Another day at the new operation in Flanksworth, as they were busy setting up the next scene with one of their stars in the bathtub.
“So, Hollow, why exactly am I supposed to be in the bathtub?” Magma questions, feeling slightly cold from the waters of the large tub.
“Duh, we are doing a scene and I needed something to hold water,” Hollow explains. “Besides, Skorch is annoyed enough, having to do all that that paperwork with Rainbow Dash,” she points out. “So, she is temporarily out of action. Also, I got you a new partner for this scene!”
“And who might that be?” Magma asks, as a certain purple pony walks in. Wearing what looks to be a lifeguards bathing suit with a whistle, and small boogie board to complete the look, as well as a familiar collar, he certainly fits the scene.
“That would be me, Schnookums,” Twilight says, with a wink.
“Twilight huh? How did you talk her into this?” Magma asks Hollow who grins.
“Surprisingly, she volunteered after hearing about the number you did on Dashie,” Hollow says with a snicker. Figures, Hollow would let her do a thing like this. After all, Twilight had accidently become his play thing and Hollow was thrilled to bits with her. And astonishingly, she does teach Sneak a few new spells; granted, she mainly uses them for mischief.
“Yeah, I saw Dash after your shoot and hoo boy,” Twilight says, with a somewhat jealous look on her face. “So I asked her what happened and found out all about it.”
“So that’s how, huh?” Magma says, leaning back in the tub.
“Anyways, you read the script Sparklebutt?” Hollow asks Twilight, as she sits in her directors chair.
“You know it Hollow-Bunny,” Twilight winks back. Magma rolls his eyes, at the fact that they were already up to pet names. If they continue to get along this well, it’s gonna spell bad news for him down the line. A super horny changeling and now an Alicorn Princess thrown in the mix? His balls might not recover, if the two team up on him. Shivering at the thought, Sneak quickly comes over with the contract handing it to Twilight.
“Here, Auntie Twi, standard issue, gotta make you sign this,” Sneak says, handing Twilight the document for her signature.
“No problem, Sneaky,” Twilight says handing it back to her. Thankfully for Magma, Twilight has been somewhat of an aunt to Sneak minus the occasional ‘Secret fun times’ they have. Which isn’t so bad, since Sneak is fully grown and does have her mother’s lusty ways; it was bound to happen, one way or another. Sneak then scurries over to the camera, prepared to film this new scene.
“Alright quiet on set! Aaaaaaand action!” Hollow shouts.
“Wait, I didn’t get a script,” Magma says, confused. Twilight had a script, so why doesn’t he get one? Twilight comes in and sits on the outside of the tub.
“Hey Sexy, need a lifeguard?” she asks him, shooting him a wink.
“I’m in a bathtub, why would I need a lifeguard?” Magma responds confused, realizing this would work better if they were on a beach. Twilight immediately blows her whistle, causing Magma to recoil from how close she was.
“Out of the water there is a shark!” Twilight yells concerned.
“I am in a bathtub there is no shark!” Magma shouts back. Off scene, Hollow activates her magic, dragging Magma’s head into the water. The act causes him to flail about, as he’s forcibly, and unexpectedly, drowned. Twilight grabs him and pulls him out of the tub, while he sputters and coughs, catching his breath.
“I saved you,” Twilight says, with a soft smile.
“I was in a tub! There was no shark!!! Who tried to drown me!?” Magma shouts in anger, Twilight smiles it off.
‘“Wanna fuck?” she asks him, as he rolls his eyes.
“Wha...ugh. Yeah, sure,” he answers, knowing this is pointless and that he might as well get to the good part. Twilight responds by sinking to her knees and begins peppering his wet slab of fuck meat in kisses. Trom his tip all the way to his base, going underneath to give his balls a sloppy long wet kiss, she worships his stallionhood. After the initial onslaught of salacious smooching, she wraps her lips around his member and begins sucking him off, making sure to work his length with one hand. She alternates pleasing each one of his nuts, not wanting one of them to feel left out showing equal love and attention
“Mmmmm, you have such big balls. Now I need to give you mouth to cock,” she says, having retracted her head and apparently forgotten that she’d already been fellating him. Magma rolls his eyes at the clearly poorly word play that Hollow had written; but ignores it, as Twilight sucks him from bloated head to girthy root. She clearly has been practicing in her spare time. That, or Hollow has been lending her a hand and giving some pointers. Either way, if it means better blowjobs, he was all for it. Her throat stretches perfectly around him, engulfing the entirety of his length, and continuing to massage his weighty sack with her nimble fingers.
“Wow! Mom, you were right! All that training did pay off,” Sneak says, as Hollow watches her coltfriend gets head from his subby toy.
“That it is. Alright, Twilight, move to the scene we discussed now that he is lubed up!” Hollow announces.
“Mmmph nnn mph!!!” Twilight says, muffled by his member in her esophagus before pulling off him with a wet pop. She then stands up, and turns around, before putting his cock in position and engulfing it in her thick purple thighs. She then slowly moves herself forward and backwards, masturbating him with her plump legs, dragging her pussy along his length and coating it with her juices. Magma lets out a throaty moan, his member surrounded by her thighs, as her lower lips grind across the topside of length. The heat of her needy, wet entrance ensured his stallionhood was at least a nine on the Mohs scale. Magma pants, as his flush deepens, sweat beading on his forehead.
“Oh sweet Celestia, this is getting good,” Hollow says, her wings buzzing in excitement. As she bounces in her chair, almost breaking it from her the sheer weight of her bubbly bottom, she hungrily eyes the unfolding scene.
Magma, having placed his hands on Twilight’s wide hips, began thrusting. The impetus of his pendulous testicles caused the globes to wetly slap against the back of the alicorn’s thighs.
“Geez, Mom! I’m surprised that book you and auntie Twi found had all those sex poses in them. Some of them I’d never even heard of,” Sneak remarks, zooming on her father’s blissfully contorted face.
“Yup, this is called ‘Intercrural sex’, according to that book. Let’s just say we plan to try all these new found poses and positions on your daddy,” Hollow says with a toothy grin. Magma did hear it, but now he couldn’t care less. He was balls deep in thigh heaven, as he keeps slamming his hips against his partner. His flat headed tip peaking out between her legs with each plunge. For added theatrical emphasis, he slaps Twilight’s breeding ready hips, turning them from purple to red, with a large handprint next to her cutie mark.
“Ahhh haaa! I’m gonna cum!” Magma announces. As he works his hips with piston like speed, his eyes cross and tongue falls out of his mouth. Moments later, his precious foal batter erupts over the Princess’s thighs and over the floor, spackling the area with his seed. Twilight gasps at the warmness and looks over her shoulder to see a blissful Magma. The stallion, lost to everything but pleasure, paints the immediate area in his spunk.
“Mmmmm, another life saved,” Twilight remarks. Reaching down, she tenderly strikes the flared head of his tool, running her fingers through the rivulets of cream. Bringing her dexterous digits to her mouth, she savors the gooey goodness, allowing the flavor to course over her palate.
“Aaaand cut! Great shoot, Twilight! I can’t wait to get this into editing,” Hollow cheers. As she goes over to the cum puddle Magma created, she scoops up a finger full before devouring it.
“Hey Ma, save me some!” Sneak says, as she goes over, trying to snag some of her dad’s spunk.
“Maybe Auntie Twilight will let you get an extra treat,” Hollow suggests, pointing at the cum coated thighs of the Princess. Together, the girls quickly set upon the trapped stallion, each grinning hungrily at his spunk slick, turgid shaft. Magma certainly didn’t mind. His cock was still buried between the alicorn’s legs, leaking cum and twitching sporadically, as the mares set to work….
