Dusk Shine's Vampire Quest

by DeWitt-Enterprises

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Princess Luna, Porn, Princess Cadance, Fetish, Comedy, Princess Celestia, Sex, Anthro, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 8435

Novice Vampire Hunter Dusk Shine sets out to vanquish the evil Vampire Queen Celestia and all of her monstrous minions with the most powerful of all weapons: dick.

Vampire Slayer Dusk Shine has trained from birth to take up his family's duties of slaying all manner of night-dwelling creatures, from ghouls, to wraiths, to zombies, and anything else that goes bump when the sun doesn't shine. He finds himself at the foot of the castle of the evil Vampire Queen Celestia, a villainous tyrant that spreads terror and tasteless nude portraits of herself all throughout the land.

She has the country gripped in an iron fist of terror, forcing the innocent people into ritualistic sacrifices, demonic summoning, and workplace synergy meetings. Truly, such evil must not be allowed to remain on the face of this beautiful world.

So Dusk gathers his tools, his weapons, and his nerve, ready to kick down the door of the castle and make Celestia pay for her crimes of tyranny and awkward workplace discussions only performed to forge artificial bonds between office workers as to meet HR's stupid monthly 'synergy point' quota.

But a meeting with an extremely out of place nun with tits like 'pow' informs Dusk that the manner in which he must defeat the evil is rather... unorthodox.

And then they fucked.

Kink list: This will be added to as the chapters go on and feature more and more monstrous sex scenes, but here's the basics: R63, femboy, enormous male endowments, excessive cum, cum inflation, nun fetish, monster girls.

If it wasn't clear enough from the description, this is going to be a completely nonsensical porn story made solely for the purpose of fetishistic sex scenes and shit tier humour. I'm not sorry.

A Castlevania-inspired clopfic. Once again: Blame Shakespearicles for this.

Published 2018-09-25 10:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-10-26 01:35:03 UTC

Beginning The Holy Quest (Nun)

With a mighty crack of a whip, Dusk strode towards the castle, eyes narrowed and ready. The red light of the blood moon shined down across the dark kingdom, bringing an aura of fear, paranoia, and all other kinds of spooky shit. His leather boots hit the cobblestone path of the bridge towards the castle, readying himself with a firm expression in his eyes.

"Wait, brave hero!" came the cry from something that sounded jiggly.

Dusk pivoted on his heel, turning around in a hella dramatic fashion and beheld the jiggliness as it ran towards him. An enormous pair of breasts attached to a woman dressed in a nun's frock came running over to him, bouncing about enough to probably be illegal.

"I must bless you!" she called out.

"But I didn't sneeze," Dusk growled in a totally-not-over-the-top fashion.

"No, brave hero, your sword is unequipped to deal with the darkness you'll find in that castle," she said in an out-of-breath manner, those big breasts bouncing up and down in a manner that didn't distract the brave hero.

It did.

"Nah, it's cool," Dusk said with a confident shrug. "I've brought a flashlight."

He held up the mighty metal torch, clicking in the button and sending a bright beam of illumination skyward as a result.

"You're not allowed to have that," she said, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him.

"Why not?" he asked. "The Home Depot down the street sells them for like ten bucks a piece."

"It's anachronistic and ruins the immersion," she countered.

"Oh. Shit, you right," Dusk shrugged, watching as the torch exploded into confetti with a sound that can only be described as 'an old man ejaculating dust'.

Dusk turned his head once again, a dramatic whipping sound effect following as he did so. His eyes narrowed, ~~gawking at those hella thicc tiddies~~ staring heroically into the nun's eyes as she crossed her arms under her boobs, jutting those fuckers out like they had somewhere to be before she did.

"So what blessing will you put on my sword?" he asked, eyebrow raising in a curious manner.

"One that will allow it to pierce the dark veil surrounding the castle and bring justice to the creatures that call its twisted interior home!" she announced.

"Good lord! How twisted is it in there?!" Dusk exclaimed.

"Like an eight foot pig dick," she said in a grandiose fashion.

"Those heathens!" Dusk snarled, turning around and glaring at the twisted, pig-dick-esque castle.

"So you see, brave hero, that you must accept my blessing and let me blow your cock!" she exclaimed.

Dusk's eyes narrowed in confusion, hitting that MJ pivot once more as he turned to face Holy Boobs and staring at her.

"What?" he asked in a surprised, yet-not-unwilling tone.

"Your penis must be blessed to smite the darkness inside the castle!" she explained. "It is the superior weapon to all that you carry on you."

"Okay but, like... why?" he asked.

"Well, you see the completely logical and obvious reason for that is

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"I see!" Dusk exclaimed, snapping his fingers with a crack bigger than your usual Magic The Gathering tournament. "That makes one hundred percent logical sense and totally isn't a forced plot contrivance put in place solely for sex to occur. Gods above, the level of rationale and reason that explanation has makes me wanna get my dick sucked on this cold and uncomfortable bridge!"

"Worry not, brave hero! I, Sheila of the Order of Nuns With Strong Knees shall provide the oral relief required from such a brain-enlargening explanation!" she exclaimed, removing her throwaway frock and exposing herself to the leather-clad Vampire Hunter.

He licked his lips hungrily, visually devouring the good weight and curvaceous form the well-endowed nun possessed. She ran a hand under and over her breast, enticing Dusk's horny desires with how her tit bounced and jiggled from the contact. She was on him in a matter of moments, her strong knees hitting the rough road as her hands worked at his pants. The tight leather was soon pulled away, revealing the large, throbbing cock of the mighty Vampire Slayer.

The nun's eyes lit up with a heavenly golden glow, a hot, wet tongue being dragged along the fold of his balls. It garnered a faint moan from the pent-up femboy, his thick, heavy balls aching for release after the long journey to the town. He placed a hand on her head, fingers toying with the golden strands of her mane as her mouth worked magic, literally and sexually, on his spit-slicked sack. She buried her face into his baseball sized nuts, inhaling with a sharp moan as the sexual aroma wafted up her nostrils, enticing her brain with waves of sexual desire.

She took one of his balls into her mouth, the hot, wet cavern possessing a talented tongue that rolled and lolled over his wet ball, a second groan being gained from the purple girly-boi as her hand snaked to the top of his cock. She slid her fingers from the base to the tip of all fifteen inches of his forearm-thick cock, gripping softly at the head of his monster prick and gently beginning to grind her palm into it.

Dusk groaned a third time, eyes closing softly as he began to gently buck his hips into her eager fingers, her desperation to touch, taste, and feel his cock being as flattering to the small stallion as it was sexually pleasing. He'd often been the centre of attention growing up, a master of magic and combat of all kind, but he'd never found himself as a sex icon to anyone other than his older sister, a fellow Vampire Hunter who had completed her training years beforehand and had been slaying monsters left and right since she'd left home.

The nun moved her attention to his other ball, kissing it softly before slowly opening her maw and sucking it. He looked down, noticing the golden glow emanating from his twitching cock as the nun truly did bless his dick with the holy magic. The light left a warm, lingering feeling, one of power and softness that somehow also felt like it contained the wrath of a thousand gods, dedicated and eager to smiting all the darkness that gripped this great land in their foul clutches.

Her second hand moved up to the head of his cock to join the first, wanking his dick off something proper as he began dripping pre-cum into her palms. The drips she missed cascaded down his cock, soaking the dark purple length of his 'monster slayer' in an almost poetic manner. Her tongue moved from his balls, an action that brought sadness before bringing more pleasure as it danced along the length of his shaft.

She soon tasted his sweet load, slobbering down all of the thick, creamy pre that her hands had been unable to contain. It was a rewarding and successful practice for the little whore, as by the time her licking had cleaned his seed from his cock, her beautiful tongue-work had pleasured him enough to make him make even more. She was drinking from a fountain that she controlled, like a clever little minx.

"Suck it," Dusk commanded in a gruff tone. "Properly."

"Anything for you, brave hero," she mumbled, mouth pressed against his shaft with a wet, sloppy kiss.

She followed his orders, dragging her wet tongue up to the very tip of his dick before spearing her tight throat on it. Dusk physically flinched at the sudden tightness encroaching his entire member. He groaned loudly, head bolting back, balls twitching, and toes curling up in pleasure. She hilted the entire thing in a matter of seconds, her eyes fluttering in pleasure as her slutty ventures brought tingles to her holy body. Her spit continued to imbue Dusk's member with power, coating it with the lovely golden glow his entire nutsack was now covered in.

"Good girl... good girl," Dusk mumbled as he patted her on the head, his fingers twitching against the back of her scalp for a brief moment before finding a firm grip.

Once his hand was in place, her pulled the whorish maw off his dick and suddenly rammed back inside it as hard as he could. Her throat stretched out good and wide at the sudden intrusion of such a large object, gagging her loudly as she choked on the object. The gold coating on his dick went on thicker, more of the nun's spit from the back of her throat continuing to paint his cock with heavenly power.

His second hand found her head, grabbing the sides of it as he began to viciously plough her sweet little mouth. Her hands were pressed to his legs, gripping his strong, purple thighs with excitement as her eyes widened, the voracious pounding of her tight gullet making her eyes water and causing her mascara to run rather dramatically. Dusk gritted his teeth with enough force to make his jaw hurt, the burning heat of the nun's throat mixing in with the glowing feeling brought on by the blessing was too much for him to take and still stay rational.

He got to his feet, needing all the leverage he could get, as he raped her throat harder and harder. The nun was leaned forward on his legs, thankful of her ability to breathe through her nose as the foot-and-a-bit dick pounding her gullet left no room for her to take air in through her mouth. She moaned onto his cock, pleasant vibrations sent coursing through Dusk's monster shaft as she did so. Her hands found themselves in her pants, fingering her sweet little cunt, loud squelching noises coming from that gorgeous pussy as she sprinted towards her orgasm faster and faster.

Dusk roared loudly, hips slamming into her muzzle and staying there for a good minute as he came, dumping his torrential load into her gullet and stretching her tight belly out with the sheer volume of it. His eyes rolled back, tongue hanging from his mouth as he came harder than he'd ever done before in his life. His little nun slut was also lost in bliss, gulping down Dusk's monstrous load of cum without hesitation, regret, or remorse. Her hand pressed against her belly, feeling the cum swell her out more and more until she looked mere minutes away from giving birth before Dusk pulled out, cumming the rest of his load on her face before dropping against the wall of the bridge once more.

"F-Fuck me!" the nun demanded, on her hands and knees, eyes wild and crazy, with a heavy pant shaking her body. "I need more of your cum! I need all of your cock! I want it all inside me! Breed me like a prized fucking sow!"

Dusk made no attempts at hesitation, tackling the thicc nun to the floor and getting that bitch locked hard into the mating press. He pinned her to the floor, face buried in her sweat-slicked tits, as he began pounding her tight cunt as hard as he could. His physical training made him fit enough to do this for hours, his pretty little femboy body not being much for muscle, but his stamina was incredible.

Her thick ass jiggled as he fucked her, wrapping her arms around Dusk's svelte body as he held him close. They'd both lost their minds, fucking outside in the dark as if they were under the invitation of a crazed moon to do so. The wet, sinful slapping sounds of Dusk's massive cock ploughing her tights insides, every inch of her perfect little cunt gripping to Dusk's powerful bitch-breeder as he slammed it again and again into her womb, painless cervical penetration being the name of the game as the purple slayer prepared himself to grow a new branch of the family tree in some holy little whore he barely knew.

The two of them were soaked to the bone with sweat, Dusk's leather armour providing no such thing as breathing for his skin, and the womb-smashing he was giving to his new flame was not an activity suited for poor ventilation. He moved his head up, sticking his tongue into her maw and swapping spit with her in a lust-induced madness, under suspicion that the dark aura of the castle was really driving Dusk's libido up.

But if this was how he would be slaying his prey, he had no issue whatsoever with crushing some hot nun pussy as a warm-up for the cunt-destroying he'd be doing once he was inside the castle. He'd fuck his way through whatever monsters and demons Celestia had set up in there, break down all of her defences, and then fuck the evil out of that seven foot-tall, stacked-like-a-full-trolley whorebag and make her his bottom bitch. When he was done with her, the only thing that Vampire slut would be sucking was a bathtub's worth of cum out of his monster-slaying cock.

He could feel an orgasm building up inside him, his balls sloshing in the cum he'd made just to breed this pretty little bitch. His hips hammered against hers harder and harder, dick going as deep into that warm, tight cunt as it possible could. He hit the walls of her womb, causing her chubby stomach to bulge out even further as his dick hit her deepest spots and then some over and over again.

He couldn't hold it back any longer, but neither did he want to. With a loud whinny, Dusk's floodgates open and he began pumping his new friend full of more spunk than most men made in a year. His teeth gritted down hard, jaw aching from the pressure as his torrential tribute into her womb knocked the golden-maned whore up almost instantly, continuing to balloon her belly out further and further as he kept humping through the orgasm, making sure to milk every last drop of cum out of his loins and into the living rag he'd just met.

"W-Who's a good little breeding bitch?" Dusk asked in a mocking fashion.

"Me!" she exclaimed, her body twitching and trembling as Dusk fucked her into an orgasm, her freshly-bred pussy clamping down on his massive purple dick.

"Fucking right you are," Dusk sighed, pulling out of her cunt and wiping his dick on the inside of her thigh, stumbling back to his feet and fixing his pants.

He stared down at the drooling, twitching, cumflated nun with a proud smile, only to notice the faint golden glow he now had around his cock.

"This my blessing?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Y-Yes, brave hero," she nodded, fingering her cunt and watching as the cum spilled out of her. "It shall allow you to defeat and claim whatever you face as your own."

"Perfect," Dusk sniggered, finally putting his cock away and refastening his pants. "Any tips and tricks for the castle you wanna tell me?"

"Never trust anything, keep your guard up..." she said before looking him dead in the face with a serious expression. "And watch out for stairs."

Bark and Bite (Timberjack)

Dusk kept his stance low and prepared, ready to respond to anything that came hurtling out of the darkness at him. Anything that may be a creature of true nightmare... possibly a floating gorgon head that bobs up and down in the most bullshit way possible that makes them impossible to fucking dodge and it gets even worse when the stupid fucking game spawns the cunts on the same level of elevation you were when you killed the first one meaning that the bastards are always gonna be too high to whip when they get close enough and-

Dusk's ears perked and his muscles tensed at just the right moment, throwing himself sideways as an earth-shattering roar came form the ceiling followed by the buxom, orange, and... wood-laced form of a Timber-werewolf. Dusk rolled back to his feet, hand tearing his whip from its holster and cracking the steel-tipped leather weapon angrily.

Dusk looked over the beast before him, noticing the tell-tale signs of infection of the worst of all diseases: awootism.

The creature had once been like him: just a normal pony making their way downtown, walking fast, places passed, as she was home-bound. Her nude body was a beautiful coat of orange, trimmed and well-maintained, a cutie mark of apples sitting right on the side of that bodacious badonkadonk. A tail as thick and full as her ass flowed from over the top of it, matching the long, gorgeous mane.

But the disease was all-too set-in, incurable at this point. She had the scent of the beast, of hunger, and a lack of the ability to interpret subtle queues made in social situations. Her limbs, once pretty and pony, were now coated in gnarled wood, meaning that while she probably did really well at opening jars with how much friction it would make, it probably meant she gave really bad handjobs...

Or really good ones, if you had a splinter fetish.

Her face was coated in a domino mask of gnarled bark, holes broken through the thick material to allow her glowing green eyes to shine out, emanating a sickly smoke that came standard with awootism: vaping.... The beast stomped her wooden foot into the ground, cracking the cold stone beneath it.

She bared her pearly-white fangs, mumbling something in a southern drawl that was as arousing as it was incomprehensible. Probably something about NASCAR and how the confederate flag totally isn't racist despite it literally being a war flag created by an army that fought and died in the defence of slavery. What a sick and twisted being!

She hunkered down, preparing to charge towards him and unleash her 'southern pride', only to have Dusk throw up a hand as he noticed something.

"Oh, shit, hold up," he said, looking down at the leather whip with an annoyed expression.

"What?" asked the mighty Timber-werewolf, wooden eyebrow peaking with an earthly crack.

"I, uh, forgot to whack some of the candles on the way in here," Dusk said with a heavy sigh, traipsing about the room and slapping several candelabras with his whip and picking up the power-ups that fell from them. "I'm not about to start a boss fight when this thing hits like a wet noodle in its leather mode."

"I feel ya," she shrugged. "This kinda shit never happened after the series went all RPG."

"Ugh, finally somebody who agrees with me on that one," Dusk said, hearing the satisfying warping sound as his whip transformed into the metal, morning star-tipped steel whip. "And the fact they stopped taking your items off you after a death."

"Preach, brother," she shrugged, suddenly harshening up again and bearing her fangs. "Now, die!"

"Before that, can I get your name?" Dusk asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh... I guess I don' mind," she said with a shrug. "It's Applejack. Now why'd ya'll wanna know?"

"Just so when I win and breed you like the hot little bitch that you are, I know what to put on your collar," Dusk said, swinging the whip threateningly and smiling as the metal rang out menacingly.

"N-Now, hol' on a second!" Applejack exclaimed, eyes widening and cheeks flushing red. "Ya'll wanna do what now?"

"Make you one of my brood bitches," Dusk shrugged. "Put a nice lil' collar on you, sit you on my lap and pet you for a few hours a day, and then fuck you so hard that you cum your soul out and then fuck it right back into you."

"P-Pet?" she asked, breathing rather huskily now.

"What's wrong? The big pup never been pet before?" Dusk asked, smiling playfully at the seven foot tall Timber-werewolf.

"I ain't... nobody ever... people wanna do that?" she asked in bewilderment. "Ever since I got this disease, nobody's wanna to do nothin' but cut my head off."

"When did you get the disease?" Dusk questioned.

"Couple'a days after I got my flu vaccine," she shrugged.

Of course.

"So, if petting's getting you that excited, you wanna treat, too?" Dusk asked, curling the whip back up and placing it back in its holster.

"What're you offerin'?" she asked.

"Nice big piece of meat," Dusk smirked, unbuttoning his pants and sliding his nine-inch flaccid cock out, grinning as Applejack's eyes lit up with ferocious desire. "C'mere, girl."

Her doggy instincts kicked in immediately, leaping over to him and dropping to her haunches, tail (somehow) wagging furiously as her long, long tongue draped out of her mouth and a few inches lower then her chin. Her clawed paws dug into the ground, tearing up chunks of rock as she waited excitedly, panting loud enough to sound like bat wings beating as Dusk ran a hand over her head.

"You gonna be a good dog-slut?"

"Yeah."

"You gonna get fucked day and night by your master?"

"Yeah!"

"You gonna get bred every six months and give me lots of beautiful puppies?"

"Yeah!" Applejack exclaimed happily, pouncing forwards onto Dusk and wrapping her paws around the base of his cock.

Her tongue wrapped around it with enough dexterity to make Dusk's eyes widen instantly. He held back a growl as her wet dog-tongue slobbered all over his cock, her hot breath coating it in warmth and moisture as it began to harden at the speed of a champion sprinter. Applejack's eyes widened in amazement as it kept growing and growing, soon as thick as Dusk's forearm and standing at an enormous full-mast.

"Applejack, baby, do you wanna be a good girl?" Dusk asked playfully.

"Always," she growled in an unbelievably serious tone.

"Then... would you mind turning around and sitting that phat fucking ass on my face, please?" Dusk smirked. "And not getting off until I say so?"

"Anything for you, master!" Applejack exclaimed, whirling around like a hurricane and planting that massive, orange backside right on his muzzle.

The smell was over-powering within a second of it being present, Dusk's eyes rolling back at the faintest hint of her mare musk, dick twitching eagerly as he buried his mouth in her pussy. Fingers clapped to her dough-soft ass a moment later, sinking into the enormous, apple-bottom backside the second he applied pressure. He'd need hands twice as large and twice as many of them to be able to fully encompass this globe of a posterior, her bountiful butt forming an almost air-tight seal around his face from the sheer size of the fucker.

AJ got to work on his cock, a dog with her bone, as her tongue returned to being wrapped around that titanic, purple shaft. She slobbered eagerly up and down it, hearing and feeling vibrations in her pussy from Dusk moaning at her surprising level of skill with naught but her tongue. It slathered every inch of the many inches with thick dog-spit, her tongue pumping up and down the entire length like a piston as she eagerly drank down the Hunter's pre like a dog in a heat wave.

The dick made it's way into her mouth with a gentle buck of Dusk's femmy hips, but even his buxom booty provided no battle against the bountiful breadth of the big bitch's breeding body. Her hips were nearly as wide as a grown man's torso, ready to have an entire army's worth of puppies pass through them. He felt they needed to be that big and broad solely just to give something for her ass to fit onto, being wider, thicker, and denser than Dusk's entire girly-boi torso.

Applejack began grinding her ass back against Dusk, the mix of spit, sweat, mare lube, and sex wiping the hunter's mind and making him think of nothing more than rutting a litter of the most beautiful horse-dogs into Applejack's fertile womb... and then once that was over and done with, her was gonna plough her ass like a farmer's field. Fingers gripped and squeezed the seemingly-infinite ass before him, rolling all over it, kneading, slapping, and pressing it down harder against his face. He threw his hips forwards repeatedly, dicking AJ's mouth with gusto as she kept her plump, orange lips around it as good and tight as a good girl should.

And she was a very good girl.

He grabbed hold of her thick, blonde tail and twizzled it round his fingers, tugging gently at it and seeing it get a good reaction from the little whore riding his face, her dulcet moans making his cock twitch in an eager manner as it continued to dunk itself into her gullet. She took him as deep as it would go, swallowing down fifteen inches of perfection into her whore mouth, proving herself more than worthy of the title of 'best blowjob dog'. Dusk eagerly fucked her mouth and ate her pussy, tongue stabbing into the apple-flavoured beast cunt before him, spreading and devouring every inch of her tight, tasty cove that he could get his mouth into.

He could hear AJ panting in a desperate, close manner as her orgasm found itself fast approaching. Despite being a big and burly bitch, she seemed to be quite the quick shot in their little soiree. She threw her head back and howled loudly, pussy clamping down on his tongue as a flood of apple juice came pouring out of her cunt, soaking his muzzle with the best thing ever since infinite continues.

Dusk found himself still going strong, nowhere close to cumming and more than eager to do so in her sweet little mouth. He used a burst of magic, enhancing his strength and throwing the enormous werewolf off him, soon repositioning himself to have her on her back with his dick in her mouth once again.

"Ready to get that throat destroyed?" he asked in a confident manner, stripping out of his leather armour and finally going in the full nude, exposing his svelte, toned body to the hungry she-wolf.

"Mmph," she said with as much of a nod as you can muster with over a foot of cock in your mouth.

Dusk leaned over her body, mouth locking onto one of her enormous tits and sucking it, all the while pretty much giving her throat the missionary position. His eyes closed after a matter of moments, losing himself to the experience of her throat clutching every single wet inch of his titanic dick, the apple-flavoured tit before him, and the visceral scent of mare cum that was wafting up from between the little doggy-whore's legs.

He'd made a good choice coming to this castle. What had started off as a simple and routine 'whip candles and destroy monsters' had turned into a fully-submerged dive into who-knows how much pussy. All for him to enjoy to himself, using his now-holy cock to tame and breed hot bitches like this in pretty much every room he went into. He thought of his older sister while pounding Applejack's throat, wondering if she was stuck in a castle fighting a crazed necromancer who wanted to unleash a world-ending plague, or battling against hordes of skeletons eager to start the next stage of war, with their rattling and trumpets.

And here he was, getting his rocks off inside two bitches in the last ten minutes that were now part of his own little harem. Life was good for the twinky little Monster Slayer, and it was only set to get better once he had this orange and wet puppy cumming her brains out and adding more branches to the Sparkle family tree.

He felt his orgasm fast-approaching, eyes screwing shut and full, sloshing balls tightening against his body as he unleashed the torrent inside his furry little whore, cumming buckets into her maw and filling her tight little tummy up to the bursting point, swelling it out further and further as he continued to pump more and more into her.

His tongue lolled from his mouth, drooling spit down onto AJ's neck as his mental functions stopped for a good minute or two, eventually pulling out of her mouth and spurting the last of his first load onto her enormous tits, soaking her with his seed and marking the good girl for the first time in a series of many.

"F-Fuck..." Dusk groaned, collapsing backwards onto the cold stone and panting, his cock twitching and cumming little spurts of Sparkle Semen onto his chest as he stared up at the ceiling. "Guess I'm still not fully-recovered from last time..."

Was a real shame Applejack still had the energy left.

She pounced on top of Dusk once again, eyes narrowed in anger as she began grinding her soaking wet cunt against his cock, growling threateningly as she tried to get him hard again.

"Breed," was all she snarled at him, causing the Hunter to roll his eyes and nod along submissively.

"Alright... I promised my bitch a bone, didn't I?" he chuckled.

He clapped one hand to her ass and another to his own length, stroking it back to full mast before guiding it to her entrance. The heat from her cunt was radiating outwards, warming Dusk's wet shaft while still being inches away from it. Their was a communal lip bite as he pushed inside her, sinking inch after inch deep inside her until her hilted in her womb, at the perfect depth to breed this gorgeous little puppy whenever he was fit to blow.

He exhaled loudly once he was as deep as he could go, looking up at Applejack's quivering lips and rolled-back eyes as she began grinding herself on his dick, swirling her enormous hips around to get herself ready for a hard hammering.

"Fuck, you're tight," Dusk growled.

"Thanks, you're pretty cool too, partner" Applejack nodded in kind.

With another roll of his eyes and a hefty sigh, Dusk clapped both of his hands to that monstrous ass and began hammering into her. Her pleasure was obvious and immediate, dick bulging out of her cum-stuffed stomach as she threw her ass back against him. The fucking was wet, loud, and hard, Dusk almost losing his ability to see straight and think clearly as the werewolf riding his dick was able to control her inner muscles in an astonishing fashion.

Clenching, tensing, and tugging in every sweet spot he had on his dick in a way that was almost too much to handle. Biting down hard on his lip once again, he relaxed his cock and focused solely on pounding her, trying desperately not to cum so soon as he was unwilling to bear the embarrassment. The look on AJ's face told him she was on another planet right now, drooling thick spit from her lolling tongue down onto her cum-soaked jugs, eyes almost rolled back into her skull as her bark-tipped fingernails dug chunks out of the stone floor they lay on.

He hit home again and again inside that tight snatch, dick soaked and warmed through to the core by one of the best pussies he'd ever fucked. Sex was often a common reward when dealing with contracts on evil places, and he'd slain nearly as much rich and powerful MILF cunt as he had monsters hiding in the dark. He'd been around the block enough times to write a map on it, and yet Applejack's devilishly-tight pussy was a new street he never wanted to get out of.

Heavy breaths tore from the both of them, Dusk's fingers sinking into the stacked slut's doughy ass as he rutted her harder and harder, small chest heaving dramatically as he watched the dog-whore's tits bounce over and over again, throwing around enough weight to be lethal if it hit somebody wrong.

The young and hung hunter was soon at his limit, throwing his head back for a second time and cumming a river into his pretty pet's waiting pussy. AJ came hard and fast herself, her already-stuffed stomach being ballooned out even further as her womb was filled up like a pool in the summertime; cum, thick as glue, being dumped inside her by the bucket load as Dusk's seemingly-endless supply of sperm and semen knocked her doggy cunt up in a matter of seconds.

Dusk watched as the big bitch toppled backwards herself, falling off his cock and sending the rest of his load spurting several feet up into the air, soaking the both of them down to the skin as it landed in a wet, splattering fashion. They lay still on the floor, a river of cum leaking out of Applejack's swollen womb as Dusk stared at his own cum-soaked form.

"Do... do you guys have a shower anywhere in this place?" he asked, getting up on his elbows and watching his wolf-slut finger her cunt with a horny expression on her face.

"Down the hall, to the right, up the stairs with the hanging corpses, and the third door on the left of the first corridor," Applejack said with a tired expression, watching Dusk get to his feet.

He looked down at his armour, seeing it soaked through with semen and ladycum after having been in the splash tone. He shook his head with a sigh, merely taking the whip and belt from his ensemble and fastening it around his nude form, allowing his knee-length cock to hang free and even help illuminate the darkened halls thanks to its holy enchantment.

"You gonna be ready to leave with me when I finish breeding all the other sluts in here?" Dusk asked with a cocked eyebrow and an exhausted smile.

"Y-Yes, Master," she nodded, winking playfully at him as he began to stride past her.

"Oh," he said, all of a sudden coming to a stop.

He raised his hand to chest height, charging his fingers with magic before snapping them loudly, unleashing a purple aura around his fingertips and AJ's neck. The aura soon formed into a brown leather collar, matching the brown of the wood that coated the beautiful werewolf's body, fitted with a golden nameplate that just said 'cumdump' on it.

"You're welcome, baby," Dusk said, winking over his shoulder before heading off to find a shower.

Bathtime Banging (Flutterslime)

Dusk slid into the bath with a relaxed sigh. The warm soapy liquid soothed his tired body and aided him in washing himself clean of the stains of his previous romps. He was pleasantly surprised and slightly apprehensive about the lack of any other monsters in his path, be it larger creatures or even simple skeletons with an infinite bone capacity. He shuddered at the thought of such abominations, truly unwilling to fight something so unnatural and out of place in a world such as his. This land was one of logic, common sense, and delicious wall chicken.

Feeling his aching bones soothed and his health slowly regeneration from the warmth of the water, he lolled back, closing his eyes and exhaling slowly. His thoughts wandered to the layout of the castle, the outside of it appearing as nothing more than a simple, ancient, spooky building, but from his schooling on places like this, the outside was irrelevant. The insides of these castles were dark, twisted labyrinths full to the brim of dungeons, traps, and random out of place three-dimensional save coffins that really don't look as good as the developers thought they did when compared to the sprites in the modern day.

Out of place graphic-boasting aside, the castle had been nothing he couldn't handle so far. Keeping a watchful eye on the darkness around him, the monsters that prowled its depths, and those fucking staircases, Dusk had kept alive and mostly well on his way to the bathroom.

He began to scrub himself down more thoroughly, washing the mix of sweat, cum, and grime off his purple body before dunking his head underneath the surface of the water. His fingers scrubbed through his mane, making sure to wash through the gunk in it to restore his luscious, vampire-slaying locks to perfect condition. He'd need to keep in a well-groomed fashion if he wanted to contend with his other pretty-boy vampire hunters that seemed to have taken over the genre in recent years. Blaming anime for that one.

He broke the surface again, wiping the water from his eyes only to come face to face with another creature from the depths of the castle: huge-breasted goop.

Dusk blinked silently for a long moment, looking at the yellow-and-pink slime girl that had gotten into the bath with him. The curvaceous creature had an awkward expression on its face, what little of her face wasn't hidden behind her fringe.

"Uh... boo?" she asked in a rather uncertain manner, arms crossed under her enormous, gooey tits.

"Ahhh?" Dusk asked in just as confused a manner, unsure whether or not to go for his whip or to ask if she'd lost her mother or something. "Can I help you?"

"I'm... I'm here to destroy you, apparently... so..." she said, clearing her throat quietly and holding her hands up in a ghoulish fashion, bearing slime fangs, and squeaking out the most adorable 'rah' Dusk had ever heard.

He blinked once again, looking her over with a look of sheer bewilderment, eyes glancing left and right to see if this was some kind of joke.

"You're not scared, are you?" she asked in a downtrodden fashion.

"Is it that obvious?" she asked with a hearty sigh. "I knew Celestia never should have put me on the lower floors..."

"You're one of Celestia's minions?" Dusk asked, tearing his eyes away from her enormous tits once more to look over the rest of her. "You don't seem like her other goons."

"Goops," she corrected.

"Apologies, madam slime," Dusk said, standing up in the bath and retreating to the edge of it.

He noticed the slime girl's eyes dart to his cock immediately, the heat of the water having coaxed out an extra inch or two of purple length. The look of hunger of the slime's face was evident, a blush somehow spreading onto her cheeks as her already-gooey tits started to drip slime from her nipples as some kind of arousal.

"So, you a nasty little cum-slut like the rest of your kind?" he asked, grinning evilly as he began to toy with his cock, coaxing it into an enormous, twitching hard-on that enraptured the slime girl instantly.

"I'm not... I don't..." she stammered. "I've never been called nasty..."

"Then are you a good little cum-slut like the rest of your kind?" Dusk asked, putting more of an affectionate tone in his voice, much like when one praises a dog.

"Yes..." she nodded, a faint smile on her face as the brief motion caused her entire form to jiggle enticingly.

"Care to prove it?"

"Yeah!" she beamed, gliding through the water and over to Dusk.

She spent no time assessing his length, instead merely spearing her mouth around it and driving it deep into her throat. The slime's body was cooler than expected, especially when compared to the heat of the bath. It coaxed a relaxed sigh out of Dusk, leaning back on his hands end exhaling slowly. He watched the slime begin to moisten ever further, her entire top layer becoming a soaked mass that ran off into the water, giving it a faint mix of yellow and pink.

Dusk placed a hand to the back of her head, fingers sinking into her gelatinous body instantly with the faintest amount of pressure, allowing him to curl his fingers and stir her insides teasingly. The slime shivered in a pleasured manner, a faint smile touching the sides of her lips as she continued to pump her sopping throat up and down Dusk's shaft.

The vampire hunter found himself enjoying the start, but he soon learned that this was nothing more than a warm-up. Out of nowhere, the slime's throat tightened in three locations in her gullet, each seemingly forming its own separate mouth that began pumping up and down his cock, all moving out of sync and at different speeds.

His eyes twitched for a quick second, toes curling and thick thighs tightening at the sudden pleasure rocketing through his body. He curled his fingers into fists, a loud squelch coming from the hand inside the slime's head. A shaky breath left his lungs, eyes locked onto the slime girl as she continued to throat more and more of his twitching cock.

"Somebody's well-practised, huh?" Dusk chuckled, a heavy blush touching his cheeks as he tried to maintain his composure. "You a good little blob for all the throbbing cocks that come through here?"

She jiggled excitedly, the praise clearly rubbing her gelatinous body the right way as she continued to drip more into the water, releasing an extremely pleasant scent that wafted up into Dusk's nostrils. He pulled his hand out of her head, stroking her gooey mane and coating his hand in even more slime.

He huffed quietly, sweat from the heat of the slime's form against his mixing with the humid air, moist and heavy from the bath, now rolling down his small chest. He felt his inhibitions faltering rather quickly, placing his hands flat and square on the edge of the bath and beginning to buck his wide, femmy hips forward, knocking his cock deeper than ever into the slime's face.

His crotch was soon coated in her goop, hitting against her melty muzzle again and again, pleasure waves rolling through his purple shaft and washing over his entire body, nearly drowning him in an ocean of bliss. The slime continued to work her throat, pumping those different mouths up and down his dick, tensing and teasing specific areas of his length, hitting nerves and sections of the broad shaft that made him gasp in shock whenever her mouth began to rub against it.

He had no chance once she picked up the pace, bombing her head up and down his dick, all of those different mouths all throughout her throat pounding out a rhythm with such skill and grace that Dusk had almost no time to really enjoy himself before he was pushed over the brink, whinnying loudly as he almost came his soul out.

For the first time in his life, he was able to watch his load pour down the throat of his lover. Her yellow body was translucent enough to see through, the thick, white torrent pouring down her gullet and hitting the pit of her slimy insides. It sloshed and gurgled about as it pooled, soon filling her up to the brim. His load seemed unending, as it always did, the twitching little femboy continuing to blow more and more streams into his fucktoy, ballooning her gooey stomach out further and further.

The slime girl's eyes widened in shock, clearly unused to pleasuring a stallion such as him, as her enormous belly soon swelled out to nearly the size of her entire torso, expanding larger and larger until Dusk's flow finally ceased. The slime pulled back, staring down at her overly-inflated stomach with a look of pure amazement, hands gently touching her curved stomach as she felt the heat of the mighty load radiate from inside her.

Dusk had collapsed onto his back in the meantime, cum dribbling down from the end of his cock as he lay on the warm stone floor, panting in exhaustion. He'd never been that thoroughly milked by anything in his life, and even his seemingly-infinite capacity appeared to have been drained by the new challenger. His body was tired, spirit waning... this may require a trip to the church to restore his strength.

"Wait... it's still night time, isn't it?" he asked the slime girl as she giggled and played with her belly.

"Yeah, no sun for at least another eight hours," she nodded.

"Ugh... that means the church isn't gonna be open for ages..." he sighed. "And I'll be fucked if I'm just gonna stand outside the door tea-bagging the ground until the sun comes up."

"You could try asking the townsfolk for advice on how to heal yourself?" she suggested.

"What, and have them tell me the best way to feel better is to slam my head into a cliff near the weird mountain?" Dusk scoffed. "I'd have a better time figuring out where I needed to go if the fucking text was still in Japanese."

"So then... you're going to stay here?" she asked, biting her lip nervously as she hid her face underneath her fringe.

"I suppose I could look around for some wall chicken or something..." Dusk said, attempting to sit up only to drop back to the floor with a heavy thud. "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is not."

He stared at the ceiling until he heard a loud gurgling sound coming from the slime girl, eyes darting downwards as he forced himself to get to his elbows at the very least. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched the slime girl work her species' trademark ability: cum absorption. The thirsty little whore was eating all of the cum in her stomach, using it to create more slime... and redistributing it to much more... deserving areas.

Within a matter of moments, the slime girl was rocking an ass larger than her torso, thighs thick enough to make the ground shake, and tits nearly as big as Dusk would be curled up into a ball. He licked his lips hungrily, staring at the hyper-endowed slime girl with a glint in his eyes. His cock stiffened again in a matter of seconds, pre cum dribbling down his shaft as the slime girl blushed heavily once again.

"You like it?" she asked, unable to make eye contact out of embarrassment.

"I love it," he nodded, patting the ground in front of him. "C'mere."

She did as instructed, crawling out of the pool with her enormous, buxom form swaying as she did so, moving over to Dusk before sitting down in front of him. The horny vampire hunter wasted no time getting his hands on her, fingers massaging and squeezing her much more solid form now that she'd been fed. She toyed with her nipples, watching the slime drip from her horny body as he began stroking his cock.

A mischievous grin spread onto Dusk's face, eyeing up her large nipples with hunger before making a rather unorthodox move. He got onto his knees, angling his cock to be against her slimy nipple, before thrusting inside it with a buck of his hips. The slime girl gasped in shock, needing only moments for that shock to turn to pleasure as Dusk began bucking his hips back and forth, thoroughly fucking the slime girl's enormous nipple.

The hard, wet slopping sound was as arousing as it was loud, Dusk gripping hold of the slime's voluptuous form and continuing to hammer his cock deeper and deeper into her breast. The tightness was beyond comparison after her body had hardened somewhat from her cum intake, now feeling much more solid but still as penetrable. Every single inch of her expansive tit-slime gripped and soothed his cock like nothing else.

It seemed to be radiating some kind of pleasure through his dear, dripping whore's body too, as the heavy blush and loud moans exuding from her well-fucked form. She bit down on her gooey bottom lip, hand snaking up to her other nipple as she began to vigorously finger it, almost as hard as Dusk was ploughing her other one. He leaned over her enormous tits, resting his body on her torso-sized jug, pressing his lips against the slime's and sliding his tongue into her mouth.

He continued to literally fuck her tit as he kissed her, slime slobbering all over his tongue, something he gulped down hungrily. The moans from both of them were as hot as they were heavy, spit and slime spilling from the gap in their mouths whenever Dusk needed to breathe. The slime's tongue was long and delicious, carrying an enrapturing taste to it that only made Dusk hornier than ever.

He felt himself slipping into rut once again, mind going completely blank as the only thoughts he could conjure up were ones of fucking. He needed to blow his load inside this fat slut's huge tit, needed to keep tonguing her whorish mouth and enjoying every single drop of taste she had to offer.

He could feel his balls filling once again, his apple-sized nuts working overtime to produce the sperm he'd need to test his breeding capabilities with his pretty little slime girl. Chances were, if he came inside her again, she'd probably just eat it and grow even bigger than before. But this wasn't exactly a bad thing, as thin as a rake or bloated like a whale, this stretchy little slut was leaving the castle with him and anything else he wanted to tie a leash around and knock up.

His tongue had gone limp suddenly, hanging out between the gap in their mouths and merely allowing his sweet-flavoured slut to lap and suck at it, drinking down his drool for as long as she could before Dusk popped another bottle, so to speak. And it seemed the celebration wasn't delayed for too long, as with a powerful thrust and a heavy arch of Dusk's back, the twitching little femboy blew his load into her tit, cumming right into her hollow body and ballooning her once again.

She squee'd loudly in pleasure, eyes rolling back, tongue hanging from her mouth, and torso swelling out bigger and bigger as Dusk pumped a second, much larger load into the jiggly little whore that swelled her belly up to enormous sizes. If it wasn't for the fact that Dusk could see his own, powerful load swirling and churning inside the gelatinous slut, he'd have sworn she'd swallowed a baby dragon. Her bloated, groaning belly had stretched out to well over three feet in front of her, hot and heavy with thick, creamy cum as Dusk eventually pulled out of the slimy slut, cumming the rest of his load on her face before dropping onto his back once again, slowly losing consciousness as the strength left his body entirely.

"Um... don't die?" the slime girl asked as he faded to blackness. "Your cum tastes really good..."