Double Waifu Extravaganza

by Bathspounge

Rating: mature
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Suicide / Self Harm, Profanity, Non-consensual, Violence, Twilight Sparkle (EqG), Death, Narcotics, Twilight Sparkle
Length: 2240

In this short little parody clopfic I have hypersex with both of my waifus.

In this thrilling little parody clopfic I’m a sick pony who gets taken care of by my waifus. First person, hyper, cumflation, etc. You know what to expect from me.

Published 2018-03-12 05:40:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-05-12 03:36:55 UTC

Double the Fun

Based on a True Story

One fine day in May I was cuddled up between my two waifus. One of whom wears glasses, and both of which are Twilight Sparkle. That's right, I love Twilight Sparkle so much that I married her twice. As per usual we fell asleep in a big cuddle; with their forelegs wrapped around my torso and their metroplex of lowest legs entangled around my gargantuan penis. Each mare has a tight grip on me, trying to get as close as they possibly can to the stallion of their dreams, particularly his stallion part. There's a fertile vagina grinding on either side of my healthy girth, pressed against the surface with lips spread, twitching in perpetual anticipation. The constant contact with pussy keeps me from ever getting soft even during sleep. Her thick, milky thighs tapper down into shapely calves crossed on the opposite side of my shaft.

They pepper my face with kisses in order to wake me. Glasses Twilight pulls her plump lips off my cheek and turns her head so that they hover over my ear. "Wakey wakey," she whispers, her hot breath filling my listening tunnel. 20:20 Vision Twilight runs her smooth hoof down my fuzzy belly until it connects with my cock. She coos my name into my other ear, "Spounge~a~Kun~ Spounge~a~Kun~"

I awaken! From my dreams into the dreamland that is my polygamous marriage with two Twilight Sparkles. My eyes pull apart, not that it matters. They're so thick with coagulated eyeball lube-goo that I can't see anything anyway. My penis throbs and thickens, parting Twilights' thighs by another couple of inches. As I hear their resulting moans a grin curls up my cheeks. That's my girls.

Astigmatism Sparkle gyrates her hips in a vain attempt to get more of me. "How's our favorite stallion doing?"

"Congested," I say in a voice that communicates the same.

"Allergies again?" she asks.

"Yes," I croak.

"Aw… that's too bad," her doppelganger responds.

"Ye-" yawn splice, "-ah, I'll probably be forced to stay in bed all day long and do nothing while you lovely ladies tend to my every whim, again," I sigh with all the feigned despair in the world.

The waifu brigade giggles and start to rub their thighs together like the traditional dance of ancient islanders. Because both summon leviathans. Nearsight Sparkle eventually stops and climbs out of bed. "I'll go start the coffee pot and get you some pharmaceuticals," she says as she walks out of the room. She stops at the door and turns back to say, "don't get anypony too pregnant without me."

Twilight climbs up and straddles me, wrapping her forelegs around my dick, hugging it against her chest and giving the tip a hecka lotta smooches. "You know," she coos, "draining fluids helps with allergies."

"I'm aware. I don't know if I can achieve orgasm with this migraine, though. Lol."

She continues to make out with my dick, swapping spit with precum as her mouth focuses on my wide urethra. Sometime between then and when I entered her pussy, I fell back asleep.

I’m awoken by the feeling of Twilight’s tongue dragging over my slightly parted lips. I open my eyes and look into the half-lidded bespectacled ones of my wife. She’s sitting on my chest, tail and butt twitching like a dog ready to fetch. “Mmm… I haven’t felt you inside me in too long,” she whispers, “my ovaries are hungry for your cum.” She levitates two small allergy pills into my mouth, followed by a puddle of coffee to help me swallow it.

Just as I’m about to say some smart-ass comment about how I filled her to bursting with cum just last night, I am struck with a sudden wave of headache and reduced to silent wincing.

“Aw, you poor thing…” she coos, planting another kiss on my forehead. Her tongue peaks out and she licks down my face until our snouts are pressed together, and we start to make out. That’s inaccurate, I’m basically immobile and she is doing most of the work. Meanwhile, other Twilight is going to town on my dick, wrapping her hooves around the massive bulge which protrudes from her chest. Her head bends down and she sucks on the end of the bulge, giving me a ghost blowjob through her own womb. Both orifices at once is too much, and I start cumming. Twilight eagerly swallows, causing her chest skin to distend further down her throat as it fills with cum. As much as I’d love to see her gagging as she pulls my massive first load of the day out, I drift back into sleep in the middle of my orgasm.

These insomniatic episodes lack dreams, as I am unable to reach the levels of sleep they occur during in just a few minutes of slumber. I reawaken to the profound smell of my semen, everywhere. Not that I can be certain of that, I’m not opening my eyes. “Gah!” I choke through a dry throat, “I’m awake!”

“Oh! Great! You’re so much bigger when you’re awake,” Twilight moans. From very minute differences in cadence that only an expert such as myself could note, I know that it’s glasses Twilight. From the moaning, I know that she’s fucking me.

A sloppy wet kiss lands on my lips, she tastes like my cum. Default Twilight is sitting on my chest now, wow she’s heavy, I must have cum a ton in her, wish I could remember it.

“Sorry about that,” I chuckle, “had to take a nap to recharge for round two, haha.”

“You’ve been out a bit longer than that, dear. We managed to get four cumshots out of you without waking you up,” Twi swoons. Wish I could remember it.

“I thought you felt a little heavy for one load, haha.”

“Yeah, I’m carrying about two-and-a-half right now."

"So she's only got one and a half? Lets even it out, " I say, voluntarily orgasming. A grand sum of semen and cum pours from my loins into those of Twilight Sparkle 2. Her stretchy purple cartoon pony womb eagerly swallows all I can give her, and begs for more without spilling a drop, like a good wife. Her doppelganger spins around to hug her own doppelganger, squishing the broad cum bag of Twilight's belly as it fills her arms, I mean forehooves. Her purple eyes stare into her purple ones as they cuddle up around my cum. The other nut drops and I start cumming for real, taking Twilight to new levels of pleasure and size, stretching her belly vertically with the sheer force of my overvolumous orgasm.

"Keepgoing! Keep! Going! Uahahauha~!" the pony I'm cumflating moans as the living condom part of her outsizes the rest.

The other mare cuddles my cocksock more vigorously, rubbing herself against the taught skin of the cum-stretched belly. "This is one of your biggest loads yet! I can't wait to measure it," she moans, almost enjoying my output as much as the pony feeling me output it. Almost.

I give a weak, sickboy thumbs-up as I keep on cumming, obstructing Twilight Sparkles' views of eachother with Twilight's practically spherical belly. At long last, after minutes of filling her, and gallons upon gallons of cum, Twilight is at her limit, stretched into a sexy spherical alicorn with no space left to hold cum, and so she starts to leak. Cum flows out via every path it can find, some dribbling back down my dick, but much more spilling from her mouth and nose. Then her ears. The other Twilight intervenes before her eyes become additional avenues, rolling her off my dick with magically ease and revealing my still-spewing dick, geysering seed like I only just started. She quickly replaces her friend's pussy with her own mouth, sucking down my orgasm for it's remainder.

"Hell yeah," Fullsight Sparkle says as she rolls up next to her equally spherical buddy, "both of us full?! This is top 10 biggest loads for sure."

"I'm reading 58 gallons in myself. You?" her compatriot remarks.

"Only 51. So not his biggest, but it's up there!"

"Awesome," I groan from the slightly sweaty, very cummy bed.

Twilight giggles and with an arcane pop returns herself to normal. "Need anything, hon?" she asks, fluttering her eyelashes at me.

"A glass of water, please. I don't want to get dehydrated."

Ultimate Harem Spectacular

Based on a real dream.

On an afternoon in June, as my giant dong slips out from between Twilight's pussy lips along with so much semen, I am struck with a feeling of deja vu. We've been here before, the ceaseless hypersex has blurred together into a single erotic moment I cannot escape. If I were not so afraid of her judgement, I'd scream. I stand up and get out of bed and walk downstairs, and as I enter the central atrium of the library I share with my purple wife, I see two more iterations of her reading on opposite couches. Right, I had forgotten about them. All these multiversions of her blur together. They're all the same at a certain level, purple, cute, passionate about my penis, yet it is the minor differences which make them unique which come to the forefront. In my aimless mental meandering I seem to have physically fumbled the stairs, and am now falling down them. I tumble twice, bruising my foreward shins, yet the good grace of the unicorns below saves me from my final contact with the floor. I float to the floor and get dusted off.

"Are you well?" Twilight asks me.

I stare intently at the cute purple horse.

"Do you have brain damage?" she continues. Another Twilight looks over from the coach on the other side of the room, her face is the same but her expression less interested. Who am I talking to? Which Twilight is this? No glasses, normal haircut, no extra anatomy that I can see. Is this Twilight four? Number one is upstairs, I had thought. Is this really the original?

"I am well," I tell her, "thank you for catching me." I would number their outfits if it wasn't misogynistic. I give her a kiss and as a serpentine tongue flows into my mouth and down my throat I realize that this is Twilight seven. Across the room the scoffing purple pony's thick black eyelines clearly identify her as Twilight number 3 a.k.a. Goth Twilight.

"Is Bathspounge here?" Twilight asks from behind me and I turn around to see that it is one with glasses. Then she casts herself against my chest and starts to kiss the crook of my neck. Twilight who's behind me climbs on top of me and spoons with me from behind, licking over the crest of my ear before plunging her long tongue into my ear. Twilight pulls her face up to mine and starts making out with me. They collectively lift me up and we move onto the couch. The feeling of Twilights' tongues lapping across my tip informs me that more are joining, the true number unknown. At some point I get hard, casting the waifus aside with the immense mass and vigor of my erection. My cock can not last long in this house without being fucked, and it is no time at all before the Twilights' internal politics have chosen who goes first. I wiggle my dick into the purple penis case as I have so many times before. She's wrapping her hooves around the massive bulge which protrudes from her chest. Her head bends down and she sucks on the end of the bulge, giving me a ghost blowjob through her own womb alongside the countless other Twilights, called by my musk, also lapping and licking at the sides of her bulging belly. All the tongues and orifices at once is too much, and I start cumming, blasting Twilight's insides with gallon after gallon of cock-juice. My giant dong slips out of Twilight's pussy along with so much semen, and in no time at all the mouths of many more Twilights have congregated around it to clean me and vie for the next spot in the rotation. I stop caring, letting them pick who I'm fucking and how I'm fucking them. I look up at who it is, I have no memory of this mare. What is my relationship to her? What portal did she come through? When did I marry her? Nevermind, we've been here before. I crash into slumber.

Zzzzz

Ah! I’m awake! How long was I out? It’s dark outside now, so at least a few hours. I’m back in my bed, surrounded by snoring Sparkles. My penis feels very tingly from it’s overuse, hour after hour spent shoved into a squeezing orifice starting to wear on its skin. But no matter; sometime soon, whenever enough of them are awake, I’ll have them renew the enchantments on my penis that keep it huge and growing, unbreakable and awesome in all its many ways. My balls gurgle and one rolls over onto its other side, hundreds of gallons of cum settling into a lower, more stable position. I should get another penis installed, at some point, maybe a smaller and more practical one. I nurse an erection to other thoughts about my second dick as I fall back asleep.