It was your average day in Manehatten. The afternoon sun blazing as the residents of the big city are busy running around, attending their daily lives.A red stallion and a curvy changeling mare, clinging to him, walk down the street.
“So, what are we gonna do? Or, more precisely, where are we gonna do it?” Hollow teases in a husky voice.
“Hollow, I need new shorts since you keep teleporting or tearing them off,” Magma responds in a flat, assertive tone, recalling all the number of clothes Hollow teleported and forgot where she teleported them too and the number of ones where in the moment she destroyed them either by tearing them off or burning them with her magic.
“Aw no fair,” The changeling whines, putting on her best pouty face as they continue down the street.
“Look, we get new shorts for me and then we find somewhere to fuck. Sound good?” he says, which puts a bright smile on her face. They soon find themselves passing this new store and a sign which read, ‘Nobody Loves Me’ with numerous black clothes with skulls and broken hearts lined the hangers inside the store.
“Wanna check this store out? If we can’t find any shorts maybe there will be some good clothes we can use for roleplaying.” Hollow tells him in a seductive tone which had the blood pumping to his loins at the mere thought of it.
“Sure let’s go,” he says sounding more eager as he opens the door and gesturing for her to enter like a gentlecolt which causes her to giggle and shake her jiggly rump at him.
As the couple enter in, they are greeted to the sight of a lot of different outfits and accessories mostly in black and dark purples and reds. Many different designer outfits, most featuring skulls and hearts of black, as well as many earrings, eyeliners, and other makeup products, all in black of course. The clerk at the counter looks up clad in black garbs and looking uninterested.
“Welcome to Nobody Loves Me let me know if I can help or whatever,” she says, uninterestedly busy applying nail polish to her fingernails. Magma and Hollow look around unsure of all these strange clothes not use to seeing this type of style before.
“What kinda clothes are these?” Magma asks, curiously looking over them.
“Ugh, it’s called goth style geez,” the clerk says, rolling her eyes giving them the highest of sass she can muster.
“Goth? What is that?” Hollow asks, tilting her head looking over at the clerk who rolls her eyes once more.
“It’s like something so much more Princess Flurry Heart has been like goth ever since her teen years,” the clerk says, which did ring true. Shortly after her teens, Flurry Heart went through what was believed to be a phase but never did stop even now as a young adult she is ever more rebellious than ever since that picture of Flurry Heart flashing the camera at the Grand Galloping Gala appeared when she made her appearance. Which would explain the reason so many other ponies adopting the style themselves.
“So how does this style work exactly?” Magma asks, causing the clerk to respond by pointing at a sign reading ‘Full makeovers for 50 bits per pony.’ Hollow looks at Magma with a grin and bright blue eyes obviously revealing her intention as Magma walks over and counts out the bits for him and her to have a makeover. The mare puts down her nail file before turning to the staff room.
“Girls, we got two ponies needing a makeover!” she shouts as two other ponies dressed in the same garb come out and somewhat lead Hollow and Magma into the back and begin their makeovers.
The two ponies work on each of them separately applying eyeliner to Magma and adding eyeshadow and eyeliner to Hollow along with some sleek black lipstick. They soon quickly add various piercings to Magma and Hollow causing Magma to yelp in pain at getting his ear pierced considering he wasn’t a fan of needles. The two pones then debate about outfits constantly asking if it is ‘Goth enough? Only for the reply of ‘Oh that’s totally goth’ and stripping them out of their outfits into the new ones. Magma had a black shirt that was torn to show off his midriff and had no sleeves, along with fingerless gloves, some black shorts, a few black leg bracelets, a spiked armband around his right arm and topped off with a black bandana around his neck.
Hollow soon sees her own makeover wearing a too short baby doll shirt with a skull on it that barely conceals her hefty chest nearly threatening to pop out at any moment. And to add to it are some long fingerless sleeves, as well a short skirt that barely contained her breeding hips and big plush bottom adding to it were some thigh highs which helped show off her thighs even more and topped off with a cute collar with a silver nameless plate.
“There, you two look so much gother now, like, oh my Celestia,” the clerk says sounding rather enthusiastic, for the first time since they’ve been there. Magma and Hollow nod as they head out and walk the town in their new outfits.
As they make there way through the busy streets of Manehatten they attract many stares from confused ponies who were unfamiliar with the type of style they donned.
“So what do you think Magma we look pretty cool huh?” Hollow says, shaking her chest side to side to try and free her fun bags, causing Magma to nearly tear his new shorts with a powerful boner.
“Well I uh... guess.” He stumbles out feeling hot and bothered and he thinks she knows it too, maybe that is her intention. To get him horny to fuck her and worst of all it was working. “Wanna duck back here?” Magma asks her his cock rising in his shorts as he takes her into the alley rather than wait for a reply.
“Woah antsy aren’t you? Is it these new clothes? Maybe I should act goth too,” Hollow teases before putting on a gloomy look to get in character. “Ugh whatever I will like suck your cock or whatever,” she says giving a wink to him as she soon leads him over behind a dumpster. And pulling his shorts down and freeing his schlong. “Ugh so you like want your cock sucked?” she asks him trying to add loads of sass
“Look just lie down and let your tits out I guess,” Magma says trying to get in character as well, she does what she is told and he picks up her lower half lifting her till the only thing on the ground is her shoulders. Her skirt flipping to reveal her moist cunt he then begins by sticking his massive sausage in her slit moaning as he slides in lifting her to take more of his length.
“This is like so good even though our existence is utterly meaningless in the end,” Hollow mutters in between moans of Magma pounding her poor pussy.
“Yeah, what does it matte. Love is only ungh physical now a days,” he says as he continues squatting down to stuff his mare breaker in her slit stretching it out as she moans loudly her tits wobbling in time with each thrust. The two continue to ramble on about their futilities of life and all as Magma’s rod leaks plenty of pre cum into Hollow his cock twitching happily while he glooms up the area with small Hollow moans.
“Ah! Like speed it up I wanna see how fast you can like do this.” She says using magic to caress his hefty sack as he tries to go faster panting the whole time some drool falling from his mouth as he continues. Hollow moves her hand to bite on her knuckle overwhelmed by the pleasure practically screaming causing a few bystanders to hear some even listening in on the couple. A few bold stallions pulling out their junk and fapping while listening.
“Unf Shit Hollow I am gonna cum soon!” he announces, his balls tightening as his cock prepares for the inevitable cascade of spooge to enter her womb.
“Oh fuck keep going sweet Celestia KEEP FUCKING GOING!” she cries out as he grits his teeth, trying to hold on. A few of the listeners soon cum and continue to beat their meat not stopping from just an orgasm staining their clothes and the floor.
“Fuuuuuuuck!” Magma cries out as his cum rushes from his balls tand through his cock causing his veins to expand inside her with all the cum as his flare extends to it’s full range and flood her womb slowly filling her with the gift of a potential new life despite their earlier conversation. As Hollow’s stomach becomes bloated from the sheer amount as Magma slows down and beings panting.
“Keep going, keep fucking, let’s see how much you can cum!” Hollow cries as Magma nods and resumes still pouring cum in her.
Three hours had passed Magma had came a total of twelve times which was a new record for him thanks to Hollow’s milk however as he grunts and pulls out and shoots his final load across her chest and face. Before falling backwards against the wall and passing out from exhaustion as cum escapes from Hollow who’s belly had swollen to the point of her looking like she is ready to pop out three foals.
“Haaaa get some rest stud we can leave after a short nap,” she says going to nuzzle against him as cum pours out of her.
Several years and nine months later....
“And that is how we became goth for a day and how I impregnated your mother with you.” Magma says puffing his chest out proudly.
“Ew, TMI dad. Just TMI,” the changeling with the same eyes as Magma says.
“What’s wrong Sneak? I am telling you this is a phase after all we only use those outfits for role play, which is contradicting since we discussed futility of life only to flood her with life,” he explains as his daughter roles his eyes.
“Sure dad if this is your idea of bonding, it is quite weird unless you want to include another horny changeling in your sex life,” Sneak says groping his crotch and kissing him on the cheek. “Mom was right daddy crushes do exist,” she says for bouncing off with a wink.
“Oh no…must not incest with changeling daughter,” he tells himself as he pops a boner.
