Joka

Dragon country, the Badlands, the place where non-dragons go to die, but to the cloaked Zebra, easily sneaking her way through the harsh terrain, this was her destination. Zecora kept her breaths till as she moved about, any foreign noise would draw the attention of the dragons who reside within these lands. Her cloak hid her form, and given the way it was shaded, and scented with Joka's musk, Zecora could easily pass as a rock to the average dragon. Looking around, Zecora searched for her goal, and there it was, one of many cavern entrances, but unlike a normal dragon's cave entrance, with the exception of a large stone slab that stood as the front door. Zecora smiled at the sight and moved towards the cave with no hesitation in her steps.

Once she reached the slab, Zecora knocked her hand gently on the warm stone. After a few more seconds, Zecora knocked again, a little harder than before, the back of her hand warmed from the stone. After several more seconds, the stone began to move, a green claw reached from a crack at the side of the slab, allowing it to be slid across the hardened ground. A rush of air blew from within the cave, along with the aroma of musk, sweat, and cooking food. The green claw reached out, pulling Zecora in faster than she could react.

"Took you long enough." Joka commented, bringing Zecora's face to a deep tongue kiss. His dragon tongue coiling around Zecora's tongue, taking in the flavor of her mouth. "I thought maybe one of the dragons nabbed you."

"It's sweet of you to worry." Zecora kissed back feeling Joka's rough body against hers. "But if they were foolish to attack, I'd make them feel sorry."

"I know you would." Joka chuckled, letting Zecora go, his eyes spying Zecora's body, realizing that under her cloak Zecora was bare naked. Her curves only served to ignite Joka's inner flame as his mouth hungered for Zecora's body, especially her rear. "But I believe we should get started."

"Indeed we shall." Zecora kissed Joka's lips once more before moving away looking about the room. The room was bare, save for a few bits of stone and wooden furniture; one of which being a massive stone table, with a pony sized round, silver platter. "What is this? You're not planning something naughty at all?"

"Oh, I'm planning something." Joka smirked, playfully smacking Zecora's bare ass. "I even gathered some appropriate herbs."

"Herbs?" Zecora removed her cloak, revealing her erect nipples, plump areolas, and most importantly, her massive, soft ass. "But what is the herbs without the food?"

"Oh but you are the food." Joka joked, groping Zecora's large rear hard, letting his claws dig a little. "I want to have a feast with your ass."

"Such a tease." Zecora giggled, eyeing the growing bulge in Joka's pants. "I assume those herbs will increase pleasure for me."

"That and much much more." Joka smirked, directing his zebra love to shift to the platter. Within a few minutes, Zecora was on her hands and knees, her head resting softly on her hands as her as ass was staring Joka in the face. "Now then, which one to try first?"

Before he could begin, a sudden kinky idea sparked in Joka's head as he looked over the herbs and spices. Quickly reaching into a cupboard drawer, Joka grabbed some old looking rope. In a flash, Joka bound both Zecora's hands and ankles, preventing her from escaping, as she let out a small moan from how rough the rope felt on her coat. Adding more to the restraints, Joka grabbed a soft gag he took from Zecora's hut the last time he was over, gagging Zecora's mouth, only muffled moans and drool would be able to escape from her mouth.

"There we are." Joka chuckled a little as he dropped his pants, letting his enlarged erection bob up and down, a small bead of pre cum dripped from the eager tip. "First you have to properly secure the meat." Joka then grabbed at the first herb. "Now, it's time to season it." First, Joka pressed two of his claws into a blueish-green paste-like substance. "We'll start with an ointment made from processed Poison Joke, balanced with several grasses and herbs to reduce the randomized side effect to something more controlled." With precision and care, Joka rubbed the ointment over Zecora's rear, giving her white and black striped rear a better shine of blueish green. "Now lets try this." Joka used the same claws to take a tab of another ointment, that was a mix of cream tan swirled amidst a dirt shade of brown. "Here is some radish paste I found from the natural gardens in the Everfree. It has a bit of a bitter smell to it, but I also added in some light cream from the cows on the farm in Ponyville to add more sweetness to the scent."

When Joka finally finished explaining the main ointments he was rubbing on Zecora's ass, he began sprinkling various powdered herbs across Zecora's rear; which was now a near inch rounder. Zecora's booty tingled and shivered, feeling a strange mix of hot and cold at the same time. Even in her peripheral vision, Zecora could see her ass growing, becoming plumper, fuller, rounder, and was sensitive to the warm air of the cave. Zecora let out muffled moans as she felt her rear grow and grow, each new addition of ointment and powered herbs. Zecora was surprised by what was happening, then remembered the first thing that was smeared on her, essentially Poison Joke. The effects must have targeted her ass, making it bigger and more delectable with each massing second. And the the hungry look in Joka's eyes as the rear was reaching was a sign that she was ready.

"Now that the seasoning as been added." Joka continued his sexual cooking lesson, rubbing a orange red powered between his palms. Joka then grabbed at Zecora's ass, kneading his claws into the flesh like soft dough, even sliding his two thumbs into her soft and warm pecker. "Now I just have to make sure it all gets mixed into the meet properly."

Whatever that red powder was, it made Zecora's ass feel like it was on fire. The burning hot feeling coursed through her rear flesh, feeling as if her asshole was being cooked without a fire. But it was the two burning thumbs in her asshole that made Zecora raise her head, almost screaming from her pleasure. There was no burning pain, but rather the burning only made her pussy drip more and more of her sparkling elixir. Joka smirked as Zecora was enjoying her garnishing and anal massage.

"I think you're ready for the next step." Joka commented, seeing the longing look of desire and lust in Zecora's eyes, as if silently begging him to keep going. "Now for the next step...stuffing..."

Zecora's eyes lit up at the word. What did Joka have planned? Maybe he was going to finally give Zecora the thick and meaty cock she was practically begging for. Joka stepped away from Zecora, leaving her along with her sexual thoughts and a burning feeling that could only be quenched by a rough fucking in her tight asshole. Moments later, Joka returned, with a pair of large crystal beads, both light blue in color and each bead ranging in size from small grape to that of a large apple.

"First, your pussy needs a little stuffing to keep the juices inside." Joka commented, pressing the first bead inside. Zecora gasped with how ice cold the gems felt as the bigger and bigger ones were sliding so easily inside her cunt. "Now for your asshole, let's keep that area nice and tender for later." Joka repeated the stuffing of the beads into Zecora's asshole, the zebra mare only moaning a muffled moan as she felt her ass and pussy take on a width that could only happen if she gave birth from her ass and pussy as the same time. Joka then ended his teasing by removing the gag in her mouth. "Now Zecora, tell me how it feels, how does it feel to be so stuffed like an evening meal?"

"So full and warm." Zecora moaned, her rhyming speech giving way to her vulgar and perverse tone of voice. "My warm and tight ass and cunt are being probed and forced open by those hard and cold beads. My hungry cervix and womb are begging for their cold touch and are just barely able yo touch the tip."

"Such a naughty zebra." Joka commented, smacking Zecora's ass, making the flesh jiggle, and her mouth moan a whorish moan. "Now tell me how your ass feels."

"My asshole is burning!" Zecora squealed in a quick orgasm. Her bottom shifting back and forth as she was caught in a fidget. "That red powder made my asshole and entire rear burn, and its so sensitive, even the air from your breath is driving me crazy. Your piercing stare is making my naughty holes quiver in anticipation. My ass feels so full! I want your cock, I NEED your cock in my ass now!"

"Not yet." Joka teased, flicking at the bead that stuck partially out of Zecora's glistening pussy. "I want to tease you more." Pinching at the bead, Joka slowly began pulling the pussy beads out. Zecora gasped at the sudden feeling of the beads being pulled at. "Tell me what's happening now?"

"My pussy! My wet, sloppy, zebra pussy is being stretched and tugged at by the beads." Zecora's tongue hung out as she moaned again and again, her pussy nearly drowning in the accumulated juices. "My pussy feels so gaping, it wants to be filled more. I can't stop cumming, please...pull the beads out! Let me finally cum for real!"

"Well since you asked so nicely." Joka smirked again, in a swift motion, yanking the beads out of Zecora's pussy with full force. Zecora screamed her orgasm, the wet and vulgar sound, accompanied by the clapping sound of Zecora's pussy slamming shut echoed throughout the cave, music to Joka's ears. "How's that!"

"My pussy feels so tight! I want you to tear it open with your cock!" Zecora begged, shaking her wide hips the best she could. "But my ass, I need those beads out, I want to cum again!" Joka didn't respond with words, only but tugging at the anal beads, pulling at them with a slow but paced speed. Zecora moaned louder as she felt her asshole being stretched and pulled nearly inside out. "So good, my asshole feels so full, I need your cock in me now, I can't go on like this! The pleasure, I'll go crazy, please fuck my hungry ass! It's just begging for your thick cock!"

"Patience." Joka teased, finally pulling out Zecora's anal beads with a swift yank, forcing Zecora to scream out another echoing orgasm. Joka chuckled at the sight before him. Zecora, still bound with the ropes, was practically laying on her stomach, large breasts smothered against the silver platter, and her massive ass lay in the air with her dirty holes clamped shut from their orgasm; as well as being practically marinaded in her own love juices. "Looks like you're almost ready." Joka then licked his lips at the sight of the now warmed up crystal beads in his claws. "But first, a light snack to whet my appetite."

Opening his mouth, Joka devoured the gem beads, feasting on them like previous fruits. His mouth only salivated more and more with each bite. The flavor of the blue stone, mixed in with the unique flavors of Zecora's lustful passions. Joka could feel his muscles tense up, his blood coursed with greater virility, his tail thrashed a little behind him, and his cock throbbed with brutish intensity. His eyes became slits as he stared at Zecora's defenceless posture. His breath was heavy and thick drool bled from his fang filled mouth.

"Joka...WANT!" Joka dove into his prey, aggressively groping his claw on one ass cheek, while clamping his maw on the other. Though his fangs and claws broke flesh, Zecora only moaned at the brief pain. With how ferosiously Joka was getting with her ass, while completely ignoring her tits and pussy, she was nother orgasm away from overcooking in mindlesd, primal pleasure.

"That's it Joka!" Zecora moaned, her mind blank aside from the sexual fantasy of being devoured. "I'm just prey for your manly mouth. Feed on me, eat me, making me all yours
. CLAIM ME AS YOUR FEAST!"

Joka only made an animalistic grunt as he moved his mouth from Zecora's delicious, fatty, flesh, and aimed his maw at his prize; Zecora's tightly closed asshole. Letting his long, dragonic tongue tangle out, hot saliva ran along the smooth, scarlet appendage. Using what little rational thought remained, Joka grabbed at the last bits of the red powder and coated his tongue a deeper shade of red with it. His eyes watered slightly at the intense spiciness of the powder before starting to prob Zecora's pucker entrance with his twitching tongue.

"Oooo...so warm..." Zecora cooed, her body only shivered as Joka teased at her rear hole. "Please, Joka...feast on my naughty hole! Claim me!"

Joka let out an open roar as he grabbed at Zecora's soft rear, driving his thick tongue deep inside her asshole. Zecora let out one orgasmic scream after another, nearly shaking the stone walls with her moans. Joka continued his tongue barrage, forcing his tongue in and out of Zecora's ass, stretching it and closing it faster than the zebra's mind could process. But her body felt every inch of Joka's hot powder covered tongue as if her entire body was being fucked and burned at the same time.

"On fire! My insides are on fire!" Zecora's moaned and begged, bouncing her ass up and down to try and drive Joka's tongue deeper. "Keep going Joka! Fuck my ass with your tongue!"

Joka continued his feast, delving his tongue as deep as it could go. Every few thrusts of his tongue, Joka, even in his primal state of mind that he was reaching Zecora deepest parts, his swirling tongue spreading the hot spices around and knocking her sensitive places. To Zecora, she felt as if Joka's amazing tongue was striking at her deepest core, mere inches away from tongue kissing her from the ass. Her own tongue dangled and flailed about as she continued grinding herself over Joka's mouth again and again. With the wild flailing and minor thrashing Zecora's body was giving off, it was evidence that her next big orgasm was approaching.

Joka let out one more big roar as he pushed his mouth completely over Zecora's asshole, shoving his tongue a final time into her naughty entrance. The sharp, clamping bite only drove Zecora's more and more towards maddening pleasure, her mouth and throat weakened from all her moans, only able to let out weakened whimpers as she let her orgasm consume her. Her body violently shook from the pressure and impact of the orgasm, squirting her juices like a small eruption, and her asshole tightened to the point it was going to take Joka's tongue off. But this only forced the instinct driven dragon to widen his tongue, which increased the pleasure for his zebra love; creating a perpetual cycle of endless pleasure and orgasms.

"So...perfect..." Zecora slumped forward, her body too weak to even hold itself up as her orgasm finally died after several long minutes. Sensing how weakened and defenseless Zecora had become, Joka began to pull his tongue free of it's flesh prison, the only sound was an audible pop as his appendage wiggled free. "J-Joka?"

Zecora turned her head, looking at what Joka was going to do next. A sudden hard and rough pressure now poked at her rear hole. Joka was now standing, his mouth still panting like a heat driven animal, and his hard cock was slowly bouncing at Zecora's pucker. Zecora only whimpered a little in delight, knowing full well what was to come. miraculously, the spice filled saliva that still burned her insides provided just enough lube to slowly allow Joka entrance into Zecora's body. Zecora tried to raise her head from the pleasure of her asshole being stretched again, but her body was took weak. She would only remain slumped forward like a beaten and tired animal.

"So...big..." Zecora cooed, feeling her numb, yet tingling canal being filled by thick Dragon meat.

Zecora's ass only felt more of the burning and lustful sensation as she felt Joka's rough claws dig in her soft ass mounds; though not breaking skin as they did before, Joka's claws were no less driving Zecora's ass further into maddening pleasure. Zecora's mind was only becoming more and more blank, only the thoughts of Joka's cock plagued her every thought; her every sensation, every inch of her body, mind, and soul was enslaved by Joka and his conquering cock. Zecora's mind snapped back to reality as she felt Joka's large frame lean forward, sliding his claws over and along her body; taking in her every thick curve as it reached her fat and ignored breasts.

"What are you? Oh!" Zecora moaned again, feeling Joka's claws reach at her breasts, full groping and cupping them as his rough scales teased her areola and nearly twitching erect nipples. "Joka? You're not groping my ass this time?" Zecora was confused why Joka was aiming more towards her breasts, but the pleasure her breasts were giving her was enough to stop her questions. Followed by a pointed, rough think probing at her gushing pussy lips.

Zecora couldn't see it, but she could recognize the feeling of Joka's tail tip, as it was teasing at her delicate and highly sensitive wet entrance. Zecora was so distracted by Joka's tail tip, that she had almost forgotten that Joka's cock was barely inside her asshole. Given her long history with his cock, Zecora was quickly able to piece together what Joka was planning; but it wouldn't help her. Joka lifted his head and let out another aggressive, primal grunt as he thrusted both his thick cock and equally thick tail deep into Zecora's body, double penetrating her holes and filling her to the brim.

Zecora wanted to let out another moan, but her throat was too weakened from the previous orgasms, and with how sensitive her pussy was, she was cumming nonstop since Joka started fucking her. It was impossible to form words, Zecora only let out whimpers and coos as Joka pounded away at Zecora's body like a slab of sex meat; a slab of sex meat that had been perfectly seasoned and prepared as if by a master chef in the sexual culinary ways. The thought and feeling of being nothing more than food for Joka's carnal and gluttonous appetite only made Zecora use what little strength she had left to move in rhythm with Joka's thrusting.

"I'm so full, I can't hold any more of your thick body!" Zecora cooed, opening her eyes to see that Joka had leaned forward again, his claws pinching her nipples now to get her body overflowing with pleasure, but her long, dangling tongue only made Zecora gulp nervously. "Joka's tongue." Zecora lifted her face as best she could towards Joka's tongue, taking it in like it was another cock slithering into her body. Zecora's eyes shot open at the sensation of not just the saliva coated appendage, but that some spice remained and the burning texture tingled her senses and teased her taste buds. "So...hot...so...good...I'm gonna..."

Zecora couldn't finish, Joka's tongue cut off her words as he continued to fuck her three holes relentlessly and without mercy. His cock twitched and expanded as it stuck every sweet spot her asshole held. His tail flopped and flailed inside her pussy, grinding his ground and wet scales against her clit and gspot, driving her mad with pleasure. Finally ending with his skilled tongue fucking her mouth like a slimy cock and his rough claws gripping and twisting her nipples to the point of pleasurable pain. Zecora knew one thing for certain, with how thick Joka's cock was getting, and how deep his tails thrusts were going and the roughness of his tongue and hands; Joka was reaching his own orgasm.

"Do it!" Zecora begged, her words clinging to every breath she could muster. "Cum in me, fill me asshole with your fum, impale me, spit roast me and glaze me insides with your warm filling!"

Joka let out a low roar, his tongue shoved past the back of Zecora's mouth and tickled at her throat, Zecora's eyes rolled back at the feeling of the tongue fuck, accompanied by Joka's tail driving itself just barely past her cervix wall, poking the inside of her womb with her masculine tail. But what really broke Zecora's mind was the feeling of Joka's cock. The pulsating organ swelled to nearly twice the thickness of the most endowed stallion, and fired off more cum than any pony should handle. What could almost be considered gallons of thick and burning dragon cum surged from Joka like a geyser, flooding her asshole and filling her stomach. But despite the volume of cum he was pumping, Joka continued to thrust into Zecora's body, making sure his cum would stay corked and pushed deep into his love's body. After several long moments, as well as no less than a dozen more squirts of cum, Zecora looked like she had eaten a meal fit for seven full grown ponies.

"So...warm...I love you..." Zecora cooed before letting the last of her strength leave her, as she fell into unconsciousness.

"...love you...always..." Joka responded, his body soaked in sweat and his legs unable to hold out as he fell back to the ground, passing out as well.

"Ugh...my head..." Joka groaned out of his sleep, rubbing his claw on the back of his head where it met the hard stone when he fell. His mind then remembered what had happened and looked around, finding his was still on the ground, but covered in a large black and white striped blanket. "What the?"

"You like it?" Zecora's voice asked. Looking over, Joka found that Zecora was not only awake, but she was untied, cleaned up, and cooking in Joka's makeshift kitchen. "I made it with the fabrics from town, mixed with maybe a little bit of my mane. I was worried that the size wouldn't fit."

"No, it's perfect." Joka smiled, getting to his feet, he was still naked, same as Zecora, and his majestic cock was now relaxed and limp again. Looking Zecora over again, Joka chuckled at the sight of her rounded belly; still sloshing with his early loads of cum. Making his way to Zecora, Joka gently rubbed the full stomach as if it were holding a child. "Looks like you enjoyed the meal."

"That and more." Zecora cooed, turning her head to kiss Joka. "But with all of that fun, I am still feeling quite sore."

"Well maybe next time, I'll go easy on the spice." Joka laughed, seeing the blush on Zecora's face. "And maybe the stuffing."

"Maybe, but next time we do that." Zecora slid one of her hands down to gently stroke Joka's soft cock. "We'll do it at my house, i have more herbs to try on my ass."