The Tenacious Spider-Mare
Comic book conventions were a marvel of modern day society. Not only do ponies not feel the need to stare at their phones all day, but it also is a day where any closet comic book geek can come out in the open and express their fandom freely without being judged by jocks and car enthusiasts who think that spending five hundred thousand bits on a car motor was better than spending a hundred bits on a collectible issue of The Ultimate War Horse #134, which Fable now held in his hands.
Fable Prose was not a closet comic book enthusiast by any means. The only reason he bought that particular issue was because it was the issue where The War Horse first meets his future bride, Angel Wrath. He had been collecting War Horse comics for some time now, and little by little he was getting some of the older issues. However, like any good collector will tell you, once you start getting closer to the double digit issues, the prices start to get a little ridiculous.
Today, Fable was so utterly hyped, he was ready to burst out of his red fur and bounce off every wall of that convention! He wanted to grab every single comic book nerd and dance with them high and low! He wanted to jump onto a celebrity’s signature table and start singing his heart out to the Gods above for this amazing day! His blood boiled and he was not ashamed to admit that the erection in between his legs was not going away, and when you’re wearing tight spandex, that could be a problem.
Yes, the red, winged pegasus was clad in purely black spandex, though it was partially offset black in places to give it a melting effect. In the middle of his chest was a large red, melting horse skull with a cackling grin on it. He had the chiseled physique to pull off the costume, and the red, ink blotty eyes that made extremely demonic, gazing eyes on an otherwise solid black mask. He was Rainscald, the villain from the ever popular Tenacious Spider-Mare series!
Yes! He was dressed as the monstrous menace of the Spider-Mare universe that was afflicted with an alien virus, and transformed into the brutish beast of a stallion. He blames Spider-Mare for his illness, which causes him to try and rob entire hospitals to try and find some kind of cure. He kidnaps scientists, doctors, physiologists, pediatricians, though the latter was probably a mistranslation, as the writer for that story arc probably didn’t know that pediatricians were geared more toward foals. Either way, it was an extremely popular series in Equestria, and now Fable was taking his first huge step into the world of comic book writing by writing his very own issue of the Spider-Mare herself!
YES! Fable was chosen to finish the story arc of Spider-Mare versus her arch nemesis, of which he cosplayed as per instructions. He checked his phone from his cleverly camouflaged pocket to see that it was nearly time to meet the artist with whom he would be collaborating. She was about as experienced in comic book art as he was with writing over all. How he actually got the writing job was a very long process. The original writer had come down with a horrid stomach virus that left him bedridden and unable to meet the last issue of the story arc’s deadline.
Things happened, people talked, politics got involved, egos got in the way, and the editors felt that bringing in a no-name author with an affinity for comics would be a good idea to keep up with the very strict deadline they were on. The artist was local Ranchtown, and through sources that mostly involved Pearl Necklace, Fable Prose was brought to the table, and with Pearl’s influence, it wasn’t a hard sell.
Fable planned to repay Pearl Necklace in spades. Not only did that give him the VIP pass to Panel-Con 27, but it also gave him notice in the part of the world he wanted to be noticed in. For the third time in the last ten seconds, he checked his watch. For the first time in his life, he wished that time could go faster in a comic book convention. He tried to keep his attention fixed on the expensive action figures, statuettes, retro comics, and wonderfully crafted cosplay such as his own.
“Oh. My. God!” A female voice shouted, making Fable’s heart jump three times into his throat and making a warm sensation fill his head as he spun around. He found a mare, entirely too young to be the one he was waiting for, standing there and holding her phone out. “Rainscald! I love your cosplay! It looks amazing! Did you make it yourself?”
“Yeah, it took me a long time, but I like how it came out.” Fable said as his speech was partially muffled as he spoke through his mask to her.
She held up her phone to him and he instantly went into double selfie mode, holding up his fist vengefully, imitating his cosplayed character with a mean looking mask right beside her bright and cheery smile.
“Thank you!” She leaned up and kissed his cheek, making him blush under his gruesome mask which covered up his entire face. She scurried off to look at more booths nearby.
He sighed, not sure how much happier he could possibly become that day. It was a very good day for him. That’s when he once again checked his watch and saw that it was a good ten minutes before his meeting with the mare he was collaborating with, and as he turned around, there came a very low thud into his chest, knocking him stumbling back a bit.
There was a bit of a high pitched outburst of shock and pain coming from what sounded like a mare. As Fable got his orientation back, he looked up to see a lady dressed in cosplay as Spider-Mare. She had that wonderful build, slim and muscular, much like the Spider-Mare herself, and her suit was absolutely skin-deep and showed every curve.
Spider-Mare’s superhero outfit was a very dark red with a little bit of a spider’s web in the middle that framed a solid white spider. He looked up at her face, and her round, white eyes on her masked gazed back at him. He couldn’t help thinking maybe she was just as taken aback as he was.
“Um, sorry about that.” Fable said, giving a nervous chuckle.
“Oh! No! It was me, I can’t see a thing through this damn mask.” She says as she makes sure her costume wasn’t damaged in any way. “Are you, perchance, Fable?”
“Yeah, and you’re Quick Bullet?” He said as he noticed that she was a pegasus, much like him with her yellow wings on her back. At first he didn’t notice all of the flash photography going on around them as they talked, but then both of them turned their heads to the side to see there were gathering fans all around them, snapping photos with their phones.
“Ummm, yeah, at your service, but you can call me Letty.” She said as she started to do her spider poses, crouched down and stealthy like her comic book counterpart. While Fable did his intimidating poses with his arms crossed over his chest, arms flexed.
The two of them had never met prior to this gathering, but they started to do fighting poses, face to face. There were so many flashes at some point, they started to see those traces in their vision afterward, but they kept going for a while. Finally, as Fable stood up straight, and was about to call it quits, Letty wet up to him and got ever so close. She placed her hands on his chest and brought her face to his, lovingly close as she kicked her foot backward and held that very suggestive pose for a huge barrage of camera flashes. The crowd hooted and hollered for her to kiss him, and cheered as the two of them finally broke their poses.
It was obvious the two of them were done, and most of the crowd began to disperse as they started toward the Spider-Mare official comic booth.
“Well, that was fun.” Fable said, and Letty gave a small laugh.
“Yeah, well, we gotta give them what they want.” She said as she removed her mask, revealing her yellow fur and black mane. She looked at him with her purple eyes and smiled as he pulled off his mask as well. The red stallion walked along with her as they came to the Spider-Mare booth with five salesponies dealing with crazed fans over her earliest issues that were easily worth a thousand bits. They walked behind the booth, among the boxes filled with T-Shirts and graphic novels.
“So, ummm this is kind of my first time writing in an official sense, and I have to tell you, I’m fifty fifty on the matter.” Fable said as she pulled her portfolio out of her bag.
“Fifty fifty?” She looked up at him and opened her folder to show him her extensive drawings of pretty much everything comic book related.
“Fifty percent ecstatic, and fifty percent nervous as hell.” He smiled at her as she returned the smile. She handed him the papers, and he looked through them all. Her art style was about what he remembered when he was told which issues of the comic book she had already released. Apparently only one of them had already been released, while the other issues were in the process of being made.
“Don’t worry about it, I’m kind of new to this as well, but the important thing is that we only have to collaborate on this one issue.” She said, then brought out some writing utensils and notebooks.
“Right, and we’re doing the final issue of this huge story arc. I mean, hasn’t the writer already written down what happens?” Fable sat down in a chair in a space that wasn’t as cluttered with boxes as Letty nodded.
“He has, but we need a writer for the sequence of what happens in the panels, dialogue and other things such as that. The poor guy can’t even keep food down, let alone write anything coherent. He pretty much just said that there’s a one issue battle between the two of them, though, we have the option of making it two issues if we feel it is required. And there’s also something else they didn’t quite tell you, more or less because it apparently didn’t occur to them to be a problem.” Letty looked off to the side with a scowl, seeming quite bitter over what she was about to say. “It may or may not be due a final draft in the next two days.”
“Two days?!” Fable said, his jaw dropping. He thought he would at least get two weeks, but two days? He would need to be pounding on a keyboard for hours, and have his muse at his beck and call the entire time to turn out something good enough for the editors! “B-b-but--”
“But don’t worry! Hey, hey, Fable! Look at me!” She grabbed his hands and pulled him back down to reality before he went off to this entire world of doom and gloom. “Look, I know it’s asking a lot from a first time comic book writer. But believe me, I’ve dealt with harsh deadlines like this. After you send in a final draft, my deadline is going to be pretty killer too. But I have a solution.” She said, finally catching his full attention.
“A solution?” His eyes were very much like deer in headlights. “What are we gonna do?”
“Well, first and foremost, we’re going to walk around this convention and discuss the storyline thus far, then we’re going to get a hotel room. From there, we’re going to be pulling an all nighter, possibly involving copious amounts of coffee. Alright? That’s just for starters, and then we’ll go from there.”
Fable still stared at her with very wide eyes. His mind was going a mile a minute, pros and cons bumping back and forth like a ping pong ball. At length, he finally nodded. “Y-yeah. Let’s do that. Clear our heads a bit.” She nodded back to him and they got up from the chairs, packing up their stationary, sketch book, and other needed information for the comic book.
“So, yes, like I said, this is going to be tough, but I’ve done this enough to know how most of it works. As far as I know, as long as you’ve followed along with Spider-Mare long enough, you should know what the editors like. It’s pretty much as simple as being theatrical, even when it comes to dialog and exposition. How much have you followed Spider-Mare?”
“I have a good number of Tenacious Spider-Mare comics, her alternate timeline in Ultra-Powered Spider-Mare, Five of her team-up comics, plus her brief stint on the X-Stable team. I’ve got her overall character down, and obviously I’m a pretty big fan of Rainscald, so their battle shouldn’t be a problem to write, we’ll just need to get down the specifics fairly quickly, it seems.” As he spoke, Bullet’s eyes widened more and more. She nodded, fairly impressed.
“Alright, then, that’s far better than I expected, honestly. I haven’t even read her issues in X-Stable.” The two of them walked around the convention, catching everyone’s eyes, especially when they put on their masks again. “The best thing you can do is just shoot out ideas as fast as you can as they come to you. I can definitely help you with the writing, and the dynamics behind formatting it into the panels, because it’s pretty much what I have to work off of when I draw.” Quick Bullet and Fable Prose both stopped suddenly as they struck poses for incoming fans with cameras, snapping more shots of them.
The two of them stopped at booths, looked at action figures, even got some ramen to eat as they chatted, relaxed for a bit. They stopped for pictures, got some free comics, paid for some comics, and even entered a few trivia games for little prizes like keychains and mugs.
They heard about the cosplay contest that was going to take place, and every single official of the convention they ran into was begging them to enter. However, they checked the time.
“Yeah, actually, it’s getting a little late, we should really check in.” Letty said, and Fable nodded. He was having the time of his life, but he knew she was absolutely correct.
He drew in a deep breath. “Let’s do it, then.”
Fable figured they would need to go to a different hotel to get a room, however, they were at a very high end facility that a lot of the convention goers just could not afford. Quick Bullet’s supervisor had a room reserved for her, knowing that the deadline would require some quick hoof work. They got to the room and started to unpack all of the supplies Letty brought with her. She sat on the bed while Fable sat in a chair adjacent to her with the notebook in his lap and a pencil in his hand.
“Alright, so, thus far, we know that Spider-Mare has infiltrated the mobsters’ headquarters without even knowing it. She comes into their main hall to see that they are all cocooned up in webs, though they are still alive, only severely battered and beaten.” Letty started to say as she got a few pictures from the portfolio to show Fable. He took them one by one as she explained. He tried his very best to follow along with what she was saying, but the truth of the matter was that he was so stoked to be seeing comic panels way before their release date. It was like getting the greatest preview ever conceived by pony kind. He was only kicking himself for having to sign a nondisclosure contract. “She walked into their dining room, only to find that the biological weapon was hooked up across the room, and who else was standing right in front of it, but Rainscald! The two are now facing each other down, and that’s when the last issue ends, and we pick up. We need to see what happens to Spider-Mare and Rainscald, and how she dismantles the bomb.”
Before she even stopped talking, his pencil was starting to move on the paper. His pencil scratched against it, throwing words onto it much faster than Letty expected him to. At first, she thought that he was going to stop at some point, but his pencil kept moving more and more, not even stopping for a break once. Bullet blinked as she watched Fable go.
“Ummmm, Fable?” She said, and his pencil never stopped moving.
“Mmmhmm?” He hummed, having heard her, but he never stopped dragging his pencil across the paper.
“You think you could let me in on your ideas?” She put on a wide smile. “Please?”
There was another long period of writing, up until the lead on his #2 pencil broke. Then he turned to his side where there was a tiny pencil sharpener on the arm of his chair. He grabbed it, put it on the tip of his pencil and began to turn it, grinding the sharpener blade all around it until it got a good point to the black tip.
“Wait, what?” He suddenly stopped and looked at her to see she was glaring at him. “Oh! Right. Alright, so they’re facing each other down in the large dining room of the mobsters’ mansion. The two of them are caught in a standoff, with Rainscald in his tall stance, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Spider-Mare is squatted down low, with her hands on the ground, ready for anything he can throw at her.”
Letty’s eyes widened a bit to see how concentrated he was, and how he took to this like a fish to water. Before she knew it, she had an inkling to start sketching some of these images as he described them so she had a leg up on the whole project.
Fable reached over to the other side of his chair and picked up his Rainscald mask, pulling it back over his face.
“There you are…”
“The Spare-Mare herself. It’s been a long time. Have you been keeping well?” Rainscald’s eyes grinned toward her as they gazed one another down from across the room.
“I’m sorry, you seem to be insinuating that we know each other, have we met? All I know is that you’ve been causing me a lot of trouble as of late.” Spider-Mare glared toward him, not getting out of her low stance. Her red mask with the white eyes holding that cryptic look as he began to give a long chuckle. “What’s so funny?”
“Oh, Spider-Mare, you never know what will come back to bite you in the ass, do you?” He said as the living suit he wore uncovered his face to expose his red fur and black mane. The young stallion kept a devious grin on his face as he turned his face upward to give her a good view.
She stayed in the exact same position, unmoving, unblinking, and completely still. She stayed like that for a good long while, actually until she finally blinked. Then she pursed her lips underneath her mask and turned her head a little bit to the left.
“Ummmmm…. My landlord?”
“What, you mean you don’t recognize me?! What the hell is wrong with you?” He growled at her, making her scratch her head.
“Come on, guy, I don’t remember every single stallion I run into. Give me a little slack here, as well as a hint, because I’m drawing a blank.”
“April 19th! Three years ago! You flew through my window, destroyed my kitchen in your fight with that green reptile guy, completely melted my couch and smashed through my front door! The repairs were so bad I was forced to move out of that apartment and since the insurance company denied my claim, I had to pay for all of it myself!”
“Oh, wow, okay, yeah, you were that guy who was yelling something about your property and your furniture and ‘what the hell is that thing!’” She held up her hands and waved them in mock surprise.
“Oh, so now it’s coming back to you?” He crossed his arms over his chest, giving a horse sigh.
“Hey, I can’t keep tabs on all of the property damage I cause. But wait, so because I fought a villain in your house and destroyed your stuff, you’re going to unleash a biological weapon on the city? Isn’t that a bit of an overreaction?”
That was when the red stallion paused, all the sudden he started to chew on his bottom lip as if he was going to say something. “Well… I don’t… really…” Then he reached up to his head and clutched both sides of it. “GAAAH!!”
That’s when the black mask reformed back onto his face and gazed at her with glowing red eyes. Even the skull on his chest began to glow red. “Enough of this talk! It’s time to get down to business. You have five minutes before the bomb is fully operational!” His voice no longer sounded the same, in fact it just sounded straight up sinister, and alien as it sounded like two deep voices were talking. “Try and get by me, Spider-Mare!”
“What happened to you? Have you seriously lost control?” Spider-Mare kept her cautious poise. Rainscald laughed at her comment and flexed his gigantic biceps.
“This suit, it has given me a chance at redemption from my meaningless life! It has given me the power to take my revenge on you and this city that rejected me outright! Now, you’ll see what it feels like to lose everything!” He growled as he lifted his arm, reared it back and grew out a very long, thick, pointed tendril from the black suit that covered his entire body. The pointed appendage shot straight for the wall-crawling pony, who jumped straight up, dodging it as she stuck to the ceiling.
As soon as the tendril hit the ground, Rainscald began to retract it back to him, but not before Spider-Mare shot her web onto it and was pulled toward him along with it. As she flew straight for him, her fist came flying straight for him, punching straight into his snout with enhanced spider strength. The earth pony caused Rainscald to recoil, his head turning from the impact.
The impact of her punch was not at all what she expected, normally it would be enough to take any normal man down for the count, but this stallion merely shook it off and gazed back at her and his eyes narrowed. Before she could make another move in front of him, both of his hands shot out a strange black substance that wrapped around both of her wrists, binding them in place. Even with her amazing strength, she could barely even move them!
His sinister voice began to chuckle once again. “Now you see the power of my transformation, and now you know why you will never succe--GAH!” Both of her arms moved just enough to angle her web shooters to spray two shots of web fluid into his eyes. She used the bindings to anchor her so that she could flip backwards and kick him in the chin with both of her hooves, knocking him straight back. As he fell back, his black fluid released her wrists.
She hit the ground and began to shoot her webs all over him as he hit the ground. She almost cocooned him in it, all except for his head, which she kept unhindered. “Alright, that’s enough! I don’t know what’s going on with you, but it seems to me like you don’t really want to do this!”
His head shot up and gazed at her once again with those two red eyes, this time he seemed far more concentrated as black blades shot through the webbing around him and moved to cut them open and free his arms and legs. Her eyes widened as he charged straight for her, using her precognitive senses, she dodged to the right of him with a cartwheel, but his black fluid shot onto her leg and caught her in the motion. With one simple pull, he swung her down onto the ground, flipping her over and causing her to smash into the floor hard, knocking the breath out of her.
Without a word, he grasped her wrist and pulled her up into his arms as he began to bear hug her very tightly, starting to crush her. She struggled, and coughed a little as her breath continued to squeeze out of her lungs.
However, by complete accident, her tits slid upward on his chest and her very hard nipples pointed upward toward his face. His red eyes widened as he saw her huge EE tits right in front of his face, and his grip loosened, dropping her to the ground as she was finally able to breathe.
She gasped on the ground there in front of him, splayed out in a very alluring manner that he did not overlook.
“Whoa, okay, hold it. Where’s all of this coming from?” Quick bullet held out her hands, stopping his narration. “You had me going, hardcore I might add, but then you talk about distracting tits?”
“Oh, ummmm yeah, sorry, I kinda got caught up in the moment for… other reasons.” Fable said, his mask was off now so he could talk clearly, but now his face was turned to the side as his blush could be seen even through his red fur.
“Other reasons?” She said, tilting her head to the side a little, lifting an eyebrow. “What are you--” Letty was interrupted as he pointed down toward her chest. Her nipples were, indeed, getting hard and visibly seen through the red spandex that covered her body.
“Oh my!” She covered her tits up with both of her hands, and instantly her eyes went down to his crotch to see that it was a little too late. Not only was he hard in black spandex, but by the protruding, she could tell that he was especially well endowed. “Ummm, yes, well.” Her blushing face was impossible to hide. “Let’s uuhhh, let’s continue, shall we?”
They both smiled with nervous chuckles.
“What’s the matter, Rainscald? It looked like you had me.” Spider-Mare said as she got to her hooves slowly. She gazed at him quizzically, getting to her fighting stance. All he could stare at, though, was how hard her nipples still were. That was when she saw his nonaggressive stance and blinked a few times. “Seriously, what’s the--”
Her eyes caught a very familiar shape at the crotch of his suit. The clear outline of a horse cock in full erection mode caused her eyes to go full wideness. In no time, her imagination started to go haywire at just how hard he really was. The only real way to figure it out was to put your hands on it and feel the tight skin on the shaft.
She shook her head suddenly, then crouched down to a fighting stance. “Look, I don’t have time to argue! I’m dismantling that bomb, and you’re going down in the process!” She said as she jumped straight for him with a punch to head herself off! The large stallion in the living black suit caught her punch with a grunt, then swung her around into the ground behind him. She hit the floor with another gasp, but this time, she flipped straight back into him with both her hooves smashing into his face.
The large stallion hit the ground behind him, but quickly rolled back onto his knee. As he looked back at her, she was already speeding toward the large, biological weapon in the back corner. It looked more like a huge two-headed blender with red liquid in both containers standing around four feet up from the ground. On the side of it was a control panel with a lever and several buttons. As the timer indicated, it had about ten minutes before it was fully charged.
Before she could even look at the panel, she felt the black suit’s rope wrap around her wrist. Suddenly she was locked in a tug of war. She turned to the approaching Rainscald and pulled with all of her might against him. She shot another webbing from her wrist at his face, but this time he was ready. Another tendril shot from his arm and wrapped around her leg, pulling her up from her ankle into the air. She hung from one leg upside down, glaring at him with her mask’s white eyes.
Rainscald simply pulled the webbing from his face with no effort and pulled her toward him with it firm in his grasp. The Earth Pony in the spider suit thought about spinning around to punch him, but at the moment she knew she had no foothill to even make a single mark.
“Alright, you got me, now what? You gonna cocoon me in a web like you did those other mobsters? Boy, that would be kind of ironic if you thought about it. Taken out by webbing, story of my fucking life!” She said as he leaned closer toward her face. This caused her to pause, all the sudden she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. Was she really frightened? She didn’t really feel frightened. What was that feeling she had?
His hand came up to her neck, and her heart began to race! Her hand came up to his, but her grip wasn’t nearly tight enough to stop him as he slipped her mask over her muzzle. Her yellow fur was exposed over her mouth and she couldn’t help but feel very naked.
“What are you--” She stopped short as his mask came off once again, and his lips met hers. With her upside down, his lips felt ever so strange, but that somehow added to the sensation of wonder.
“Dear lord, Fable! What are you trying to do to the franchise? Now we have Spider-Mare falling in love with a villain? If I remember correctly, this was not how it was supposed to go!”
Somewhere along the way, Quick Bullet had made her way into Fable’s lap, her knees on either side of him and his arms around her waist as she leaned her head onto his and caressed his chest with her hands.
“You seemed fine with the sexual tension thus far.” He said, looking up at her, making her blush.
“Well, you just have a way with words, you know? I’m not saying I hated it, I’m just saying the editors may not approve. In fact I’m pretty sure they’d never approve of them having an upside down kiss. I mean, come on, Spider-Mare making out with someone while hanging upside down? That just sounds all kinds of corny.”
“Mmmhmm, these are telling me a different story.” Fable took a big chance and grabbed her breasts with her hardening nipples. She gasped hard and let out a small whimper. “Don’t think I didn’t notice these little girls poking out.” He pressed the tips of his pointer fingers onto her nips and caressed them both.
“Y-y-you have to understand.” She moaned a little as he grabbed both of her orbs and squeezed them tight. “You’re sitting here in that outfit, telling me how a villain has a helpless hero in his grasps and starts to ogle her body like a fresh piece of meat. I’m not getting aroused! Not at all!” She turned her head to the side and looked all stern.
“Oh, well then, I’ll stop.” His hands came off of her chest and he held them up in the air.
“Well, I mean, I didn’t say you-- ummm--” she cleared her throat. “To stop, I simply meant that I wasn’t...” Her eyes widened. She was interrupted as he pulled her closer to him and kissed her full on the lips. Their lips caressed and their hands began to run all over one anothers spandex covered bodies.
Her tongue slipped inside of his mouth to meet his. Their tongues rubbed against one another as her crotch rubbed up against his and he could hear a zipper going down. As they slowly broke the kiss, he looked down to see her breasts in full view as she removed both sides of her costume.
“Keep telling me the story.” Letty said as she pressed her tits up against his face and mushed it between them.
Spider-Mare’s cheeks were very hot, burning even as the two of them broke the kiss at the same time. “Y-y-you’ll never--mmm-- get away with this. I’ll st-stop you.” The sweat gleamed on her forehead underneath her mask.
“You done spouting cliches?” Rainscald whispered to her. She panted for a moment, slightly swaying back and forth from her ankle. Spider-Mare could feel the blood rushing to her head.
“Ummm, yeah I’m done. Sorry, it’s hard to concentrate, you gave me some pretty decent knocks.” She said, her head was pounding. “You mind letting me down?”
“Why should I? What’s in it for m--” She grabbed him by the back of the head and locked him into yet another long, passionate kiss, barely remembering that her mask was still halfway up her face. This time, as their kiss broke, he put his hand on her shoulder and brought her leg down to put her on her hooves. He did it a little fast though, and the blood rush made her slump forward into his arms, where he held her tightly.
Before she even showed signs of getting her wits back, she started to walk toward the bomb on the other side of the room. “I need to stop it from char-” She was interrupted by him pulling her back over to him yet again. Her hands struck his chest softly and she gazed up into his eyes as he held her close with both of her hands at her lower back, only to slide down to her ass and cup both of her ass cheeks.
The mare moaned as he did this, with such a tight suit, the pressure on her vagina had started to affect her in a very harsh manner. She couldn’t hide the fact that her ass cheeks were very sensitive, and any movement he caused in them only made her pussy lips rub against one another. There was a very tiny zipper at the front collar of her suit, normally invisible to the naked eye, but he found it and started to unzip her whole suit. Her yellow furred tits exposed to him, along with a narrow path that revealed her dripping quim, he pressed her harder against him and she felt both of her outer labia press against the massive bulge in his crotch.
“The lady hero began to grind her crotch against his accentuated horsecock as it was unravelled from his suit. His bare, erect penis felt her juices begin to cover it as he started to grind it against her with some force. With her super strength and durability, normal males could be hard to feel a lot of the time, but he was not especially gentle with her as his shaft mashed against her soaked marehood.” Fable said as he looked down at Letty, whose mouth was wholly around his cock now, sucking him all the way down to the preputial ring. After just a moment of taking him down her throat, she slid him from her muzzle and looked up at him.
“Your story’s getting so hot!” She whispered between labored breaths, her cheeks flushed, unable to hide the fact that her hand was now between her legs, getting herself off. “The editors will never accept this.” Her wings slightly expanded as she rubbed her pussy even faster, with more pressure. “But I love it.” She gazes up at him and runs her tongue over the front of his shaft. “Keep going.” Letty almost demanded. Then she slipped the head of his very hard dick into her--
--muzzle and began to suck hard! Spider-Mare moved her now ungloved hand over his shaft as her exposed mouth took him his long erection that nearly touched the back of her throat.
Her common sense told her that she should be fighting this guy. She should be combatting him and shutting down his operation, but she just could not stop herself. It had been so long since she had a nice big stallion’s cum dripping in her mouth. Ever since she got her powers, she just couldn’t be satisfied like she use to be. She felt how strong he was and his gusto to have her only made her want him more.
This vicious cycle came to a head as Rainscald put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her harder over his shaft, his head going down into her throat. She gave a sudden muffled moan in surprise, but took his cock down easily enough. Her moans were muffled into his girth as he fucked her face. He acted ever so strangely, one moment he was asserting his dominance and owning her like a cheap hooker, the next minute he was apologetically cupping her cheek with his hand and softly rubbing his cock against her tongue.
He finally slid his huge erection out of her mouth and she panted for a moment, gazing at his slobber-glazed dong as it twitched in front of her. The musk itself was enough to drive her absolutely wild, her juice trickled onto the floor beneath her as her marehood was completely exposed.
“Now, what do you want?” Rainscald said, his hand underneath her yellow furred muzzle as he looked into her eyes, which were still covered in her mask along with the top of her head. Spider-Mare sat there on the ground, silently, a bit of precum from the tip of his cock still dangling from her chin. She licked her lips and fought the urge to play with her pussy, it was still dripping on the floor.
“I…” She started to say, then closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. She needed to cum so badly! “I want you to fuck me, like a slut, and make me cum on your hard cock.” She said in a somewhat quiet tone. Then she spun around on one knee and pointed her ass toward him, lifting her rump to where he could clearly see her soaking cunt.
Within a single moment, the large stallion mounted her, sliding his huge cock into her. Her moan sounded out through the halls of the mansion they were in. Evidently she was a screamer, because the deeper he pushed his hard cock into her, the higher pitched she howled. She lost all sense of herself, and what she was there for. The fact that a super strong stallion was pumping her full of cock just drove her to near insane levels of lust. Her tongue hung out the side of her face as drool dangled from the other side. His dark skinned rod plunged all the way up to his balls. Even though her pussy was enough to hold his horse penis, she was still ever so tight!
“Looks like your spider pussy is getting into it.” Rainscald mugged at her helpless disposition. She was moaning so loud and so constant that talking was especially difficult to keep coherent.
“Yes! Fuck me! Bang me! Drive that cock into me! Fill my pussy with you hot cum! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” She shouted, her mouth unhindered by her mask as she looked back toward him as he long dicked her with his entire length. She whimpered louder, almost screaming. Her ahego face was losing feeling, he was thrusting so hard and her exposed tits were swinging back and forth underneath her.
Using his immense strength, he picked her up from the ground, only pulling out of her vagina to reposition her. Her hands went to his chest, his hands hooked underneath her knees, and her pussy hovered over his dick until he drove it into her once again. His hands pulled her up and down like dumbbells, pushing against her crotch as she came down on him. Their faces were right in front of each other, and their lips locked once again, her moans going into his mouth until he really started to get going.
Her mouth detached from his as the fucking became entirely too much. Sweat ran down her cheeks and her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as she started to howl louder into his ear. Her orgasm struck her and she screamed harder as she felt his sperm overflow her vaginal tunnel.
Rainscald’s ear started to ring hard! He cringed harder as his suit began to go haywire. The sounds of her shrill shrieks was driving the suit bugshit and it was telling him that as it started to let him know!
“Wait! No! Where are you going?!” He shouted at the black, alien suit as it pulled off of his red furred body and he--
--kept fucking Letty on the bed. His and her cosplay pants pulled down to their knees as he fucked her on her hands and knees, with his hands gripping her hips. Fable pulled her into his thrusts and rutted her hard enough to shake the bed against the wall.
“Y--you had this… all… worked out didn’t you?” Letty spoke between moans as her tits continued to bounce. “I suppose that means--mmm!!- That she punches him out and--aah!--turns off the bomb?”
“Yeah.” Fable said as he pushed his cock into her harder, starting to pump semen into her cunt as her vagina reacted by squirting back onto his penis’s base and his scrotum. She bit down on the pillow in front of her face and muffled an especially loud moan. His humping slowed down now, very softly sliding in and out of her as both of them gasped for breath, dripping perspiration. “So, that’s my plan. What do you think?”
“You do know Spider-Mare is not an erotica… right?” She looked back at him, scowling. “If we’re gonna get this done, it looks like we’re not going to be getting to sleep anytime soon. You’ll need to start over.”
“Wait, the story or the…” Fable’s voice trailed off, then recoiled as she snapped her face back toward him again.
“Both! Duh!”
