Changing Aspirations

Chapters

The Pride
The Fall
Rock Bottom
Embracing The Light
Just Desserts
Secret Update: A Changing Self

The Pride

Mayor Mare enjoyed many things: wine, exotic foods, the finest cigars, the most handsome stallion, and the occasional beautiful mare. Despite all the delicacies she has tasted, nothing has tasted better than success. Food and pleasures of the flesh were some of the finest things she had ever experienced, and they left her body satisfied and her mind at ease. Success, however, excited her very soul.

No drug or experience she had ever tried could come close to the raw power she felt when she looked out over her empire, added another business to her name, or conquered a rival. Alas, she seemed to own just about everything she could get her hooves on and rivals were few and far between, leaving her with little to conquer.

Which left her with little to do, save to stare out over her empire and bathing in the intoxicating aura of success and dominance. The mare shivered and shifted her chair a little closer, urging her pet deeper, all the while her eyes roamed over the flickering sets of televisions that showed numerous different scenes. To her right, a small group of screens that were labeled Ponyville showed entrances to her establishments across the small town.

One showed a club she owned that was relatively empty at this time of day, but still had a small number of ponies milling about, working or starting the night early. Another showed a casino that had been built near the club; it showed a similar scene, with only her regulars still standing beside the few tables open or sitting at the slots with empty, vacant stares. More still showed the entrance to her brothel, another to a seemingly random house she knew contained a large part of her drug production. The rest showed everything from seedy bars to normal everyday businesses; diversifying was always a good idea, after all.

The other groups of monitors showed similar scenes, but they were labeled differently. From Manehatten to Baltimare, to a small collection of screens labeled Dodge Junction and even Canterlot dotted her office walls, all the while a large painting of Celestia sat behind her, looking down at her works with a prideful smile.

The mare leaned back in her four thousand bit, custom made, real leather office chair and let her eyes closed as pleasure coursed through her body. She bit her lip in order to stop from calling out from the intense feeling. After a few tense moments the pleasure dissipated and Mayor Mare breathed a deep sigh.

“That's the spot. Keep going, my pet.” She whispered huskily.

For a few moments she just sat there, silently, her gaze running over the various monitors with relative disinterest. There would be nothing to watch at a time like now, but looking out over her works still brought a shiver of pride to the mare who couldn't help but grin wickedly.

“Look at my works ye mighty and despair.” She whispered to no one in particular.

A sudden knock at the door broke her train of thought and made her shift slightly straighter in her chair. “Who is it?” She asked, knowing full well it was most likely her assistant, Dime.

Sure enough, the nervous sound of her small assistant called from the other side of the thick, lacquered oak door. “Just me, ma’am. Your three o'clock is here.”

“Very good. Make them wait a few more minutes before sending them in, I’m in the middle of something.” Mayor Mare cooly replied.

“Yes, ma’am.” Dime responded, her dainty hooves clacking down the hall as she trotted back to her desk.

Mayor Mare breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel some movement beneath her desk. “I did not say stop, you twit. Keep going until I finish and clean me up this time!”

Somepony grunted from beneath the desk, heading his employer’s demand. The mayor’s back arched and she grit her teeth as she felt her pet begin to work faster, his tongue reaching deeper. Her forehooves reached down and gripped her pet’s head tightly in her grasp, pulling it closer. The raw feeling of control and domination were nearly as good as the pet’s ministrations.

After another minute she felt her orgasm arrive and gripped her pet’s head tighter as her pussy spasmed, spraying her juices directly into her pet’s waiting mouth. The mayor held her pet there until her orgasm died down, only allowing him to move after it was well and truly gone and he had more than enough time to clean up the mess it had made of her nethers.

Finally, after a few more seconds of slurping and suckling, her pet pulled away and she looked down appraisingly, noting that her chair had only gotten slightly wetter and her pussy was clean and crisp. She pushed her chair back, allowing her pet to stand and wipe his muzzle of her juices.

“Damn Colaratura.” The stallion mumbled while adjusting his glasses and bemoaning his fate since being fired by the songstress.

Mayor Mare smirked. “What? Still sad your little pop star fired you? Get over yourself, Svengallop, you’re working for somepony much bigger than a mere musician.”

Svengallop took off his glasses and cleaned them on his suit, shaking his head all the while. “There is always someone bigger, Mayor. The only difference is the bigger ones never stay in power for long while minnows are forgotten..”

The mare snorted and waved a hoof over her plethora of screens. “What are you talking about, Sven? I’m the biggest fish this side of the Manehatten mob. Nopony can touch me.”

Sven placed his now clean glasses on his nose with a frown. “Cherry Jubilee said the same thing while I was working for her, right up until she disappeared.”

Mayor Mare waved a dismissive hoof at the stallion. “I heard she retired, found some strapping stallion and eloped to somewhere warm and tropical.”

The stallion rolled his eyes. “Why would the biggest name in the brothel industry just up and retire at the height of her power? Besides, she just vanished, gone. Only seen one other time, apparently pregnant with what looked like quintuplets.”

“Now you’re just being ridiculous. At least the stories of the stallion she eloped with were true. Besides, good riddance to bad rubbish, I never could convince her to sell, no matter how many bits I waved in her face.”

Svengallop shook his head. “Mares her age aren’t that fertile. They say she escaped from one of Celestia’s little science experiments in Canterlot.”

Mayor Mare’s eyebrow lifted. “I thought you were just being ridiculous before but this takes the cake. Secret experiments, Celestia’s personal hoof and ponies disappearing without trial or charges? That's insane. The princess doesn't operate like that, she's too old fashioned. You need to take a break and get acquainted with reality, Sven. Why don't you grab me some coffee and have a smoke or something?”

The stallion grunted and turned towards the door, pushing it open. “Fine, but-. Oh uh sorry about that.” Svengallop moved aside, holding the door open for two ponies who waltzed into Mayor Mare’s office like they owned the place.

The mayor blinked, glancing from her planner to the red and orange unicorn that had just walked in. “You’re not my three o’clock. Who are you?” Her hoof quickly snaked under her desk and pressed a hidden button before gripping the handle of the crossbow she always kept loaded.

“Oh, you know my name, don't you, Mayor Mare? As for my the name of my friend.” She gestured to the strangely nondescript stallion. “That doesn't matter.”

The stallion closed the door, and turned the deadbolt before standing beside it. The fiery unicorn calmly sat across from the Mayor, smiling warmly as she grabbed a bottle of cider in her magic and bringing it over to the table along with two cups. “Would you like some?” She asked.

The mayor blinked, taken aback by the unicorn. “No. What do you hope to accomplish showing up like this?”

The unicorn brought the cider up to her nose and inhaled the potent scent, completely ignoring the other mare. “Ahh, that's good. Fresh, too. Apple family private reserve, right?”

“Yes, Applejack just brought by a fresh cask the other day.” Her hoof gripped the crossbow tighter, her mind wandering as to why her security hadn't arrived yet. “You have not answered my question. Why are you here, Sunset Shimmer.”

“I think you know why I am here. You haven't been fooling anypony these past few years with your whole Mayor shtick. They know you for the cutthroat ‘business pony’ that you've always been.” Sunset replied, adding air quotes around business pony.

The mare behind the desk scoffed. “If someone really knew about my businesses then why am I only being arrested now? I assume that's why you’re here - to try and arrest me.”

Sunset threw back the small glass of cider and let the cool liquid run down her throat before smiling at the mare. “Celestia respected your little scheme and decided to let it run its course. Oh and no, we are not here to arrest you.” The grip on the crossbow lessened slightly but not completely, the mare waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The stallion stepped forward, his appearance falling away in a wave of green fire, revealing the black chitinous body beneath. “We are here to replace you.” The changeling said with a smirk.

Mayor Mare jerked back, whipping out her crossbow and firing point blank at the changeling. Who didn't even flinch as a shield flared into life and sent the bolt bouncing off it and into the wall above the door behind him. The shield vanished a second later, revealing neither being had even flinched.

“Really now, a simple crossbow? It's good we arrived when we did, you’re getting soft.” Sunset smirked and poured herself another drink. “And stupid.” She ripped the crossbow from the Mayor’s hoof and tossed it across the room with a small burst of magic.

The earth pony stumbled back, falling out of her chair. “What? What are you talking about? Where is my security?”

“They work for us now. Your operation is so smooth and centered so much around yourself that they didn't even question when ‘you’ showed up and asked them to ignore any calls to aid. Why, almost your entire little empire is already in our pocket.” the mare threw back another glass and smiled. “I must say, you've done quite the job. I bet it could run itself at this point.”

The mayor looked around the room, trying desperately to think of where she might have hidden another weapon or a way to escape, but she had a windowless room and she doubted anything she might have stashed away would work on the capable duo. Keep them talking, Mayor, we need time to think. “So what are you going to do, replace me with your pet freak?”

The changeling rolled its eyes and snorted. “You’re almost right. We are going to replace you and use it as a honey pot to lure in all those low level criminals while neutralizing your entire operation. Within a matter of weeks everyone you do business with will be behind bars.”

Sunset Shimmer put aside her glass. “And with your little egotistical spy network we will all have all the evidence we need.” She gestured to the array of monitors and clapped her hooves. “Bravo on that, by the way.”

Mayor Mare rolled her eyes. “And what exactly is going to become of me? Prison, I assume?” She smirked, knowing full well just how many contacts she had in just about every prison in the country.

The pair shared a look and laughed. “What's so funny?” Mayor Mare asked, confused.

“You wouldn't stay in that prison for more than a minute. Besides, that would ruin the entire replacing you part. No, my cheeky little kingpin, you are not going to prison, or the dungeon, or any variation of those two. You’re going to disappear.” The mare made a point of teleporting her glass out of the room. “Poof, gone. Never to be heard from again.”

The earth pony staggered back as if struck. All her plans, back up plans, contacts and safehouses suddenly meaning nothing. “What? No please! You can't do this, I haven't faced a jury or or had charges levied at me. You can't prove anything!”

Sunset laughed. “Your crimes are many, and your guilt has already been determined.” She shrugged. “Besides, I'm just the messenger. Celestia will decide your ultimate fate.” She lowered her horn, pointing it at the earth pony. “Oh yeah, and stay still. My teleportation isn't that great and I would hate for you to lose a leg or something.”

The earth pony froze, pulling her legs in closely and staring wide eyed at the unicorn. “No, please don't send me to her. I don't want to get tortured like some sort of animal.”

The changeling laughed while his partner charged her horn. “Celestia doesn't torture anyone. Well, not for long anyway. You will come to love it in time.”

“What-” the Mayor’s words died on her lips the second Sunset’s horn flashed and the mare vanished, leaving behind only the former mayor’s glasses and collar to fall to the floor, the flimsy glass cracking when it impacted the wooden floor.

The unicorn smiled and looked over at the changeling. “Can you handle it from here on out?”

The changeling scoffed. “I've been training for months for this position. I’ll be fine. Go on back to Celestia and give her the good news.”

Sunset began building up enough magic for her spell, but before she teleported away she smirked at the changeling. “Try not to have too much fun. I saw you looking at her assistant.” She winked before vanishing in a flash of light, leaving a blushing changeling standing in the middle of the room.

The now disguised changeling picked up the collar and cracked glasses and put them on. He looked down into the glasses after a brief look in the mirror, only to roll his disguised eyes. Taking the glasses off he grabbed the backup pair he had brought with him and placed them on his nose, setting the broken pair aside as he eyed himself in the mirror.

Mayor Mare looked back at the changeling from the other side of the mirror. The reflection carefully inspected his disguise, pushing a stray hair here and correcting the cutie mark that was slightly smaller than it should be. Once secure that he was a perfect replica of the former mayor, the changeling plunked down in his office chair and smiled.

Oh yeah, I can get used to this. He thought with a smirk, looking around the expensive office.

A knock broke him from his thoughts and brought his attention to the door. “Who is it?” Mayor Mare asked.

The nervous voice of her personal assistant responded. “Sven, I have that coffee you wanted.”

The disguised changeling rolled his eyes - he hated coffee. “Come in.” She called back.

A second later Svengallop stepped into the room, carrying the piping hot cup of coffee in his hoof and quickly placing it on her desk. “Black, boiling hot. Just as you like it, ma’am.”

“Thank you, Sven.”

The stallion blinked, quirking his head and looking at his employer oddly. “You’re welcome. Do you need anything else?”

The disguised changeling leaned back in his chair, casting an apriasing eye up and down the stallion’s form. His eyes roaming up and down the tight, perfectly tailored suit the stallion was poured into. His pink mane was adorable and coupled with that short, trimmed tail of his. The changeling couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight.

“Ma’am?” Sven asked nervously, taking a small step back.

The changeling’s eyes took on an almost predatory gleam; he would have to get back an old part of his physicality, and soon, as he was already burning with need, and the equipment he had now would not cut it.

“Nothing. Sven. I just never realized how pretty you are.” she commented nonchalantly.

The stallion gulped, a small blush slipping onto his cheeks as he placed the coffee on his employer’s desk. “I… uh. Thank you, I guess.”

The disguised changeling slipped closer to the nervous stallion and ran a hoof down his back. “I mean it. You’re a very pretty colt. You don't have a boyfriend by chance, do you?”

Sven stiffened his back. “No, Ma’am.”

“Good.” The changeling’s hoof trailed lower until it gripped his flank, making the stallion’s blush to grow and confused thoughts to flutter through his mind.

Why was Mayor Mare suddenly like this? Why in Equestria did it matter if he had a boyfriend? Why did he enjoy it so much when she called him pretty? He suddenly realized that her hoof had not released his flank and he inched away slightly.

“Look at me, Sven. Look into my eyes.” She whispered huskily.

Slowly, the stallion turned to look at his employer, only to breathe a sigh of relief when she was the same mare he had been serving for months, other than the disturbingly wide smile on her face. “Uh, okay?”

Her hoof lifted from his flank and ran up his side, sending a small jolt of electricity up his spine. Something about her touch was… Svengallop didn't even have words for what it was doing to him. He felt hot, confused, aroused and utterly submissive at the same time, and a part of him was desperately waiting for his boss to give him an order, any order.

Mayor Mare smiled and slipped closer, her hoof trailing up his side and resting under his chin. “Such a beautiful stallion like you should have a boyfriend, don't you think?”

Sven felt his lips form the words before his mind could even catch up. “Yes, Mayor.” His brain tried to catch up with him, but it was an impossible task. Her eyes were so beautiful, so enchanting; he couldn't look away, and his thoughts were too slow, sluggish to catch up with his desires.

Those thoughts and desires converged and he was unable to do anything else save to stare into those twin azure pools and never come out. The changeling seemed to hear his thoughts and she smiled, blushing slightly. “You want to become the mare you were always meant to be, don't you?”

He stared into her eyes, his mind barely aware of the strangeness of the situation. “Yes, Mayor. I want you to make me into a mare. Your mare.”

The changeling’s grin grew wicked and he laughed haughtily. “I didn't even have to prompt you that time. You know your place, you know what you want. Now, bend over and receive it.”

He nodded, pulling down his well-tailored pants and tossing them aside, revealing his ample flanks that had only been barely contained by his trousers. Next he lifted his hooves and braced them on the Mayor’s desk, all while never breaking eye contact with her.

“You’re going to buy several dresses, skirts and other feminine clothes after work today and you’re going to wear them from now on. Understood, slut?” The mayor commanded.

Sven shivered, the raw commanding tone of the mare triggering something inside him. “Yes, ma’am.”

The mayor seemed annoyed at that, her eyes narrowing and stepping forward. “And from now on you will call me master. Got it?”

Sven nodded dumbly. “Yes, master.”

“Good. From now on you will do everything I say, when I say it.” The mayor’s blue eyes swirled with green and she reached back, roughly pulling aside his tail. “You will beg for my cock. Beg to be broken and to be turned into a mare and than you will beg to have your pathetic stallionhood shrunken to a more suitable size.”

The stallion nodded weakly, her eyes growing watery, unable to continue staring unblinking for much longer. The mare’s eyes glowed a fierce green, and suddenly the stallion blinked, his mind catching up with his body. Realizing he was half naked, hard and incredibly aroused, the stallion blushed deeply and tried to move, only to feel the rough hoof of his boss against his flank.

He blanched; the mayor had suddenly mounted him, her weight resting against his back and eliciting a moan from his traitorous lips. “Go on, slut. Beg.” She commanded.

“Please, I need a cock inside me.” He shuffled awkwardly, his ass hot and so terribly empty. “I need to be filled, to be fucked and to be broken. I want to feel a fat cock fuck my pussy until it’s filled with your hot cum.” He pressed his butt back, eager to be filled, but his new master was not so forgiving and she merely stood there, waiting for the stallion to further debase herself. “I’m begging you, please make me into a mare. Shrink my tiny worthless cock and make me yours.”

The stallion whimpered pathetically and pushed back against the mare, only to be stopped by a firm hoof on his lower back. “Not bad. Needs a little work, though.” The changeling smiled. “Just means I need to make you beg more often. Now, spread yourself nice and wide.”

Svengallop reached back and pulled himself open, giving the changeling a nice view of his puckered hole ripe for plundering. With a flash of green, the ‘mayor’ breathed a sigh of relief, thankful to feel his hard stallionhood resting between his legs once more.

He was tempted to let it dangle between the stallion’s legs and emasculate him by showing just how much larger he was, but he was too aroused for that. From the moment he had walked in he had smelled the potent scent of a mare’s desire and it had driven him mad with want. Now he had an outlet for his lust and he would use it for all its worth.

With expert dexterity only a changeling could manage, he hoisted himself up, aligned his cock without magic or any other assistance and pushed forward. The stallion grunted, her hooves gripping the desk tightly as he felt the massive size of his new lover press against her. Despite their lust, it was too large and his virgin hole was too tight.

Svengallop could tell things were not as they should be, but it hardly mattered. Mayor Mare wanted him, needed him, and his body could not help but answer with a need of its own. If he was aware of himself, he would question just how easily he fell to her power of suggestion. But he didn't think that - not yet, anyway. The only thing he thought of was the dull ache coming from between his legs that needed to be filled.

The changeling grunted and rolled its disguised eyes. He cursed the pony’s diminutive size and flared his horn, using a little love energy he had stocked up to produce a heavy dollop of slick lubricant at the end of his shaft. The stallion beneath him shuddered at the sensation, feeling his hole suddenly smeared in cool liquid.

Even just a dollop of the strange liquid was enough and the next thrust from the changeling was able to push past the barrier and thrust a few inches inside the slutty stallion’s needy hole, the changeling’s massive size making the already tight entrance to become painfully so… which was exactly what the changeling wanted.

He lit his horn again and shot a small jet of the lubricant deeper into the stallion’s body, drawing yet another shudder from his whimpering partner. The alien sensation creeping deeper inside him was bizarre and exhilarating; he didn't know how his boss had suddenly gained a cock or where she had gotten this amazing lube from, but again, that didn't matter.

The weight on his back shifted and gripped him tighter, a pair of hooves landed beside his own, utterly dominating him. The loss of control, the weight, the power of her words, everything was enticing beyond what mere words could convey and Svengallop felt a part of himself fall away, his mind succumbing to her master’s desire.

The changeling knew he should probably go slow: this pony wasn't like his usual partners and pony anatomy was different from changelings; they were smaller and more easily broken than the resilient changelings. He didn't care though, he could taste his new slave’s submission and knew from the flavor that he would do anything the changeling wanted and, no matter how hard he rutted the former stallion, and he would not ask the changeling to stop.

Drawing his hips back, the infiltrator rammed forward, spreading his lover wide and forcing his length deep into the stallion’s body. No, that wasn't true, the word didn't feel right it in Svengallop’s mind. He was not a stallion any longer; now he was a mare through and through, and she yearned for that final point where she was filled with cum, for it would signal the point of no return.

The changeling relentlessly drove forward, his cock seemingly turning and twisting each time he came to a particularly tight spot, allowing him to drive himself to the hilt in a matter of moments despite the fact that the stallion had been a virgin in that regard up until only a minute ago. The tight confines were no match for strength, a little lube, and his unique changeling physiology, and, with a resounding thump, he found himself balls deep in the stallion’s now stretched ass. Svengallop moaned like a whore, arching his back as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

He was so incredibly full it felt like his entire body was being occupied by the elephantine invader, leaving him as little more than a play thing for his new master’s enormous cock. Rather than allow the stallion to properly loosen up, the changeling drew back a few inches and thrusted back inside. Over and over he did this until he felt the vice-like grip on his cock begin to lessen enough for him to pull out further and stuff himself back inside with less resistance.

Through sheer force alone, the changeling stretched and changed the stallion’s body to better suit his tastes. The soft thump of his heavy balls slapping against the mare’s ass were barely audible over the feminine moans of the former stallion. Every thrust into his hole was another chip away at his old self, revealing an increasingly different pony beneath.

The former stallion could feel the enormous cock slam into the deepest reaches of his body, pushing and distending his belly with every thrust. He couldn't help but love the alien feeling; being changed, rebuilt, to better suit his master was the most pleasurable experience of his life. He even arched his back and pushed against every thrust, hoping to see the bulge in his midsection grow as his master pushed deeper inside her.

That wasn't enough for the changeling, though, and his hips flew back and forth at an increasingly breakneck speed. Their hips connected so frequently and the former stallion’s mind was so addled that he could hardly tell the difference from the beginning of one thrust and the end of another. The mare’s tongue fell from her mouth and her moans became increasingly high pitched, all while the last vestige of his masculinity shrinked to only a tenth of its original size.

The changeling used his new slave thoroughly for many long minutes until he was absolutely sure her mind was broken and his body was remade into a better, more suitable form. Then, and only then did he allow himself to orgasm.

By the time the changeling came, the former stallion had already painted the ground with her pathetic seed nearly half a dozen times and her weak legs could hardly keep her up, forcing her to lay with her head on the desk, forehooves spread wide, and only vaguely aware of what was happening to her. The second her master slowed she felt it, his balls churned and his breath was short, his thrusts that had long since slowed, now stopped altogether.

Only the tiniest piece of Svengallop remained and it knew the end was near. Despite its cries and its weak attempts to move, the ex stallion’s body did not respond to his pleas.

She merely stood there, barely able to stay standing while she felt her master tense up and her cock begin to drop its potent load into her asshole. The last sliver of resistance died silently the second she felt the hot spray of cum paint her insides, forever binding her to to this new feminine personality.

Her master’s orgasm was strange in more than one way - there was the obvious fact that she was ninety percent certain that Mayor Mare hadn't had a dick up until a few minutes ago, but there was also the less obvious fact that his orgasm did not come in waves. It was a steady, hard stream of hot cum that shot deep into the mare’s body and filled it within seconds. Svengallop could feel her stomach begin to bloat as her hole filled with cum and his now pathetic tiny cock twitched weakly, her own meager orgasm adding to the shameful pool that grew beneath her.

The steady stream of cum only grew over time, blasting her master’s cum deeper into Svengallop’s body until she felt as though her entire body were filled with cum and cock. To be debased and used so utterly was a feeling she had been told to love... and who was she to deny her master’s will? It was such an easy thing to love; her body no longer belonged to her, whatever her master willed was what she desired, and he wanted a submissive, cock-hungry slut.

Her hooves grew weaker by the second and she could hear her belly slosh audibly with cum as her hooves shook. She whimpered meekly, hoping her master’s orgasm died down soon before she collapsed. As if on cue, her master grunted and his cock stopped twitching and its output fell off sharply until merely a second later it stopped altogether.

Mayor Mare was left shocked and a little winded by the sudden passion and silently cursed just how backed up she had been. Now that it was out of the way, she was glad she had done so as it would allow her to focus on infiltration a little more, without the distraction of her overfull balls. Though now that she looked at her newly made mare in a different light, she couldn't help but feel as though she had created a whole new distraction, one that wouldn't be dealt with so easily as being a little pent up.

Shaking her head, the changeling took a step back and began the arduous process of removing his cock from the tight confines of his new cum dumpster. The second she started to pull out, her slave began whimpering pathetically, muttering apologies and pushing back, hoping to avoid the crushing emptiness.

The changeling placed a firm hoof on the ex-stallion’s backside and held her down in order to extract herself fully. After another step back, her cock slipped out of the ex-stallion’s ass and vanished in a wave of green fire.

Looking around, Mayor Mare found the mirror she had used before and quickly used it to fix a few stray hairs and a few other minor issues that had arisen on her disguise during the brief but passionate love making. By the time she was looking perfectly like Mayor Mare once more, Svengallop had gotten onto her unsteady hooves and turned to face her master.

Mayor Mare smiled at the distraught slave and handed her the broken pair of glasses. “Please have these fixed after you get cleaned up, but first go get a mop and bucket and clean up-” She waved a hoof over the pool their cum had made on the office floor. “- this mess.”

Svengallop nodded weakly and stumbled out of the room, his gaping hole leaking a small trail of cum that dribbled out behind him. The mare shook her head and laughed at the sight before taking a seat in her chair. She smiled widely, turning around and smiling up at the large painting of the solar princess.

“What do you have in store for your newest pet? Are you going to use her in your experiments, or perhaps you are in need of another breeder? Or do you have something else entirely planned for your newest acquisition?” She rubbed a hoof over her chin and looked up at the ceiling, imagining the many horrors that lay in wait for the pony she had replaced, a smile slowly crawling across her lips.

Author's Note

Edited by the everwonderful Pahnazd
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The Fall

Consciousness was a difficult thing for Mayor Mare to hold on to. Every time she felt her eyes open, all she could see was a blinding white light and, when she shut her eyes to flee the angry light, the world slipped away with it. When she felt her eyelids grow lighter again and feeling return to parts of her body, she pushed hard, forcing her body to wake and her eyes to remain open. The bright, angry light was dimmer this time and Mayor Mare became aware that she was lying on her back, her limbs spread wide while a thin blanket covered her from hooves to neck.

“Where am I?” She tried to say, but all that came out was a dry groan.

“Shhh, your throat is still dry. Here, drink this.” Whispered a kind, feminine voice.

Mayor Mare felt her body lifted and something metal pressed to her lips. She was tempted to pull away out of fear but found she didn't have the strength. The thin stream of liquid passed her reluctant lips and eased her dry throat. The liquid was bland and had no taste and, after a few seconds of trepidation, Mayor Mare tilted her head back more, allowing more water to pass into her empty stomach.

A faint grumble emanated from her belly, indicating that the rest of her was waking up and forcing the mare to realize just how empty she felt. She felt like she hadn't eaten in days and her dry and cracked lips were evidence she hadn't drunk in just as long.

The mare’s eyes went wide and she sputtered incoherently, nearly choking on the water. Realization had settled in and she had become painfully aware of the fact that princess Celestia herself was holding the metal cup that was pressed against her lips.

The princess frowned and pulled back the cup, quickly retrieving a handkerchief and wiping Mayor Mare’s wet cheeks and lips. “Tsk tsk, such a petulant foal. You need your water.”

“P-princess Celestia?” Mayor Mare muttered, her eyes wide in shock. Was that idiot Svengallop right? What the fuck was going on?

The princess frowned and lowered the mare back to her bed. “Yes, my little pony. Tell me, do you feel any pain or discomfort?”

The former mayor wiggled each one of her legs and found that, despite them feeling heavier than they should, she felt no pain. She shook her head, looking up at the princess with a growing sense of dread.

“Good.” The princess lit her horn and Mayor Mare’s body began to glow faintly. After a few seconds her frown lifted and she smiled. “It seems as though the surgery was a complete success. You are a strong mare.” She giggled behind a hoof. “Of course you had to be strong to make such an underground empire.” Her eyebrow raised and she nodded down at the mare with a small amount of respect. “Great work, by the way.”

“I… You… What?” Mayor mumbled.

The princess rolled her eyes. “Oh, don't get me wrong. Criminals are scum, but you are like the most powerful scum in the pond. Bravo.”

Mayor Mare tugged on her limbs while her eyes scanned the room, desperate to find an exit. Despite her panicked tugging, her legs could only move an inch before she felt something become taut and stop her from moving. She tried to put more of her earth pony strength into the act of escape, but it was futile, and even after twisting her neck painfully and turning in all directions she saw no exit.
Slowly, she turned back to Celestia with abject terror in her eyes and asked. “Why did you do all this?”

“What better way to catch criminals than replace their boss and catch them all at once? You had no rivals, no enemies big enough to warrant such an operation, so replacing you was an obvious solution.” She remarked casually.

Mayor Mare tugged on her restraints to no avail. “What are you going to do to me?” She asked, realizing just how strange the room truly was.

It was large, the roof easily twenty feet high and the room itself probably forty feet across. It was massive, easily the size of the entire first floor of the town hall back in Ponyville. The princess tapped her chin, deep in thought. “Well, first we brought you here a few months ago. After that I just had to give you a reward for all the hard work you've done for me so with some surgery, magical alteration, and a little help from our changeling friends, you have been granted quite the boon.”

“What are you talking about? What boon? What is going on?!” Mayor Mare shouted.

Princess Celestia continued, unperturbed by the outburst. “Oh, don't get me wrong. Allowing you to live your little life of crime was part of that reward. But you!” The princess gripped the mare’s face in her hooves, staring down at her with a wide smile. “Went further, always wanting more, always craving bigger and bigger profits even when it would take you a hundred lifetimes to spend what you already had.” She drew back, releasing the mare and pulling aside the blanket, her voice rising triumphantly. “And for that achievement you have been granted immortality! Amongst several other gifts.”

Mayor Mare looked down at her body in shock. Where before there was only soft fur, there was now hard black chitin that covered her body. Just as she felt a scream begin to ripple up her throat, her body shifted and bulged before falling flat and revealing the same soft fur that should always be there. “What?! What was that? What did you do to me?!” The mare shrieked.

She pulled on her hooves, only to see the chains that held them to the table she lay on. Princess Celestia shushed her silently and pushed her back down against the table with a gentle yet firm hoof. “You have been infused with changeling DNA and, with a little extra work, you are one of the first true hybrids. Which is where your newfound immortality comes from, as changelings do not age unless they run low on love. And trust me, little mare, down here you will never ever run out of love.”

The mare’s restraints went slack, drawing a curious look from the princess who blinked as the mare before her began to laugh like a mad pony. “Is something about the process humorous?”

She laughed harder and shook her head. Her laughter slowly died, but she couldn't help but eye the princess with pity. “What? You actually think I believe that? Changeling DNA? What bullshit!”

Celestia rolled her eyes and summoned a mirror with her magic before placing it above the bound mare. “Take a look for yourself.”

Mayor Mare looked up at her reflection, confused by the mare that looked down on her. Her fur was a shade or two darker, her mane and tail the same pink it had been in her youth, and the crow’s feet that had just started coming in were gone, along with the slight wrinkles that had been gathering on her forehead. She twisted her head back and forth but remained unconvinced.

“That's a really good illusion spell, Celestia, but it's going to take a little more than a dye job and a little magic to convince me of such nonsense.” She replied with a snort.

Celestia sighed. “Why do you think Cherry just vanished when she was starting to threaten your power? A calculated measure to help you reach your apex.” She smiled wolfishly and walked around the bound pony as she spoke, teleporting the mirror away. “The tip you received while in Manehattan was me, the taxi that arrived moments before the police in Canterlot two years ago was me. I’m the best friend you never knew you had.”

Mayor Mare opened her mouth to speak but found the words would not come. The tip in Manehattan had been mysterious; nothing more than a knock at the door seconds before a gang she had been trying to squeeze out of the neighborhood showed up in force, giving her enough time to escape and call the police, ultimately giving her the edge over the Manehattan underworld. The taxi had seemingly appeared out of nowhere while she was fleeing a deal gone wrong, the police mere moments away.

Terror gripped her and she stared at Celestia in a different light. The princess’ eyes lit and she smiled. “I see you believe me now, don't you? Perfect.”

“Why?”

“I told you why, silly mare. All to create the perfect trap. In a few months time, my new jail will have been built and the evidence gathered, and then-” She leaned in close and blew a soft puff of air across Mayor Mare’s face. “Down goes your house of cards.”

The former mayor slumped in defeat, looking down and away from the princess she thought she had fooled. “What now?” She whispered.

“Now, little mare, you help me with some experiments. You see, along with your newfound youth, you also have the ability to breed with any creature, pony or otherwise.” The princess smirked at the shocked expression on the mare’s face. “Changelings can also speed up their pregnancy by using their own love reserves which half breeds do naturally. And to top it all off, a changeling can naturally shift their body around in order to breed with a creature far larger than what they should be capable of - an ability you have as well.”

“B-bullshit!” She scoffed defiantly, though one look at the completely calm and utterly assured face of her captor told Mayor Mare what the princess had said was true.

“Oh yes. Why, pheromones of any kind can drive you into an unbearable heat and the only reason you're not crying and begging for cock is the airtight room we are in right now. That won't last for long, though…” She smiled and moved away from the mare, walking over to a seemingly random wall and knocking twice.

A thin, door like chunk of the wall came loose and slid away, revealing a short hall and another white, identical room. Before Mayor Mare could ask what was going on, she found her restraints gone and the table lowered to the ground.

Hesitantly, she stepped off it and away, eyeing the powerful demigoddess with confusion. “What is in that room?”

“Your final reward for a job well done. Come now, little mare.” The former mayor yelped when she felt a paddle of solidified magic slap her across her ass, sending her trotting towards the door.

The mare wasn't sure if she should play the princess’ game, but what was she going to do? Fight the princess with nothing more than her hooves? With despair in her heart, she merely put her head down and sighed, trotting towards the door Celestia had indicated.

It took only a few steps before she felt something strangely good tickle her nose. It was a strong, powerfully musky smell that reminded Mayor Mare of the time she had stopped by a kennel. She found herself following the smell, her hooves picking up the pace a little despite the fact that, logically, she knew the scent to be utterly repugnant.

She tried to stop or at least slow herself, but her nose and hooves rebelled, breathing the scent incessantly while carrying her towards the origin of the smell. She could see Celestia smirk, and Mayor Mare desperately wanted to shoot a comment back at the smug alicorn, but she suddenly doubled over, collapsing to her knees.

The scent had grown overbearing, consuming her thoughts and sending a shiver down her spine that was so powerful that her insides churned. She groaned, one hoof going to the spot just beneath her stomach and gripping it tightly. She could feel parts of her body shifting around inside her and she was powerless to stop it.

Celestia tsked and trotted past her. “Aww, you didn't even make it into the room to see your reward. Don't worry, little mare, I can lend you a hoof this one time.”

A half-formed insult came to the mare’s lips, but another shift in her guts turned it into a grunt of pain. She clutched her stomach with both forehooves and wasn't even aware that Celestia’s aura had wrapped around her until she suddenly felt herself lifted from the floor and carried towards the next room.

Every clack of Celestia’s hooves brought another wave of pheromones and another pang of change from the former pony’s body. A heat that had been building since her first whiff surged to new heights and she desperately squished together her back legs in a vain attempt to crush it. More confusing than that was perhaps the fact that her sensitive nose could tell more of the musky scents, able to pick out three distinctly different smells.

One was a little oaky with the faint smell of grass, another was sharp and stung her nostrils, and finally, the last was a strange mix of spicy, earthy and grassy. Before she had time to puzzle more on the strange scents, the pair emerged into the new room and the mare gasped at the sight.

A chimera stood at the forefront, his three heads all looking down at Celestia and the former mayor. The lion’s eyes narrowed, studying the small pony still held aloft in the golden glow of magic.

“Is that the female you promised us?” It asked in a deep baritone voice.

Celestia dropped the aforementioned mare before the creature and smiled. “Yes, you will find that she is more than capable of producing healthy young for you.”

The snake head slipped between the other two heads, eyeing the mare. “She doesn't look ssso strong.”

The goat head snorted. “She is so tiny; if our cock does not break her, the birthing would.”

Celestia merely smiled and patted Mayor Mare’s head. “Trust me, my friend. If she does not bear you a healthy litter the first time, you can use her as many times as you like until you’re satisfied.”

The three heads fell silent and an identical look of deep thought crossed all their features. Mayor Mare’s shock at the chimera’s appearance dulled and she looked around to see a manticore held in a far corner, covered in locks and chains. The beast was silent but clearly seething in anger, but the second Mayor Mare’s gaze fell across it, the beast cocked its head and relaxed slightly, a look of confusion crossing its beastly features.

To the right was a timberwolf held in place by similar chains, save for these were covered in glowing runes of the most spectacular gold. It was strangely calm and it stared at the mare with a disturbing level of interest, its glowing eyes not shifting away from her for more than a second.

The chimera’s heads nodded suddenly and its great bulk took a few steps forward. “We have decided to try the pony breeder you have brought for us.” It held up a paw. “But it better work, Celestia. We had a deal.”

Celestia gestured to the still-kneeling mare. “Give her a try, then. Prove me wrong.”

“W-wait! Can't we talk about this?” Mayor Mare pleaded but Celestia was already gone and the chimera did not seem like it was in a talking mood.

The great three-headed beast strolled around the kneeling mare, casually sniffing her with its three sets of nostrils. The pony tucked her legs in and made herself as small as possible, a tiny whimper escaping her throat. The chimera stopped and prodded the pony here and there with a paw or nose, as if appraising the strange mate it had been given.

Each prod and poke seemed to drive the heat further into the former mayor’s body and, by the time the chimera had circled her for the second time, she felt her tail raise and ragged moan slip past her lips.

The chimera chuckled at the reluctant pony slowly opening up, its snake head leaning in close as they passed and giving her moist pussy a long, heavy lick from clit to dock. The mayor eeped, startled by the sudden pleasure, and though she wanted to pull away, she felt her back arch and her pussy wink.

The chimera chuckled a strange three-voiced chuckle that put the mare on edge. Even the bizarreness of the situation wasn't enough to drive the maddening heat from inside her. She felt herself moan and shake her ass, her face down against the floor, unable to look up due to how embarrassed she felt. The mare cursed her weak will and traitorous body; at least with a little relief she would feel sane and then she could plan an escape. First things first though, she needed to be filled and used - the desire was simply too strong and relief was the only solution to moving forward.

The chimera circled her one last time, stopping behind her and giving her one long sniff. The mare shivered at the cold touch of his nose against her pussy but did not pull away. After only a second of trepidation, the chimera lurched upwards and mounted the mare, its paws landing in front of her body, covering her completely beneath his bulk.

Mayor Mare shivered at the sensation; she felt so small beneath the massive creature and she couldn't help but realize that if it wanted to, it could crush her in an instant. Her naive thought about using the chimera to relieve her heat had been a foolish one. Not only was she tiny in comparison to the massive male, but her heat only seemed to grow more intense as time passed and she doubted it would be so easily quenched.

Its fur pressed against her back, tickling the mare’s spine and causing a ripple of pleasure to run through her. There was no denying it - she was going to be used for however long the creature wanted and there was nothing she could do about it. Rather than be disheartened by the realization, she felt an odd sense of relief.

Instead of dwelling on that thought, Mayor Mare focused her attention on her lover, who was slowly moving its hips forward, trying to find her sloppy, wet hole. Without the magic of a unicorn, the dexterity of a pegasus or the talented hooves of an earth pony, the creature had to use good old-fashioned chance and thrusted his hips forward, hoping to hit the mare’s already sopping wet pussy.

“Unf.” Mayor Mare grunted, feeling the head of her new lover’s cock impact the wrong hole then slide up and off her back.

The lion head growled and the chimera lurched back and tried again, this time its wild thrust hit home, the sheer size of his cock made penetration impossible and so it slipped down and away, eliciting a groan from both parties.

Mayor Mare wasn't sure how long her patience would last; this clumsy beast had no doubt given her several sizable bruises already and she had a feeling he wasn't about to find the right hole any time soon. She wasn't quite sure of its actual size, as despite the fact that she was wet and ready, his massive head had been unable to penetrate her even when his aim was bang on.

The chimera pulled back and thrusted again, his aim correct again but still unable to break past her tight entrance. This time, rather than slip away, his cock remained firmly pressed against her unyeilding cunt. Mayor Mare grunted and held fast against the chimera’s pushing, using her love reserves to strengthen her grip and keep her rooted while the chimera growled and pushed.

The mare grunted and couldn't help but wish as though she were big enough to accommodate the massive beast cock. She needed release, something to rid her of the heat and not being big enough for her new lover was driving her mad. As if reacting to her desire, she felt her body tingle and something shift inside of herself.

Then, just like that, she felt the massive appendage slip forward, its head somehow breaking past her formerly too-tight entrance with surprising ease. She could feel the relief coming off her lover... or was it lovers? She didn't know or care. Either way, they eased their frantic thrusting and slowly shifted forward, pressing their massive cock deeper.

It was a slow and painful process, but Mayor Mare loved every second of it. She could feel her cunt stretch and distort, the massive cock easily dwarfing any toy or partner she had ever used in the past. The tingly feeling persisted and, though she was curious about its origin, she had much more pressing matters at the forefront of her mind. The beast had pushed about eight inches inside her and didn't seem to be slowing but she felt as though she were running out of room. Did she even have the space inside herself for such a monstrous cock?

Never mind the length; it was easily wider than anything she had ever used before and, for a second, a pang of paranoia ripped through her and made her wonder if she was seconds away from being torn in half by the massive dick. Yet the chimera pushed on, stopping every once in a while and pulling out a little only to push back inside deeper than ever before.

The mare cried out wordlessly, the pleasure of being stretched so wide was too much for her. Her orgasm came out of nowhere and with such an intensity that she felt her knees buckle and her legs quake. For a split second all that was holding her up was the massive cock that was nearly a foot deep in the mare. Its huge size somehow enough to keep her on her hooves even when all strength had left them.

The goat head snorted, the lion head growled and Mayor Mare was suddenly aware of just how dangerous a position she was in if she did nothing to please her lover. Thinking quickly, she pushed away the lingering after effects of her sudden orgasm and stood up once more. The chimera seemed pleased by this and thrusted forward again, making the mare’s eyes shoot wide. Just how much was left? Surely she had no more room left to be filled with cock, right? After all, the massive chimera dick was already banging on her cervix and he couldn't be much longer... she hoped.

She was proven just how wrong she was when the beast thrusted forward harder than ever before. Its strange cock rammed its way into her womb and, rather than the immense jab of pain she had assumed was coming, she felt only a mind-numbing amount of pleasure and another sudden orgasm.

She screamed in surprise and pleasure, hot mare cum running down her legs in a thick stream. She could feel the small trickle of pre the chimera had been leaking up until now begin to pool directly in her womb and the sensation was beyond any pleasure she had ever experienced. Some deep part of her body thought she was being inseminated and rewarded her with another orgasm mere seconds after the last one.

This time, the mare did go completely slack, feeling having left her hooves as she muttered incoherently. The chimera grunted as the mare hung from his cock like a strange ornament before he lowered her to the ground rather than wait for her senses to return. Mayor Mare was dimly aware of the fact that she was now being rutted into the ground after she came to. The chimera’s weight pressed her against the ground and completely dominated her.

Before today, Mayor Mare would have rebelled at the idea, but Celestia’s experiment unlocked a part of her mind the mare didn't know she had and, instead of panic, she felt release. The next several minutes were a blur of pleasure and a seemingly endless wave of orgasms. Every time the mare felt as though she were coming down from the last one and she could think clearly, another orgasm hit her and left her a squirming mess.

The chimera knew better than to draw things out longer than necessary, and now that he knew she wouldn't break, he brutally fucked his new toy, eventually even managing to bottom out completely with all seventeen inches of beast cock. All three of his heads didn't know how this pony was able to take his length but it didn't matter. He knew it wouldn't be long until Celestia got bored and released the animals in the room, so he had to be the first to finish inside the mare in order to secure his offspring.

With that in mind, it didn't take long for the chimera to get close despite the fact that it felt odd fucking such a tiny creature. Mayor Mare, on the other hand, had no such reservations and loved every second she was being fucked by the enormous being.

As the chimera grew close, his thrusts grew in power and his titanic balls slapped against the mare’s back legs with every thrust. Mayor Mare came the instant she realized just how huge and full those balls truly were. Soon they would empty into her body and she would finally feel the end of the forced heat she had been enduring.

She nearly sighed in relief the moment she felt the chimera’s cock begin to twitch and spurt rope after strangely thick rope into her now-destroyed cunt. However, another mind-breakingly powerful orgasm quickly left her little more than a gibbering mess, moaning and squirming as her body rewarded her for being successfully bred.

In her moans were a few mumbled curses directed at Celestia, but they were nonsensical at best, her moans drowning out any vitriol she may have spouted. Her limbs were unresponsive, her mind spinning, her womb rapidly filling with beast cum, and Mayor Mare was in heaven.

At least until all of that suddenly changed and the mare felt the seemingly endless waves of cum begin to slow to a trickle and finally stop, leaving her angry and confused, wanting nothing more than to return to her state of bliss but knowing that would constitute surrender. The chimera shifted and his cock slipped out of her womb, causing a torrential river of cum to pour out of her. She felt like screaming - it wasn't pain in the traditional sense, but every drop of sperm that left her body felt like a piece of herself slipping away.

She groaned and tried to push back, to have her womb stuffed and not to waste a single drop, but the creature held firm. A harsh growl brought her back to her senses and she reluctantly gave up on pushing it back inside herself and instead lay there panting, strangely exhausted.

“How is my little mare doing?” Celestia’s enchanting voice asked.

Mayor Mare wanted to spit some line of defiance or to insult the princess for what she had done to the former earth pony, but anything more complicated than a couple syllables seemed beyond her, so she decided on an old classic. “Fuck you.” She spat.

The chimera and the alicorn shared a chuckle. “What did I tell you, my friend? She took all of you and your load, and if my preliminary scans are correct, she is already knocked up.”

The goat head sighed. “Good. We want to go again but we sense you have something else in mind.”

Celestia giggled. “Old friend, you know me too well. I thought we should make this a bit of a challenge. I have a few others who all want to have the chance you have had. Don't worry though, I have placed some mood inhibitors on them so they should be a little more docile.”

The chimera and the mare glanced over to the now free manticore and timberwolf that were stalking closer, their noses raised. Glancing back and forth at each other, the chimera and the ponies with varying levels of interest. The chimera nodded. “That could be fun. This little pony was no challenge.” The snake head commented.

Celestia leaned down and smiled at the mare. “What do you say? Up for the first four way of your new life?”

Mayor Mare wanted to spit at her, to stain that perfectly white fur with her anger, but all she could do was sputter as realization hit her. “N-no! I can't take them all! Not at once!”

Celestia tsked. “Oh, little mare, have some confidence in yourself. You probably won't break.” Her strange laugh vanished along with herself, gone in a flash of white.

The chimera gripped the mare in a claw and rolled over, carrying the mare with her. His massive bulk was surprisingly nimble and he easily turned over with the mare without putting too much pressure on her, all while keeping his his semi-hard cock still inside her and eying up. With the object of their interest now available, the timberwolf and the manticore picked up their pace but stopped short, eyeing the chimera and each other warily.

“Well, go on. She's still mine but you can have your fun.” The lion head commented.

“Yesss, let's have sssome fun.” The snake head added.

Mayor Mare didn't know if the other two creatures could understand the chimera or not, but they seemed to get the gist of it and the two jockeyed for a spot behind the mare. The former earth pony gulped and tried to pull away, but the chimera’s paw held her firm. As the two beasts seemed locked in an oddly non-violent struggle for dominance, the mare fought to free herself. She didn't have the strength to fight such a creature though and a small part of her asked. Do I even want to escape?

The traitorous thoughts would have to wait for later as the two creatures seemed to have come to an understanding. The timberwolf took position behind the former mayor while the manticore came closer to her mouth. She couldn't help but breathe deeply through her nose; the potent scent of their arousal had been growing for some time but it was nearly-all consuming by the time the manticore drew close and she couldn't help but mirror their desire.

She told herself she didn't want it but her body betrayed her, a faint tingling could be barely felt around between her legs and she salivated at the sight of the powerful equipment the manticore was packing. Unlike the chimera’s long, wide and oddly dexterous cock, the manticore’s was thinner overall, with thick barbs and an oddly pointed head.

She wasn't sure if it was better or worse that the beast seemed intent on her mouth more than her other holes. The mare could only speculate on what the timberwolf’s cock was like as she had only been granted a glimpse of it. From what she had seen, it seemed to be like a typical canine dick but only far larger and glowing a faint green. Though she could see no balls on the timberwolf, it was a magical beast after all, so logic was thrown right out the window in that regard. As opposed to the manticore, whose heavy set of balls nearly dragged along the ground, eliciting a pang of pity to rise from her belly at the sight. Poor guy must be terribly backed up. I should really help him with that. Wait, what am I thinking?

She licked her lips and stared hungrily at the approaching cock, prompting the manticore to pick up its tentative pace. The great beast eyed the chimera one last time before shrugging and reaching its paws up where a bar appeared at the perfect height. Mayor Mare rolled her eyes; clearly, that sexy alicorn had thought of everything.

Despite the rising feeling of indignation, Mayor Mare couldn't help but admit to herself that she had become intensely hungry and the heat she had thought she had beat rose steadily once more. Well, if one dick didn't cure it, three surely will. She thought with a snort of deranged amusement. If the alicorn was focused on turning her into a slut then what better way to escape than to play the part… for now.

Or at least that's what she told herself.

The manticore thrust its cock towards the mare’s waiting lips but came a little short, still obviously nervous about the chimera’s proximity. The three headed creature didn't seem to care and was still catching its breath from the furious jackhammering it had delivered to her gaping cunt mere minutes ago.

The mare growled in annoyance and reached out a hoof, running it along the base of the manticore’s cock, coaxing it closer and closer until… She reached out and wrapped her lips around the tip. The manticore yelped and pulled back, but the former mayor had only to apply a little force with her teeth in order to get her point across. This is mine now. She thought grimly.

Thankfully the creature gave up quickly, allowing the strangely dominant mare to take the reins and allowed himself to be pulled a little closer, which in turn allowed the former earth pony to take a little more of his cock into her mouth. It was strange - it tasted what it smelled like: a little spice bearing an odd aftertaste with an oddly soft feel. Mayor Mare ran her tongue along the fleshy spines and around the tip, getting quite used to the taste, even going so far as to swallow the buildup of spit in her mouth. Mmm, he is delicious. I wonder what his cum tastes like.

So lost was she in the exploration of her newly expanded senses that she was hardly aware of the timberwolf which had maneuvered close to his goal. Its nose was low and it sniffed at the mare’s used pussy, its magical senses telling it something was off. It could smell the claim the chimera had left and sensed that the mare had been knocked up, but it could also smell that she was still fertile, her body ready to receive more seed.

It leaned closer, pressing its nose against her still semi-occupied cunt and gave another deep smell, much to Mayor Mare’s surprise. “Eep!” She accidently released the manticore cock in her mouth and retreated from the cold nose of the timberwolf.

She didn't make it far before the manticore growled and thrusted back, keeping her from pulling herself off the chimera’s dick. Meanwhile, the timberwolf recoiled, more confused than ever. Eventually it merely shrugged, ignoring its senses and hopping up over the mare in order to properly mount her.

“Woah! Hold on there, big guy. Gimme a second and- urk!” The manticore had since lost its patience and thrusted into the mare’s mouth, straight down her throat.

The chimera chuckled and thrust its hips upwards, driving the mare deeper into the manticore’s cock. She could feel the strange dick drive into her throat a few inches, instantly making it bulge with its size. It had grown larger and harder and she doubted she could even breathe around the massive cock in her throat. She felt no panic welling in her chest or any burn in her lungs so she quickly forgot about the strangeness of it all and focused her attention back on the manticore in her throat, hoping that if she relieved its blue balls it wouldn't be so forceful with her.

The timberwolf shifted, working its limbs between the chimera’s cautiously, both creatures too aroused to care much but still hesitant of what the other knew as a powerful hunter. Eventually arousal won out and the pair stopped giving each other sidelong glances long enough for the timberwolf to align its cock with its target and thrust forward.

Mayor Mare’s eyes went wide and her head stopped mid thrust down the manticore’s spined cock, her tongue falling limply in her mouth. She had felt something strangely pointed ram against her ass only for it to slip between her cheeks and off. The feeling was oddly pleasurable and she caught herself feeling disappointed that it hadn't penetrated her last empty hole. She pushed that thought away for now and refocused on the agitated manticore, not wanting it to get too antsy and thrust into her throat again.

The chimera shifted its hips upward, its slowly rehardening cock filling the mare back up at a pace far too slow for her liking. She had other things on her mind, though, and only the firm hoof she placed against the manticore’s lower belly kept in him in check. The timberwolf wasn't aware of the fine balance his mate was maintaining and thrust forward again, this time with enough force to nearly penetrate the mare’s tight anus but not quite, slipping away once again.

The mare lurched forward, the strength behind the thrust launching her down the manticore’s cock, much to his enjoyment and her annoyance. She felt nearly a foot of beast cock slip down her throat with surprising ease, but still she felt no desire to pull up nor the tell-tale burn that came with a lack of oxygen. She didn't think about any of that, too annoyed at the timberwolf’s poor aim and the greedy manticore’s humping she was managing to hold back.

She pushed hard, shoving the manticore back enough to allow her some space to work before bobbing her head up and down his shaft in slow, deep motions. That seemed to appease the beast and give her a little proverbial breathing room, allowing her to push her ass up slightly and hopefully allowing the timberwolf the angle he needed. The timberwolf however did not notice the subtle shift and merely thrusted at the exact same spot, unaware that a different and currently occupied hole was now there.

“Mph!” The mare cried and the chimera grunted.

She cursed the wood creature’s poor aim and hoped her now overly stuffed cunt would survive. The strangely soft, woody cock of the enchanted creature had slipped in next to the chimera’s, having used the abundantly lubricated hole rather than its intended target. Mayor Mare tried her best to wiggle free of the second cock trying to slip into her pussy while still holding the manticore off but it was too much.

The second she pulled her attention away from the manticore, it thrust its hips forward, making the mare gag as the enormous beast cock was thrust down her throat, which in turn drew away from her attempt to pull the inch or two of timberwolf cock that was threatening to slip deeper into her well-used cunt, allowing the canine to thrust forward and bury itself inside her.

Pain shot up her spine and the mare groaned as she felt her already tight cunt become painfully so. There was no way even her modified body would allow for such a thing, right? As if on cue she felt the strange tingling from before to return and the tightness begin to alleviate somewhat. It wasn't enough to allow the timberwolf to push any deeper, but it did stop whining pathetically.

Mayor Mare tried to reach with one of her back limbs in order to push the timberwolf back, but even the hardest kick she could deliver was nothing against the magical wood that made up its body. This gave the manticore the break it was looking for, thrusting its hips forward and back, face-fucking the poor mare as she tried to unlodge the canine with a few more kicks.

The mare grunted, trying to ignore the nearly foot and half of beast cock pounding into her face. Unfortunately it was at that moment that the chimera had finally managed to harden fully once more and, without wasting time, the three headed creature thrusted up into his mate, accidently driving the timberwolf’s cock deeper along with it.

For a second, the former pony’s mind went blank with pleasure, and the world seemed to stop. The spiny cock in her throat had finally bottomed out against her face, its balls pressed against her throat, which was bulging obscenely with the massive amount of dick it was trying to contain. A dick that felt like it had penetrated all the way to her belly, forcing her neck to begin to tingle as it tried to accommodate the massive invader.

The two dicks jammed into her cunt surged deeper, instantly triggering a mind bending orgasm as it mashed her g-spot. The feeling of having her womb penetrated again by the chimera while the other dick surged deeper, nearly catching up was bizarre and utterly orgasmic. Though the mare didn't know it, something fundamental changed inside of her in that moment and a point of no return was crossed. Her addled brain couldn't handle any more and slowly a wild, salacious grin spread across her face and her resistance to her new body’s needs died a quick death.

Then all at once time seemed to catch back up with her and, despite the fact that she could push back against the manticore, could try and slow down the timberwolf or the chimera, she didn't. She knew she could - a swift kick to the balls stopped any male, but she didn't want to. All she wanted was for the three beasts to keep using her however they wanted, for as long as they wanted.

That was something the three creatures were more than happy to keep doing. The manticore managed to find a steady rhythm and despite Mayor Mare’s slight discomfort at feeling the barbs scrape up her throat every time the beast moved its hips and the mare continued loving it. The sensation of having her throat filled and fucked with having absolutely no control over the great beast was enchanting - she even enjoyed the powerful musk and soft feeling of the beast’s lower stomach that smacked against her face with each relentless, deep thrust.

She loved the feeling of the chimera’s long, thick cock piercing her womb and come to rest deep inside herself, which helped push the timberwolf’s thick dick deeper inside herself, spreading her already abused cunt far past what she thought was her breaking point. The tingling sensation built and spread and, unbeknownst to the mare, her body shifted itself around in order to allow the two creatures to both use her cunt at the same time.

The timberowlf’s breath was hot on her neck, his woody body pressed firmly against her back, reminding the pony of who was truly in control. Despite the fact it was made up of wood, it was more comfortable than her other two lovers. The manticore’s fur was sharp and bristly, and the chimera’s left her with an odd, itching sensation. Beyond that it was also the most pleasurable smell Mayor Mare had ever experienced. It reminded her of the pine tree that was outside her childhood home but it still somehow had that same pungent aroma that canine musk had. The mare couldn't put her hoof on why, but she couldn't stop breathing in lungful after lungful of the potent pheromones whenever she was capable of breathing.

The manticore’s pace was frenzied, almost panicky, his thrusts short and fast and then suddenly long, deep, but equally as fast. Mayor Mare quickly realized that the poor guy was a little intimidated by the other two and so she reached up and pet his stomach. At first nothing changed, but the beast’s breath seemed to slow and its thrusts grew more steady. The former mayor rewarded him by tightening her throat and running her tongue along the base of his cock, drawing a strange mewl of pleasure from the creature.

It seemed to calm down after a few more seconds of petting and rewards, which had an instant effect on the other two, calming down as well. With their frantic thrusts at a now more manageable level, Mayor Mare was able to push back and match each thrust of their hips. It took a few minutes, several orgasms and a little more petting, but eventually she was able to establish a rhythm.

Each time she pushed back against the pair of cocks jammed inside her crowded cunt, she would get pushed forward by their combined thrusting, which in turn drove her down the manticore’s dick, who in turn thrusted forward. She hummed appreciatively when she got all of her three (or five?) lovers all into the same rhythm and rubbed herself affectionately against the timberwolf and chimera’s belly in turn while giving the manticore a few pets.

With a perfect rhythm established, it wasn't long before the former pony was orgasming every minute or so with seemingly no end in sight. At orgasm fifteen she stopped counting - she knew she should feel exhausted by now, both from the physical beating her throat and cunt have endured, but the mental and emotional strain but for whatever reason it didn't seem to bother her too much.

She could all but taste the potent lust that infused every inch of her being, keeping her awake and rational despite her logical side insisting they should probably take a break. Even that little voice had to take a back seat when she felt the first of her partner’s orgasms begin to arrive and a fresh surge of love revitalized her.

The manticore was first. Not surprising since she had given him the most of her attention for being such an obedient lover, lavishing his cock in attention to the best of her startlingly good ability. Even then she was surprised at herself. She seemed to be able to sense the second he wanted to pull back, relaxing her throat and ensuring the barbs didn't harm her, then pressing her tongue firmly along the strange shaft as he thrusted down her throat once more. It was almost like she could read his primitive mind.

Either way, his orgasm was easy to see coming, the small whines and whimpers that he made every few seconds were becoming more common and his body seemed more tense than usual. In response, the mare ensured she was ready, taking a deep breath every time he pulled out in case he was the type to thrust forward and not pull out until he had emptied his balls down her throat and into her belly.

Sure enough, the manticore slammed into her one last time and growled deeply before he stopped moving altogether. His cock began to twitch and spurt right on cue, his potent load slamming into her belly like a freight train. Each load was huge and there was nearly a full second wait between them. The former earth pony physically braced herself for the explosion of cum that erupted into her belly, distending it in only a few short seconds.

She dutifully held herself down, forcing herself to take every last drop her had to dish out. The tingling returned and she felt something even bigger than the combined size of the two monster cocks slip inside her. She didn't know what it was but whatever the large object could be it was pleasurable in the extreme and she came instantly.

The chimera grunted as the already cramped cunt was suddenly tight like a vice again. His grunting was barely audible over the howl of the timberwolf who enthusiastically bellowed in victory. His knot had somehow, despite all odds, slipped inside her pussy and stretched it to truly insane levels. She had nearly four feet total of dicks jammed inside her cunt that stretched her nearly eight inches across, a feat not usually possible unless a mare was giving birth.

Mayor Mare’s body didn't seem to know the meaning of impossible though and, if it wasn't swallowing more cum than her stomach should have room for, it was stretching in ways it wasn't intended. She clamped down on the two cocks lodged in her cunt without thinking, her strangely talented muscles milking them both for all their worth.

By the time the manticore’s orgasm had begun to slow down and her stomach distended to the point that it pressed against the chimera, she felt one of the cocks inside her pussy begin to twitch. She couldn't help but smile at the sensation, hoping it was the timberwolf. She hadn't felt what his orgasm was like and she was intrigued to see if it was as odd as the manticore or as potent as the chimera. Either way, she knew she would end up knocked up with another beast’s young and the thought made her cum again.

The timberwolf’s howl dissipated and its cock surged forward a little more, burying every last millimeter of dick into the mare’s very full cunt, which gave it just enough length to penetrate the mare’s cervix and spread it even wider than before, adding to the mare’s already dizzying orgasm.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and, if her mouth wasn't occupied, she knew it would be hanging open weakly, her tongue lolling from her mouth. Thankfully it was stuffed full and occupied and she wanted it no other way. Despite the fact that she was unable to form a coherent thought, the powerful muscles in her pussy kept pulsing and milking the cocks greedily for all their worth.

She could feel her womb begin stretch and grow as it was forced to accept even more potent beast cum, the sheer volume of which easily matched the amount being forced down her throat. It wasn't long before she felt her stomach begin to grow surprisingly quickly and she silently wondered if she even had room in her body for all this cum. Even worse, would she be able to keep it all inside herself? She felt an intense sense of greed begin to fill her as she imagined all that cum spilling out onto the ground, wasted.

The tingling returned more powerfully than ever before. The tightness in her cunt eased a little, but the timberwolf’s knot was still far too large, effectively plugging her one hole. Her body which had felt painfully full before now continued to grow, somehow able to contain litre after litre of sperm with no signs of stopping.

The manticore cock slipped out of her mouth, nearly forgotten by the mare, who was intensely focused on the feeling of two twitching cocks both shooting a truly staggering amount of cum into her womb, which in turn was somehow able to contain the massive amount of cum with a relative ease that would not be expected from the average sized mare.

What seemed like minutes passed and still the mare’s womb stretched and growed to accommodate the massive amount of cum, seemingly without end. Throughout the entire experience the tightly controlled, thin facade of dominance fell and the mare whimpered, moaned or was otherwise reduced to a drooling mess.

On and on it seemed to go, the mare’s mind lost in endless pleasure, a place she wanted desperately to remain in. Unfortunately it was not meant to be and a sharp tug from her cunt alerted her to the fact that one of her lovers had grown impatient.

The timberwolf growled low before trying to extract its still hard, knotted cock from the mare’s greedy cunt. “No... Please stay.” She whimpered pathetically, her hooves reaching out to grip the timberwolf, urging him to stay inside her.

The beast had other plans though and, with a triumphant heave of his hips, he pulled out his cock in one swift movement, drawing a whimper of pain due to the emptiness inside her, accompanied by a thick surge of cum that she could feel slowly running out her abused, pulsating cunt and down her sensitive clit.

As if on cue, the manticore and the timberwolf quickly traded places, the spiny cock easily slipping inside Mayor Mare’s devastated hole with ease while the mare’s mouth got to work on the timberwolf cock that presented itself. She shuddered as she felt the semi-hard manticore cock slip inside herself, but even that was not enough to draw her attention away from the enormous and still twitching woody cock before her.

She attacked it with gusto, devouring the enormous dick like her life depended on it, somehow managing to swallow nearly the entire thing up to his knot in a single gulp, her throat somehow stretching enough to accommodate the larger cock with ease. One hoof pressed against the timberwolf’s leg, keeping her balance, while the other hoof massaged his balls, trying to coax out every last drop of canine cum.

The timberwolf yelped, surprised by the formerly reluctant mare to leap into action. The creature adapted quickly and used the same hanging bar the manticore had in order to allow his lover unfettered access to the objects of her desire. His dying orgasm had slowed significantly but still a steady stream of cum flowed into the mare’s overfull stomach, her sloppy ministrations and insistence on getting as deep as possible meant nearly every inch of her face was covered in cum and sweat.

She ignored the discomfort and squeezed on the strange set of balls hidden behind the beast’s dick, trying to milk every last drop of cum she could. The timberwolf seemed to oblige and for the last few seconds of his orgasm she could feel the loads being forced into her stomach increase in volume. At the last second she felt a strange desire she could not resist indulging in.

She knew, somehow, that the timberwolf’s orgasm was finally dying, but she wanted one last thing before he was done. With a little push and one final kiss, the mare pulled the beast cock from her mouth and let the last few spurts land across her muzzle and face, covering her in the potent scent and layering on so much cum she could hardly feel a spare section of fur not matted by virile seed.

And she loved it.

Something about being bathed in the scent, surrounded by it and utterly infected by it was beyond anything she could put to words. The unbearable, all-consuming heat she had felt before seemed like little more than the gentle flickering of a candle compared to the inferno raging within her. She wasn't so much consumed by it; rather, she became it.

The timberwolf moved away, his cock drained and his balls emptied somewhat. Mayor Mare had other plans, though, and gripped his balls tight and pulled them both forward, forcing the magical creature closer and making him whine from the discomfort. The mare felt a little bad for having to use a little force, but she wasn't about to let such a delicious cock escape her grasp.

Speaking of which… She pushed back against the manticore and the chimera who had both significantly hardened inside her. Every bulge, vein and spine could be felt as they pulsed and grew inside her. Her destroyed cunt easily managed to take the twin cocks, hardly having to stretch at all due to the amount of abuse it had already taken.

The chimera groaned - his balls were nearly empty and yet his lover still desired more. Even with a massive, cum-filled belly that rivaled anything he had ever seen on a pony, she still wanted more. The chimera was both impressed and disturbed by the sight - her eyes were wild, her face covered in sperm, her lips wrapped firmly around the timberwolf’s cock, all while she lurched back and forth, pounding her gaping cunt against the twin cocks inside her.

Within no time she could feel the manticore’s cock join the chimera’s in her womb, and when it did, her pussy went into overdrive, milking the two cocks for every last drop they could give, all while her heavy cum belly sloshed audibly, pressing against the chimera’s stomach and easily appearing as large as if she were pregnant with triplets and ready to pop.

It didn't take long for the manticore to get close; the mare had a manic intensity about her that drew forth the manticore’s savage spirit, encouraging him to drive into her with complete abandon, ignoring any thoughts he may have to her health and ruthlessly fucking her. She took all of that with ease, moaning whorishly through the cock in her mouth, which was barely audible over the heavy sound of sloshing cum.

The manticore threw its head back and let out a low roar of victory as its cock began to twitch and spurt, adding another few litres to the mare’s already massively overful womb. Her body seemed to ignore the laws of physics and chose to grow and shift even more, her distended belly growing to unprecedented sizes.

She screamed in pleasure, yet another orgasm making her mind recoil from the intense sensations. She was barely aware of just how massive her belly had gotten before the light in her eyes suddenly dulled and she passed out.

The timberwolf recoiled, confused as to why his partner had stopped just when he had gotten hard again. The manticore pulled out quickly, equally as confused and strangely worried for the mare. The chimera reached up and lifted the mare’s head, confused by the blissful expression on her face.

“Uh.” The snake head looked around to Celestia who had just appeared in a flash of light. “It wasn't our fault.”

Celestia chuckled and took the mare in her magic, pulling her off the chimera’s cock with a wet slop. “Don't worry, she just got a little overwhelmed. She will be fine.” she set the mare back down a good distance away, ensuring the steadily growing pool of cum that leaked out of her ruined hole did not stain the monarch’s hooves. “In fact, I think she is better than fine.” With a quick scanning spell, her assumption was confirmed. “You’re pregnant with three different creatures young, and a couple of each at that.”

The chimera staggered to its motley assortment of paws and hooves. “Is she going to be okay?”

Celestia nodded. “Like I said, she's just a little overwhelmed.” The alicorn smirked. “Worried about her?”

The chimera coughed and looked away, drawing another chuckle from the alicorn. “Now let's get you strapped down, huh?” She picked up the leaking mare in her magic and walked out of the room, leaving three confused creatures alone.

Author's Note

Rock Bottom

The mare awoke with a start, looking around only to find that she could only move her head a few inches in each direction. The room was white, like the last one, and completely uniform - the table she was strapped to was the only thing in the room. The former mayor’s mind began to race and she tried to push against her bounds, searching the room for any sign of a male or anyone or anything capable of filling her needy hole.

“Anypony there? Anyone at all? Please...I want—, I need—" she said helplessly almost about to burst into tears."COCK!" she screamed. Why was she like this? After all she had been through, and it’s all her mind could think about. No relief, just the nagging feel of needing more cock to sate her lust. She had become so addicted to the feel, the taste, and just being in its presence that she couldn't help but cry out in need. She squirmed against her bindings, her body uncontrollably trying to reach back in order to pleasure herself.

“Celestia? Are you there? You can't just leave me in here after everything you did. Celestia!”

After a few silent seconds the mare sagged in defeat, falling limp in her bindings and sighing. She did have to admit that having a belly and womb packed full of cum did feel good and, without it, she doubted if she would even remain sane. It wasn't just that she felt empty or even the heat; it was the intense, nearly all-consuming desire to be bred by anyone or anything with a dick. Even with her womb packed full she still felt the desire, still needed more - she would never be satisfied.

Something shifting inside her distended belly made her blink and she craned her neck down, trying to catch a glimpse of it under the table. Her enormous stomach distended all the way down to the floor, just as she thought, but otherwise everything seemed to be in order. She stared at it for a few more seconds before sighing - it had been nothing. Another shift and the mare’s eyes went wide; something pressed against her belly and, for a second, she thought she could identify a paw of some kind... then it was gone.

“What the fuck?” She whispered. She couldn't have been out that long, right? But then again, Celestia had alluded to her being out for longer than she thought. Had she had already been out for days or weeks?

“Language.” Celestia tsked.

The mare blinked and looked up to where Celestia had appeared. “What happened to me? What did you put inside me? It couldn't have-” The mare found her mouth suddenly magically shut.

“Shh, it's okay. I explained this all to you before, remember? You can be knocked up by any creature and the pregnancy moves very quickly. What you felt was one of your several babies that are due in a matter of hours… or minutes, I’m not quite sure.” Celestia explained calmly.

Mayor Mare looked down at her belly and blanched. “That's only day one?” She all but shouted.

Celestia scoffed. “That's just hour three. That's how long you were out, by the way. Seems like you OD’d on lust.”

Mayor Mare gulped. “How many are inside me?”

“Eight or nine… I think.” Celestia scratched her chin. “Traditional ultrasound spells don't work that deep.”

Tears creeped into the mare’s eyes and, for a brief moment, she was startlingly aware. “Please, Celestia make it stop. I’m sorry. Throw me in prison or-”

The mare found her mouth shut magically once more. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. Trust me, you are going to love it here.” Her eyes opened wide and she tapped her forehead with her hoof. “Oh, speaking of love, I almost forgot.” She extended a hoof to a seemingly random wall and lit her horn. “A few of my guards that have been watching you got a little hot and bothered during your last display, and they have been eager to join in.”

The wall slowly fell away to reveal about fifteen or so nervous and excited looking stallions. “Why don't you give them the same hospitality you showed those other three?”

Mayor Mare wanted to yell, to scream, or to say anything, but her nose reacted first, breathing in a thick lungful of the potent scent of aroused stallions. Instantly her mouth began to water, her pussy quivered in anticipation and she felt her eyes drawn to the various stallionhoods hanging down in full display. She wanted to beg or to plead for forgiveness, but her body had other plans.

A few of the stallions took a step forward, eyeing the bound mare with excitement in their eyes. Celestia smiled widely and gestured towards Mayor Mare’s bound form. “Go on, gentlecolts. She’s all yours.”

The more eager stallions trotted up to the mare, but only one was so bold as to hop up on the waiting pedestal, allowing him to mount the mare with ease. His cock was large for a stallion, but even then he easily hilted the mare with his first thrust, which drew a frown to his face. Though Mayor Mare seemed to enjoy the penetration, even she could tell something was off. He thrusted in and out a few more times but her sloppy, loose cunt wasn't enjoyable in the least.

He shook his head and hopped down, easily pulling himself from the mare’s clinging cunt. “She's still too stretched, your highness. Perhaps me and the lads should wait a little longer.” a chorus of groans from behind him made the princess smirk.

“Oh, don't worry about that little detail, captain. I’m sure that, with a little help, you can find even this ruined slut to be enjoyable.” Celestia smiled and lit her horn.

Mayor Mare whimpered pathetically and squirmed against her bindings. “Where did that cock go? Please give me dick.”

After a few brief seconds of channeling and a small flash, the changeling hybrid felt the stallion mount the pedestal again, drawing a smile to her face. “Please put it inside me... I need it, oh please, please please.”

The stallion grunted, hefting something up and laying it between her ass cheeks. It was enormous, easily larger than any dick she had taken so far, perhaps even larger than the two beast cocks combined. She blinked and tried to look over to catch a glimpse of whatever it was, only to gasp. It was easily the thickest, longest cock she had ever seen. She gasped and looked down and, though she could hardly see around her massive stomach, she could just barely see what looked like the biggest set of balls she had ever seen on a stallion.

Mayor Mare couldn't help but squeal in delight despite a small part of her screaming in defiance of her whorish devotion to cock. That voice was small, though, and seemed to be shrinking by the minute.

She could feel his huge, throbbing weight settle completely, his hooves finding comfortable positions. She could even taste his anticipation and she loved it. He drew back, his hard length sliding down between her ass cheeks and rubbing against her, sending another bolt of electricity down her spine. Yes, yes, yes! She wiggled her hips, egging the stallion on.

He responded quickly, drawing back his massive length and, with a few grunts, some effort and a little luck, he managed to align his massive cockhead against her hole. He drew his hips back slightly and was about to push forward when he suddenly stopped.

Mayor Mare groaned in annoyance and tried to push back but the bindings held her utterly and she could do little more than wiggle an inch or two, not nearly enough to get what she wanted. Celestia trotted over, smirking all the while. “Hold there, guard. I want to talk with our little slut before you fuck her. Sorry for holding you back. Are you comfortable?”

The guard nodded. “Yes, your highness.” He cleared his throat and rubbed the side of his head. “Though, I would ask that you make your conversation quick, if at all possible.”

Celestia chuckled. “Oh, I will.” She leaned down, bringing her face level with Mayor Mare’s, whose countenance was twisted in frustration. “Let's get rid of these nasty pheromones so we can talk.” She lit her horn and, suddenly, Mayor Mare’s mind was clear as the heady scent of virile stallions vanished.

Mayor Mare gasped and finally looked Celestia in the eye. Without the pheromones to drive her actions and consume her every thought she felt… empty, directionless, completely without purpose. “What?” She mumbled dumbly.

Celestia rolled her eyes. “I just wanted a little chat before I let you have your fun.” She ran a hoof along the bound mare’s chin and smiled. "Tell me, Mayor, do you enjoy just how loose and wet your holes are right now? How your cunt pulsates at just the thought of having another cock stretch you wider than you ever thought imaginable? Why, I bet you could take a dragon's cock right now with little effort."

The bound mare’s lips scrunched into a grimace, but her eyes did not mirror the sentiment - instead, they glew with an odd, almost prideful mirth. “N-no.” She muttered.

The alicorn giggled. “I shouldn't tease you so I’ll just cut to the chase. Do you want this? This new life I've bestowed upon you... your redefined purpose? You were filled with such fight only a few hours ago but now... well, you seem to have had a change of mind.”

Mayor Mare wanted to scream in the alicorn’s face, to spit or bite or shout the cruelest words she could imagine, but her body did none of those things. Cruel realization dawned on the mare and, for the first time, she felt despair. She was that little voice, the lone point of resistance in the body of a breeding machine. She raged and willed her body to move, but nothing happened, not even an errant twitch.

She had been able to resist before, even after being bathed in pheromones and entering a seemingly endless heat, but something was different now. She became aware of the life growing inside of her and the need that arose from the thought. She needed to be bred, to birth more young, to become a mother a thousand times over, and that need overwhelmed her every other desire.

And so the voice screamed and raged, but with each word it grew more distant, vanishing into the aether, forgotten. With it absent, Mayor Mare smiled at the alicorn, unafraid and completely submissive. “Yes, princess. I want this more than anything else in the world.”

Celestia’s smile grew wide with devilish intent. “Anything, you say? What if I offered you your freedom right here and now?”

Mayor Mare shook her head instantly, almost with a sense of fear rising at the thought. "No—, I want to be here.You bring me everything I could ever want. Cock, food, and safety so I can birth many children. Everything I was missing before is right here." Mayor said as a smile formed.

Celestia’s smile grew obscenely wide and she leaned in close, staring deeply into the mare’s eyes for any spark of resistance. “Are you sure about that, Mayor?”

“Yes, please give me more dick.” She gulped. “I’m begging you, Celestia. I need more.”

Celestia backed up, her smiled falling away. “If that is what you desire, you shall have it in spades, my little mare.” With a wave of her horn, Mayor Mare felt the pheromones crash into her senses and all logical thought left her mind.

The guard behind her suddenly lurched forward, his massive cockhead slamming into her cunt with tremendous force. Though the power of his thrust would have been useful before, now her cunt was stretched and gaping and it took nearly half of his massive cock without difficulty, only stopping at the medial ring.

The stallion stopped completely, moaning in pleasure and completely blindsided by just how good it felt to jam his fat cock into even a loose cunt like hers. Mayor Mare felt the same pleasure and, though she enjoyed it, she couldn't stop now - she needed more. When she wiggled her hips and tried to push back she got nowhere, so instead she began to look around frantically, searching for more dick to shove inside her empty holes.

A wary stallion had edged his way closer to her front, looking at her with a mixture of arousal and trepidation. The mare quickly opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue, inviting the now quite aroused stallion to follow his instincts.

Which he did with gusto, positively leaping up into the hoof holders and clumsily locking himself in. Mayor Mare wanted to commend the stallion for his actions but he had forgotten just how heavy his new cock was and, instead of placing the head into her mouth, he smacked her across the face with his meaty appendage. Rather than be annoyed, she felt oddly excited by it - she was little more than a cum dump and if they wanted to abuse her a little beforehand, she held no qualms with that.

The stallion blushed and almost apologized before merely shrugging. Celestia had said that, despite looking like a mare, this creature was more or less thoughtless, existing only to be bred over and over... so why even bother? He hoisted his hips up a little and tried to guide his cock into the mare’s mouth, but he was still unused to his newly enlarged cock and missed the mark but several inches.

Mayor Mare growled and extended her neck and tongue, trying to catch and guide the cock only to lack the reach necessary. Thankfully, the stallion inside her cunt had come down from his initial shock and was now trying to jam the rest of his cock into her worthless cunt. It took a few hard thrusts and more time than either party enjoyed, but soon his medial ring slipped inside her.

Mayor Mare let out a low moan of pleasure as she felt the walls of her cunt stretch and distend as the thick medial ring pushed deeper and deeper. Even the immensely pleasurable experience of a good stretching wasn't enough for the mare to pull her eyes off her prize though, and when the second stallion withdrew and attempted to aim his unwieldy cock towards Mayor Mare’s lips, she was ready.

Extending her tongue and neck as far as the bindings allowed, she managed to catch the very end of the stallion’s cock as he was about to miss. The stallion stopped at the sudden wet feeling and let himself be guided up and forward towards the mare’s waiting mouth, all while her other partner had worked himself into a frenzy, clearly unused to the amount of pleasure his enlarged cock was capable of giving. He franticly thrusted in and out, having to use his entire body to leverage his fat cock out of her clutching depths.

He had bottomed out inside her in a matter of moments, his massive flared head brushing against her womb despite its enormous size. Mayor Mare was faintly aware of the tingling returning to her cunt, but she ignored it and the questions it brought, her attention firmly fixated on the fat piece of stallion meat she was guiding to her lips.

It took a little bit, but the clumsy stallion finally felt his cock head press against her lips and slip past, unleashing an explosion of pleasure into the stallion’s mind. With the stallion temporarily out of order and his body standing stock still, Mayor Mare took it upon herself to work the head to the best of her abilities, lavishing it in long, soft licks around the entire circumference before planting a firm kiss on the tip.

It didn't take nearly as long for this stallion to get over the initial shock of pleasure. Must be strange feeling all that extra meat. Poor stallion, momma Mayor will make you feel better. When he thrusted forward she was ready, as if she could read his body language and know what he was doing before it happened.

Her throat tingled a little, but she managed to take his length with only a little stop at the medial ring. If Mayor Mare could have formed a coherent thought she would have wondered how she had taken his massive length without slowing down for more than a second. Nevermind the fact that she didn't seem to need to breathe and her jaw opened far larger than what should be possible.

All those things didn't even enter her mind as she saw the stallion’s crotch fly forward, thrusting suddenly. Her lips pressed against his sheath and his potent scent filled her nostrils and flooded her mind. A whorish moan escaped her lips, barely audible over the meaty appendage in her mouth. Coincidentally, the stallion in her snatch had thrusted forward as well and she was granted a painfully brief feeling of fullness that was unlike anything she had experienced and, the second it was over, she all but mourned the loss of that feeling.

Thankfully, that would happen many, many more times before this little session was over.

Unfortunately for her, though, it wouldn't happen again for a few more minutes as the stallion in her cunt began to shorten his thrusts, his cock twitching erratically. The mare didn't need to be able to read him to know he was close - she could taste his need and she drank deep from that potent well.

It wasn't long before he came; the stallion wasn't holding back and, though the mare was sad he had finished early, something told her he would be back around again before long. Besides that, she was also getting her favorite thing in the world: cum.

She positively squealed in pleasure which was, again, barely audible over the brutal face fucking she was receiving. The stallion’s orgasm arrived quickly and, though she wanted to savor the feeling of being filled, her womb was already packed to the brim with life and would accept no more. Instead of filling her and giving her the potent high of being impregnated, his sperm hit the back of her cunt before spilling out of her, his flare not quite enough to hold in his potent load due to the sheer pressure that had nowhere to go.

“Oh, fuck.” The stallion mumbled, his strangely large orgasm reducing him to a mumbling wreck.

Mayor Mare could hear the other stallions snickering at his quick shot, all but the stallion in her mouth who knew what his comrade was going through. His orgasm was long, substantial, but ultimately wasted, every gush of cum that flowed out of her ruined cunt was another slap in the face and, by the time it began to taper off, she was desperate to be filled to the brim with cum.

Her tongue pressed against the bottom of his cock, squeezing it with her surprisingly talented throat muscles. She kissed his crotch with each thrust and used every trick she knew in order to get him to cum. The stallion’s thrusts grew more erratic and his moans were load and unabashed, forgetting completely about his fellows as he felt his cock begin to get milked with all the dexterity of a trained whore.

By the time the first stallion had started to pull back, Mayor Mare could tell that the second stallion was close and she tried not to think about the semi hard cock nearly pulling her insides out as it was dragged through her cunt. With a wet shlop, his cock fell out of her hole, followed by another small flood of semen that flowed of her ruined and gaping hole.

One of the stallions gasped and muttered. “Damn! You wrecked her, captain. How are the rest of us even going to enjoy it?”

The captain fell heavily back to his hooves. “She has another hole, doesn't she? Looks unused, too.”

The other guards shared a look and immediately began pushing their way over to her. The group had hardly moved with their enlarged appendages though, so what would be a semi-brutal melee of pushing and shoving was more like a bunch of grown stallions shuffling and bumping their way over to her like a pack of old ponies.

Mayor Mare was unaware of all that, however, having given her entire attention over to the stallion currently cumming down her throat. His orgasm was different; where the other stallion’s thrusts had grown short and erratic, his grew long and frantic, his cock pistoning nearly all the way in before pulling all the way out, making his heavy balls slap against her throat.

The mare was aware of her orgasms, but they had been so constant, so ever present in her new life that she hardly even cared to count or notice as they bled from one to another. Her next one, however, was much different - she could feel it coming as he had been growing closer and now, just when his orgasm had finally traveled up his huge cock, she felt it erupt as his cock did as well.

She screamed around the cock in her throat, her eyes closing as they rolled back in their sockets. His orgasm was relatively similar to his comrade’s in this regard, but there was something so much more visceral and captivating about feeling it spurt directly into her stomach that made her enjoy it so much more.

She felt her stomach begin to bulge within seconds and she was sure that, despite her belly already being enormous from all the young inside her, she could take it all. No matter how much they could dish out, she knew she could take it all and still come back, begging for more.

In the throes of her and her second partner’s orgasm, she felt the third lucky stallion reach up and adjust the hoof holders with a resounding click. A second later she could feel his weight as he got into position, his equally large cock resting against her ass. Despite being rendered completely mindless by the seemingly endless pleasure, she still had the presence of mind to arch her back and offer her hole to the stallion, her tail dutifully falling to the side to give him all the room he needed.

Unbeknownst to her, he had a different hole in mind and, through a surprising amount of dexterity, the stallion managed press his cock against her still-tight asshole without slipping into her gaping cunt. The stallion currently balls deep in her throat had begun to slow down, his orgasm coming in slow, weak waves that left the mare wanting more. She needed another dick inside her, and soon.

She felt the tingling return, except this time it was a little higher up and, after a few seconds of the strange feeling, she began to feel her hole begin to loosen up and despite the lack of lubrication, his massive head began to slip inside her. Despite her body’s adaptability, it still took a while to work himself into her tight, formerly virgin hole. In the meantime she milked the stallion cock still in her mouth for all its worth, managing to pull a few last heavy loads from the softening stallion before he pulled out of her and stumbled back.

The next stallion didn't need any encouragement and one look at the hungry expression on the mare’s face was all he needed to jump up, lock himself in and slam his cock down the mare’s throat. Mayor Mare thanked her lucky stars this wasn't so clumsy - she was getting hotter by the minute and even the few seconds she didn't have a dick in her throat were agonizing.

He didn't seem to be as easily overwhelmed either, merely slowing for a moment before picking his pace back up. Though he needed no help and held nothing back, Mayor Mare still used every trick she could think of - after all she had a whole room full of stallions to satisfy. The stallion in her ass sighed in relief as he felt his cock slip a few more inches into the mare’s vicelike hole. The grip she had on his dick was painful but no so much so that it gave him pause. She wasn't sure what was driving this new pair of stallions to be so demanding but she loved it.

It was at that moment, while she was blissfully aware of the stallion in her ass pushing his medial ring into her and the stallion in her throat had just bottomed out, that something strange happened. Despite the fact that the odd angle should have made the addition of another partner impossible, she felt another cock slip into her still cum-drenched pussy. Despite its size it easily slid inside her, the cum still left inside acting as the perfect lube.

Unbeknownst to the mare, Celestia had opened a portal a moment ago in order to better satisfy her guards, and another nameless stallion had eagerly jumped at the opportunity, slamming himself into her with one brutal thrust.

Mayor Mare squealed in delight at the sensation - finally she was getting close to becoming truly satisfied. Three massive cocks all stretching her holes while her belly was full to the brim of life was the single greatest feeling the mare had ever felt. She very nearly blacked out from the intense sensations, but she was just barely able to hold on despite all that.

She desperately held onto consciousness, unwilling to let this immense pleasure merely pass her by. Her limbs fell slack and, for a moment, she thought she had lost that battle, but then it passed and she felt her body adjust. The stallions ignored the sudden strangeness and merely continued to pound into her with reckless abandon.

After another minute passed, Mayor Mare had grown comfortable with feeling so much of her body filled with hard stallion cock and was able to begin pushing back against them and working her strong internal muscles. Her three partners had grown used to the mare merely lying there and taking it and so, when she began to give back, it caught them by surprise... for a moment, anyway.

After that they eagerly redoubled their pace and fucked her with a level of strength that sent her belly sloshing and forcing her body to adjust to the abuse. She didn't mind this change at all, however, and pushed herself to the limit in order to pleasure them even more. Back and forth it went; as one party matched the other’s intensity, the other side would increase it until they had reached a manic, animalistic level that disturbed and aroused the remaining guards.

Celestia raised an eyebrow at the scene but remained silent, almost a little proud of the mare for unlocking a part of her new physiology rather quickly. The mare herself was not consciously aware of what was happening - all she knew or cared about was milking those fat cocks for all their worth and riding orgasm after orgasm all while moaning whorishly.

Even the guards’ famous stamina began to wear down and the three ponies felt the unexpected touch of exhaustion, but thankfully they were all close. The mare could taste it; they were seconds from unloading every last drop of cum they had into her abused holes. Her lips tightened around the cock in her mouth, her throat muscles clamping down tightly and adding to the already massive bulge that was visible through her neck.

Her cunt and ass muscles milked the cocks inside them for all their worth, the talented muscles rhythmically squeezing them and urging them to give her everything they had, something the three stallions were more than happy to supply in earnest.

All three of them thrusted forward one last time, burying themselves into the mare’s body. The instant they did, Mayor mare could hear their balls churn and feel their cum as it shot down their shafts and into her eager, broken body.

Cum all but exploded into her, shooting into her with tremendous force and flooding her body with seed, her already bloated body growing exponentially as the stallions’ titanic balls unleashed into her. All three moaned in an odd harmony with the mare who in turn somehow managed to take every last drop she could. Though she once again was unable to feel the amazing sensation of having her womb filled with cum, she was more than satisfied in feeling both other ends of her body being stuffed with semen.

At the height of her orgasm, Mayor Mare felt something strange occur. The tingling that had been faint the entire time began to grow once more, this time focused entirely on her bloated, young-filled womb and, as if reading her mind, the stallion in her cunt pulled out. She would have been annoyed at the emptiness he left behind but she could feel something moving inside her, pushing its way out.

Her first children were coming within hours of being impregnated.

She tried to hold onto consciousness; through her orgasm and feeling her partners’ cocks still twitching and unloading into her she held on. The added feeling of the first child beginning to push its way out of her was too much for the mare and, despite her desire to see its adorable little face, she finally succumbed to the darkness, falling unconscious.

Author's Note

Embracing The Light

The mare groaned and reached up to rub her aching head, only to find that she was once again bound to a table of some kind. Slowly, she cracked her eyes open, only to see yet another empty white room. Her legs were securely bound with several leather straps, though this time she was bound face up, with her body held in such a way that she was straight vertically, as if she were standing on her hind legs.

She expected to feel the sticky clinging of dry cum, but her fur was pristine and still had the same youthful splendor as before. Her mouth was a little dry but she didn't feel hungry or thirsty, and the only thing she could hear was a soft thumping sound. Looking down, she was surprised to see her teats had grown nearly four times their original size. She had originally been pretty well endowed, even lacking all the usual sag a mare her age usually had. Two small suction cups were latched to the end of her perky teats and she could feel them sucking out litre after litre of milk in a matter of seconds.

“How much milk is in those things?” She asked the empty room, more than a little perplexed by the sight of so much milk flowing from the suction cups, down a pair of tubes and into a barely visible vat of milk that lay to her right.

Her distended belly was all but gone - she still had a little pudge and she could feel her stomach was still heavy with cum, but it was nothing compared to before. Though she was a little annoyed by the fact that there were no males present for her to service, the furious sucking at her engorged tits more than made up for this fact and, for the moment, she was just about satisfied.

As time passed, she grew more used to just how massive her teats had grown and got over the strangeness of having them milked, she started to feel the heat return. It was slow at first, insidiously building up as she the pleasure of relief became more intense. She was both disturbed and a little impressed by just how much milk she was able to produce, for despite the machines working furiously for several minutes, her teats hadn't shrunk in the least - indeed the might have even grown slightly.

It wasn't long before the heat had returned fully, leaving the mare squirming and moaning, desperate to feel a male’s touch and breathe in his potent pheromones. Her body craved dick, and the longer she spent being milked, the more she missed the sensation of having her cock-starved cunt filled to the brim. Her teats felt amazing, but she knew she had been here a while as they were cramped, having been continually pumped for what felt like hours.

Her body cried out as the emptiness within it became more and more apparent. The cum in her belly had all but vanished, consumed by her strange body and now, without any cum inside her and a womb empty of cum or babies, the longing had become painful in its intensity.

With a flash of light, hope returned to the bound and frantic mare. Celestia had returned, and judging from that playful smirk on her lips, she had something new in store for the former mayor.

“Hello again, my little mare.” Her smile widened slightly as she noticed the thick reflective sheen of juices that had flowed from the mare’s cunt and down the table. “Someone has been enjoying themselves.”

Mayor Mare squirmed and whimpered. “What did you bring with you this time? More guards?” The princess shook her head. “More animals? Or a dragon? Or two dragons?!”

Celestia chuckled. “No, I did not bring you dragons. In fact, I have not brought anyone with me this time.”

The alicorn trotted forward, breathing in the potent scent of the debauched mare, a small tremor running up her spine. “You know, after I saw just how much my guards seemed to enjoy your services, I thought I would rather enjoy partaking as well. That is, if you can keep this a secret between us.”

Mayor Mare cocked her head and glanced between the princess’s legs. “I’d love nothing more than to pleasure you, but I don't think you have the, err... equipment?”

“Oh, little mare, that is just because you have not promised to keep this between us. I wouldn't want to let you see little Tia without first swearing to never tell a soul.” The alicorn smirked.

Mayor Mare’s eyes went wide. “I promise never to tell a soul. Please, give me your cock. I’m begging you!”

The alicorn slowly circled the bound mare, eying her up and down in a critical light. “I don't know, that didn't sound very heartfelt and it would be quite the scandal for everypony to find out my little secret.”

“Please, princess! I swear on my soul I will never tell another- eep!” The teat pumps were suddenly yanked from her tits, which continued to leak copious amounts of milk.

Celestia rounded the mare again and frowned. “What was that, Mayor? I didn't quite hear you.”

“I swear I’ll never tell anyone for as long as I live. Please fill my worthless body with your perfect cum. Make me your broodmare and fill every inch of me with your seed!” She cried out, straining her bonds.

As Celestia circled back around, Mayor Mare watched her smug face slowly slip back into view, and a strange, altogether different scent tickling her nose. It was faint at first, but with every step the alicorn took and every second that passed, it increased intensity and before long, Mayor Mare realized what it was and she instantly looked down, searching for the source of the scent.

There, between the mare’s legs, was the biggest, fattest cock Mayor Mare had ever seen. Sure, that was a title that seemed to be changing an awful lot recently, but the mare doubted that it would be topped any time soon. Furthermore, she wasn't even sure if a cock that big could even fit inside her. Sure, her body had changed and she seemed able to adjust to pretty much anything, but it was just so… huge. Mayor Mare lacked words to truly describe its size.

It hung low to the ground despite it being obviously fully erect; it was at least eight inches across and nearly came up to the alicorn’s forelegs. Its massive, veiny length pulsed faintly, the mottled pink and white flesh barely able to contain the sheer virility of Celestia’s cock. Perhaps most intriguing to the bound mare was just how much cum leaked from the end of it. Each step she took, another spoonful of pre splattered to the floor, leaving a thin trail of alicorn spunk wherever she walked.

She couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight. So much wasted cum was irritating, but the massive pair of beach ball-sized testes told the former mayor that it wasn't even a drop in the bucket for the powerful alicorn. I don't even care if that thing kills me, I would die happy. Mayor Mare thought, her eyes unable to be torn away from Celestia’s perfect dick.

“Oh, you like what you see, don’t you?” Mayor Mare nodded enthusiastically, a thin line of drool slipping down her chin. “You know, I don't usually play with my experiments. At most, I let the guards have a little fun... but you are different.”

“Mmmm... give it to me. Please, my princess.”

The alicorn stood before the mare, her body turned slightly to the side, allowing her to get a good view of the alicorn’s throbbing cock. “I don't know… You've already had over half a dozen births and I bet your cunt is still loose.”

The former mayor squirmed in her bindings, making her milky teats shake and leak, which drew the alicorn’s gaze. “I can tighten up, I promise! Your cock is so big, I bet it wouldn't even matter anyway.”

Celestia licked her lips and nodded, her eyes never straying from the mare’s massive, leaking tits. “That just might be… I suppose I should try out that worthless cunt of yours, but before I do that…” she licked her lips and lowered herself slightly, leaning towards the mare’s engorged teats. “I am rather parched.”

Mayor Mare squealed in delight. If nursing was half as pleasurable as the milking machine then she knew she was going to enjoy this immensely and, even if she didn’t, the promise of Celestia’s fat cock was more than enough to hold her over.

Slowly, Celestia’s descended closer to Mayor Mare’s nipple, her shaft twitching all the while. The bound mare proudly presented her leaking teats, offering them up to the princess whom leaned forward and pressed her lips against Mayor Mare’s bare skin. The instant her lips touched the mare’s body, a jolt of electricity passed through her, starling her.

“Ooooh.” The mare moaned, feeling the alicorn begin to suck at her teat, easing some of the immense pressure that had built within her body.

The alicorn’s hooves slipped forward, one propping up the mare’s teat and squeezing gently, encouraging the already-significant stream of milk to increase in intensity. Her other hoof rested against Mayor Mare’s inner thigh and even the soft caress felt like the most erotic of touches to the bound mare.

She moaned whorishly, unafraid to give voice to the pleasure she felt. Her partner seemed to enjoy her lewd moaning and began to suck harder and faster, which in turn made the mare moan louder. Mayor Mare could already feel her first orgasm begin to come - she felt a little ashamed at first, nervous about her hair trigger, but in the end she couldn't really blame herself. Celestia’s tongue circled her nipple dexterously, lavishing it in attention and pleasure. Celestia’s lips were pressed so tightly it felt like the most intimate of kisses.

Her touch, her breath, everything about the ancient mare was pleasurable - her thousands of years of experience turning even the most chaste of touches into an experience that made Mayor Mare crave more. She wasn't sure if it was the mare’s age and experience, or something supernatural about the alicorn physiology; either way, the mare didn't know or care, all she knew was that she was going to revel in the pleasure she received from the alicorn’s masterful attention.

Only several seconds into Celestia suckling at her teat and Mayor Mare came hard, her body twitching erratically and her cunt spasming, leaking a thin trail of mare cum down the table. The alicorn didn't seem to notice; her attention utterly devoted to drinking every last bit of milk the mare had to offer, though her smile did widen slightly when she felt the mare’s orgasm overpower her senses and leave her a moaning mess.

Mayor Mare would have never guessed that such minimal attention could feel so good. The soft touch, the patient suckling, she almost didn't care that her womb wasn't being stuffed full of virile alicorn sperm… almost. She didn't mind it, though, there seemed to be an unspoken promise in the way Celestia attacked her teats - something that promised that this was only the beginning, and that by the end of it, the mare’s womb would be full and they would both be satisfied.

The pressure had subsided relatively quickly and the mare found both of the soft and gentle hooves of her lover squeezing and kneading her teat, trying to milk her for every last drop. The waning stream of milk redoubled under the intense but gentle squeezing, Celestia’s masterful hooves seemingly knowing the exact places to press in order to get more milk without applying too much pressure. Mayor Mare idly wondered how many times the alicorn had done this. A hundred times, two hundred? Thousands? She couldn't know, but she immediately felt immensely honored to receive the attention of such a perfect lover.

It didn't take long for her first teat to begin to empty, the intense pressure that had built inside slowly dissipating to more manageable levels. Mayor Mare knew her body wouldn't let her rest for long and it would only be a matter of minutes before her teats once more grew fat with milk, but for now, she was mercifully relieved of the pressure that had plagued her since she had first awoken. Even still, Celestia’s lips lingered, her hooves caressing Mayor Mare’s soft and sensitive flesh.

She didn't suck quite as hard, nor did her hooves press nearly as much as before, and the former mayor blushed due to the strange level of intimacy. Where before there was passion, a hunger in the alicorn’s eyes that drove her to drink every last drop, now there was patience and affection that Mayor Mare didn't expect.

It didn't last, though, and soon the alicorn gently pulled back, bringing Mayor Mare’s breast with her until she released her lips with a resounding pop, allowing her now slightly empty breast to fall to its spot between her legs. Celestia licked the milk that had dribbled from her mouth in a long, exaggerated motion, all the while looking Mayor Mare directly in the eye.

The mare couldn't help but shiver; she knew the act was another promise, the alicorn would drain her massive teats of every last drop they had to offer before turning her attention to the mare’s empty womb. Then she would fill Mayor Mare’s worthless body with more cum than she could have ever hoped to contain if she was a mere pony.

The thought was exhilarating and the former mayor was nearly vibrating in her bonds by the time the hungry alicorn descended on her other breast. A shuddered moan escaped the bound mare’s lips and she couldn't help but sigh in relief, only to eep when she felt something pinch her sensitive nipple. She glanced down at the smirking alicorn who had nipped her breast, making Mayor Mare giggle at the sight.

A part of her felt like she should be angry at the princess but she couldn't muster the effort to do something so monumental. In Mayor Mare’s newly changed mind, it was little more than a playful gesture, one that she couldn't help but feel aroused by. Celestia’s soft teeth teasingly brushed across the mare’s incredibly sensitive nipple, all while she insistently sucked down more and more milk.

The alicorn’s soft and gentle hooves grew insistent and teasing, with one brushing close to the Mayor’s gaping cunt while the other pressed firmly on the former Mayor’s teat. The bound mare arched her back as far as it could go and let her head fall back in ecstasy as yet another lewd moan graced Celestia’s ear. Her pet had well and truly given up, and even the alicorn’s teasing and the tiny bit of pain the mare felt was met with an immediate surge of arousal.

Mayor Mare was in heaven; a part of her new physiology was rewarding her immensely for both successfully birthing and now nursing. Her body didn't know that her milk was going towards an ancient alicorn who in no way required the nutrient-rich liquid, but it didn't know that. All it knew was that it had been knocked up successfully and was now giving its new children the sustenance they need.

Pheromones that had been powerful and enchanting before were growing more and more captivating by the minute. The bound mare was now quite familiar with the burning need to be bred that flared within her body, but even her experience had nothing on the heat inside her. This pony, this goddess, was the perfect mate and Mayor Mare’s body was doing everything it could to encourage the pair to breed like rabbits and fill her womb with a new batch of life.

The gentle sloping sound of a new burst of pre splattering against the ground was met with a fresh surge of pheremones. The alicorn’s production was staggering and a small pool of precum had formed on the floor between her legs. The scent of the virile seed was the best thing Mayor Mare had ever smelt and a tiny part of her wanted to roll around in it and cover herself with the stuff.

The slow but forceful sucking at her nipple began to wane as her impressive production had begun to be consumed by the alicorn’s thirst. Celestia nipped at the mare’s nipple and lamented the slowly dissipating supply of milk - despite the many, many litres stored in a container behind the mare, it just wasn't the same. If the alicorn was being honest with herself, she had always loved to drink the milk of her lovers directly from the source and she, in turn, reveled in nursing the very few times she had ever given birth... but that was a story for another time.

This time, rather than give up when Mayor Mare no longer had any milk to give, Celestia sucked insistently, trying to pull every last drop from the mare’s now slightly less enormous teats, even going so far as to squeeze the breast with both hooves, which managed to get a few more drops of precious milk, but that was it. The feeling of emptiness was mind blowing - it was as if her body was rewarding her for getting drained completely and Mayor Mare screamed to the heavens as another for potent orgasm cascaded through her body.

The small river of mare cum that ran down the table surged as the mare came hard, adding to the steadily growing lake of female juices that spread from beneath her. The sound of unbridled passion was music to Celestia’s ears and there was something so very primal about it that moved her to action. With one last kiss at the bound mare’s , breast Celestia reluctantly pulled back, letting the now slightly bruised nipple to fall.

Mayor Mare hardly even noticed this, however; her body was demanding more and she could not resist, but there was simply nothing there. That didn't stop her from dry humping the spot where her partner should be. She moaned and twisted within her bindings, the tingling in her body rising to the occasion of mating with such a powerful specimen.

The pheromones didn't only effect Mayor Mare, however, and by now, Celestia’s fortress of a mind was filled with thoughts of all the debauched things she wished to do to the bound mare. She knew the hybrid’s inherent magic and natural chemistry was affecting her, but rather than put up guards to these things, she breathed deeper. She was going to well and truly cut loose after all these years and she was going to enjoy every last second of it.

The alicorn rose up to her full height, standing on her back hooves and bringing her forehooves down on the table on either side of Mayor Mare’s head with a firm bang. The sound jarred Mayor Mare from her lust-filled madness and made her blink in confusion as the light was suddenly blotted out by a huge white shape that utterly dominated the entirety of her vision. The only thing she could see was the glint of the alicorn’s eyes, which sent a thrill down her spine.

Celestia was always utterly dominant - her every step said to all around her that she was in control. Every word spoke of her complete dominion and even the most resistant of ponies found themselves unexpectedly bending the knee to the powerful alicorn. This was something else entirely; the alicorn had Mayor Mare at her complete mercy. When she had first given in to her new role in life, she felt as though her body was not truly hers anymore, it was merely an object for Celestia to use to birth as many creatures as she desired. Now, with the alicorn’s body so close and her position so commanding, Mayor Mare was absolutely certain that the monarch controlled even her very soul.

“I am yours. Please, take me, my princess.” The whore whispered huskily.

The alicorn merely snorted in amusement. “You were always mine. And now you will truly step into your role as my cum dump.”

Mayor Mare shuddered in delight, relishing in the complete lack of control she had. The huge flat head of Celestia’s cock lurched up, smashing against Mayor Mare’s relatively unused asshole. Sure, a few of the stallions had fucked it to their heart’s desire, but it had not faced the sheer amount of abuse that her cunt had and, despite Celestia’s shaft being lubed by her copious pre, it was not enough to penetrate the mare’s back door.

The alicorn growled in annoyance, drawing a whimper of supplication from the mare who craved to satisfy her princess, her goddess, her everything. Mayor Mare pressed down and closed her eyes, willing her body to be able to take her owner’s massively endowed cock. Celestia recoiled, pulling back a few inches before expertly thrusting forward, slamming herself against the mare’s backside but still not penetrating. The former mayor could feel her body begin to yield and her hole ached to be filled, but it was simply too big to fit.

The next brutal thrust was met with a desperate counter thrust by the mare who pushed down with all her might. When their bodies connected this time, Celestia’s flare managed to not only slip inside, but even surged several inches deep, which in turn drew a moan from the pair, though where Celestia’s was still a little reserved, Mayor Mare’s was an unabashed celebration of their coupling and she cried to the heavens.

Celestia’s muscled hooves dug into the table and gripped it tightly before thrusting forward again. The bound mare’s cry raised a few octaves as she felt the titanic invader slide deeper into her guts, making even the changeling hybrid to begin worrying if she even had the space inside her for such a mammoth dick.

Whether she did or not was irrelevant for she knew she would pleasure the alicorn to the best of her abilities even if it damaged her seemingly elastic body. The cock twitched suddenly, sending a spurt of pre deep into the bound mare’s body and further lubricating her hole. Despite the added lube, the alicorn did not thrust forward, and even stopped altogether, looking down at Mayor Mare and smiling strangely.

“How does it feel to take the dick of a goddess?” She asked, her lips turning up to form her now familiar smirking smile.

“It feels so good! I’m so full, but there is so much left yet. I don't know if I can take it all, but for you, I will take every last perfect inch.” She whispered back, much to the amusement of the immortal sun princess.

“Don't you find it funny that mere hours ago you would have ranted, raved and begged for this not to happen? Is there even a shred of that Mayor Mare left in there?” Celestia stared down into the mare’s eyes, searching for any lingering patches of resistance.

But there was none - the mare known as Mayor Mare was no more. In her place, a new creature had risen from her ashes, and this one would never even dream of resisting the powerful alicorn. “No, my princess. I live to serve you wholly and completely.”

A faint flicker of disappointment passed through Celestia’s features, but it was gone in an instant. “How unexpected.”

Her hips surged forward without warning, reminding the bound mare that the alicorn’s titanic cock was still inside her. The sheer size of the alicorn’s endowment made every thrust difficult, but with the unbridled power of a god, not even her tight hole could resist for long. The alicorn didn't even seem to notice just how vicelike Mayor Mare’s asshole was and, despite the crushing tightness, she didn't even flinch.

The bound mare wanted to loosen up and her body was tingling all over from the effort, but it was simply too large and too fast for her to catch up. She paled at the thought of her overly tight hole causing pain to the princess, but one look at her features showed no hint of annoyance or suffering. She kept focusing on that regardless - even if the princess didn't show it, Mayor Mare was sure her body was not perfect for her needs and she would be damned before not doing everything she could to pleasure her goddess.

Celestia slowly worked her way deeper into the mare’s body, every thrust distending her belly further and stretching her hole nearly to the breaking point. Another thrust and the massive bulge inched further up Mayor Mare’s body; her hips had thankfully already adapted to pushing out large children. If they hadn't, well, she wasn't sure if she could even hope to take the alicorn’s massive head.

Over time, even the faint pain the mare felt began to subside and, as the alicorn thrusted again, she could feel her body finally begin to adapt and relax its tight grip it had on Celestia’s cock. The alicorn breathed a tiny bit easier, something the astute hybrid did not miss. It was small, but it was a sign the usually reserved pony was enjoying herself, and Mayor Mare loved it.

She loved it almost as much as the sight of Celestia’s gargantuan cock surging up her stomach, spreading the inner reaches of her ass and drawing a squeal of delight from the bound mare. She could feel Celestia’s medial ring bang against her hole and, despite the fact that it couldn't slip inside, she was still proud. She was nearly halfway there and, even if it wasn't as far as she wanted to be, it was still better than her old, unaltered body could ever dream of reaching.

Mayor Mare wanted to run her hooves down the bulge in her midsection, to egg the princess on and to urge her deeper. She wanted to feel the alicorn’s dick violating the deepest reaches of her body and claiming them forever more for her one true goddess; Celestia.

The alicorn grew insistent, pulling back and thrusting hard, battering the mare’s still-adapting hole and trying to squeeze her medial ring into the mare’s body. Mayor Mare was trying to aid in the princess’ efforts, but there was little she could do other than push down against it as much as she could. After the third attempt to squeeze her medial ring into the mare’s now ruined hole, the alicorn growled in annoyance and nearly pulled out of the bound mare’s hole completely...

Only to slam herself back inside with all the force of a charging bull. Mayor Mare threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy, feeling her goddess’ length plunging into her with enough weight behind it for her medial ring to slip inside along with a few extra inches. Another screaming orgasm rocketed through her mind and Mayor Mare tasted the unbridled pleasure of feeling the most important pony in existence filling her insides.

She knew it was only a taste of what would happen when she felt her goddess’ cum filling her womb, but for now it was enough... A sentiment that Celestia didn't seem to agree with, however, and she was quick to pull out slightly, her medial ring slipping out of the mare only to pop back inside, teasing her with that delicious feeling of being stretched that she so loved. The alicorn teased her like this a few times before making her mind up and thrusting back inside the mare, filling her utterly and nearly bottoming out inside her.

A few more thrusts was all it took to finally feel the entirety of her cock resting inside the deepest reaches of the bound mare’s body, who in turn came again, one orgasm bleeding into another as her guts were stuffed full of alicorn cock. Seconds passed without Celestia moving; her head was back and she took a slow, deep moan of pleasure, enjoying the feeling of having her cock buried in someone who could actually take every last inch of her throbbing length. It was a feeling she had not experienced in what seemed like millennia.

Mayor Mare was content to remain like this until her seemingly endless orgasm finally died down and she was able to catch her breath. With the alicorn still unmoving, the mare took the time to look down at the sight of her body and revel in her accomplishment.

Every last throbbing inch of the princess was inside her, and she could feel those enormous, heavy balls of hers resting firmly against her. More important than even that, though, was the odd sight of her belly. Celestia was long, thick, and her cock seemed to reach up nearly all the way past Mayor Mare’s ribs. She didn't know how such a deep penetration was even possible, but again, that didn't matter.

Celestia stirred and Mayor Mare quickly withdrew her head, searching the alicorn’s eyes for a hint of her desires. A strange, formerly hidden intensity seemed to burn within and the alicorn’s usually calm eyes belied an intensity the former mayor had not seen yet.

She couldn't help but shiver at the sight; Celestia had finally allowed herself succumb to her lust and something told the mare that she would love every second of what happened next. The usually talkative mare grit her teeth and pulled out suddenly, dragging her massive cock out of the mare so fast that she hardly had time to whimper before she felt the alicorn’s head slip free from her clutching depths with an audible pop.

Her asshole was left gaping, her ruined hole trying to close but unable to due to the sheer amount of abuse Celestia’s titanic cock had wrought. Mayor Mare opened her mouth to speak, desperate to ask why the princess had stopped so suddenly, but the alicorn threw her hips forward and, with perfect precision, managed to penetrate Mayor Mare’s aching, wet cunt with a single thrust.

The second she felt her goddess’ head slip inside and surge deep into her body, Mayor Mare felt another orgasm coming on, but she refused to be rendered a quivering mess so soon. She pushed herself down hard, using what little wiggle room she had to desperately push more of the alicorn’s massive endowment into her now utterly destroyed hole.

She couldn't hold on for long, though, and the instant she felt Celestia’s medial ring slip inside her, she lost it. Her cunt tried to clamp down on the marecock inside her, but her hole was too loose to offer more than a small squeeze. The alicorn’s cock was now thoroughly coated in mare cum and Mayor Mare’s hole was lubricated as much as physically possible.

Coupled with just how thoroughly wrecked her cunt had been from the beasts, the guards and the births meant that even the titanic Celestia hilted the mare in seconds. Her cock simply bashed through the weak barrier her womb gave and slipped inside. Celestia’s heavy balls smacked into Mayor Mare’s ass audibly and she could feel every last throbbing inch of the alicorn’s cock nestled inside her cunt, making her orgasm rocket into new heights of pleasure that even being fucked with three enormous stallion cocks had not reached.

With her length now firmly inside the bound mare, Celestia seemed to relax and let out a low sigh of relief, even chuckling at the odd faces Mayor Mare made as she came.

“Did you enjoy that, my pet?” She asked with a smirk.

Mayor Mare was not capable of speech, so she simply nodded weakly.

“Really? I didn't think you would even notice with such a sloppy loose cunt like yours.” Celestia chidded, wiggling her hips slightly and shifting her length around inside Mayor Mare’s pussy, stirring her up.

“You feel so good... please, fuck me and give me your cum.” Mayor Mare whispered.

Celestia smirked and ran a hoof down the massive bulge that her cock made in the mare’s midsection. “I don't even know if I can. You’re so loose I can hardly feel it.”

Mayor Mare whimpered pathetically, shutting her eyes and focusing her attention on her pussy and trying to squeeze down on the turgid length. Celestia could feel the mare’s feeble attempts to grip her cock, but she was simply too loose for it to be even noticeable. The alicorn tsked and ran a hoof through Mayor Mare’s mane.

“Even when I give you what you desire most you still cannot pleasure me.” She smirked. “Pathetic.”

“No! I can do it! Just give me a second.” She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, trying desperately to make her loose cunt to tighten up and give her princess the pleasure she so deserved.

Celestia wiggled her hips in long, slow motions making her cock stretch and distort the mare’s cunt and completely negating any chance she could adapt. After a few frustrating seconds the mare slumped in defeat, a tear rolling down her face.

“I can't do it. I’m so sorry Celestia. I-I…”

“Shh, settle down, little mare. It’s okay.” The alicorn wiped away her tears.

“B-but I couldn't…”

Celestia’s smirk drooped a little; the mare was obviously quite distressed by what she saw as failure. “How about this - I can give you a chance to redeem yourself. It's going to be tough, but if you can succeed, I will give you my seed.”

Instantly, her eyes lit up. “R-really? You mean it?”

Celestia couldn't help but smile. “Yes, but we are going to need a new position first. Something a little more comfortable.”

Mayor Mare nodded, watching as Celestia undid her bindings and let her fall slack on the table, only to be caught by the massive length still inside her. The mare’s limbs instantly wrapped around Celestia’s barrel and she buried her face in the alicorn’s fur, breathing in her potent scent.

The alicorn couldn't help but grin; there was something almost innocent about the bound mare now, something she didn't have before. Regardless, she promised the mare a chance to earn a belly full of alicorn cum and she couldn't back out now even if she wanted to. She wanted this almost as badly as the hybrid needed her womb filled with life.

Celestia couldn't bring herself to pull the mare from her cock; the way she snuggled against her barrel, breathing in her scent while gyrating her hips was equal parts adorable and sexy. Instead, she placed a hoof against the mare’s back, holding her in place while she dismounted from the table. The alicorn tried to ignore the pleasurable sensation of the mare’s fat milky teats pressing against her, leaking a thin line of milk and matting her fur.

She walked around to the other side of the table, the now unbound mare not even flinching and even managing to work herself up and down Celestia’s shaft a few inches on every step. With a flash of her horn, a small mountain of pillows spilled out over the tiled floor, creating a more comfortable spot for the pair.

With a spring in her step, the alicorn launched into the air and, with a twist of her wings, spun around in mid-air, then she gracefully extended her wings and floated down into the pile of pillows. Mayor Mare held on tight all the while, desperate to not lose her place as Celestia’s cock sock. Celestia extended her legs and sighed, squirming slightly to get into a more comfortable position on her back with her toy still firmly latched to her belly, rather confused how she was now on top.

Mayor Mare blinked and looked around, only now realizing that she no longer needed to cling so tightly to her goddess’ body for fear of falling off. Celestia noticed her surprise and smirked, running a hoof down the mare’s face. “Surprised I'm this graceful?”

“N-no! Of course not! It’s just... I never thought you’d let me…” She looked down, gesturing to their position. “Like this.”

Celestia shrugged. “This is your chance to prove yourself. If you do well, maybe I’ll use that silly pair of portal panties Luna gave me and keep you as my personal cock warmer.”

Mayor Mare’s eyes twinkled and her cunt squeezed down on the cock still resting inside her. “Really? You mean it?”

“Tick tock, little mare.” Celestia said with her trademark smirk.

Said little mare gasped and instantly got to work, jumping to her hooves and pulling herself up and down Celestia’s length. At first it was slow, the mare reluctant to pull back more than a few inches, her desperate desire to be filled impeding her abilities. When Celestia didn't up and disappear in the first few seconds, though, she pushed past her reluctance - she had been given a chance, one she swore she would not waste.

The sheer logistics of the alicorn’s cock made things difficult and would require more finesse than the former earth pony thought she was capable of, but that wouldn't stop her. She shifted her hooves, setting them wide apart and allowing her more space to pull forward suddenly, heaving herself up the massive cock before throwing her weight back and plunging nearly all the way to the base.

The effect was immediate and Celestia let slip the smallest of moans as a reward for the mare’s actions, an act the broodmare found immense pleasure in, eliciting a tiny squeal of joy. She didn't forget what she was doing, though, and quickly dragged herself back up the princess’ monstrous cock. Back and forth, over and over, the mare brutally fucked herself on the alicorn’s impressive endowment.

Celestia seemed tense at first, but as time went on, she relaxed and even ran a hoof down the mare’s side, even stopping her long enough to sneak in a quick kiss. It was small, short, and lasted only a second, but the mare felt oddly invigorated by the kiss despite how chaste it was. Her limbs that had grown oddly heavy felt rejuvenated and she threw herself into the act with renewed vigor.

The implacable alicorn even dropped her seemingly perpetual smirk and let her head fall back and her eyes close, simply enjoying the sensation of the mare riding her cock. She wasn't as tight as she would have liked, but it was still immensely pleasurable and the bound mare seemed to catch on to more and more of the alicorn’s turn ons as time went on.

When their hips met, the mare strayed there for a moment, squishing her milky teats against Celestia’s far less endowed pair. The alicorn’s face gave no hint of her enjoyment, but the way her cock twitched ever so slightly was all the acknowledgement the mare needed to make sure she did that every single time. The mare herself even relaxed over time; the odd position of being on top felt bizarrely wrong to her. She wasn't meant to be in control, especially when with a literal goddess.

As time passed, an odd memory popped up - one of her old assistant, Svengallop. She remembered how she was getting a massage one time and had made the odd stallion fuck her in the ass. Not a particularly memorable experience; the stallion felt disgusted by the act and Mayor Mare revealed in the feeling of control. Even though he was on top, he was never anything more than a toy... which was exactly what she was now; a toy, a slave to be used and abused as her goddess deemed fit.

When she truly realized just how little control she had and how utterly Celestia controlled her even when the mare was on top, the final wall fell and she came hard. Some small part of herself had been holding back, not allowing her to truly enjoy herself due her misconception that she was in charge. With such a perfect, and utterly dominating mare like Celestia, though… She was never in charge.

Something still worried her, though - it was small, selfish, and she didn't want to think about it, but the thought remained regardless: what if Celestia abandoned her after this? What if this was her first and only taste of her perfect cock? The thought plagued her worse than she cared to admit, even to herself. She was well and truly addicted already, craving it intensely. The thought of going with it it for the rest of her life…

A shiver of terror ran down her spine and she stopped mid movement, drawing the eye of her goddess. She lowered her head submissively and quickly got back to work; her movements were too quick, and lacked the grace they usually had.

“Is something the matter? I was rather enjoying this sloppy cunt of yours.” Celestia said with a chuckle.

The mare gulped. “No, my goddess.”

Celestia watched the mare continue to shift up and down Celestia’s cock, but her heart clearly wasn't in it anymore. Finally, the alicorn rolled her eyes and grabbed the mare at the peak of her thrust, pulling her close. “Tell me what is on your mind, little cumdump.”

Mayor Mare sighed and looked away. “It is a selfish, worthless thought, but I was just hoping that you would…” She winced. “Use me more. I mean, after this, anyway.”

The slow, oddly deep chuckle of the alicorn drew the mare’s eyes up towards Celestia’s grinning face. “How about I put forth a challenge. If you can succeed then I will create a portal directly to your cunt so I can use you as my cock sock whenever I want. If you fail, though, I will not return to use your worthless cunt for an entire year.”

The mare gasped, her mind turning a thousand miles an hour as she realized the weight of such a challenge. She couldn't give up yet though, right? The potential rewards were… tantalizing. “W-what would you have me do?”

“I’ll give you one minute to get me off.” Mayor Mare scratched her chin, unsure if she wanted to accept such a bargain. The princess had remained relatively unmoved during the last several minutes and- “fifty nine, fifty eight.”

All such thought fled from her mind and the mare flew back, impaling herself once more on the alicorn’s endowment, the flared head of the alicorn’s cock distending the mare’s belly from base all the way up to just under her ribs. All her focus was on her cunt and her inner muscles went into overdrive in an attempt to squeeze the delicious cum from the alicorn. Though still battered from the recent births and Celestia’s unnatural size, she managed to squeeze down a little on the massive invader.

She didn't end there, though, and she focused on her teats as she rode the alicorn, willing them to grow and fill with milk at a faster rate. Within a few seconds the mare’s teats ballooned to their former size and, the next time their hips connected with a wet slap, her lactating tits squirted a small stream of milk, soaking the alicorn’s coat.

The effect was immediate; the alicorn’s cock twitched, her balls seemed to churn with fresh seed and even the alicorn’s face had the smallest hint of a smile on it. All of that meant her choice was a resounding success. She wouldn't, no, couldn't stop there and, as she rode the mare, she sped up more and more. Sounds of her wet, loose cunt slamming into Celestia’s hips were barely audible over her loud, passionate moans. She didn't hesitate to let the world know just how much she loved the feeling of the alicorn inside her.

Mayor Mare knew the alicorn enjoyed that, but it still wasn't enough to assure the hybrid that she would win this little challenge and, with only thirty seconds left, she desperately searched her mind for what more she could do. It was a difficult task, though, as the alicorn never really let on as to what she enjoyed. The mare had to rely on an errant twitch here or a tensing of a muscle group there.

“My goddess, please fuck this worthless hole of mine! Let me feel your power, I beg of you!” She begged, all while she made the biggest, saddest puppy dog eyes. The alicorn stopped counting down and seemed to think about it. Mayor Mare brought a hoof up to her chin and ran it down her body, all while she continued to ride the alicorn. “Oh please, my goddess, my slutty pussy yearns to taste the punishment it deserves.”

The alicorn’s nostrils flared and she couldn't help but smile. “So be it, little mare. Don't say I didn't warn you.”

Before the slave had a chance to even think about what the alicorn’s cryptic words might mean, her backwards thrust was met with what felt like a charging bull. Celestia’s back hooves were spread wide and she had thrusted her hips up with such tremendous force that Mayor Mare’s teats erupted in a spray of milk.

Somehow, the mare had remained standing, even as the alicorn’s hips flew back and then slammed into her once again. She winced from the pain, but it was a small, petty thing in the face of just how much pleasure the brutal fucking dished out. By the third thrust she managed to adapt to the sudden roughness and even pushed back slightly. The fifth thrust didn't feel as hard as the first and Mayor Mare could feel her ass begin tingle and grow, adding more padding for the mare’s thrusts.

Soon enough Mayor Mare was able to muster the strength to push back, meeting their hips halfway and drawing a surprising moan of pleasure from the alicorn. She knew what must be done and she threw herself literally and figuratively into the act, throwing her weight back against the mare’s thrusts with all the strength she had.

Their movements were sloppy, irregular, but that changed quickly, a strange harmony arising from the frantic, powerful thrusts. Mayor Mare could hear the alicorn’s breathy moans between the seconds she counted down. “Thirteen, twelve, eleven-”

Panic flashed through the mare’s mind and, for a split second, she allowed thoughts of defeat to fill her head. She pushed them out quickly, just in time to throw her weight back, not missing a beat. The mare had drawn close to orgasming yet again but she held back for a moment, fearful that it would make her concentration flicker. With only a few seconds left, she looked up to Celestia, hoping against hope to see some sign that she had been doing well.

The alicorn’s face was impassive as ever and, with only two seconds left, Mayor Mare feared the worse, until the alicorn sighed suddenly and a look of utter pleasure crossed her features. She stopped counting down and her body relaxed after thrusting one last time. With her cock now buried into the deepest reaches of Mayor Mare’s womb, Celestia’s cock twitched once and erupted with an explosive burst of cum.

The hybrid’s eyes grew wide, shocked by the sudden orgasm that not even she saw coming. She hadn't even felt Celestia’s cock flare inside her - her bruised and battered hole too stretched to even sense the sudden shift. By the time the mare was aware of what was happening, her belly had already begun to distend, hiding even Celestia’s massive flare in seconds.

She couldn't help it; she came, hard. She could hear herself screaming Celestia’s name in ecstasy, but she wasn't even conscious of the action. By the third jet of cum, her belly grew large enough to press against’s Celestia’s milk-covered fur, pressing against the alicorn’s muscled stomach. Somehow, Mayor Mare had the presence of mind to stay standing as her powerful orgasm washed over, her but it was difficult even for her.

Darkness pressed in from the edges of her vision and, for a split second, she felt nothing, only to wake with a start. It had felt like seconds, but clearly it had been much longer that she had been out as her womb was so packed full of cum that not even her adaptability and recent births could help her in that regard. Celestia’s cum was also different - where the other animals and stallions’ cum seeped out of her and was more watery, the alicorn’s was thick, heavy, and more of a cream than what she imagined cum would be.

Even with being packed so completely, she felt very little dripping out of her and she was both amazed and relieved to feel that she had managed to keep almost every drop inside her hungry womb. It was at that moment that she realized Celestia was looking her in the eye with an odd expression. “You in there, little slut?”

Mayor Mare squeaked in surprise. “Er, yes?”

The alicorn chuckled, her cock still spasming weakly and adding a few more hefty loads of cum to her already full womb. “Good. Thought you overdosed on lust again, but it seems like your body has gotten used to that.”

The mare nodded weakly, looking down at her frankly enormous stomach. If she was standing on her own hooves, her belly would have probably fallen all the way to her knees and would have made walking very difficult. The sight of such a potent load filling and completing her was the single greatest sensation the mare had ever felt and she was dimly aware that she was orgasming yet again. Though the feeling was strangely distant, as if her mind had become so overwhelmed with pleasure that it was hard to even process anymore.

“Did- I...Did I win?” She whispered, unable to tear her eyes away from the size of her stomach.

Celestia smiled faintly. “Yes, you did. In fact, you did so well I’m promoting you to royal cock sock.” The alicorn beneath her took on a bizarrely regal expression. “Congratulations, little slut. You hold a title that hasn't been used in over three hundred years.”

“Yay.” Mayor Mare muttered, exhaustion quickly sapping the last of her strength and making her legs begin to wobble.

“Every night I will use you as my personal cock warmer and every day you will give birth to a new litter of my children.”

“Thash nishe.” The broodmare slurred, stumbling slightly to the right.

Celestia giggled, and with a flash of light she was gone, allowing the broodmare to fall into the mound of pillows, instantly falling asleep. Despite the fact that she had fallen straight down onto her belly, not a single drop of cum slipped from the mare’s cunt. The alicorn’s cum was too dense and the seal it had on her womb too strong.

Standing above the now-slumbering mare, Celestia smiled widely, without a hint of malice, or ill intention. She gently turned the mare to her side and propped more pillows under her before kissing her on the nose. “Good night my pet, sweet dreams.”

Author's Note

Just Desserts

Mayor Mare positively vibrated in her bindings, the tight leather outfit covered nearly everything. She couldn't see, she could hardly hear, and nearly every inch of her fur was covered save for her teats and a wide expanse around her holes and belly, for obvious reasons. Though she was initially disappointed they covered her mouth entirely, something about being bound so completely made her feel aroused.

Not much had changed for the ex mayor after a hundred years serving as Celestia’s toy and broodmare. She lay bound like she usually did in some featureless white void under what she assumed was Canterlot Castle. An endless parade of cocks, births, and nameless males had taken their turn with her and she had pleasured every single last one of them to the absolute best of her abilities, faithfully devoting herself to their service as if they were Celestia herself.

An act of loyalty her god rewarded.

She had birthed enough foals to start a small army, enough monsters to repopulate the Everfree and a small contingent of creatures she had didn't even know the name of. She had been impregnated by many different sires at once and even contained a squirming mass of twenty seven young at one time. Truly she had fallen into her new role with an enthusiasm the princess had never seen before.

You would think that, after a hundred years of near constant sex, things would grow dull, but her adaptable body seemed to revel in each new depravity with virginal enthusiasm. No matter how many times Celestia squeezed her perfect cock into the mare’s body, Mayor Mare came the moment it was inserted.

Her body had not grown old, and after she got used to her new form she never truly tired, going from one cock to the next and simply burning love to stay standing. Love or lust worked wonderfully for this purpose and Mayor Mare had made a game of it this past decade - staying up day and night, always ready to service a new cock or witness the birth of her newest litter.

She had been bound in leather and bolted to an iron horse, making it impossible to not spread her legs while giving anyone access to either of her holes. Not like this was necessary, mind you - she hadn't put up a fight since the day she first woke up here, but Celestia seemed to enjoy it and the bound mare had come to love the feeling of surrender that came with the heavy bondage.

It had been over an hour since someone had come to speak to her and they had only briefly mentioned the fact that Celestia would be arriving with a guest. Mayor Mare couldn't ask who it was... not like she would anyway, as that didn't matter. She couldn't help but be a little curious, though.

She had only ever entertained foreign dignitaries a few times and, though the experience had been pleasurable for all parties, she always felt nervous when it happened. Judging from the odd mix of emotions coming from the pony that had come to tell her the news, she knew right away it was some foreign individual of great import. She couldn't really explain how she knew, but after all these years her senses had been honed to a razor point and she knew instinctively what the pony had left unsaid.

She also knew that whoever or whatever this foreign male was going to be, they were large. Her legs had been spread far warder than usual and the space around her holes had been cut exceptionally wide. In addition to that, the space around her belly that was left bare was huge, as if they expected her womb to be filled to enormous proportions. All of that led the mare to her current predicament.

She was ecstatic at the surprise, but there was a deep hunger gnawing in her belly. She craved what she knew was coming and the possibility of servicing someone new was beyond arousing. She was thrilled by the potential despite the lack of stimulus, her senses pushed as far as they could go, desperate for any hint of change in her environment.

Her nose twitched and she breathed in deeply, inhaling a deep lungful of a strange, almost spicy scent. Whowever this was, they were powerful and not from around here - she could smell the scent of foreign soil on him, but she couldn't place from where, which was surprising as she could usually tell where a pony was from based solely on a single sniff.

Next came the potent cocktail of emotions from right in front of her. Instantly she recognized the absolute calm of Celestia, marred slightly by her assistant’s nervous apprehension. Beside them was not the usual confusion tinged excitement that Mayor Mare had come to expect from the new individuals who came to meet her. No, this individual was nearly as calm as Celestia and had almost the confidence to match her.

The electric door slid silently into the wall, only the near silent swish of its departure alerting the mare to her visitor’s arrival. Mayor Mare blinked beneath her blindfold, confused. The deep thudding footsteps of the visitor were not merely a trick like she had first thought, and indeed, even now she could feel the thump of her visitor’s thick feet hitting the ground.

From the vibrations alone she knew the visitor lacked hooves, his steps had the slapping sound of non hooved feet but they were far heavier steps than what she had felt before. The sound of Celestia snickering drew a smile to the mare’s face and she already knew what her goddess was about to say, as she had used the same line many times before on her new visitors.

“Love at first sight, isn't it?” She quipped.

The visitor chuckled in return, not put off in the slightest by the image of the bound mare. “I wouldn't go that far, but you certainly have me intrigued, Tia.”

The voice was deep, far deeper than most other visitors and it belied a confidence that Mayor Mare could taste. She had a pretty good idea of what kind of creature this new visitor was and referring to Celestia as Tia was another solid clue.

This visitor didn't waste time, however, and he strut around the mare, looking her up and down with a critical eye. Mayor Mare tried her best to look appealing but she could hardly move, which made the act of looking attractive a little difficult. Even then, she could feel the soft bloom of arousal coming from the visitor, tinged by an undercurrent of potent lust and… frustration? Guilt? She wasn't sure.

“And you’re sure she can take me and carry my young?” The visitor asked, his confidence wavering.

Mayor Mare could all but hear Celestia’s eyes roll. “Yes, I have told you a hundred times, she can bear the child of any creature native to Equestria, and a few that aren't.”

The visitor snorted. “I know, but to think a mere pony, even a hybrid, could contain an entire clutch of my children is… odd.”

He continued circling her, his unease beginning to wane as well as his uncertainty. Celestia stopped him suddenly and spoke in an odd, almost concerned tone of voice. “She can handle a lot, but don't cut loose too much. She has proven valuable over the decades.”

The beast seemed to stop and waver for a moment. “Is that reluctance I smell?”

Celestia took a step back. “No, she is a worthy tool that I would hate to see broken.”

There was a long silence that was finally broken by the visitor chuckling and turning away. “If you say so, Celestia.”

The alicorn breathed in a little deeper, the way she did when she was annoyed but refused to let anyone know just how pissed she truly was. “Let the staff know when you are done with my pet. I have more important matters to attend to.”

Then, in a flash, the alicorn was gone, leaving the bound mare in the room with her visitor and the aide. The male chuckled darkly and prodded the mare’s side. “Anything I should know before mating with this one?”

The aide shook her head vigorously. “N-no. Mother is a very kind and generous lover. Now if you will excuse me.” The aide scampered off before the visitor could respond, leaving behind a trail of embarrassment.

The large visitor shook his head. “Mother? Such odd ponies down here, and the tone of her voice seemed to imply…” a brief shudder ran through him.

He turned towards the bound mare once more and she immediately perked up, knowing instinctively without even the use of her eyes that he was staring down at her. Celestia’s odd outpouring of love aside, she had a visitor to entertain. And though a part of her was still celebrating the small bit of pleasure she felt from the attention of her goddess, she stuffed it down for now. She had work to do and a new brood to eventually birth.

The visitor seemed to feel the same and he quickly rounded the mare one last time, stopping behind her and sniffing her dripping entrance. The faint tingling she had been feeling for a while ballooned to encompass pretty much the entire space between her legs and up to her midsection. Clearly this visitor was larger than most and her body was rushing to adapt in time.

It was not fast enough, however, and the visitor suddenly lurched up onto his hind legs and fell down on top of the bound mare’s prone form, utterly smothering her. He wasn't the largest creature she had ever mated with, but he was easily the largest where it mattered, and in that regard he was truly an impressive specimen.

His endowment was resting along the mare’s back, lying between her large, perfectly round pair of soft cheeks. He was easily as large as Celestia, if not larger, but where the alicorn was impressively wide and had a fat, flared head, this visitor had a knot the size of which would stretch her cunt to even its impressive limit. Stranger still, though, was the fact that she felt something else - though he had settled his weight over her, he held a little further up than males usually did.

Which may not sound like something worth being curious about, but the mare had been bedded thousands of times and every small and subtle movement from her would be lover was known to her, and something about this one led her to believe that he had a surprise in store for her. The visitor settled in nicely, finding that he was just large enough to comfortably drape his entire body over Mayor Mare’s with room to spare.

He wasted no time in his movement and, after finding a comfortable spot, he immediately shifted his hips back, his deceptively heavy cock dragging down the mare’s back and down between her ass cheeks, drawing a shiver of anticipation from the mare who pushed her ass up, angling her holes for a more easy access. This in turn seemed to speed up the visitor’s pace, a small bit of reluctance seeming to blow out of him. Perhaps he had been worried if it was consensual or if his partner was going to move; whatever the reason, he had gotten over it quickly and, with a surprising dexterity, he suddenly drove his hips forward.

Her shocked gasp of surprise was muffled to little more than a strange eep and she quickly realized what the visitor’s surprise had been. Where she had expected to feel the sudden jab of a single cock, she felt the dual press of two insistent dicks. Her experience proved its benefit once more, though, and she was somehow able to angle herself in such a way that both heads slipped inside her with only a single moment of delay.

Despite the surprise, his twin lengths quickly sunk into the mare through a combination of the excessive amount of feminine juices that served as lube and a brutal and uncaring pace set by her visitor. She couldn't fault him, however, and rather than be put off by his insistence, she saw it as a challenge and, even as her first orgasm came rocketing to the forefront of her mind, she still focused on him and the continued tingling inside herself.

A sudden thrust and several more increasingly difficult inches slipped inside her, his dual lengths were growing much wider the deeper he went, and even her expert body strained to contain it all without tearing under the pressure of it all. Somehow, she was able to adapt and she grit her teeth in concentration. It was slight, but she was able to stretch her cavernous cunt more and more, though it felt more like running in front of a train than the usual slow adaptation that she usually underwent.

His pace was manic, as if he was being timed or something. Mayor Mare pushed those thoughts from her head; she needed every drop of concentration on willing her body to shift faster, wider and wider still. To fail here was not only to bring pain on herself, but to bring shame on her goddess. Celestia had entrusted his pleasure onto her and she would not leave him wanting, no matter what.

Even her grunting visitor was surprised when her hips abruptly pushed back against his own, allowing a few more inches of his cocks to press inside her. He was deep now, nearly to her womb and, from the thickness of his cocks, she still had a long way to go. But she was confident, cocky even, and she knew she could take every last inch. After all, if Celestia trusted her to bear him a brood then she surely could, right?

The visitor didn't hesitate for long, however, and his brutal pace quickly resumed. Even with Mayor Mare’s confidence and the visitor’s strength, they were quickly reaching a wall that refused to move despite the mare’s insistence. She had steadily grown tighter the deeper he had gotten and, despite the fact that she knew her body could take the abuse, she was just too tight to make it pleasurable for her newest mate.

The male stopped and pulled back slightly, grunting in pain. He snorted a hot burst of air across the back of the mare’s neck and she couldn't help but feel like she had failed despite the sheer physical impossibility of what she was trying to do. She desperately wanted to see her belly right now; her astute senses told her that she had been stretched well beyond what she had experienced in decades and her belly was no doubt distended by the massive size of the visitor’s cocks, a sight she wished she could see.

She had always felt a certain pride at the sight of her horribly distended belly that could barely contain her lover’s endowment. She couldn't revel in that pride, though, his insistence that was at first childish had taken on a more sinister edge, and the mare was suddenly aware of a small ember of anger burning within her mate. The hot breath across the back of her neck could have easily been a fire so powerful that she could have been made into nothing more than ash in a moment’s notice. The weight on her back that she had enjoyed could easily crush her and the razor sharp claws that were just beyond her reach could rend her asunder in an instant.

She gulped, suddenly aware of just how mortal she truly was. Sure, she was filled to the brim with love, but what could she really do in the position she found herself? With a new sense of urgency filling her, she threw herself into the motions, pouring love into her adaptability and praying it could catch up before he lost patience with her.

The visitor had grown urgent, pulling out and ramming himself back in every few seconds, trying to batter down the wall with brute force. With every powerful thrust, the mare couldn't help but wince - his size was beyond anything she had encountered in her lengthy career and this was proving to be a challenge she may not be able to top.

With their combined efforts, they managed to squeeze a few more desperate inches into her, but she could tell that such a strategy wouldn't last long against such a monster. He was just too large and even her with almost perfect record she knew this night would end with a distinct feeling of failure. She didn't let that get her down, though; despite his size and her body’s inability to take the entirety of him, she could still get him off and fulfill her purpose.

So she moved away from her desperate attempts to fit more of him into her now thoroughly wrecked cunt and instead redoubled her efforts on milking his cock with everything she had. Strategies and methods cultivated by a hundred years of practice were suddenly employed, leaving her lover shocked, his body suddenly stock still.

Her pussy squeezed down on him, alternating from base to tip and vice versa, all while she rocked herself back and forward. Smaller, more subtle methods such as moaning whorishly around her gag and rubbing her beautiful ass against his soft underbelly were also employed. She even began to use the changeling aspect of herself to its full use, throwing off a potent mix of pheromones designed to put a heat in any male or even female creature’s loins.

The pheromones did their trick in seconds and her mate began to buck his hips wildly, lacking any clear rhythm or even a poor attempt at one. Passion drove his body, making it difficult for anyone to match him, but she was more than capable of rising to such a challenge and her carefully honed body sensed his wild passion and pushed back against him. His erratic thrusts were somehow being met with perfectly measured responses from the mare, and their hips met with a rhythm that belied their intense lust.

His cock battered through her womb, a small jet of hot pre allowing his member to slip through unopposed. Gone was the semi-composed visitor that she had met early, her finely tuned pheromones reducing him to a growling animal, devoid of thoughts. The knowledge of his state should have made her fearful - he was working on instinct now, not planning, and this side of him would no doubt feel no guilt in butchering her. She was not fearful, however; quite the opposite.

She knew that such an animal was easy to control; she had mated with hundreds of animals over the years and knew instinctively how to curb their aggression and guide it to a more pleasurable direction. Minutes passed and his bestial lust continued unabated, even as his cock slammed into the opposite side of her womb he still thrusted with the same power and ruthlessness that he had from the first moment she had hit him with her pheromones… though she could tell he was beginning to slow.

Her body was simply too small for what he desired and his knot banged into the entrance of her pussy insistently. She knew right then and there that taking its bulk would be impossible and, rather than push herself too far, she doubled down on her techniques. Rewards were just around the corner for the bound mare and her talent was more than enough to make even the bestial visitor to moan aloud.

She could sense his release and felt his cocks begin to twitch erraticly, adding to the already overwhelming sensations assaulting her cunt and driving her to another orgasm. Her pleasure was merely an afterthought, though, and hardly paid it any attention at all. He was all that mattered; his cock, his cum and the promise of being impregnated yet again. It was her reason to exist and it consumed her.

It didn't take long for the visitor to slow even more, his frantic state beginning to ebb as his orgasm came closer. Out of nowhere, Mayor Mare felt her mate’s balls clench and potent seed begin to erupt into the depths of her womb. The visitor’s sperm was hot and sludge-like, filling her slower than most of her guests, though it did so more completely.

She had hardly even heard his roar of victory, so focused was she on milking him for all her worth. It was the moment of truth and it all came down to this. She needed every last drop he had to give and, though she knew even a dollop of cum could knock her up with a whole belly full of children, that wasn't enough for the slutty mare. She needed to be filled, to take every last drop he had to give and empty the enormous balls she had felt touch her hind legs.

However, even that goal seemed outside of her reach and she quickly felt her womb becoming fuller by the second. This in itself wouldn't be overly concerning, but from the way his body twitched and his cocks moved, she knew he was only just starting and her womb had already become packed full of the strange, thick seed.

Her belly grew until she felt real pain for the first time in years. Again her body failed her - she couldn't accept his unearthly load and she whimpered patheticly. Failure after failure began to weigh her down and, for a second, she thought this might be a fitting end for her career. But the universe seemed to have something else in mind for the broodmare and, when her womb grew so packed that the pain had grown unbearable, cum began to slip past the twin members resting inside her and out of her abused hole.

Hot sperm dripped from her well-used cunt and the visitor’s semen pooled beneath her legs, gathering in a steadily growing puddle. She hoped Celestia wouldn't be too disappointed in her - the last time she had gone without the alicorn’s cock for nearly a year had been the worst time of her life, second only to the pathetic, worthless existence she had been in before Celestia had taken her and changed her body.

No matter how dark things might seem, they had nothing on those decades that were devoid of Celestia’s love. The void took her suddenly and, for the first time in a long while, the mare slept soundly, her hooves instinctively reaching down and cradling her massive, cum-filled belly.

Celestia looked down on the mare with a gentle smile on her lips. She had just deposited her toy on her small bed, something the mare had insisted on even after Celestia had offered her something nicer. The alicorn reached down and wiped a few stray hairs from her face before taking a step back and wiping the giddy expression from her face.

She did that just in time for a now very exhausted dragon to lumber in, and an air of utter satisfaction to blow in with him. The drake sighed and smiled goofily at the mare. “Thanks, by the way. It’s been far too long since I found a mare capable of taking as much as she did. If you ever need anything, just let me know.”

The alicorn smiled faintly and turned towards the green and purple dragon. “There is no need for such an offer, but it’s appreciated just as well. I know you had been feeling down recently and just happened to know someone who might be able to help.”

The dragon’s smile drooped. “Ever since Sweetie and Rarity…” he gulped. “I just never thought there would be another mare for me.”

The alicorn fixed him with a surprisingly stern glare. “She is not yours, young Spike. I know you’re getting into your hoarding years, but-”

The dragon backed up defensively, raising his hands in submission. “Alright, alright! Jeeze, Celestia. When did you get so protective?”

Her subtle smirk quickly spread across her lips. “Ponies change, my friend. Even me.”

Author's Note

Secret Update: A Changing Self

Svengallop stumbled out of the town hall, her pants uncomfortably tight and her legs shaking with every step. The last few hours of her day had made her aware of a whole new world of pleasure, as her master had forced her over her desk several more times over the day. Her lust was insatiable and by the end of it Svengallop’s hole had been fucked so brutally it no longer closed properly and his stomach bulged with the changeling’s seed. So frequently was her hole fucked and filled that she had to use an extra large butt plug just to keep it all inside her.

She certainly wasn't complaining about the stretching caused by her toy. It was a delicious reminder of her place.

Most of her suit had to have been abandoned due to the massive size of her stomach which was now large enough to make it look like she had swallowed a beach ball. How her body had managed to hold the gallons of changeling spunk was beyond her, all that she cared about was the pleasant warmth that radiated from deep inside her. Even if walking like this was awkward and time consuming and the looks she garnered made her uncomfortable.

Still, even with all that, adding a few minutes to her walk home and making him the target of many strange stares it was well worth it. Her master had been so pleased with her ability to take every last drop that she had even gotten around to shrinking his package a few inches. It wasn't much as he used to be rather large but at least not she felt closer to her true self.

As she walked home she couldn't help but bring that same image to mind, it was simply too intoxicating to not think of. In the image she had lost all aspect of her formerly male self. Her hair was long, curly and hung nearly to her knees. Her hooves were immaculately kept, makeup adorned her face, and her tail was done into a tight bun, allowing her master easy access to her pussy. Most important of all, the image also lacked the one thing all males shared, a cock.

Not like it was completely gone mind you, rather it was so small, and rendered so important that it was hardly noticeable. Even her balls had become so small that they were only the size of marbles. Contrast that to the very present feeling of her balls pressing against her stomach and Sven could already feel a wave of disgust begin to build inside her.

She detested her maleness, how it clung to her and how she couldn't get rid of it. Maybe tomorrow when she spoke to her master she could beg, and plead for her to have it shrunk more. She sighed, pushing those thoughts and the image of her true self from her mind. She didn't need more distractions in her day, she had a lot left to do after all and not much time to do it.

First she walked home, slipping into her small, comfortable apartment before undressing and making her way over to the bathroom. Though she hated to get rid of the gift her master had given her, she knew it wasn't healthy to keep a belly full of cum for this long. And so, with great reluctance she pulled out the plug and emptied herself of the seemingly endless gallons of cum that had filled her guts.

With that done she cleaned herself up, rinsed out her tub and donned a new suit.

As she looked in the mirror she sighed, turning left and right as she searched for something amis and yet despite finding nothing the feeling lingered. Her suit was perfect, her pants tight in all the right places while still being comfortable, and yet she still felt… off.

She did another slow spin in the mirror only to come up empty hooved. “What is wrong with me?” She muttered to the empty room.

You’re going to buy several dresses, skirts and other feminine clothes after work today and you’re going to wear them from now on. Understood, slut?

Svengallop gulped, the words of her master having come unbidden to her mind.

She looked down at her suit one last time, realization suddenly popping into her mind.

This isn't what a mare should wear, and Sven was just that, a mare.

As quick as she possibly could, the earth pony shed the suit entirely and tossed it across the room. Now nude and breathing heavily, the mare looked back at the mirror and smiled faintly. Her form wasn't fitting that of a true mare but it looked better than when he had worn that suit, though there was one thing that made her frown the instant she saw it. Though her cock was safely hidden in it’s sheath she could still see her pronounced balls hanging proudly and ruining the image she held in her head.

With a sigh of defeat the mare left the room, grabbed a pair of saddle bags from her closet and walked out the front door. Her master had commanded her to go out and purchase clothes that fit the true her and there was no way she could resist such an order. Despite her master’s order still replaying in her mind she felt something strange rising inside her. The second her hoof touched the doorknob a tiny voice called out from the depths of her mind.

Don't go! It cried Stay in, wear the suit!

She gulped, already imaging what punishment might be awaiting her if she did not follow her master’s orders. An involuntary shiver coursed up her spine and instantly her doubt was gone, replaced by determination born of her desire to please her master.

She pushed herself out the door and down the road, striding determinedly towards the clothing store at the other end of town. Sven had never gone there herself as she had always gone to a Canterlot tailor for her suits but now things were different. A tailor wouldn't cut it for what she wanted, only a master dress maker could have any hope to bring out the mare she knew was inside herself.

Luck was on her side this time, as it seemed like there was a master seamstress here in Ponyville of all places. Although Sven hadn't seen this dressmaker’s creations up close and in pony, she had heard the dressmaker had made garments for three of the four princesses. And if they were good enough for royalty they were good enough for a worthless cum dump like Sven.

The mare shivered in delight at the thought, her hooves picking up the pace as she hurried to her destination. Her master had called her pretty and thus she would do everything in her power to be the prettiest mare in Ponyville for her.

The tiny voice screamed and raged in the back of her mind but so minute was the sound that it was easily droned out by the hustle and bustle of the busy town, becoming little more than an irritating buzz at the back of the mare’s mind as she strode confidently down the street.

When the time came to walk into the boutique, Sven held no reservations and not a single drop of doubt tainted her heart. With long confident steps she pushed her way through the door and into the shop beyond, a smile on her face.

Instantly she was met with the smiling face of the shop’s owner, who popped up from behind a display of dresses. “Hello and Welcome to Carousel Boutique where every garment is chic, unique and magnifique. Is there something I can help you find?” The mare batted her eyelashes and smiled at the stallion that had just walked in.

Svengallop’s confidence faltered for a second she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. “I was just wondering if you had um, well something that uh…” She gulped.

Rarity waved her hoof dismissively. “Suit? Pants? Dress shirt?” She offered, quite unhelpfully.

Sven shook her head. “No, I was wondering if you had some… Skirts?”

Rarity blinked, the stallion practically whispered the last word. “I’m sorry darling, what was that last part?”

Sven bit her lip, trying to push back at the sudden resistance she felt building inside her. Why couldn't she just say it? Her master had ordered her to do this after all!

“Skirts.” She muttered, wincing prematurely.

Rarity smiled. “Oh, skirts! Picking something out for a girlfriend, how romantic.” The unicorn swooned and made her way over to the rack that she had first appeared behind. “Now these here will fit most mares, but I must ask do you know her measurements, by chance?”

Sven shook his head. “They aren't for somepony else.” She hung her head. “It's for me.”

Rarity blinked, her mind going blank for a second. “Oh my! I am so sorry! I just assumed! I just remember seeing you around town in a suit and I…” She sighed. “That's no excuse. Please darling, is there anyway I can make up for my tactless suggestion?”

The earth pony slowly looked up, hope growing in her eyes. “Well, if you could help me find something that fit…”

The unicorn scoffed. “Pish posh darling! I will do more than just find you something that fits, I will find you something truly marvelous! Than, and only then will my absolutely boorish behavior be excused!”

Svengallop couldn't help but giggle at the unicorn’s antics, her voice raising a few pitches when she did. “Thank you, my name is Svengallop by the way.”

The unicorn shook the other mare’s hoof firmly, smiling widely. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Now come, we just must find your measurements before we can locate something suitably fabulous!” Rarity kept her grip on the other mare’s hoof and pulled her near the back of the boutique.

Sven merely held on for dear life, following the mare closely and giggling all the while. The feeling of being led around so forcefully brought a blush to her cheeks and a smile to her lips and soon enough she was putty in the confident mare’s hooves.

She soon found herself at the back of the mare’s shop, being analyzed carefully by the unicorn mare who seemed to be taking every measurement possible. At the end, Rarity gasped, blinking unbelievably.

“Oh my!” Rarity took a step back, glancing at the tape. “I must say, you have the most amazing figure. Even I am rather envious of your curves,” the mare winked, making Sven giggle nervously, a hoof covering her blushing cheeks.

“You absolutely must try something on from my fall line up. I will be back in just a moment.” The unicorn flashed Sven another winning smile before trotting back towards the front of the store, humming a small tune as she went.

Sven’s smile and blush slowly faded and the memories of their awkward first encounter returned to the forefront of her mind. A frown slowly crossed her face and Sven found herself wondering where her confidence had suddenly gone. She had entered the store so full of energy and determination but than it was just… gone.

Because you know this is wrong! The voice cried out.

Sven took a step back, looking around for the source of the voice. “W-whos there?” She whispered fearfully. “Rarity?”

Augh, I’m you! The real you! Listen to me, we don't have much time left you must leave this place and-

“Oh darling I found just the dress for you!” The unicorn trotted up to Sven, a huge smile on her face. “I think it will fit your figure just perfectly!”

Sven shook her head, the mention of dresses triggering something inside him and bringing his attention back to the present. “O-oh?”

Rarity trotted to the back of the shop, a tight, form fitting blue dress in her grip. “Tada! What do you think?” Rarity turned the dress to the side, allowing Svengallop to see the entire thing.

It was… girly, really, really girly. The tight form fitting main part of the dress gave way to a back end that had morphed into a puffy, dull pink lace that would only barely cover her ass. Despite the tiny voice yelling in her head, Svengallop gasped and trotted up to the mare, her eyes wide. “This. Is. Perfect!”

Rarity squealed in delight and pushed the dress towards Sven. “I just know it will fabulous on you darling, please use the dressing room over there and we will see if it needs any alterations.”

Svengallop nodded, excitement burning in her breast. This is perfect! Now I just need a few more like it for work. She stopped and facehooved. “Rarity, do you happen to have a few more that fit like this? I need several for work.”

“Oh yes of course darling, you just go try that on and I’ll gather a few others.” Without waiting for a response the peppy unicorn turned and trotted off.

Leaving Sven to giggle softly to herself while making her way over to the dressing room. This is going perfectly! She thought.

Once inside the changing room Sven turned the dress in her hooves, turning it slowly. How do I get into this thing? There didn't seem to be any zippers, buttons or any manner of way of slipping into the thing. Other than the back of course. Sven gulped, hoping she wasn't about to ruin a perfectly good dress.

The words of her master once more came unbidden to her mind. Your pretty. It was nice to remember such a simple compliment, something so plain yet so appealing in it's honesty. Sven shivered, a blush running across his cheeks as she remembered being told several times just how pretty she was.

She looked down at the dress with a gleam in her eye. And with this, she would be even more pretty.

Rarity frowned, it didn't usually take this long for somepony to put on a dress but than again she didn't get many stallions coming in wanting to try on said dress. Other than little Glitter Shell but they were something different entirely. Regardless, the struggling seemed to have stopped so she raised her hoof and knocked once more.

“Are you sure your alright in there darling?” She asked nervously.

The door suddenly opened to reveal a rather triumphant looking Svengallop who had finally managed to put the dress on. The former stallion trotted out of the room proudly, strutting past the stunned unicorn in victory.

“So, how does it look?” Sven asked nervously, trying to strike a pose like the ones she had seen in those fashion magazines she hid beneath her bed.

Rarity’s smile slowly grew to encompass her face and she did a short circle around the former stallion. “My oh my darling. That dress truly does suit you! Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!”

Svengallop giggled and did a tiny happy prance. “Oh this is perfect, I just know Mayor Mare is going to love it! How much is it?”

Rarity smirked. “For you darling? Fifty bits.”

The well dressed mare gasped. “But that's so cheap, surely you can't be serious!”

The unicorn rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. “Please accept a small discount as payment for my rather uncouth behavior earlier, it wasn't right of me to say that.”

Sven frowned but reluctantly sighed. “Fine, but I am buying those other two and I will not accept a discount on them.”

“Excellent choice, would you like me to bag these for you or all three?”

Svengallop blushed profusely. “Just those two, I don't know if I can get out of this one.”

Rarity giggled, quickly bagging the other two up and depositing the receipt in the bag. “Thank you again Svengallop, I hope to see you again soon.”

Sven smiled back. “My sentiments exactly miss Rarity.”

The former stallion grabbed his bag and turned to the door only to turn right back around. “You wouldn't happen to know somepony who is good with makeup by chance, would you?”

Rarity’s eyes lit up. “Darling you have come to the right mare. I know just the pony!”

Svengallop shrunk slightly. “Are they good with… well you know.” She gestured to her masculine facial features and sighed.

“Absolutely darling! Why don't you come back to the boutique in say… two days and you can meet them!” Rarity clapped her hooves together triumphantly. “Oh this is just perfect. I know you two will get along splendidly.”

“Thank you again Rarity, you have been a huge help.” Sven bowed slightly, drawing a giggle from the other mare.

“Oh stop, your making me blush!” The mare giggled behind her hoof. “Now go darling, go out and show the world how fabulous you are!”

Sven pulled her head up high. “I will!”

With that, the earth pony turned and strode confidently into the streets and towards her home. Inside her boutique Rarity was giggling like a filly. “Oh this is just perfect! A stallion who needs lessons on makeup and a colt looking for a friend like him.”

She squealed like a filly and did a little circle before stopping, her eyes going wide. “I must tell Glitter Shell straight away, they are going to be so excited!”

The mare quickly flipped her open sign over, locked the door and trotted out into the street, an enormous smile on her face.

Once home, Svengallop dropped the dresses in his room before strutting proudly in front of the full length mirror that was nailed to the back of her bathroom door. She couldn't help but smile at the sight she beheld, marveling at just how much a simple dress had done for her. The mare in the mirror was sleek, sexy with just the right amount of curves where it mattered and the dress accentuated it all perfectly. Truly Rarity’s dress was a work of art.

Now she just needed a slick pair of panties to fit the ensamble and it would be perfect! The mare excitedly made her way over to her dresser and pulled out the bottom most drawer, revealing a pile of stallion’s undergarments. Instantly a frown came to her face and she tossed every single pair made for a stallion into the nearby trash, leaving only three skimpy pairs of mare’s underwear in the large nearly empty drawer.

The first was by far the most simple, being little more than a solid black thong with tiny white hearts printed all over it. Sven pushed that pair to the side, it was far too tight and didn't match her dress at all. The second was closer, being a frilly, lacy pair of panties that were black and pink. But that still didn't quite match and she pushed those aside as well.

When her eyes fell upon the last pair her eyes went wide. “I forgot I kept you.” She muttered.

The last pair was absolutely perfect. They were by far the oldest pair she owned and they were a little on the stretched side, still they would do the job and the faded blue panties with purple stripes would match her dress to a T. Instantly the mare stepped into them and pulled them up, relishing the feeling of snugness that the familiar pair brought on.

Over the next couple hours as evening came and went, Svengallop wore the dress and panties with pride, trotting around the house as if Mayor Mare was around every corner. Striking poses and occasionally presenting her purt butt, imagining her master was there, smiling down on her. Eventually after she had eaten and gotten ready for bed she sighed dejected, looking down at the dress.

“Now, how do I get you off.” She muttered.

After several minutes of struggle, Svengallop managed to remove the dress without damaging it, placing it gently on the chair beside her bed, ready to be put back on the moment she woke up the next day. The former stallion couldn't help but giggle as an odd thought entered her head. She shrugged and leaned forward giving the dress a small kiss before jumping into bed.

She pulled the covers up to her chin and laid on her side, her eyes resting on the fabric sitting beside her bed. The dress glimmered in the soft moonlight and Sven couldn't help but smile at the sight. This day had truly been, perfect.

Svengallop’s sleep had been strange and more disturbed then normal, waking up randomly during the night only to fall back asleep in seconds. Her dreams were a disquiet mess of sights and sounds, and through it all she could barely understand the contents therein. One moment she was standing on a fashion runway in a shining dress, the next she was toiling in an office wearing that dreadful suit. Through it all she could hear the tiny voice crying out, yelling and screaming about something Svengallop couldn't quite hear despite the voice’s volume.

It was bizarre, and left the mare confused and tired by the time she awoke. Her eyelids were heavy, her breathing rapid and her blankets and pillows were scattered around the room, leaving her naked and cold. Svengallop groaned in annoyance, twisting herself back into a less awkward position. Slowly she pulled herself off the bed and stretched, feeling her back pop and her legs crack.

“Feels like I ran a marathon in my sleep.” She muttered.

Turning to the bathroom she quickly made her way into the shower, only pausing to discard the panties she still wore. The feeling of the water cascading down her back was a pleasant one but even it couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of wrongness that perpetuated her being. The feeling was akin to forgetting something important, but what?

She shrugged it off and continued to clean herself thoroughly, going so far as to make sure her pussy was clean and ready to be used at a moment’s notice. The thought brought a giggle to the mare’s lips and she grinned at the thought of being made to service her master again. This time when she thought of the joy of pleasuring her, it came with a surprising feeling of shame, which wiped away the smile she had on her face.

Her hoof wavered, nearly dropping the soap she held.

“What was that?”

When no answer came the mare shrugged and finished her routine, going through the motions quickly. That same feeling of forgetting something returned the moment she stepped out of the shower and Svengallop dried herself as fast as she could before putting her panties back on and stepping back into her bedroom. She instantly glanced at the clock, only for her eyes to bulge from their sockets.

“Oh no! I’m going to be late!”

Sprinting over to her dress she hoisted the clothing into the air and maneuvered her hooves through the opening only to stop. “That isn't right.” She muttered.

She could see light coming through the end of the dress, which wasn't strange on it's own but this light was coming from the side of the dress, where the fabric should have been the thickest. She placed the dress down on the bed and slowly stepped back, gulping at the sight of the damage.

There across the side was a thin line that had cut clean through the dress from neck to hip. “Oh no! Oh no, oh no, oh no.”

The mare felt like screaming, of breaking down and weeping at the sight, only for a thought to enter her mind. Who did this?

It certainly hadn't been her. Sure her treatment of the dress was less than perfect but she couldn't have done something like that, even by accident! Her eyes went wide as realization settled in and her hooves carried her sprinting towards the door to her apartment where she had left the bag of the other two dresses. She lifted one out of the bag and quickly inspected it, her eyes running over each inch of the dress only for her to sigh. “Oh thank the stars.”

The dress was a simple sundress, light, frilly and a pleasant mixture of orange and reds and most importantly it was intact and completely unharmed. She placed it aside and pulled out the last dress and gave it a once over as well. Sure enough it was unharmed as well, it's thicker, more padded fabric of blues and purples unmarred by the atrocity that had occurred to her most prized possession.

With a sigh of relief she dropped it back into the bag only to stand bolt upright when she remembered the time. “Hurry Svengallop, you cannot disappoint your master!”

She quickly lifted each dress in turn before dropping the blue one once more. Hastily donning the bright sundress Svengallop glanced over to the fridge only to dismiss the notion entirely. She would just have to get a larger lunch, getting to work on time was paramount!

With the dress donned she hastily threw open the door and after locking it behind her, began sprinting towards town hall. I will not let you down master!

As the mare ran as fast as her legs could carry her the tiny voice in her head laughed maniacally, memories of the night before flashed through it's separate yet connected mind. The flash of steel reflecting the moonlight, the sound of fabric tearing as he plunged the knife through and brought it down the entire length of the offending dress. It had been music to his ears and though he was once more thrust to the back of their mind, he felt a cool sense of accomplishment bubbling within him. Time was his ally, for in it he would regain control once more and finally free himself of her tyranny.

Author's Note

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