It's Easy Being a Griffon (Dark Version)
It’s a Breeze
It seemed like getting turned from pony to breezie and back would hurt, but it was more ticklish. Rainbow bit her lip to prevent giggles, lest she seem uncool as her body re-expanded to her normal form. Rainbow looked herself over to make sure she was still both awesome and hot. She was, which was good. Otherwise the world would have been deprived of a national treasure.
Rainbow didn’t know Twilight could do this, but it gave her ideas. Definitely maybe probably bad ideas. Something kept floating to the front of her mind, something Rainbow fantasized about since flight school.
“So, uh,” Rainbow grinned at Twilight. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a griffon…”
“Not a chance,” Twilight answered without hesitation.
Rainbow didn’t give up so easily. “Oh, come on! What could it hurt? Just for a little bit… like a day or so!”
“Well,” Twilight went into boring explanation mode. “The spell hasn’t been adequately tested for form changes of more than an hour, so we shouldn’t take it lightly. Theoretically, it could cause serious physical issues or even psychological trauma and psychosis, and I’d never forgive myself if you were crippled or, well, driven insane... more insane.”
“Theoretically?” Rainbow rolled her eyes. “I’m not gonna forget how to fly right or go crazy just cause I’m a cat-bird for a day.” She breathed deep and made herself be serious. “Come on Twilight, this is something I’ve thought about since I was a filly. Just one day? Please?”
“Only one day,” Twilight sighed. Rainbow knew she couldn’t say no to her friend forever. “But you’ll have to find me a template.”
“No problem!” Rainbow agreed. “I got at least ten plates at home!”
“No, a TEMplate,” Twilight clarified. “Blueprints. When I turned us into breezies, I used breezies as a blueprint during the spell. You’d need to find a griffon willing to let me cast a spell on them to change you.”
“Well the only griffon I know is Gilda,” Rainbow huffed. “I don’t want to talk to her to be honest, but if I have to for this… eh, worth a try. You Pinkie Promise you’ll do it if I get a griffon to help?”
“Sure, I Pinkie Promise,” Twilight chuckled, putting a hoof on her eye. Now she’d keep the promise for sure.
“Forever….” Pinkie whispered from under a nearby rock.
Or else.
Twilight looked more smug than she should though. She thought Rainbow couldn’t get a griffon's agreement. Rainbow didn’t feel like tracking down Gilda, but Twilight challenged her with the disbelief. Rainbow had to now!
Rainbow found which neighborhood Gilda lived in via old friends from flight school, but they had no exact address. What’s more, that neighborhood was all the way in Griffonstone. If Rainbow didn’t have to prove somepony wrong, she’d went home and read about Daring Do going to an exotic location instead of doing it herself.
Griffonstone wasn’t as Rainbow Dash envisioned it. She didn’t expect grand palaces or skyscrapers, but she also didn’t expect slums and grass huts. Most lived in small shacks, and even the nicer buildings looked old.
This was the ‘capital’ of the Griffon Kingdom? There wasn’t even a train directly there; Rainbow had to fly over a kilometer to get there. It was no wonder Gilda had wanted to go to flight school in Cloudsdale. Did this place even have a school?
Rainbow glided to the residential district where Gilda should reside. The best Rainbow could say for it was that it was inhabited. She landed and trotted up to the nearest griffon, a large male griffon with a strange redish fez on his head.
“Hey, sup,” Rainbow said, giving him time to adjust to her sexy awesomeness so he could respond.
He glared at Rainbow and moved on. After asking a few others without success, Rainbow started to think that every griffon had the same rotten demeanor as Gilda. Rainbow was tempted to go home, but coming all this way and failing would be even worse than not trying. In hindsight, maybe Rainbow shouldn’t have bragged to everypony how she’d succeed.
“Oh it’s you,” Gilda’s familiar voice spoke from behind Rainbow. “And I thought my day couldn’t get any worse.”
“Gilda!” Dash turned around with a sigh of relief.
And then the relief went away because she remembered what a bitch Gilda had become. At least she could get this awkward conversation done though. If Gilda said no, Rainbow could find a way to blame it on Gilda. Maybe.
“Dash,” replied Gilda shortly. “What are you doing here? Don’t you know eating ponies is legal in the Griffon Kingdom?”
Dash couldn’t tell if Gilda was joking, though it’d explain why Rainbow had never met a pony from the Griffon Kingdom. Come to think of it, Rainbow had noticed a few hunger-like stares. Rainbow figured it was her impossibly athletic body they were staring at, but now Rainbow realized that being athletic meant being meaty. She decided it was best to leave soon just in case.
“Hey,” Rainbow tried to be pleasant, but was terrible at being fake. “I just wanted to catch up with you, got a few?”
“A few what?” Gilda grunted. If she’d glared any harder, her eyes might have burned out Rainbow's retinas. “I’m still deciding if I should get the ketchup, so you say what you’re gonna say.”
“I wanted to see you again is all,” stammered Rainbow, followed by an awkward chuckle.
“Come on, you wouldn’t come here if you didn’t need something.” Gilda was onto her. “Spit it out fast before I eat you; I’m imagining you spit-roasted now.”
Were those threats or low-key flirts? Either way, she wasn’t wrong.
“Fine!” Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Look, Twilight offered to cast a spell that would turn me into a griffon for a day, but she needs griffon ten plates… er blueprint. I thought that…”
Gilda burst out laughing. “Are you serious? You want to be a griffon so bad that you came all the way from Ponyville to find me?” She snorted. “Though if you want to be a griffon, you aren’t as stupid as I thought. So that’s something.”
“I should have known!” Rainbow shot back. “Buck off, dufus, I hope I never see you again!”
“Well, then go fuck yourself!” Gilda growled.
“Maybe I will!” Rainbow took the challenge.
Gilda clenched her beak and grew silent. Her face grew more intense than Rainbow had ever seen, but then a smile spread over her face. It made her look all the more predatory, and for a moment Rainbow expected to have to defend herself against the non-fun kind of eating.
“Oh come on, dweeb,” Gilda chuckled. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t be your little spell component; I just have a condition.” Gilda paused, then looked suddenly cross. “This is my meal! Scram!”
Rainbow turned to see another griffon approaching behind her, one with greenish feathers around her eyes and a scarf with a moon clasp on it. The griffon huffed, glared at Gilda, and walked off.
“Ooookay,” Rainbow said. She turned back to Gilda, but started glancing about every few moments to watch for predators. “What ‘condition’?”
“That she turns you into a drake,” Gilda smirked.
“A rake?” Rainbow blinked.
“A drake,” Gilda rolled her eyes. “That’s what a male griffon is called, dumbass. Females are hens, males are drakes.”
“Why would you even want me to do that?” Rainbow tilted her head.
“Why do ya think?” Gilda’s grin widened, her tail swishing high behind her. The predatory stare took on a whole new meaning.
“Oh, right,” Rainbow chuckled awkwardly. “Gilda, I know we experimented in flight school, but I’m not a lesbian.”
“I know that, moron,” Gilda huffed. “Look, you know I’ll manage to get you in the sack once you’re a griffon regardless. So if you’re ‘straight’, all the more reason to have a dick when that happens.”
Rainbow knew she was right. Gilda had always been able to get Rainbow to make an exception. That, and honestly, Gilda’s surprising forwardness made Rainbow damp. Just a little.
“So we gonna go?” asked Gilda when Rainbow quietened. “Or we going to stand here and check each other out?”
“Okay, okay, you got a deal,” Rainbow agreed, then chuckled. “I can’t wait to see Twilight’s face.”
“Why, did she want to watch?” Gilda tilted her head, but didn’t seem averse to the idea.
“Nah, she just thought I couldn’t pull it off,” said Rainbow as she turned to fly.
“Oh,” Gilda sounded disappointed.
It’s a Spell
Back in Ponyville, Rainbow and Gilda headed straight for the Golden Oak Library. Gilda insisted there be no other stops. Rainbow couldn’t decide if Gilda's enthusiasm was creepy or arousing.
"So uh, about before," Rainbow asked as they landed in front of the library. "Were you serious about eating ponies? I won’t crave pony meat, will I? Eating one of my friends would seriously lower my coolness factor."
Gilda rolled her eyes, refusing to dignify the question with an answer.
Rainbow dismissed the thought, flinging the library door library open. She strutted inside with Gilda following after. Twilight faced away from them as they came in, a book open in front of her, humming as she read. Gilda tilted her head and stared at Twilight as if contemplating.
"Welcome to the Golden Oaks Libra---" Twilight turned to greet the new visitors when she heard the door, but stopped mid-sentence. She took a few seconds to stare before continuing. "Wow. Um, hello Gilda... I see you're here. I take it you agreed to... the thing..."
“Yeah she agreed to the thing. Thought she wouldn't huh?” Rainbow chuckled.
"Did she have wings before?" Gilda muttered to Rainbow.
“She didn’t,” Rainbow whispered back. “She sorta got exploded and then promoted to a princess. Or something. I didn't understand what happened but here we are."
"Well don't expect me to call that cunt 'Princess'" Gilda rolled her eyes, not bothering to lower her voice or consider she didn’t know Twilight.
"Um, I can hear you," Twilight scrunched her face.
"I know you can," Gilda glared back at her, feathers poofing. "You gotta problem with that, cunt?"
Well this was going great. Rainbow needed to reign Gilda in for her own safety.
"Oooookay," Rainbow Dash moved between Gilda and Twilight. "Let's not get side-tracked. You promised, so you gotta go through with it; don't make me tell Pinkie you broke a Pinkie promise!" That was a legitimate threat.
“A what promise?” Gilda glanced aside to Rainbow Dash. “Ugh, all this Celestia-damned pony slang.”
“You...” Twilight glared at Gilda, quivering. She seemed offended, but judging by Twilight’s scent she’d gone into heat while Rainbow was on her trip. That always made mares emotional.
“Stop it Gilda!” Rainbow sighed. “Twilight, she only said it to get you peeved, so don’t shoot lasers out of your head or anything.”
“You should both watch your language,” sighed Twilight. “Fine, but after this, don’t bring her to the library unless it’s to apologize. Or check out a book. Or for legitimate scientific research.”
Gilda shrugged, then jabbed Rainbow Dash in the flank with one claw. "Don't forget the condition, Dash."
"Oh right." Rainbow said. "Gilda only agreed to help if you... make me a male griffon."
"A drake? Why?" Twilight asked.
"Why do ya think?" Rainbow shifty-eyed.
“I don't know,” Twilight peered. “I’ve never seen both species and gender magic used on a single pony. It might not seem like it, but different spells can combine in ways you don’t expect.”
"Come on," Rainbow groaned. "If you can change a pony into a breezie, giving one stallion bits should be a snap!"
During the conversation, Gilda reached a claw behind Rainbow. She groped Rainbow's slit, not hiding the action as she pushed a claw between Rainbow’s nethers. It earned a squeak from the pegasus before Gilda pulled the claw back and licked it. Rainbow Dash’s whole body stiffened, wings flexing, but didn't complain.
"Fine. but you can do better than her," Twilight sighed. "If you want to fool around in such a casual fashion, go to the spa or consider a friend instead.”
“Is that an offer?” Rainbow grinned. Banging a princess would be something she could brag about later.
“What?” Twilight blushed. “No! I mean… not that I mind the idea, but I… I didn’t mean it that way! I’m just saying… it wouldn’t be hard to find a willing mare with a decent attitude.”
“Fine,” Rainbow huffed.
“Let’s get this over with.” Twilight said. “Come back tomorrow so I can remove it.”
Twilight saw Gilda reaching for Rainbow’s plot again, so grabbed the griffon’s claw with her magic and pulled it back.
“This shouldn’t need saying,” said Twilight. “But you shouldn’t have any part of yourself inside Rainbow’s vagina when I turn it into a penis. It can cause… complications. Trust me.”
"That makes sense I guess," shrugged Gilda, licking her finger one last time. "Just remember: if you turn me into any kind of pony, no magic in Equestria will fix what I do to you."
“I won’t,” Twilight sighed. “Fair warning though, gender-shifting spells have a side effect of increasing fertility that's difficult to counter. I’ll cast a birth control on Gilda to prevent…”
“Don’t you dare,” Gilda growled. “I only agreed to the one spell.”
“Fine,” Twilight said. “If you don’t like magic, use protection. Anyway, stand still.”
Twilight breathed deep, concentrating magic into a ball above her head. An energy beam shot out towards Gilda, causing the griffon to glow until looking at her was like staring into the sun. Gilda grumbled, then clenched her beak and snorted as if the scanning spell tickled. The magic then shot through to Rainbow from both Twilight and Gilda.
The physical change was less, so didn’t feel as weird, but the gender shift made up for that. It felt like her mare bits turned inside out; Rainbow couldn’t imagine how painful it’d be without magic to ease the shift. Rainbow’s vaginal cavity and ovaries reshaped into a shaft and a set of fleshy orbs, sheath forming around it.
The rest of her body shifted too. The fur around her neck and head flowered into feathers, her muzzle hardening into a beak. Her hooves crackled as they split apart into fingers and toes. Rainbow tried to stay standing, but her hind legs collapsed and she staggered to the floor.
She was out for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes, Twilight was closer, worry in her eyes. Rainbow nodded to let her know she was fine, staggering to her feet and looking at Gilda.
Rainbow had no idea what she looked like yet, but it must have been awesome, because Gilda stared wide-eyed. She drooled in more ways than one, a few drops of fun juice hitting the floor from between Gilda’s spread hind legs.
When Rainbow Dash looked back at Twilight, she was considering the new form too. From her expression though, her feelings were mixed. Twilight used her magic to produce a long mirror in front of Rainbow, and Rainbow grinned at what she saw.
She was an awesomer than average griffon. Rainbow had never seen a cyan griffon, much less one with rainbow feather highlights on her head. Her fur and wings had remained the same colors, though her head and chest was white save for the rainbow feather accents.
Rainbow held up a claw and wiggled her fingers, which were a darker shade of blue. She lifted a hind foot to wriggle it too, blue with darker blue foot pads. Both of her new limbs had wicked claws with a serrated edge; she’d have to be careful. Her tail swished as if not under her control, blue with a rainbow tip. The new body was larger than it had been, around Big Mac’s size. Her toned muscles were bulkier than before though she kept her feminine frame. She was more a hen with a dick than a drake.
Gilda looked to be drooling at a specific part, so Rainbow looked beneath herself. She had a healthy sheath, larger than any Wonderbolt she’d had, maybe approaching ‘Big Mac’ levels of huge. Large fleshy orbs hung behind the sheath, and Rainbow wondered if those dangly bits would make it harder to walk, much less fly. That couldn't be aerodynamic.
Rainbow jerked as the grinning Gilda moved behind her. The griffon grasped at Rainbow’s ball sack, massaging the sensitive new orbs rougher than she should have. Rainbow shivered, and the sheath plumped at the attention. She had to admit it felt amazing.
"Let's see what the full goods look like," Gilda said.
"Um, excuse me?" Twilight waved a hoof. "Please get a room first."
"Fine," Gilda rolled her eyes. "Where’s your bedroom?"
“W-what?” Twilight stammered. “You can't have sex in my bed without permission!”
"Well why not?!" Gilda’s hand moved to Rainbow's sheath, claws retracted thank Celestia, and massaged the underside. "You got that dragon slave, don't you? He can wash your sheets when we’re done."
“W-what?!” Twilight was too easy to mess with. “I will not make Spike clean up your… secretions!” She put a hoof to her face. “Whatever. Rainbow, do you have condoms? If not, go ask Pinkie. She hides condoms all over Ponyville in case of condom emergencies.”
“No condoms!” Gilda said, sounding annoyed. “I’m not wasting a drop of what this beauty has loaded.”
“Fine!” Twilight growled. “I was just trying to be nice! Just go somewhere else to scramble eggs!”
Rainbow enjoyed the new sensations too much to listen to them. She shivered and grunted before spreading her legs to give Gilda more wiggle room. Gilda took the wiggle room, massaging the sheath as Rainbow's dark blue tip oozed from her sheath tip.
“Yeah, no way I'm waiting,” said Gilda. “You can call the pony patrol on me, but this gorgeous meat is going balls-deep right here and now.”
“It’s not any more illegal here than anywhere else,” Twilight sighed. “Just rude. A library isn’t the place for this! If you want to do it in front of ponies, there's a section of Ponyville Park for that.”
“Rude?” Gilda chuckled. “Both Dash and I are certified assholes, so I don’t see the problem.”
Twilight didn't say more. Instead, she encompassed the two in a wave of energy. It was a familiar energy, so Rainbow braced for the teleport. In a flash, the two love-birds vanished from the library, finding themselves above Twilight's tree-house instead.
It’s a Test Drive
Rainbow Dash stood and flapped her wings to steady herself. These wings were bigger than what she was used to, griffons needed that to make up for a lack of pegasi magic. That meant Rainbow had both now, so she had to flap slower to avoid blasting off. She wondered how fast she could go now; being a griffon would be fun in more ways than just being Gilda's boy-toy.
"Those fucking ponies and their magic!" Gilda fumed. "Whatever! I'm still not waiting!"
Gilda glided and settled within the tree house’s branches, finding a spot where she could stand. Rainbow Dash followed her belatedly, awkward as she sat next to her. She wasn't as sure about this as Gilda was since Gilda chose a spot in front of Twilight's bedroom window. No doubt Gilda wanted Twilight to catch them out of spite.
“Uh, Gilda,” Rainbow chuckled. “If you want to do it in front of ponies, the park is the best place for that. Heck, the market would be a better placed than this; at least we wouldn't be in danger of getting zapped.”
“Yeah that sounds like a blast,” Gilda shrugged. “But I’d rather peeve your pegacorn friend.”
“You sure about this?” Rainbow asked. “I want to buck, but I don't want to piss off Twilight. And you definitely don't.”
“Come on! She won’t kill us because she caught us fogging up her bedroom window,” Gilda laughed.
“Well I’m just saying…” Rainbow almost continued her complaint but paused, sniffing the air. “What’s that smell?”
Whatever it was, it was intoxicating, like a stallion to a mare in heat. Rainbow had to grasp a nearby branch to keep from wobbling.
“Oh yeah, guess you didn’t notice with your pony nose,” Gilda grinned. “I’m in heat too. Did you think I was just horny because of your awesomeness?”
“Kinda, yeah,” Rainbow swayed, shaking her head to clear it. It didn’t work.
“Well, that was kinda it,” grinned Gilda. “But the heat helps.”
Less able to defend herself, it almost threw Dash out of the tree as Gilda bowled her onto her back. The back of Dash’s head thumped against Twilight's window.
“Ow!” Rainbow groaned, though the arousal dulled the pain. “Calm down, G, we got the whole day to do this!”
Gilda was way more eager than she expected. She slid a claw down Rainbow's chest, scratching across her belly and to her sheath, once again squeezing and massaging it. Gilda breathed heavy like she’d just flew a marathon.
“Take the compliment, dufus,” Gilda grinned. “I don’t demote myself to sperm sponge for just anygriff.”
“Not complaining!” Rainbow chuckled. “This is awesome!”
“It’s more than awesome,” Gilda’s eyes narrowed. “I want you to breed me, Dash.”
Dash squirmed as Gilda massaged her shaft, relaxing as Gilda's hands danced against her his-bits. One claw stroked up and down the sheath, the other sliding along Rainbow’s sack and fondling both orbs. Dash's shiny new bits responded, sliding free faster than before. Gilda tugged her sheath back, revealing more of the throbbing instrument.
“Breed?” panted Rainbow. She took too long to register the implication, but she did. “Gilda, I like you, but I don’t know if we should start a family…”
“Calm your seed sack,” Gilda rolled her eyes. “It’s a figure of speech.”
Rainbow assumed that meant that Gilda was on ‘egg control’. She was surely just antagonizing Twilight earlier.
Rainbow’s foggy mind didn’t consider if Gilda was lying or not. Instead she looked at her new swollen organ. She now understood why stallions got stupid when horny, and with the size of the dick Rainbow got, it stole a lot of blood that her brain should be using.
The shaft was more a monster than an equine shaft. The head was less blunt, but thicker near the base. It had barbs and ridges decorating the entire length, ready to rake against a hen’s sensitive inner reaches. Rainbow could take one, but she imagined the average mare would scream at the sight. Griffon hens must be tough bitches; that explained Gilda's personality.
As Gilda pulled the sheath all the way back, it revealed a knot at the base, something Dash was certain wasn't on feline or avian anatomy. Then again, Rainbow wasn't an expert on the penis structure of various creatures like Fluttershy.
"Look at that beast." If Gilda’s grin grew larger, it might have cracked her face in half. "Come on Dash, you've called me a slut before. Loosen up and let fly with the names, I'm just your personal egg-factory right now."
"Yeah, you are a slut," Rainbow panted, splaying out her legs. "But we aren't gonna make any eggs... you said you were on foal control, right?"
Gilda huffed and lowered her head to her pulsating shaft. Rainbow froze when she saw that razor-sharp beak inches from her new best-bits, but thanks to a long tongue, Gilda lapped all around it avoiding injury to anything vital. Gilda coiled her tongue around it to stroke, coating every ridge and barb with glistening saliva. Her warm breath was intoxicating against her, and Rainbow became putty in her claws.
Rainbow relaxed, deciding that Gilda didn't intend to do anything that would risk pregnancy. Gilda seemed annoyed at her lack of effort, placing Rainbow’s claw on her head as if demanding to be cock-choked. Rainbow wasn't sure how she felt about this, given that would put her hooked beak all the way around her precious bits.
Gilda somewhat eased those concerns when she opened her beak wider, unhinging it. Her tongue wrapped about her shaft, pulling it into her beak, nestling it right up against her throat, which swallowed teasingly against her. She stopped, wanting Rainbow to make her instead.
Rainbow figured that she may as well; even if the beak caused damage, these bits weren't a permanent addition. Besides, she was aching to abuse her old friend in retribution for her bitchiness during the last visit. She danced her fingers about on Gilda's head, waiting for her eyes to glare up in annoyance, before shoving her head downward.
She intended just to push in a little, but the warm, tight throat felt too amazing. It was her first experience having her new shaft inside something living, and she went crazy. She placed her other claw atop Gilda’s head, pushing her down all the way, not stopping until Gilda's beak pushed against her belly. The beak tip poked a bit, but nothing she couldn’t ignore when this horny. The squeezing of the gagging throat on her cock was incredible, choking convulsions massaging her. She couldn't imagine even Gilda’s pussy felt better.
"That what you wanted, cock-sucker?" Rainbow panted, pulling Gilda's head back up, grinding the barbs against her sensitive throat in the process. She gave her enough room for a quick breath before forcing her back down. " I always thought you preferred carpet, G. I didn't have a clue how much of a cock-fiend you are."
Gilda's eyes rolled back, either from pleasure or lack of oxygen, but she didn’t struggle. Rainbow stared as the girth of her shaft bulged Gilda’s neck with each thrust. She could even see the ripples along Gilda's neck as she choked. Maybe it was just the new experience, but this felt every bit as good as getting rammed balls-deep by a stallion. She could only imagine what Gilda’s other entrances were like.
Gilda turned around though kept her throat impaled on her shaft. Lost in bliss, Rainbow barely noticed until Gilda's behind was above her face, a few drops of warmth dribbling on Rainbow’s beak from the sopping wet slit. She licked the fluid up, every bit as delicious as she remembered her.
Rainbow wasn't sure at all about this. She was all for licking out Gilda’s honey pot for old times’ sake, but if her beak nicked Gilda, Gilda might bite down in revenge. Then again, she’d be even more likely to bite if she didn’t do what she wanted. Gilda indicated she wanted domination, but was the most aggressive submissive Rainbow had ever seen.
She opened her beak as wide as she could. It was easier than it looked to open as much as Gilda had, and Rainbow wondered what griffons ate whole that required this ability. It felt weird to pop her jaw out of joint.
Rainbow slid her tongue across Gilda's slit. The flavor was familiar but far more delicious. The aroma of Gilda’s fertility filled Rainbow’s lungs, almost hypnotizing her. No matter how much she knew she shouldn’t, it made her want to fuel Gilda’s egg factory more than ever. The secretions slid down her tongue and into her beak as soon as she touched it. Gilda pushed her hips down, not caring when she got poked.
Her new tongue was longer, she tasted depths of pussy that she'd never reached. She pushed Gilda’s firm lips apart, stroking the insides while moving one claw to tweak at her clit. The other claw continued to hold Gilda’s head, gripping harder and extending her claws. She moaned and arched her back, so close to her first male climax.
And then Gilda pulled her head off, leaving Rainbow's cock to flop against her belly, pulsing in complaint at the sudden hole deprivation.
"Hay!" Rainbow grumbled, sitting up again. "I thought you said you wanted it!"
"What?" Gilda half-chuckled as she turned and pushed Rainbow back down onto her back. "You think I'm gonna let you drop your first load of egg batter in my stomach? No fucking way; this monster’s gonna paint my womb white."
Gilda spread her legs to straddle Rainbow cowgirl-style. She rolled her hips, grinding her sopping wet cock-warmer against the shaft. Rainbow tried to play it cool and not thrust too soon, but her hips worked against her will and her shaft grinded against Gilda. Their bodies slipped against each other with a series of lewd smacking sounds.
“You said you were on egg control right?” panted Rainbow. It was surprising she was conscious enough to even think of that.
“Nope,” grinned Gilda.
"Whoa!" Rainbow said. "I thought we agreed not to do anything that might cause pregnancy!"
"I never agreed to that, dufus," Gilda laughed. "Eh, but fine, you can pull out before you go off."
They both knew Rainbow wouldn’t be able to do that. Rainbow put her claws against Gilda’s hips, shaking as she thought about pushing her off, but the heat from that pussy felt so good. Gilda lined herself up with Rainbow’s eager shaft, and Rainbow found herself pulling Gilda’s hips downward instead.
She impaled her friend on her fuck spire, groaning at the texture of slick, squeezing griffon flesh gliding down her length. Gilda gripped Rainbow’s shoulders and pushed herself down again. The determined hen forced it all the way and their wet bellies slapped together.
Gilda pulled upwards, shaking violently as Rainbow's barbs raked her most sensitive inner flesh, each rib and barb popping wetly as they flicked over her moist lips. They collided as if Gilda were a jackhammer, Rainbow unable to think thanks to the unimaginable bliss. Leaves and loose branches tumbled from the branch from their impacts.
Gilda’s pussy was even better than her throat, a hell of a lot better. No doubt that was what Gilda, and Rainbow’s cock, wanted her to think. The instinct to pump that fertile snatch full of seed took over her body, with her brain holding on by a thread.
"G-Gilda," said the little sentience left in Rainbow. "We should stop..." Rainbow sure as Tartarus didn’t stop ramming her though.
“Not. a. fucking. chance,” Gilda panted. “You have no idea how long I've waited for this, and this is my one chance to make chicks with the only girl I ever loved.” She groaned. “Damn that was cheesy.”
Rainbow wasn't sure if she should feel touched or creeped out; probably both. She gave it one last shot to stop herself. The effort to push Gilda’s hips away only made her grip harder until her claws poked through Gilda’s flesh like thumb tacks. It should have hurt, but Gilda squealed in delight at the aggression.
It was hopeless and Rainbow knew it. Well, since it was hopeless, she may as well enjoy the baby making!
Rainbow rolled, flipping Gilda over onto her back. Gilda's legs clenched around her hips like a vice, grabbing Rainbow’s hips in her claws too, like she thought Rainbow might escape. Rainbow ignored any pain thanks to her fuck-high and pinned Gilda. She pulled her hips up and slammed herself forward, nailing Gilda against the tree.
"You want it that bad?" Rainbow groaned. "You want knocked up with awesome? Then that's what you're getting!"
“Lame,” groaned Gilda. “Try again, dumbass.”
“Shut up and take it, cock sock!” Rainbow growled. “Lame or not, your pussy is mine.”
“Better…” Gilda panted, her tongue hanging out one side of her beak, dominantly submissive. “Fuck yeah, fill this cock sock.”
Gilda shivered when Rainbow took control, even more than she did when enraged. The griffon’s movements against her were brutal even with her held in a pile-driver position by Rainbow. Her sopping wet flesh convulsed around her cock, more intense with each shove, twisting and pulsing around her.
Rainbow knew what was about to happen, and she was eager to feel a maregasm from a male perspective. Gilda's cunt convulsed over her meat, squeezing as fuck honey poured down their thighs and drooled from the swinging sack. Gilda shrieked so loud that the neighbors would hear it, not to mention anyone in the tree house.
"Never creamed that hard for me before, bucking cock slut!" Rainbow lost all reluctance.
“Well you’ve never been breeding me, fuck nut,” Gilda squeaked. “So come on, knock your hen up, quench the cum-thirsty cunt.”
Rainbow thought about making her beg for it, but couldn’t hold herself long enough to try. She squawked as loud as Gilda had, tremors shaking her as the orgasmic seizure shocked her system. She pounded jets of thick, fertile griffon sperm to flood Gilda's eager womb. Rainbow had never experienced such an amazing surge of pleasure.
The knot of her dick swelled and the wet pop of Rainbow forcing it in and out between Gilda’s tight love lips joined the already audible lewdness. She packed her seed in as long as she could, straining harder the more it swelled, sweaty athletic muscles bulging with the effort. Soon her knot's size exceeded her thrusting force, and she found herself stuck belly-deep inside the impregnated femme. Rainbow pushed her upper body closer to Gilda and felt Gilda’s belly swell from the amount of sperm deposited there.
Neither of them cared about being trapped together. They pushed their sweaty bodies together, wrapping their wings around one another, running their claws over one another’s form and twirling their tongues together, deep kisses exchanging flavors. Each wanted to touch as much of their lover at once as they could.
Rainbow snapped out of her lustful episode though when Gilda stopped moving.
"What?" Rainbow chuckled, "Did I knock you out with my awesome skills?"
"Look into the window," Gilda said, her smirk audible.
Rainbow’s head swooned as she turned to Twilight's window. There was Twilight, sitting on her haunches behind the bed, both front hooves between her thighs and breathing heavily. A pen and parchment floated near her; she’d taken at least a dozen pages of notes about the shameless act of griffon breeding outside her window.
It took Twilight a moment before she realized that the cat-birds had stopped and were staring at her with wide grins. Her eyes widened as she realized they had seen her, squeaking loud enough for the griffons to hear through the closed window. Twilight dropped the pen and parchment, but kept her head up, blushing up a storm.
Rainbow thought it couldn't get any better, but it did. Spikes head poked up from behind the bed to see what was wrong; Twilight’s hooves hadn’t been rubbing at herself as much as holding Spike’s head. Twilight pushed him back down with both hooves, her blush doubling, but was easy to notice how wet Spike's muzzle had been with Twilight’s secretions.
Gilda laughed. It’d be hard to get inside with Rainbow still stuck inside her, but she pulled the window open, anyway.
"What'cha doin' pony?" Gilda asked. "Did that purple pony princess pussy get wet watching us?"
"This isn't what it-" Twilight stammered, then sighed. "Okay, this is what it looks like. I had cast an invisibility spell, but it must have slipped due to… excitement. Sorry... I... it was for science! You know um.... there aren’t a lot of books on griffon mating habits."
"But I’m not a real griffon," Rainbow said. "I doubt I buck like one. You sure you weren't just taking notes to clop to later?"
"How old is your slave, pony?" Gilda chose another route than Rainbow.
“Older than he looks!” Twilight defended. “I hatched him when I was eight, dragons just age slower because they live longer.”
“I'm old enough!” Spike claimed, licking her lips as he popped her head back up again. “And I’m not a slave, I’m a number one assistant!”
“Yeah, you’re ‘assisting’ all right,” Rainbow smirked, and answered Gilda. “He’s nine, but believe me, if you’d felt a dragon tongue, you’d indulge too.” It was awkward to argue with Rainbow’s cock stuck inside Gilda's egg factory, but also hotter than Rainbow wanted to admit.
“And how do you know?” Twilight asked Rainbow with motherly anger, but shifty-eyed at her own hypocrisy. She turned the conversation back to Gilda to distract. “Why would you want to blackmail me into sex, anyway? You hate me!”
“Me hating you doesn’t make you less hot,” Gilda said. “Besides, it’d be Dash fucking you. I figure she’d like that.”
“Wait,” Rainbow said. “You can’t decide who I buck.”
“For crying out loud, say fuck!” Gilda face-clawed. “Damn pony slang. Anyway, shut up, it’s not like you’d pass up royal pussy. Anyway, what is the legal age for fucking in Equestria?”
Rainbow started to speak, but Gilda reached up and clamped his beak shut, wanting Twilight to answer this one.
“Eighteen…” Twilight stammered. “But it’s not like everypony waits until they’re that age, most start around the same time they get their cutie mark.”
“Well yeah, with each other,” Rainbow smirked. “Not with adult mares and stallions.”
"It's different!" Spike claimed, "I'm a dragon. Dragons mature faster than ponies cause they live longer."
“That doesn’t…” Twilight blushed. “Spike please be quiet for a moment.”
“He’s not just a few years younger,” Gilda smirked. “He’s like half your age, ya pedo. Unless there’s an exception in your pony law for dragons?”
“N-no... there isn't,” Twilight bit her lower lip, her desire to impart knowledge overriding her desire to not get into trouble. “The law states it is regardless of species.” Twilight took a much more polite tone. “Please, I'm sorry about before. Just...”
"Gilda uh," Rainbow whispered. "I think you're going too far. I mean I’m not innocent of that sort of thing myself and you sure aren’t."
"What would happen to you if I turned you in?" Gilda asked, ignoring Dash, "No point in hiding it; I can always look it up myself."
“There might be prison time involved, five to ten years,” sighed Twilight. “And they’d place me on the sex offender list...”
"And the list would..." Gilda quirked an eyebrow.
Twilight sighed, "I wouldn't be allowed to live near schools and would be required to inform any neighbors of my status. I would also be banned from working in certain industries while others would have the right to deny me on the basis of my inclusion on the list."
“And your ‘princesshood’?” Gilda’s grin grew wider.
“It… I would lose that, yes,” sighed Twilight. She was tearing up now. “Please, Gilda… we don’t have to… damn it…”
"Gilda," Rainbow said, "Let it go."
Rainbow wasn't sure she'd witness on Gilda's side if she went to the authorities. That might cause real issues since she was now the father of Gilda's chick, so she hoped it was a decision she wouldn't have to make.
Rainbow drew quiet as the full realization hit her that she had fathered a chick with Gilda. She hoped she didn’t regret that decision. Or not regret it and hate herself later, but it was hard to deny how arousing this situation was getting.
"I'm doing it for you, Dashie," Gilda reached up and mushed Rainbow's head feathers, and then looked back at Twilight. "Make Rainbow's change permanent."
"I-I can't," Twilight went pale. "Please... it's for her own good. If she stays in that form too long it will cause serious psychological damage... It may have already... Brains aren’t meant to be shoved into a new body like that. It’s complicated."
"Gilda?" Rainbow snapped back to reality and wasn't sure she wanted that either. "It's fine, I never said I wanted it to be permanent." She pulled back his hips, the knot relaxed enough for her to withdraw from Gilda with a loud slurp.
"Well, I'll wait to threaten her until you have decided," smirked Gilda, confident she would come around. "But I don't think she should get off free either though." Gilda licked her beak, "You ever been in a threesome, Dash? I know I’m up for another round..."
"A-another round?" stammered Twilight, "You can't mean..."
"You up for another round too, Dash?" Gilda winked. "Not every day you get a chance to sink into some prime purple princess pony pussy, and plenty of ways I can molest her, too."
"Whoa there!" Rainbow chuckled, "Me... forcing myself on Twilight is right out..." She tried to sound convincing, but she knew she didn't. She couldn't take her eyes off Twilight's plot; it somehow looked way hotter than before. "Besides, I don't wanna knock her up too..."
"Griffons can't knock up ponies, ya dork," Gilda rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm gonna get SOMETHING out of this information. If I can't have Dash as a drake forever, I'm at least gonna get to get my rape on with a namby pamby pony princess."
“Actually, a griffin can impregnate a pony.” Twilight only spent a few seconds in information-dispensing mode before her face grew into a more serious glare. “You know, raping me would be more illegal than me getting oral sex from Spike. And I’m in season.”
For ponies, being in season meant that almost no magic would prevent pregnancy; pony reproduction itself was magical after all. That explained why Twilight looked so very fuckable though, her scent was affecting Rainbow far more than it would have as a mare.
"Whatever," Gilda waved a claw dismissively. "First, if you turned me in you'd be dooming Dash to the same fate, which you wouldn’t. Second, I can go home to the Griffon Kingdom, so ONLY Dash will get into trouble for it. What are you gonna do, have Princess Sun-butt invade us? And what’s left of our government won’t do anything either. I mean we EAT ponies, and not always in the fun way. I could gut a pony in public there and the most trouble I'd get is cleaning up the mess."
"Rainbow already said she's not raping me," Twilight pointed out, face twisted as if trying to hold back tears.
“And I say you’re not too!” Spike tried to sound brave, even if he still had Twilight’s juice dripping from his muzzle.
"You sure about that, sweetheart?" Gilda motioned to Dash with her beak.
It was then Rainbow realized her staring at Twilight's plot had become more noticeable, as was the saliva that was drooling down one side of her open beak. She couldn't help it; what drake or stallion wouldn’t get frisky at the chance to bang royalty? Maybe Twilight was right, and she was brain damaged, but she was so close to not caring.
"Rainbow Dash?" Twilight whispered. "Are you... going to rape me?"
"I... you could say yes and I wouldn’t have to?" Rainbow's head was spinning, "I'm sorry, Twi... I... oh wow... it’s just you smell so bucking good right now."
"Fine," Twilight’s face looked down at the floor in front of her, though her eyes shifted to Spike. "I don't want you hurt Spike, go downstairs and don't come back until I come down there for you... even if I scream for help. Promise me."
"I don’t know if I can promise that," Spike froze, twiddling his thumbs together, unsure how to cope with what was happening.
“Fuck no,” said Gilda. “He stays.”
“If you touch Spike...” warned Twilight.
“Didn’t say I would touch him,” shrugged Gilda, even if Rainbow knew Gilda would. “You think I want the tiny pecker he packs? Besides, I’m not the foal-fiddler in the room.”
“Oh stop it,” Rainbow rolled her eyes, knowing Gilda had no qualms with underage partners herself.
"Fine," Twilight sighed, "Spike, stay here... but don't get close, and no interfering under any circumstance."
"Y-yes, Twilight..." Spike backed into a corner. He added more quietly, "I'm sorry..." Clearly, he blamed himself for poking he head up at the wrong time, and rightly so. Idiot.
It's Easy Being a Griffon (Dark Version)
It’s a Rape
Rainbow looked at Twilight, who had her head lowered. Twilight looked back, the first of many tears rolling down her face.
"I just want you to know that I forgive you, Rainbow... this is my fault,” Twilight said. “I shouldn't have changed you when I knew there might be psychological side effects."
"Yeah it is your fault, insufferable bitch," Gilda said but smirked. “I forgive you though. Now I get to watch your prissy pussy get pummeled.”
Gilda moved to Twilight and slid a claw beneath Twilight's chin and make her look upward. She leaned forward as if to kiss but instead ran her tongue along the side of Twilight's face to lap at her tears.
"You know this isn't the first time I've held someone down for a good rape,” said Gilda. “Though bagging a pegacorn really takes the cake. Have you even had a cock in you before? Like an actual stallion, not a tiny underage prick."
“Alicorn,” corrected Rainbow drunkenly.
“I-I haven't gone that far with Spike,” Twilight claimed. “But yes, I have.” Twilight blushed brightly; she was a bad liar.
It was easy to believe she'd not gone all the way with Spike though considering what Rainbow knew about dragon cum. She found out how hot dragon cum was when she gave Spike's double dicks a blow in payment for his tongue action. She smirked, hoping Gilda would have a go with Spike so she'd find that out the hard way.
Once she recovered from her thoughts, Rainbow took a deep breath, trotting to Twilight. Was she really going to do this? Rape one of his best friends? She hated herself but also wanted Twilight so bad. She rationalized it wasn’t rape since Twilight wasn’t struggling to escape. If Twilight wanted, she could murder them in seconds.
In fact she could wipe Gilda’s memory of what she saw, so maybe she really wanted this and couldn’t admit it? Or maybe she couldn’t bring herself to use ‘unethical’ magic even now; both seemed plausible to Rainbow but she really wanted it to be the former.
"How should I position myself, Rainbow?" Twilight asked, choking on her tears.
It was strange to Rainbow that her soon rape victim was asking for specifics, but she answered with an awkward chuckle, "Just stand with head down and plot up I guess?"
Twilight nodded before she climbed onto her bed. She spread her hind legs and draped her tail upwards to lay on her rump and leave herself exposed. Her slit was moist, fur matted and moist from Spike's affections, though Rainbow convinced herself that Twilight was getting wetter. Twilight raised her rump up as far as she could, lowering her head and bracing herself against the headboard.
"I hope you enjoy yourself, Rainbow," Twilight murmured, “But… can I ask you not ejaculate inside?”
"I’ll think about it," Rainbow answered, as if she could think that much when climaxing. “So other than that, you're okay with it now?”
"No Rainbow," Twilight sighed. "I am not, but I hope you enjoy raping me so at least some good comes from this."
The statement was designed to make guilt, but Rainbow’s brain wasn’t equipped for that now, so she rationalized Twilight secretly wanted it instead.
“You better believe some good will cum from this,” grinned Gilda, patting Twilight's behind. “And this.”
Gilda yanked Twilight's tail, pulling her away from the headboard. Gilda moved in front of her instead and grinned with a perfect predatory grin.
"I hope I enjoy it too," Rainbow moved behind her. "Um... I mean I hope you enjoy it too."
"She's not gonna enjoy it, Dash," Gilda laughed. "It's rape. That's why it's fun, and I better see you having fun, no going easy on her. Go to town on that royal fuck hole, talk down to her like the dirty slut she is, make her hurt." Before Rainbow could protest, she added, "If you don't I'll make her give me a dick and I'll show you how it's done. You know whatever you do, I'll do something worse to her AND you." She reached a claw to grasp Twilight's neck until she gasped for air. "And you, I better see those hips rolling and getting into it. It’s in your best interest to pleasure your rapists, believe me.”
"Gilda..." Rainbow chuckled. "Are you giving us... rape lessons?"
“How can a female talk like that?” sniffled Twilight, voice squeaking with the claw gripping her. “If you’d ever been treated like this...”
“Maybe I am,” Gilda grinned at Rainbow and chuckled at Twiliight. “For your information, you sheltered royal fuck, I’ve been on your end of this more often than not and hated it. I know exactly the humiliation you’re feeling, and that's has my pregnant cunt sopping wet.”
Rainbow heard rumors that rape was more common than consenting sex among griffons and it wasn't hard to believe.
Twilight's horn glowed, tempted to take care of things, but Rainbow knew Twilight didn't like hurting others and she was too honest to deny it if Gilda turned her in. The only thing she could do to save her dignity was kill or mind-wipe Gilda, but Twilight wouldn't, especially now that she knew Gilda was pregnant with Rainbow's chick.
Gilda slid a claw over Twilight's back to her rear, tracing a claw up her hind leg, gripping her soft ass. She slid beneath Twilight, laying on her back, facing the opposite direction, her face beneath Twilight’s unwilling slit. She wanted a good view of the imminent defilement.
Gilda moved one leg about Twilight’s head, pulling the alicorn’s face towards her drenched thighs, giving the silent order for what she wanted. Twilight scrunched her face in disgust, but ran her tongue along Gilda's well-used slit, tasting Gilda's juice and Rainbow's cum.
Rainbow looked at the scene: Twilight reluctantly lapping at Gilda, tears rolling down the allicorn's face, body shivering as she braced herself for a painful mounting. She knew she should be disgusted and want to help Twilight, but no. She wanted nothing more than to do as Gilda said. Rainbow's cock was rock solid, as if it hadn't been sated for weeks, needful to the point of literal pain.
Rainbow was glad Gilda threatened to do worse if Rainbow didn't because Rainbow WANTED to be rough with Twilight. She couldn't think of anything more arousing than her friend squirming and sobbing beneath her, and now she could do it without Twilight blaming her because Gilda told her to, right?
Rainbow mounted her friend, though with the height difference she could have stood over her. That wouldn't have been as fun, so she grasped Twilight's hips with her claws, digging against her flank, just shy of penetrating Twilight's flesh even if sorely tempted to slice her open. She sat on her haunches and pushed against Twilight's clenched slit, forcing her lips apart enough to nestle there, her victim's body tensing in dreaded anticipation.
"Here it comes, you self-important bitch," Gilda groaned as she watched. "This is what you deserve. Now brace yourself, this is bigger than the boy-cock you’re used to. Rainbow?”
“Yeah,” Rainbow panted, realizing Gilda wanted her to talk too. “Just what you deserve. You'll never have normal sex again, cause when I'm done the thought of it will make you clench in pain.”
Rainbow shoved her hips forward, cock stretching Twilight's clenched hole. She meant to go easier, but groaned as she felt the wet grip of labia roll down his cock, popping over each ridge and barb, and couldn’t stop. She rammed it down to her knot, which took a second heave to force inside.
Her belly smacked Twilight’s plot, balls-deep in the reluctant pussy. She felt Twilight's hymen stretch and pop around her shaft, blood trickling down her balls. Whatever Twilight claimed before, she'd definitely been virgin seconds earlier. Rainbow shivered at the thought of robbing Twilight's purity.
Twilight's eyes nearly popped out, not having expected so much pain. The shaft forced her tunnel open deeper than she'd ever felt, all the way to her womb where it slammed her cervix. Rainbow pushed harder, threatening to punch through into her womb. Twilight tried to roll her hips back as told but all they did was shake violently. The convulsions felt amazing for Rainbow.
Gilda's slit muffled Twilight's scream, making Gilda moan from the vibrations it sent through her tunnel. She squeezed Twilight's head with a claw, forcing her muzzle against the wicked griffon cunt harder. Twilight gagged as she lapped, her tongue pressing between the lips and twisting, but pony tongues were shorter than what Gilda wanted. Gilda pulled harder, labia stretching against Twilight's muzzle until it popped inside the griffon's cunt. Twilight's snout sank eye deep inside Gilda, still screaming as she was used as a living vibrator.
Rainbow didn't pause before drawing back, giving Twilight her first taste of barbs dragging against the sensitive fuck flesh. Twilight jerked more as she screamed again. She expected it to become less painful than the first thrust, but Rainbow wanted to prove her wrong. Twilight's rear legs nearly collapsed, but Rainbow hdld her plot off the floor with her razor claws.
Rainbow squealed in delight at the sound of Twilight's sobbing muffled by Gilda's cunt, seeming to exponentially increase her pleasure. It wasn't long before she beat down the door to Twilight's womb and fully defiled her most sacred depths.
She was raping one of her best friends and couldn't believe how great it felt. Rainbow's betrayal of Twilight's trust and Twilight's despair as her friend turned on her only made it more arousing.
Rainbow took long rapid thrusts, tormenting Twilight's pussy each stroke, never slowing to let her adjust. Even when tempted to slow down to enjoy it, Rainbow didn't want to chance Twilight feeling pleasure from this; Twilight's agony was the hottest part. She dug her claws into Twilight's flanks harder, working them into the soft pony flesh, feeling the warm blood drooling down Twilight's flanks.
Gilda opened her beak to catch red-tinted cunt juice drooling from Twilight's twat. She slammed her hips against Twilight's head, giving her enough breath to scream and then shoving her back in to enjoy the vibrations of her screeching. She continued her violent face-fucking of Twilight even as her new mate gave the alicorn an equal treatment up her juicy cunt. As one claw held Twilight's head, the other gripped her breasts, squeezing one and then the other, enjoying how the soft flesh gave to her claws. She twisted each one painfully, claws leaving welts along the sensitive flesh and adding to Twilight's torture.
Gilda enjoyed herself and the sight of Rainbow giving Twilight the rape she deserved; finally the ponies that took Rainbow away would all get it. She pulled Twilight's face firmly against her, feeling like she was about to stuff her whole head in, pussy convulsing harder as she went over. As her fuck honey washed over Twilight's face, she held Twilight's muzzle inside her orgasmic hen-hole. Twilight tried to hold her breath but couldn't manage, breathing a lung-full of slick Griff-goo instead, body twitching as she gagged and gargled the juice.
"Now this is a proper rape," Gilda groaned. "You like it Dash? The feel of a helpless, unwilling female squirming beneath you? Royalty no less. I love a drake that knows how to dominate."
"FUCK yes I love it!" Rainbow Dash moaned. "How does it feel, Twilight? Being a princess doesn't keep you from sobbing when I ram your cunt full of awesome fuck meat, does it?"
Twilight responded with the pitiful wet sound of her attempts to breathe, shaking her head to tell Rainbow that it was hurting more than she thought it would, but that was what Rainbow wanted. She wanted to force the humiliated alicorn to submit to her in every way. She wanted her to remember this pain every time she looked at Rainbow.
Rainbow Dash arched her back as he continued to plunder Twilight, yanking her tail hard as she continued. She grasped her mane in her beak, yanking hard enough to rip out a chunk, earning another yelp from Twilight, as much as she could with her muzzle submerged in Gilda.
Rainbow knew she should hate what Gilda had her doing but loved it. She reached to squeeze Twilight's throat, making sure her air was completely cut off and Twilight grew even more purple than usual. Twilight didn't throw them off, expecting them to let her breathe again at any moment, but Rainbow was too immersed in the bliss to do anything of the sort.
Twilight's suffering was intoxicating. Rainbow couldn't last any longer, squealing as she exploded inside the alicorn, flooding her. Twilight's belly swelled with Rainbow's girth and seed and she kept packing more inside. Twilight collapsed beneath Rainbow as she unloaded wave after wave of thick griffin cum. Rainbow thrust as her knot swelled, stretching Twilight wider. She only stopped when the swelling locked her inside of Twilight's snatch enough that she couldn't pull it back again. She continued blasting Twilight full, not letting a drop of fertile seed escape.
Gilda grinned wider. She stopped thrusting but held Twilight's face against her, keeping the pony's muzzle deep inside her snatch letting her breath nothing but cunt honey. Whether or not she was attempting to murder Twilight on purpose or just lost in the moment, the sight was too arousing for Rainbow to stop it. It was then Rainbow realized snuffing Twilight might be even hotter than leaving her with a rape-foal, and she was losing the shame she should have for such thoughts.
Twilight drew the line at being killed though as her horn glowed. Gilda was ripped out from beneath them and thrown across the room. Twilight took several heavy breaths to cure her dizziness, gagging Gilda’s pussy juice from her lungs into a thick puddle on the bed as Gilda slammed the wall on the other side of the room.
“Oh Celestia, you came inside!” Twilight sobbed when she could.
“Hope you’re ready to be a single mom, Twi,” Rainbow purred. “Cause I'm not supporting your foal too.”
“She’s a fucking princess,” laughed Gilda, now upside down against the far wall. Her aroused high had nullified most of the pain. “She can afford to raise one on her own. Or have it scraped out, whichever.”
“Please,” begged Twilight. “You had your fun, give me a rest to cast a spell to stop it.”
"You think we're done, Twi?" Rainbow chuckled. She seriously considered not letting Twilight live long enough to worry about pregnancy but thought better of saying so yet. She'd see where things went.
It’s a Foursome
"I haven't fucked your tail hole yet." Rainbow grinned.
"W-what?" Twilight grunted, "Oh we're NOT doing that!" Twilight's eyes filled with fear. If getting it up the pleasure pot hurt so much, she couldn't imagine how much getting it up the behind would.
"You will if you don't want all Equestria knowing you fuck your underage slave," Gilda laughed and pulled herself off the floor. "Dash gets to fuck you as long as she wants, in any hole and any way she wants."
"But that seems like it'd hurt," Twilight grunted, "Even more than..."
“Yeah, it'll hurt,” Rainbow panted. “We're not 'making love' Twilight. I'm raping you, and I'll make sure my awesome dick gives you all the agony it can. Now get on your back facing me, I wanna see the pain in your eyes.”
Rainbow pulled her shaft out, making Twilight groan as the knot stretched her pussy wider than ever. Rainbow felt too dizzy to fling her around, but Twilight rolled onto her back on her own, splaying her wings and legs and choking on another sob.
Seeing her like this was so hot. The power trip of such a powerful being submitting to any torment Rainbow dished out was incredible.
It was at this point that Spike couldn't hold back regardless of what Twilight made him promise. He wasn’t fast enough though and his efforts to lunge at Rainbow got him snatched by Gilda. She clamped one claw down around his muzzle before he cried out, squeezing so hard that it looked like she might crack his teeth.
Spike struggled to pull her off with his little claws, but Gilda responded with a wicked grin, moaning to drown out the sound he was making. She pushed him onto his back and pinned him with her other claw grasping his belly. She leaned down, staring into his eyes.
“If you try to call for help,” Gilda whispered, loud enough that Rainbow heard, but Twilight missed it due to her own sobbing. “Or if you resist, I will snap her fucking neck. She can’t cast fast enough to stop that, and you KNOW I won’t hesitate regardless of what my mate wants. I can leave all three of your corpses here to rot and not feel a pinch of guilt.”
Twilight didn’t take a second off from weeping, but turned her rump upwards when Rainbow flopped her shaft against her belly, giving her friend a better rape angle. Rainbow pushed her tapered tip against the tight pucker, the slick coat of fuck juice on her pulsating cock the only lubrication for the dry virgin tail hole.
Rainbow stared into her eyes as he pushed his pecker against her pucker then, grasping her sides and digging his claws in with no hesitation. She enjoyed Twilight’s face twisting with agony as she popped inside, warm flesh rolling down his length once again. She forced her shaft as far as she could though her half-swollen knot got in the way. That didn’t stop her, pushing until the tight flesh popped around the knot and his wet belly smacked against Twilight's well-raped pussy. She savored every twitch and yelp as she forced into Twilight.
“Squirm,” groaned Rainbow. “I'm not leaving any part of you unraped. I want you to suffer like you deserve.”
Rainbow knew Twilight didn't deserve this. But the innocence of the one she tormented made it even more intense. She loved this as much as Twilight hated it.
She savored the increased strength of this new body, too. Even with a dick, she couldn't have penetrated a virgin ass on the first thrust as a pony. Forcing her whole knot into the dry hole got painful as the thin layer of lubrication wore off, but it was worth the pain it would cause Twilight, to see her face twist further in agony.
Twilight screamed and arched her back as Rainbow leaned forward to hear her delicious scream better. Rainbow dragged her cock back, ripping out the knot and grinding across Twilight's insides with thick barbs once again. She took long, quick strokes, all his force put into each thrust. Twilight's face showed her torment, tears streaming down her face. That alone would have made Rainbow cream hard had she not gone twice already.
Rainbow lapped Twilight's face, cutting her check with her beak as she tasted her delicious tears. The more Twilight’s face twisted in the agony of vicious asshole rape, the more Rainbow grinned. She tried to hold her orgasm back, wanting to make Twilight suffer as long as possible before hosing her torn insides with burning seed.
Gilda moved behind Rainbow to enjoy the view of Rainbow enjoying herself. She reached a hind claw to drag Spike with her, pulling him across the floor on his back. Gilda moved Spike where Twilight and he couldn't see one another well.
Behind Rainbow, Gilda ground her hips forward against Rainbow's plot as Rainbow pummeled the princess, and then back to rub her drenched, impregnated slit against Spike’s belly. Spike's shafts quickly slid from his reptilian slit, unable to hold in his arousal longer. Shafts, because dragons like Spike had double in that area.
Rainbow smirked at Gilda’s quirked eyebrow as she realized Spike had two. Not only that, but they were an impressive two. They weren't just big for his size, but they had a rough scaly texture and stiffer barbs than even Rainbow's impressive griffon bits. The barbs splayed around about the heads made them look more like implements of torture than cocks.
While a mare might react with second thoughts about putting those inside her, Gilda's eyes lit up with interest. Her day was getting better and better. Not only did she get to help rape a princess, possibly to death, but she got a painful fucking herself.
“Oh fuck yeah, this is gonna hurt so good,” Gilda licked her beak.
Now that he knew Gilda wanted to fuck rather than harm him, Spike was more cooperative. He smiled without meaning to as he gripped Gilda’s wide hips, body eager for the warmth of real fuck holes. Twilight's sobs of agony faded into the background for him as his draconic instincts took over.
He shoved his hips once he felt the heat of Gilda’s best bits against him. She reached one claw to help him with targeting and pushed down, first pushing his upper dick into her cum-drooling snatch. She shivered as the barbs scraped against her most sensitive flesh, rolling her hips several times to get it nice and slick with her cunt honey and Rainbow's sperm.
Spike whimpered as Gilda pulled free, her goo drooling a puddle around him as she moved her pussy to his lower shaft while pushing his upper against her tail hole. He arched his back and dug his claws harder, drawing blood now. Gilida loved his willingness to hurt her and soon the soft slurp of him pushing in and out of both joined the chorus of lewd noises filling the room.
“Like it, shrimp?” Gilda groaned. “Did this cock-tease never let you go balls-deep in her holes? Course what do you expect from pansy pony pussy, she would have never taken this baby and lived. You need a proper tough slut to ram.”
Once Spike was drilling on his own, Gilda turned to Twilight, blocking the view with her body as she grasped Twilight's hips. She dug her claws in, slicing flesh and sending trails of blood down Twilight's flank.
"How does it feel, Dash?" Gilda purred, breathing heavily against Rainbow's ear. "Fucking her feels even better, doesn't it. Ya know why?"
"No fucking idea," Dash panted. "Don't care why... I could rape this bitch all night." She considered what the rest of her friends would be like on the rape slab too.
Now that Gilda held Twilight's hips, Dash moved her claws to Twilight's breasts, twisting them, pulling and squeezing until they were red. She moved one claw to Twilight's clit, twisting and yanking it. She dragged her razor-sharp claws around Twilight's labia, slicing the sensitive flesh to make sure she didn’t receive an ounce of pleasure. Rainbow shivered as Twilight’s desperate sobbing grew louder.
"Come on," Gilda purred, watching Rainbow get into it. "A princess, one of the most powerful ponies, laid out on the floor with a load in her cunt as you ram her up the ass. She hates it, it hurts and humiliates her, but there's NOTHING she can do. Her body is at your mercy to use however you please."
Gilda's words emboldened Rainbow to pile-drive her rape spire into Twilight hard. Rainbow's eyes locked upon Twilight's, savoring not just her torment but the mental anguish of the betrayal.
"Hell yeah," Rainbow said as saliva trickled from her beak. "Power like this suits someone as awesome as me. Hear that Twi? I'm not stopping until you're punished for being a tight-pussied bitch and snubbing all those stallions that would have loved to plow this asshole. You deserve every second of this."
"That's it," Gilda moaned. "I'll turn you into a proper drake yet, Dash."
“I do deserve this,” Twilight said, choking on her sobs. “It's my fault for casting the spell on you without long-term testing. It's messing with your head but you can still come back. Come back to your friends... this isn't you...” She looked into Rainbow’s eyes, trying to see through the lust. “Just let up enough for me to concentrate, and I can fix you.”
Using telekinesis was one thing, but not even Twilight could concentrate on a major spell with a dick up her butt and Rainbow's claw slicing her nethers. She was too distraught to even use telekinesis now, her horn sparking several times and pushing weakly at Rainbow. The more it didn’t work, the more frustrated her expression grew, and the less it worked.
Rainbow felt guilt pinching at her still, but it was almost gone under the intense pleasure and power. Twilight had brought it back to her mind to burn at and distract her though, and that peeved her. She didn't want to return anymore.
“Shut up, cock slut!” Rainbow yelled. “You should be thankful I’m even letting you have a go at my awesome fuck plow rather than just gutting and eating you!”
Twilight took that as figurative, but as fun as this had gotten, Rainbow was considering it. Gilda planted the idea that griffons ate ponies in Rainbow's head earlier and she couldn't help but wonder. She imagined how awesome other griffons in Griffonstone would think she was if she moved there after assassinating a pony princess for a fuck-meal.
Rainbow balled up a fist and punched Twilight on her wet muzzle. Twilight grunted in surprise as her head slammed against the floor. Rainbow followed up with another and another punch, not slowing her hips as he did , cock throbbing inside Twilight as she beat her.
She wasn't sure how many times she hit Twilight, and would have continued until she broke something if the Twilight’s horn hadn’t glowed. She stopped his fist inches from Twilight's face, waiting for her to do something terrible to her in retaliation. Despite getting a tempoary hold of her magic though, Twilight resisted hurting Rainbow even as blood streamed down her snout.
Rainbow growled, pulling her fist back and instead pushing it against Twilight's slit, forcing it wide. She fisted Twilght as he raped her ass, extending her claws to slice the inside of Twilight's tunnel, ensuring she wouldn't have painless sex for a long time if she survived. Twilight shrieked, gritting her teeth and her eyes going wide.
“Rainbow please,” Twilight begged. “I don’t want to hurt you…”
"Show that bitch her place," Gilda encouraged him. "Females aren't allowed to say no when you got them pinned down, and if she does she deserves whatever she gets! That's how a drake should think!"
"Just get it over with," Twilight's voice sounded wet with the blood oozing from her nose.
"You think I'm done after cumming in your ass?" Rainbow glared down at her with a predatory grin.
Spike heard none of the conversation, busy plowing Gilda, his moans a soft background to Twilight’s crying. At his age he couldn’t process anything else with tight warmth wrapped around his dicks.
Gilda leaned forward to whisper to Rainbow, "You wanna hurt her more? Break something. Wings are easy, just grab the one behind her, yank, and twist it as hard as you can."
"Nnngh," Rainbow whispered back. "I think that crosses the line. She'd... beat the crap out of me... and probably kill you."
The reason was that Twilight might hurt them though; Rainbow no longer had any qualms with making Twilight suffer. It was just too amazing.
Gilda smirked, “Will she? I wonder how much she can concentrate on casting if she’s in that much pain.”
“She’s my friend too,” panted Rainbow, even if she wasn't sure how much that mattered anymore to her.
“That you’re brutally raping?” grinned Gilda as she dug her claws deeper into Twilight’s flank, “You want to be a proper griffin? Griffons don’t have friends.”
“You’re not my friend?” asked Rainbow.
“I’m your personal fuck-meat,” said Gilda. ”A warm body to incubate your offspring and massage your cock, that’s it.” She licked the back of his head. “Come on... show this rape toy who is in charge. You’re either her friend or my mate, choose one and break the other.”
Rainbow held Twilight down with her free claw around her throat, her other still violently fisting her even as Rainbow's shaft impaled her asshole. She pulled her fist free, licking bloody cunt honey off her fingers.
Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, but it didn't last. Rainbow flipped her over, still impaled on her shaft, and slammed her back down on the floor, belly down this time. The alicorn clenched her teeth, whole body tight with muscle spasms, trying her best to wait out the torment. It hadn't yet occurred to the naïve pony that Rainbow might maim her permanently.
Gilda continued rolling her hips, squeezing pussy and ass around the underage dragon cocks. She shivered at how Spike's scaly dicks dragged at her insides, heating inside her until it almost hurt. That should have hinted that something was amiss but Gilda was in no mood for rational thought.
Spike grasped her hips hard with his tiny claws before shooting a load into both fun holes, thrusting as he arched and rolled his eyes back. He drooled, his tongue hanging out and starting to think his master getting raped was worth getting to cream in two holes at once, something Twilight would never allow.
But when he went off, Gilda's squeals overshadowed Twilight's as the boiling hot dragon seed jetted into both sensitive holes. She grasped him in both claws, digging her claws in hard enough that she would have gutted him if he didn't have tough dragon scales. She didn't want to ding her pride by having to pull off, but when steam seeped from around both penetration points, she had to.
Gilda rolled her eyes back, her body surging and burning inside as she yanked herself off. She tumbled backwards onto Spike, body convulsing at the unexpected agony. Though her reaction that agony wasn't the common one, moaning and creaming herself hard. Her steaming pussy juice fountained over Rainbow from behind as it exploded, hot enough that even Rainbow squealed.
It was a good thing for her that she did pull off because the later parts of his orgasm were even hotter, boiling off his scales almost the moment they splattered. It would have burned through her womb into her guts had she taken it all.
Rainbow jerked, Twilight's left wing already in both claws, and twisted it harder until it gave with a sickening crack. As violent as Rainbow had been, Twilight never expected this, eyes widening and taking several moments to register what the stabbing pain in her wing was. Not wanting to ease up lest Twilight manage a spell, Rainbow bent every joint, breaking repeatedly, each wonderful crack encouraging her to do more.
Twilight shrieked as Rainbow turned her wing into a tangle of bloody bones jutting through flesh, trying to grasp Rainbow's claws and pull them away. The jolts of agony pierced her concentration beyond even the simplest telekinesis though. The screams of her friend now only gave Rainbow more pleasure, without a drop of guilt, and she continued to twist and turn. When the wing came free from Twilight to leave a bloody stump, Rainbow looked stunned at what she'd done. She held it as if unsure what to do with it now.
“Spike get help!” Twilight shrieked in abject terror. She couldn't believe one of her best friends had started dismembering her.
“Stop it!” Spike's cry was muffled beneath Gilda. “Rainbow I've killed Gilda, you can stop!”
“I'm not dead, dufus,” Gilda groaned, twisting and clamping his muzzle shut with one claw in case he got any firy ideas. “Just in terrible agony... and maybe a bit in love with you. I could use that kind of rough fuck more often. Hope that didn't kill my pregnancy though.”
“I can always fuck another into you,” shrugged Rainbow. “But I don't think he's gonna date us after we murder Twilight.” She wasn't fooling herself anymore; she knew where this was going, where Gilda had planned on it going from the start, and she loved it.
“M-murder?!” shrieked Twilight, but she couldn't do more than complain and kick with the pain coursing through her.
“You’d be surprised, Dash,” grinned Gilda, holding the struggling dragon and twitching at the pain still burning through her insides. “This little bitch never had a proper meal, but that blood has to smell good to him. Let's give him a taste and see if he sides with the prey that never puts out for him properly or the slut that just let him burn out both holes.”
It’s an Assassination
Gilda showed Rainbow what to do with that wing by grabbing it with her beak. She ripped a chunk of flesh free and scarfed it down, meat dribbling from her beak. Rainbow grabbed Twilight’s good wing with one claw as she raised the other wing to her mouth, ripping off a chunk of flesh as Gilda had. It tasted so good; she had never imagined meat tasted so amazing.
Rainbow tore another chunk off, chewing more to savor the taste as she cracked Twilight’s other wing. She twisted and mangled it as she had the first wing, enjoying Twilight's twitching against her.
“Rainbow!” Twilight squealed. “Stop it! I'm your friend!”
“WERE my friend,” Rainbow purred as she savored another chunk of meat. Her cock throbbed still inside Twilight's ass from all the writhing. “Now you're prey to butcher and eat. I'm gonna rape you to death and fuck your corpse.”
“Rainbow no,” sobbed Twilight. “Even with side-effects from magic, how could you betray me like this?”
“What a stupid cunt,” smirked Gilda. “You can't betray a meal.”
“Yeah, I play with my food, but I don't make friends with it,” Rainbow tore another strip of flesh.
Spike struggled from under Gilda, but she kept him pinned. Ripping another chunk of feathered flesh from Twilight's wing, Gilda released Spike's muzzle long enough for a quick kiss, but not long enough for him to spout flame. She pushed the meat into his muzzle and forced it closed again. She ground her belly against his shafts, feeling the hot flesh harden against her once again.
Though he tried to spit at first, Spike found it more delicious than he thought. He'd never had meat before, much less pony meat. He chewed it, savoring the flavor even as he struggled. His struggles died to shivers as Gilda worked his shafts to hardness again.
“Tastes good, right you little shit?” purred Gilda. “So what you gonna do. Stick up for the bitch that does nothing but order you around and cock-tease you, or go to the Griffon Kingdom where ponies are food.”
The attention to his cocks and the taste of raw pony flesh made Twilight's screams of agony sound appealing. Spike tried to resist but then wondered why he should. Why was he a slave to a creature that tasted this good? Gilda was right after all; all Twilight ever did was order him around, she barely ever returned the favor when he ate her out and then never to orgasm. Even Rainbow had put out for him more than Twilight had.
Gilda released his muzzle, and he knew he should blast her in the face with fire, but didn't. Instead his eyes locked on Twilight, watching her body convulse in waves of torment, screaming as Rainbow wrenched the second wing free of her body.
When Rainbow gnawed on the second and handed the first back to them, Spike reached for it. He gripped it and bit down, feeling bloody meat squish between his razor-sharp teeth, dragging them against the bone as he tore it free. So good.
“Is that a yes?” grinned Gilda. “If so her pussy and ass are yours to rape next. With how I reacted, just imagine how a pansy pony princess would writhe in agony as you blew that hot load into her. A whole load of what you pack might kill her by itself.”
“That'd be amazing,” Spike panted before taking another bite. “But...”
“Spike?” Twilight choked as she listened, unable to fathom what she heard. “Spike no, not you too... you're not under any spell, how could you?”
“He doesn't need to be, dumbass,” Gilda said. “I showed him what a predator acts like and he realized that you've been forcing him to make 'friends' with food.”
“Hey Spike,” Rainbow panted, pulling back to dislodge her knot from Twilight's plot. “If you help us, we'll stop by Carousel Boutique on the way home. We'll hold that prissy tease Rarity down for you to use in every way, then you can kill her or keep her as a sex slave, whatever. If we can track down Sweetie, you could get your rape out her virginity too.”
“Y-yeah,” Spike nodded. There was no way he could pass up that offer; it wasn't like he'd ever get into Rarity without raping her anyway, so why bother? “Let's murder this slut and then go do the same to Rarity. Gonna take some doing though, alicorns can't be killed with normal means so even if you eat almost all of her she’ll regenerate.”
“S-Spike?” Twilight couldn't believe what she heard. “You can't tell that secret...”
“Wait what?” Rainbow asked.
“She seemed plenty scared of dying when I choked her,” Gilda laughed.
“Well dying would still hurt,” said Spike. “But she'd regenerate. She told me the secret though, there's a metal... I don't understand why but ramming it through her brain will end her for good. She has a dagger made of it she was studying to figure how to overcome the weakness. I'll get it.”
“It's because orichalcum negates the magic that...” Twilight almost went into lecture mode before she caught herself. “I mean no, you can't!”
“Yeah, I don't believe you,” Gilda chuckled. “So I'll go with you and get it. If there's not one to get, I'll slice you open and see what makes you burn.”
Gilda staggered up, holding a claw around Spike's neck and following behind him. They both staggered downstairs to leave Rainbow and Twilight alone for a moment.
“R-Rainbow,” Twilight sobbed. “Please you have to listen and save me. You'll never forgive yourself.”
“I'll never forgive myself if I go back to how I was,” panted Rainbow. “But now I know how hard you are to kill, which means it'll be even more awesome! To think of how much we can make you suffer; I'm not stopping until you beg for death, Twilight.”
Just as Twilight was near able to concentrate again, Rainbow moved to her other end. She took Twilight's head in both claws and pulled her face-to-face. She kissed her, staring into the abject-terror in her eyes and feeling her cock get rock hard from the sight.
But it wasn't just a kiss. Rainbow twisted her head to force the tip of her beak into Twilight's muzzle. She scraped the sharp hook tip across Twilight's gum, feeling the delicious blood splurt into both their mouths as she dragged along the gumline. Twilight screamed, sending waves of bliss through Rainbow's head, and spat out her bloody teeth as Rainbow scraped them out several at a time.
The terror in Twilight's eyes mixed with confusion, the naïve pony too stupid to realize why Rainbow was extracting teeth. These bleeding gums would feel so moist and warm against Rainbow's cock as she throat-fucked this bitch.
As a pile of bloody teeth formed beneath them, Spike and Gilda returned. Spike had retrieved an arcane looking dagger from Twilight's lab, which he placed on the night stand next to their bed.
“When we want to kill her, we drive this through her brain,” said Spike. “I'll leave it here since we'll torture her first. At least I hope that’s what we’re doing.” He then blinked at Rainbow. “What are you doing?”
“Ripping her teeth out so she can't bite my dick,” said Rainbow before continuing. Twilight pulled back, but Rainbow held her head in both claws, about half her teeth out on the floor now.
“Cool,” Spike said. “I'll rape that pretty purple plot now since she's backing it up. Oh and we should burn her research notes when we're done here so all that hard work amounts to nothing.”
“Sure, go for it,” Rainbow nodded. “And yeah lets. I want this bitch to suffer in every way.”
Twilight could only stare wide-eyed as pain ripped through her muzzle and she listened in shock to her friends casually discussing her torturous death. How had things escalated to this point? It was like a nightmare, yet it hurt too much to be one.
“Damn, you're learning fast,” Gilda grinned, licking blood from the side of Rainbow's face then tears from Twilight's.
Rainbow ripped out Twilight's last tooth, the alicorn choking on it as she was too weak to spit. All she could do was bleed and gag as Rainbow yanked her head upward, sitting up on her haunches and pushing her rape stick to Twilight's muzzle. Rainbow shivered at the warmth of Twilight's bleeding gums against her shaft as she forced it down the alicorn's throat, savoring the choking motions of Twilight's throat. She relaxed, planning to savor every remaining second of Twilight's life.
Spike's eyes were glassy as if drugged with his own instinct and lust. He staggered to Twilight's plot, grabbing one leg and rolling her half-over so he could pull the leg upwards to his muzzle. He lapped at the hoof, tracing his tongue along the bottom as he moved his shafts to her nethers. The positioning was awkward since he was holding Twilight's leg with both claws, but lucky for him Gilda helped.
Gilda slid a claw down to help aim Spike's twin rockets, pushing tips against Twilight's drooling pussy and ass. Spikie trembled as he pushed inside, feeling Twilight's unwilling holes clench as he invaded her. He hadn't thought it possible but her holes felt better than Gilda's; soon he was pounding the pussy and ass he'd wanted longer than any other.
Was it because it was Twilight? Or rape felt better like Gilda said? He didn't care why, all he knew was the rape and murder of ponies would be a regular part of his life now. He bit down on Twilight's leg, gnawing and chewing up her meat before he even pulled it free, rolling his eyes back at the taste.
Twilight couldn't believe this. Was this how her life would end? All that study and effort to end up being fucked to death by her own friends? There was so much important research in her lab, and they were just going to destroy it when they finished her.
She tried to charge up her horn but couldn't concentrate through the ocean of pain. She felt Rainbow's barbs grinding against her sliced gums as she choked on her cock. Spike gnawed on her leg and drilled his even more painful instruments into her, feeling like sandpaper dildos rammed in both holes.
There was nothing Twilight could do. Even if another pony caught them, they'd kill them too. Twilight slumped as she gave up hope, letting her body bounce between her rapists as she wept. The best she could do is hope that Rainbow went 'home' to Griffonstone before murdering all their friends.
“Oh you're makin me so wet,” Gilda moaned, straddling Twilight and sitting on her head. “I can tell when a prey gives up but you're not dying yet. We're gonna dismember, gut, everything we can before putting you down.”
“Then we're gonna gangfuck your corpse while we gnaw on it, slut,” Rainbow drooled. “We're gonna defile you in every way.”
“Fuck Dash,” Gilda moaned. “I love you so much right now. Less than you love yourself, but still...”
“Yeah go fuck yourself,” smirked Dash. “Or fuck this.”
Rainbow grasped Gilda's plot in one claw and shoved it down, pushing Twilight's horn into Gilda's pregnant pussy. Gilda twitched as the impacts of Rainbow's hips rammed the horn into her as the shaft pushed deep into Twilight's throat. The griffon cunt honey mixed with Twilight's tears as it rolled down her face, stinging her eyes.
As Twilight's neck swelled with her girth, Rainbow moved a claw to feel around Twilight's neck. She enjoyed the shape of her wicked barbed shaft stretching it, feeling the spasms from the alicorn's throat convulsions as she choked.
Once Gilda moved her own hips, Rainbow let her be and grabbed Twilight's right front foreleg instead. She twisted it upwards, pulling outward, muscles tensing as she wrenched it. Twilight's body convulsed as it snapped at the shoulder, bone splintering through flesh as Rainbow worked it free. She pulled the still twitching severed leg to her beak and tore the still-warm flesh from the bone, gorging herself on the meat.
Meanwhile Spike didn't bother tearing the hind leg free. As he continued to rape Twilight's other end, he bit down on the hoof of her raised hind leg. He strained, using all his draconic jaw strength, strengthened by how ravenous the taste of pony flesh had made him, and the hoof cracked open.
He gnawed on it, splitting flesh and bone, and began eating down her leg. Blood and bone chips drooled down his body and Twilight's leg as he gnawed through bone, muscle, and all. His hips moved faster, cocks throbbing and barbs hardening, ripping apart the tender pony meat inside her holes. Each surge of pain for her caused a surge of convulsions around Spike's cocks, so he made sure her agony was as intense as possible.
Twilight wailed as he torn her asunder. For the first time since she became an alicorn, Twilight regretted being upgraded. She would have given anything to bleed out and die, or to suffocate to death on Rainbow's cock, but she couldn't even pass out. She felt every torment, not a single one dulled by the ocean of pain. Rainbow had said she'd beg for death, and she wanted to, but couldn't with the cock stretching her neck.
Gilda grabbed the hind leg Spike wasn't eating on in her claws, bending it back at the knee to snap it grotesquely, but didn't bite into it. That was to sate her own sadistic tendencies, but she wanted to bite something else.
The griffon nommed Twilight's breasts instead. She dragged her sharp beak around the outer edge of one, blood squirting into her mouth as she sliced it. She pried it out by the roots, savoring the rich spongy flesh as she chewed, loving the milky flavor of the bloody meat.
Twilight's horn felt amazing inside Gilda too, sparks of energy shooting through her as Twilight's magic instinctively fired, enough to pleasure but not enough to stop her. It didn't take her long to cum hard, more juice pouring over Twilight's sobbing face.
Since Twilight needed more humiliation than just her murderer cumming all over her face, Gilda then relaxed, allowing a stream of piss to wash over Twilight's horn. Good sex always made her have to go, so Gilda purred as she allowed her urine to pour down Twilight's front. It washed down her head and drooled down Rainbow's swinging ball sack, stinging at her eyes and wounds.
Rainbow barely noticed, too distracted engorging herself on Twilight's leg. It was mere minutes before she'd skeletalized it, nothing but a shattered bone covered in the scratch of beak marks. She tossed it aside like trash and wrenched Twilight's other front leg. This time she broke every joint first, starting with her ankle and moving to her shoulder, shattering it at every point she could.
As she ripped the leg free, Rainbow creamed once again. Twilight's neck swelled move as the pulse of rape cream pushed through the rape stick. Her belly swelled as she choked on the fresh load of cum. Rainbow chirp-groaned, a cute noise from somegriff that just finished defiling the third hole of her victim.
Spike felt his cocks heat too. He had worked Twilight's leg down to the knee when he blew another double load into her. Twilight had thought it couldn't get worse, but the surge of burning dragon seed blasted into both her holes proved her wrong. What was left of her body twisted, trying to scream. It felt like they were pouring hot oil into her.
As Gilda ripped off her second breast, she finished twisting off Twilight's last hind leg and then grasped around her bottom. She squeezed her as hard as she could, tightening the penetration point with Spike's cocks so that not a drop of the scalding seed could escape. Twilight writhed as her belly bloated with the build up of steam, her intestines splitting open and womb bursting within her like a balloon.
Spike's excitement at extinguishing the life of a pony that trusted him so made it even hotter, and soon her whole body rippled like a hot water bed. Twilight felt like they were fucking her to death with lava as her organs melted into hot soup. Even her lungs boiled apart, but she still screamed one last time around Rainbow's cock.
But even as her heart exploded in her chest, Twilight didn’t get the peace of death. Even as Gilda ripped her razor beak up through Twilight's body, gutting her from belly button to neck, her life held. She couldn't scream and could barely cry, but she could hurt. Her vision blurred and the gleeful moans and laughter of her traitorous friends echoed in her head.
“I don't think she can beg for death anymore,” Gilda chuckled as she scooped out a beak full of the slimy hot sludge that was once Twilight's insides. It burned on the way down, but tasted delicious, strings of liquefied gore drooling down Gilda's front as she feasted.
“She's begging enough with her eyes,” smiled Rainbow as he looked down into them. Twilight stared back up at him, her face pleading to end her torment. “Fuck this is hot, to see her in so much agony. On one claw I hate to end her suffering, but on the other murdering an alicorn is hot too.”
“But I get the killing blow, right?” asked Spike hopefully. “That'd cause her the most anguish.”
“I like the way you think too, shrimp,” chuckled Gilda. “Sure, you can finish the bitch. For now let's eat this annoying cunt alive.”
Rainbow and Spike kept their cocks plugging either of Twilight's end, since all the delicious soup would leak out of the fleshy shell if they pulled free. Instead they both kept their shafts basting in the now pleasantly warm gunk.
Gilda moved to the side to give Rainbow room to move forward, extracting Twilight's horn from her nethers. Then all three predators engorged themselves on Twilight's meat paste, scooping up claw fulls of the sludge, savoring every strip of flesh they swallowed down from the gore soup.
All Twilight could do was stare. She was beyond movement or making sounds, she could only listen to their moans and chewing as they used her near-corpse for their pleasure.
But she still wasn't beyond agony. It was like every nerve in her body were on fire, even shadow pains from the removed parts. She never knew it was possible to experience this much agony. All she wanted was death, but she could no longer beg for it.
The predators took their time eating, letting her suffer for hours. Twilight expected them to feel guilt eventually, but they never did. The clearer her torment was, the more they loved it.
They hollowed out her chest, just strips of inner flesh hanging from the sides. She had enough pipe left on either end to wrap around most of Rainbow's and Spike's cocks, which they pulled free with lewd slurps.
“Fuck I have never been this satisfied,” panted Rainbow. “Gonna finish our food now, Spike?”
“Nah,” Spike grinned. “I want her to suffer more. Turn her head around so she can watch her number one assistant defile her useless body one more time.”
“I think she's more useful than ever,” smirked Gilda. “But sure. Let's have another go at the fuck-meat.”
Rainbow lifted Twilight's head, at first trying to turn it. When it resisted, she twisted harder and wrenched it free of Twilight's body with a series of lewd snaps. She left a torn neck and the bloody stump of her spine. It was surreal to see Twilight's agonized eyes still dart around with her head severed her body still twitching in agony even now.
Moving aside, Rainbow turned Twilight's eyes towards her body. As Twilight stared on in abject horror at seeing the full extent of the damage, Rainbow pushed her hard shaft up through Twilight's neck from the other end. She pushed it up through her throat, pulling Twilight's muzzle tight with one claw as the other held Twilight's head. She fucked her from the wrong direction, cock pushing up through her neck and out her mouth.
Spike grinned at Twilight, giving Rainbow's tip a slurp through Twilight's muzzle before he moved to Twilight's pussy and ass again. He pushed his shafts into her over-used holes once more, making sure Twilight got a good look at the internals. He was sated, but wanted to make sure the true horror of what they'd done to her sink in before he let Twilight die. She stared on as she watched his throbbing lengths push up through the little piping left and out into her empty gut.
Gilda got into it too. She sat on her haunches at the neck end of Twilight's corpse, lifting that side by the foreleg stumps. She pushed the protrusion of Twilight's spine into her pussy, moaning as she rolled her hips, pushing the gory bone deep.
“You know Spike,” Rainbow grunted. “If you'd pretended to help and not told us her weakness, she'd have lived.”
“Yeah, I thought of that,” Spike groaned. “But I wanted to murder her. Been fantasizing it since she told me, just never thought I'd get to. Now that we got the dagger, maybe we can finish off all the princesses. Murdering Celestia and Luna would be unbelievably hot.”
“Dumb bitch deserves this for telling someone her one weakness,” laughed Gilda as she sped up her motions. “And now she may have gotten her thot teachers killed too.”
Twilight expected the pain to lessen when her body detached, but it didn't. The shadow pains were more intense than ever. She looked at the orichalcum dagger still on her nightstand, longing this to end more than she'd wanted anything.
Instead she got to watch her body used for another half hour, feeling Rainbow's shaft throb with each stroke as the tip pushed out of her muzzle. She felt like she needed to choke, but she couldn't even do that; there was no hint of relief in her ocean of torment.
Twilight's now lighter body jerked back and forth between Gilda and Spike. It bounced against each belly, swollen large with Twilight's meat simmering within their digestive juices, turning her into shit.
Spike was the first to get off, blasting another steaming load into her hollowed out corpse. Twilight was thankful she at least couldn't smell the stench as the hot steam washed over her face, but the three predators loved the delicious flavor.
Gilda came soon after, sending another gush of fluid to wash over Twilight's spine, swirling into the reddish goo now spread over the floor. Rainbow came last, griffon seed blasting out of Twilight's muzzle and splattering into the steamy mix inside her gut. Once she finished, she let Twilight's head fall into the gutted body.
Even in her condition, Twilight's face twitched as the boiling hot dragon seed baked her head, but they weren't done with her torment and humiliation even then. Gilda yanked herself free of Twilight's spine, then turned about to squat over the gaping chest. She relaxed, another stream of piss flowing over Twilight's face, providing relief to the heat but heaping on defilement. Rainbow and Spike joined her, pissing into her chest cavity, a waterfall of her murderers' piss now flowing over her head.
“I don't know if this is enough,” grinned Rainbow. “I want whoever finds her corpse to be freaked the fuck out.”
“Let's all shit in it too,” said Spike. “I know I could go.” His stomach growled as it continued to churn up Twilight's remains.
“Eh, I don't normally go for that,” said Gilda. “But sure if it'll make this cunt suffer more.”
All three preds moved their ass-end over Twilight's body, hips touching as all three released their steaming loads at once. Twilight felt a brick of shit flop onto her head and ooze down over her face, followed by a wet flow of mush, soggy stink flowing over her. Too weak to close her eyes or muzzle, all she could do was lay there as they buried her in their crap.
When they finished, Spike moved to grab the magic-nulling dagger. He grinned as he pushed the tip against her head, the top which protruded from the pile of shit now inhabiting her chest cavity.
“This is the end, you insufferable bitch,” Spike growled. “You’ve bossed me around all my life but no more. I’ll murder you, help murder all our friends, then target your family next. I’ll rape your parents to death as a punishment for fucking you into existence, then go for your brother and Cadance before your faithful mentors. I want you to die knowing they'll all die screaming too.”
Twilight was too far gone to care. Instead, relief flowed over the little left of her as she felt the tip of the blade. After delaying for what to Twilight seemed like forever, Spike rammed the blade downward. He forced it through her cranium and into her brain, twisting it to churn up her grey matter. One more surge of pain washed through her, then Twilight finally felt herself fade. Her long life ended as food and shit, so many of her efforts made pointless. She died knowing all this was her fault.
Spike wasn't done though. He wanted to fuck her corpse, and she wasn't truly one until just now. After yanking the dagger free and tossing it aside, he forced both his cocks against the hole in the top of Twilight's skull. He pushed his upper shaft into the hole as the lower one slipped out, instead sinking into the warm load of shit and against her eye socket. Spike forced it in there, popping her eye as he penetrated the socket. He thrust, stirring her genius dead brain up with his shafts. He'd make sure no amount of magic could bring this insufferable whore back.
Meanwhile Rainbow twisted off the hips of Twilight's cadaver with her pussy and asshole, shoving his cock into the dead pussy and what was left of her vagina. She grinned and pushed Gilda onto her back, prying her legs apart and shoving her shaft into her, fucking her through the corpse cunt of their mutual victim.
“Fuck yes, I did it,” groaned Rainbow. “I murdered my friend… I can’t wait to murder my other friends, my family, everypony I was stupid enough to care for!”
“Hell yes,” Gilda grinned. “I always wanted to get my rape on with your hot dad, and it’d be super-hot to watch you eat the pussy you came from.”
Murdering Twilight was almost enough to send Spike over on its own, so he wasn't long in his skull fucking. He blasted one final load of seed into his former master, which pulverized what remained of her brain in a wave of scalding sperm. It flowed out of her muzzle and neck, bubbling out her remaining eye, which hanged by the nerve as dragon spunk mixed with the stink already there.
Gilda spent almost the whole time Rainbow fucked her in orgasmic bliss, pussy churning over her, overwhelmed with the lewdness of what they were doing. Rainbow creamed one last load into her, sperm stinging at her burned insides. Gilda twitched at the pain, but let Rainbow use her as she wanted; she'd always wanted a permanent mate that would properly dominate her, and finally she had one.
Once they were all finished, Rainbow tossed the part she'd been fucking through atop Twilight's head. Gilda took the dagger that Spike had tossed aside, keeping it for later.
“I have never been this sated,” Rainbow purred. “So we just gonna leave her here to rot?”
“I'll hang a sign on the library door saying we're out,” Spike panted. “It'll give her plenty of time to get rank before she's found and give us some time to get away before anypony realizes what we did.”
“Good,” said Gilda. “Because after we rest, there's other ponies in Ponyville we should pay visits. I want to get my murder on with that bitch Pinkie and nom that yellow pegaslut too.”
“Fuck yeah,” Spike nodded. “We need to stop by Carousel Boutique and snuff out Rarity and Sweetie. I want both cocks in Rarity as she dies.”
“May as well get all the Crusaders,” said Rainbow. “I'd love to ram this monster into some tight underage cunt. I'd also love to see the expression on Scoot's face as her hero rapes that cute plot. May as well do Applejack while we're at it too. We’ll see who she thinks is the best athlete when I’m gutting her smug ass.”
“It's looking like this will be a fuckload more fun than my last visit,” grinned Gilda.
