Author's Note
Final Warning: The following story you are about to read has mass orgies that contain m/f and m/m (which is the main focus), oral, a mentioning of a threesome, sex toy usage, funnel to ejaculate in into a mare's vagina, anal, multiple amounts of semen, shape-shifting, cowgirl position and premature ejaculation. This story is also currently unedited. Viewer discretion is strongly advised.
Once a Month
Thorax could tell that something was going on. He couldn’t figure out what exactly, but it was something that he noticed for the past week. Of course, the good Changeling may have been adopted by the Crystal Empire for about a month, but as of now, something was different. He could sense it by nearly everypony, from the guards to the dish cooks, chambermaids to hoofcolts, there was a sense of anticipation to the point that he could practically swim in it. For the past week, he was rather confused as to the emotions that perfumed the very air.
And it’s not just by ponies that he happened to pass by, ever since the staff had accepted him as one of their own, he had come into contact with these emotions directly. There was the usual curiosity, for sure. But now there were other things: excitement, nervousness, confidence. And one other that added to the confusion – lust.
For Thorax, this didn’t make any sense as he knew for a fact that the pony holiday, Hearts and Hooves won’t be around for many months to come. Plus, he was certain that there was no festival that was coming up to get the palace staff jittery. So one day, he decided to go to his new superiors to inquire what exactly was going on.
That evening, he went up to the Royal Apartments where the rules of the Empire: Princess Cadence and Shining Armor, along with his overlady Flurry Heart resided in. After granting permission to enter, he found them getting their little princess to sleep.
“Good evening, Your Majesties,” he said softly as he poked his head into the nursery.
“Thorax?” Cadence inquired as she used her horn to rock the crystalline cradle. “Well good evening yourself, is something wrong?”
“I’m… not exactly sure? Look, I can see that you’re busy so I might-”
“You don’t have to go anywhere,” Shining said. “Hopefully we should be almost done here. But uh…” he lit his horn to levitate one of the stuff toys over. “Just stick around for a bit, we’ll be with you in a minute.”
Thorax nodded as he watched the parents bringing their child to sleep. While this took a little longer than he expected to, once they were certain that they lull her into dreamland, were they able to step out of the nursery. Cadence and Shining escorted Thorax to another part of the apartments towards the living room where they sat down on a loveseat.
“You wanna take a seat?” Shining waved a hoof to the armchair across from them.
The Changeling shook his head, “I don’t think it’ll take that long really. There’s just something that has gotten me curious is all. So I thought that you were the ones most suitable to answer this.”
“Are the staff treating you well?” Cadence immediately asked.
“They are in fact… but that’s exactly what I wanted to talk to you two about. Since I’m learning about pony culture up close myself, I didn’t exactly want to misinterpret what’s going on.”
“What do you mean?” Shining raised an eyebrow.
“Well…” Thorax paused, uncertain how to begin or how to put his previous assumptions into something that was elegant. “Is there any major event coming up that I don’t know about? Because recently I’ve been picking up emotions all around from the staff that the only way I could compare it with is… Uh… (How do I say this…?) Like anticipating a fertility festival. If that makes any sense.”
Both husband and wife glanced at each other, their cheeks given way to a dark shade of pink. “You mean,” Cadence began, “that nopony has told you?”
“What?” he asked in complete innocence. “Is there something I should know?”
Both Cadence and Shining looked at the other, “Do you think we should?” the white unicorn asked.
“Well… He is technically a part of the staff now. Thorax does help out with Flurry when Sunburst isn’t around and lends a helping hoof in filling in whatever role that the servants need.”
“But he’s only been here for about a month.”
“Well so? Flowerdew was there a week after she was hired.”
“Yeah sorry,” Thorax interjected. “I’m seemed to be missing something here. What are you two talking about?”
Cadence sighed, “I’ll tell him,” she said as the fiery blush was still upon her cheeks. “Okay, Thorax… Have you ever noticed how the servants and guards within our borders tend to have the highest respect, trust, and cooperation than any other?”
The Changeling scratched behind his ear. “I can’t say since I haven’t been with too many servants outside of the hive. But I can say that the ponies here are rather friendly once you get to know them.”
“Well, especially with this staff, there’s a reason for that. Unlike those from say… Canterlot Castle, I have placed a different kind of activity that extends to those who work underneath this very roof. From the Crystal Guard down to the laundress, we have a… a staff appreciation day at the end of every month.”
“Oh. That sounds rather generous of you,” Thorax smiled. “Although, still doesn’t explain the whiffs of lust around.”
“I’m just gonna go ahead and say it,” Shining sighed, “I can summon it all up in one word: orgy.”
Thorax blinked, “Excuse me?”
Cadence, after giving her husband a glare, explained to him. “Well, you see… when we were able to take over, Sombra have left these ponies in a borderline wreck physically, emotionally, psychologically, and sexually. Love and sex were once forbidden outside of Sombra’s permission. If anything, they were used to being restricted for so long that they’ve forgotten how to express it at all. So… Shining and I discussed this and… yeah…”
“Just so you know,” Shining raised a hoof. “This was mostly my idea. That originally it was meant to heal and to help them learn how to make connections as a one-time thing, it became a monthly thing.”
“So you two got to…” Thorax hummed as he searched in his mind to think up for the right word. “Participate?”
They nodded, “Don’t get us wrong,” Shining told him. “We do love each other still. But at the same time, we’ve agreed a long time ago that if we ever wanted to have a sexual relationship from someone else, that we’d get direct permission from the other. The appreciation day is no exception to this, but it did allow us to be open to experimentation. To help us discover something about ourselves and what not.”
“Besides,” Cadence smiled. “You might wanna thank the staff for helping us conceive Flurry. At the same time,” she reached out a hoof to touch Thorax’s shoulder. “Just so you know, you don’t have to participate in if you don’t want to. Sunburst wasn’t comfortable with it, and to that I completely understand. Having you come to this event and what exactly you want to do or not to is entirely up to you. We won’t push you into it, but just you know, this is open to you if you wished to join in.”
He tilted his head, “Would either of you feel comfortable? If I was included?”
“Don’t worry about me becoming pregnant again,” the Alicorn of Love smirked. “There are spells to prevent that.”
“So we wouldn’t mind,” Shinning added. “Besides, to be honest, me and Cade have somewhat been debating over what you might be into.”
To this, Thorax smiled, “Okay.”
The couple blinked, “Really? They asked at once.
He nodded, “It’s not that I haven’t participated in a fertility festival before. Only, this will be a first for me because it’s all ponies there. It’s quite the event that we looked forward in the Hive, and I must confess… It’s been a while for me.”
“Well,” Cadence smiled, “This changes everything! The party itself starts tomorrow night after ten. Go down to the cellar and find the last barrel with a false lid, just go behind it and follow the stairs.”
“One thing I’ve gotta ask,” Shining raised a hoof. “You’re not planning on having a feast while you’re down there, are ya?”
This made Thorax laugh, revealing his toothy grin. “No need to fear. You’ll be safe around me. If anything, I’m rather curious to see this for myself.”
X_*_X
At first, Thorax was a little uncertain about the exact location of the entrance. Not that the crystal palace had more than one cellar that had miles upon miles of wooden barrels full of alcohol in which they were all alike. If anything, it had only one, titanic room in which the Changeling had found himself to be several minutes late then he intended to be. He tried tapping on several of them, but not one sound hollow to him.
“I wish the Princess was a little clearer about her directions,” he muttered as he went to the next barrel to knock on. “How exactly am I to find the entrance at this point?”
He reasoned as he came in that if there was any place to start looking, it would be from the ones that were up against a wall. After all, it might serve as the perfect cover to hide a secret entrance. However, this was proven to be rather tedious as there was a long row of these enormous barrels that were stacked up against the back wall. So understandably, he was on the verge of giving up until his senses picked up something.
A familiar scent of lust, he traced it was coming from the very last barrel from the corner of the room. After giving it a tap, his ears delighted in the fact that it finally sounded hollow. The Changeling guessed that perhaps the way to open it was from the spout that stuck out that acted as a lock. And so after testing it, he was right as the circular door opened.
He knew that he had indeed found it as the first thing he heard to come out was the sound of grunting and pleasured moans that came from across the hollowed barrel and down a flight of stairs. ‘This must be a big one,’ he thought as he stepped through and closed the door behind him. ‘I’m full already and I haven’t seen what’s going on.’ The Changeling’s wings were buzzing in excitement as he trotted down the steps. As he descended the steps, not only did the sound start to intensify but so did the emotions of pleasure. ‘How many are down there now? And how long has this thing been going?’
At the bottom of the stairs, it leads out to a small balcony in which Thorax got a good view of the Court of Lust. Underneath the vaulted ceiling with brightly lit chandeliers was an extraordinary sight. Near the center of this impressive space between the columns on divans, beds and mats of velvet were the same guards and servants that he’d seen before. Not only were they being without their uniforms and armor, but many were in some… compromising positions.
Thorax descended to the ground floor of this carnival of arousal where the air was swirling in musk, sweat and bodily juices. Seductive moans, polyrhythms of slapping with grunting, a crescendo of screams and decrescendo of sighs filled the Changeling’s ears. Even the sight alone at every angle was more than enough to get his rod of flesh to grow. Here a guard licks away at a panting mare who has a hoof on the back of his head to continue to kiss away her lower lips. There a trio of hoofcolts where one was laying belly up as one was thrusting his member into his mouth while the other did the same for his flank – both of them sharing a kiss.
So it was as the Changeling walked towards the center of the room. Combinations of partners filled his sight from a mare and stallion; a signal stallion with many mares; stallions only; mares only; or a clumped number of combinations upon the rug and furniture humping, sucking, fondling, and climaxing on the velvet fabric. However, not all were engaged in sex as some of them either took care of themselves or just freely talked with one another.
However, the crown jewel of this came from the very center at something that Thorax would never see. For in the heart of this orgy was a large, round shaped bed with many ponies circling around it. And for good reason. On a circular bed that was three times wider than a kitchen table at one end was Princess Cadence laying belly up, her face buried between the legs of a panting mare while a skinny stallion had just popped his rod of flesh into a white lubricated ponut. In contrast, Shining Armor was in the same position except his throat was stuffed by a guard’s staff while a mare was licking away underneath his tail as his own stiff erection was on full display.
“Y-Your highnesses?” Thorax said meekly and in response, Cadence lifted a single wing that held up a feather. As if to say ‘One moment please,’ as she wrapped her hooves around the mare as her pants turned into moans. Then as the mare’s pleasure reached a crescendo, she placed her hooves at the back of her head, pressing down on her marehood as she screamed for a few seconds before gently parting away from that tender maw.
“Thank you… Your Majesty,” she said between breaths as she stood up and got off the bed.
Now Cadence was free to speak as she whipped the juice from her face. “Hey, Thorax! Glad you can make it.” Just as the Changeling was about to bow, she held up a hoof. “There’s no need of that tonight. Just… Mmph… C-Could you slow down a little?” the stallion at her plot obeyed. “What’s important tonight is for you to unwind and h-have fun.”
“I must admit,” Thorax said as his eyes trailed over to the guard that was humping at the Prince’s face. “It’s much more… enthusiastic than I expected.”
The love alicorn giggled, “Believe it or not, this is the smallest group we’ve had. But still a… oh… a good crowd.” She looked over to where the Changeling was looking at and returned to him with a smile. “Like what you see?”
“I never knew you and Shining are this…” his cheeks blushed hard enough for his head to turn red.
“Open.”
“Hey… E-Excuse me, could you stop f-for a second?” The last request was towards the stallion that was plowing her did so. “Nopony will judge you here. The only rule we have is that if you want to engage with somepony, just ask. Make it clear what you want and others to do. And if you want to just be by yourself and watch, that’s perfectly okay. Do whatever makes you feel good.” She turned back towards the stallion holding onto her cutie mark. “Continue.”
“I-I’m close,” the guard that bucked his hips into Shining shuttered. “I’m gonna…” With one last thrust, he pushed his way into the white unicorn’s throat. Thorax could only watch as he witnessed the prince swallow wave after wave of his fellow guard’s euphoria before he pulled out, his member glazed in white. “Thank you.” He said taking deep breaths as he dismounted.
After clearing his throat, Shining turned to Thorax. “I have a question for you, what do you prefer: mares, stallions or both?”
“I uh…” the changeling’s own pleasure stick was slapping against his belly. “If it pleases you… I lean towards the male sex.”
The prince smirked, “Well the good news for you is that there’s no shortage here. Cadence is right, in this room, nearly everypony is pretty open. So there’s a good chance of you getting laid. Do you wanna join us?”
“U-Uh… maybe later, if it’s alright with you.”
He shrugged, “Suit yourself. Just remember, there’s plenty of lube, condoms, and rags to go around. There’s even a collection of toys over there. Oh! And be sure that when you’re actually doing it, be sure that it’s on the velvet. Okay?”
With a nod, Thorax went over towards the direction that the Prince indicated to see this toy collection that Shining spoke of. At one end of a wall was a shelf of nearly every conceivable tool dedicated to pleasure he could imagine. From beads that waited on a hook to colorful vibrators; from dildos that were cast of somepony’s foreleg to penetrable that were virgin tight, each one serenade the lusting changing to reach out to one of them.
“Excuse me,” Thorax turned his head to see a mare of light blue crystal trying to get past him. “I needed to get something. So if I could get past you…” he stepped aside as the black changeling was curious to see what exactly she was trying to get. This mare walked over to the lower part of the shelf to get a clear, plastic funnel with a spout that was quite long.
“What’s that for?” he tilted his head.
The mare blushed somewhat. “I uh… it’s for a fetish I have. Where I stuck this in me and let other guys clop over until they release their loads into me. Filling my womb with all that warm, sticky goodness.”
Thorax blinked, “Are you trying to get pregnant?”
“N-No, I already got a preventable spell on me, and I can’t afford to get pregnant anyway. But,” she blushed, “What can I say? I love the feeling of being full.”
“I… yeah I get what you mean. It’s the exact same with me. You know… minus the whole funnel thing.”
She raised an intrigued eyebrow. “Oh really?” the mare reached out a hoof to him. “By-the-way, the name’s Air Dry. I work in the laundry.”
“Thorax,” he reached his hoof. “And this… this is my first time being here.”
“Ah, I see,” Air smirked as she said. “Hey, I got an idea. Why not we play a little game?” Intrigued, the changeling asked what she had in mind. For this, she took off the shelf two sets of chalkboards with two pieces of chalk. “For about say… two, maybe three hours, we record how many loads that are being shot into us. Whoever gets the most, wins.”
“Is there a catch to this? What happens to the loser?”
“It’s just for fun. You in?”
The Changeling, now drowning in a sea of lust and desire looked about at the moving orgy with unpredictable shots of flying seed being shot up into the air like fountains. Oh… how he wants some of that inside him. “You’re on.”
Air smiled, “Great! How about over there?” she pointed over to a twin, backless velvet couches that were unoccupied. “Oh, and before I forget.” She took from the shelf a smooth, pink, lens shape pad that had a strap around it in which she put it on her hoof like a tacky bracelet.
The two of them walked over towards the couches, each placing the chalkboard down at one end while laying down on the other. Thorax watched over as Air laid down on her back, her hind hooves spreading out that put her marehood on full display. She turned the pad that was on her hoof in which there was a buzzing noise in which she placed between her legs. Before long, she withdrew momentarily now that her folds were wet. Now with the funnel, she adjusted the right angle for which she let it penetrate into her. Letting it descend and spreading her a little, even the Changeling couldn’t help but look directly into it to see how deep she was letting it go. For it had gone so deep that he could have sworn that it was poking right into her womb, but he wasn’t sure. However, once this was done, with a pleased smile on her face, she let her pleasure herself with the vibrator on hoof.
“H-Hey uh… excuse me,” Thorax felt a tap on his shoulder in which he looked over to what he recognized as one of the guards. A well-built, shiny green stallion with a blush and an exposed sword that already came out its sheave between his legs. “I’d just noticed that you were uh… available. So would you mind if-” with a smirk, the Changeling spread opened his hind legs.
“If you wouldn’t mind,” said he. “It’s been a while since the last time I did this so… go easy on me.”
“Sure thing,” the guard sat next to him, taking up one of the bottles of lubricant to uncork it and letting the slick, slippery liquid be coated around the meat that made Thorax’s mouth water. On the one hoof, while this guard wasn’t by any means thicker than he was, the staff was longer by a good couple of inches. “Do you want a little foreplay?”
Thorax looked over at the Air in which she had her hoof right over the lips of her marehood as she was lying back with a smiling daze on her face. “Maybe just a little I guess.” So the stallion picked his hindquarters from underneath him in which he lifted his plot up to the guard’s face while he stuck out his tongue. At first, the Changeling thought that he was going to lick his silky black sack, but he was confused as apparently, the stallion’s maw went lower. He let out a surprised gasp as he felt something wet and warm that brushed over his ponut. So unexpected was this that stuffed a hoof into his mouth as he felt the tongue tease and prod over the last area he thought anyone would be licking.
Meanwhile, the mare was finally getting some attention of her own. Two hoofcolts went up to her, as one of them asked: “Hey there, do you want something to go in that funnel of yours?”
She smiled, “Your boys baby batter would do just nicely. Come on up and let me a few loads,” Air’s eyes looked on seductively. “I want something hot inside me.”
And so the two hoofcolts climbed over until they sat on the armrest of the couch. One hoof groping and massaging the other. Yet, their pulsating shafts were aimed towards the funnel.
The guard who was licking instantly stopped and looked up to Thorax, “You ready to go?”
He nodded, “Yeah, just remember that it’s been a while for me.”
Thus the guard that held his flank lowered him down as he was right on his lap. Of course, this guard did have to reposition himself until his stiff excitement was lined up and just kissing the hole that wanted to be buried in. “I’ll go slow. Say something if it hurts.”
While this stallion wasn’t flared up yet, Thorax could feel from behind of how wide this tube of flesh that was prodding him. No longer could he listen to the symphony of sex that was all around him, for now, he wanted to play a role in it. He wanted something to enter into him to stretch his ponut and dive deep into his warm body. So as a response, he wrapped his hind legs around the one that was about to penetrate into him. “Don’t keep me waiting,” the changeling said.
Thorax breathed in the musky air, trying to relax as the stallion on top of him gradually pushed forward. The familiar stretching from this guard’s crown spread his hole a little wider with every push until “Ah,” the Changeling hissed in delight. “There you go…”
As he felt the guard inch his way further inside, he looked over to the other couch in which the hoofcolts were in a passionate kiss as they stroke each other. Just hearing their duet of moaning and soft grunting was enough to have Thorax’s own stiff lust throb with the added sensation of being stuffed. Indeed, his senses were overwhelmed from feeling the mid-ring of the guard being pushed in to tasting the delicious love that was coming off from the hoofcolts. He was drowning in his indulgence.
And he loved every second of it.
The guard above him stopped as his hips and the changeling’s flank touched, “Sweet Luna you’re tighter then you look.” He sighed as he looked down at his blue eyes. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”
Thorax smirked, “Whoever said I…. Ohhh… that I was?”
“I’m going to start moving now,” he says. “Say something if there’s anything wrong.”
“Just don’t hold back,” the lust filled Changeling laid on his back. “And I want it inside. Don’t worry about me, I just want to enjoy the pony ride.”
With a snort from the guard, he began thrusting. Slowly at first, he builds up his pace as moved in and out of that addicting hole. Thorax closed his eyes and let his tongue slither out as if he’s tasting a fine wine. His own member twitched over his stomach as it throbbed on its own.
Meanwhile, one of the hoofcolts couldn’t take it any longer as he pressed his hips harder against the other as he unleashed his white seed out into the funnel. In this moment of ecstasy, his hoof stroke faster as he was getting his partner to contribute. A few moments later, the other hoofcolt flared before his fleshy cannon fired into the draining funnel. The mare moved it about as she watched the stallion’s semen to enter into her.
“Thanks a lot, guys,” he said as they dismounted the couch as a guard took their place. Air glanced over to Thorax, “So how is he?”
The guard that was humping against the Changeling didn’t answer as he occupied. If anything, he was enjoying the soft feeling of his inner walls that felt like they were hugging every time he pulled out before he dove back in for its welcoming warmth. As the guard grunted with every thrust, it was getting the attention of other curious males that were beginning to decide who should go next.
For Thorax, this was exactly what he wanted. To let his hole be used again and again, to let their liquid love spill into him like a whore from Las Pegasus. He grinned as he felt his insides were being expanded as the flare was growing inside him.
“Here… Here it,” before the guard could finish his words, he finished. His tail pulsated as rope upon rope of his creamy love was shot into the used Changeling. Even Thorax’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt it being pumped into his gut. The guard slowly pulled out of him as his rod was glazed over. The two of them gasped as the flare popped out of that tight ponut with the guard’s seed leaking out.
After putting a tally mark on the nearby chalkboard by his couch, another stallion, a butler climbed up. “I hope you’re not too worn out already.”
With a lust filled gaze, Thorax smiled, “I’m only getting started.”
X_*_X
Forty-four. Or at least, that’s what the number was on the little chalkboard by the Changeling’s side. He felt bloated. Not just because of the number of loads that were shot into him, but because that there was enough positive emotion in the room to make him never feel hungry again. For several lifetimes over.
He looked across at Air who was more or less in the same state as he is. She had already taken out the funnel by the thirty-second shot, but that didn’t stop anyone else to add more into her folds. By her head, the chalkboard showed the same total that he has. However, she was clearly worn out and stretched out.
As tired as he was, he wished that it wouldn’t end in a tie like this. But looking about the expansive room, many ponies have either left or were taking a rest. He was about to roll over and clean himself up when he felt a hoof on his shoulder. “Did you have fun?”
Thorax craned his neck up, “Prince Shining?”
The unicorn himself had his fur that was in wet patches of semen, lubricant or both. Even his mane and tail showed evidence of the activities he was preoccupied with. “Some of us are starting to head back up and I wanted to come to check up on ya. To see if you’re okay.”
He nodded, “I am. And to answer your question, it was fun. For I could say the same about you as well.”
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “But to be honest, I’m not exactly ready to go just yet.”
This got Thorax’s attention, “Oh?”
The prince climbed onto the stained velvet couch. “If you don’t mind, would you go for one more with me?”
“As much as I want to, I do feel rather weak.”
Shining smiled as his horn lit his magic, creating a ring around the Changeling’s mid-ring. “Actually, that’s not what I have in mind. Something that I’ve been personally saving for all night.” As surprised as he was, Thorax’s thoughts melted away as his own pride was now standing up. “That is if you’re up for it.”
“Well,” the Changeling blushed. “M-Maybe just one more.”
“Before we do anything, are you able to… you know… shape-shift?”
Thorax raised an eyebrow, “I can. Why?”
Shining blushed heavily, “Well, I was kinda hoping that you might fulfill a little fantasy I have. And perhaps you might be the one to actually do it.”
“Okay, now you’ve got me curious. Who exactly do you have in mind?”
“Could you… change into Sunburst?”
Thorax blinked, “Huh. I never thought you’d have a thing for him.”
“What can I say? The guy is adorkable once you get to know him. That, and he has that flank…” Shining shook to clear his head. “So would you please?”
A smokeless, emerald flame burst on the couch for a brief moment. But in its place was the form of a familiar orange unicorn with a scraggly red beard and mane with glasses. His lower hindquarters were still covered in the seed of other stallions, but his fleshy staff was still at attention. “Voice too?” Thorax’s voice came through the flux Sunburt’s mouth. Shining nodded so he cleared his throat. “Shining, I hope you wouldn’t mind but I’m not exactly up for being stuffed then I already am.”
“Hey, that’s okay,” the prince responded as he played along. “I was thinking of something else. So don’t you worry,” he nudged him to lay back down on the couch with a hoof. Shining lit up his horn to pick up and uncork a bottle of lubricant. “You can just lay back, and let me do the work.”
The fake Sunburst nodded as the alabaster unicorn let the cool liquid be poured over his crown – sending a jolt up his spine. He moaned when the prince moved his magic about to have every inch be slicked and covered. But that wasn’t the only thing that Shining did. He leans down to taste his velvet sack, gently taking one of its heavy contents into his mouth to worship the flavor.
“S-Shining,” the disguised Thorax gasped as he felt the tongue circle and lap before he moved onto the other.
But just as he began, he stopped. “I know that you work hard,” he said. “And you’ve been so selfless in taking care of everyone. So how about I give you a reward for your services?”
“Are you sure?” the changeling asked. “I’m not exactly on the small end.”
“On the contrary,” the prince said as he climbed on top of him. “You’re perfect. So don’t worry about me, just let me take care of you, okay?” He lit up his horn as he lined up his ponut over the throbbing flesh. “I want you to just lay back and enjoy the ride.” And like that, Shining lowered himself over the crown, trying to get it to slip in.
Fortunately for the disguised Thorax, it didn’t take long. “S-Shining!” He exclaimed as he entered him, watching inches of himself disappear into the royal plot. It hugged him in a tight warmth and stroked him as he moved his hips in order to go deeper. Above him, his lord had his eyes closed as pleasured filled whimpers were heard. “Y-You okay?”
He nodded, “Yeah I… oohhh… I just need to prepare myself.”
Before he could ask, Shining, unexpectedly and without warning, dropped onto the flux Sunburt’s lap. All the Changeling could do was to moan as he felt being completely enveloped within a heavenly sensation. He wished for a moment that he could have this plot all to himself to rut it senselessly. But given how much pleasure he had to deal with-
“Woah,” Shining moaned. “I think I can feel your flare.”
“S-Shining,” Thorax pleaded. “I can’t.”
“Go ahead,” he put a hoof to his withers as he thrusts. “Let it out.”
It didn’t take long, merely a few thrusts from the pony that was riding him until he finally reached his climax. For a moment, Thorax wasn’t sure if he had died, but feeling that spurt after spurt that was being shot into Shining’s ponut was otherworldly. He could have sworn that it was milking him while the snowy unicorn smiled.
“There you go,” he said. “Feel better?”
After dropping his disguise, Thorax looked up at him. “Y-Your Highness…” he said between breaths. “Thank you…”
Shining slowly pulled himself up, his face scrunched up in a moment of discomfort as he uncorked himself from the wide flare that left a trail of white underneath his tail. “Actually, I should be the one thanking you.”
“Even though it was short lived?”
The prince waved a hoof, “At least we’ve enjoyed ourselves. Perhaps we’ll go longer next time. But for now, can you walk?”
Thorax shook his head, “Not without limping.”
“Here,” Shining lit his horn and carried the changeling off the couch. “Let’s get you cleaned up and put to bed.”
“But what about you? Shouldn’t I at least-”
“You’ve already done more than enough. Not just for me, but for a good chunk of the staff.” With a smirk, he added. “Besides, Cadie and I were talking not too long ago. We thought that if you want, you’ll be welcomed to our bedroom to do this more often.”
The changeling’s wings buzzed, “What a tempting offer. But for now, I do think I’d need to rest. Like for a day or so.”
Shining nodded, “You deserve it. Just one question.”
“What’s that?”
“Would you like to do this again next month? You’re more than welcomed to join.”
Thorax smiled, “Oh how am I able to say no to that?”
