Involuntary Voyeur

“Hey, like, welcome to Nature’s Cure,” a warm, lazy voice said in greeting.

“Uh, h-hi,” Sandbar said, waving a hoof. “Do you have-“ The green-coated mare closed her eyes halfway and started humming, which interrupted his thoughts. “Uh.” She seemed totally oblivious. “I’ll just take a look around then.” He glanced about the dark interior of the shop, seeing potions, tinctures, and plants of all sizes scattered across tables, shelves, and stands. There didn’t seem to be an order to it that he could find.

The humming suddenly ceased. “Sorry, I just had to, like, re-balance my chakras when you entered. Are you searching for something, like, cosmic?”

Sandbar blinked. “Uh, I don’t think so?” He rubbed a hoof through his mane, glad that there was no one else in the shop.

“I’m actually here because I’m looking for-“ he coughed nervously, and lowered his voice, “um. Personal, uh, lubricant.”

“Lubrication for the mind, body, or astral self?”

“Uh, body,” he replied shyly. “Seems some, uh, parts don’t fit too well without some help.”

“Groovy,” the mare said, nodding slowly. “Share the love.”

Sandbar was blushing furiously.

“Righteous,” she drawled. “This way.” She gestured with a hoof towards the back of the shop.

Sandbar followed her, and she pushed open a small door. He stepped through, expecting to see a small storeroom. Which he did see. He also saw that he and the shop pony weren’t the only ones there. Sandbar gaped as a pink-maned pegasus mare weighed an extremely thick double-ended dildo in her hoof, while a rainbow-maned pegasus mare beside her blushed and stared wide-eyed. “Is that even going to fit?” Professor Dash asked. “Oh, Dashie,” Professor Fluttershy cooed, “I can make anything fi-aaaAAH!” she screeched as she spotted Sandbar. She dropped the dildo and zipped behind Rainbow Dash. Professor Dash grabbed the dildo mid-fall and shoved it back onto a shelf behind her. “Hey! Sandbar! I, uh, we were just, I mean, uh.”

The shop pony interrupted her by walking between Sandbar and Rainbow Dash, oblivious to the awkward situation. She picked up a large, brown bottle in one hoof and turned back to the earth pony. The bottle was decorated with a crude drawing of a zebra standing on his back legs, an unnaturally large penis suspended from between his legs in the air, pointed at the viewer. “Apply this liberally before you start,” she said. Sandbar thought he might die from embarrassment. “Then it’s just, like, sometimes big things come in small packages,” the shop pony continued with a sly wink.

“H-h-Hahaha ha haha haha ha.” Sandbar slapped a hoof over his mouth when he realized he sounded deranged.

“I’ll be up front when you’re ready to pay,” the shop pony said placidly, before calmly strolling away.

Sandbar glanced up and saw a mortified look on Professor Dash’s face. It was a look that was surely mirrored on his own face.

“Okay,” the blue pegasus said gruffly. “I think we can all agree that we’re just going to pretend this never happened.” Sandbar nodded his head vigorously, and heard a small squeak of agreement come from Professor Fluttershy.

“Fluttershy, why don’t you grab the, uh,” her blush intensified, “well the you know what, and let’s get out of here.” Sandbar decided that the shelf behind him held some very interesting items and turned to identify them as the pegasi scurried out of the room.

Sandbar blew out a shaky breath and then actually looked at the display in front of him, which, it turned out, contained whips and light flails. He thought he might faint. He thought about just running out, but then he’d just run into his teachers again. And he wouldn’t get to buy the one thing he came for. Sliding quickly away from the whips, he moved shyly through the little room. He never knew there were so many kinds of balms, salves, and potions related to sex. And then he was standing in front a shelf containing an assortment of rubber dildos. They ranged in size from the monstrosity Fluttershy had been eyeing (Just forget about that, shall we?), to comically large, to ones about the size of Sandbar’s own member, to thin, to those small enough that Sandbar couldn’t even imagine their actual use. Some were flared, some were thin and pointed. It was actually fascinating to see the variety, Sandbar thought. He was so caught up in intrigue that he forgot all about being mortified. His eyes caught sight of something that made his heart leap. There on the shelf was a rubbery doppleganger of his boyfriend’s cock, knot and all. He felt himself slide from his sheath at the sight, and he licked his lips involuntarily. He picked it up gingerly, running a hoof along its length.

Oh Light, it’s just like the real thing.

“Groovy, you found one of the exotics.” Sandbar jumped in surprise and was proud that he managed not to scream. The shop pony tilted her head slowly to the side. “The universe, like, totally aligns with you holding that.” She smiled. “You can have it for half off.”

Sandbar, who had been about to put the griffon dildo back, paused.

Where are you even going to keep it?

“How much?”

What are you doing? This is obscene.

“Thirty bits.”

“Thirt—this is normally sixty bits?”

The shop pony nodded. “Somepony had to travel all the way to Griffonstone and find a willing participant to model, because there’s not that many griffons around here.” She grinned. “Do what you love, right?”

Sandbar had the weird realization that somepony actually had that job. Somepony went around just looking at penises all day. He shook his head.

“Of course, there’s a griffon attending the new school,” the shop pony continued.

Sandbar’s ears perked and his tail stiffened. “Hahaha, yeah,” he laughed nervously. “Okaysoyeah,” he rushed, “I’ll take it.”

“Groovy,” the shop pony said. She motioned back toward the front of the store.

Sandbar closed the door to his and Gallus’ room and heaved a sigh of relief as he dropped the nondescript brown paper bag onto a desk. He had been terrified of dropping the bag and having its contents spill out into Ponyville square. Now he was safely home.

“Hey,” a voice greeted him. “What’s in the bag?”

Sandbar felt heat rising to his face and ears. “A s-surprise?”

Gallus flapped over and engulfed the earth pony in a hug. “I love surprises,” he said in a low voice right beside Sandbar’s ear. “Maybe when I get back from practice I’ll give you a little surprise of my own.” Sandbar felt like melting.

Sandbar kissed Gallus, reveling in the contrast between hard beak and soft but supple tongue. He ran a hoof down the griffon’s side and smiled as he encountered an emerging tip.

Gallus stepped back reluctantly. His face was flushed and his feathers suddenly ruffled. He shook his wings free and flapped them back into place. “Hm, no time for that. Professor Dash will kill me if I’m late again.” Sandbar blushed furiously at the mentioned of Rainbow Dash. “What?” the griffon asked.

Sandbar shook his head. “I’ll tell you later.”

Gallus left and Sandbar stared at the unopened package. What had he been thinking?

On the other hoof, he considered, Gallus was going to be gone for an all-day practice.

Sandbar positioned the heavily-lubricated dildo against his rear. The other end sat braced against the wall. He released his hoof and straightened his body. He felt his hole quivering in anticipation. He was already out of his sheath. He leaned back, letting the tapered end of the faux griffon penis slide forward.

Oh, it’s just like his claw.

He felt his cock twitch at the memory. He felt his sphincter clench and the dildo slid back, losing the tiny bit of progress he had made. Sandbar blew out a deep breath; he pushed back. The tingling sensation of his ring sent a shiver through his spine. Push a little more.

Ow. It felt like the dildo was hitting a wall inside him.

Relax.

He felt himself clench again, and the dildo slid back out, nearly falling to the floor. He shifted, sliding the tip back up to rest against his ponut again. He pushed.

There it was again. He felt his cock surge in delight. Fuck, it felt good to have something back there.
A little more, and it hit the same blockage.

Sandbar took several deep breaths, resisting the urge to clench his sphincter around the invading rubber. He kept the pressure steady, the barest bit of the tip still inside his anus.

Breathe.

Relax.

Breathe.

Relax.

Sandbar felt the dildo shift and gasped as it suddenly slid forward, an immense pressure filling his insides. The tip touched up against some part of his insides that felt incredible. He moaned in unsteady breaths. His cock surged with blood and that caused the feeling inside him to escalate, a warmth spreading from that pressured spot throughout his groin.

“Fuck.” He was leaking. A large splatter of clear fluid stained the floor beneath him. He felt blindly with one hoof and discovered the toy was in up to the knot. “Oh, Light,” he panted.

Imagine letting Gallus do this to you.

Sandbar felt himself clench, but pushed back, unwilling to let any of the dildo slide free. It set off another wave of warmth. This time it cascaded down his entire shaft, the feeling making him entirely hard. Wetness dripped freely from his flared tip.

Fuck, he was already flared.

Imagine his weight over you. Sandbar stroked his shaft with a forehoof.

He’s panting, thrusting into you. Sandbar moaned, gritting his teeth as another clenching spasm sent waves through him.

Hard knot pushing up against you, making you glow, making you wet.

“F-f-fuck,” he muttered.

As the clenching spasm relaxed, he shifted his weight back, leaning into the toy. It was so big. His ass ached, pleasure and pain rippling simultaneously through his nerves. Thank everything he had applied plenty of lube.

“Nn, you’re so tight!”

“Ah. Ah!” he shivered as the latest tightening forced back the little progress he had made to take the knot. “Huu,” he sighed, as the moment passed. He pushed back again, steadily, and felt his hole stretch and an enormous presence began to fill his opening. Lines of precum crossed the floor where his swinging cock had thrown them.

“I’m gonna fill you up!”

Sandbar bit his lip, hard. All four knees were starting to shake. He yelped as he felt the toy sliding forward, pulling itself inward as his hole stretched past the widest curve of the knot. His insides were on fire. The blaze consumed his entire body, the heat making his flared shaft dance and surge and twitch as his heart pounded and his head spun.

Sweet Sunlight, it’s in!

“F-f-fuck me,” he whimpered.

You can take a griffon’s knot. A griffon fucking you, filling you with cum.

“FUCK!” he cried out as he felt his orgasm crest, his bouncing cock setting off wave after wave of pleasure from that magical spot inside him being mashed by the griffon dildo. His insides clenched uselessly around the knot, unable to fully close and just adding more tingling fuel to the fire.

Sandbar cried out wordlessly as he came. He watched, head down, as cum jetted out, splattering the floor in jerky, unpredictable spasms. After a moment, the earth pony felt his entire core tighten, his shaft slapping up against his chest. A huge stream of cum exploded from his stiffened tip, hitting his muzzle and face. His cock stayed rigidly against his barrel as it launched several more strands with each spasm.

The ejaculate ended, but the spasms continued for what felt like hours. His still-hard staff bounced pitifully, dribbling out clear fluid. Sandbar’s pulse was racing, his heart pounding and lungs burning. He took several deep breaths to try to calm himself.

Slowly, the high faded. Slowly, the earth pony felt his staff start to go soft. Slowly, the pressure inside him went from being orgasmic to uncomfortable. He took a shaky hoof and pulled at the base of the toy sticking out his rear. His ponut complained harshly when he pulled the toy, unwilling to stretch back out to release the knot. The fullness inside him was quickly becoming unbearable. He tugged rhythmically, until he felt the toy give, stretching him wide again. Sandbar cried out in pain. The toy slid free with a disgustingly slick popping sound. It hurt, but the relief from the pressure was almost worth the pain.

The earth pony sank to his knees, uncaring of the mess it left on his coat.

He couldn’t wait to do that with Gallus.