Chapters The Discordtity (Discord/Fluttershy)
Discord was... Bored. Bored, bored, bored. He sighed, snaking through the dark, cramped woods of the Everfree forest. Small critters skittered away from him, fearful for their lives, assumedly. Sighing, he straightened up. The moon was high in the sky, illuminating... A shy little cottage nearby. Discord grinned softly. It had been a while since he'd seen a certain good friend... And with a simple snap of his fingers, the draconequus appeared inside a certain yellow pegasus' cottage. Hidden, of course, as he wanted to make his presence a surprise.
Invisible, Discord snaked along the floor, and up the simple stairs, to see Fluttershy, wrapped up in her blankets, quietly sleeping. He stared at her form; Despite the thick blankets, her form was clear. Curvy, wide hips, and a pair of generous- No, huge breasts, their shape practically tenting her covers.
Discord licked his lips slowly. It was so rare that he saw her like this... So vulnerable. And as dark, lewd thoughts began to enter his chaotic little mind, a grin formed on his face. Maybe... It was time to give his friend a good time. With a flick of his wrists, he waved a hand, and Fluttershy's covers flew off of her. The mare shifted only ever so slightly; Despite his invisibility, Discord bowed, as if having performed a magic trick. The old tablecloth trick was a simple, but impressive favourite. Even if the tablecloth was a blanket, and it was on top of the table's contents instead of below... The tall draconequus shook his head. No sidetracking.
Grinning, he slipped into the bed; Although it would be more accurate to say he was floating just an inch above the bed, so as to avoid disturbing his anthropomorphic yellow friend. Slowly, he slid a paw up her side, earning a soft gasp from the unconscious mare. Discord licked his lips again, moving forward. The warm, yellow pegasus unconsciously pressed into him, sending a shiver up his spine. Oh yes.
Closing his eyes, the draconequus took a deep smell of the flowery mare, his paw coming to her impressive breasts. Softly licking the outside of her ear, he began to rub her assets, running his paw between them, stifling a chortle as they jiggled back into place, a gentle flick of the nipple earning a faint moan from the sleeping mare.
Discord became aware of a certain... Scent in the air. As he rubbed her breasts, his talon ran down her generous hips, softly reaching between her legs. The mare gasped again as he brushed against her damp nethers, suddenly squeezing her thighs together, forcing his talon to press harder against her. She moaned again, eyelids fluttering. Discord grinned, and moved his paw, laying it on her head. A light spell came over the mare, sending her a little deeper into her sleep.
Resisting the urge to pump his paw in excitement, Discord went back to teasing her breasts, earning another moan from the mare pressing against him. She began to shift, a small buck of her hips accidentally sending his talon a few inches inside her. Fluttershy let out a sharp moan, arching her back.
Closing his eyes, Discord growled lovingly, pressing his hips against her round rump. Oh, how he wanted to take her... But no. He shook his head. He had his limits... More or less. Discord stifled a chuckle- But was then reminded of what he was doing as he felt his talon flooded with warmth, a sudden gush of wetness reminding him that he was gently rubbing Fluttershy's nipples, in slow, but pressured circles.
He giggled to himself, and managed to pull his talon away, bringing it to her chest, eagerly beginning to play with her massive bust. She truly was the largest of the little group of friends he'd found himself a part of. He bit his lip. Maybe... Maybe he would have to change that. He thought of an old spell, from his darker days, back when he ruled everything. With a small grin, Discord's paw and talon began to glow.
Fluttershy suddenly tensed, and let out a low, long moan as her already-large breasts grew another few inches. Her nipples, already stiff, became practically rock-hard, sticking up perkily. Discord took the opportunity to gently pinch one with his talon, earning a sharp gasp from the magically-asleep mare. She bucked against him, putting a rather... Pleasing pressure on him. Biting his lip, Discord began to grind against Fluttershy, letting out a soft groan as he pinched and pulled at her breasts, his talon snaking between her legs again, only to find a lot more wetness, and a fiery heat. Grinning, he managed to snake his talon between her thick thighs, hi talon slowly beginning to slip in, and out, agonisingly slowly.
Fluttershy's breath came in ragged gasps, as she arched her back, her tongue hanging out. Discord doubled his sleeping-spell, just to make sure; He didn't want to ruin the already incredibly enjoyable time. His talon now moved rapidly, sliding in and out of the aroused mare's slit, her increased wetness only making it easier for him to go faster and faster, and deeper and deeper. As his entire talon slipped inside her, and Discord gave her a particularly harsh pinch, she screamed in pleasure; Marecum splattered all over Discord's talon, a groan escaping the male as he loomed behind Fluttershy, panting excitedly.
As Fluttershy's breathing began to stabilise, and her moans began to fade, Discord pressed closer, gently stroking her enlarged breasts.
Touches at Twilight (Ghost/Twilight)
Twilight yawned lightly, looking around the huge library she found herself in. Looking out one of the high windows, she saw the moon hanging in the sky, and smiled. It was late... But she was enjoying exploring the library in her castle, she'd been up since the crack of dawn exploring; The last time she'd been in the library, the whole debacle with the sirens had happened, and Twilight shivered lightly at the thought.
She put a hand to her mouth as another yawn escaped her. Sitting back she rested her hands on her generous chest, looking up at the ceiling. She only wore a simple, somewhat tight t-shirt, and a knee-length skirt. She wasn't wearing underwear, since she'd decided that... Today was a lazy day. Spike was off in Canterlot on some sort of official business, and the other ponies that made use of her library were being quiet off in some corner somewhere... Twilight yawned again. She'd been pulling so many all nighters lately, maybe... It was time... To sleep...
Her hands fell limply to her sides, as Twilight drifted off, into a light, relaxing sleep. She breathed slowly, perfectly at ease. If anyone were to walk past, they would simply see the sleeping princess, and move on.
However, something... Else had seen the princess fall asleep. A curious spirit. An amorous spirit. If it could giggle, it would.
From a dark, forgotten corner of the library, the book it lived inside had been disturbed more and more lately, especially since people had started using the library more and more. So it had decided to wake up, and make some mayhem.
And here was a young, pretty alicorn princess. Oh yes. The spirit crawled down from the bookcase it had perched on top of, careful not to disturb anything on the way down. Invisible it may have been, but books shifting and falling weren't ideal for remaining hidden.
Finally, it landed on the floor. If one could see it, they would see the spirit was bipedal, with long, slender arms, and soft, strong hands... Which it put to use, placing them on the princess' sides, the soft, tight fabric of her shirt barely giving from the pressure.
Twilight gasped softly in her sleep, the touch making her shift where she sat. The wooden chair she sat on was hardly ideal; The spirit was glad for that. A silent spell pinned her ankles to the chair, and her wrists to the sides of it. Even if she woke up, she wasn't going anywhere.
Slowly, the spirit moved it's hands around to her front, gently stroking her generous bust through her shirt. The unprotected mare let out a faint moan in her sleep. Stopping, the spirit let her sink back into unconsciousness. It went back to what it was doing, slowly rubbing her breasts, gently tweaking her slowly-stiffening nipples, earning a gasp from the princess.
It slowly ran it's hand down her flat, smooth stomach, the fabric of her shirt adding an extra layer of softness to the touch. Slowly, it began to pull her skirt up, up her thighs, until her slightly damp privates were revealed. Ooh, she was... Bare. A finger gently ran between her lips, earning another moan from the mare, this time bringing her closer to waking up, her eyelids fluttering. The spirit grinned evilly.
It's free hand slowly pulled her t-shirt up. It strained tightly when it reached her breasts, but when Twilight's t-shirt snapped up past the shelf of cleavage the young nerd had, her breasts bounced freely. Score, no bra to deal with. The spirit would have giggled again. The hand between her legs moved a little further down, bringing two fingers to her slit, gently teasing her with them, entering her by barely an inch, then pulling them out, earning a low moan from the princess.
It's other hand, began to excitedly rub her generous bust, kneading roughly. Her breasts bounced, and jiggled lightly, her nipples hard enough to cut glass. With a grin, the spirit sharply pinched one of her nipples, and that was when Twilight awoke, with a sharp intake of breath.
The princess looked down, at her revealed privates, and stifled a yelp. She looked up, hearing approaching footsteps.
The footsteps stopped, then the voice spoke again.
Twilight whimpered. That was close. Looking down, she whimpered.
Twilight moaned faintly, under her breath, as her breasts were rubbed again.
And with that thought, she hit her peak. Her nethers clenched around the spirit's fingers, and Twilight's dam burst, a loud, long, lewd moan escaping her as she came all over the chair beneath her, and the floor. She arched her back, even as hurried footsteps approached, panicked voices only just around the corner...
As the spirit slipped away, and climbed up it's bookcase again, it looked down, and grinned as it saw people approaching the spent, heavily aroused princess, even as she slipped back into a deep sleep. Next time... It would be a lot more public.
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Daring Do and the Sexual Spectre (Spirit/Daring Do)
Daring Do wandered through the close, cramped, humid undergrowth, her head spinning from the heat. She thought it would be warm, but this was... Ridiculous. She'd been peeling off layers all day. Letting out a faint sigh, she unbuttoned her straining top, gasping as she freed her large breasts, only contained by a simple, white cotton bra. Not including her open jacket, of course.
Reaching down, she ripped off an extra few inches from what had once been long adventurer's pants, and were now short, tight hot-pants. Luckily her pack had a change of clothes- Going back to the small town she'd gotten all her supplies in dressed like this would be rather embarrassing.
Reaching into her pack, Daring grabbed her deflated waterskin, and took a sip, gasping as the cool liquid ran down her throat, making her shiver. It was so hot, she was surprised the water hadn't evaporated yet.
However, she felt a surge of excitement as she saw, mostly hidden by branches and vines, an opening! Success, she'd found the temple she'd been searching for. Rushing toward it, she tore away the foliage in the way of the entrance, and collapsed inside, the shade rapidly cooling her body. Sighing, she rolled onto her back, placing a hand on her heaving chest, as she caught her breath.
Slowly sitting, she leant against a wall, putting her waterskin away and sealing her pack, dropping it near the entrance. She always did that; It made dodging around traps a lot easier if she didn't have it strapped to her back. And it wasn't like anyone was nearby to steal it. After a few minutes to catch her breath, she stood, her energy restored, for the time being.
With that, Daring stretched, buttoned her top over her large bust (With only a small amount of struggle), and headed into the temple.
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Deep in the exact same temple, something stirred... A sexual spirit, dormant for centuries. The temple it resided in had been built specifically for it... And designed to wake the spirit in the event that an intruder broke in. It let out a low, aroused growl, and climbed off of it's pedestal. Licking it's lips, the long, slender creature vanished into thin air, completely invisible as it sniffed out the intruder.
Female. Perfect. It began moving rapidly through dark, forgotten hallways, charging toward the scent at high speed. It had been so long.
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Daring, meanwhile, had lit a torch, and was slowly moving through the silent hallways. She had thought she'd heard something moving nearby, but after a few seconds of listening, it had gone silent. Sighing, she continued forward. There hadn't been any traps so far, that was weird-
*Click!*
Daring barely had time to curse her luck as the floor gave way beneath her, and she fell, cursing loudly. Before she could open her wings, and stop her fall, it was stopped for her. She landed on what felt like a thick net, of spongey, wet rope. She grunted, and tried to pull away, but found herself stuck. Blinking, she looked up as best she could, and saw her torch, barely balancing on the edge of the pit she was in.
... typical.She grunted, and was about to start flapping her wings, and try to disturb the torch, when she felt a gentle, but strong pressure at the base them. She let out a faint moan, her eyes widening as what felt like two hands began to run along the top of each wing. Unable to flap them due to how hard they were growing, Daring was stuck, weakly squirming against the wet vines she was resting on. The hands slowly moved down her wings, back to the base, rubbing the sensitive spot just there.
A lewd gasp escaped her as the vines began to move. Wetting her fur gentle, the vines wrapped around her wrists and ankles, before pulling taught. Daring gasped as she was forced into a spread-eagle position, moaning as the phantom hands began to run around her sides, to her large breasts. A simple flick broke the button keeping her straining top shut. It burst open, freeing her bust.
Daring groaned as the hands immediately began groping her, cupping and rubbing, stroking and pinching her huge breasts. Her eyes rolled, the stimulation driving her wild. One of the phantom hands ran along her back, and another flick sent her bra snapping off, falling into the abyss below her.
Her breasts now free in the chilly air, Daring groaned, her nipples stiffening, both from arousal, and the chill. The spirit taunting her began pinching them, and flicking them, making Daring moan sharply, drooling softly. She bucked her hips weakly, panting heavily, as the hands slowly ran down her flat, toned stomach, and began unbuttoning her shorts. Too aroused to care, Daring bucked her hips, begging incoherently for more. As the vines tightened around her arms and legs, she let out a gasp, bucking her hips. Her shorts were knocked loose, opening and showing her white panties underneath. The spirit, not seeing an easy way to get them off, decided to just rip the shorts away, smirking to itself as the shorts disappeared into the abyss below.
Her panties followed soon after, the spirit snapping them off, earning a groan from Daring as she was left naked, and panting, suspended by wet tendrils with a horny spirit teasing her.
Damn, this needed to stop happening.
Daring closed her eyes, gently biting her lip as the spirit began to tease her wet nethers. She groaned, bucking her hips.
With a scream, she came, her clear girl-cum splattering all over the invisible figure between her legs. Daring moaned weakly, and went limp, too spent to move. Her eyes closed, and she felt like she would pass out where she hung.
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Feeling she was sufficiently punished, the spirit giggled, and decided to let the girl go... Surely another would be coming soon enough.
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Daring sighed happily, barely feeling herself being raised up by the vines, and dropped onto the cool temple floor above.
What felt like hours later, Daring regained her senses, realising she was at the entrance to the temple. Sighing, she sat up, yawning widely, and looking at her pack... Which was significantly lighter than it had been when she entered. Panicking, she rifled inside, and only found one set of clothes; The tight shirt, and short shorts. She groaned, cursing loudly, as she planned a long, embarrassing trip back home...
Paranormal Lesbitivity (Ghost/Lyra/Bon-Bon)
Lyra sighed, staring at the small, single bed she was to share with her room-mate tonight. It was a tiny, cramped thing to share with Bon-Bon... Ugh. She shuddered faintly. Just perfect.
Her current bed had broken after a particularly rowdy case of jumping on the bed.
... or at least, that's how Lyra had explained it to Bon-Bon. If she'd known the stallion Lyra had had over that night was good enough to collapse a bed, well, she'd probably tell Lyra to stop bringing him over. Not that Lyra cared that much... as Bon-Bon stepped into the room out of the bathroom, only wearing a shirt and underwear, Lyra bit her lip. Damn, that mare was cute. And she had breasts a mare could suffocate in.
Lyra herself wore the same; It was a warm night, and pyjama pants would just be uncomfortable. Lyra smiled at her roommate.
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Bon-Bon sighed happily as Lyra sat down on the bed, giving her a cute view of the unicorn's nice butt. She had a butt you could die under. In truth, she was happy Lyra had broken her bed. A chance to get close to her friend, even platonically... She blushed as Lyra laid down, sighing faintly. Bon-Bon slipped onto the bed as well, scooching close to her friend.
She pressed close to her friend, sighing happily. As Lyra gasped at the touch, Bon-Bon blushed.
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The mares were both blushing as they squeezed close on the bed, every touch, every graze making them shiver. And a curious, helpful spirit was watching, amused at the discomfort of the two. It slowly slid along the floor toward them, invisible. Slowly, unable to be seen, or felt, it slipped onto the bed, gently levitating above the two. Slowly, it reached down, toward the unicorn...
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Lyra's eyes widened as she felt a soft hand run down her side. She closed them suddenly, faking sleep, a mumbled moan escaping her. Bon-Bon shifted behind her... And suddenly, a hand was on her belly, slowly running up, disturbing her shirt. She moaned again.
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Bon-Bon bit her lip as she heard Lyra moan her name, and decided to take a risk. Even if she was just dreaming... Lyra had been grinding against her for ages now. She slowly slid her hand under Lyra's underside, and began stroking her stomach softly. Leaning in, biting her lip, she gently kissed Lyra's neck, before pulling away, and rolling over, facing the other direction, blushing hotly.
However, that was when Lyra turned around, and pressed close.
Suddenly turning in her friend's grasp, Bon-Bon faced Lyra, and pulled her into a deep, loving kiss.
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Levitating above the two, the spirit giggled softly as they began undressing one another... It's job was done... But it would hang around for a few days; Keep an eye on the two, make sure their relationship was going well. As it slipped under the bed to wait, it didn't notice, in the corner, Lyra's computer, a small, red light on next to the webcam...
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"YOU were the one who started it, Bon!" Lyra laughed, as she held her yellow friend close. It had been a few days since their midnight rendezvous, and they'd decided to scrap the single beds and get a big, comfy queen sized bed to share. Every night had been full of passion, and the two had been wearing less and less, until even during the day, if they weren't going to be going out, they wore nothing but their pyjamas.
Bon-Bon, who was the small spoon as the two laid in bed, shook her head.
"What?" The yellow mare blinked, looking at Lyra's laptop. Her paranoid friend kept it recording every night, in case they were visited by aliens, or someone broke in. She groaned.
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As the spirit watched them open the surveillance from that night, it panicked. It wasn't supposed to be seen, this was bad. As the two began to watch, it slipped down onto the bed, and pressed against Lyra, earning a surprised gasp from the mare, which Bon-Bon assumed was due to the security footage. It showed Lyra's shirt raising... All by itself.
"It WAS aliens!" Bon-Bon teased, not noticing Lyra's discomfort as hands slowly began to roam along Lyra's body, earning surprised moans from her. Turning, Bon-Bon's eyes widened as she saw Lyra's clothes being disturbed by themselves... When suddenly a hand began to stroke, and rub her breasts. She moaned loudly, and began to buck her hips, holding Lyra close.
Relieved, it decided to give the mares a secondary reward... To make up for them losing their recording device.
Pulling away, it took stock of the situation, ,the two mares laying on their backs, breathing heavily. Grinning, it descended, and began to gently stroke Bon-Bon's huge breasts, the yellow mare moaning excitedly at the touch. Slowly stroking down her body, the spirit found itself between her legs, pulling her panties down. It reached over, doing the same for Lyra, before beginning to gently rub their nethers. The two mares, confused and aroused, simply let it happen, arching their backs, moaning in unison. They shuffled closer together, and kissed deeply, Lyra reaching over to grope Bon-Bon's breasts, breathing heavily as Bon-Bon rubbed her neck.
The spirit, meanwhile, leant between Lyra's legs, as it's fingers slipped inside Bon-Bon, earning a cry from the yellow earth pony. It giggled deviously to itself as it pressed against Lyra's slit, and began to lick. A strong shudder from the unicorn told the spirit it was doing a good job, and it continued, it's tongue slowly slipping deep inside the mare. She groaned, and bucked her hips, drooling softly as Bon-Bon got more comfortable, laying on top of her aroused friend, kissing her more passionately. the spirit continued to drive it's fingers inside the earth pony, giggling faintly.
The two moaned, and squirmed against each other as the ghost molested them, growing louder and louder, bucking their hips harder and harder.
With a scream from both, they came, wetting the sheets beneath them as the spirit pulled away, watching deviously. The two collapsed on top of each other, panting heavily, looking into each other's eyes, as they kissed once more, before slipping into unconsciousness, snoring softly as they laid on top of each other.
The spirit giggled faintly... That was fun. It silently slipped under the bed again... Maybe it could spend a few more days keeping an eye on the two.
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Crystal Filling (Spirit/Cadance/Shining Armour)
Cadance sighed as she collapsed into her bed, groaning quietly. Flurry had been keeping her up for several nights, but tonight, Shining was looking after her. So she could finally, finally get a good night's sleep. She groaned quietly, squirming a little where she lay. She was wearing a simple nightie, her large bust squeezed into it, and her huggable ass covered by a pair of pink panties, with bows on them. Normally she'd be wearing this to allure Shining... But tonight it was just the first thing she'd found that was comfortable.
Rolling onto her front, Cadance hugged a pillow close to her chest, groaning. She was too tired to pull the covers over herself, simply letting herself relax in the position she'd found herself in.
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However, something else was enjoying the position she was in... Showing off a nice, round rump... Unfortunately covered by pink panties. The Something Else was an invisible spirit, long dwelling beneath the Crystal Palace since the reign of Sombra. However, recently things had felt a lot... Lighter up above. And so it had been roaming the halls, and come across... This. It giggled, and slid along the floor.
If you could see it, you would see it was a tall, muscled stallion, naked as the day it was born. Between it's legs was a long, semi-stiff cock, which was only getting harder as it slipped onto the bed, being careful with it's movements so as not to startle the mare relaxing on it.
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Cadance smiled faintly as she felt her husband climb onto the bed... She sighed.
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The spirit hesitated. She was speaking... Oooh. A case of mistaken identity. This could work.
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Cadance was about to turn to question her husband again when he slipped onto her back, pinning her down with his weight. She giggled.
She sighed happily as the gentle pressure was applied, soothing her tension, slowly.
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The spirit silenced the mare beneath him with a hand, frowning as he pulled her back, pressing it's thick shaft against her. The mare was already wet. Good. That would make it easier. Slowly, it moved it's hips forward, it's cock slowly slipping inside the mare, stretching her lightly. She moaned loudly, arching her back. Luckily, the sound was muffled.
Seeing an opportunity, it's free hand slipped up her stomach, and began to grope her breasts. Roughly massaging her chest, the mare moaned as the spirit began to buck it's hips, growling as it got onto it's knees, gaining height and perking the mare's ass up. She closed her eyes again, drooling in pleasure as she was fucked.
The spirit took it's hand away from her mouth, and sharply spanked her round ass, earning a yelp from the pink mare.
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Shining walked down the bright hallway toward his and Cadance's bedroom, yawning tiredly. Flurry had finally agreed to sleep, leaving him and Cadance the night to...
"Oh, Shiney!" Cadance's voice echoed down the hall.
The stallion smirked, and narrowed his eyes. My my, Cadance. He slipped toward the door into their room, and glanced inside, his eyes widening at the sight. Cadance, on her hands and knees, her ass in the air. Her marehood looked as though something was slamming in and out of it; The slight shimmer around her hips told him all he needed to know.
"Honey, I have the best idea... Keep the spell up." Shining chuckled, stepping inside as he undressed.
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"Honey, I have the best idea... Keep the spell up." Came Shining's voice, from the door. The stallion hilted inside Cadance suddenly halted, the mare's eyes widening as she felt the real Shining climb onto the bed.
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The spirit smirked as the mare's husband climbed onto the bed. He had no idea... Thought she was doing this to herself. It would have laughed if it could, as it began thrusting inside her, silencing the pink mare before she could explain.
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Cadance's mouth wide open, she was unable to stop as Shining got onto his knees in front of her. His cock filled her vision, and as a strangled moan escaped Cadance, his cock was pressed into her mouth, as he reached down, beginning to stroke, and rub her breasts. Cadance panted loudly, too aroused to pull away as she began to suck her husband's cock, closing her eyes. Shakily, she began bucking backwards against the invisible intruder. He obviously wasn't hurting her... And as the alicorn of love, why not enjoy all the... love?
She moaned as the stallion behind her spanked her again, Shining chuckling.
Meanwhile, the stallion behind her was growing more and more feverish, and excited, while Shining began to thrust harder as well, shaking Cadance around. Her breasts were being roughly mauled from both sides as well, and as Shining ran a finger down her horn, the pink mare cried out, and orgasmed, splattering girl-cum all over the bed behind her.
At the same time, Shining groaned, and stopped, as Cadance felt her mouth filled with his thick, creamy spunk. The spirit behind her stopped as well, and she felt it's thick cock twitch inside her, filling her with warm cum. Her belly swelled slightly from the sheer amount of it, a long, drawn out moan escaping Cadance as she felt both intruders pull out. She collapsed, and almost immediately passed out; The last thing she felt was Shining holding her close, stroking her mane.
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The spirit slipped away, giggling to itself as it watched the two... The stallion, completely oblivious, and the mare, fucked silly. That... was fun. And as it heard the stallion talking about "tomorrow night" to the sleepy mare, it knew this was going to be a very, very fun place from now on.
