Author's Note

Contains: female on male domination, combat sex.

I've said it before, but it bears saying again: thanks to The Great Derpsby, a very skilled proofreader and provider of fun and supporting feedback.

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Clash of the Tight Ones

Luna and Twilight struggled futilely against their bonds, moaning in frustration behind their gags.

Celestia and Cadence however, did not struggle. In Cadence’s case because of despair, and in Celestia’s case because of an unshakable serenity.

… Except not really, since it was all pretend. Twilight and Luna were struggling in frustration, sure, but it was the kind of frustration that they enjoyed. Celestia and Cadence also enjoyed their predicament. Good thing too considering they were tied up and gagged, with their arms, legs, wings, and horn removed, and being propped up against angled tables and held in place so that they faced each other and the room at large.

“And here’s where we’re stationed,” a voice with a certain twang proclaimed as five changelings filed in through the door ahead of them. The one speaking had orange silk for tail and mane. “Finally get to see it for ourselves. The mighty princesses of Equestria, captured, and not going anywhere.”

“Indeed, darling,” another changeling, with purple silk, said, and leaned in towards Celestia. “And you really aren’t going anywhere are you? We’ve seen to that, haven’t we?”

Celestia’s face was serene, but she closed her eyes at the jab.

“Don’t worry,” the purple-silked one said. “We’ll take good care of you.”

“Mmhmm,” one of the changelings with long, pink silk said. “We have to make sure our prisoners don’t escape, but we’re nice.”

The other changeling with pink silk growled maniacally behind her gag-mask, struggling against the straightjacket she was in.

“Don’t worry, Craze,” the last of the changelings, a rainbow-silked one, said. “We’ll get to know the princesses really well soon enough.”

Luna and Twilight renewed their struggles, while a tear flowed down Cadence’s cheek, courtesy of some clever magic on Twilight’s part which enabled her to cry at will.

Just as the five changelings were about to file out, the rainbow-silked and the bound changeling stopped. Rainbow held out an arm, stopping the others from passing through the doorway. “Hold up, you smell that?”

The others stopped, and sniffed the air. “Smells like love, excitement… and a stallion!” Purple said.

Purple looked up at the rafters just outside the door, her eyes lit up at what she saw, along with her horn.

Shining Armor grunted in frustration at being picked down from his hiding-spot, and was floated in a blue aura into the room with his wife and the other princesses. He was made up of only a perfectly muscled torso, his head, as well as a very impressive member, stout, rubbery, and thick as his muscled upper arm would’ve been, swinging freely in front of his large rubbery balls.

“Well well,” Orange said. “Look at that. Our queen’s little toy has escaped, and somehow managed to climb up onto the rafters for an ambush without arms, legs, or a horn. Ain’t that impressive?”

Cadence looked up at her husband being carried into the room, and let out a wail of despair. Like herself, Shining’s legs and arms were completely missing, his horn was barely a stump, and his tail was cropped short, barely being a short brush.

Shining Armor, for his part, looked in sympathy at his wife, then back at the changelings, spirited and defiant.

“What do you say, girls?” purple said. “Want to give the princesses a show with the prince here?”

“You bet I do,” Rainbow said, and Craze snarled in confirmation.

“Mmhmm,” Pink said, blushing, but with a hungry expression on her.

“The queen said he’s for her, but I think we’re allowed a round with Handsome here for capturing him,” Orange said.

“Celestia damn you,” Shining growled.

“Oh I’m sure she would, darling,” Purple said. “But there’s really not a lot she can do about this, is there?”

Celestia closed her eyes in silent apology to her captain, and Shining had to admit that her acting was improving compared to previous episodes.

“Well, enough talk,” Purple said, and magically thrust Shining Armor back first into Orange’s embrace. “Time for dinner.”

Shining rested, helpless, in Orange’s arms, one hand holding him underneath his buttocks, squeezing him tenderly, while another hand snaked across his supremely muscled chest.

“Mmm,” Orange said. “You sure know how to pick ‘em, Majesty. What do you say, handsome, want us to take care of you?”

“No!” Shining growled in defiance.

“I can tell you’re lying,” Rainbow said, as she also began running her hand across his chest, pressing him into Orange’s bosom. “Your stallionhood says so.”

“Indeed,” Purple said, kneeling down in front of Shining’s large, firm sacks, and started kissing and licking them.

“Agh!” Shining grunted, closing his eyes as he struggled to not let his member grow, but it was useless. Even at its smallest, his stallionhood was large enough to satisfy the most lustful of mares, and it quickly stood up to full mast from the hands caressing him, and Purple taking one of his large balls in her mouth, suckling it lovingly, and making him feel every vibration from her soft moaning.

Pink and Craze had sat down beside them, watching the show eagerly. Craze resting against Pink’s chest, huffing as Pink used one hand to gently rub herself between her legs and the other to rub Craze.

“Help me out here, Purple,” Orange said from behind Armor.

Purple reached into Orange’s marehood and pulled out a large rubber stallionhood, and angled it upward between Shining’s firm buttocks.

Orange quickly shoved it up into the prince, who grunted in defiance.

“Hmm-mm-mm,” Orange hummed in satisfaction to herself. “As wonderful on the inside as he is on the outside.”

Shining closed his eyes and grunted from the sensation. “I’m gonna show you!” he said.

“Let’s keep you quiet,” Rainbow said, and placed her hands around his neck, dragging him down into her breast, making the soft flesh spill over his mouth and nostrils.

Shining could only let out a muffled grunt as Orange starting pumping him from behind. He started squirming in place, but had no way of moving in any meaningful way. His member, standing fully erect, started twitching, before sending out a stream of liquid that splattered against Rainbow’s belly.

“Oh he liked that,” Rainbow said, grinning. “Let’s see if we can make that happen again.”

She raised Shining’s head from her, allowing him to gasp for air. Orange leaned in over his shoulder, smirking at him.

“I hope you can keep up, Your Majesty,” Orange said. “Because we’re all gonna have some fun with you. If you can’t, you are royally bucked.”

Shining huffed at her, and closed his eyes as Orange started pumping him again.

Purple ran her tongue across the ball currently in her mouth a few times, before letting go and standing up on her hooves. “Oh I can assure you, there’s plenty more where that came from.”

“Good,” Rainbow said, and almost tossed herself onto Shining. “Ah!” she cried as she enveloped him.

Rainbow started jumping in place to have Shining pump her, but didn’t have enough control over herself, so Purple stepped behind her and took her thighs, lowering Rainbow up and down over Shining’s member.

“Oh your wife is one lucky mare,” Purple said, as Rainbow’s head hung listlessly to the side, eyes crossed and tongue hanging out. “Well, maybe not so lucky now, but perhaps we can arrange the two of you to be together every once in a while if you behave. What do you say, Rainbow, is he behaving?”

“So– hah, hah, hah, so goooood,” Rainbow panted. “Can’t– hah, hah, hah, can’t think.”

Shining, for his part, kept struggling in vain without his limbs. He, Rainbow, and Orange, all closed their eyes and grunted as liquids started spilling out of Shining’s behind, and out of Rainbow’s marehood.

They let out a synchronized groan, and collapsed in a pile on the floor.

Shining landed hard on his side, squeezed between the two changelings.

Slowly, huffingly, they lifted themselves out of and off from him, and left him panting on his back. The two changelings who had pleasured themselves with him stood up, as the pink-silked one gently walked up to him.

She sat down on her knees beside him, and leaned down to softly kiss him on the mouth.

Shining’s eyes widened in surprise from this tender administration, and looked at the gentle changeling as she pulled away.

“Are you okay?” she asked. “You’re not hurt are you?”

Shining let out a sigh, and shook his head. “No,” he said simply.

“Good. Do you have anything left in you?”

Purple gently took Shining balls in her hands, and softly squeezed and cradled them. “Plenty,” she said, before Armor could react. “I dare say this stallion never runs dry.”

“Such a lucky mare,” Pink said, and looked at Cadence, who was in turn looking at the whole scene with apprehension and growing lust, before pulling some things from behind her. “Do you know what this is?”

Shining shook his head when he got a better look at it. One was a towel, and the other looked like a deflated balloon with a solid base, connected by a hose to a squeeze-pump.

“It’s a plug,” Pink said, and bent down to towel Shining’s stallionhood off before gently kissing the underside of it, then placed the balloon against the opening at the end of his flare. “Tell me how this feels.”

Shining’s eyes widened at the sensation as Pink started pumping the balloon, filling the inside of his stallionhood, making it even bigger and plugging it up.

He started panting as Pink kept pumping, feeling the balloon slowly expanding from the top of his length, down towards the middle. He could feel the cold texture cooling his stallionhood off and gripping it firmly.

“How does it feel?” Pink asked gently.

“It’s, hah, it’s,” Shining tried saying, as he tried looking at the plug filling up his stallionhood with every pump from Pink’s hand.

“Does it feel good?”

“I, I,” Shining said, and alternated between bending over and arching his back, his eyes locking onto his slowly growing length, before looking unfocused at the empty space above him.

“Does it feel good?” Pink pressed.

“Ye– ye– hah, hah, yes!” Shining said, as he felt the plug search its way almost down into his pelvis.

“Good,” Pink said in a gentle tone. “Look at this.”

Shining panted, and looked at his member. Even if the device had only plugged the top of his member, he could not have extracted it as it was now, but it was even deeper than that.

Pink removed the hose from the plug, which didn’t have time to let out a noticeable amount of air, before she held another plug up to it, which she screwed in place. As she did, the air inside it was further pressed down into the plug, as the whole plug was held even further in place.

Armor panted as he watched the handiwork, before looking up at Pink.

“Hope you liked that,” she said, and gently straddled him.

Rainbow had been wet and slick. She had slid herself onto him with little resistance, and they had slipped in and out of each other smoothly and quickly.

This gentle changeling however, had a marehood just as rubbery as Shining’s length. She lowered herself over him, eyes closed and mouth held her open. As she did, in contrast to her soft and gentle demeanor, he rubbed wonderfully against her; the surface of his member and her insides rapidly alternating between finding purchase and immediately giving way, creating a symphony of squeaking that mirrored their entrancing sensations.

Purple snuggled up next to Shining, putting one arm beneath his head and caressing his muscled, limbless body with the other. He glanced at her, and she smirked before pecking him on the cheek, then looking at Pink, who was supporting herself with one hand against Shining’s chest, and holding the other to her bouncing bosom as she lifted herself on and off from Shining’s member, softly chanting, “oh, oh, oh, oh…”

The wonderful pain was almost making Shining delirious, and he started panting as his balls tightened, but before he could have heavenly release, he remembered the plug inside him.

“Oh, oh, oh, wanna cum?” Pink asked, as she bounced up and down on him, making them squeak all the while.

Shining nodded wordlessly, his eyes wide from the frustratingly wonderful feeling of pressure building in the base of his member.

“Oh, mmmm! Mmm, so do I,” Pink said, and collapsed on top of Shining, panting. “Someday.”

Purple embraced the two of them, and snuggled up with her muzzle in Shining’s mane. “See, we’re not all that bad, are we?” she asked. “We’re taking good care of you.”

A slowly panting Shining looked at a smiling Purple, who in turn looked towards the princesses, who were looking at the scene as if spellbound, their marehoods, on full display, flush with lust and excitement. “Your princesses approve,” Purple said.

Shining resisted the urge to ask his captors to let him be close to his wife. This could all be a ploy; opening themselves up to each other in a way that was for the closest of ponies, only to have them belittle and mock him when he thought they might be warming up to him.

… In-character of course. Outside of this they were as close to each other as lovers could be.

Pink raised herself from Shining, but the pressure in the base of his member showed no signs of receding. In fact, if anything it was slowly growing, even outside of the pink-silked changeling mare.

Pink bent down to peck Shining’s cheek, the one that wasn’t being cuddled by Purple, before looking at Craze, the poofy-silked changeling in a straightjacket.

“Do come over, Craze,” Purple said. “The handsome prince will take good care of you.”

“Oh yes,” Pink said. “He’s so big and feels so nice. Let me help you.”

Craze growled mirthfully and was about to fling herself onto Shining, when Pink gently held her hands out to stop her. “No, no breaking the nice prince.”

Craze looked sadly at Pink, and rumbled mournfully against her mask.

“Oh alright,” Pink said, as Purple moved away from Shining. “Just be careful with him.”

Shining looked on in horror as Pink pulled out a restrictive steel-rod from the back of Craze’s jacket. “What is she?” he asked.

“She’s just a little spirited,” Purple said. “Don’t worry though, you look sturdy enough.”

Shining was left lying alone on his back, futilely trying to shuffle backward as he looked up at the still-bound-but-now-slightly-less-so changeling snarling at him behind her mask, whose eyes were hungrily locked on his plugged up stallionhood.

Craze let out a screech and jumped towards Shining, landing on his muscled chest with her bound arms in front of her.

Shining gasped as the air was pushed out of his chest, and coughed for effect as Craze started nuzzling him roughly.

He struggled helplessly underneath her as she writhed on top of him, pressing his member against her belly, when she turned around and lay on her back.

She wiggled her soft buttocks against his stallionhood, struggling to aim between them and moaning in frustration.

Shining’s face was covered in the poofy, pink silk that made up Craze’s mane, and felt his stallionhood rub against the voluminous mounds of Craze’s behind, further building up the pressure behind the plug in him, when she finally managed to place it between them.

“Mmph!” she moaned in satisfaction, and pressed down further.

Shining could feel himself enter her tight opening, and the texture of her soft flesh, as she welcomed the tight sensation.

Then, she clamped down on his length, and started turning around again.

She turned to her side, dragging Shining along with her, attached as he was to her behind, making him also turn to the side.

Craze angled her head back to look at a shocked and confused-looking Shining Armor, before turning again, placing herself on her belly.

“Wha– hey!” Shining said, as he felt himself being dragged along and placed on Craze’s back, as she lay on her front, giggling to herself from the sensation.

“Whoa!” Shining said involuntarily, as he was somehow balanced on Craze’s back, his head coming to rest over her shoulder. He was all the way in her now, far enough to poke her spine halfway up her torso.

Craze giggled, and turned her head to look into Shining’s eyes. She let up on the grip she had on him, and bounced her lower half up as she loosened her grip on his length.

When he was a little more than halfway out of her, she once again clamped down on him, making him come to a stop, then yanked him downward again and let him go, slamming him into her again.

“Hah!” Shining couldn’t help but exclaim, as Craze repeated the process, and held his eyes tightly shut as he felt the building pressure pick up speed.

“Mmf-ff-ff-ff!” Craze giggled as she looked at Shining’s expression, and gradually quickened the pace, repeatedly launching him out of her, then gripping him again and slamming him back into her.

“Hah! Hah! Hah!” Shining panted in sync with his forced penetration of the bound changeling, before he felt himself gradually slipping to the side. “Hah! Hah! Haaaugh!”

Shining slid down Craze’s side, and wiggled uselessly as he instinctively tried using his non-existent limbs to try and catch himself.

He landed softly on his side, still partially inside Craze, who looked at him with frustration. She tried turning towards him, but like a dog chasing its own tail, only spun Shining around, dragging him across the floor.

“Whoa, hey, stop!” he shouted, which went unheeded until Purple put her hands on Craze’s cheeks.

“Calm yourself, dear,” she said, and gently led Craze down onto her knees, then further down on her belly. “I shall handle this.”

With Craze on her belly, Purple sat on Craze’s upper back, making Craze grunt a bit as the Purple’s weight pressed her onto the floor.

Purple reached out and collected a slightly disoriented Shining Armor, picking him up with her hands on his side and pulling him out of Craze’s behind.

Shining Armor didn’t bother to struggle when Purple placed him on Craze’s lower back, and simply tried having a stoic expression in a futile attempt at looking authoritative.

Purple looked down in Shining’s stallionhood appreciatively, licking her lips and placed a hand on it, rubbing the tip, and the plug in is, with one thumb. “Hng!” Armor grunted in sudden pleasure.

“Such a catch,” Purple said, and looked Shining in the eyes. “We’re lucky to have a moment with you, Your Majesty, but it’s not just us that are enjoying ourselves, is it?”

Shining averted his eyes and snorted, but Purple softly took his chin and turned it to face her, smiling gently at him. “Is it?” she insisted.

Shining let out a sigh, and closed his eyes. “No,” he admitted.

“Mmm. So glad to hear that,” Purple cooed, and leaned forward to give Shining an unexpected kiss, before Craze started rocking and moaning in displeasure.

“Yes alright,” Purple said in good humor, and grabbed Shining by his waist, lowering him down over Craze’s buttocks, and taking his member in one hand to lead it into Craze’s opening.

She inserted Shining back into Craze, and brought him out and into her again. Craze collapsed and moaned to herself, as Purple smiled at Shining, before leaning him forward, pressing his face against her breasts.

Shining felt the soft flesh envelop his muzzle, and could only breathe through his nostrils.

Purple leaned her head back in order to look Shining in the eye, and said, “If you’re really nice, we’ll let you stay with your wife for a bit before returning you to your queen. Who knows, perhaps your princesses and your sister would enjoy your company as well?”

Shining, unable to say anything through the giants breast his mouth was pressed against, simply mumbled into it and nodded.

“Wonderful,” Purple said, eased the pressure she was pressing Shining into her with, and moved him towards her nipple.

Shining closed her eyes, and simply savored how he was still moving in and out of Craze underneath him, who were still moaning into her gagging, the pressure still building behind his plug, and now Purple’s soft, warm flesh.

He parted his lips and let the soft nipple into his mouth, giving it a gentle suckle, and dragging his tongue back and forth across it.

“Mmm,” Purple hummed softly, leaning her head back, before Craze wiggled underneath her, and moaned in complaint.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, my dear,” Purple said, realizing she had slowed down with pumping Shining in and out of Craze’s behind. “Let’s see if the good prince isn’t feeling generous enough to perhaps play with us on his own volition, hmm?”

Purple looked questioningly at Shining with a smile on her face, before he sighed, and slumped his head a bit. His princesses needed him, and it’s not as if these changelings didn’t have wonderful-feeling, soft flesh, and impossibly voluptuous forms, and it’s not as if it wasn’t paradise to have them moan underneath him as he rubbed every inch of their insides. “Fine,” he said.

“Wonderful,” Purple said, and placed her hands on his side, holding him in place and enabling him to move his pelvis as he saw fit.

Shining started thrusting his member in and out of Craze, feeling how her inner flesh shivered and contracted with his every move.

Purple looked on him fondly, and moved closer to him, holding him against her, resting his chest against her big, soft breasts, and placing his head beside her’s, nuzzling his cheeks.

Shining Armor, or at least his current character, had to admit that this perhaps wasn’t so bad; being held close to a soft and warm, voluptuous shape, as he was satisfied in the deepest ways.

Before long, Craze started mewling intensely underneath him, then let out a long groan.

Shining stopped, and Purple looked down on Craze, placing a hand on her silk. “Enough for now?” she asked.

Craze nodded, and Purple lifted Shining out of her, and lay down on her back, placing Shining on her belly as he observed his stallionhood. “Well, here’s somepony who is just inexhaustible,” she said. “And generous too. I’ve had you inside me in one way, sweet prince, but I think we should get to know each other even better. It looks like you’re gonna have plenty left for your princesses.”

Shining looked down at himself. It didn’t show much, but the force behind his plug was now like a dam, and soon enough there would be another burst of pressure behind it.

Purple looked up at Shining with captivating eyes. “Will you satisfy me?” she asked, and lowered him over her.

Shining had no arms or legs to explore her form with, but he started nuzzling Purple’s bosom, her warm flesh yeilding to his touch. He rubbed his firm chest against her soft curves, feeling them give perfectly underneath him.

Purple was writhing underneath him, her eyes closed and her head leaned back. He traced kisses up her neck, and slowly wiggled himself upward, all the while aligning himself to her opening.

He thrust into her with one movement, hilting immediately, and making Purple arch her back and shriek in shock. Like Pink, Purple’s inner form was rubbery and dry, and yet felt wonderful against his tough, painless length

Shining smirked from his small victory as she opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise. She smirked back at him, and said, “naughty,” before holding him close to her and vigorously bouncing up and down, pumping him in and out of her.

Shining could tell that Purple was losing herself in pleasure, and raised his pelvis as best as he could to stop her, not having arms to do so with.

“Hold still,” he ordered, and she looked up at him with a surprised look, before smiling at him.

Shining had her figured as one who didn’t mind a little authority, and had to hold back a smile of his own. “Pull me further up,” he said.

Purple put her arms around Shining’s lower back, and started wiggling him up across her.

“Stop,” he ordered, when he was properly aligned.

He slowly but firmly inserted his length into Purple, a look of superiority on his face when he did.

She let out a small moan, and held him tight as he pulled out of her, then in again. As he thrust slightly rougher, she bent her head back and moaned, louder.

“Quiet,” Shining ordered, and locked eyes with her when she looked at him.

Purple looked into Shining’s eyes, a slightly frightened look on her, as Shining slowly and deliberately rubbed his length inside her again. She swallowed down a moan, and Shining gave her a look of slight approval.

He was an armless, legless, hornless prisoner. He was their toy, and yet he managed to win this small victory over one of them.

After a few slow thrusts, he smiled at her. “Good,” he said, and bent down to kiss her neck. As he did, she let out a sharp breath, to which Shining pulled away, stopped mid-thrust, and gave her a harsh look.

When she returned a demure expression, he smirked at her, and slowly started inserting himself into her again. “Good girl,” he said.

Purple nodded, grateful for his approval, and he sped up his thrusting. When she stayed quiet, he bent down and kissed her, and she stayed quiet throughout that too.

Before long, the pressure behind his plug increased again, and Purple arched back as he felt his stallionhood showered in something wet.

Purple looked at Shining, flushing, before gently lifting him off from her, and placing him on his back. She bent down and took his stallionhood in her mouth, gently sucking it clean.

“Good work,” he said, approvingly, as her tongue kept playing up and down him.

Before long, she was finished, and she daintily raised herself up. leaving Shining with his permanent erection on the floor. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” she said.

The room was silent for a moment, before Shining looked at the other four changelings, who seemed to wake up from the trance that Shining and Purple’s act put them in.

“Alright, enough mushy stuff!” Rainbow declared, and stood up. “Time to put the prince in his place.”

“Darn tootin’,” Orange declared, and stood up as well. They walked over to Shining, who sighed as Orange picked him up.

“Same thing as before?” Rainbow asked.

“Don’t fix what ain’t broke,” Orange said, and started lowering Armor’s behind over her erect length, with Rainbow standing in front of her, hungrily eyeing Shining’s erection.

When Orange’s length was halfway into him, Shining bent forward and kissed Rainbow full on the mouth, stopping his descent. Rainbow, a bit surprised by this, took a moment before closing her eyes and melting into the kiss.

That’s when Shining struck.

He clenched his muscled butt over the length halfway inside him, and sucked hard on Rainbow’ mouth, who took a moment to realize that something was amiss.

During that time, Shining used the great pull he had on Rainbow’s lip, to swing his entire body to the side, whipping Orange whose length he was still gripping in his behind.

Orange was pulled away with a startled yell, and Shining let go and slung her towards the other changelings.

Rainbow was toppled by the great force, and Shining, still attached to her mouth, pulled downward.

Rainbow stumbled forward, and Shining, partially to her side, let go off her mouth, and bent his muscled body mid-air, smacking Rainbow across the head with his meaty length, sending her head-first into the floor.

The other four changelings were still tumbling across the floor from having Orange tossed into them, and Shining angled himself to land on Rainbow’s back.

The air went out of her from the impact, and as the other changelings were picking themselves off the ground, he repeatedly headbutted the back of Rainbow’s head.

“Augh! Hey!” she complained, before managing to steady herself and push herself up to a standing position.

Shining bit down on her silky hair, and managed to unbalance her as he swung behind her.

Orange and Purple were advancing on him, and he swung himself towards them, aiming his muscled behind towards Orange’s face, and bent his torso so as to add extra impact and bounce off her.

Orange was sent backward again, and Shining ricocheted towards Purple, this time with his front towards her.

Purple’s eyes widened when she realized what was happening, and with one smooth move, Shining’s entire stallionhood was hammered all the way down Purple’s throat.

She lost her balance, and found herself on her back, with Shining on top of her. Shining looked back with a grim expression, and with a jerky move, did something that would’ve crushed the internals of Purple’s throat. The sound-effect wasn’t there, but she did have the presence of mind to let out a defeated whimper.

The pressure behind Shining’s plug increased

He saw Rainbow and Orange advance on him from opposing sides, and quickly pulled out of Purple, angling his pelvis to swing himself up to a sitting position on her face, and just as the two changelings had closed in, he jumped what little distance he could by springing his torso.

It was far enough. He grabbed Orange’s length in his mouth, and swung upwards.

Orange had been pulled down with the force from the swing, and with a shocked expression, saw Shining soar into the air beside her face.

Once again, Shining angled himself to smack Orange with his length, and not only that, but this time he bounced off her in a way that positioned him to send Rainbow flying across the room with a hit to her face.

This time however, without any targets to hit and keep himself airborne, Shining found himself in a free-fall to the ground, with no way to help his situation.

He hit the ground with his pelvis, and ended up on his back. Those last strikes were enough to remove Orange and Rainbow from the game, but he was not done yet.

He looked around, and saw why Pink and Craze had not joined the fray yet: Pink has been extracting Craze from her straightjacket.

Just as he looked, Craze tore the jacket into tatters, sporting claws for fingers and a manic look.

Pink backed away from Craze as she sprinted towards Shining. Her mouth was still gagged, but her eyes spoke of madness.

Shining tried backing away, but without limbs it was useless. Craze jumped and landed on him.

With razor-claws, she dug into his torso, piercing his ribs with one hand and tearing a large gash across his side with the other.

“Augh!” Shining grunted in a sexily heroic way, keeping a defiant look on his face as Craze stepped off him and lifted him up by the claws in his torso.

She tossed him behind her, towards Pink, who stood and contemplated the scene with fear and growing arousal.

Shining gasped, but lifted himself up on his pelvis to face Craze.

She advanced on him slowly, huskily, and as she was towering over him and prepared to strike again, Shining imagined him and his wife descending on these little monsters after he had freed her and his princesses.

The pressure became too much for the plug to handle. Scores of climaxes came firing out all at once, straight into Craze’s chest.

She was lifted off the ground, and shot into the ceiling with what would have been a satisfying crunch, before falling listlessly to the floor.

The recoil kicked Shining’s pelvis out from underneath him, but as it hovered slightly over the floor, and Shining was moving backward, he slammed it downward with all his might, sending him flipping through the air, towards Pink.

Shining expertly aimed towards a shocked Pink’s mouth, and just like Purple, hilted into her mouth with one movement.

Pink landed hard on her back, and struggled against the prince on top of her.

Shining didn’t make a finishing move, he looked back at her struggling form, and took his time.

Pink waved her arms uselessly, unable to dislodge the muscled form of Shining Armor on top of her. She tried moaning in fake protests, as her struggling gradually weakened.

Before long, her form went limp, and Shining made a few twists to make sure she stayed down, then he lifted himself off from her.

Shining lifted himself off from the last changeling, and turned to face his princesses, who were looking at him with wide eyes, and flushed marehood.

“Aaand scene!” Rarity said from the side, in the body of a purple-silked changeling.

“Golly!” Applejack said as she lifted herself into a sitting position. “We were supposed to let you win, Shining, what do they teach you in guard-school!?”

Bonus Chapter: Rainbow Is Punished.

The light of the morning sun caressed Fluttershy’s cheek, gently encouraging her to wake up. She smiled, and angled her head to the side to nuzzle Rarity.

Rarity also gently woke up, smiling as well, though she kept her eyes closed behind her sleeping-mask.

“Did you sleep well?” Fluttershy asked.

“Wonderfully,” Rarity breathed, and angled her head to share a small kiss with Fluttershy.

“Glad to hear it. I’ll go up and make us some breakfast,” Fluttershy said.

“Well, if you must leave me,” Rarity said, smiling beneath her mask, before noticing that Fluttershy had gone strangely quiet. “Fluttershy, dear?”

“I… I can’t sense my body,” Fluttershy said.

Rarity probed for hers as well. “Neither can I,” she said, sounding a little worried.

“What do we do!?” Fluttershy said. “If somepony finds us like this…”

“Shhh,” Rarity said, and snuggled up to Fluttershy. “Help me remove my mask, and we’ll see what’s to be done.”

Fluttershy reached up to Rarity’s mask, and grabbed it between her teeth.

Rarity looked around Fluttershy’s bedroom, and saw nothing out of place. “Well the windows are covered, and it doesn’t look like anypony is spying on us, perhaps our friends are preparing a surprise?”

They froze up at the sound of sniggering outside the door, before hearing the sound of something whooshing away into the distance, followed by hoofsteps.

“Or perhaps it's just Rainbow and Pinkie,” Rarity said, as the air went out of her.

“Should we stay in bed a little longer then?” Fluttershy suggested, looking at Rarity with anticipation.

“Perhaps we should,” Rarity agreed. “Want me to start you up?”

“Yes please,” Fluttershy said.

Rarity dove down beneath the covers and wiggled to Fluttershy’s pelvis, where she, just like Rarity, wore a latex-panty with a vibrator attached to the inside.

Rarity pressed down on the front, and the inside buzzed to life. Fluttershy let out a small moan, and wiggled in place.

Fluttershy smiled to Rarity as she appeared from the covers. “You want me to, mmm, start you too?” she asked.

“Kisses first,” Rarity said.

“Okay, you two,” Twilight said to the two limbless ponies in front of her. “I think it’s time you were punished.” Beside her, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack stood, nodding.

“Finally. Couldn’t agree more, Twilight,” Rainbow said, from her position on the table.

“Yeah, whatcha got in mind?” Pinkie asked, beside her.

“I don’t want to spoil the surprise, but suffice to say that Rainbow will have it the worst,” Twilight said.

“Aaaw,” Pinkie said, and Rainbow chuckled.

“Don’t celebrate too early,” Twilight said, and levitated a long, transparent tube from underneath her. “We’ll just start right away so we have time to find whatever it is you’ve shoved into Applejack’s brain.”

Beside Twilight, Applejack kept staring humorlessly at Rainbow.

“Alright, that looks exciting,” Rainbow said, trying to sound brave. “What is it?”

“Your new home until we decide it not to be,” Twilight said, and lit up her horn.

“What do you– hey!” Rainbow said, as Twilight lifted Rainbow up in her magic, and twisted her like she was a wet rag.

This displaced the air out of Rainbow, and enabled Twilight to turn her into a very pliable shape, which she shoved into the transparent tube.

The tube turned into a mostly cyan affair, with parts of rainbow-coloration at once place.

“Excellent,” Twilight said, and turned to Pinkie. “Open wide.”

Intrigued, Pinkie did just that, and Twilight shoved the Rainbow-length into Pinkie’s mouth, and all the way through her torso.

When one end poked out through Pinkie’s mouth and the other through her marehood, Twilight magically fused the two ends together, turning it into a perfect, thick ring.

The four friends with bodies leaned close to look at Rainbow where her head would be, and saw one eye staring back at them in annoyance.

“Trust us, darling,” Rarity said loudly. “This will be good for you.”

“And you, Pinkie,” Twilight said, and lit up her horn.

the Rainbow-ring started perpetually turning, moving into Pinkie’s marehood, and out of her mouth, in an endless insertion.

“Good enough,” Twilight said, and turned to Starlight, still suspended in the room. “I wonder if Starlight is ready to become a better pony.”