RGRE Oneshots

You are Celestia, Princess of Equestria, Mare of the Sun, and a paragon of the pony race.

And you are pinned to your bed, being abused from behind by a predator.

You yelp as he thrusts and hits just right. C'mon, you can stave off your next orgasm a bit longer. The carnal sounds of flesh on flesh and the squeaking bed almost hypnotically rhythmic, giving you something to focus on other than the fire in your body,

You're sore.

Tired.

Dirty.

But by the goddess, you will NOT give in until he's sated.

One of his arms shifts, moving from your ruffled wing to roughly grab the scruff of your neck.

S-stave it off..!

He wasn't like a meek stallion. No, not at all. His attitude, stance, voice, all screamed: "Challenge me at your own peril." It was that that attracted you to him. It became easy to defer to him. He took charge of any situation you let him. It felt... Good. Natural, even.

Did you ever think it would end up here? No, but you're happy it did.

His arms snake around your front, one around your chest for leverage, and another up towards your face, where his hand firmly grips your jaw.

A gasp escapes you. You know what would happen to you if he bothered to squeeze.

The sharp sensation of teeth against your neck sends a thrill of terror through your body. Your legs buck but go nowhere. You're still pinned thoroughly.

A whimper escapes your lips as the fear brings you back to lucidity for a scant few seconds. Then, it's back to a blissful, writhing haze.

He pants against your neck, movements becoming jerky and quick. You know what's next.

He hilts, your hips meeting his with a final, violent clash.

Your perfect, millennia-old alicorn body was about to find a new purpose.

It would house the offspring of a carnivore.

It would nourish that offspring.

It would bring that offspring into the world.

You, prey, are going to mother a predator

Molten heat pours into your womb and your ecstasy shakes the windows.