It was a fairly busy day and one that marked the birth of a new production company sponsored by Flanksworth to take place. With a certain familiar changeling leading the charge.
“Alright everyone, please remember your scripts and get ready we are about to start shooting the first ever shoot for Triple P Productions!” Hollow announces excitedly, as she sits in her directors chair and crossing her legs. “And what does the Triple P stand for you ask?”
“No one asked,” Magma replies.
“Pony Pounding Posterior!” Hollow exclaims, causing Magma to roll his eyes, as he approaches her.
“How did I let you talk me into doing this Hollow?” Magma asks her. “Also, why am I dressed like a Wonderbolt?” he presses, showing off the signature Wonderbolt suit that fits well on his femboy body, except for the massive bulge in his crotch.
“Because you are the head of Wonderbolt academy and one of the students is on the verge of dropping out due to her poor grades. That is, until you make her an offer she can't refuse,” Hollow explains, as Silver Sneak runs around setting up for the scene.
“But I am a unicorn!” he exclaims pointing at his horn. “Won’t that raise questions!?”
“Meh, not like ponies care; they’re just here for the porn and don’t really care about any of that. They just wanna rub one out!” Hollow explains handing him his script. “Now, remember your lines. As soon as your co-star gets here, we can start shooting.”
“That reminds me, who is my co-star?” Magma asks, as he begins going through the script. As if to answer his question, his co-star, Rainbow Dash, walks in holding a script in her hand and reading through to memorize her lines.
“Hey, sorry I’m late,” she apologizes, feeling a tad embarrassed as to why she is here.
“It’s fine. Ms. Dash, please get into costume and prepare for makeup,” Hollow says.
“Wait, Dash? As in the Rainbow Dash?” Magma asks the cerulean pony.
“Yeah, that’s me,” she says, blushing slightly, as she gets her suit out and looks for a changing room. “Is there a room where I can change?” she asks.
“Nope, just do it out in the open. We’re gonna see those bits on camera soon enough anyways,” Hollow says, as Sneak shows up with a foldable makeup table and unfolds it. Dash blushes, turning around as she strips naked and quickly changes.
“So, how did we get Dash to agree for this shoot?” Magma asks Hollow.
“Well, turns out Wonderbolt academy tuition is really expensive,” Hollow says, as Sneak sets up a chair for Dash to sit at. Sneak soon rushes off and returns with a small stack of papers.
“Here is your contract. We need you to sign Ms. Dash,” Sneak says, handing it to her with a pen. Dash quickly signs the document and hands it back, before getting her makeup done. Sneak quickly adorns the mare with eyeshadow, lipstick and mascara.
“Do I really need all this stuff?” Dash asks.
“You are playing the role of a near dropout bimbo student, so yes. Oh, don’t forget the transformative Sneak!” Hollow says, as Sneak hands the pegasus a bottle of Hollow’s moo moo milk.
“Wait, transformative?” Dash asks, with a bit of concern.
“Relax, I modified it to wear off after an hour or two,” Sneak reassures her, as Dash reluctantly downs the drink, smacking her lips a few times. The transformative quickly turning her D cups all the way to F cups. Additionally, the elixir adorned her a bit more padding to her firm bottom, as well as widening her hips a bit.
“Whoa, that was intense,” the cerulean mare responds, feeling up her new temporarily soft assets.
“When did we start making transformative milk?” Magma whispers to Hollow.
“Don’t worry about it. Our little girl did it as a pet project,” Hollow responds, with a smug grin, before standing up. “Alright, places everypony! Let’s start shooting!” she announces, as Dash and Magma nod and get into their respective spots. Sneak heads over and mans the camera, ready to record the impending scenario. “Action!” Hollow shouts, as they begin the scene with Dash saunters into view of the camera, chewing some bubble gum and blowing bubbles. Magma walks in to the scene trying to remember the cheesy dialogue he’s sure Hollow wrote.
“There you are Ms. Dash. Skipping class again?” he says in the best authoritative voice he can muster.
“But like I don’t need to do the studies, since I’m the best flyer here,” she complains back to him.
“Well, skills are one thing, but you’ll need smarts here too, to be a certified Wonderbolt. I believe I have no other choice but to flunk you,” he says in a huff.
“Wh-what no please give me another chance I will do anything!” she pleads, walking up and rubbing him seductively.
“Very well then, in order for you to take get an A you gotta take this D,” Magma says, pushing her to the floor and freeing his hefty cock and balls. The rainbow maned mare gets right to work and takes him in her mouth, gagging a bit due to his size. Only taking the first seven inches of his twenty inch dick. He grabs a handful of her prismatic hair and begins to work more of his thick, musky cock into her gob. Getting to the halfway point, his preputial ring slips past her lips smearing a dark blue lipstick all along his length. She begins bobbing back and forth on his half length. He continues to use her hair to guide her up and down his length, trying to force her to take more, as she breathes in lungfuls of his musk.
“Come on, she needs to take his whole dong before we can get to the fucking!” Hollow exclaims, while Sneak zooms in closer to them, making sure to catch her dad’s massive meat pole stretching out the pegasus’s throat. Magma then takes Dash off his cock, allowing her to catch her breath, before forcing his whole member into her maw. She gags and goes wide eyed, looking up at him her big bright, magenta eyes; looking up at him as she struggles for breath. He pulls her off, leaving a trail of saliva attached between her lip and his prick.
“That was a decent oral exam. Now, for your physical performance,” Magma mutters, while the pegasus’s coughs, happy to finally have some air. She soon feels the side of her face lightly slapped with his dong. Getting the message, Dash quickly lies on her back and opens her legs. Following suit, Magma gets on his knees and rips a hole in her suit, exposing her wet slit.
“Could let me strip out of it? Spitfire is gonna kill me when I ask for a new uniform,” Dash mutters under her breath. As he soon begins pressing his head into her moist depths, eliciting a loud moan from Dash, as she sucks air the air through her teeth. He was huge and was stretching her tight cunt out. Inch by inch, his cock disappears inside her. She grunts over and over, trying to adjust to his massive size, as a slight bulge showing in her stomach.
“Keep going! Sneak, get in for a close up!” Hollow says bouncing in her seat, as Sneak does the same, sweating at the sight herself of her father pumping the Wonderbolt full of his cock. He soon bottoms out, giving her only a second’s amount of time before pulling out and ramming himself back in, causing her to squeak in surprise. He soon sets himself at a roughneck’s pace slamming his cock home into the entrance of her womb with each plunge, deposting generous helpings of pre-cum with every passing second. Dash was thankful for the extra padding she gained on her rear due to his weighty balls slapping against it so many times.
“Mmmph.You are doing very well on this physical, miss Dash. You might get that A after all,” he tells her, slamming home each time for emphasis including slapping her enlarged tits for good measure. Dash continues to pant like a dog in heat, her mascara running slightly, as she moans louder and louder before reaching her orgasm and spastically clamping down on his rod with her carnal canal and spraying juices onto his cock and balls. He grit his teeth, giving a few more powerful thrusts before he let out a loud howl of pleasure while his nuts burst, rushing cum through his cock and shooting out into Dash. Flooding her full of his steamy spunk, she quickly feels the additional weight of the load being deposited in her, as her toned tummy bloats with seed.
“Quick, pull out for a good cumshot!” Hollow exclaims licking her lips. Magma complies after awhile and pulls out to fire the last few shots onto Dash as they rain down covering her in sticky spooge from her head to her belly.
“Haaa haaa, that was good miss Dash… come by my office and we can talk more about your newly improved grades,” he says slapping her tits together and playing with them.
“Hehe…Sure thing Dean,” Dash responds somewhat satisfied.
“And cut!!!” Hollow yells with joy. “Great job, let’s get it into post!”
“Fuck, you were big, and you came so much… Glad your fixed,” Dash says feeling some of the cum inside her slosh around while taking a taste of jizz from her face into her gob.
“Fixed?” Magma says slightly confused.
“Yeah, you know, infertile and what not,” she responds.
“Ohhhhh...umm I hate to break this to you, but I am not fixed I am hella virle,” he answers back causing her eyes to go wide eyed.
“But that means I-.” she says looking down connecting the dots.
“Awesome I get a new sibling!” Sneak cheers happily.
Later at Flanksworth in Skorch’s office. The door bursts open while Skorch was getting some head from one of the new female employee’s
“Ahhh! Gloria I told you I’m busy with one of our- Ngh. new employee,” he says with a goofy grin.
“Yeah I know new girl is blowing you. We got new paperwork regarding the new ‘Addition’ to Flanksworth.” she says dropping a stack in front of his desk. “Those are for the potential accidental paternity we had in the first shoot so we need you to fill it out so she can receive payment,” Gloria points out as she leaves slamming the door.
“Way to kill my boner Gloria,” Skorch mutters.
