Day 34

You are fucked. You are so fucked.

The hall before you seems to extend further and further out the more you walk down it. Your impending doom is ever so slowly drawing nearer... And you're timidly making your way towards it.

All at once, your journey of a thousand miles comes to an end, that impossibly long corridor seeming to steamroll passed you, until you're faced with the door at the end of it. The only door. The door you MUST pass through, and greet whatever grizzly fate awaits you on the other side.

You take a hold of the door handle. What lies beyond already knows you're coming. Ready to cast you into the flames of hell if need be. You pull down on the handle, and open the door. It glides open without a noise as you step inside, closing it behind you.

You almost tip toe towards the thing that rules much, and controls more. It simply watches as you approach. It's grotesque. Hideously obese, easy to tell even if you were just to see its hands, fat and bloated, fingers swelling in the middle. Big clumps of hair are on either side of its head, running round the back. The top part of its head has but a few whispers. The pug faced, almost mindless creature opens its gaping maw.

"Ah Anon, good to see you."

You've been summoned by the Director. You stand before the short, squat, fat man and his desk, towering over him and his bad fitting suit.

"Uh, what's this about sir?"

He sits up straighter.

"Well, I'll get right to the point... It's about... Ponies." You're dead. "You do know how much I love cameras don't you, great for finding out peoples dirty little secrets..." You're going to disappear off the face of the Earth, just like Jenkins.

"I mean you must know how much I love hidden cameras, this facility after all is full of them." You're not armed. Maybe you could lunge over the desk and snap his neck.

"And cameras have helped me to see all sorts, and punish those who break the all important rules of the most important and secretive organisation on Earth... You remember Jenkins don't you? Fucking a Dodo.... Good job you brought that to everyone's attention...."

No, you can only imagine what sort of automative defenses will pop out from the walls, ceiling, and floor, to eviscerate you.

"You see, bestiality... That's one of the things I hate most... Especially under my watch..." You're fucked. "Why, if I had someone like that in front of me, right now.... A pony fucker lets say... I'd have them burned off the face of the Earth." Running for your life is a valid option.

As casually as anyone could, he takes out a revolver from his desk, and lazily aims it at you. "That would be right of me, wouldn't it." This is it. After all the hardened criminals you've beaten up and killed, all the nightmarish creatures you've captured and slain, after a whole life of being the biggest badass on Earth, you're going to die at the hands of a fat middle aged moron in a management position.

"Y-yes sir."

He takes out a cigar, popping it into his mouth, and a flame sputters out from the end of what you thought was an actual revolver as he lights it.

"Good, I'm glad we understand each other. You see my daughter is away for College and I've been noticing this deviant trying to break in, to try and fuck her pony. Now I haven't managed to shoot him or get him arrested yet, and as my daughter is no longer home while I'm at work..."

He hits a button beneath the desk, and a section of wall that looked completely seamless, slides on up. A pony trotts on out.

"And as I'm far too busy to look after it, I thought you could take it off my hands, seeing as you seem to be doing fine looking after six others..."

You look to the pony. Light blonde coat, white mane, pretty fluffy and cuddly looking, the same height as the ones you're already looking after, with blue eyes.

"This is Sugar Kisses."

You look to the Director.

"Sir. This is a pony."

"I thought I explained that."

"An animal pony... A non talking, non sapient, non endangered, pony. A lot unlike the six magical, talking, sapient, endangered ponies I'm looking after."

"Is this going to be a problem?"

.....

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You're walking down the hallway, dumb animal pony by your side. You hold it close to you by a leash, though this one is actually made for a pony, going around the head and muzzle, rather than the multipurpose leash and collars you have for most non hostile creatures.

You gently pull and it obediantly follows, your leg brushing against its coat with each step. You take it into the elevator/lift, and hit for the ground floor. You're wondering how the girls will take it. Will this be fine? Will it try and rape them? ...Actually what gender is it?

You crouch and lean down to look beneath it, finding only soft smoothness running down the stomach. You stand and lean back slightly, peering at the.... Flanks?

You're unsure why you're doing it like you were trying to sneakily check out a woman. It's an animal, it won't mind. You catch a glimpse of pussy and asshole as the tail flicks. Okay, don't have to worry about rape, that's a bonus.

As you stand straight again, you reach down, gently petting it, running your fingers through the mane. Looking at the pony, you realise... Christ, you've basically just been fucking animals that happen to talk for a little over a week.

Even Captain Kirk didn't go this far with all the alien babes he got with. They were just different coloured women with funny heads...

You keep petting the Pony... Sugar Kisses. Damned girls and their girly choices for names.

It's a pretty friendly creature, the girl must treat it more like a pet than a riding animal. And seeing as it's a little less than three foot tall, that's probably the reason why. After so much gentle petting it began nuzzling its head against your palm. As you step off the elevator, it trots out as well, but moves between your legs like an overgrown cat.

"Hey now, stop it!" You smile, getting it back to your side and walking with it.

Again, good job it's more of a pet, you don't want to end up smelling of... However ponies and horses that aren't kept inside are supposed to smell. You stride on up to the door that opens to your home, built into the facility. This isn't going to be so bad after all.

Unlocking the door, you and the pony step on through, and you close the door behind you.

"Hey girls, I'd like you to meet... Are you okay?"

You look to your marefriends, having been doing different things around the room, but now are all looking at you and the pony, various states of shock plastered over their faces. All is silent.

Except you hear them starting to sniff the air, leaning towards your direction.

"Uhhhhh..."

Rarity leaps over the coffee table, and points an accusatory hoof at the pony.

"WHORE!"

Oh hell.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" You hold your hands up as you step in front of the pony.

"You... You're defending her?!"

"Well uh, yes. Look, I don't know what's going on but-"

"What's going on is that WHORE has got her stinky... Well it's actually quite nice, I'll have to ask her what perfume she's wearing... But, stinky STINK all over you!"

"Okay, okay, I, I understand..." Think Anon think, how do you placate girls? "I'm sorry, if I had known how you'd feel about this I would have done something... Because your feelings are all very, very important to me. But I promise you, there's nothing going on between us, and whatever scent she got on me, I promise it was an accident and there's no ulterior motives behind it."

They all study you, looking for any hint of a lie.

"Also, have you girls lost weight?"

"Oh do you think so? Well... Sorry darling, I shouldn't have accused...."

"Sugar Kisses."

"Sugar Kisses of.... Oh dear Celestia!!! I called you a, a...! I am so sorry!"

She rushes passed you to get to her, slinging a hoof over her back and slightly hugging her. As she begins to trot with her you quickly take off the leash.

"I am absolutely mortified darling, please forgive me..."

The others start approaching her, all introducing themselves, and whilst not as vocal as Rarity, appologising for their suspiscions. You wonder how long it will take them to catch on that it's an animal that can't understand them. You decide to just watch in amusement as their interaction continues.

Twilight asks, "I'm sorry if I offend you, but do you not have a cutie mark?" But before Sugar Kisses can answer, or not, because she's an animal, Fluttershy lets out a very cute giggle.

"Oh Twilight... She's called Sugar Kisses, obviously her sugar white cutie mark must blend in to her light coloured coat."

Twilight blushes and face hooves softly. "Oh my gosh, that was such a silly question..."

Pinkie bounces on over, hugging around the new ponies neck.

"What you really should have asked is how she GOT that talent. I mean, that's gotta really bring the colts to the yard. Are you with anyone special?"

The clearly, oblivious, just an animal, stands there and blinks.

Applejack barges into Pinkie. "Pinkie! Come on now, don' pressure the poor mare, ya can see she's unfomfortable by it. Especially when we lucked out with.... Well..."

Pinkie smirks. "Now who's making her uncomfortable, bragging about having such a stud cupcake to another mare." A blush breaks out over AJs face.

Dash struts around her with a scrutinizing gaze, eyes squinting.

"Psh, she's okay... I guess..."

The pony then trots to the kitchen counter, where it starts to eat a brick of hay that Fluttershy had taken out and was going to prepare. Dashies eyes open wide as she flys to the side of the pony.

"Dude! That's raw hay! .......... Munch! Munch! Munch! Munch!"

The other ponies roll their eyes, but you roll yours the hardest. You guess they'll be taking a little bit longer to realise they've been talking to an animal. It'll be funny when they do.

Day 40

They still haven't figured it out.

You're sat on a beanbag, watching the ponies sat on the couch as they talk and joke and gossip with each other, and the animal.

"No, really, I swear, Anon had the biggest booboo I'd ever seen, and I've studied medical practices and surgeries extensively. He was just lucky we were there to kiss it better." Twilight beams.

You're not sure you like that they're talking about you in an affectionate and ocassionally mildly sexual way with Sugar, even if she can't understand... It's the principal of the thing. You wouldn't brag about fucking them if you had any friends. And it wasn't illegal.

Maybe you need to give them a little push into realising they're talking to an animal that can't talk back, because this is getting ridiculous.

"So girls uh, tell me, what do you think of Sugar Kisses? Good talker or...?"

Fluttershy decides to answer. "Oh yes honey, she's a very strong willed, but quiet pony, like AppleJack. She doesn't have to be over the top for other ponies to know how truly great she is."

AJ smiles at that, and hugs Flutters to her side. "While she may be a strong pony, ah also get the feelin that she's shy, which can be a real good trait, especially when they're kind and know how to listen to others."

Fluttershy smiles back, and the two hug as if they'd just learned some important life lesson.

Which they didn't. They were just talking and complimenting each other.

Pinkie gasps and looks excited.

"Did you see that?! Sugar Kisses just helped AJ and Fluttershy learn a lesson about friendship!"

Wait, she did?!

The girls all squee, and engage in a big group hug with Sugar.

"You know what this means right girls?" Twilight smiles before Pinkie finishes it for her.

"New best friend foreveeerr!!"

They giggle and hug once again, with an oblivious creature in the middle. Could you just... Tell them she's a dumb animal? It would probably be really insulting to them and their intelligence if you told them now and you knew all along...

Fuck. Your only chance is if they realise it themselves. How else are animal ponies different to magical talking ponies... Hygeine?

"Well uh, does she like the giant spa thing I had installed?"

"Oh yes darling, and you know us girls, any excuse to pamper and make each other over... Doesn't Sugars coat and mane look even more luxurious than before?"

It's not styled or anything, just natural, but even softer looking.

"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess so?"

Rarity titters.

"Now dear no need to be embarassed on complimenting a lovely young mare, we're all aware she's very pretty."

"What?! N-no, I wasn't-"

The girls laugh at your backtracking....

"..I'm going to work."

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Now this is what you need. No drama. No weirdness. No stress. Just you, a boat, the wind in your hair, the sun on your back, a bowed in half sea fishing rod locked onto the front of the ten foot boat, and a twenty foot Altamaha-Ha on the end of the 800 lb line.

Sure you could have set up some ellaborate trap and put the worlds biggest cage; with bars as thick as your forearm, in the water. Or used a couple dozen tranquilisers for taking down Rhinos. Or, you can drink while being towed around the truly enormous lake, admiring the scenery as well as the power of an animal that lives in a completely different element to you. All you need to do is wait.

It might have been a better idea to use a bigger boat too. But hell, if you weren't explicitly looking for dangerous situations, you wouldn't be in this business. So for now, even though you're trying to bring in a creature that's survived since the Cretaceous Period, you're just going to relax and forget about your troubles.

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You are Nick Jackof, here to relax and forget about your troubles. You decided to abandon your quest for the truth, you have a feeling that the more you know the more terrifying this world will seem. But you still have one retreat from all the nightmares that have plagued you.

Fishing.

You walk on up to the end of the dock, taking a deep breath and smiling. Before sighing and frowning.
Some idiot is tearing around on a motorized boat. Doesn't he know that'll scare away all the fish?

Hasn't he been told by lake officials to stop? Come to think of it, you haven't seen anyone else around. At all. It's almost like the entire lake has been cordened off, but luckily you drove up the old dirt track that's completely forgotten about...

Nah... You set up, and cast out some bait. Maybe this is some new lake procedure. Tear around the lake, scare all the fish towards the docks.

After ten minutes, the boat comes towards you, but having slowed down dramatically. Hmm... The guy on board looks familiar.... And he's wearing a huge backpack, with something else strapped behind it. He looks surprised at the sight of you.

"Uhhh...."

Hey, this boat doesn't have an engine, how was he speeding around like that? And why is there a fishing rod at the front?

"Were... Were you getting towed around by a massive fish, like in The Simpsons? General Sherman?"

"Yes... Yes that's exactly it... Just an enormous fish."

Well now that's something. Hey if you make it your mission to go after something like that, that'd really take your mind off of things for years. Actually you think you see the giant fish surfacing right now, still on the hook.

An enormous body, and then a long neck, followed by a rounded head, all emerge from the surface, the neck bending around, and a seal like head looks right at you.

"Th-th-th-that's a-a d-dinosaur...."

".....No it's not."

"What?! That is absolutely a dinosaur, that's one of those, those, swimming, flipper dinosaurs!"

You start to hyperventilate as you see its mouth open so close to you, revealing a set of short, razor sharp, serated teeth. You back up, stumble, and fall on the deck, now backing up with your hands and feet.

The deck in front of you explodes.

The severed bloody head and part of the neck of the dinosaur lands across your lap, and the boat goes flying high, briefly casting a shadow on you. You let out a scream as you register what's happening.

An absolutely gigantic crocodile, that must be forty five, no, fifty foot long, with armoured scales that look like they could take a mortar bombing, has launched halfway out of the water, the body of the smaller dinosaur mostly in its enormous mouth.

It comes crashing back down, a wave crashing over you, washing you all the way along the wooden dock to, relatively, dry land. You cough and splutter as you hear great splashes, and the cracking and splintering of wood, looking up to see the fifty foot croc stomping its way up on the dock, crushing it as it goes.

You scamper backwards terrified as it comes to rest partially in the water, partially on land, tearing into its meaty prize. A giant clawed foot comes up to help tear at the food, slicing through meat and bones like butter. Each one of its teeth are about eight inches long, and as wide as your middle, ring, and little finger all put together, curving to a point. At a glance, it must have way over a hundred of these massive teeth.

It's making short work of its meal. It must be the biggest, deadliest, most ferocious predator in all the world. You can't imagine anything being able to stand up to it, no other monster animal you've ever read or heard about through all of the history of the Earth would have a chance against it.

The man jumps on its back.

You hear a wild laughing as the man lands, legs bowed out wide as he stradles a tiny fraction of the creature, before taking what looks like a two foot long cannon off of his back. He presses it down, lodging the end of the barrel under and between two armoured plates, and fires. The monster doesn't seem to notice in terms of any sort of pain, but it does notice, and starts to thrash.

Dirt, rocks, and planks from the dock are torn up from the ground from its enormous body and giant claws thrashing around. But the man, instead of going flying, instead laughs even more like a maniac... You can just about see that whatever was fired into the monsters back, is connected to a steel cable, which has been locked on to his belt.

Instead of being instantly thrown off, the cable is taut, keeping him pulled down against the titan.
And then he unsheathes two, foot long batons from the backpack. You watch as sparks fly as they clang together, coiled wires travelling from them and into the overly large backpack.

With a cry he starts attacking the monster with them, trying to stab them into the creatures back as if they were knives, and as if he had the arm strength to pierce a tank. This is the most ridiculous thing you've ever seen.

Even if it was part of a fictional story you'd be completely unbelieving that someone without at least a squad of tanks under their command, could possibly take on such a terrifying monster. You can't see how this could possibly end well for the man. But you're positive it's going to be a battle for the ages, the most spectacular thing you'll ever see that will completely dwarf anything in The Lord of the Rings trilogy.

That's when a chunk of rock churned up from the ground goes flying, and hits you in the side of the head. And you're no longer able to watch what happens.

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Your eyes blearily open, sight unfocused and blurry, trying to make sense of what's in front of you. A giant yellow crane, slowly lowering a knocked out giant crocodile, into a giant trailer on the back of a giant truck.

Once the crane has pulled away, leaving the croc inside, the roof of the custom made trailer closes. You briefly see that it's lined with enormously thick steel bars.

It starts getting driven away. The man from before, now in little but torn rags of what used to be his clothes, signs paperwork offered to him by strangely unnerving men in black suits.

You then notice another truck driving away, before realising the remains of the flipper dinosaur thing, and all the torn up savaged woodwork of the docks are all missing. Chunks of rock and boulders are gone. You're sure there are now less trees around the edges of the lake. And where holes should be from the ground getting torn up, there's instead rapidly setting freshly poured cement.

Soon, everyone drives away, having apparantly forgotten about you. You weakly climb to your feet, and shakily stagger to where you parked your car behind some trees, out of sight and in the shade.... To find it's been half crushed by the ten foot boat.

The roof of your car has been caved in, and all the glass from the windows decorates the ground as they exploded outwards. The wheels are all buckled, misaligned, and smoke rises up from under the bent hood...

Mildred's getting beaten tonight.

The afternoon of day 40

You stumble on through the door of your home, small rivulets of blood running down your body from all the small cuts you gained during the 'fight'. What once were clothes are now close to nonexistant. And as luck would have it, it's only now in the privacy of your home that a thread at the front of your pants is torn, and with it the crotch of your pants gives up, the mass of fabric almost disintegrating as your cock flops out.

Well, if you're already exposed... You pull at the rags barely wrapped around you, and without much effort they tear away from you. You drop the bundle of stringy cloth to the floor, and kick off the one shoe you're still wearing. Your six girls stare at you.

"Hey ladies. I know, I'm all scratched up, I'm gonna go take a shower, I'm fine, I promise."

You smile reassuringly to them, hoping to qualm their need to shower you in love, as well as girly sticking plasters... Okay you might enjoy it, immensely, but you're trying to hold onto your feeling of manliness after such an epic battle. At the look of shock on their faces, you guess it didn't work.

"Seriously, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Fluttershy, amazingly, is the first to speak up.

"Um, it's not that... You... You're um, exposing yourself to Sugar Kisses... And you're being really casual about it...."

Ahhh shiet. You'd forgotten all about her.

Or more accurately you were treating her like a pet so wouldn't care about being naked in front of her. That's not how they see her though.. A look of panic shoots across your face, and your body seizes up. Not quite enough to stop you from clapping your hands over your cock and balls though.

"Uh, right, sorry, really sorry about that, I'll just..."

You slowly crab walk, shuffling side to side, hiding your meat with your hands as you shimmy around the outside of the room, and then dash into your new giant bathroom.

You pace around on the tiled floor. Well great... Imagine the aftermath of showing your dick to your girlfriends' friend, multiplied by six.

You start up the huge shower. Fine. You'll face the consequences. But you're at least going to be clean for the moment when you exit the bathroom, and start having vases and dishes and glasses immediately flung at your head. If you're lucky, none of the six will have psycho jealousy bitch within them, and you'll be able to get through this with your balls still connected to the rest of you.

As hot water flows over you, you feel a little cold on your back, a draft blowing against you, and then a pair of soft lips lightly kissing one of the slight cuts on your neck. You turn, to find Dash flapping her wings.

With water now starting to weigh down her mane and drizzle through her downey wings, she begins to slightly decend from the added weight. You lightly squeeze her ass cheeks, bigger since she hasn't been flying around super fast for hours on end like she used to in her home world, and bring her to your chest.

The water raining down coats her more, her mane hanging low, and you can feel her wet tail against your foot. Since arriving at your home, you're pretty sure she's never once cut her mane or tail, now both almost as long as Fluttershys. She gazes up at you with shimmering eyes.

"Help me to kiss you better?"

Maybe you can at least count on one of them not to go mental. Unless this is a clever ruse... Women are without equal when it comes to coniving backstabbing after all. But, these aren't women you're dealing with...

They've proven themselves to be far above and beyond wonderful, caring and understanding, time and time again. Maybe you're worrying over nothing.

You slowly move her from one cut to the other. She places her hooves against your body to tell you to keep her positioned there, her lips kissing softly, peppering the wound with love, tilting her head side to side. Her lips are painted red from blood and instantly washed clean.

Once her hooves leave your form you reposition her, to work her magic on the next little cut. Your arms slightly strain from the combination of leverage and time, but you're intent on keeping on moving her around, until every last minor wound has been 'kissed better'.

"Up."

You instantly raise her up to your height, and shift your arms beneath her ass so she's sitting on your forearms. It's far easier to hold her like this. She smiles to you, pressed against your chest.

"I love you.... We all love you so much. We're not angry with you, okay sweetheart, uh, dude?"

She blushes. Even now she struggles to use more tender pet names, to act girly, even if she likes it.

"Okay, I love you too, sweetheart."

You smile before kissing her slowly and softly, and she purrs into your mouth.

After a few minutes, your manhood is twitching out in front of you, and more ponies enter the bathroom, including Sugar Kisses. You quickly lower Dashie, holding her out in front of your raging member to hide it, the shower pretty much exclussively raining down your back now. You bring her towards you, using her to raise your dick up, sandwiching it between your stomach and her body, with the tip booping her muzzle.

"Um, what's going on?"

Your girls move towards you, and usher Sugar along with them.

"It's okay, don't be nervous..." You just about pick out Fluttershy whispering to her.

Twilight lets out a deep breath. "Well, we've all been talking over the past couple of days, and seeing as we've become the best of friends, and she can't exactly meet anyone else... And we have been feeling a tad guilty having such an amazing man-friend to flaunt... Well, we were thinking, maybe she could join our herd."

Your eyes start to bulge out, and you focus on quickly steamrolling this whole idea, but unfortunately Dashie starts suckling on the tip of your cock as her soft furry body rubs against your shaft and balls, her tongue lapping at your cum slit.

"Nnnn..."

"And with you so, so brazennly showing your interest in her, well... I must admit, we were all a little mad, but at the same time it was a relief. I don't think we'd have ever found a way to bring it up to you otherwise, we could have kept on as normal and this might never have happened."

She smiles sheepishly to you, while Dashie's trying to jerk you off using her body, grinding against you as she laps up your precum.

"So what do you say?"

Fuck... So it's come down to this... You can either go along with it, and fuck an actual, animal pony... Or you can reveal that Sugar Kisses is just an animal and have been withholding the truth from them for a week, treating them like fools.

.....
"That... Sounds... Great."

You grimace slightly as you speak. What is happening? How did it come to this?

Twilight lets out a 'yes!', and clops her front hooves together quickly before falling back to a standing position.

The girls all let out similar small cheers, Fluttershy cuddling around Sugars neck, and Pinkie letting off a tooting explosion of confetti from a party cannon. Stop spending my money Pinkie! They all trot further towards you and the suckling Dash.

"Can you lower Dashie Nonny?" Pinkie giggles as she asks.

You blush, gulp, and do so, setting Dash onto her back hooves, front ones on your thighs, her mouth still attatched to your tip, your cock pointing out in front of you and tilted down a little now.

"Mmmmm....." She almost struggles to pull her head back, lips popping from your dome as she falls to all fours and takes a few steps back as your cock springs up, and waves around before settling to rest in its natural position.

"Hoo, it's difficult to stop tasting that thing."

"Darling, can you sit down? Kisses isn't quite as nimble as us, five, to get to your endowments."

Applejack, minus her hat, turns to the side and pouts.

"Dang two leg standin ponies, t'aint right."

As Rarity lessens and adjusts the spray of the hot shower to be more like a fine mist, you sit down on the edge of a low down stool that they had bought, your balls hanging off it. The six girls lead the pony to your raging hard, throbbing cock. Pinkie licks her lips and encourages her the most.

"Don't be nervous Kisses... I know it's huge, and look at that girth.... But it's the best dick ever, you'll love being friends with it."

Fluttershy weighs in.

"Um, but if you're too nervous to jump right to such a, monstrous, fat... Eep!... Um, maybe you'd like to bond with him a little more first?"

Your thighs are being gently caressed by hooves, and AJ kisses your hip.

"Lean down to her shugacube... Give it to her how I like it..."

You gulp again, and lean far down towards the pony as you try to take control of your breathing. You reach out, and lightly begin running your fingertips through her mane, and along the curves of her ears.

Twilight blushes at the sight.

"This is so... Hot. All six of us knowing how sensational our handsome man is, watching our new friend experiencing it for the first time." Twilight rubs Sugars back, easing her towards you.

The pony seems to get the message, and is soon leaning up. As you brush and stroke her mane, and caress her ears like the girls love, your mouths come perilously close. You're looking into the ponies eyes, and you're not sure if it's because its eyes are so big, but you're pretty sure it's actually gazing back.

Your mouth opens further... You let out a long, deep breath. And... It inhales. Is it just instinct that's making it do that? As she breathes back out, you breathe in, and take in the taste of its breath.

It's... Quite pleasant, and quite heady. You're not sure if that's disturbing to you or not. You keep slowly, and deeply breathing, while gazing into this creatures eyes. The massaging the girls are giving your legs slowly becomes more firm, and lips kiss and suckle at your flesh more frequently.

Your cock twitches, harder than ever despite the lack of attention to it. Is this you now? Have you become so shameless and debauched that you're getting off from something so... Absolutely mental, with an animal?

.... Yeah probably.

"Oh darling... This is so lustful and romantic at the same time..." Rarity reaches for your balls, lightly rubbing the underside.

You let out a grunt and an accompanying blast of warm breath. The pony breathes in, and lets out... Pony noises, on the breath out.

"Oh my... It seems Kisses agrees..."

She and Applejack sneak between your legs, sit their fat rumps down, and start running their lips up and down your shaft, mouths steadily opening wider to wrap around either side, their tongues lapping at your meat, sliding along your pulsing veins.

You let out another grunt as you breathe harder, and she... The pony, responds in kind. As you're breathing a little eratically, and your body wants to just lurch forwards and bury your cock in something, your lips close the distance to hers, briefly bumping against Sugars.

It keeps happening. You exchange breath with her, and your lips lightly brush against hers. The animals you mean. She, it, starts to press back each time you briefly escape, until your lips are almost constantly touching and bumping as you breathe, open mouthed.

By now it seems that the hot mist the shower gently sprays has made everyone wet, droplets of water rolling down their soaked bodies. You keep stroking the ponys' mane as you experimentally sort of, open mouth kiss her, your lips manipulating hers slightly.

She seems to experiment back. There's a splatting sound from your precum, oozing out from your tip to fall on the floor. Pinkie looks slightly triggered.

"Okay, wasting jizz is now a crime. Sugar, would you like to move onto something even tastier than Anons breath?"

AJ and Rarity slide their lips up to your dome, where the two heavily kiss your engorged mushroom head, as well as each other, before pulling away, gasping slightly. The two back up from between your legs.

"Go on Shuga, get a taste..."

You pull yourself back until you're sitting upright, gasping, feeling ever so slightly dizzy. You find yourself gently pulling on her mane while petting her. It. And it dutifully follows, head lowering as she, it, comes towards your cock.

For a second you think you're losing your mind and the animal is actually going to just start giving you a blowjob.

Instead, as her head lowers more, your cock glides along her soft feeling features, and her muzzle pushes between your balls and your thigh. Your manhood twitches along her face and head as she curiously pushes as deep as she can into the crook of your crotch. She's smelling you, taking in your musk.

You stroke along her ears as she keeps smelling, breathing, each minutte movement causing her soft fur to tickle along your throbbing member. Your thighs and hips have six pairs of lips almost constantly kissing now, as your girls watch the pony.

Its wide tongue comes out to lap at the underside of your nuts. And then again, and again... Apparently it likes the taste.

You grind gently against her face while in the back of your mind begging that the dumb animal doesn't decide to bite. Its tongue lavishes your balls with saliva as it keeps inhaling your musk, and your dick drags back and forth against her.

Precum slowly seeps from your tip, onto her face.

"Oh fuck..."

Pinkie moves a foreleg around Sugars neck, and slowly draws her back. But as she does so it causes the pony to try and reclaim more of your taste. Her big flat tongue almost coils entirely around your girth.

"Heehee, see Kisses? I told you he tasted amazing. Boy Nonny you should take a look at her back here, she's winking like crazy! Wanna mount her stud?"

As Pinkie pulls, the tight coiling tongue slowly runs down your length, to your tip, before finally slipping off.

"God... Yes..." You manage to gasp out.

As Pinkie turns Sugar around, the pony then immediately backs up, pressing her round behind against you and your cock, her tail moved to the side, pussy winking, kissing your dick. She keeps moving forwards, then bumping her ass back against you, trying to make you mount her.

Oh fuck, well, here goes... You grunt and ease her forwards, press your tip to her pussy, and this time as she backs up, she has to do so slower. Your thick cock is slowly pushed into the tight and incredibly wet, drooling, pale pink pony pussy... She starts making more noise as some of the girls are around the two of you, watching your dick slowly sink in.

"That's it darling, you can take it all... He will hilt, just you wait... My word, such a glorious pussy pleaser..."

You grunt as her weight keeps pushing back against you, and like with the others, you start stretching open her cervix. She pushes back hard, lurching, and you're forced all the way inside this beautiful girl. You groan out, and run your hands along her back, massaging softly as you slowly rock your hips into her.

You move to kneel over her rather than staying sat on the stool, wanting to feel more of her with your body. Pinkie moves the stool back and then presses her hooves against your ass, massaging and apparently helping you to push.

Your hands run along Sugars soft, warm, wet fur, as you keep grinding your cock inside her, feeling along her vice tight pussy walls, until she makes more moaning noises, and she spasms around you, trying to milk you. You grunt as you give her short one inch thrusts as she orgasms and squirts around your dick. Her pussy walls are shuddering, wrapped so tightly around you as she drenches your thighs in her fluids.

As her first orgasm dies down, you try to prolong it even further and to bring another, your thrusts drawing back further each time, the wet smack of your hips meeting her growing louder. You're soon pistoning back and forth with your entire length, slamming into her while trying to feel as much of her as you can. She's so soft. You have an arm wrapped around her mid section, the other around her neck, torso rubbing against her back, panting passed her head as your hips buck into her.

All too soon, she climaxes again as you ram into her. Her knees start to buckle, and as she lays down on her front your cock slowly slides out of her, coated, like your thighs, with her release. You groan as you allow her to fall from you, your cock twitching, veins bulging, wanting to shoot after so much tension.

As you pant, you look to your other girls, expecting them to present themselves so you can start cycling through them as usual.

Instead, AJ and Rarity both move their lips back to your slippery cock, starting to stroke the sides up and down, as Twilight moves to start sucking at the tip, three tongues swirling at your straining rock hard meat. You groan out as Pinkie smiles.

"Seeing as it's her first time, we figure it should be her to get your hot load of baby butter, we're just going to help you get closer to unloading those huge balls of yours."

And with that she disappears, and you feel a poofy mane surrounding your nuts, a face pushing at your ass cheeks, and a tongue lapping at your asshole. You grit your teeth at the sensation, rocking your hips, wanting to feel more of the four mouths on you.

Shy and Dash flap their wings, and you open your arms to accept them, bringing the two against your chest, starting to make out and tongue wrestle with them. You groan into their mouths while messily kissing them as you run your fingertips along their spread wings.

All the while Pinkie is making out with your asshole like it could kiss back. And Twilight is sucking hard around your dome and an inch of shaft, while AJ and Rarity try their best to sloppily kiss each other with your fat cock in the way.

You grind back and forth for an age while Sugar Kisses recovers. You kiss the two pagasi deeply, trading open mouthed tongue kisses with one, then the other, or having both trying to overwhelm you at once. You groan with pleasure as AJ and Rarity seem intent on now stroking you as fast as they can with their lips wrapped round either side of your throbbing cock. You start thrusting between them, and into Twilights mouth, her tongue rolling and twisting over and around your dome.

Pinkies big tongue is now writhing a few inches inside you, pressing against your prostate while her lips kiss, smack, and suckle at the rim of your asshole, all making your member twitch even harder, precum leaking like a faucet. As you get close to shooting, you feel the mouths suddenly leave your manhood, and peering through multicoloured manes you find Kisses getting back to her hooves.

With two ponies hanging off your neck, you still manage to draw her back to you, press your tip to her still soaked pussy, and plunge your entire length deep inside, feeling her squeeze tight all around you. You move your upper body over her once again, Dash and Shy sandwiched between in a makeout pile. AJ, Rarity, and Twilight rub themselves against your body, kissing and lightly licking at your muscled, tensed arms and shoulders.

You grunt and groan as you hammer into your new girl, fucking her while Pinkie changes positions, forelegs holding onto your hips, face still between your ass cheeks as she tongue fucks you. You struggle to hold yourself up, and bear down on Kisses even more, gasping for breath as ponies writhe and kiss all around you, panting hard.

You slam yourself into her, and stay there, grinding as you moan out, cum forcefully shooting through your dick and spurting out, flooding her womb, forcing her to orgasm again. Her incredible tightness vibrates around you as you cuddle around her, and kiss madly around the top of her head. Pinkies tongue lavishes your twitching prostate with attention. It's all you can do to hold onto your sanity as you ride out the storm of pleasure.

As both your incredible climaxes eventually, inevitably, finally die down, you manage to sink your body to the floor, just next to her rather than crushing her. You and all your girls lay in a pile of multiple colours, your body being massaged from all angles by lips and hooves.

You almost feel like you're on a drug as you trade kisses with them, one by one, your head swimming. Bodies caress against you, hooves tenderly massage you, and tongues one by one drag from the base of your over-sensitive cock, to your tip.

Everything slowly fades out...

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As you start regaining your senses, you find that the water has been turned off long ago, and you've been towled down, laying on the floor, snuggling with Kisses.

"Mm darling, that was delectably delightful to watch and participate in..." Rarity gives you a soft, tender kiss, which you of course return.

Fluttershy delicately kisses your balls, encouraging them to refill, smiling up to you.

"Feel free to rest my beloved, we can stall dinner for a while, you come out when you're ready okay snuggle bunny?"

"Yeah... Yeah okay..."
Even now you're a little short of breath.

Dashie nuzzles her cheek against yours, then gives you a light peck on the lips.

"Don't take too long though."

As they leave the bathroom, you find yourself staring at the ceiling, holding the little pony, your new girl, Sugar Kisses, close. She seems to be in the same state as you, and nuzzles herself even closer.

This probably isn't... Too unusual, right? No, it's fine... Perfectly, wonderfully, fine...

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Alternate ending 1.

The bathroom door reopens, and Dashie pokes her head through. She grins at the sight before her, then speaks.

"Dude, I can't believe you fucked an animal, you slut."

She closes the door behind her as you have a mild panic attack.

Alternate Ending 2.

You are Sugar Kisses. And Holy Celestia that was amazing! Thank the Sun that Equestria exploded into nothingness. Nopony could ever get someone like this back there. Especially not you. Not when you're a retard anyway.

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Author's Note

First (And likely only) time writing about a pony pony.
Regular magical pony updates will resume shortly.