Love Me

I entered the castle, following Spike, her dragon pet, assistant, thing, to the throne room. There sat her highness, in her crystal throne with a scroll to her left, her new student to her right. A cute colt with blue fur and a white mane. She likes to start young? I thought and supressed the mental image of her and this colt, just past his cutie mark, getting it on ‘for reasearch’.

“Princess Twilight?” I asked meekly, keeping my tail low and slouching as I entered the room.

The marathon sex I’d been having the past two days was amazing and I didn’t know mare on mare was so normal here! I had three partners in a day while Sil watched me. I had more variety vegetables inside my pussy than I think I’d ever eaten as a human over the past two days, and I was sore. I was tired. I had cramps and pains that no man should ever have.

Worse, was that I wanted more sweet snacks than I’d ever craved. I couldn’t eat enough cake or candies, and when I did I’d cry over them until Sil and Pinkie Pie pulled me away. I now know, intimately, why females love candies so much, and I can never explain it in a way a man will understand. That saddens me for some reason.

“Yes, Miss?”

“Uhm, I’m actually a mister. I’m sorry for what happened, but can you change me back? I’ve kind of grown tired of being a mare.”

Her eyes widened and she stood on her throne and she looked at me. “You’re that man? That I,” she paused to blush and think her words through, “I’m sorry about what happened. I didn’t get a chance to explain it to you, but I was showing off my metamorphosis spell to my pupil here,” she looked at the colt, “and your mare ran into me.

“I looked at her and my mind changed from a frog, that I was going to change an orange into, to a mare. Then I looked at you, naked and covered with mare around your,” she paused and blushed slightly.

“Penis, your highness, which I’d like back,” I said, with a hint of eagerness.

She cleared her throat and teleported beside me. I hopped and yelped at the sudden change in her placement, but she didn’t even seem to notice as her horn lit up and I lifted into the air and was briefly examined. Yup, they were still missing when I was let down, and mare, let me tell you about let downs.

“You’re pregnant,” Twilight said matter of factly. Like I just asked her what color her coat was. She didn’t titter or giggle, nor did she seem proud or upset. “The spell has a failsafe built in where, among other things, that if the subject is impregnated, or otherwise has something in their body, that the spell won’t disenchant until the object is removed.”

I felt my four legs wobble under the weight of the casual words she used as she moved back to her throne. “Then, then take it out! Give it to Sil! She’s wanted a foal with me for a while, now she can have one!”

My voice cracked as I practically pleaded with the mare. “No, I’m sorry. That’s not how magic works. Babies can’t just be moved between parents, at will. It’s an arduous process that carries too many risks. You’re a mare now, and you’ve chosen to have your fun. These are the consequences that all mares face this time of year, and now you’ll have a better understanding of what it means to be a mare than most males ever will.

“Don’t think I’m being callous,” she said as she wiggled her rump into the cushioned throne, “but there are more pressing matters that I have to attend to, and unless you have a friendship problem, I really can’t help you until you deliver.”

My forelegs gave out and I fell, barrel to the floor. Tail up, everything displayed for the dragon behind me to see. He groaned and made some comment, but I didn’t care what he said. “D-d-deliver? I, I can’t be a mom! I’m barely ready to be a dad,” I hiccupped and felt my nose leaking snot. I’d started crying but didn’t notice it until then. “What, how… I mean-”

Spike grabbed my tail and started dragging my mumbling and incoherent self from the room. I couldn’t think, talk, or do anything besides blubber like a fool.

“Look, I didn’t catch your name,” Spike said once the doors to the throne room had closed and I was dragged into the main entrance hall.

“I-I don’t, h-h-have a p-pony,” I paused to swallow before I bawled like a crazy mare, “pony name!”

“Sheesh, you’re not the first mare to get pregnant,” he snarked.

He was right, but I wasn’t a mare! I was a proud man with an average sized dick and I could use it like a Jedi wields a lightsaber. I was going to have to carry a baby inside my uterus for almost a freaking year. What the hay was I gonna do?!

***

We were on our bed, in our little home, on the outskirts of Ponyville. Sil hugged me to her chest and let me cry into her fur. She understood what I was going through and told me, while she was guiding me home because I couldn’t see right, that she was going to miss having sex with her stallion, but then again, there’s something to be said about being female and pregnant.

I looked up and kissed her, she let her soft lips part as I slipped my tongue into her mouth and it sent a wave of warm fuzzies through my chest. I sniffled and pulled back to wipe my nose on my fetlock before I pushed her back. We were alone and didn’t care when I climbed on top of her and kissed her again.

It was far less awkward this time than the first, since she had to teach me how to move on a bed as a pony. Ground is easy, it’s hard, like my penis often was. Beds are soft, like my… you know what, I give up.

I let my right leg brace my weight as my left moved along her legs and beneath her tail. She gasped then giggled at my move. “Naughty filly,” she whispered to me. I don’t know why, but I loved when she started calling me pony names, and I pressed against her vulva. She hummed contently as I pressed again and kissed her, only to have her push my sides lightly with her hooves.

I relented after the third press and began to kiss my way down her underbelly. Her chest, her belly, her teats I stopped at and licked and nipped at, getting a sharp squeak and gasp from her, before she knocked me on the top of my head and mouthed ‘no’. I moved back more and fell flat, letting my forelegs slide under her rump, as support.

I looked at her dark labia and swallowed. I loved this as a stallion, I mean man, but this just feels, less than it did. I move my nose to her folds and rub her lightly before letting my tongue slip out and into her body. She tastes sweet, like chamomile, and smells like root beer. I can’t explain it, but it’s better than when I was a man.

It drives me wild for a moment as I let my long, flat tongue penetrate her folds and I feel her tense. She lifts her hips in time with my cunnilingual assault and I move with her, riding her as she rides my muzzle… then I heard a knock at the door. We both cursed but tried to ignore it, but whoever it was just knocked louder.

I was a mare that was super horny and not in the mood for this crap, so I pulled free of Sil, climbed off the bed, and marched my way to the door, bit the handle and pulled it open, ready to tell whoever it was to buck off, but it was Spike. The dragon butler looked at me and started to apologize for Twilight’s behaviour.

I reached a hoof out and locked it behind his head, pulling him into a kiss. He has more of a beak than lips, but it was hot as hell. Whenever I became so open to sex, I don’t know, but I needed something Sil couldn’t give me. Cock. I ached for it. My loins tingled for it to be inside me, even if it was going to be a weird reptile’s.

He protested, but every time he started to say something, I’d kiss him and I kept pulling him to the bedroom. We made it through the kitchen before Sil asked me what the heck I was doing, and then I let my hoof drag along his underside, when I felt it. Or, should I say, them?

Two, freaking, dicks. I was floored, almost. The thoughts of what I was going to do raced through my mind while Sil was rambling about how we can’t just let anypony into our sex lives. He was uncomfortable, she was uncomfortable, I was a pregnant man in a mare’s body. I win the uncomfortable challenge.

I pulled her into a kiss and our eyes locked. It was going to happen, right there in the kitchen.

I let my eyes dart down his dragon body and, in unison, we both lowered ourselves, while kissing, to his bright red dicks. I never thought of anything like what I was about to do as being sexy, but I took one, and Sil took the other, and started sucking.

He wobbled and placed his hands, sweet Celestia, hands onto our heads to keep balance while I slurped and licked mine like it was a melting ice cream cone. I kept looking at Sil, and she was more methodical in her actions. Having a lot more experience with blowjobs than I, I slowed and tried to copy her motions.

I’d lick the base and let my tongue slide to the tip, then take it into my mouth. It was so warm and soft, I was so glad I had flat teeth, because I could feel every ridge and bump against my teeth and lips as I sucked all my spit back into my mouth. I looked at the dragon and the blissful look on his face and felt happy, complete in a way.

“This’ what it’s like?” I asked Sil as I put his cock back in my mouth.

She hummed and nodded, knowing what I meant, fully. The dragon, for some reason, seemed to be getting bigger in my mouth as we sucked him. I tasted something spicy and salty and kept the pace. I didn’t know what dragon cum was like, but I was going to find out, and so was Sil. We started quickening our pace.

“Turn around,” he said. His voice was a little deeper than it was when he was at the door, but we swallowed our mouthfuls of precum and saliva and grinned. We were going to get some action, after all. We got to our hooves and started to turn when he shoved us toward the room. “Over the bed,” he grumbled.

I rushed, almost raced Sil, to be the first with my barrel over the bed and my tail moved aside. I felt his breath as he sniffed me, then I heard him sniff Sil. He pushed us together with surprising strength and I felt him grab my tail, at the base. His leg went between mine, and I was so happy he chose me first. I was aching for it, I deserved it, and I still had to tell Sil I was pregnant, so this’d be a great ice breaker.

I felt him let my tail go as he grabbed his cock and guided it into me. It was bigger than I thought it’d be, for such a small dragon, then I looked back and yelped. He wasn’t a small dragon anymore. He was easily seven feet tall, and chunky. His cocks were as long as my foreleg and one was going into each of us.

Sil looked intently at me, she knew this was going to be an experience. With a beastial grunt that sent chills down my back and through my legs, he penetrated us. At the same time we gasped. His cock was hot, and it was big, and it was so fucking ribbed. It felt amazing, and he hilted in us with inches to spare.

Sil begged him to go all the way, and that was all he needed to give us the last inches. It stung, but it was so good. I felt him pop inside me and then pop when he pulled out. Pop. Pop. Pop. Every thrust sent waves of uneasy pleasure from my pussy to a tight knot inside my body, each wave tightened that knock a little more until I realized what it was.

He grabbed my mane and tugged hard, it hurt so good that I giggled breathily as his cock got bigger inside me. I quickly felt that knot of his popping inside and out of me rubbing my clit just the right way. I was full of dragon cock and when I looked at Sil, she was already on the verge of orgasm. I’d seen that face so many times I knew it in my sleep.

She smiled at me. “You’re, almost, there, too,” she said. She was right, but this was different. I felt something inside me, at the back of my pussy, like a rubber band, stretch and get hot, then a flood of wetness washed down my legs.

I screamed as he came in my wet pussy and I felt that knot inside my body snap in a new way. I lifted and lowered my hips in a primal way, riding his cock as colors danced in my vision. A sharp wave of electricity shocked through my body as I came, harder than I ever had before. I felt my whole body curling as I clamped tight around his cock, keeping his knot inside me, milking it for all I could as only one thing went through my mind and lips.

“I”m pregnant with your baby, Sil!”

She screamed in ecstasy after I said that and the world turned white as I peaked. I felt him pull out of my pussy and then start raining cum across my back. I felt his seed leaking from me, running down my legs. He finally stopped coming and I heard a couple thuds. I slid off the bed onto my rump and fell onto my side, looking at a baby dragon with a smile on his mouth-beak.

I heard Sil laugh, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stand up. My legs were shaking too badly, so she slid from the bed, too, yellow dragon cum across her back and in her mane. “That, was the sexiest thing I’ve never even heard of.”

I gulped and realized how dry my mouth was.

“Don’t tell Twilight,” baby Spike whined as he curled up and fell asleep.

Sil and I shared a laugh, the feeling of cum oozing from my body with each chuckle was something I’ll never be able to explain, but it was nice.

Fast forward a year later.

Well, my book tanked. Apparently, another person wrote a book called ‘The Never Ending Story’ and it published at the same time as mine. If I knew I was allowed to rip off science fiction I’d have been the original Obi Wan. The other book? It was a hit, and it put humans on the map as adventurers. My book, you ask? Bargain bin smut adventure, starring a human that loves to have sex with ponies, and nothing else.

Forget my adventure and growth as a man. Forget that I was turned into a mare. The best thing that came from the whole ordeal was our little baby. She’s got both her mother’s features and is cute as a button.

The process of giving birth has made me respect all females more than anyone can imagine, and even though I try to explain that I’m the father of the two month old filly we named Night Light, they don’t seem to understand that I birthed her. It’s beyond comprehension to them and I can barely explain it in a way that doesn’t paint me as a fetishist. Granted, I am, but I digress.

I changed back into a man a few hours after I delivered Night Light and a month later I was turned into a stallion just to get Sil pregnant. She's as horny as I was, only once every few nights, a little dragon comes by to release the tension of working for a neurotic mare by coming in my wife's pussy and ass while I watch… and I wouldn’t have it any other way. To be honest, I really don't prefer sloppy seconds, but it's not so bad when it's still warm and running down her legs and onto mine.

The smell isn’t the same, though. It’s like black pepper mixed with salt and hot sauce, I often salivate while I fuck my mare after the dragon finishes with her, all the while imagining food and, the poor mare, has to suffer while my orgasm is extended by that much longer… But we’re a happy family and I don’t see any changes in our near future, right?

Fin