself.

Redlight continues forward, only to be stopped by two guards for a quick body search. In the midst of his public groping, one of the guards recognizes the disgraced pornographer, grabbing his fellow guard by the shoulder to alert him of the red unicorn's identity.

The guards exchange several odd glances before standing, the black coated pegasus stallion looking down on the smaller red unicorn with an obvious hunger. "We regret to inform you that, upon identifying you, me and my friend here would like to bring you to a back room for a-"

"If you're gonna take me in the back to fuck me, just say it!" says Red. He came for a party, no over complication. The stallion snorts, reaching around to squeeze Red's reasonably perked rump.

Red wasn't a young stallion by any means, but he knew how to stay in shape. Time at the gym had given him a good body, with musculature just pronounced enough to be visible. Daily jogging, however, had given him quite the... 'baseball bottom' as it were.

The silver coated earth pony palms the other cheek, whispering to Red. "We both wasted good bits on that trash you called porn. Could have seen something better on DirtyCoat. So the way I see it, we could either tell everypony in there who you are, or you could help us make a better movie out back?"

Red sighs, not wanting to deal with a mixture of prudes disgusted by his presence and customers disappointed in his product. Plus he does want something to take his mind off of current events, and these studs are gorgeous. So, grabbing the dark one's codpiece to signal his affirmation, the two guards smile and lead him into the back room while two other guards take their place. Within less than a minute, Red is bent over with pants around his knees, the black pegasus's large, speckled cock plundering his tail hole while his silver friend drove deep into Red's throat.

"I heard you were a slut around big ones," huffs the silver coated stud "but I didn't know you'd be this good!"

His black coated friend is silent, but obviously into it as much as him. Pumping hard into Red's perky butt as it grips him like a vice, huffing as he saws into the smaller stallions practiced hole. He makes sure to be courteous though, reaching around to jerk Red's engorged cock.

After fifteen minutes of fucking and sucking, two synced neighs and a loud, gurgled whinny signal the three ponies finish. Red exits a few minutes later, two satisfied stallions exiting behind him, each giving his rear a complimentary swat. One of them muttering as they part ways. “Damn… he should make that his new refund policy."

When he finally makes it inside, his ears are immediately hit with a heavy techno track; a remixed tune from an old childhood movie. He walks further in, head bobbing to the beat, and soon he’s shuffling past pony after pony, some waving around glow sticks, others dancing like madponies with their strait jackets undone.

He makes his way up a flight of stairs, seeing some dragons, a few gryphons, and dozens of ponies before he finally gets to the throne room. On the throne, the three princesses sit elegantly, presiding over the events, answering questions at times, getting on the dance floor at others. It's always nice to see the princesses cut loose every now and then. They deserve to have some fun given the fact that their jobs usually involve the fate of the entire nation.

“Well color me pink and call me a pussy! Red old boy, how ya been!”

Red turns around to greet a tall, bulky, sky blue coated unicorn stallion with a red mane. His eyes are steely silver, and his curled into a pearly-white grin, all of this complemented by what Red knew was an old fashioned corset for a cutie mark.

“Vintage Burlesque! How are you doing you old son of a bitch?!” shouts Redlight. He engulfs Vintage in a tight hug, the buffer unicorn lifting him off the ground a little bit. Vintage was a famous fur flick director, much like Red, hailing from Trottingham in Braytain. His special talent, as showcased by his cutie mark, was making kinky porn with an overlay of class; the fine wine of BDSM if you will. If your film, drawing, or piece of fiction is more blatant smut than actual erotica, he'll tell you so.

“Oh you know,” Vin replies, “been in the dragon lands looking for new talent. Got this voluptuous little number called Rathia Irontail on speed dial for additions, what about you?”

“Did you see the reviews for my last film?”

“Ah yes, such a shame. If I may ask, what exactly happened during the whole... creative process?”

“You mean other than the whole creative process being shit?” Redlight asks him.

“By the Gods… it was that bad?”

“Well you see, I really wouldn't know that, considering I was drunk, hungover, or just plain uninterested during the whole ordeal.”

“What?!” asks Vintage, nearly dropping his drink. He leans in close to whisper, not wanting her majesty to hear. “What in Celestia's white carpet were you thinking?!”

“I wasn't thinking; I was panicked and thought my career was dying.” says Redlight, visibly sunken in on himself. “I figured if I released some good old fashioned smut, it might buy me some time until that creative spark came back.”

“Has it?”

“Tsk… have I released any films?”

“Ah… well, if you ever wanted to learn how to draw porn…”

Red furrows his brow at the old perv. “You draw now?”

“Oh yes! Whenever I'm not making another movie, I'm releasing another folio. Here,” Vintage pulls out his spellphone. “take a gander at my website.”

They look over Vintage’s art while the party jumps and moves around them. Meanwhile, two princesses begin to stir on their thrones.

“Tia?”

“Yes, Twi?” Celestia says.

“You having fun?”

“Yeah, but… “

“But?”

Celestia leans over to Twilight, “You remember us getting kinda close on the dance floor?”

Twilight looks Celestia up and down, visibly confused. “Yeeeaaaah?”

Celestia doesn't say anything, but smirks as she points down into her lap. Twilight follows her finger and freezes when her eyes land on a growing bulge. She looks up blushing, only to see a smiling Celestia.

Celestia runs a hand slowly up Twilight's arm, “My solar comet wants to play.”

“Still can't believe that's one of the things you call your penis.” chuckles Twilight, a flush already rising on her cheeks.

Celestia laughs, eyeing her student's ascended alicorn bust hungrily. “Right now it’s either that or my royal scepter… and the comet one's funnier.”

“Hehehe, stop it!” Twilight laughs, prat punching Celestia's arm. “You're gonna make me laugh!”

“Good,” says Celestia, bringing her face closer to Twilight’s to take in her scent. “Your laugh turns me on.”

As Twilight starts to giggle, Celestia presses her lips to the snickering lips, kissing the laughing mare full on, softly at first, and making sure to set up a perception field so no one sees. Her arms wrap around Twilight, stroking up and down her folded wings with light, featherweight touches. Twilight mirrors her actions almost automatically, finding those feathers she knew to be most sensitive. As giggles turn to moans, Twilight opens her mouth to welcome Celestia’s tongue, wrestling with it for control… and almost winning. When she feels her wings start to extend, she pushes herself away from Celestia, a thin ribbon of saliva keeping them connected for just a moment longer.

“Sorry Tia,” she says, taking out a cloth to dab at her sullied lipstick. “don't want to pop a wing boner in front of our subjects.”

Celestia smiles, the expression soft but with a lust lying just beneath the surface. “And what if I want you to?”

Twilight’s eye twitches, and it takes everything not to pounce Tia right then and there and strip her of her clothing. “Just… just tell me how you want to do this!”

“Well first,” says a smirking Celestia as her hand moves to gently fondle a lavender sweater pillow. “whip it out.”

Twilight’s face reddens and her eyes widen, the first few drops of wetness dampening her panties. “Um… don't know if that's a good idea.”

Celestia forces a small 'eep' from Twilight’s lips when she tweaks an erect nipple through the soft dress fabric. “Even if it means I'll give you a Teli?”

Twilight let's out a small gasp, shivering as she remembers the last time she felt Tia’s golden aura wrap around her. How it seemed to worm its way into every little wrinkle and bump of her enflamed flesh, leaving no part of her most hidden feature without pleasure. With little hesitation and a glow of her horn, a bulge appears in her skirt, almost as big as Celestia's.

The sun princess glares at it, small drops of drool dripping from her grin. “And I thought I was excited!”

“Hurry up!” says Twilight, her unleashed appendage starting to strain the fabric, the softness teasing the sensitive head.

“There's a tower that's right next to this building, with a good amount of windows and a great view of Canterlot. It's right there.” Celestia says, pointing out of a window at the tower in question.

Twilight smiles at Celestia, gently rubbing her nose against hers. “Any one of these party goers could see us.”

Celestia runs a hand across Twilight’s throbbing bulge, a pleased hum escaping the lavender alicorn's lips.“That's the point my little lovely.”

Twilight can't contain herself any longer… and neither can Celestia. Within seconds, a single teleport takes the two into the tower, tearing off clothes and passionately kissing one another. Their kiss is unrestrained, sloppy, their togues slurping at each other, licking around mouths and chins. Twilight loses count of how many times Celestia nibbles at her mouth and face. Both massive pairs of breasts press and push together, the larger white overtaking the perkier lavender, allowing the nipples to caress one another, almost as if the teats were kissing passionately. Sending sparks of pleasure along each mare’s chest and up their spines. Their wings are fully erect now, allowing their hands to explore every joint, curve and feather as horns produce tiny sparks, gently grinding into one another.

However, the two mares stop for a moment as pleasure blooms from their groins. The both look down a chuckle at the now fully hard marecocks frotting against one another, Twilight’s head-to-head with Tia’s mammoth, made visibly more giant on her slightly smaller frame.

“You wanna go first?” Twilight asks, resting her head against Tia’s.

“No, you can go. Besides,” Twilight’s cock lights up in a golden aura, making her gasp as a wave of soft, slithering pressure invades every spot on her usually hidden phallus. “I promised you something.”

Twilight’s eyes flutter, and she kisses her teacher again, trailing affectionate, hickie making, love bites lower and lower. Celestia watches her descent and groans as she feels Twilight’s lips wrap around the head her prize. At the same time, Twilight moans around Celestia’s meaty futahood as she feels that heavenly golden aura stroke her own twitching girth.

Meanwhile, a blue alicorn and one of her guards sits atop a nearby rooftop to, watching one Princess go down on the other. Armed with nothing but socks, lube, and the glow of their horns as they vehemently stroke each other.

“G-Gods, my princess! I never knew socks could be serve such a... ah… lewd purpose!”

“I know r_ ah shit_ r-right?! Hng! Grip me harder!”

Red continues to enjoy the party inside. Chatting with old friends. Meeting a few new faces. He even finds a griffon he had worked with named Veronica Redtail, or ‘Thundering Mountains’ in her films. But, despite all these pleasantries… he’s still sour.

He embarrassed two stars. Wasted their time and money on a two-bit project so lazily made it could almost pass as armature. He let down so many ponies. Hell, more than ponies. He’s a wash up now, and there’s almost nothing that could fix things. The only thing that could make him feel worse would be if-

“Well… this is awkward.” says somepony to his immediate right.

Rolling his eyes, he turns to see a face that he’d hoped to avoid for at least another two weeks. An earth stallion whose coat is red with patches of black, mane a sunset orange, and cutie mark that of a pony of undetermined gender in the throes of orgasm with a magnifying glass over them.

Critical Ecstasy. His harshest critic and, most likely, former best friend.

Before Critical can say anything, Redlight turns away, walking outside onto the nearby balcony. Critical follows him out with a sigh. Chances are, they were about to have words.

Red steps out onto the throne room balcony, opened for party goers to have easier access to fresh air. The door behind him opens again and hooves click against the title behind him. Critical leans up against the banister besides his defected friend, always on the verge of saying something, but never really being able to spit it out.

There they stand, quiet, minutes passing like hours. The muffled beat of the party barely breaking the awkward silence.

Finally, after an eternity of dead air, somepony talks.

“Look Red, I know the review sounded a little... harsh. But I know you! I know how much better you can-”

“You did your job.”

Critical looks up at Red. “Um… what?”

“Look, I’m not gonna guilt trip you about doing something you’re supposed to do. Plus I uh… re-watched the film… sweet Luna it was bad.

Critical has to be hearing things. Is… is Red actually…? “Wait, you agree with me that the movie is shit?!”

Red chuckles. “Um, yeah! The premise; a hot little pegasus number and her twin, femboi of a brother getting into ‘sticky’ situations at the Wonderbolt Academy? Total rip off of ‘Birds of Poon!’. Same premise, but a brother/sister team sent to learn about griffon culture instead of the Wonderbolt Academy.”

Crit snaps his fingers. “I knew you got that idea from somewhere!”

“Yeah, but the only three scenes I could seem to come up with were ‘one on one sex’, ‘gang bang’, and ‘occasional wincest’.”

“I actually thought those scenes were some of the best. The two actors who portrayed the brother and sister were excellent!”

Red scoffs, taking a breath and exhaling slow. “Two hunks’a gold in a river of shit.”

The two stallions laugh at the well timed wit, and Red pulls an Earl Grey teagarette and lights it with his horn. As he exhales the great-tasting smoke, watching it glow in the city lights with wonderful neon hues, he sees what this is… the end.

He pictures the headlines on all the porno news blogs in his mind. “Porn starlet burns out!” or “Big name star retires after massive Flop!” his career ending with a minuscule whimper as opposed to death by elaborate snu snu; his dream death.

He looks out onto Canterlot, her streets gleaming with a mixture of wagon lights and street lamps. “Well, it was a fun ride.”

A voice, braytish in accent calls from behind the two. “Who said the ride was over?”

Red and Critical turn around to greet Vintage trotting onto the balcony to join them, Critical pulling him into a tight hug, having not seen him in ages. He pulls a Peach teagarette from his coat pocket and lights with his horn, giving it a quick puff.

Red sighs, still staring out over the glowing city. “Thanks for the encouragement, but you don't shit your pants in the middle of a high school cafeteria and expect to be popular the next day.”

“But it wasn't even that bad! Surely you can think of something to gain your popularity back!”

Red laughs. “Like what? I can’t draw and I'm pretty sure nobody sane is gonna risk their career working with me.”

Critical starts to give his two cents… until something catches his eye. He sees it in a tower adjacent to the throne room; what appears to be two figures in its left side window. He narrows his eyes... are those princesses? One is standing, and one's on her… oh… OH!.

Critical steps back on shaking hooves, still watching the… event, while trying to rouse his friends attention. “Guys?”

“What about Jessy Lightningride? She loved working with you before!”

The one on her knees… her head is… oh lords. “Guys?!”

“Yes, before… when I made good fur flicks!”

She… how much is she even taking? “GUYS?!”

Both stallions shoot an annoyed glare over at Critical. “What?!”

Critical, hand shaking, points to the tower. “The fuck is that?”

They follow his finger with narrow eyes when they come across the two figures… and remain silent for a full minute when they find what he’s pointing to. Just to be sure they’re seeing correctly, Red casts a sort of magnifying glass spell; a telescope-like portal they can all look through… their eyes aren’t deceiving them.

In the window, lying very bare for anyone to see, are Princesses Twilight and Celestia… doing the nasty. Twilight is on her knees, gagging, choking, spitting up on Celestia’s enormous member. Rolling as much of her heavy balls as she can in with her fingers. Meanwhile, Twilight’s own mare-meat is wrapped in her teacher’s golden magical aura, gently massaging and stroking Twilight while her mouth and throat gurgle around stiff flesh. Celestia looks down at Twi from time to time, thrusting harder when she sees those fiery purple eyes. Twilight's giving her a glare that just drips, “Feed me”. To top things off, every time Celestia meets Twilight's choking slobs with her thrusts, her marvelous, jiggly ass quakes with the impact.

Critical tilts his head, slack-jawed and wide-eyed at the sight. “I… um… what?”

“Nope! Not real!” nervously laughs Vintage, shakily lighting another teagarette after dropping his last one. ”It's an illusion! Somepony’s pranking us!”

Red just stares on as the two argue, too transfixed on the two princesses’ hot, and just barely private rutting. “There… there are no words…”

“Bullshit!” Critical laughs. “You and Red would have been able to sense that, and it would have shown up funny on his magnifying spell.”

Vintage scratches his chin. “Then perhaps a mirage?“

Red watches their expressions; eyes flaming with passion for one another. The movements of their sweat covered bodies, how the collide over and over, heavy drops flinging off of them. How the matted fur of Celestia’s crotch and Twilight's muzzle cling to each other for every brief moment they make contact, leaving bits of fine hair in the other ponies coat.

Critical slaps his own forehead.“Yes; because a hallucinations are always perfectly detailed.”

“Well… we could be drunk right now.”

He could already imagine the smell of sweaty, unrestrained, passionate sex that must have taken over the room by now; absolutely divine.

Critical tilts his head at Vintage. “One, how much alcohol would you need? Two, your breath smells like you had maybe two or three fuzzy navels, and you’d have to have a shit ton of those to get anywhere..

“Oh don’t you dare talk shit about fuzzy navels! Sodding things are Discord's wet dreams in drink form!”

As the two continue to argue, Red steps in front of them and gazes upon the scene of absolute debauchery taking place before the group. Using his hands as a mock screen, he frames it all, adding music in his head and a backstory. But something is missing; a key ingredient that is needed to bring the whole thing together… and then he realizes.

He kept the princesses in.

That’s it; the proverbial cherry on top. On top of every other beautiful aspect of it, it was all so scandalous! In fact, ditch the music and the story. These two heavenly, ascended beings just casually fucking, lowering themselves to our level, giving into base desires... that would be more than enough. It would be flawless.

His two friends continue their pointless argument, but Red? Red thinks of all the possibilities. All the newfound recognition he would get overnight for pulling off such a big project!

All the reviews.

He gazes upon the two Princesses’ passion, a sex scene that you could only ever dream of, and finally finds a word to describe what he’s watching…

“... Perfect“

Celestia takes a whiff of the air around her, not wanting to waste any of that sweet musk they’ve produced. A mixture of perfumes they had worn for the party with the musky sweat of their matted, ever so slightly dripping fur. A salty sweet scent that enters your nostrils like a fine mist and then slithers up your nose and settles on her tongue.

She can barely keep her eyes off of Twilight, save throwing her head back from time to time. She always did love it when Twilight traced around her medial ring, getting it nice and wet. She pulls and ruffles Twilight’s hair as she stuffs herself on her cock, scratching behind her ears to send sparks of pleasure from her head down through her spine. Below them, Celestial can feel every vein and bump of Twilight’s glorious alicorn cock in her mind, nudging and rubbing every single part of it with that heavenly soft golden aura.

“Gods Twilight.” the porcelain white goddess huffs. “I swear… it was just yesterday that I was weakening your gag reflex.”

Twilight slides off her member with a wet pop, giving the head a quick suckle before letting go. “Lesson one; control is key.” Twilight strokes the spit soaked tool, twisting her hand around it as she pumps. “After all, nothing like feeling somepony make their throat ripple on your cock, right?”

“Mmmm, yes… “ she glares down at Twilight, eyes glinting with a predatory intent. “Speaking of which.”

Twilight feels Celestia's powerful hand grab the back of her head and instinctively opens wide. Celestia brings her down hard as she thrusts up, sending her entire musky length down Twilight’s throat, holding most of it there with only small, slow thrusts. Coating her oral passage with the tangy sweet taste of her lust warmed cock. She sighs a strained “Fuuuuuck!” biting her lip as she gazes back down into Twilight's eyes, her own narrowed and desperate for more. Tears trail down Twilight’s cheeks along with a mixture of spit, pre, and snot that drips out of her nostrils as her throat is stretched and ravaged. Celestia can feel the spittle from her students gag reflex coating her cock before it dribbles down her balls along with her marehoods juices.

Twilight herself isn't just gagging, but full on choking on Celestia’s mammoth member. Her vision is hazy, her senses dominated by the presence of Celestia's hungness, and her eyes roll back at the exquisite feeling of her mentor filling almost every inch of her throat. She does what she was taught, controlling how hard she chokes, how much she spits up, how her throat ripples around Celestia. All to please her teacher; to get that warm, creamy meal she so desperately craves.

Twi’s own cock twitches as large beads of pre rolls down the underside of her shaft, quickly lathered along her shaft in tune with Celestia's golden strokes. She can feel her steaming inner thighs and the back of her swollen balls drip with mare nectar, and it takes everything in her not to spill her load at Celestia’s hooves right then and there… but she endures. Besides; Celestia did get her into denial. Celestia groans, thrusting in and out of Twilight's maw like a cockmare possesed, making sure she has just slightly less than enough air to breath.

She pulls back to let her cock warmer suck in a few lungfuls before slamming back, hilting her and keeping her like that. “Good Gods mare! Am I that good of a mentor?”

Instead of stopping again, Twilight opts for telepathy. “I’m sorry, mommy. I'm just so hungry! And your cock taste so good!”

Celestia's snorts undignified, thrust hard into Twilight’s throat, forcing another ‘glurk’ from the used lavender royal. “Oh don't you start with that 'mommy' nonsense! You know that's a weakness!”

Twilight smiles around Celestia's cock, glaring up at her with red, watery eyes, “Hai, Sensei.”

“Oh you b-bitch!”

Celestia takes Twilight’s abuse for a time, holding herself back from the brink of orgasm as she feels her student's tongue get into every nook and cranny possible in order to please her Princess. Smirking defiantly, however, she remembers what her magic is doing to a certain purple alicorn’s love muscle. She enhances the stroking motion of the golden aura, amping it up to a faster pace, a rolling motion to the underside of her shaft, a gripping, pressured rotation around the head, and finally, a second aura cradling her taut sack. But the cherry on top is a bead of magic that pushes down into the entrance of Twilight’s urethra and buzzes, sending waves of vibrating pleasure down the inside of Twilight's shaft. Twilight’s closed eyes scrunch up and her sucking becomes erratic for a moment as she let's out a choking groan that pleasantly vibrates the other alicorn's shaft.

“Kimochi?” a devilishly grinning Celestia asks. Twilight doesn't bother looking up, but playfully flips Celestia the bird, and the bigger alicorn giggles in response.

“ Well maybe these are just extra strength.” says Vintage. He takes another sip from one of the fuzzy navels.

“Nah.” says Critical. “I can drink half a bottle of draconian ale and only get tipsy. This stuff is nothing to me.”

Vintage raises his brow at Critical. “Draconian ale? How the hell do ya do that?”

“You ever spent your entire career watching shitty porno flicks?”

Vintage shivers. “Point taken.”

Red isn't just staring at this point, but doing a review of his own, closely observing every single detail. “Twilight could get a lot of work with a head game that strong, and the ass on Celestia! Get those two in a scene together, and bam! Instant millions!”

“You'd rule the whole damn industry.” Red absently states.

Both ponies stare at him. “What?”

“You'd rule the whole Equestrian porn industry if you could get those two in a film together!” Red doesn’t look away from the two dickmares, drooling a little at their romp.

Vintage almost drops his drink, while Critical does a spit take.

“Are you mad?!” Vintage asks, visibly confused. “Do you have any idea how much of a political shitstorm that would be?!”

“He's right.” Critical adds, still coughing. “You'd have every pony of authority calling for the princesses to leave the throne… and your execution!.”

Red sighs, bringing his attention back to the scene behind them “I know, I know! But just think of it; you'd be the first director to get actual princesses; the first to have access to the royal Chambers as a shooting area; hell, you'd be the first to get alicorn stars!”

Vintage grins. “Wouldn't that make them aliporn stars?” Both Red and Critical glare at him, and his grin fades “... I'm sorry.”

“Look,” says Crit. “even if you were to just… ask them, you really think they wouldn't throw your ass out of the castle and ban you from it for life for asking some shit like that?”

“I agree!” Blurts out Vintage. “It would be like putting your career and popularity on its knees and shooting it in the back of the head.”

“Alright! I get it!” groans Red. “It's just a hypothetical guys. I mean damn I'm not just going to walk up to a princess and ask her-”

“Ask me what?”

All three a stallions freeze, Critical’s fuzzy navel falling to the floor to join Vin’s as his grip all but disappears. Redlight looks to both of them, each nodding to confirm his fears.

All three of them heard the same voice in their heads… the voice of Princess Celestia.

“Hey Twi?” asks the thrusting princess as her student downs her mareness. Twilight didn't answer verbally, but looked up at Celestia once more with lidded, lust drunk eyes, as if to say “ Yeeees?”.

Celestia grins down at her, petting across her bangs as she admires the oral skills she oh-so-admired in her little protege. “There's three stallions on a nearby balcony, and we’ve been… entertaining them for quite some time now.”

Twilight sucks hard for a moment, gasping around Celestia's meat with wide eyes, and damn does it feel good. She tries to act panicked, and worried for a moment, really she does... but the way her own member twitched in Celestia's magic grasp betray her almost immediately.

Celestia licks her lips, and thrusts in her throat, forcing a half-groan-half-gag type of sound from Twilight’s thoroughly reshaped throat. “Thought you'd like the sound of that. I already have a telepathic link with them… wanna put on a show?”

Twilight nods enthusiastically, resuming her dedicated blowjob in the process.

“Splendid!” Growls Celestia. “Now, let's change things up a bit… “

The voice is soft but… playful. Like an experienced cougar cornering a young virgin at her favorite bar.

In other words, not the voice you should ever her coming from a princess's mouth… or mind, in this case. “Ask me what, my loyal, peeping subject?”

Redlight didn't know what to do, frightened even more from the fact that Celestia had one of the most sultry ‘I’m gonna fuck you’ voices he’d ever heard. He’s already committed an act of voyeurism, but if he actually asks the Princess of the Sun herself to do porn, plus have her discover the erection she gave him, he could end up on the moon… and probably with his dick in a cage. He looks to Critical and Vintage with a look that screams ‘HELP ME!’.

“Um_ uh_ w-we were just wondering why two princesses were ah…” Critical stammers.

“Were having relations in front of an open window!” Vintage panics.

“Yeah!” Red adds. “We were just, uh, surprised to see two dignified beings such as yourselves-”

“And you didn't avert your eyes when you realized what we were doing... why?” Celestia asks in the best tyrannical tone she can muster. She always did like playing with her food… in more ways than one.

Vintage and Critical try to answer, but fail to come up with anything believable. When all hope seems lost, and a one way ticket to the moon seems inevitable, Red blurts out “We found your expression of eroticism so beautiful that we couldn't look away!”

Vintage and Critical stare at him with narrowed eyes, Critical mouthing “You corny bastard.”

“Hmmm… how sweet.” they hear Celestia say, and each of them breaths a sigh of relief. “Well since you're all so interested in what we're doing… would you like a closer look?”

Everything goes quiet, even the part behind them seeming muffled by the sheer weight of what was just said. ”... wat?”

Before they even realize it, they are each engulfed . There is darkness for a half a second, and then their vision begins to return. They are greeted with an orange haze that slowly focuses, turning eventually into a well lit room… specifically, it’s ceiling. It takes them a moment to recognize the room, but when they do… they look down.

“Hello gentlestalions!” says Celestia, verbally instead of telepathically now. “I do hope you're enjoying the view.” They look down past the busty princess to see the also busty Princess Twilight looking up at them, smiling around the thick cock in her mouth. She’s slightly altered her position from what they saw from the balcony; now she's sitting back slightly, allowing anyone standing (or in this case floating) over her to see her face, while instead of just a blowjob, Celestia's ivory trumpet is now sliding in between Twilight’s big, sit straining, soft looking tits, with whatever pony meat that escapes them getting sucked into Twilight’s hungry maw.

All three stallions remain silent, unable to think of anything else except the two demigodessess doing the nasty right below them.

Celestia was balls deep in a warm mixture of Twilight’s breasts and mouth, moaning and gasping as Twilight worked the rest of her shaft, using all of the skills Celestia taught her to bring her teacher closer to that inevitable, sloppy climax. Twilight isn't just targeting Celestia’s knob though. One hand cradles as much of the hefty balls as they can, while three fingers on the other dig into Celestia's flower.

“Hehe, please don't mind Twilight’s sloppiness.” says Celestia. “She always has been greedy for teacher.”

They are left to gaze in silent wonder at the scene before them; giant white teardrops bouncing wildly as the Princess of Magic happily slurps along a thick, turgid length of slightly veiny pony flesh. Twilight takes the massive cock out of her mouth and licks up and down the sides as it passes, tongue wrapping around its length from underneath and circling the head. A constant wet clapping can be heard with each thrust, massive balls slap against Twilight’s underbust.

“They sound enormous! Listen to that impact!” Vintage cries, holding out his hands to cradle the air suggestively.

“Well I do have yet to meet a pony who can hold all of them in their hands.” Celestia replies, smirk on her face. Her voice makes all three of them quiver. Red figures that, due to the Amazonian height and frame of the princess, normal balls for her body would have the be the size of just slightly above grapefruits… so what would count as big balls to her?

Vintage can’t take much more, and tries to reach into his pants for a little fun of his own.

That is, until the very magic holding him in the air snatches the straying hand away.

“From one peeping tom to another,” Says Celestia… wait, did she just- “when you get caught, you lose your right to do that.” She looks up at him, a motherly yet domineering look twinkling in her eyes. “Now, are you going to be a good boy… or do I have to cage you?”

Vintage gulps, unable to keep his eyes from drifting to the bountiful cleavage below Celestia’s face. “Hmmm… that doesn’t sound too bad…”

Twilight takes her mouth away from it’s sloppy work for just a moment. “Oooooh I like him!”

Celestia laughs, patting her head. “As do I, my little shaft gobbler.”

She goes back to work, wetting Celestia just a bit more. “So slurp you all schlurp enjoying the sluurrrchp show?” asks Twilight in between sucks.

All three of them, still in a state of awe and intense arousal, answer together. “Absolutely!”

Twilight bounces her breasts together, smooshing them every time Celestia jolts her mighty spear in between them. “Good because… oh yes, just like that! Gods it feels so good in between them_ you're gonna love this ending!”

Tia looks down at Twilight. “You're close, then?”

“Yeah!” says Twilight, spitting down in between her girls, the sound of soaked fur on fur getting wetter. “Feels like you are too! Mmmm, such a nice throb.”

Celestia tries to say something, but moans again as Twilight takes the head into her mouth, gently tonging the entrance at the tip, straining to keep her balls from exploding then and there. “V-very well… mmmmoh Gods you’re so good! Where do you want it?”

Twilight stops her adamant licking and suckling, smiling at her teacher as she nuzzles the pulsating head of her cock. “Maybe I don’t want it anywhere!” she growls. “Maybe I want you to hold it! Until your balls ache… till your cock-GAHUUGH!”

Every other word catches in her throat as the aura surrounding her cock tightens to a near painful degree, Celestia’s fiery gaze stripping her of her playful defiance.

With a lust laced laugh at her teacher’s eagerness, Twilight releases her head and stands up slowly, licking along her stomach and breasts as she does, kissing her mentor to share the tangy, salty/sweet taste of cock she's been plastering her tongue with. Celestia, realizing exactly what’s rubbing against her cock, starts to stroke and rub Twilight’s shaft with her hands as well as her tantalizing teli. Twilight follows suit, both princesses separating so they can push each other over the edge with a combination of vigorous frottage, hand/magic chicken choking, and a bit of the old dirty talk.

“You wanna cum on my breasts, don't you?” Celestia asks, her voice a sensuous whisper that sends sharp twinges of bliss up her student’s spine. As she does, the already massive sets of privates grow, swelling upwards into one another's cleavage.

Twilight’s eyes are half lidded, constantly threatening to roll back into her head as she struggles to keep her head up. “Yes… you cum on mine… oh gawds!”

“You wanna feel our loads splashing into each other? Covering each other?”

“Yes! Oh please yes!”

“Well my student,” Celestia says, aura fondling Twilight’s heated, heavy balls “how about you show off that big beautiful brain of yours… tell us about all the steps leading to a penile ejaculation?” Twilight smiles with glee; Celestia knows how she likes to go over the mechanics of sex during the act. And with an audience? Perfect!

“First,” Twilight moans, back arching “is the erection! A signal is sent down from the brain to your _ play with the head a bit_ your penis, causing arteries to expand to allow blood to race in at fifty times its normal speed! Veins in the penis close to make sure it stays erect, the scrotum pulls toward the body, muscles throughout the body increase in tension… you can finger the hole a bit.”

“Good, Twilight. Very good.” Celestia says, sticking a finger into the entrance of Twilight’s quivering cumslit. “What's next?”

“P-Plateau!” Twilight blurts out. “It can last from thirty seconds to two minutes!”

Celestia grips her shaft tightly while rubbing her own shaft and scrotum against her’s. Twilight shivering in her grip. “Let's hope you last long enough…”

“Hng!” Twilight has to struggle not to blow her load, unable to talk in full sentences. “Muscle tension increases even more… haan_ nng_ pelvic movements become_ hoooh_ involuntary and take over... heart rate increases to between 150 and 175 beats per minute! Uuugh_ p-play with the balls!”

“You're so needy today… I like it.” Celestia sends one hand down to fondle them while the other one works on her shaft along with her pressed together tits. “Next phase, my little fountain.”

“Orgasm h-has two phases; emission and ejaculation. Ahn! Emission, semen gets deposited at the top of the urethra.” No sooner than she speaks, globs of pre leak from the tip. She’s right on the verge… right where Celestia wants her.

“And then?” Celestia asks, gripping Twilight’s balls tightly.

“Ejactulation… occurs in rapid-fire contractions… of the… I'm cumming!”

Twilight’s orgasm finally arrives; thick, heavy spurts erupting from her shaft a splashing against Celestia's white fur. The massive, hand overflowing breasts are quickly coated with Twilight’s seed, and a few of the more powerful spurts find their way onto Celestia's face and into her mouth. The sensation of Twilight’s semen covering her, and the wetness of Twilight’s ejaculating penis rubbing against her own, finally sets Celestia off.

“Very good Twilight… now it's teacher’s turn.”

Celestia's eyes roll back, cock pulsating as the first shot hits Twilight directly in the face, plastering her from chin to forehead. Her cock pulses gently as she squirts; graceful, but voluminous. Twilight opens her mouth, letting the next few spurts land on her tongue and rolling it about in her mouth. Red and his friends watch in amazement as each Princess gets covered in the other's spunk, matting their fur with it a globs start to start to drip downward, hanging of of their chins, breasts, and arms in thick strands, making their wings stick and matt together. Even the ethereal hair of Princess Celestia is getting violated, her usually flowing mane weight down by the clinging seed of Twilight’s heavy ejaculations… not that Twilight’s own hair isn’t getting liberally plastered by Celestia's torrent.

“She has better aim than Twilight.” Critical observes.

“Yes.” says Vintage, rubbing his chin. “But Twilight seems to have more volume.”

Red chimes in. “Vin has a point. Just look at Celestia's mane.”

Eventually, their orgasms die down, the two princesses falling over onto the floor, still holding their cum drenched bodies together.

“Final phase?” Celestia asks.

Twilight gives her a warm smile and a creamy nuzzle. “Resolution and Refraction; relaxation of muscles, feeling of drowsiness, and a refractory period.”

“Mmmm… That's my girl.”

They kiss one more time, sharing each other's spent loads as they do… or at least what stays in their mouths. When they finally separate, thick ropes still connecting them, they look up towards their ethereal guests with eyes smoldering. The sexiest looks any of the three have ever seen.

“Hope you enjoyed.” chirps Twilight.

Celestia's horn starts to glow, the look in her eyes a fine line between pleasant regalness… and insatiable hunger. “Be seeing you all very soon.” With their goodbyes, Celestia's horn flashes and the three stallions find themselves back on that balcony.

Celestia turns to Twilight, Grabbing her liberally frosted breasts. “Now, where do we go from here?”

Twilight smirks devilishly, reaching down to grab the taller mare’s thick thigh. “How about… up your ‘dirt road’?”

“Ooooooh! Kinky!”

The two start to go at it again, Twilight bending Celestia over and applying some natural saliva based lubricant to her rearmost entrance. But on that same nearby rooftop with the blue alicorn and her guard, the two have… changed things up a bit. The muscular guard watches the two princesses play with one another, bent over, as a sock manipulated by a blue glow sliding up and down his member. But as he’s watching, he grunts and gasps and shivers his previously untouched anal walls are stretched, the intruder large and thick, stiff and warm.

The guard faces the ground, eyes shut tightly as his passage trembles, only further massaging his Princess. “C-Careful my princess, it's my first time! AH!”

“If we do not provide thee with some roughness, yee will never be properly adapted to being taken analy!” says Luna, thrusting into him hard and feeling his whole body quake as he mews in a mix of pain and pleasure. When she’s good and hilted, she leans over, placing her fist on either side of his subdued body, her Twins pressed into the back of his scalp. He had already trained to take her with toys, and she had teased him to the point of madness in his dreams, so pounding away his virginity was going to be a sintch. But, right before her hips began to pile drive away at him, she looks down at the smaller stallion, and growls.

“Now hush thy lips, and take our divine rod like a true stallion!”

Luna loves many things. Two of which are watching her sister in the act (and joining in at times) and the other was breaking virginal stallion rears.

If the pleasured howls spilling forth from both the tower and the rooftop are any indication, she’s having quite the night.

The three stallions just stood there, unable to really say anything for a good long while. There were so many questions shooting through their heads; Did that just actually happen? If so why were the Princesses so… into it? Have they always been massive perverts or is this something relatively new they're trying out? Were Luna or Cadence like this? Were they worse?!

All of these questions, however, didn't really matter to any of them at the moment. What did were two things; one was the official, mandatory royal summons that Redlight now held in his hands. Along the bottom of it, written in cursive, was a message; “So you can tell me what you actually wanted to ask me about ;). XOXO- Tia.”

The second thing… how tight their pants are.

“Bathroom?” asks Redlight.

“Yes!”

“Yup!”

After a good ten minutes of holding up three bathroom stalls, the three of leave satisfied. Of course, their relaxation fades when they remember the royal meeting they have scheduled. Critical is the most vocal about his dislike for their predicament.

“What the hell are we going to do?!” he shouts, pacing while fingers pull his mane. “I mean, we better come up with a good lie or something, or else we're fucked!”

“The only way they'd be fooled is if we were changelings.” Vin adds, looking out over the city with a vacant, gloomy stare. “Even then, it took Chrysalis months of preparation.”

“Well then… I… oh shi-… what the hell are we gonna do?!”

“Will both of you just stop?!” Red screams at both of them. Both stallions fall silent, panic and dread running through their veins like a venom.

“Look, we’ll come up with something when we actually sit with them. For now, let's head home and get some rest. And hey; if we don't get locked in a dungeon tomorrow, drinks are on me.”

The three exchange goodbyes and head home. Red puts in some earbuds and turn on some soft music to ease his mind. As he slumps back in his seat on the taxi ride back to his place, he thinks to himself ‘At least it can't get any worse.’

He was wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong.

As soon as he had woken up this morning, he noticed a notification on his spellphone; two new emails.. He had hoped that they would be from other producers or actors willing to work with him, but was surprised to find that the first one was from the two pegasi he had star in his latest films. And of course… they were asking about money.

Red had paid them what was, essentially, an entry fee. The rest would come later after it's been taken out of the profit gained from the film. But since the film bombed, a whole new set of problems presented themselves. He has two angry pegasi asking where their money was, and the second email made everything that much more shit. It was from the company that helped him produce his latest failure: The Pink Saddle.

Their specialty, as advertised on numerous adult websites, was everything feminine and submissive; from women, to girly femcults, to T-mares, and dickmares, futaneighries. As long as they would take varying amounts of dick, or dawn some leathers and a whip and give a sissy the business, or have a ball gag shoved in their mouths and get ridden by some muscular chick with a corset and a studded paddle, you could find them at The Pink Saddle. He had hoped that by some grave streak of luck that they would have another project for him. But no... they wanted their money too.

Both groups gave him two months to come up with the money, or else they'd go public about him ‘stealing their services’ or some shit like that. This would essentially blacklist him, make it so that no other high quality erotic film starlets would work with him ever again.

But finally, to really make this the shittiest possible day, he was currently sitting in a dining area of Canterlot Castle. Soon, he would try and lie to two goddesses in the hope that they would believe him and drop this whole issue… but he knew they wouldn't. He knew exactly how this would end.

“I think I know what to tell them!” says Crit with a snap of his fingers.

Oh yeah, he dragged his friends into this, too. Swell.

“So you want to go first then?” Vin asks.

“Yeah. Just play along and we might get through this. You on board Red?”

Their voices may as well have been a butterfly in a thunderstorm. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Alright, so here's the plan; we-”

“All rise for their Royal Highnesses!” shouts a guard from the other end of the room.

Red and his friend scramble to their feet to show respect to their matriarchs as they step through the, the guard saluting them both. Surprisingly, Twilight’s not present for these proceedings; instead, Luna accompanies her sister to the table. As they walk, the three stallions are left speechless by the sight of them.

Celestia is like a fertility goddess of sorts; soft and round in all of the right places, with huge fleshy breasts that scream to be fondled and threaten, from their shape and size, to swallow your hand into an embrace of flesh. Her lower body is just as good if not better than her upper body, with long, thick legs that end in soft, sturdy hooves, and of course, she sports massive childbearing hips and an ass that resembles two giant, rounded, somewhat firm marshmallows. She doesn't look weak though, her amazonian stature letting onlookers know just how much muscle must be packed underneath that squishy outer layer.

Her sister, on the other hand, is much easier to gauge the strength of. While similar to her sister in terms of curvature, she is much more well defined in terms of muscle. While her breasts are smaller that her sister’s, hips, her hips and bottom are almost bigger… which is saying something. Instead of an outer layer of chud, her body’s muscles are surround by a thin layer of jiggle and her muscles look soft and malleable, but every powerful step reveals the power hiding under the deceptive, curvy body. In short; if you had to fight one, might not wanna pick Luna.

Red’s train of thought on the two princesses’ body types is cut off when they finally take a seat in front of them. Two servants pour them cups of tea, then depart with the guards so the room is left completely to the princesses and their fidgeting guests.

Celestia takes her first sip, and addresses them with a soft smile. “Now… what did you want to ask me?”

Critical, as planned, pipes up first. “First of all, I would like to tell you how sorry we are that we intruded on you and Princess Twilight last night!”

Celestia scoffs, waving her hand dismissively. “Oh no! No apology needed. It was rather fun having an audience for Twi and myself!”

“By the Gods sister.” Luna sighs, rubbing her forehead. “I understand letting the guards watch every once in awhile, but subjects?”

“What? It's all in good fun. Besides,” Celestia looks at the, a knowing, almost victorious smirk “nopony would believe them if they said anything.”

“In any case,” Critical continues. “we just wanted to apologize for intruding.”

“Fair enough.” says Luna. Her facial expression remains.... still. Not emotionless but... emotionally vague. “Now about what you wanted to ask my sister.”

“Yes Crit.” Vintage adds. “Let's get this out already.”

‘They're not gonna buy whatever you're selling.’ Red thinks to himself. He knows the look on their faces… they smelt minotaur shit they moment they sat down.

“To put it in short terms; me and my friends, Red and Vin, would like to know whether or not you've ever considered modeling!”

Red and Celestia roll their eyes, they same thought shared between them. ‘Fucking seriously?'
“Really?” asks Luna.

Critical scratches the back of his head, “Well, yeah! I mean, you look just absolutely divine, no pun intended, and I'm sure you'd have no shortage of job offers. Plus-”

“Stop.” says Luna. Critical's mouth snaps shut.

“You see, I would believe that,” Luna says, taking another sip of tea. In all Red’s years, he had never seen somepony make drinking tea look so… intimidating. “If I hadn’t done background checks on all of you last night.”

Red chuckles to himself, while Vintage and Critical go stiff as boards.

“Well um… despite our uh, ‘credentials’,” Vintage stammers. “we thought that maybe you could-”

Celestia interrupts him. “And despite your credentials, you could've asked me this last night. I was already letting you into my bedchambers. Why would I be offended by modeling?”

“Um… Well, you see… “ Vintage tries to say.

Luna cuts him off again, audibly irritated. “Are you really going to do this? Are you really going to waste the valuable time that we've decided to spend on you by telling us blatant lies?”

“I agree with my sister. I, however, find it doubly offensive that you would think me and my co-rulers so easily offended that we couldn't even handle the concept of modeling.”

Crit chimes back in, attempting to save the conversation. “No, no, no your majesties! That's… um… Not what we're trying to say!”

“Then stop wasting our time.” Luna says slowly, her eyes almost glowing. “and tell the tru-”

“I wanted to ask you if you'd like to be in an erotic film.”

Vintage chokes on a swig of tea as Critical freezes up completely, cheeks turning pink as he stares at Redlight in awe. Redlight himself just lights another Earl Gray and takes a puff.

Luna dips her head and raises an eyebrow, staring right at the red pony. “Excuse me?”

“Yeah,” Red chuckles. “after a bit of thought I just said ‘ah fuck it’.”

“Why?” Celestia asks, leaning back in her chair.

“Well I'm gonna be broke in a minute thanks to how bad my last film bombed. Plus I'm gonna get blacklisted in a couple mo-”

“No, no. Why did you want to ask us that?” Celestia corrects herself.

“Oh… well… look, I’ve seen a lot of people fuck in my day. Hell, I’ve seen a lot of people make filthy, nasty love to each other. Porn star couples, y’know? But what you and Twilight did last night? Pardon my Prench your highnesses, but…” He leans in, pointing the teagarette at Celestia. “That. Was. Fuckin’. Beautiful!“

Celestia and Luna are speechless; this pony has just asked two of the ruling Princesses of Equestria if they wanted to star in pornograghy. He also managed to give a somewhat sound reason for it other than ‘because you have great tits’.

Red continues. “The movements, the orgasms, the dirty talk! Not to mention creative dialogue like having Twilight talk about the process of orgasms! Now that’s creativity if I’ve ever seen it!”

Luna shoots big sister a playful smirk. “You still make her do that?”

“What can I say?” Celestia replies, returning the look. “It's hot to me.”

“But the best part is, not only are you princesses, but you're not actors. Every moan, thrust, slap, tickle, nibble, bite; it's all real, legitimate affection. And that usually makes for some of the absolute best erotic films.”

Celestia and Luna just stare at him for a moment, their faces not expressing rage or offense, but more so, surprise. Celestia shakes herself out of the daze, and asks. “Do you mind if me and my sister converse telepathically.”

Vintage and Critical are paralyzed with fear at this point, getting ready for their long trip to the moon. Red nods to the princesses, watching as they close their eyes, horns glowing.

“We're so banished.” says Critical.

“Oh most definitely.” Vintage agrees.

Redlight takes another puff of his teagarette, patting them both on the shoulders. “Look on the bright side boys. They could always send us to a dungeon instead of the moon.”

Meanwhile, in the shared mindscape of two princesses.

'Are you sure about this Tia?'

‘Well it won't be the first time we've done it. Plus, it could be a lot of fun.’

‘But the last time we did such a thing was so long ago. Times are different.’

‘They're not that different. Do you know how many people the pink one has bedded over in Ponyville?’

‘Too many to count, if her dreams are anything to go by.’

‘Exactly. If they can handle the Element of Laughter using her body to make people happy, they should hand us just fine.’

‘What about how people react to us? Have you considered that?’

‘Have you considered the fact that neither of us would probably even care?’

‘Ugh… fine Tia.'

‘Great! Now all we need is a name… '

The two sisters awake from their trance, finding Red and his friends still sitting there, waiting for their judgment.

“Look,” says Red. “me and my friends don't wanna sit here for twenty-four hours, so if you're gonna banish-”

“E.E.D: Erotic Endeavors Development... LLC” says Luna.

Red tilts his head. “What?”

Celestia grins at him and his friends. “That's the name of the show we’re making.”

Author's Note

One, comments are highly appreciated.

Two, if any body has a chart of breast sizes, penis sizes, hip sizes, and pointers on how to describe those, I would also really Appreciate that as well.

Three, the information on the process of orgasms is from .

Yeah, bet you didn't expect Citation in a clop fic huh? We're gettin' scholarly up in this bitch! *puts on monocle and top hat*