Mean Twilight

"Maudy-Maudy-Maudy-Maud~"

"Maudy-Broady-Bawdy-Maud~ Heehee~"

Pinkie Pie hopped from corner to corner of her little Sugarcube Corner domicile, each little skip of her heavy hooves causing the shelves to rattle, the windows to wobble in their frames, and great pounding thuds to echo around the house. The Cakes were out at the moment, allowing the heavyset pony to ponderously prance to her heart’s content. And Pinkie had a large heart for such things.

Pinkie was hard at work, cleaning, baking, general things that needed to be done to get her home in tip-top shape for her sister's arrival. She, the largest, plumpest and overall thickest mare in Ponyville absolutely delighted to be having her sister visiting... and wanting everything to be perfect!

Actually, Pinkie was so enthused about making sure everything was perfect, she’d even gone prospecting earlier today to bring some rocks and stones and things back, all in the name of setting up a few familiar sights for her lovely sister. She balanced a few limestones here, placed a piece of basalt on a cushion there... It wasn’t her speed, for sure, but it was the only speed that mattered to Pinkie right now: Maud’s speed.

... aaaand done!

Her work complete, Pinkie could finally relax. She snapped the band of her tight, latexy booty-shorts around her ass to wick the sweat a little bit - the material impacting with so much force the massively-plump gal's booty reverberated in waves - before running to the window to spy her approaching sister coming down the path. Pinkie’s face was lit up with one her biggest smiles yet, just as her pussy was drooling with one of her muskiest arousals yet! Sister Time meant Hardcore Fucking Time, and there was nothing a Pie girl loved more than having superhuman, breathtaking marathon sex for hours and hours.

Maud's approach was something more of a march than a walk. She stared straight ahead through heavy-lidded eyes towards her target.

The plump, heavyset mare had worn her ‘fanciest’ dress for today’s occasion, still obscenely plain and simple by most other pony’s standards... but Pinkie would notice the extra effort Maud had taken right away. More importantly, it squeezed and cradled Maud’s obscene figure, stretched whisper-thin over a rack and behind to almost rival her pink-hued sister... almost, but not quite.

Beside Maud had chosen to excel in another area, after all.The star of the oncoming superhuman, breathtaking marathon sex: Maud’s girthy, vein-mapped, Pinkie-slamming horse cock, so close to midnight black in tone it made the rest of her grey body look positively pale in comparison. Always leaking, always stinking, always seducing mares to come crawling in heat and full of need.

Her dress didn’t cover squat of that prodigious slut-sweller. As baggy and heavy as it was, her menhir and twin boulders hung well below the garment.

With great purpose behind her steps, Maud came right up to the front door of Sugarcube Corner, getting no shortage of needy looks from mares all over.

She noticed them all, but didn't care. She was here because of Pinkie. No one else mattered unless Pinkie said so.

Knock knock.

"Hiya, Maudy!" giggled Pinkie as she swung the door inwards... only to realize just how difficult her own pink height difference made things. While Maud was a regular-sized pony, Pinkie was all that and another four feet or so of wobbling, bouncing, chubby, booty-clapping flesh... putting her eye-level with the top of the doorframe.

“Oops!”

From Maud's perspective, this meant all the grey mare could see of her sister was oodles upon oodles of buxom female assets bulging through, and around, the open doorway. Hips so large they spilled off out of view to either side, and a rack so immense it was half-sunk into the wood, nips fully flattened in their quest to get closer to Maud. And if that weren’t enough for her, plenty more of Pinkie’s luscious teats bulged out of sight, flattened along the inside walls.

Pinkie found herself having to stoop down almost right away, sending the pair of ponks straining her extremely-overburdened T-Shirt wobbling in gentle waves. "Ohhh, looks like you've got some tagalongs again!"

Pinkie giggled as her eyes fell to the not one, but two, mares being dragged along the ground by Maud's footfalls... horny fillies wailing for her phone number, her availabilities... even just begging to kiss and lick her endowment for a little bit. Both bitches were juicy enough that either could have become Manehattan superstars, but they obviously didn't know the first thing about rocks! No good to Maud.

"Sorry, girls!" giggled Pinkie as she gave them a few light baps with her broom, finally untangling their hands from Maud's hoof.

Maud looked relieved. "Thanks, Pinkie. They were starting to get heavy."

"I’ll bet! Anyway, come inside, Maudy~! We're gonna have soooOOOooOOOOooo much fun!"

Maud set her luggage down with a thud. Every movement the strong, stout pony made was heavy, robotic, and efficient. She initiated hug-mode for her dear sister, a warm gesture of sisterly affection... but to an outsider it would have looked as if the stone-faced Maud took a firm grip on Pinkie and rammed herself face-first into the bright pink pony’s mammoth bosom.

Pillowy pink softness engulfed Maud’s straight-angled tresses. Did she like it? Well... It was difficult to tell how much Maud enjoyed having her face buried between two of the biggest breasts in all of Ponyville, each easily dwarfed the size of her head. Even if she had been smiling ear-to-ear (she wasn’t), her head was engulfed in one serious set of tits either way. No thoughts or feelings could be discerned when one was that deep in candy-pink cleavage.

"You're the opposite of a rock. You're very smooth and soft, Pinkie," Maud stated.

And that made Pinkie very happy. She wrapped her arms around her ‘little’ sister in a crushing bearhug that would have left other ponies wheezing and gasping... but just provoked a little "Mmn," from Maud.

"If you had a diet like mine, you'd be soft too! Just today alone I had caramel cake, 10 packs of jelly beans, buttered popcorn, creme brulee..." She bumped her tummy against Maud, the softness so overwhelming it was unbelievable. There was almost no firm springiness at all, just the fat, well-nourished gut of one seriously doughy pony.

It was what Maud liked best, other than rocks. She responded in turn, her immense member throbbing. It was the closest thing to a real reaction from her since she stepped through the door.

And as that cold, hard, unfeeling rod of flesh between Maud's legs lurched, Pinkie gave a happy little giggle. Her eyes flashed through a series of symbols like slot machines, cycling through hearts, stars, rainbows... and finally coming to a stop on twin images of hulking, musky grey horsecocks. Ding ding ding~

Pinkie lolled her head a bit, drooling for the moment... If just a light glance across her thighs provoked that kind of reaction, what would actual penetration end in?

"Oooh! Is that for meee~? Maud, you shouldn't have!"

She kissed her sister on the cheek. "That thing is totally going to mess up my diet!"

And it just kept getting bigger from there. Maud's dick seemed to be the most reactive thing about her. Though her demeanor betrayed her excitement, the slow growth of her heavy rod showed just how ready she was for Pie Sister Time.

"I think you should change your diet to include our meetings, Pinkie. I suppose you'll have to forget about this weekend though." The steely rod jutted straight outwards between her legs, and all the way through Pinkie's legs as well - forcing the pink pony to stand on tiptoes as the massive rod sawed ominously between her massive thighs and about her oversized rear end.

"It looks like no one is in the shop today. To be expected of a Sunday. There should be no problem starting here, right Pinkie?"

Pinkie giggled, her impish voice travelling all the way around the big empty house. "Absolutely! While the Cakes are away...”

Pinkie waggled her eyebrows like implications was a bull in need of the whip. She waggled her eyebrows enough to cause hurricanes in Saddle Arabia. “... the Pies will play - play - play!" Few things excited Pinkie more than getting to spend time with her sister... or riding her sister’s spectacularly-thick cock.

Pinkie wormed her greedy fat tongue into her sister's mouth, kissing her sister over and over, making little 'nom-nom' sounds as she turned her head this way and that. The Amazonian mare's tongue was as plump and squishy as a cupcake, and she had no trouble asserting herself on the smaller Maud.

Despite this, she still ended up being the one looking like the mindlessly overkissed filly, totally absorbed in mashing her mouth against her sister's and kissing her as long and hard as she possibly could. Soon, the Pinkette's eyes were rolled back, her tongue hanging of its own accord. She looked about ready to pop off and orgasm just from the smooches alone. "Mmmngh... Maudy~ ♥ ♥ ♥!"

As Pinkie pressed deeply into their kiss, Waves of neon pink titty swayed up against Maud. Soon, she’d utterly engulfed the grey mare’s shoulders and chest in ripe breast flesh, Maud’s firm body half-sunk into her sister's generous, padded teats.

Eventually it fell, as it always did, to Maud to break the kiss. She unfastened her mouth from Pinkie’s, rather aware of the sticky trail of saliva connecting them. She tossed her head, snapping the gooey strand in twain.

"Your aim hasn’t gotten any better, Pinkie. You missed my cock by a couple of feet." Maud must have been joking with her sister, but her gaze never shifted or anything. "You should try again."

Maud liberated herself from her much larger sister, moving to stand in the middle of the store. She presented her cock, stretching almost three feet in front of her, balls churning by her knees. "You know what to do."

"Uh ohhhhh~ Someone's in her bitchbreaker modeeee!" giggled Pinkie, skipping around Maud, tossing her enormous figure about in a cheerful prance... even hanging from the ceiling upside-down at one point. "When you order me around like that, you sound even more mean than Twilight!"

But when the cutesy cartoon physics came to an end, sure enough, Pinkie followed her sister’s instructions. The mood around the pinkette changed as smoothly as shifting gears, showing Maud a side of Pinkie not many saw, but the rock-lover was very familiar with.

Pinkie’s bouncy-wouncy silliness faded away, replaced by a steaming temptress. Less Bugs Bunny, more Jessica Rabbit. Pinkie batted long eyelashes, puckering her soft, smoochable lips as she sauntered back around to Maud's front. "Although you aaaare totally right! I did miss your fat fucking cawk!”

“Mm. Lemme try again~ ♥"

The twin impacts of Pinkie's knees hitting the floorboards caused such a quake she lifted Maud a few inches off the ground. The head of Maud’s musky she-dick came down with a squish on Pinkie's tongue, oodles of spunk splashing across the pink babe's rack, tossed every which way by that rock-hard cock-head. “Mmmmmm~!”

Pinkie coiled her tongue around Maud's shaft like a snake and pulled her into that steamy sex-hole, eyes and cheeks bulging up at Maud as she swallowed noisily. "Yummy... Ish better than any candy in the world~"

Coiling her tongue around Maud's shaft like a snake, Pinkie dragged it down into her mouth, causing an avalanche of cock in the steamy sex-hole right under her nose... and the number one place a king-sized dick like this deserved to go.

What followed was a noisy series of slurps and gulps and swallows as Pinkie adjusted to the avalanche of cock filling her throat... her eyes and cheeks bulging up at Maud as she worked to get it all in position to where it could do the most good. To where the inevitable tsunami of semen would be best unleashed. "Mrph... Mmph... Yummy... Ish better than any candy in the world~"

"Mm. That's better, Pinkie." An almost microscopic curl in Maud's lips gave her approval of her sister. Maud's expression went from completely deadpan to slightly less deadpan. Almost a smile if you tricked your eyes.

Maud took the back of Pinkie’s head in an iron grip. With a meaningful look that warned Pinkie of the tide to come, Maud began to tug her sister’s head straight down her shaft.

Inches, then feet shoved down Pinkie's throat. Maud knew she could take it.

And if she could take it, then she would. Pinkie would take it all.

Maud shoved her hips the last few inches, cramming herself into Pinkie with such a slow but powerful motion, like a hydraulic ram. And when Pinkie’s mouth reached the very base, Maud paused, relaxing a little. A small "mm" finally escaped her lips.

Then, with total control over Pinkie, Maud started hammering a whole foot of cock back and forth out of the pink mare’s swelteringly tight, hot throat.

And Pinkie loved it. When Maud started thrusting, Pinkie took it admirably. She sank back onto her haunches, big blubbery butt swallowing up her hoofsies. The party pony let it hammer in and out of her belly over and over and over... Every time her lips fluttered over Maud's medial ring her lips vibrated, sending another pulse of warmth spreading through her belly.

Pinkie purrrred, luxuriating in the sensation of the one thing that made her feel more completely womanly and sated than anything else in the world: Maud's belly-bulging, gut-wrenching super-shaft. The drab grey monster-pole bloated her belly in a way sweets never could.

Pinkie suckled on it like a baby, seeking nutrition, eyes rolled up stare directly at Maud as she deep-throated that schlong. She was smiling even less than Maud was at this point... it was hard to make any kind of facial expression when you were wrapped around such a big cock, straining to contain all that meat... and left with your looking like some comedy sex toy

But Pinkie was not going to falter just based on that. She raised a wooden sign in her right hand. "HARDER!" had been dabbed on it in black paint. A moment later and she clutched an identical sign in her left hand as well, bearing the same legend. Then she banged them together so hard the wood splintered. It seemed like Pinkamena was in a mood!

Thankfully, it was a mood Maud could generously provide for. If her thrusts had been calculable, Maud would have been observed to be giving an additional fifty percent of effort with each thrust, until she was pistoning into Pinkie's throat like a machine. She was supernatural in her strength and speed, and Pinkie was as gifted as her, though in a different way.

"Pinkie, I'm cumming." There was no urgency in her tone, but there was definitely a sudden gush into her sister. Maud didn’t waver one bit in ramming that jawbreaking dick down her sister’s throat.

Maud fired blast after blast of goo into Pinkie, every single firm thrust now accompanied by gallons of semen flooding the party pony. Anything less than a bathtub of cum would have been a joke to either of the sisters, and not the sort Pinkie enjoyed.

Happily for her, then, that the first ‘bathtub’ worth of semen could be made with Maud's pre-ejaculate alone.

Pinkie's eyes rolled back in her head, her pussy tightening and contracting. The sensation of her belly creaking and straining as it was forced to expand was a pleasure trigger for the porny pony like no other.

Her belly, able to hold approximately two gallons or so of fluid, hit maximum capacity in just seconds. Pinkie burbled happily as her belly stretched and distended for her sister, taut pink middle flumping onto the floor almost right away. Her gut oozed over her thighs, then dragged her forwards on top of its expanding contours, all while she continued to happily suck and slurp on the pole gradually cumflating her up to truly immense sizes. "Gnup. Gnup... Glp~"

With that stormy ocean of white goop in her belly continuing to fill her out, Pinkie grew larger by the second. Each blast of seed from Maud's hulking dick added a little more weight to her already considerable burden, Pinkie's bulging belly rippling with each internal impact of cum.

"Oooh..." Pinkie's firecracker pussy went off a second time, her toes curling in a blissful orgasm, her eyes rolling back in her head. But as much as she moaned in enjoyment, her mewls of pleasure were barely audible over the immense rumblings and groanings and creakings carried up from the pit of her stomach. It was an ongoing eruption of sound that each new salvo of seed added to, stirring the tides sloshing in her belly.

By the time Maud's first load tapered off, Pinkie's belly spanned a few feet in every direction. Satisfied, for the moment, Maud stepped back. She started the onerous task of withdrawing her still-throbbing shaft from Pinkie's stretched-out fuckhole of a mouth.

"Good job Pinkie.”

“Thanks, M - “

Ready for round two?" Maud quickly interjected.

“ - aud. Yeah! You bet!”

Maud had to clamber up onto her sister's cum-tummy just to get back into position. Three feet of veined marehood cock cracked down between the quaking mounds of Pinkie's phat, blubbery butt with an echoing smack and plenty of rippling waves of impact. ‘Jelly’ didn’t begin to describe the consistency of Pinkie’s ass... Maud could lose an arm, or her cock, in there no trouble at all if she weren’t careful.

The fat fucking asshole throbbing and winking up at her, on the other hand, so hot steam visibly rose off in thick sheets, on the other hand... That was a horny, needy, fuckable fucking sex organ, thick-lipped, pouty, and capable of not just a vice-like grip, but also suction to put an elephant’s trunk to shame. When Pinkie rubbed it against the other Pie sister’s gigantic member, it was like being magnetized... like two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Maud let Pinkie wrap around her, and the powerful muscles ringing the inside of that obscene orifice did the rest, dragging her all the way inside.

It was nice to see Pinkie so enthusiastic. But she was always like this around Maud. And Maud returned the enthusiasm the most appropriate way she knew how: beginning round two. With a single thrust, she sank an entire foot of her cock into Pink Party Pony Ponut. Within a few moments, she was pistoning into her sister with the speed and force of heavy mining equipment. Had it been any pony other than Pinkie, they'd be crying.

Instead, she was crying with pleasure. “Unh! Unh! Maudy! Weeheehee~! I’m so glad you came to visit!”

“I’m glad too, Pinkie. I’m happy to see you.”

“Saaaaa~aaaaame~!”

As usual, Maud's movements, and her expression, were totally at odds. Maud's body moved like a bitch possessed, her hips a rapid-hammering, bitch-breaking blur.

But her expression was as deadpan as they came. She wore a slight frown to go with her dull eyes, looking completely disinterested as she pounded her howling, orgasming sister into oblivion. Pinkie writhed and shuddered under Maud over and over as her guts stretched out to new, more ridiculous sizes.

"Maud! Maud! Ooooh, Maud!" Pinkie flopped back onto their big throw rug stretched out across the floor, tongue draped lewdly across her face, slapping her cheeks and nose with every thrust. Her eyes were staring off into space, all brains completely checked out. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Pinkie grinned mindlessly, staring off into space with wide eyes. She was utterly lost in the pleasure of a giant cock.

But while she might seem like any other comatose, fucked-out whore for monster-cock at this point, her Pie family skills couldn’t be understated: while Pinkie’s upper half was indeed braindead, her lower half diligently serviced Maud, her booty fluttering up and down all along that strong dick, pleasuring it, inviting it to shoot off. "Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!"

Pinkie arched her back, lifting her chest off the floor completely, breasts and giant stuffed belly wobbling in the air... She grinned herself silly as she tightened down on Maud with more force than the rock collector had ever felt from her sister, a milking vice-grip that demanded her semen flow. Pinkie's body was begging to be made into a cum balloon like never before.

And if anyone would be able to do it, it was Maud. Somehow the earth pony mare was able to match even Ponyville’s resident alicorn for productivity, with nuts just as productive despite lacking even a single jot of the magical enhancements that made Twilight so prodigious.

And she was putting those seed-producing pods to the test now for sure, bloating Pinkamena larger and larger, growing and swelling her to all new sizes until Sugarcube Corner started to feel most incredibly cramped around the pair...

Shelves started to topple and break under the growing cum tanker that was Pinkie. Furniture slid along the floor or struck the walls to be crushed by the expanding pink dome.

Pinkie continued to slosh bigger, pumped up by the endless twin fonts of gooey belly-bloating gunk resting on the floor now between Maud’s legs. She sat on them almost cockily, holding her sister down, feeling good as her balls grew fatter and fuller from fucking her sister, not smaller and emptier. Maud was like a living sex god, the personification of pony virility, and Pinkie might be the only mare around who could handle the spunk produced by one of her fat nuts, let alone both.

With four soft tinkles, the windows dotted around Sugarcube Corner’s main shop front all burst at once, spilling broken glass onto Ponyville’s main street and the passageways to either side. A moment later and the walls were creaking too, the whole shop about to give up the ghost. MAud and Pinkie could only guess how it looked from the outside... probably tidal waves of pink, sloshing flesh beginning to slowly force their way out the doorway and windows, making the frames splinter and break, all a lead-in to the glorious destruction of this charming little shop.

It wouldn’t be the first-time a pair of fuck-happy ponies had caused accidental widespread destruction in Ponyville, and as long as mares toted nutsacks like bean bags to go with their three-foot mega-cocks, it wouldn’t be the last. With a powerful alicorn like Twilight on hand to repair any damage with a snap of her fingers, this sort of overly destructive, superhuman sex had become an almost daily event...

And rightly so. Bloating Pinkie’s belly with a million gallons of cum, and then watching it roll over the town crushing everything in its wake, had fast become one of Maud’s favourite ways of bonding with her sister. And bonding Pinkie’s insides with her concrete-thick cum as well, she supposed.

Speaking of which, Maud had to get on with completely draining her nuts into her sister, no matter how much property damage she caused. She bore down on Pinkie harder than ever, dragging that wall of pink ass and its two billboard-sized Cutie Marks back onto her dark meat, her cock erupting with another load of cum as she did so. Gush after gush after gush!

The whole building shook with Maud's vicious ramming, practically causing thunder from the smack against that enormous ass. It was only a matter of time before all of Sugarcube Corner came down.

Which was exactly the sight Mrs Cake came home to.

The bustling, curvy baker MILF had been out all day, swanning about town, picking out her favourite creams and sugars and fruits for her tastiest baking concoctions yet. She had been on her way home, clutching big brown bags of shopping, exceedingly excited for the afternoon of food prep to come.

But just as Mrs Cake came around the corner of Ponyville’s main street, placing Sugarcube Corner firmly in her sights, a sight of utter madness and mayhem greeted her. The walls exploded off the bakery one after another, splintered to little more than tinder as total structural degradation occurred under the force of immense ponk-gut.

Mrs. Cake now gaped as a giant, pink bulge ballooned out the side of her home. She dropped her shopping and screamed... just as Pinkie Pie and Maud destroyed the rest of Sugarcube Corner with animal, carnal rutting.

The store caved in under them. Each thrust from Maud caused further complications that added to Mrs. Cake’s rising concern, furniture blasted apart, walls and floorboards exploding... They tumbled down through the floor to somewhere around the basement - Maud didn't stop thrusting - then Pinkie's belly expanded to the point that even that was soon destroyed.

When the smoke cleared, Mrs Cake could only see the enormous, twenty-foot across bulge of Pinkie's cum-tsunami-filled belly... and Pinkie and Maud laying atop it. Pinkie was howling in pleasure, Maud was... doing her usual thing.

"Maud! Pinkie!" cried Mrs Cake. "How could you!"

"S-Sorry, Mrs Cake!"

"So, Mrs Cake,” began Maud dryly.

“Y - Yes?”

“... Since the bakery is completely gone anyway, is it okay if we finish off with round three? Or maybe you think I should repay you for the damages?”

With that ominous declaration, Maud slowly drew her still-gushing shaft out of Pinkie’s enormous cum-belly like a sword coming out a stone, with all the gratuitous slurping and slurching one would imagine such an action would invite! Now she laid on top of Pinkie's enormous cum belly, massive cock at full mast, pointing directly at Mrs. Cake in defiance of all good social graces. She watched the married mare with heavy lidded eyes.

Mrs. Cake, amazingly, didn’t seem all that opposed to the idea. But she still put on a show of faked disinterest, seasoned with plenty of blushing. “Ah, well, an old mare like me shouldn’t... With such a young filly... Ahh, I mean, I’m so out of practise and all...!”

She marshalled her authority somewhat, a Herculean task when staring down the barrel of that meaty, throbbing pony-inflator still making a lake of semen all across her front yard. “And what about Sugarcube Corner! What are you going to do about this?!”

"Awww, don't be such a big fuddy-duddy, Mrs. Cake! It’s no big deal! Maudy and I were just having so much fun we went ahead and brought the house down!"

"Eh? Eh?" Pinkie giggle-snorted as she sloshed sideways on top of her tum to elbow Maud in the ribs. The wobbling ripples that ensued almost toppled both of them to the ground, but Pinkie carefully applied a counterweight pressure on the other side of her own stupendous gut to settle that blimp of a belly down.

"Pinkie! Sugarcube Corner is... is..." Mrs Cake, possibly the only mare in Ponyville who rivalled Pinkie for sheer size in the bust and ass departments. Sure, Pinkie would get even huger than either of their current sizes if she ever became a mom, but for the moment they were almost proportional.

"Relaaaaaaaaaaaax, Mrs. Cake! Hey, I know just the thing to cheer you up!"

Mrs. Cake looked concerned, rubbing her hands together. "Is it a song?"

"Nope! It's cum! You're looking kinda thirsty there!"

Maud turned her head slightly, looking thoughtful. “Hmm. Well, if that's what you think she needs, I trust you Pinkie."

With the deal done, Pinkie picked Maud up in both arms and tossed her overboard. The Earth Pony dropped like a stone directly on top of the bright-blue housewife.

Mrs. Cake had a look of abject shock on her face, and then...

When the dust cleared, Mrs. Cake was on her back, lying in the dirt. Maud sat on her face, straddling the mare’s well-matured features. She draped her handsome grey dick along Mrs. Cake’s face, balls smooshing the baker’s colossal milking tits, shaft tangled in the icecream swirls of her pink mane.

Mrs. Cake looked shocked. Definitely outgunned. She’d never had such a smelly fat cock in her face in all her years, and now the sleeping sex appeal of that horny old mare was slowly but surely waking up, neglected sex organs reddening, nipples fattening up and protruding her thick dress, and her once-relaxed mind now pounding with depraved thoughts. Her nose twitched as fresh spunk dribbled onto her face.

The smell was overpowering. Disarming. Brainwashing.

"Mmmmnnn..." moaned Mrs. Cake, her fingers timidly sliding to her wedding band. Whether to defiantly present it, or slip it off, was anypony's guess.

Maud pressed the head of her enormous dick against those MILF lips. "You have to suck it if you're thirsty for cum." She stared down at Mrs. Cake with a deadpan expression. Maud's balls fought for room with those gigantic tits.

Maud poked and prodded the beautiful mare’s face with the flared head of her horse-cock, teasing Mrs. Cake with the bloated tip of a greatly fat and bulbous equine member. She pushed this rare flower of Ponyville - such a sophisticated, mature and married mare - into her awesomely earthy-smelling cock over and over again, teasing her with a pole other than her husband’s. That fat cock smeared Mrs. Cake’s fresh make-up wonderfully, running her mascara and streaking her lipstick down its girth.

"H-Hold on, Maud, I..." groaned Mrs. Cake, doing her best to fight those brain-melting pheromones as best she could... and only lasting until the tip passed her lips. She immediately swallowed it up into her mouth, tongue flattened, thoat wrenched open. "Oogh... Mmph! Mmmmph!"

Mrs. Cake struggled, clasping Maud's dick with both hands. But Maud was already packing those inches away. Maud sat hard on Mrs. Cake’s giant, fleshy teats, fully flattening them to her chest, using those tits as cushions for her fat ass and fatter nuts.

And that was how, in just a matter of seconds, Maud was plowing down into Mrs Cake's throat. She started thrusting and working her hips around when she was about a foot inside... a steady diet of fucking only Pinkie had left her kind of spoilt, so it was a shock to be reminded some mare’s mouths didn’t just lead directly to black holes that could take any moment of cock on demand. She wanted to get more than half her steamy-hot black fuck-rod in half before she started cumming again, but... it just wasn’t possible. One because wrapping Mrs. Cake around her dick felt absolutely great... and two because that blue mare was just so gorgeous. And married. But mostly gorgeous.

Maud started giving Mrs. Cake what Pinkie had said she wanted. Cum.

Maud never faltered or took a break, maintaining her brutal facefucking all the way through as she poured yet more unending quantities of cum into Mrs Cake. She hunkered down over her, raising her naked butt in the air for passing stallions and fillies alike to admire, and started to hammer down with a rhythm to make a slut faint. Mrs. Cake’s blue belly began to bulge upwards and outwards as the gallons flowed.

But they couldn’t watch comfortably for long. Maud had already packed Ponyville’s main thoroughfare with one mega-bloated belly... and now a second ballooned up to compete! Maud remained perched on Mrs. Cake's face, aggressively thrusting her hips and turning the domestic goddess into just another enormous cum-reservoir with a pony attached to it.

Mrs. Cake looked up at Maud with imploring eyes... but only for a second. She might not know Maud the best, but she knew that look of pure determination in her eyes perfectly well from her young years: this was a pony who wouldn't stop until she was satisfied. Spurred on, feeling so lusciously desired as a spunk tank, Mrs. Cake couldn’t help but give her stud some service in return for being so possessive: she seized Maud's hindquarters with both hands, raking her fingers along Maud’s fat ass. She realized she wanted to get this mare with the ridiculously big dick off even harder and faster. And not only to spare herself from perhaps growing too big... the feeling of Maud going off inside of her like a fire-hose, alternating between a steady stream and heavy, sloshing gushes... it kinda made her live for those gushes. She didn’t want a gallon poured into her a second... she wanted ten!

And as Mrs. Cake expanded alongside her, Pinkie whooped with glee. She felt the other mare’s belly bump against her own, sending both of them jostling, and she couldn’t help but want to cheer Maud on. Other buildings around them started to undergo the same treatment Sugarcube Corner had just gone through, squeezing together and smashing apart on each other’s foundations... ceiling tiles and corrugated gutters came crashing to the ground around the scene of Maud's reckless and uninhibited lovemaking.

And the crowd they were drawing kept growing larger and larger, much like Mrs. Cake. Sure, the spectators had to keep a safe distance now, but a good mare-bloating was never to be missed... They were drawn by all the sloshing and wobbling - audible from as far as down the street! - as the two colossal cumbellies met, Mrs Cake's gut rivalling Pinkie's after just one load. It was as though Maud's production was actually increasing each time.

"Alright,” said Maud.

“Do you think that's enough, Pinkie?" With a stretch and a pop, Maud withdrew her enormous bitchbreaker from Mrs Cake's mouth. "I've got plenty to spare if she needs more."

Standing over Mrs. Cake as she was, Maud could properly look down on the middle-aged beauty's luscious face. And what a sight Mrs. Cake was now!

Her mascara had streaked halfway down her face, her eyes upturned to stare dumbly at the sky. Her lipstick had smeared all over, spread across her cheeks, nicely matching the pink smears all over Maud's coal-coloured shaft.

But the view of a slutty, semen-drunk slut-mare couldn’t last forever... not while Maud was so vehemently caking her features under a goopy white layer of foamy cum, that bubbled down the sides of her face... and continually got more frothy as Maud’s copious releases piled jizz up on her. The Cake lady’s mouth hung open, a sloshing pool full of Maud-jizz. Her upthrust tongue could only make for a little island in a sea of claggy off-white.

Mrs. Cake twitched occasionally, the defeated bitch moving as limply as a ragdoll. "M - Maud... No more... Please... H - Husband..."

Pinkie whooped, thrusting her hands in the air! "Go for round 2!" She shook her fists each time she spoke. "Round 2! Round 2! Round 2! Heeheehee!"

"Well... You heard Pinkie. It's time for round two." With supernatural strength, and not so much as a grunt or a bead of sweat, Maud rolled Mrs Cake on top of her belly, exposing her enormously fat rear to her throbbing dick. Within minutes, Maud was fucking out another colossal load into the milf's ass.

Mrs. Cake had never felt like this before. This wasn't lovemaking... This wasn't like what she did with her loving husband in bed, ending with them curled up together in the dark.

Maud was a monster! And Pinkie, coercing her to go harder, was a monster as well! Smirking fiends disguised as ponies! Her whole body ached... her belly expanded beyond measure. Beyond belief! And yet they were still playing with her and teasing her. Evil ponies!

Mrs. Cake shifted her hands to her belly, watching the bright-blue spiralling away from her, forced to imagine the torrential tides of cum gushing to and fro inside of her.

It made her feel sick, imagining her body being 10 parts semen to 1 part pony. She wanted to squeeze it all out, but Maud's smelly, thick ejaculate was already settling in the pit of her stomach. Mrs. Cake gurgled, a large cum bubble popping onto her face. It smeared all over her features and dribbled down, making further mockery of her astoundingly weak and heartless protests.

And all the while, buildings creaked and toppled as a second mega-bloated cum dumpster grew over the rooftops, competing for space with the first. Sloshing bigger and bigger still, Mrs Cake surged larger than even Pinkie.

But she was not Pinkie. She certainly had her limits. Her belly groaned, strained, and creaked to contain every gallon Maud pumped into it... her limit rapidly approaching.

Thankfully, Maud's orgasm were finally waning. But while her loads started to come out a lot more dry, she didn’t slow her hips at all. She continued to thrust hard into Mrs. Cake, still fucking at maximum speed.

And she didn't break a sweat.

Maud looked over at the pink pony still wobbling atop her enormous cum-belly. "Think she's had enough, Pinkie?”

But Mrs. Cake was the one to answer. "Stop stop stop!" she howled.

And then Pinkie was the one to interject! "Go go go!" cried Pinkie.

Mrs. Cake couldn't take another drop. Another ejaculation would be the end of her.

Maud still hadn't even stopped pounding that fat ass since she started. Like a machine, she just didn't stop or slow down. Smack! Smack! Smack! She fucked deep and hard, while expressing nothing on her face to hint at her pleasure. The two of them rocked and swayed atop the ocean of cum packed away in Mrs Cake's belly.

"I'm not sure Pinkie. Mrs Cake isn't as stretchy as you are. She might explode if I cum inside her again."

And that finally dispelled the heat and intensity that had possessed Pinkie. It finally seemed to dawn on her that the party was over. Her eyes uncrossed, losing a little bit of their maniacal glee. "O-Oh! Gee, you're right, sis! Mm, I got so carried away just now, heeheehee~ Better stop!"

Mrs Cake sagged atop her giant belly. She was humiliated and distorted beyond belief, but it looked like her torture was finally over. "Oogh..."

"But I'm still hard."

Maud finally stopped ramming Cake's ass. She pulled out the three foot monster of a cock, still not tamed or satisfied, begging to be stuffed in someone again. Moments later, Maud was once again atop Pinkie, driving her cock full speed, full force into her sister's ass. Her balls began unleashing into the party pony all over again. Pinkie's cumblimp of a stomach surged outwards, crushing even more, filling up the entire width of the street and fighting for room beyond that even. The town was at the mercy of the unpoppable pony and her unstoppable sister.

Well, unsurprisingly, plenty of others were beginning to take note of the pair's debauched sex fest! As Pinkie grew larger and larger, her happy cries spreading all over Ponyville, more and more ponies exited their homes to stop and stare up and up and up!

A gurgling monster more dangerous than any Smooze was devouring their town, a belly, and a giant, sloshing pair of cart-sized testicles laying atop it, above of which were Pinkie and Maud. The pair were little more than specks now to the ponies below.

With a pair of titanic demolishings, Pinkie's gut took out the houses on either side of her, reducing them to kindling and mortar. A tidal wave of pink belly continued to spill out and across Ponyville, demolishing homes one by one.

"Wheeeee! This is so much fun, Maud!" Pinkie felt every impact of her belly expanding over every pile of rubble, squirming to get more comfortable as she did so.

"I'm soooooooooo full!”

“You are.”

“... Of love for my sister~" Pinkie leaned back, wetly smacking her chops on Maud's mouth as she listened cheerfully to the sounds of destruction below.

"Thankyou soooo much for visiting me!” Pinkie giggled as they rose up towards the clouds.

“Any... nnh... time...” groaned Maud, feeling her fat nuts gain another feet of diameter. It felt really good, so she kept going.