Finding Warmth in All the Cold Places

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Day 27
Day 28
Day 34

Day 27

Finding Warmth in All the Cold Places
OR
To Cum in a Blue Moon

“This is a load of rotten mangos,” Blue Moon grumbled under her breath. “‘You’re not being punished, Bluie. The Guard needs somepony up there, and you’re the perfect mare for the job! This isn’t a demotion; it’s a promotion!’. Promotion my frozen flank. How stupid do they think I am?” Muttering and growling, she pulled the blankets tighter around her body, trying to keep in as much heat as possible.

Outside, the blizzard continued unabated.

It had been raging for two weeks now yet showed no signs of stopping. Of course that was just the norm up in the Frozen North. Blue Moon had been stationed there for almost a month, and so far that was the only thing she had seen: snow, snow, and more snow. It’d been snowing nearly nonstop since she arrived. The only reason she wasn’t worried about getting snowed in was the outpost she was in was a tower-like structure. Standing over one-hundred feet high, it had two entrances: one at ground level—which was currently inaccessible due to the snowdrifts—and one on the roof, which—seeing as she was a batpony and thus had wings—was the one she used.

The living quarters were in the upper part of the tower, and were made up of one large circular room. Windows ran all around the circumference of the room, allowing Blue Moon an uninterrupted view of the massive field of snow around her. That’s all there was too: snow. And a few mountains in the background, but those were only visible if it wasn’t snowing. Which it never was.

Other than looking out the windows, there wasn’t much else to do. The place was stocked fairly well; Blue Moon wouldn’t need to worry about supplies for at least a few more months. There were some bookshelves, but she had never been big on reading. So, much to her annoyance, Blue was forced to sit on the couch in the center of the room, and watch the falling snow all day.

It was also cold inside the watchtower. Not as bad as it was outside. In fact any other pony would have been fine. For a batpony however, and their bare, leathery wings, it was very uncomfortable. Thus why Blue Moon was currently buried under several layers of blankets.

And yet she was still cold. Her wings felt like sheets of ice. There were of course specially designed wing-covers she could buy to help keep her wings warm. She had almost picked some up at the supply store when she first arrived, but upon catching sight of what they looked like, she balked at the idea. The wing-covers looked like giant fuzzy mittens.

The mare behind the counter had said that they’d make Blue look absolutely adorable.

The mare behind the counter was clearly not familiar with batpony pride.

She refused to buy the covers; she wouldn’t give her higher ups the satisfaction of humiliating her further.

“I swear, sleep with one stallion and everypony acts like you killed somepony,” Blue Moon huffed. “How was I supposed to know the Captain had a crush on him? Besides, she didn’t need to get so butthurt about it; it was only a one-night stand.” She shifted about in the blankets, only to wince as her flank touched a wet spot. She blushed, her ears splaying backwards.

The cold wasn’t the only problem she had at the moment.

Blue Moon had gone into heat earlier in the week.

It was a bad combination to be sure. Stuck in a one-room living space with nothing to do, alone, and in heat. She was going stir crazy. Blue Moon was slowly losing her mind! The only thing that kept her sane was the fact she had to go outside once a day to a small cage-like structure (ironically called ‘the Cage’) in a hollow a few meters from the tower, where she had to observe and record the readings on several different gauges. What she was watching for, she had no idea cause when she had asked Princess Luna, she had gotten a horse apple answer. ‘You are on the watch for any strange, magical events, like an entire empire made of crystal appearing out of thin air’. If they didn’t want to tell her the truth that was fine, but they didn’t need to make up stories like that.

Blue Moon shifted about again, trying to find a more comfortable position. With the fire currently between her legs though, that was an impossible thing.

Giving up on getting comfortable, she glanced over at the clock on the wall. Upon seeing that it was almost time for her daily checking of the gauges, she sighed heavily.

“Well, on the bright side, a trip outside should help cool my heat,” she grumbled, “even if I do freeze to death in the process.” Reluctantly, she threw back the blankets. Immediately a wave of cool air washed over her body at the same time an overpowering scent of fertility and desire slammed into her nostrils—all the pheromones that had been trapped within the folds of the blankets escaping at once. Blue Moon’s blush darkened even as she became lightheaded.

“Probably help to blow the stink off me as well,” she said dazedly. Staggering to her hooves, she stumbled her way over towards a group of lockers near the main hatch entrance. Unceremoniously throwing one upon, she began to don the winter gear within. The gear was bulky and white, with black faux fur in the hood and sleeves. Four long snow boots were present as well, the tops of which reached her upper thighs.

As Blue Moon pulled the gear on, she made sure to keep her wings tucked inside the coat. Buckling herself up, she took a moment to glance at her reflection in the mirror that was taped to the inside of the locker’s door. The face that stared back at her was not a relaxed one.

Her light gray coat was a darker shade than normal at the moment due to how much her estrus was making her sweat. There were bags under her bright blue eyes, although they were more from stress than from lack of sleep. Her short cyan mane was in a tangled mess, but she refused to do anything with it, seeing as the wind outside would just mess it up again.

Giving her disheveled appearance one last look, Blue Moon slipped on a pair of tinted goggles, pulled her hood up over her head, and closed the locker. With that, she turned and proceeded through the exit to the outside.

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The wind tore at Blue Moon’s mane as she emerged from the hatchway. The snow was coming down sideways and was nearly blinding. If it wasn’t for her goggles, she probably would be unable to see anything but her muzzle in front of her.

Quickly closing the hatch, she braced herself before slowly making her way across the roof to a ladder that ran down the side of the tower. Normally she’d just fly to the ground, but with the wind as strong as it was, that wasn’t going to happen. Plus, there was no way she was exposing her wings to the cold.

The journey down the ladder was slow, as Blue Moon made sure that she had a secure grip on each rung before descending further. The last thing she wanted was to be pulled off the tower by a rogue gust of wind. Even when she was safely on the hardened snow that made up the ground she couldn’t relax, having to lean into the wind to stop herself from toppling over.

Fighting each step of the way, the batpony made her way across the snowfield towards the Cage. Luckily, the journey got easier as she got closer, as the small building sat in a hollow basin, and as such the snow drifts hadn’t piled up around it yet. Reaching the iron door, Blue Moon forced her way inside before slamming the door shut behind her.

Instantly the wind died, and the cold got a little more bearable.

The Cage was a small structure, only five feet high, five feet wide, and five feet tall; one-hundred and twenty-five cubic feet of space. The walls were made of tinted plexiglass with a gap that ran around the Cage at roughly chest height. The interior was bare save for the gauges she was supposed to read. They rested along the right-hand wall on a small circuit breaker-looking box. A small enchanted gem rested in the ceiling, radiating a small amount of heat. Not enough to be comfortable, but just enough that Blue wasn’t freezing her teats off while she was conducting her business.

Giving herself a shake to dislodge the snow that had accompanied her in, Blue Moon made her way over to the gauges. She peered closely at the dials before marking the readings down in a small notebook hanging next to the gauges’ box.

“No major changes in the readings,” she muttered as she wrote. “Slight increase to the latent arcane field, but nothing to suggest outside influence. The ley lines appear to be normal as well, although I can’t really tell because I’m not a bucking unicorn! This is a load of rotten mangos!” Blue shout as she threw the pencil against the wall, sending it clattering across the floor. Her face contorted in both annoyance and pleasure as she felt herself wink against the fabric of the winter gear.

Sitting down—and trying to ignore the further stroking of the suit—Blue Moon rubbed at her eyes.

“This bucking heat,” she muttered under her breath. “Why is it so bad? At this rate, I’m gonna go mad before the week is out. I need some way of taking care of it that’s not my hoof. A stallion, a toy… anything!” Pulling her head back, she threw her hooves up and stared at the ceiling. “You hear that Luna? Anything! Anything to take care of this motherbucking heat!” She was silent for several seconds, but no answer came.

“Figures,” she huffed, lowering her hooves. “When I need you, you aren’t there…” She trailed off, staring wide-eyed at the thing currently standing outside of the Cage.

Standing on its hind legs, the creature was almost as tall as the Cage. Its body was covered in a thick, shaggy coat of white hair, though there was a crest of black fur on top of its head. It had long arms which hung down to nearly the ground, and each appendage ended in four stubby fingers. Three beady eyes stared at her through the tinted glass, a look of curiosity clear in them.

Blue Moon stared back up at it, her mouth agape.

“A yeti?” she breathed. “A yeti… out here? Where the buck did you come from?” Her voice rose slightly as she addressed the creature. “I’ve been out here for a month and haven’t seen any other forms of life. Where have you been hiding?”

The yeti said nothing, but reached one of its long arms up and tapped on top of the Cage curiously. Blue wasn’t too worried about it though. While it was true they looked intimidating, yetis were generally gentle creatures during the rare moments they came in contact with ponies.

Placing its paws on top of the Cage, the yeti began to shuffle around the structure slowly, examining it. Blue Moon watched it, a small smile touching her lips at its inquisitive behavior. The yeti suddenly leaned against the Cage, and a flash of red caught Blue’s attention. She glanced down, only for her eyes to widen and her smile to vanish.

The yeti’s hips were at that same height as the gape that ran around the cage, and as such, when it pushed up against the plexiglass, Blue got a good look at the creature’s crotch. It became rather apparent that it was, in fact, a male yeti.

Blue stared at the tip of red flesh that was poking through the white fur, her mind racing. When she had asked Luna for a way to cool her heat, this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. On the other hoof though, she needed relief and she needed it now.

‘Am I really going to do this?’ She thought. ‘I mean, it is a male… but it’s not exactly a stallion either.’ Chewing on her bottom lip, she continued to stare at the teasing piece of flesh even as the yeti shambled around the Cage.

“I can’t actually be considering this,” Blue muttered, shaking her head. “I mean, it’s a wild animal and—” Her clit winked again, pushing against the rough fabric and sending an electric shock down her spine. “—and I am done talking about this. Come ‘ere, you,” she growled, starting towards the creature.

The yeti paused as it watched her approach, it’s head tilting slightly in confusion. Since it still had its midsection pressed against the plexiglass, it was very easy for Blue to reach a hoof up and being to feel around through its thick fur. This in turn cause the yeti to let out a startled grunt, and it immediately started to back away.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Blue growled, latching onto the yeti’s fur. A few more seconds of rummaging and her hoof bumped into a pair of warm testicles. “Yes! Come to mama!” Leaning forward, she pressed her muzzle against the ballsack and inhaled deeply. A thick, musky scent invaded her nostrils, and she felt her legs go weak. “O-o-o-oooh… that’s the stuff.”

At the sudden unexpected contact, the yeti froze. No longer trying to get away, it leaned against the plexiglass, which in turn gave Blue Moon more room to work with.

Cupping one of the grapefruit-sized balls in a hoof, Blue licked her lips before leaning forward and giving the hairless skin a long, slow lick. The taste caused her to shiver, and she felt her marehood quiver in excitement. She swirled her tongue around the orb once before shifting over to the other testicle. Popping it in her mouth as best she could, she suckled on the flesh. This caused the yeti to groan, and it thrust its hips against the plexiglass harder. Something warm and fleshy bounced off Blue’s forehead and, pulling back, she found herself face-to-face with a penis.

Or rather, two penises.

Blue stared at the twin spires of flesh in awe. “Sweet Luna. You… you have two? But… I thought that dragons were the only…” Trailing off, she swallowed the buildup of saliva in her mouth before beginning to examine the members. The shafts were both a good eight inches in length, leading up to a bulbous head. The flesh was dark red with purple veins running across the surface. Tiny spines covered the lower halves, but upon brushing them with her hoof, Blue Moon found that they were spongy in texture and gave rather easily.

Gaze darting back and forth between the two shafts, Blue Moon swallowed thickly before leaning forward and dragging her tongue up the left one. Much like the testicles, the taste was strong, and Blue felt her mind go hazy at the musky flavor. Giving it another lick, she began to lap at the tip, all while slowly stroking the other member with a hoof.

The yeti groaned again, clinging to the edge of the Cage as it thrust its hips.

Blue smiled to herself as she continued to assault the left member’s head with licks and suckles. With her right hoof occupied with the hoofjob, she used her left one to unzip her coat. With that complete, she kicked off her snow boot, tossing it off to the side. Reaching in the suit, she pushed her hoof down between her legs. The suit’s interior was soaked with her juices, and her heated scent wafted up from the opening. Beginning to ground her hoof into her sopping marehood, she took a deep breath before wrapping her lips around the tip of the member. Slowly, she pushed herself down the length, taking the shaft into her mouth inch by inch.

The bulbous head slid against her tongue as she sucked, filling her mouth with its musky flavor. When it reached the back of her throat, she paused for a second before pulling back until just the tip remained. She then began to bob her head, jerking off the other member with one hoof and furiously clopping herself with the other.

This continued for about a minute. Blue Moon could feel a familiar, wonderful pressure building between her legs as she worked her hoof against her clit. The yeti grunted and groaned, trying desperately to thrust its member deeper into the batpony’s maw. With almost no warning, the bulbous head began to swell slightly.

Eyes widening in realization, Blue gave the member in her mouth one last hard suck before pulling herself off of it. Maneuvering the twin shafts about with just her right hoof, she managed to get both heads in her mouth at once. Her tongue swirled around the leaking tips as she worked herself over harder.

The yeti gave one final hump before throwing its head back and letting out a howl. The twin heads twitched before unleashing a torrent of cum into Blue’s waiting maw. It had an earthy, almost almond taste to it, and Blue gulped down the thick liquid as best she could, but the volume was more than she had been expecting. Her cheeks swelled with the yeti’s hot essence until it trickled out around the edges of her lips.

It was all too much for the batpony, and she shuddered before tensing as her own orgasm washed over her. Squeezing her hoof hard between her hind legs, the poor mare went cross eyed as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her body. Warm liquid gushed from her marehood, soaking the interior of the survival suit even more. She groaned around the twin cockheads in her mouth, sending more cum dribbling down her chin.

The yeti stopped howling as it released the last of it seed in several short spurts. Panting heavily, it pulled away from the plexiglass, pulling its members from Blue’s mouth in the process. The red spires disappeared back into the white fur, and the yeti turned and trundled away into the blizzard.

Coming down from her climax, Blue Moon collapsed onto her back. She stared up at the ceiling in a daze, her muzzle and chin covered in warm ropes of cum. Her left hoof was soaked with her own juices, as was her winter gear. The smell of heat and sex filled the small building.

The batpony laid there for several minutes, basking in her afterglow, until suddenly her eyes flew open and she sat upright. “Buck!” She had totally forgotten to screw the damn yeti, and had instead simply clopped off. That wasn’t going to help her heat; if anything, it was going to make it worse. Not only that, but now her heated scent was even more potent than when she had left the tower.

Grumbling to herself, she clambered to her hooves and zipped up her survival suit. Thankfully, the suit was insulated enough that the outside was still dry, even though the interior was a sticky, wet mess. Walking bow-legged, Blue made her way towards the exit, all while muttering darkly under her breath.

It was going to be a long night.

Day 28

Stepping into the Cage, Blue kicked the door shut with a back hoof. Her mane was a horrid mess, and her cat-like eyes were bloodshot. She had spent most of the night tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. It probably hadn’t helped that she had clopped herself off several times as well, but she needed relief, even if it was only temporary.

She stood in front of the door for a while, staring into the distance as an ear twitched against her head. Eventually, she made her way over to the gauges and began to jot down the readings. Again, much to her annoyance, there was no change in any of the numbers.

Finishing with her recording, she tossed the pencil back on the floor before turning to leave. She froze though as a soft tapping noise came from the behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, her eyes widened in surprise.

The yeti was back.

It stood there on the outside of the Cage, tapping gently on the plexiglass. It was definitely the same yeti as before, as it had that strange crest of black fur on top of its head. All three of its eyes were locked on her, and they had an almost eager glint in them.

Blue Moon stared at it for a moment before a large grin spread across her face.

“Oh, am I glad to see you again,” she said. A flash of red caught her attention and she glanced down. Already the yeti’s members were beginning to peek through its fur. Blue’s smile turned lecherous. “And from the looks of it, you’re happy to see me again too.” She crossed the room, her tail twitching and flagging as she went. Arousal was already dripping down her inner thigh, and she felt herself wink.

The yeti pressed itself up against the wall, its crotch level with the gape. As she approached, the twin member emerged fully, the red flesh glinting in the soft light.

“I like the way you think,” Blue purred. Reaching up, she unzipped her survival suit and, with a shimmy of her hips, slipped out of it. The instant her wings were free, she stretched, flexing and flaring her fingers wide. It might have been chilly inside the Cage, but the fire in between her legs was slowly spreading to the rest of her body, keeping her warm enough. Kicking the survival suit aside, she removed her tinted goggles as well. She left her scarf on though, as well as her snow boots—the feeling of the tops of the boots hugging her thighs only served to heighten her arousal.

Turning around, she flicked her tail up over her back and present herself to the yeti. “Like what ya see?”

Her answer came in the form of the yeti humping weakly against the plexiglass.

Blue smirked. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.” Heart pounding in her ears, she slowly backed up. Grabbing one of the members with her wing’s fingertips, she lined it up with her dripping marehood. A gasp escaped her as the bulbous head brushed against her lips. By Luna’s teats, she need this. Taking a deep breath, she adjusted herself before slowly pushing back.

The yeti snorted as the head of its member slid inside Blue’s heated confines.

Closing her eyes, Blue moaned loudly. The bulbous tip was larger than she anticipated, and the feeling of it spreading her folds was both painful and wonderful at the same time. It was hot too, much hotter than a pony. She could feel the source of the heat slowly moving deeper as she continued to push more and more of it into her.

She let out a surprised nicker when she reached the spines on the lower half of the member, but the noise quickly turned into a long, mewling moan as the tiny barbs tugged and pulled at her inner walls. Oh, this was going to be an amazing.

All too soon, Blue found herself pressed up against the plexiglass wall. Her flank stuck partway out of the gape, and she could feel the yeti’s fur against her rump. It was incredibly warm, and the long hairs tickled slightly as they brushed over her coat. The yeti’s member was buried deep within her marehood, and the second one was sandwiched between the cheeks of her rump. Moaning happily, she gave her flank a good wiggle, enjoying the full, warm feeling that was emanating through her.

After a minute or so, she began to move. Shifting forward, she slowly pulled herself off of the yeti’s length until only the head was inside. She then took a deep breath before backing up again, pushing the cock deep into her depths. The barbs tugged and tickled her inner walls, causing her clit to wink furiously. To add to the sensation, the second member brushed and rubbed against her pucker with each movement.

Gradually, she worked up a rhythm: exhale, pull off; inhale, push in. She moved at a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of finally having something in her marehood.

However, she apparently was going too slow for the yeti’s liking.

On one of her backwards thrusts, it grabbed a hold of Blue’s flank through the gap.

“Hey, what are you—” Blue began, glancing over her shoulder in confusion, but she was unable to finish the question. Her words turned into a string of an unintelligible sounds and grunts as the yeti suddenly pushed forward, burying a few more inches of its member inside her. “Ho-ly Luna…”

From then on the yeti was in charge, and that was perfectly okay with Blue. It rutted her with quick, erratic strokes, trying to shove as much of its member as possible into her convulsing folds. It grunted and groaned, its hips grinding against her clit with each thrust, sending flashes of pleasure rocketing through her.

Blue was a gibberish mess of a mare. Her eyes were rolled back into her head, and there was a large, dopey smile on her face. Her tongue hung the side of her mouth, strings of saliva dripping down to the floor. Every time the yeti’s cock bottomed out inside her, a high pitch squeak escaped her lips. The heat, the fullness, and the barbs all worked away at her senses, increasing her pleasure and driving her mad. She could easily get addicted to this, if she wasn’t already.

Unlike yesterday, the yeti showed no signs of finishing after only a few moments. Seconds turned into minutes as it continued to hump away, driving its hips into the plexiglass wall (and in turn, into Blue).

One particularly rough thrust caused Blue yelped as pain suddenly erupted from her tailhole. Along with the pain, the feeling of fullness grew to an almost unbearable amount. Behind her, the yeti howled loudly before quickening its already frantic pace. It took Blue a few seconds to realize what had happened, but when she did, her vaginal muscles clenched hard as she squealed.

The yeti’s second member had just penetrated her pucker.

The thought of being double penetrated proved too much for the batpony, and she immediately climaxed. Her forelegs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground, with the only thing keeping her flank in the air being the yeti’s grip on it, as well as the two members still pistoning inside her. The muscles in both her marehood and tailhole convulsed and flexed, squeezing down upon the large intruders. A wave of marecum washed down her thighs and boots, soaking the floor beneath her.

Unperturbed by the twitching, writhing mare, the yeti continued to pound away.

For a good five minutes they continued like that: the yeti thrusting and panting like a steam engine while Blue Moon just lay there, unable to do anything else but moan in delight with her jaw agape and eyes rolled back in her skull. A pool of drool had formed around her head, and it was growing bigger by the second. Waves of pleasure rushed through her body, turning all thought to mush. Then, all of sudden the yeti let out a long howl. Digging its fingers into her flank, it pulled her back against the wall as its hips quickened their intensity.

Sensing the end was coming, Blue began to squirm, her legs bucking weakly and her wings quivering in perverted anticipation of what was about to happen. Giving one final thrust, the yeti slammed itself into Blue’s confines, its cocks flexing and jumping as it released wave after wave of scalding cum into her depths. She opened her mouth in a silent scream of ecstasy when she felt the bulbous heads swell deep within her guts as they painted her insides white.

The yeti continued to give short, fast jerks of its hips as it filled her with its seed. For what felt like an eternity its members continued to spew globs of thick semen deep into Blue’s intestines and womb. Slowly, the flow began to cease as the yeti’s testicles finally ran dry. By then though Blue’s insides were full to the brim with the yeti’s hot essence, and her belly was visibly swollen.

With a groan, the yeti began to tug its members free from the batpony, and Blue’s back arched as she felt the bloated heads being dragged against the inner walls of both her marehood and tailhole. With a squelching noise, the yeti’s cocks popped out of the nearly catatonic mare. It released its hold on her flank, and the batpony immediately collapsed to the floor in a puddle of arousal and drool.

Blue Moon was a mess. Yeti cum—mixed with her own juices—spilled from both her holes and dribbled down her thighs, where it began to pool about her flank. She gasped for breath, tongue lolling from her mouth as she panted heavily. Her eyes were glazed over as she continued to drift through a haze of bliss.

The yeti groaned as its members retreated back into its fur. Having got what it came for, it gave itself a good shake before turning and wandering off into the snowstorm.

It would be several minutes before Blue Moon began to move again, and even several more before she shakily got to her hooves, only to have a torrential waterfall of cum flow from her abused holes. Her rump was sore, but that was fine with her. The thrice damned itch was finally scratched.

Not bothering to even attempt to clean herself up, Blue pulled her snow gear on again and left. It was difficult climbing back up the tower’s ladder, as her hind legs felt like they were made of rubber. When she finally did get back inside, she didn’t even bother putting her winter gear back inside the locker. She just tossed it on the floor before crawling her way to the bathroom.

She fell asleep in the shower, incredibly sore, yet incredibly satisfied.

Day 34

It was a glorious day for Blue Moon. Not only had her estrus period run its course last night, but so had the snow storm. The clouds had dispersed, leaving behind an endless sea of clear blue skies. Even the temperature had risen, some of the built-up frost on the windows beginning to thaw.

Blue Moon took the sudden calm as the perfect opportunity to finally stretch her wings. When it came time for her to check the gauges, she flew down instead of taking the ladder. Flying in little circles around the tower as she descended, she couldn’t help but laugh happily. It might not be the same as a moonlight flight over the forest back home, but after being cooped up inside for over a month, she’d take it. The cold air nipped at her leathery wings, but she didn’t care; the warm sunlight helped keep most of the chill away. Besides, the feeling of flying again outweighed any discomfort brought by the cold.

Flying low so that the tips of her hooves skimmed across the top of the snow, Blue made her way towards the Cage. Eyes closed, she hummed contently as the refreshing air blew through her mane. She was so wrapped up in the feeling of flying again that she didn’t see the massive paw coming until it snatched her out of the air. “What the—?!”

Held firmly—yet gently—in the hairy grip, Blue Moon squirmed, only to freeze when she found herself face-to-face with the yeti. At first she was confused at how it had just appeared out of thin air like that, but then she realized that its white coat was almost the same shade as the snow around it, allowing it to blend into the landscape almost perfectly until she was right on top of it.

The second thing she realized, as the yeti suddenly leaned in and sniffed her mane curiously, was that this was the first time she had actually interacted with the yeti outside of the Cage. True, yetis were typically gentle creatures, but at the moment she couldn’t help but be intimidated by the larger figure.

“G-good boy,” she stuttered as it sniffed her again, its hot breath washing over her face. “Easy… easy… How about you put me down?” The yeti gave her a look, blinking its three eyes separately, before suddenly releasing the batpony. With a yelp, Blue Moon fell to the snow below. Groaning and grumbling at the frozen powder that had gotten into her snowsuit, she rolled over onto her stomach and glanced up.

The yeti loomed over her and from her position she could see that it was already raring to go, the twin red pillars peaking from its white fur.

Blue Moon deadpanned as she saw its erect members. “Oh, so that’s it.” She rolled her eyes, but a smile touched her lips nonetheless. “That’s what you’re after, eh? What… can’t find a female of your own specie—EEEEE?!” A loud squeal escaped her lips as she was suddenly hoisted into the air again by her flank. Whipping her head around, her eyes widened when she saw that a second yeti had snuck up behind her.

“What are you…?” she began, but was stopped as the second yeti suddenly grabbed a fistful of her survival suit and, with a ‘rip’, tore it off of her.

“Gah! What was that for?!” Blue squeaked, shivering due to the sudden exposure. However, this was quickly remedied by the new yeti pushing her up against its stomach. The shaggy fur tickled her body, yet the heat from within warmed her freezing form.

“Okay… what the buck is going on?” she grumbled, wiggling about in the yeti’s grip, only to freeze when something hard and warm pressed up against her marehood. She glanced down and a dark blush touched her cheeks when she saw the yeti’s members poking between her thighs. After a moment, she nodded.

“Alright,” she hummed. Slowly, a lecherous leer spread across her lips. “Let’s do this.” Squeezing her hind legs together around the twin appendages, she ground her marehood against them, earning a surprised grunt from their owner.

As she worked the shafts between her thighs, the original yeti—the one with the black crest—shuffled over.

“Awww, what’s wrong?” Blue cooed, slightly out of breath. “Feeling left out? Well, that’s what you get for bringing a friend alon—MRRPH!?” For the umpteenth time that morning, the batpony was cut off by the yeti. Grabbing her head in a paw, the black-crested yeti directed her downward. Immediately, she got a mouthful of yeti-cock, the red flesh slipping between her lips and brushing the back of her throat.

Eyes widening in surprise, Blue coughed around the intruding member. This only caused it to go further down her throat, earning a low rumble from its owner. With its twin rubbed and tickled her gullet, the second shaft rubbed against her cheek, and she could feel the heat radiating off of the pulsing appendage.

As the black-crested yeti occupied itself with her mouth, the second yeti lifted her hips before pulling her down onto its erection. With almost unnatural aim, one head spread her twitching marehood while the second one slipped into her tailhole. As both shafts sank into her up to the roots, Blue squealed around the cock in her mouth, causing the yeti to groan and thrust its hips in response. The barbs tugged at her inner walls again, sending stars dancing across her vision.

And so the batpony found herself stuffed, stuck between two yetis out on a field of snow. Despite her lack of snowsuit, she was more than warm enough, what with her face and plot buried in the yetis’ fur.

There was a moment of stillness, where her marehood and tailhole squeezed the two members filling them, all while she swallowed and gagged around the third one in her mouth. But then, as one, the yetis began to move. With a grunt, they pulled their shafts almost all the way out of her, only to thrust back into her depths.

Blue couldn't help but moan as two thick cocks pistoned in-and-out of her. The ones in her nethers squelched and squished with each thrust—her arousal oozing out around the red flesh—while the one in her mouth rubbed at the back of her throat. The yetis were humping at a fevered pace already, and the batpony was forced to concentrate on breathing as she was pushed back against one beast, and then shoved towards another. There was a fire burning in her core, the warm, glorious pressure slowly grow within her.

After a few minutes of this, the yeti behind her grunted before slamming itself forward and burying its members deep within her confines. The cocks jerked and kicked as the yeti blew its load deep within her. Blue moaned happily as the warm ejactulate hit her inner walls, coating her insides white. Before she had time to enjoy the feeling though, the yeti in her mouth came as well. It flooded her maw with thick, heated cum, and she was forced to keep her throat open to let the river of spunk flow down into her stomach. She gulped down each spurt, all while stroking the underside of the shaft with her tongue. The member rubbing her cheek twitched as well before spraying its own payload across her neck and back. The warm goo stuck to her fur and began to steam in the cold winter air.

The stimulation was too much, and Blue stiffened as her own orgasm washed over her. Her marehood and plot squeezed and clenched hungrily at the yeti-cock as she milked them for all they were worth. While not as glorious as it had been when she was in heat, the cascade of pleasure running through her was still enough to cause her to go cross-eyed.

The yetis continued to grind themselves against her as all three slowly came down from their climaxes, and Blue Moon breathed a sigh of relief around the member still in her mouth. It had been a quick rut, but an intense one; her plot was already starting to feel sore. She’d have trouble sitting for a day or so. but it was definitely worth it.

The yetis relaxed for a moment, breathing heavily, before, much to Blue Moon’s surprise, they started up again. The big creatures began thrusting once more, keeping the batpony sandwiched between them even as they ground and humped against her.

Blue twitched and squirmed, and her stiff wings flapped useless by her sides as she began to slowly climb those wonderful steps towards bliss once more. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the hot mixture of yeti-cum and her own secretions trickled down her inner thighs to pool in a steaming puddle upon the snow below.

The yetis showed no sign of weariness, their pace not slowing even once as they continued to pound into the mare. Soon enough, their pace even quickened (much to Blue’s delight) before, with twin snarls, both yetis climaxed again, pushing the batpony over the edge as well. Bulbous heads swelled, and members spurted thick ropes of seed throughout her insides and across her already cum-coated back. Her belly began to swell slightly as heated yeti-essence slowly filled her fleshy tunnels to their fullest capacity.

Once again the yetis barely gave Blue time to catch her breath before they were at it again. For a third time they rutted her silly before pumping even more cum into her, her belly now visibly bloated. A quick breather once more, and then the fourth round began. As she was shoved back and forth between the two creatures, the batpony could feel the yetis’ hot seed sloshing around inside of her with each thrust. The feeling sent waves of excitement and arousal through her, and she convulsed around their members. Soon enough, the yetis climaxed again, which increased the load inside of her once more.

And again, they started back up.

Blue was unsure of how long the fifth round lasted, as her mind had long since faded into a haze of lust and pleasure. She grunted and groaned around the member in her mouth, saliva and cum oozing out from around her lips. Her back was almost completely covered in hot, steaming yeti-cum, the goo sticking in clumps to her fur.

Without warning, the yetis snarled before thrusting their members into her up to the hilts. The shafts twitched and jerked, spewing globs of cum into her already full-to-the-brink confines. The pressure within her grew as she was filled from both ends by yeti cum, her stomach expanding to the point of looking pregnant. She whimpered before her eyes rolled back into her head, and, with a full-body convulsion, she climaxed for the umpteenth time.

Both yetis shivered and groaned before suddenly collapsing sideways into a snowbank, their lengths still buried within Blue. The trio lay there, breathing heavily as steam wafted off of their sweating forms. Slowly, the yetis’ members began to shrink until, with squelching ‘pop’s, they slipped out of her abused holes and mouth. A gush of white-ish liquid flowed from Blue’s gaping holes as what seemed like gallons of seed began to leak out from inside her. The flood ran down her twitching legs to pool about her flank, coating her fur in warm juices.

Tired, sore, but more than satisfied, Blue felt herself slowly drifting into unconsciousness. Her belly was still full—almost uncomfortably—and the warmth from the seed radiated through her. Still, she was exposed to the elements, her snowsuit off in a torn pile somewhere. As a cold wind blew across the frozen field, she shivered.

A low rumble came from her left before she was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace. The yeti with black crest upon its head shifted around, pulling her against its chest and into the warm fur that resided there. As it did so, its partner scooted up as well, and Blue soon found herself being cuddled by two large furry masses of warmth. Nether yeti seemed to care that she was coated in several layers of slick cum. Both just growled happily—their chests vibrating with the noise—before they seemed to drift off to sleep.

Blue blinked in confusion before a tired smile slowly spread across her face. Unable to keep her own eyes open, she snuggled back into the makeshift yeti-fur bed and made herself comfortable. The wind could no longer reach her, and the sun was still shining down upon the Frozen North, lending its own warmth, miniscule as it was.

The last though to drift through Blue Moon’s mind before she slipped away into the blissful realms of sleep was, I guess this won’t be so bad a stay after all.

Author's Note

I regret nothing... and everything at the same time...