Epilogue: Dazzle and Orion**

Orion didn't realize it at the time, but he had been forever changed since his experience in Zecora's hut. Her words still echoed in his head, haunting him.

"I really should warn you before we hop in the sack,

that once a stallion's gone zebra, he'll never go back."

While his son, Shining Armor, had somehow managed to remain virtually unaffected after screwing Zecora, Orion walked away from the experience with a severe case of jungle fever.

Unbeknownst to his wife, Orion had become obsessed with zebras. His recent attraction prompted him to purchase an issue of Striped magazine, which he hid in their bathroom. His newfound zebra fetish was so pronounced, that he had to look at several pages of hardcore zebra porn before he could become aroused enough to make love to his wife.

Acting on her suspicions, it didn't take Dazzle long to figure out what her husband was doing. After a quick search of the bathroom, she found the explicit magazine rolled up and stuffed inside several stacked toilet paper rolls at the back of the cupboard under the sink. Shaking with rage, Dazzle went to confront her husband about his extramarital masturbatory aid.

Orion was blissfully unaware of his wife's revelation as he watched the end of a stand up comedy performance on SET (Striped Entertainment Television).

A zebra with a shaved mane and an earring was making witty observations about the differences between unicorns and zebras. Having been raised in Canterlot, the young comic grew up with no trace of a native zebra's rhyming speech pattern.

"And that's another thing," the zebra said, "When zebras do magic, we're all like this." The comedian then made energetic gesticulations with his fore-hooves as though he were throwing ingredients into an imaginary cauldron. He chanted incantations and made sound effects as he went.

"Mmmmmzzzooommmbop!" the zebra said while swinging his arms in sweeping arcs, "Hibbity Habba Hobba Hoo! Blap! Shwing! Sploosh! Boom!" He paused for a moment while the audience cheered. Once they had calmed down, he finished his routine.

"But when unicorns try to do magic," the zebra said, "they're like this." He then lowered his voice and began to speak in a very stilted speech pattern in his attempt to imitate a unicorn.

"Excuse me, sonny," the zebra said, in a voice that was a blend of authoritative and nerdy stereotypes, "Step back, won't you? I'm going to try some magic." The audience burst out laughing and stomped their hooves in applause. Orion laughed uproariously at the comedian.

"It's true! It's so true!" Orion said, mirthfully, "We're so lame."

His fun ended abruptly as the TV was became unplugged by Dazzle's magic.

"Hey, I was watching that," Orion said, dejected, "Why'd you turn it off?"

"I guess that's all I am to you?" Dazzle asked, coldly, "Sompony who just turns things off?"

Dazzle threw the issue of Striped magazine onto their coffee table. Orion stared at it wide-eyed and gulped nervously.

On the cover of the magazine was a curvacious zebra sitting up while wearing a skimpy loincloth. She lifted a bumpy, obscenely-shaped gourd to her lips and was licking it suggestively with her tongue. Her ample posterior sat atop a manticoreskin rug as she looked at the reader with a "come hither" stare.

"Apparently, in addition to the TV, I'm also good at turning off my husband," Dazzle said to Orion, "That's why you keep telling me you're 'too tired' to do it! You've been clopping to filthy zebra porn after I fall asleep!" Orion stared blankly at the issue of Striped magazine. His words had failed him.

Dazzle gave a dry sob as she levitated the magazine in front of her and skimmed through it.

"Let's find out exactly what these ziggers have that I don't," Dazzle said, disgustedly, "because it's obvious that I can't excite you anymore!" The irate mare squinted her eyes as she browsed the table of contents.

"Page sixteen," Dazzle read aloud, "Mutuba hides a coconut." The magazine rustled as Dazzle flipped to page sixteen. Her white face became even more pale as she stared at explicit images of Mutuba's coconut insertion.

"Oh my..." Dazzle said, queasily, "How did she manage to fit the whole thing..."

Dazzle threw down the magazine in disgust, feeling as though she was going to be sick. The issue of Striped lay between Dazzle and Orion. He stared at it on the ground, but couldn't bring himself to look up at his wife.

"When Zecora made the poison for us, she asked me if I was interested in doing a three way with you," Dazzle said, "I told her no, but something tells me you would've enjoyed it. In fact, I bet you'd like it even more if I wasn't there, since my stripeless skin obviously repulses you now!"

Orion still loved Dazzle, but the thought of screwing a zebra again was a very tempting proposition. He felt horrible for thinking such things, but he couldn't help it. Dazzle seemed to read his mind.

"It's obvious that I can't make you happy anymore," Dazzle said, as she cried, angrily, "So why don't you just run back to that exotic zigger whore of yours?"

"You're being too harsh," Orion said, gathering his courage, "Zecora saved us from Cadance."

"The truth saved us from Cadance." Dazzle said, "Zecora just happened to bring the pot with her, which was nothing special. Everypony knows ziggers are notorious for bringing some pot with them wherever they go."

Dazzle's mistrust of the zebroid race went far deeper than Zecora. When she was a little filly, her father had an affair with a zebra named Doodledust, who also got him addicted to drugs. When Dazzle's mother found Poison Joke spliths hidden in their home, she confronted her husband and discovered his infidelity. Dazzle blamed zebras for destroying her parents' marriage, which instilled within her a crippling case of racism.

Over the years, she had tried to grow more tolerant of those with stripes. She even acted civil towards Zecora, in spite of the zebra using her husband for sex. At the time, Dazzle tried to put her prejudices aside because she was desperate for a poison to kill Cadance.

Everything changed once Dazzle saw just how much that one tryst with Zecora had affected Orion. Dazzle felt a potent mix of sorrow and anger. She felt worse than when her father abandoned her so he could go get high off Poison Joke with Doodledust.

In Dazzle's eyes, those with striped skin were all lazy, shiftless thieves who did nothing but ruin the lives of happy pony families. Her husband was just the latest victim of their untamed jungle wiles.

"You sound more upset at Zecora than you ever were at Cadance," Orion said, "Remember, Cadance was the one who gave you to the diamond dogs and tried to kill us."

"I would rather have spent the rest of my days as a diamond dog's bitch. At least then I would've had the memory of your undying love to sustain me," Dazzle said, "I would have preferred it if Cadance had killed us when I still thought we loved each other. Instead, we survived all those trials only so I could discover that my husband can't stand the sight of me."

"That's not true," Orion said, "I mean, I'll admit that Zecora is a horny slut, but she lived by herself for Celestia knows how long. I can see why she'd be so desperate for a screw that she'd trick somepony in order to make it happen."

"Zecora did the one thing Cadance could never do," Dazzle said, "She drove a wedge between us."

Orion stared into his wife's eyes, which were red and puffy from all the tears she had shed. He wanted to make everything better, but he didn't know how.

"I'd never abandon my special somepony," Orion said walking slowly to his wife as he cautiously tried to comfort her, "I'll always love you."

"You keep away from me," Dazzle said, backing towards the front door, "I need to take a walk and think some things over. Don't wait up for me."

Dazzle slammed the door behind her, leaving Orion alone and feeling very hollow inside.

As she trotted down the streets of Canterlot in a blind rage, Dazzle thought back to the night when Zecora had a three way with her husband and son. Dazzle couldn't believe that at the time, she actually tried to defend Zecora's actions.

"Chrysalis was right," Dazzle thought, "What that zebra did to us was unforgivable. I was a fool for feeling sympathetic towards her."

Dazzle had admittedly become aroused while watching Orion screw Zecora, but it wasn't because she approved of her husband sleeping around. Orion's tryst with a zebra involved rough anal sex, which was just how Zecora liked it. It also allowed Dazzle to live out her fantasy by pretending that Zecora was the zebra who seduced Dazzle's father. Watching her husband dominate and 'punish' Zecora by spanking her was strangely therapeutic for Dazzle. It allowed her to project the abuse onto the zebra who broke up her parents' marriage. Through her husband's spanking and humiliation, Dazzle got to see an "uppity zigger" be put in her place.

Dazzle was tempted to take a train to Ponyville and visit Zecora in the Everfree Forest to give the zebra a piece of her mind. She managed to save herself a trip, when who should she see walking the streets of Canterlot, but Zecora. The zebra was pulling a cart filled with all her possessions, half of which were concealed sex toys. Zecora smiled as she saw Dazzle approaching.

"Well, if it isn't Dazzle, my dear.

Funny thing to bump into you here." Zecora said.

"What are you doing in Canterlot, homewrecker?" Dazzle said angrily, as she blocked Zecora's path, "Are you off to go sleep with another married stallion and ruin more lives?" Zecora was taken aback by Dazzle's bluntness.

"I did not come to sleep around.

I came here for a job I found.

Since I got this brand new vocation

I needed a closer location." Zecora said. Dazzle gave a hollow laugh.

"She's obviously lying," Dazzle said, "Everypony knows that jobs are like soap, because ziggers avoid both of them like the Cutie Pox."

"Behind your eyes, I sense a fire

What have I done to raise your ire?

Are you mad that your son and husband's poles,

were both used to pleasure my tight, hot holes?" Zecora said.

"You wicked, evil enchantress," Dazzle said as her horn glowed threateningly, "You cast a spell on my husband. Now, he's lusting after zebras."

Zecora felt proud knowing that she had left such an impact on Orion after just one night. She wanted to smile, but resisted the urge; as Dazzle looked like she was out for blood. Thinking fast, Zecora knew diplomacy was required in order to diffuse this situation.

"When your Orion gave me a thorough butt sexing,

I didn't know that you'd find our actions so vexing.

Where I'm from, it isn't uncommon to render

sexual favors as valid legal tender.

In Zebra-bwe a pussy can pay off a debt

and a tight, stripy ass is a ready asset.

In that context, it's hopefully less of a shock

to know I'd want as payment your husband's hard cock." Zecora said.

"That may be how your kind gets by in Zebra-bwe," Dazzle said, "but my husband and I value trust and fidelity. At least, he did until you hypnotized him with your jungle wiles."

"Dazzle, I'm afraid there's been some big mistake,

I did not turn your husband into a rake.

Before you call Orion a no-good rapscallion

You should perhaps find out why you can't please your stallion." Zecora said. Dazzle was stunned silent.

"Is this uppity zigger insinuating that it's my fault Orion looks at porn?" Dazzle thought. Seeing Dazzle's disgruntled face, Zecora felt prompted to press the issue further.

"Has he said he wants to live his life,

with somepony other than his wife?" Zecora asked.

"Well, no," Dazzle said, "He said he still loves me; but if that were true, he wouldn't look at porn."

Zecora stared at Dazzle like she was a foalish filly. A smile crossed the zebra's face as she looked pitiably at the naive mare in front of her.

"There's no need to be forlorn,

just because you found his porn.

If you wish to relight Orion's fire

then just play along with his heart's desire," Zecora said.

Dazzle didn't know what to say. She wondered if their sex life had become so mundane that Orion felt forced to turn to porn for excitement.

"What do I have to do?" Dazzle asked.

"There's just one solution that I can figger,

You must get in touch with your inner zigger." Zecora said.

"Will that work?" Dazzle asked.

"Play pretend with his little game.

For you, he might just do the same." Zecora said. Dazzle stared at the zebra, processing her words.

It had been hours and Dazzle still hadn't returned home. Orion sat alone in the dark, reflecting on his life and his crumbling marriage. He felt worse than he ever had before and blamed himself for Dazzle walking out on him.

"There's no point, is there?" Orion muttered sadly.

Standing up, Orion walked over to his nightstand, unlocked the drawer and opened it. From inside the drawer he pulled out a gun and carefully set it on the bed.

"At least I have fond memories I can look back on," Orion said, taking out a picture. Orion then put the gun back in the drawer and closed it.

Sitting on his bed, he stared at a photo of him with his family. There was a hole in the picture where Cadance once stood, Orion had cut her out with scissors. He stared at his children, then his wife, before letting out a sad sigh. He knew that his relationship with his wife would never be the same.

Orion closed his eyes and tried to picture Dazzle in the most erotic poses he could think of, but it was no use. In spite of his efforts, thinking of his wife failed to give him an erection. Orion set the picture down and glanced longingly at the issue of Striped magazine. Just the thought of what lay within its pages sent blood flowing to his member, much to Orion's chagrin.

He was semihard as a mysterious figure crept quietly down the hall to his bedroom. Orion jumped as his bedroom door slowly began to open. Thinking it was his wife, Orion quickly hid the porn under his pillow. A dark figure obscured by shadows approached his bed through the open door. Orion could tell it was a female and could make out her silhouette. She had a mowhawk.

"Zecora?" Orion thought, "If Dazzle catches her here, I'm as good as dead!" The figure stepped into the moonlight, and for the first time, Orion could see that it wasn't Zecora.

In addition to styling her purple and white mane into a mowhawk, Dazzle had painted violet striped all over her white coat. Large golden hoop earrings pierced her ears and five gold necklaces covered her neck.

"Dazzle," Orion said shocked, "Are you in stripeface?" He stared, mouth agape, as he looked at his wife from head to hoof.

"What's the matter?" Dazzle said, walking seductively towards her husband, "You act like you've never seen a zebra before."

"Never one as beautiful as you," Orion said, impressed. That little bit of flattery earned him some serious brownie points with Dazzle.

Orion turned on their bedroom light and circled his wife. He examined every inch of her painted body. The violet stripes were applied to her coat with a special body paint, which was guaranteed not to smear.

"I realized that if my husband wanted a zebra, then my husband would get a zebra," Dazzle said. Orion smiled weakly before looking at the ground ashamed.

"But after all my secrets and lies," he said sadly, "why would you go through all this trouble for me?"

"Bad things happen in marriages," Dazzle said sincerely, echoing her advice to Chrysalis, "Life's too short to dwell on them."

Seeing the lengths his wife had gone to please him made Orion's length grow rock hard. Her roleplaying made him feel important, instead of impotent. He felt like the biggest stallion in Canterlot and was determined to have fun with his "zebra" bride.

"Well, you certainly look authentic," Orion said, tauntingly, "but if you really want to convince me that you're a zebra, you need to talk like one. Let's hear how well you can rhyme." Dazzle took a deep breath and altered her speech patterns in order to sound more like Zecora.

"Did you hear about the zigger who died of starvation?

Someone hid his food stamps under a job application." Dazzle said, smiling. Orion shook his head at her racist joke.

"Cute," he said dismissively. Orion was about to say something else, when Dazzle gasped. She stared at her husband's throbbing stallionhood.

"I knew if I looked like a zigger

My stripes would make your cock grow bigger." Dazzle said smiling.

"Give me some of that stripy goodness," Orion said, practically drooling over his wife as he led both of them over to their bed.

As they lay beside each other, Orion began showering her chest with kisses, but Dazzle wanted something more forceful.

"Call me names and degrade my race

then slap your cock against my face!" Dazzle said. Orion was reluctant at first, but eventually gave in and began insulting zebras. He actually had nothing against zebras, but he did it for Dazzle's sake. Orion sat up in front of Dazzle, while she continued to lie on her stomach.

"You're just a dirty, worthless zigger slut," Orion said,as he rubbed his member against the side of his wife's face, "If you want my cock so much, let's hear you beg for it."

"Master, give it to me quick,

let me suck your stallion dick," Dazzle said, licking her lips.

Orion was surprised that he was so turned on by being called "master." It excited him. Fully embracing his role as the dominant partner, Orion took his cock and slapped it against Dazzle's face a couple times. Dazzle let out a squeal of pleasure as her husband's hot tool repeatedly struck her face. Drops of his precum stuck to her cheek in little beads.

Grabbing her husband's cock in her mouth, Dazzle sucked on it hungrily. Orion moaned as he put his fore-hooves on Dazzle's head and helped control her movements. It felt weird to get head from somepony with a mohawk. Most of her head was shaved, with only one tall thick stripe of mane in the middle. It didn't feel like Dazzle, which only added to the eroticism.

Once Orion's shaft was well-lubed, Dazzle pulled it out in preparation for the main event. She repositioned herself so she was facing away from her husband. Orion returned the favor by licking at his wife's moist folds. He inserted his tongue and began tickling her clit. Dazzle shivered as her body released more of her natural lube onto Orion's lips and chin.

"Now's the time to screw your slave,

stick it in my hot, wet cave!" Dazzle said, eagerly.

Mounting his wife, Orion thrust the tip into her sopping pussy. Orion's cock was so sensitive that he knew he wouldn't last long. Wanting to make the most of his time, the stallion buried himself completely within his wife. Dazzle loved the sensation of being completely full and gave a squeal of delight.

"Oh, Celestia! More! More!

Screw your little zebra whore!" Dazzle shouted. Orion pumped his wife repeatedly as her hoop earrings bounced wildly with each thrust. Her gold necklaces rattled from the force of the hard screwing she was receiving.

Orion felt his orgasm swelling within him. Before he finished, there was one thing he wanted to do, but only if Dazzle was willing.

"Dazzle," Orion said, cautiously, "I was wondering if I could try something different with you." He didn't even have to say what it was. Dazzle knew exactly what he wanted.

"Even though I find it heinous

you may stick it in my anus," Dazzle said, acquiescing to her husband's desires. The mare clenched her asshole tight in anticipation.

Not waiting around for her to change her mind, Orion quickly pulled out of her pussy and gave her a rimjob. Once her sphincter was loosened, the horny stallion pressed his slippery knob against his wife's tight back door. Orion grunted as he forced his way passed her sphincter. Dazzle groaned as a prickly pain from Orion's sodomy shaft filled her rear. The sweaty stallion paused as he waited for Dazzle to acclimate to their anal activities. After some deep breathing exercises, Dazzle nodded her head, indicating that she was ready for the buggering to continue.

Orion pressed forward one inch at a time, while Dazzle reached a fore-hoof between her haunches and teased her clit. Once he'd made it half way inside her butt, the stallion pulled out slowly. The pressure of his hot shaft rubbing against her sphincter sent foreign pleasurable sensations coursing through both of their bodies.

Orion and Dazzle were both close to orgasm. With one final thrust, Orion forced his entire length inside his wife's ass. Dazzle's body shook with pleasure as she felt herself being brought over the edge. Orion stuffed his entire package inside and rested his balls against Dazzle's pussy lips. When she came, she coated the stallion's nuts with her thick mare jizz. Feeling his wife cum all over his balls sent Orion over the edge.

"I'm cumming!" he said straining, as he tried to pull out. Dazzle stopped him.

"I can feel you in my gut!

Cum inside my stripey butt!" Dazzle said.

Orion let out a deep moan of pleasure as he ejaculated deep within his wife's bowels. Load after load of his salty pony semen filled Dazzle's ass until the stallion was completely spent.

Orion pulled his cock out and lay beside Dazzle on the bed. Levitating the issue of Striped magazine out from under his pillow, Orion tore it to shreds with his magic and dumped the remains in the wastebasket beside their bed. Dazzle smiled at the symbolism of tearing down the wall that had sensually separated them from each other. She felt confident that Orion was once again hers, and hers alone.

Even though he was in a state of bliss after his orgasm, a part of Orion still felt a little uneasy after having wild jungle sex with his wife. He felt awkward that Dazzle had gone through so much trouble just to spice up their sex life. Fortunately, his guilt was diminished as his wife offered him a chance to return the favor.

"Since you got to choose how we screw

I'm next to decide what we do." Dazzle said.

"Anything for my exotic jungle bunny." Orion said, nuzzling her nose, "What did you have in mind?"

"When we make love tomorrow, I thought it'd be cute

if you screwed me while wearing a diamond dog suit." Dazzle said as she turned out the lights.

The entire room was dark, except for a beam of moonlight which shone on Orion's face. He stared up at the ceiling, wearing a nervous expression.