Lyra relaxed in the passenger seat of a griffon transport jeep. The lone survivor of the griffon outpost drove across the moonlit sands of Mexicolt. The wind whipped across their faces as the griffon driver floored the gas. The mare to his side was content for now, but he knew she’d make due on her promise to kill him if he didn’t take her to a library within the hour. The images of his comrades being slaughtered were still fresh in his mind, corpses and empty husks of skin were all that remained now.

“How much longer?” The naked mare asked, her eyes shut while she reclined next to him, her head resting comfortably on her arms.

“J-just a few more minutes.”

“I’m starting to get bored.”

“D-don’t worry. We’re n-not far.” His reply seemed to satiate her for the moment. Even at their current speed and straight course, he knew it would take a bit more time to get to their destination. The mare stretched her arms out to the side and rested them back behind her head. She turned to the side and laid her arms and head down on the griffon’s lap. His heart was already racing to begin with, but now it practically doubled its speed.

“I thought of a way to make this more entertaining.” She said with no enthusiasm. A tendril of flesh burst out from her belly button and wrapped around his right wrist.

“W-wait! No, please! W-we’re almost there!” He begged as her flesh tendril started to tug on his wrist. His right hand was yanked from the wheel and pulled into her belly button, forcing him to steer with only his left hand. The mare briefly moaned.

“I’m gonna play a little game to pass the time. I’m going to move your hand slowly towards my chest. You have until it reaches my cleavage to get us to a library.” He felt his hand forcibly move ever so slightly.

“Wh-what happens if I d-don’t?” He asked, having a feeling he already knew the answer. The mare didn’t respond. He could feel his hand moving slowly through her body. He tried to tug his hand out, but found it was held firmly within her. He silently prayed for the jeep to drive faster.

He knew the route to the nearest Equestrian town. Sadly, it about a half-hour drive at full speed. He hadn’t been keeping track of time, but he knew he had to be close now. Against, his better judgement, his eyes drifted towards the mare’s body. His hand in her chest now, starting to approach her sizable breasts. As his eyes drifted back and forth between her body and the desert before him, he could finally see the town in the distance.

“There it is! We’re almost there!” He tried to pull his hand out again. Lyra’s chest refused to relinquish the limb.

“Almost, isn’t there.” She stated matter of factly, not bothering to open her eyes. The griffon kept his eye on the road, doing the best he could to try and pull his arm away from her breasts. “And don’t forget, I want to visit the library. So don’t think you’ll get away by just being in town.” He unfortunately had no idea where the library was or if there even was one. The next two minutes were agonizing for the griffon. He feel the soft skin of her tits brushing against his arm, threatening to envelop it entirely. He finally made it to the equine town. Nopony could be seen wandering the streets from his position and he could only hope it stayed that way.

“Uh oooh~” Lyra sang. “Someone wasn’t fast enough.” She opened her eyes to look at the brown furry arm buried between her boobs. “Oh well. You tried.” The stallion panicked as he felt his arm starting sink down into the forbidden valley. Not bothering to worry about hitting anyone at this point, he began his search for a library or at least a book store. The jeep barreled haphazardly through the dirt streets as he scanned store names and windows for signs of salvation. As his hand continued to be pulled in, he was forced to hunch over and watch the road just over his wheel. Just as he had given up hope, he managed to pass a library.

“I FOUND IT! I FOUND THE LIBRARY! LET ME GO PLEASE!” He screamed as he slammed the breaks and drifted against the building next to it with zero regard for the building or the jeep’s wellbeing. “TH-THERE! LOOK, IT’S A LIBRARY!” The suction didn’t cease. She made it to his elbow and continued to pull him, still relaxing on his lap with her eyes closed completely uninterested in the situation anymore. He grabbed his sinking arm and tried to pull it out which seemed to accelerate the suction on his arm and resulted in his left arm sinking into her flesh as well. “PLEASE! I DID WHAT YOU ASKED! PLEASE JUST LET ME GO! PLEEEEASE!”

The griffon was forced to lean to his side as he was pulled further in to avoid the steering wheel. His left shoulder pushing into her breast and he was now face to face with the mare when the suction suddenly stopped. He could only stare at the bored mare with fear and tears in his eyes. Lyra’s eyes suddenly opened and a smile formed on her face.

“Gotcha.”

The griffon soldier had no response. She pulled her legs up and started to get up from her seat, dragging the attached griffon with her. Standing up in the jeep, she dusted herself off and pushed the griffon out of her body and on to the street with one hand. The griffon was shocked for a moment, surprised that she actually let him live. He scrambled to his feet and tried to run.

“I didn’t say you could leave!” Before he could get far, Lyra stretched out her arm and caught his foot, tripping the poor soldier and landing him flat on his face. He rolled to face her as he was reeled in. “You still have work to do before I let you off the hook.” She released his leg and pulled up him up to his feet. The griffon only nodded shakily in response as she went to enter the library.

“W-wait, b-but the library’s cl-” He quickly remembered who he was dealing with as she effortlessly pushed the locked door open, breaking the lock with ease. She gestured for the griffon to enter first and pulled the door back into a closed position behind her. The griffon offered to find a light switch and shortly illuminated the small library. On her command, he explained the library’s sorting system, a system created by a unicorn named Rivet Ink long ago and quickly adopted worldwide. She pulled multiple books on world history and two books on gems and precious stones. The soldier was simply left to mill about close to her as she quickly scanned through the stacks of books she pulled out. His only real task was to shelf the books as she finished. Despite the few hours of boredom, he dared not voice his concerns.

Lyra spent a majority of her time catching up on Equestria’s history since she had been sealed away. She couldn’t help but laugh when she found that historian’s blamed the death of her people solely on raiders and civil war. Sufficiently caught up on the times, she moved to the books on gems. Due to the library’s lack of content, she could not figure out the Aja’s location. She learned about it’s last known location years ago somewhere in Istanbull, a city in the Minotaur nation. Sufficiently satisfied, she ordered the last of the books to be shelved and demanded he find her clothing and lodging for the night.

The griffon took her to a small clothing store nearby, which she also broke into. She spent a few minutes browsing and settled on a simple white, tan jeans and a pair of black panties. They found a small hotel and paid for a day. Once in their room, Lyra immediately drew the curtains over the window and leapt on the bed. The griffon soldier awkwardly stood around, not wanting to get near her but not daring to try and escape. Lyra was in heaven just from the softness of the bed. To the mare who had spent her life sleeping on an extremely uncomfortable lump of straw, this was pure bliss. She tossed her new shirt and pants in a corner of the room patted a spot on the bed next to her, beckoning to the griffon. He reluctantly obliged and sat next to her.

“So, from what I understand, you griffons came here to take over Equestria?”

The griffon’s blood ran cold, sensing malicious intent in her voice, “Y-yes. I was part of the kingdom’s military, so I didn’t have a choice in taking part in it.”

“I see. What about the Minotaur nation? What does the Griffon Kingdom think of them?”

“We wouldn’t dare attack the Minotaurs. While their technology is simple, a Minotaur is built to Tartarus and back. Not to mention, their cities are built like labyrinths. Any invader would be decimated the moment they set foot inside. They don’t like meddling in the affairs of others, so we simply leave them be.”

“Interesting. I can’t wait to see it for myself.”

“W-wait! You’re going to the Minotaur nation!?”

“We’re going. Tonight.” She corrected, “They might have something I want.”

The griffon flopped down on his back, “Please, I just want to go home.”

Lyra closed her eyes and sank her head into the pillow, “Then do as you’re told and you’ll get to go home eventually. Simple as that.” The griffon sighed heavily. “By the way, I hope you don’t try and run while I’m asleep. I’ll kill you if you do.”

“Why are we going to sleep during the day?”

“That’s none of your concern.” Lyra firmly stated as she closed her eyes.

The soldier allowed himself to relax somewhat. Any desires to escape were crushed with the looming threat of death. He had no doubt that the mare would have no problem catching him before he even had a chance to leave the room. There was one small detail that bothered him. Why did she feel the need to sleep during the day time. The hours droned on as he lay in bed, a careful distance away from her as he pondering the recent events.

He awoke hours later, unsure of when he had even passed out. He lazily got up, taking a cautionary glance at his bedfellow. She seemed to still be asleep. He walked over to the window and opened the blinds. Light flooded into the room, stopping just short of Lyra’s spot on the bed and left a clear path of sunlight to the door. Lyra immediately leapt off the bed, taking the blanket with her and using it to shield her body from the light.

“SHUT THE BLINDS RIGHT NOW!”

The griffon practically leapt out of his feathers, but watched the angry mare carefully. She seemed terrified of the light. He opted to stay put and do nothing.

“I SAID! SHUT THE BLINDS!”

The griffon looked out at the sun and back at the furious mare, “You can’t go out in the sunlight can you?” Lyra growled under her breath. “Aha! You can’t touch me from there!”

“I was actually going to just let you go. But now I’m gonna have a little fun with you.”

The griffon started slowly started to move in the direction of the door. Lyra’s left arm suddenly stretched out, holding the blanket and using it to shield her arm from the sunlight. She grabbed the griffon by the neck before he had a chance to react and pulled him back towards the bed. The terrified griffon started to scream. The hand on his neck strengthened it’s grip, nearly crushing his neck and completely silencing him.

“Can’t have you worrying the neighbors.”

She laid him on the bed and straddled his waist, trapping his hands between her thighs and keeping her hand on his throat. “Now, what to do.” She closed her eyes for a moment, lost in morbid thought. “Killing you isn’t a proper punishment. You deserve worse.”

Her eyes shot open as an idea came to her, “I got it!” She let go of his throat for a moment and began to stretch her arm out, snaking it around his throat once to form a loop around it but did not apply any pressure yet. Her arm extended further until her hand was close to her chest. Lyra placed her hands just under her breasts. Her fingers penetrated into her skin and went knuckle deep before she started pulling. Sounds of flesh and muscle tearing and bones cracking filled the room. Lyra eventually succeeded with her little show and ripped her chest open, revealing her internal organs. The griffon, horrified and disgusted, tried to scream again for help but was immediately silenced by the loop of arm pressing into his throat. Lyra looked up to the side and stuck her tongue out a little as she jammed her right hand inside the giant gash in her chest and started to dig further down into her abdominal region. Her eyes lit up as she found what she was looking for. Her blood stained hand emerged from her chest cavity holding a thick, pink fleshy vine-like organ.

“Sorry for the wait. Had to get a bit of my small intestine.” She said cheerfully as the gaping chest cavity started to close up and repair itself. He frantically tried to wriggle free from the naked mare but could not make her budge an inch. Lyra gripped the small severed section of her small intestine in her hand and pushed her hand against his chest, piercing the flesh and inside. The griffon could only let out a pained whine as she kept a painfully firm grip on his throat to keep him quiet. He could feel her hand inside him, moving slowly up through his chest.

“There we go” She said proudly. The hand inside him started smoothly pulling out. His skin was repaired on the way out, leaving no trace of the disturbing act that had just taken place. Lyra’s arm relaxed and retracted back to it’s normal length by her side, allowing the griffon to breathe freely. She got off his waist and laid down on the bed, pulling the blanket over herself.

“Now, close the blinds please.”

With his hands free once more, the griffon’s hands went straight for his chest. He could feel it. That piece of her intestine was inside him. It almost felt like it was moving.

“Wh-what did you do!? Why did y-RGH!” Before he could finish his sentence, he could feel the piece of intestine bunching up in his throat. His hand shot towards his neck. He could feel it. There was a small bulge forming in his neck. It was completely cutting off his airflow. He frantically leapt off the bed, hitting the floor and scrambled towards the blinds. Once the blinds were shut, he was able to breathe again. The piece of intestine moved away from his throat. Lyra rolled over to face the griffon.

“Get used to it. That piece of my intestine is inside you now. I can have it choke you or attack you from the inside whenever I please.” Lyra explained. As if to further demonstrate her control over him, he felt the intestine moving quickly through his body, towards his arm. His right arm suddenly flared up in intense pain. Her hand emerged from under the blanket, beckoning him back to the bed. “Now, come back to bed.” He obeyed and scurried back into bed with the mare. The intestine ceased squeezing the muscles in his arm. Lyra pulled the griffon soldier close and closed her eyes.

“Now, it’s time for your punishment.”

The feeling of the invader wriggling in his body started up again. His shoulder flared up in pain. The pain would hold a few minutes before intestinal invader let up only to strike again somewhere else. The griffon screamed in pain from the second assault on his insides. Lyra quickly pulled the griffon’s head between her breasts to silence him. Realizing she would need to silence him for the entire day, she thought she’d torment the griffon a little more. She pushed the griffon in further, pushing his head inside her chest. The pain and screaming continued on relentlessly throughout the day. Unfortunately for the poor soldier, not a single scream was heard from their room. His struggles only amused and pleased the minty green mare sleeping underneath him. Punching her and kneeing her lower body had no effect on her whatsoever.

The sun had finally set, allowing Lyra to step out into the world once more. She reached inside her chest and pulled the soldier’s face out. The piece of her intestine was still inside his body and still wreaking havoc on him. He had long given up on screaming. He no longer had the strength to keep doing so. He looked utterly defeated. Lyra left the poor soldier on the bed and put her jeans and shirt back on. She took the keys to the jeep and waved to him as she left the room. On her way out, she stopped by the front desk and warned the employee about the griffon soldier in her room. She knew he’d be in too much pain to leave. The piece of intestine she left in his body continued to torture for the rest of his days.

Lyra had memorized a map of the known world and knew exactly where to go. The jeep was left parked behind the hotel and was untouched. Ponies didn’t seem to use such technology. A stallion was behind the hotel, backing a mare against the wall.

“Ey chica, relax. There’s no need to be like that. I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want to show you a good time back at my place.”

“Pl-please just leave me alone.”

Lyra paused for a moment. She wanted to ignore the pair and get started on her long drive, but something in her mind was nagging at her.

The stallion flexed his right arm, his biceps bulging in front of the scared mare. “Look at that, eh? That’s pure muscle baby. And it’s all for you.”

The mare tried to sidle away, “I just want to go home.”

The stallion quickly grabbed her, pulling her close, “Uh uh, not so fast chica. You’re coming back with me, whether you like it or not.” The stallion began forcibly making out with the mare, despite her protests. “Now lemme get a good look at those tits, eh?”

Lyra approached the pair as he moved a hand up the mare’s dress.

“Hey there big boy.”

The stallion turned around, a little irritated at first, but a big goofy smile quickly grew on his lips the moment his eyes drifted down to the watermelons on her chest.

“Ay dulce Celestia!”

Lyra sashayed towards the stallion. He let the scared mare go as he continued ogling Lyra’s assets. The mare scurried off.

“I heard you had a thing for big boobs.” Lyra lifted her shirt over her breasts. She placed her hands under them and bounced them up and down a little for him. “ He grabbed her melons and started relentlessly groping them, praising them in Spaneighsh.

“Mmmmm, lemme see those big muscles of yours again.”

The stallion gave a nipple a quick suck and stood up. He kept a hand on her breast and flexed his right arm, showing off his respectable bicep.

“Oooh, so strong.” Lyra playfully cooed. She started massaging her other tit with her right hand and raised her left arm out to the side. She gave it a slow flex. Her bicep started to show. It seemed reasonable at first, then continued to grow. It bulged out to the same size as the stallion’s and continued growing. The stallion was in shock as the mare he was feeling up was putting his muscles to shame without breaking a sweat. “Maybe one day, you’ll have a fraction of the strength I have in just one of my breasts.”

The stallion’s pride was wounded. He released her breast and grabbed her by the neck. His pushed her against the wall and rested his arm between her tits. Lyra ceased her flexing and looked up at the stallion with amusement as she was shoved against the wall.

“That isn’t funny chica. You think your little unicorn magic tricks are a joke?”

Lyra chuckled at the stallion, causing him to strengthen his grip on her neck and lifting her slowly off her feet as the lack of pain and fear on her face only served to anger the stallion more.

“My horn hasn’t lit up. It’s not magic at all. It’s like I said. One of my breasts alone are stronger than you.” On queue, her breasts began squeezing his arm with great force. His grip on her neck ceased instantly and she landed back on her feet. She crossed her arms underneath her rack and looked down at the stallion as he struggled to free his arm. She relaxed her boobs and causing the him to stumble back due to his attempts at pulling away. She walked to his side and swung her chest to the side, slapping her breasts against his back and sending him flying into the hotel back wall.

“See? Easy.” The stallion rubbed his bloody nose and turned to face the green mare who was sashaying towards him for another attack, her arms still casually folder under her chest. He lunged forward, thrusting both his fists into her massive mammaries. His breasts caved in, his fists sinking in. Lyra’s stride was unbroken. She continued her sultry sway, pushing him back against the wall, his fists still stuck in her breasts. Her breasts slowly pushed back out, his fists pushing out with them despite the force he was still applying. Her legs stretched out a little, making her tall enough so her breasts were at his eye level.

The stallion could only stare at the mountain of breast that now took up his vision, “WHAT ARE Y-”

Lyra shifted slightly and pushed her chest out, shoving her nipple in the stallion’s mouth. A burst of milk shot into his mouth. He choked on the milky barrage. Lyra put a stop to the milk stream immediately and pulled her nipple from his mouth. The stallion started coughing and wheezing and unintentionally lurched forward into between her breasts as a result. He quickly found himself unable to move his head anymore. The mammaries surrounding his head began applying force to his face. Lyra extended her legs even more, lifting him off the ground as he struggled and pounded against her body. His hands rapidly switched between trying to pry her breasts apart and punching wildly at her body while his feet kicked wildly at her legs. Lyra stared down at her tits, relishing in his pointless struggles for freedom. The feeling of emasculating and toying with males. Drawing out the pain, allowing them multiple chances to attack her and watching their faces as their utter helplessness slowly sunk in. She couldn’t get enough of it.

The struggles grew weaker. His hands rested on her breasts, their efforts at tugging had weakened dramatically. She could feel his life slipping away. She leaned back and let out a long quiet moan as the stallion’s nearly lifeless body rested against hers. After another minute, she could no longer feel the beat of his heart. She finally unfolded her arms and gave one final, crushing squeeze of her breasts. A grotesque crunching emanated from her breasts. She walked back to the jeep, standing on the passenger side and relaxing her tits. The lifeless stallion dropped into the passenger side, slumping in the seat. Lyra’s legs retracted back to their normal length as she pulled her shirt back down . She hopped into the driver’s seat, turned on the jeep and drove off. As the town faded from view she glanced over at the corpse. She smiled. It was gonna be a few nights of nonstop before she would reach Istanbull. The jeep at least had spare gas tanks loaded in the back. She would be able to hide under the jeep during the day. Hours rolled by. She grabbed the stallion’s left arm and tore it off. At least she had a snack for the road.

Author's Note

It's been forever since I updated. Why? Well, it's a dumb reason. I was stuck figuring out a way to deal with the griffon soldier that satisfied me enough. Why did that take months? I get a little easily distracted by other things. Sorry about that. I also just finished this and kinda threw it out because I wanted to get an update out. Might be some stupid errors. Sorry about that too.