Apogee's Hypersleepby ClopficsinthecommentsChaptersFreud's Worst NightmareA Blue and Gold Giftbox - (public, classroom - clopfics)A Green Giftbox - (futa, incest - Duelist96)A Red and White Giftbox - (hypnosis, incest, mc - Shakespearicles)A Silver Giftbox - (tentacles, mindbreak - clopfics)A Yellow and Green Giftbox - (brother/sister incest - SunnyDon'tLook)A Really Big Pink Giftbox - (macro/micro, incest - clopfics)A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25)It's Always Luna's FaultFreud's Worst NightmareFive seconds to atmospheric re-entry! Apogee’s computer blared at her, sweat pouring down her brow in her cramped command module. Already pink trails of plasma were licking along the exterior of her spacecraft’s hull, shining with an eerie neon glow against the black starry sky outside her window. Apogee bit her lip, as the entirety of the spacecraft began to tumble and roll, sparks and pops exploding across her control readout and among the crevices of the many-odd buttons, switches, dials, knobs, wheels, and joysticks. You have no idea what you’re doing, do you? Apogee shouted aloud, her hoof slamming against the seat belt latch, popping her free of her restraints. She immediately bonked her head against the control panel. Knocking her slightly senseless, despite her large, bubble-glass helmet. Ouch! Watch it! Honestly, I’d bail out if I were you! Apogee panicked, grabbing the handle of the capsule, jerking it back, only for the door to explode outwards, immediately sucking her out into the cold atmosphere, plummeting toward Equus at hypersonic velocities. “Gaaaaaah!” She screamed aloud, hooves and wings flailing out against the building ball of plasma all around her from the atmospheric heating. Her suit began to tear off in several places, eventually leaving her as nothing more than a plummeting yellow pegasus filly. Much to her embarrassment, it appeared that her cute, little, freckled plot happened to be her center of mass. Very quickly, she flipped head over pert, well-shaped teakettle...falling butt-first through the sky. “Heeeeeeeelp!” Apogee cried out, as the heat around her rear began to grow in waves, the fire spreading like an inferno as she streaked through the bright blue sky. “Anybody! Pleaaaaaaase!” Apogee cried out in fear, before looking over her shoulder to see just where she was headed. Below her, she could see her spacecraft burning up to a tiny cinder far above the Las Pegasus sky. The cloud-based desert city stretched out below her, and her terrified eyes quickly sought out the familiar tower she knew so well: home. There it was! If she could just maneuver, using her wings and her tail… she could steer toward it! And was that… on the balcony…? Yes! A giant bowl of cereal! Boop-a-roops and milk. She could see her mother carefully getting the bowl into place so that her trajectory would end up right inside it. If she could just avoid the damn silver spoon! *SPLASH* Apogee plunged butt-first into the warm, frothy milk, nearly hitting the bottom of the bowl before kicking up to the surface with a desperate gasp for air, her mane, and fur soaked with milk and little boop-a-roop O’s all over her. “Mom!” She shouted gleefully, kicking over to the side of the pool-sized bowl of cereal, “you saved me!” Delta chuckled, ruffling her daughter’s soaking mane. “Nice landing kiddo, you did awesome. Now get outta there so we can dry you off and go inside and see your dad.” She held out a big, fluffy white towel, emblazoned with the characters of her favorite childhood show: Potato Ponies. “Thanks, Mom!” Apogee squeaked, hopping out of the pool. Shaking herself off like a wet dog, Apogee was quickly wrapped up by her mother in the towel. “Who’s my little snuggle-sausage?” Delta giggled, as she tightened the towel tighter and tighter, wrapping Apogee up in a big hug before nuzzling Apogee on her adorable nose. “I am!” Apogee chirped happily, embraced by both the warm towel and her loving mother. “I love you mom!” “I love you too, kiddo… I’m so proud of you!” Delta nuzzled her again. “Now you get inside! Your father is finishing up your birthday cake, and all your hearth's-warming presents haven’t been opened yet!” Delta gave her a slap on the rear to get her headed inside. Apogee felt the shockwave of the slap reverberate through her butt, the sensation of playful, sharp, stinging sensation ringing through her loins, reminding her of how the re-entry had warmed her so intimately. The filly’s face blushed, her tail swishing as she trotted happily into the foyer of her father’s luxury apartment. “Hey Dad!” Apogee crowed. “I’m home!” “I’m in the kitchen Apogee!” Jet’s familiar, welcoming baritone voice filled the apartment. “Oh hey Dad!” Apogee chirped, her eyes going over the beautiful hearth’s-warming tree and the many beautiful, well-wrapped presents underneath its boughs. “I thought you had to work late all this week?” “Good news honey!” Jet smiled, turning around from the oven he was monitoring with a beaming smile. “I’ve decided I’ve got enough money for the rest of forever, and I retired! Now I can spend every day at home with you!” Apogee squeed, dancing on her hooves with joy. “Dad that’s awesome! And whatever you’re cooking smells amazing... what is it?” “I’m glad you asked!” Jet smiled, opening the oven and pulling out several trays. A giant cucumber, a 3-foot long sausage, an eggplant, a thick Prench baguette, and a massive corn-dog were all placed in front of her on the kitchen counter, causing the filly to shift her rear legs uncomfortably before looking at her father with a raised eyebrow. “Uh, dad?” “Yes, honey?” “Wouldn’t you say that some of these things are a little… well…” Apogee shifted uncomfortably, unsure of how to say what she was thinking. “Yes?” “...well… small?” Apogee gasped out, her breath releasing a steamy huff with the enunciation of the world small. “That’s my greedy little girl! My honey-bunny needs her dad to give her the really big stuff, doesn’t she?” Jet chuckled, sliding an oven-mitt onto one of his hooves. Apogee nodded enthusiastically. “Give it to me dad!” “Here you go hun!” Jet chuckled, opening the oven and releasing a could of black smoke that quickly raced upward and outward through the kitchen, bringing with it the oakiest, masculine scents. “It’s just for you!” He turned and placed a gigantic cake, so long and wide that it couldn’t possibly have fit inside the oven, laying it in front of the eager little filly with a sound effect akin to a *THWAP*. Apogee’s hungry eyes raced over the chocolate cake, a long, thick, cylindrically shaped tube of pastry that was just the slightest shade of off-color dark brown. The thick girth of the cake tapered only slightly (except for a small bump about halfway up) ending with a rounded top, pointed right at the hungry filly’s face. “Happy birthday honey! I know it’s your favorite flavor!” Jet grinned with joy. “Aww… no whipped cream?” Apogee pouted. Jet chuckled and shook his head, pulling out a little can of whipped cream and began to liberally spray puffs of the cream on the end of the cake. “I forgot just how much you love this stuff.” Apogee nodded enthusiastically, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. “Shoot some for me dad!” Jet laughed even louder, firing some of the cream through the air at his silly daughter. Apogee chuckled as she began to wipe her face of the thick creamy foam her father had shot all over her. “Wow Dad, I don’t know if I’ll be able to take on such a big cake all by myself.” Apogee’s wings fluttered with building excitement. “Oh don’t be silly honey, your mom and you have managed this size of cake many a time now.” Jet chuckled, putting both of his big, strong hooves on the kitchen counter and staring mischievously across the surface at his daughter. “Still, I wish that I had a friend who could help me tackle this thing.” Apogee grinned at her father. Just at that moment, a mop of dark reddish brown hair appeared from under the kitchen counter, as her best friend Diz’s head popped into view, directly across from her. She seemed to be positioned right in front of her father, between his hooves, her small back barely reaching the underside of her father’s chest and belly. “H-hi Gee!” Diz smiled slightly, though she seemed to be wincing every other second, her left eye twitching and rolling slightly. “Diz!” Apogee shot her hooves up in surprise and joy. She hadn’t been expecting to see her best friend here, let alone right underneath her father. Apogee noticed now that her father’s hips seemed to be slowly gyrating back and forth, in time with her friend’s winces. “What are you doing here!?” “H-huh? Unmmf!” Diz bit her lip slightly and her tail thrashed under Apogee’s father, the little earth-filly’s hooves slipped slightly. “Oo-oh… y-your… dad is just… hng… showing me… mmm! H-how to put a bun… in the… oh celestia.... Oven!” Diz whined out as Apogee noticed her father grinning calmly while looking down at the smaller pony, his powerful hips continuing to make their rocking motion. “Oh! That’s awesome! I can’t believe you’re also here for my Hearth's-Warming-birthday!” Apogee squealed. “Oh, she wouldn’t miss it honey.” Jet grinned. His rocking movements now making strange, wet and loud *PLAP* sounds come from the other side of the counter. “And I’m gonna use the opportunity to fill your friend up with cake… and… whipped… mmmgghh…. CREAM.” Apogee covered her mouth with a hoof. Her father had stopped all movements, simply shoving her friend against the edge of the counter, making poor Diz’s eyes seem to pop out from her face. Out of nowhere, the whipped cream can started to suddenly fire, sending spurts of cream in burst after burst, all while Diz groaned and drooled onto the marble countertop. “Mmm…. I… l-love… c-cream…” The filly’s eyes shut as she passed out blissfully. “Hey, kiddo!” Apogee heard her mother’s voice from behind her and wheeled about, turning to see her mother hop up onto the large sectional couch in the living room and pat the cushion next to her. “There’ll be plenty of time to stuff yourself with your dad’s baked goods later! You get your little butt over here and open your presents!” Apogee squealed with delight again, throwing the towel off of her and trotting over to the central living room, past the warm, crackling fire and over to the ornately decorated Hearth’s-warming tree, each decoration was some type of spaceship, and they crackled and popped with burning thrusters as they strained at their fastening hooks. Beneath the tree sat a pile of presents, each the same size: stereotypical large boxes about the dimensions of a volleyball. They were wrapped ornately with red, green and gold foil paper… all were capped off with intricate silk ribbons tied into beautiful bows. “Oh wow, guys! Which one should I start with?” The filly pranced on her hooftips, prodding one of the gift boxes. “Whatever one you want honey!” Jet chuckled as he came around the kitchen counter to join the festivities in the living room. Apogee noticed with a strange look that her friend Diz was still suspended under her father somehow, passed out, hooves dangling off the floor. Something was keeping her connected to her father, her back pressed against his belly. He took a seat, propping the sleeping earth-filly up in his lap. “You’ll be opening all of them anyway!” Apogee chirped with joy and grabbed the box, planting her rear on the comfortable cushion, snuggling in between her two smiling laughing presents. She pulled the bow and lifted the box top, and a swirl of color exploded from the container, drawing her vision into the vortex and whisking her away to another world. But which box had she chosen? What world would she be sent to? That is up to YOU to decide! (CHOOSE A CHAPTER!) Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Well, this is my first attempt at a 'crackfic'... having some fun with pure crazy wish fulfillment. You're about to see this thing get kicked into overdrive: a number of different kinks, fetishes, and debauched ideas were pitched on the derpibooru forums. If something got cut, or your idea didn't make it in... I apologize! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Blue and Gold Giftbox - (public, classroom - clopfics) Sleeping in Class - Chapter by Clopfics Contains public sex, impregnation, cum-inflation, incest Apogee sat at her school desk, idly looking at the wall clock as it ticked menacingly. Strangely, the second hand never seemed to move - she seemed to be stuck in this classroom forever. Well, that wasn’t that unusual a feeling, to be honest. Ms. Kindnicker stood up from her desk at the front-center of the classroom taking off her glasses and putting them down gently before clearing her throat and addressing the class directly. “Well class, our guest for today’s lecture has arrived for today!” She motioned toward the door, which clicked as it opened. Apogee sat up, along with the rest of her class as the clopping hooves of a stallion came into the classroom. “Dad!?” “Hey, honey!” Jet chuckled as he trotted in and walked over to Kindnicker’s desk. Apogee’s eyes shot wide and she blushed, she glanced about the class, catching the glances and chuckles of all of her classmates. This was a bit embarrassing: just whywas her dad here, anyway? “Well class,” Kindnicker smiled. “I’ve invited this special guest to follow up on the health education class from last week. I know that some of you do learn in a much more practical demonstration sort of way.” Apogee’s blush went to a bright red as the din of confused teenagers trying to understand just what was about to happen. “Quiet down now class, please.” Kindnicker motioned with her hooves. “If you would, Mr. Jet Stream?” “With pleasure.” Jet reared up on his hind legs… and let his massive, girthy, dark-brown 17-inch stallionhood fall with a heavy *thwop* onto Kindnicker’s desk, making the whole thing jump with its impact, as it caused even a small cup filled with Kindnicker’s pencils to spill over. A small scream came from one of the other girls in the class, as wings unfurled in surprise and excitement across the board. One pony even shouted out. “Holy bucking shit!” “Wing Walker, that’s a weeks detention.” Kindnicker scolded, glancing up from the huge, throbbing shaft of meat currently resting on her blotter. “Now class, please quiet down. Mr. Stream is larger than average, but that’s no reason to feel intimidated or jealous!” Apogee swallowed hard and tried to shrink into her seat as her beloved high-school teacher began to massage up and down her father’s pulsating cock, admiring the thickness of his stallionhood. “Well well Mr. Stream, I don’t think we should delay things any further - let’s get right on to the practical demonstration, shall we?” Apogee gulped aloud as her teacher trotted around to the side of her desk, putting her short hooves up on the edge and flicking her icy-blue tail up into the air, before flicking her mane backward and fixing the class with a warm, teacherly smile. She was baring her plump marehood and ponut to the entire class of students, without an ounce of shame. “Now class, see how my marehood has plumped up, and how my clitoris is even poking out sometimes to welcome the stallion? Just like in the lecture… and if you try smelling you’ll notice I’m giving out on ar-” “Ms. Kindnicker.” Apogee’s eyes flashed to her father, who had just cut in. “Yes, Mr. Stream?” “Don’t you think it would be better if we took a volunteer for this little demonstration? I’m sure you’d welcome the opportunity to have me teach one of your students directly.” “A wonderful idea! Class, any volunteers?” Apogee was surprised at the number of fillies’ hooves that shot up in the air - and even those who hadn’t stuck their hooves up seemed torn. She couldn’t believe what was happening. “Dude, Apogee… your dad is like, hung.” A classmate whispered from behind her with a giggle. Apogee sank down in her chair, hoping that the floor would suddenly absorb her. “Well Ms. Kindnicker, I’d like to take that one: my daughter, Apogee.” Apogee flinched as her father’s hoof pointed directly at her. It wasn’t the only thing pointing at her. “Great idea! Apogee, front of the class please!” The entire class was whispering in shocked undertones as Apogee slunk forward, feeling the eyes of every one of her friends and classmates boring into her… to be honest… it was starting to excite her… in a weird kind of way. She got up to her teacher’s desk, ears folded back along her head before she looked up at her dad with worry and fear in her eyes. “D-dad? Ms. Kindnicker? A-are you sure…” “C’mon now Apogee… hooves on the desk please!” Kindnicker instructed. Apogee did as she was told. “Now class, I’ll flip Apogee’s skirt up.” Apogee felt the grey fabric that had been her only modesty put onto her back, resting atop her school sweater. “...and what you should notice immediately is-... Apogee dear, tail up please.” Apogee gulped, closing her eyes with embarrassment as she lifted her tail and exposed her plot to her entire class. Every one of them could now see her most private place. “As I was saying - you’ll notice right away that her marehood is smaller and plumper: as you age and give birth things will tend to shift about. But every filly is different, so don’t worry if yours looks bigger or smaller. Let the colts worry about their size - not something you’ve got to worry about Mr. Jet Stream.” Apogee shivered, feeling a cold wetness press against her pussy, and a snuffling inhale. “Mmm yes, she’s lubricating nicely a fragrance of boop-a-roops I notice.” Apogee heard the clattering of her father’s hooves as he mounted her, his larger bulk wrapping around her as he stepped his forehooves up onto her teacher’s desk. “D-dad…?” Apogee whispered, feeling her father’s shadow across her back, unsure of just how this crazy situation was going on. “Shhh quiet hun, I’m gonna fuck you now, in front of all your friends. For educational purposes.” He whispered, nipping at her left ear. “See now class? The stallion has mounted the female. At first his stallionhood… or penis as we call it, scientifically, will be out of alignment, resting on his mare’s back or under her belly button.” Kindnicker spoke behind Apogee, continuing her lecture. “But with a little shifting… and perhaps a helping hand from the lecturer to speed things along… there we are.” Apogee felt the hot, THICK, heat of her father’s cockhead against her small pussy entrance. She couldn’t believe this was happening… but even more so, she couldn’t believe that she was liking it. Her father began to press forward, her lips strained to accept him, spreading wider and wider with lascivious tension. “And perhaps a little helping hoof work to spread our exemplary tight little fillyhood.” Apogee groaned as she felt a pair of hooves grab her asscheeks and spread her wide. Then yelped as her father plowed into her. Unlike his usual pace, Jet was brutal. He drove in with intense thrusts, pounding inch after inch in her. “See class, when a stallion is in rut… he will act quickly and without hesitation to bury himself as deep as possible into his female.” “D-daddy!” Apogee screamed out, in fear and excitement, aware that her rutting was occurring in front of the entire class. A particularly hard thrust drove her father’s medial ring deep into her and caused the desk to slide a few inches forward with a grinding squeal. “At this point, the stallion may even be inside his female’s cervix, depending on his length and her depth…” Apogee grimaced as another lung-emptying thrust drove her into the desk. He wasn’t inside her womb just… yet! With a small whinny, Jet slammed his cock in, hilting inside of his daughter’s cunt, the massively wide base straining her fillyhood so wide that her plump outer labia were basically touching her inner thighs. She felt her father’s heavy knob push right through into her womb. And she felt herself cum. “See class!?” Kindnicker mentioned, her voice a hazy background Apogee couldn’t focus on. “As the stallion hilts, the mare has a high likelihood of orgasm. Watch as her clitoris extends and contracts, rubbing against the stallion’s flesh for even more pleasure. Internally her muscles are milking and coaxing her stallion to release. And she may even…” Apogee felt herself whine and nicker, a gush of clear, sticky liquid splatter out from her strained pussy and spraying all over her father’s pendulous testicles, dripping down to the floor in front of all her classmates. “...yes! She’s lubricating! Not all mares will... “ Kindnicker smiled. “...and definitely not quite this much… and look at those testicles… see how they’re twitching and rising! That means that we’re about to see…” Apogee felt a sharp pinch on her neck as her father bit into her fur and pounded relentlessly, causing his balls to slap against her rear. She felt his massive flare as he grew and expanded inside her womb, straining her belly and making her groan. “...see class! Watch her belly - that little bulge is Mr. Jet Stream’s flare… and any moment now we’ll see.” Apogee felt a spill of warmth begin to fill her. Sticky, white-hot, thick ropes of her father’s cum gushing out in burst after burst as he pulsed and pulsed and pulsed inside of her. Terror filled her gut even faster than her father’s batter as a thought raced through her addled mind. “D-dad… I’m not on m-moon tea… y-you’re gonna make me… pregnant!” “Good.” Jet huffed in her ear with a chuckle, another heavy spurt dolloping into her as he did so. “I’m gonna fill you up in front of the whole class.” Kindnicker cleared her throat. “No talking from the subjects, please… though I do thank you for the reminder about pregnancy. As I was saying: see how her belly is beginning to fill with his seed? Even now millions of his sperm are swimming into the mare’s fallopian tubes and searching for ova to fertilize… perhaps even more than one!” Apogee noticed Kindnicker’s tone change slightly as her father continued to pump and pump and pump. “O-oh… oh my. I… I didn’t realize such quantity was possible.” Apogee groaned as she felt herself filling up, her belly distending downward as her father stuffed her full of his potent seed. “Class, this is really… quite unusual.” Kindnicker gasped. Apogee could feel spurts of her father’s shots pouring from her cunt, splattering to the floor with thick globby plops, her body unable to contain anything more. “W-well… I suppose it is a chance for you to see what a ten-month pregnant female would look like… observe how even Apogee’s belly button has popped out… not uncommon with larger pregnancies… ah! It appears that Mr. Stream has finally completed!” Apogee moaned as her father withdraw his fat cock from her body, his hooves carefully clattering and his huge rod plumbing her depths before popping out of her with an obscene schlorp that preceded a torrential spilling of the naughty mixture of father-daughter juices. “And look, he’s ready for another demonstration… any volunteers!?” Apogee’s eyes were rolling in her head from pleasure, mortified embarrassment, confusion, the thought of a new life growing inside her, and the insanity of the whole situation… but they still picked up the massive forest of filly-arms sticking straight up into the air, desperate to be picked. The door burst open and Officer Copper Top, the school police liaison raced in, with a weapon in hand. “Down on the floor everypony! This little den of debauchery is under arrest!” Apogee squeaked as the arms which had moments before up in the air with eager hopes to be picked… were stuck in the air in absolute surrender. Even her father and Kindnicker were standing stock still, hooves up as they prepared to be arrested by the representative of Celestia’s justice. “W-why?” Apogee squeaked, finding courage despite her terror. “Why should we be arrested… everypony w-wanted to do this!” She choked out, her mind feeling hazy and uncoordinated. “Just do as she says Apogee!” Kindnicker scolded. “Yes honey, this was wrong… all wrong… and we’ve got to go to Tartarus now for the rest of our lives.” Jet mumbled, tears starting to stream down his face. “N-no!” Apogee coughed, craning to look at the furious cop, despite still being pinned under her mounted father. “I won’t go along with it… it’s not right!” Copper Top grinned maliciously at Apogee. “Your compliance is not required.” The weapon in her hand made a small popping sound, and Apogee saw a strange set of barbs with gossamer wires stringing behind them fly toward her. “TASER TASER TASER!” Copper Top shouted. Apogee opened her mouth to say something. But then all she knew was pain. Her vision flashed white, and she knew no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! First box opened... classroom sex! Man, I have to do more with Kindnicker! Let me know if this was your favorite giftbox to open... what would you have done if you were a classmate in Apogee's school and this was your classroom demonstration? I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Green Giftbox - (futa, incest - Duelist96) Mom’s New Equipment- Chapter by Duelist96 Contains futa, incest Apogee opened her eyes. She’d been having the strangest dream. Re-entries, baked goods, her parents, the presents. None of it made any sense. All from taking a little nap in her mother’s trailer, out in her junkyard. Apogee yawned and turned onto her back. Immediately she yelped and swallowed her breath. She had company. The little mare stared up into the bright cerise eyes of the mare on top of her. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the scent of alcohol, her burning sex, and the masculine scent of the cock on top of her belly. Her loins ached to feel that large cock inside of her, its potent seed filling her to the brim and quenching her irritable heat. Little rivulets of her arousal seeped from her winking pussy, her short tail trying its hardest to spread her scent. Apogee’s breath hitched in her throat as the cock slid along her belly as the mare lowered her head to her ear. “I’m glad that you came to me to sate your heat, Apogee,” Delta said, her alcoholic breath causing mixed emotions in the filly. Apogee still couldn’t believe that her mother was the one to be taking in the most primal of ways. She felt that she should have been disgusted by the idea of copulating with her mother, but when Delta had let her cock grow free, she couldn’t control herself further. After seeing that monster between her mother’s legs, Apogee had gone straight to the natural position of mounting and presented her needy sex. She had heard the shuffling of hooves behind her and prepared for her mother to mount her when she was pushed on her side. Apparently, Delta wanted her to see everything that was about to happen to her. Taking a deep breath, Apogee was about to answer her mother when a low moan escaped her lips. Her mother had adjusted herself and was now pressing the tip of her cock against her moist entrance. He tight pussy pressed back against the massive intruder, but that didn’t seem to bother Delta much. She snorted as she pressed against her daughter’s tight fillyhood, kissing along her jawline to get her to relax. Apogee squired at her mother’s kissing, trying her hardest to get the tip to pop inside. She felt a hoof plant on her shoulder and start to press down. The added force helped to finally pop the head of the large cock inside, causing Apogee to arch her back as pleasure filled her mind. Her mother didn’t move, her breathing heavy as she grew accustomed to the wet, tight warmth of her daughter’s insides. The walls gripped at her head in desperate need, her daughter panting as she squirmed. “Are you ready?” Delta asked. Apogee couldn’t find her voice to respond, so she nodded her head vigorously. Delta moved a hoof over to Apogee’s other shoulder and pressed forward. Apogee bit her lip as her inner walls were parted, doing their hardest to fit every inch of the thick length of her mother. Her brain was being overstimulated as her pleasure grew with every inch that entered her. It wasn’t long before Delta had pushed far enough for her cock to stop its advance as her medial ring reached her pussy lips. Delta didn’t say anything, snorting even harder as she pulled her hips back a bit, her daughter’s moans ringing in her ears. Closing her eyes in concentration, she pushed forward with more force, spreading her daughter again and forcing her medial ring inside of her. Even after the squelching pop of the medial ring entering the hot confines of her daughter, Delta kept pushing forward until she was fully hilted. When Delta’s large testicles made contact with her rear, Apogee’s hooves moved on their own as they gripped her mother. She pulled her mother into a deep kiss, the alcoholic breath not even stopping her from entwining their tongues and swapping saliva. She needed the distraction because she knew if she looked down at her abdomen, she would see the bulge that was created by her mother’s cock. The heat of the length inside of her caused the fire inside of her to burn hotter, and she was hoping the kiss would get her to start moving. It seemed Delta could read her mind as even though her lips were still focused on prench kissing her daughter, her hips moved of their own accord. The strong, spicy scent of such a fertile mare brought out her baser instincts, and she didn’t plan on stopping until Apogee was thoroughly bred. Her hips continued to draw back before reaching her medial ring, and instead of continuing on her retreat, she slammed back into her. Apogee’s mewls of pleasure were lost in the deep kiss, pleasure running along her spine as she was overloaded with pleasure. She could tell that even with how hard her mother was slamming into her, she wasn’t fully hilted yet. Her brain reverted to her primal instincts as she knew what would happen when her mother finally hilted her. Her chest puffed a bit against Delta’s who did the same. Both mares were enjoying the pleasures they brought each other. Delta’s thrusts slowly gained in speed, the tip of her cock twitching heavily as it kissed Apogee’s cervix. Apogee deepened the kiss with her mother, only parting quickly to get some air before continuing the kiss again. Her hooves pressed tighter against Delta, trying her hardest to bring her in closer. Delta happily answered her daughter’s response, continuing to pick up speed as her flare began to expand. Apogee could feel her mother’s flare spread her walls further and began humping back with equal fervor. They would both pull back before slamming together, the head of the cock trying to enter the deepest sanctuary. It wasn’t long before the two mares had to part from their kiss, moans escaping their lips as sweat dripped off of their bodies. Apogee was happy to see her mother in the buff, her coat immaculate without the tank-top covering up her beautiful body. “Get ready to have your own sibling,” Delta said between heavy pants. Apogee screwed her eyes shut as she finally forced out her own voice. “Fill me, mother. I want to feel everything inside of me,” Apogee begged. Her words seemed to have an effect on her mother as she gave a few final thrusts before breaching her cervix, her flare blocking the hole as semen began to fire out. Delta let out a hearty groan as she felt every rope of cum travel along her length, expanding it a slight bit before being shot deep into Apogee’s womb. Apogee squealed with pleasure as she felt every hot strand of cum enter her fertile grounds, her pussy milking everything out of her mother’s plump orbs. The fire that once burned her pussy was replaced by the loving warmth of cum that was deposited inside of her. Apogee wasn’t sure how long they were connected or how much her mother had filled her, but she could feel her bloated belly slosh with cum. Delta soon ran out of strength and collapsed to the ground, lying on top of her daughter. Apogee could hear her mother’s snores and couldn’t find the strength to wake her. In fact, she enjoyed the closeness and warmth that was radiating off Delta. Finding comfort inside her mother’s embrace, she let her eyes close, deciding to join her mother in her sleep before repeating their incestuous debauchery again. Besides, she has to make sure that her mother is truly milked of her virile seed, and she herself was carrying however many foals her mother could pump into her. ... A terrifying siren began to sound in the distance. The shriek of the alarm was one that she’d only heard during the air-magic-bombing defense drills they still practiced annually at school. “WARNING WARNING - THIS IS NOT A DRILL - BALEFIRE BOMBS ARE EN ROUTE TO LAS PEGASUS - SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY!” The creepy mechanical voice blared, before being replaced again with the wail of the siren. Apogee’s hackles rose and horror spilled into her gut. She was confused, terrified… she had no idea what to do. “M-mom!?” She squeaked, hoping her mom would be able to protect her. But just as Delta extended her wing to try to cover her a flash… brighter than anything she’d ever seen illuminated everything: she could see the bones of her mother’s wings as the light ripped through feathers and flesh. Filling everything with radiant brilliance. Then… nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Duelist96 did AWESOME with this chapter. Duelist was one of the very first authors that I met on the site, and his fic Fleeting Flames is one of my most favorite HiE stories, and definitely worth a look! I particularly loved just how well he had Apogee get bred by the almost animalistic Delta Vee... was extremely hot. I hope to do more collabs with Duelist soon! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Red and White Giftbox - (hypnosis, incest, mc - Shakespearicles) Hypnowatch - Chapter by Shakespearicles Contains hypnosis, mindcontrol, incest Apogee found herself still sitting in front of the Hearth's Warming tree. After everything else that had happened, she was expecting anything. A Cockzilla, a Cockasaurus, a Cocktopus. The last thing she expected to see was her mother, Delta Vee sitting behind her next to her father. It was more than Apogee could ever hope to wish for. It was a Hearth's Warming miracle. A dream come true! "Are you going to open your present?" Jet asked. "Yeah. Let's not make this take all day," Delta said. "You know how much I hate having to breathe the same air as your father." Okay. Maybe not exactly a dream come true. "You guys must have loved each other at some point," Apogee said, pointing at herself. "Obviously." "Of course," Jet assured her. "Pfft, yeah," Delta snorted. "Yes please, romanticize the night that we had too much to drink and had unprotected sex in college." "Excuse me, Delta!" Jet scolded, motioning to Apogee. "Inappropriate!" "Gee, you're old enough to understand," Delta said. "You know by now that no matter how much you want to, you can't make somepony love somepony else." Apogee frowned. "Now would you just please open your damn box so I can get going?" "Happy Hearth's Warming to you too, Vee," Jet said. "Eat a dick, Jet," Delta snapped. Apogee opened the box. There was no flash of magical light or anything. Just a simple pocket watch. "There ya go kiddo. I know how much you love being punctual. A little something I picked up the other day from this little place The Little Shop of Honors... or something. I dunno. I wasn't wearing my glasses." "Ooh," Apogee said swinging the watch by the chain in her hoof. "I'm like one of those psychic magicians!" "Yeah. Now you can psychically tell that it's time for me to leave," she said, reaching for her winter coat. "Wait! Stay!" Apogee said, still swinging the watch. Delta Vee stopped moving "I'll stay," Delta said in a dull, monotone voice. She stayed where she was on the couch. Her eyes sort of just glazed over. Jet Stream likewise sat motionless with the same vacant expression. For a long, quiet moment, nopony moved or said anything. "Mom? What are you doing?" Apogee asked. "I'm staying," she said. "Why?" Apogee asked. "Because you told me to," she answered in the same robotic manner. Apogee looked at the watch hanging in her hoof. She could feel it thrum with energy. Not being a unicorn, she never wielded magic before. It made her hoof tingle as though it had fallen asleep. Could it really be? she wondered. There was one way to find out. "You're getting very sleepy," Apogee said. "I'm getting very sleepy," Delta and Jet both said in stereo. "Mom, bark like a dog." "BARK! ARF! WOOF!" Delta barked emphatically. She was never one to play along in games like this with Apogee. If her mother really was hypnotized, she could make her do anything she wanted. "Mom... love Dad," Apogee said. The corner of Delta's eye twitched. The edge of her lips tugged into a snarl. "Ngh- grrr... no," Delta growled. Apogee frowned. The power of hypnosis had its limits. Tampering with emotions directly was too much. It only fooled the head, not the heart. Even a magical genie would be hard-pressed to grant a wish like that. Apogee would have to be more indirect and subtle. "Mom... kiss Dad." Delta Vee didn't hesitate. She moved over on the couch beside Jet and kissed him, planting her lips firmly on his before sitting back in place. In Delta's mind, she could emotionally detach herself from physical intimacy. Even still, Apogee gasped. There was no way Delta would have done that normally, even as a prank on her daughter. Apogee had seen enough hypnosis acts on TV. She could do whatever she wanted with them and they wouldn't remember a thing. Unless she wanted them to. And of course, there was the power of suggestion. Her mind buzzed with ideas. "Mom, keep kissing Dad," Apogee said. Delta leaned over and continued to kiss Jet. It was a rather boring, plain kiss as they just held their lips together. "Dad, kiss mom back. Both of you use more tongue." Their kiss became more passionate. Apogee knew she needed to ingrain a positive experience associated with the act. Especially for her mom. "Mom, play with yourself," she said. Delta's hoof moved between her legs and she began to rub her pussy. After a minute or two, her fur became visibly damp with arousal. "Okay, stop kissing," she said. They stopped kissing but Delta continued to rub her pussy in a game of Simon-Says. She would not stop until given the explicit instruction from Apogee to do so. "Mom, stop playing with yourself and rub your hoof on Dad's nose." Delta did as she was told, rubbing her wetness on Jet's snout. Jet groaned as his nostrils flared reflexively. The primal parts of his brain were beyond even the control of hypnosis. His penis began to emerge from his sheath. "Mom, play with Dad's dick," she said. Delta took her hoof from his snout and began to rub his penis, making it harden very quickly. "Dad, play with Mom's pussy." He reached his hoof across hers and began to rub her marehood. They both moaned from their mutual masturbation. Apogee was anxious to get them to go further. But she realized that all of it would be for little more than her own, temporary enjoyment if they forgot everything once they 'woke up'. "Okay, stop," she instructed. They both stopped and sat upright. "When I clap my hooves, you will both wake up. And you will both be filled with a desire for each other. You will tell each other that you want to pleasure them. You will each be happy to hear it and accept. Pleasuring each other will make you feel happy. The more you do it, the happier you'll feel." Apogee thought about it for a moment. Surely once they found happiness in each other physically, the emotional part would follow. She was about to clap her hooves. "Oh, and me being in the room won't bother you." Apogee clapped her hooves. Jet and Delta blinked for a moment. Jet became acutely aware of a familiar scent on his nose, the taste of it on his lips. And he became aware of his painfully hard erection in front of him. For some reason, he didn't seem to mind that Apogee was right there looking at him. He looked at the mare beside him. She was staring hungrily at him. "Jet," Delta said. "I... I want you," she said. Jet was surprised to hear such a thing from his bitter ex, yet still filled with joy at hearing the words. "I want you too," he admitted freely. Delta felt her heart flutter. Like a weight had been lifted from her heart. It was happiness. It had been a long time since she felt such pure joy. "I can see that," she said, eyeing his erection. Her hoof moved on its own to start stroking it. The more she touched it, the happier she felt. Like this was the one thing missing from her life. Jet wasted no time in returning the favor. He slipped his hoof between her legs and began to rub her. He had been a content stallion in life. He had Apogee after all. But the hole in his heart that Delta had left behind never really healed. As he pleasured her, it felt like that missing piece had returned. That he was complete once more. With each touch he gave her, he was closer to being truly happy. For Delta, the undiluted happiness was like a drug. She needed more of it immediately, if not sooner. And in her hoof was the key. "I need to suck it," she moaned. She leaned over and began to suck him off. It made her even happier having it in her mouth. Normally she didn't care for sucking a stallion off so much, but this dick was special somehow. Her new position denied Jet access to her marehood. He wanted it back. He needed it back. "Vee, please," he all but begged. "Let me eat your pussy!" She was consumed with consuming him. It took some doing to get under her, with her straddling his face as she continued to suck his dick. Neither of them even glanced at Apogee, sitting mere inches away beside the couch, clopping herself silly as she watched her parents sixty-nine each other. Each of them deriving pure bliss from doing so. Her mother's entire expression changed. No longer did she wear the sour scowl of a bitter mare. Even with her mane still in a messy tussle, and her mouth full of dick, she looked beautiful when she was happy. Apogee's wings could not be any stiffer as she bit her lip to stifle her own moans. Her fillyhood spurted wetness onto the rug as she came. "Ngh! I know how much you love riding this big dick," Jet said, enticing her to let him give her more pleasure. "It always gets you off when you're on top!" Delta moaned and pulled his dick from her mouth. "Yeah, and I know you love fucking this tight twat," Delta said, practically shivering with anticipation of getting him to cum. She turned around to straddle his waist, reaching back with her wing to help aim him into her marehood. He put his hooves on her hips and lowered her down onto him. They both moaned out in pleasure and joy as he slid into her. "Why did we ever stop doing this?" Jet asked. "I don't know. But it doesn't matter now," Delta said. "Just fuck me. Fuck me until you cum!" Jet held her hips and thrust up into her as she lowered herself down to meet him. They moved in practiced synchronization as if they had never stopped. His hips collided with hers. Her clit winked against his fur as he hilted her. She shuddered as she felt herself cum. He could that she was cumming from the way her pussy practically quivered around him. The rush of happiness it brought him, brought him to tears of joy. Apogee might as well have been invisible as they fucked like animals on the couch. She had front row seats to watching her father's cock vanishing into her mother's pussy. Her own masturbatory moans were drowned out by the wild cries of the mare on top, and the grunts of the stallion below her. All of it to the rhythmic, wet slaps of rutting. "Oh Vee, oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Jet moaned. "Yes! Yes, please cum!" Delta begged. He felt his balls growing tighter and grunted as he gave a few final thrusts. Delta could feel him flaring inside her. She slammed herself down one last time, driving him home. He cried out as his cock began to throb and pulse. Delta felt him twitching and jerking. A sudden rush of warmth deep inside he confirmed it. He was cumming. She felt a rush of happiness flood through her that could only be described as euphoric. It was as close to heaven as a pony could get while their heart was still beating. "I love you, Delta!" Jet said. "I love you too, Jet!" Delta cried out, causing the temperature in Tartarus to drop sharply. Listening to her father climaxing made Apogee cum again. And their confession of love to one another was a dream come true. She tried to stand but lost her balance. She stumbled backward and her hoof landed on the pocket watch, shattering the glass face. With a bright flash, the magic enchantment dispelled. Delta and Jet both blinked and shook their heads, completely freed of the spell. They both looked down between themselves, at him still balls-deep inside her. The memory of everything came rushing back. It seemed surreal. The sex, and the joy from it with each other. It didn't seem possible. And then the memory of the hypnosis. Their heads both snapped to look over at- "APOGEE!" They both yelled. “Hehe… forgive me?” Apogee chuckled guiltily, her ears flattened back against her head as she put on a puppy dog face. It was a tried and tested strategy of hers, after all. Jet’s face immediately softened. “Oh… of course honey, I could never stay mad at you!” Apogee squee’d and looked over at Delta with the same hopeful, adorable, doe-eyes. Those same eyes quickly widened in terror as she found herself staring down the barrel of a shotgun, brandished by her furious mother. “Jet, she’s just got you under her spell! If we don’t stop her she’ll pollute us… then all of Equestria!” Delta screamed in a panic, racking a shell with a hideously final sounding pump into the shotgun’s chamber. “M-mom… wait!” Apogee chirped. Her stomach sank as her gut filled with horror. She opened her mouth and lifted a hoof to placate her mother. But all she saw was a flash from the end of the barrel and no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! The man, the myth, the legend... Shakespearicles. What more can be said? Shake took up the mantle of the hypnosis kink like the master he is. I don't know how he is able to write such quality clop so quickly... it's almost like he's done this before. Seriously though, Shake managed to find a way to take a little throwaway crackfic contribution like this and mix in some lovely feels as you get to see Apogee attempt to get some wish fulfillment for herself. If you don't know Shake and his works, get out from under the rock you've been living under. If you need a recommendation from me, BBBFF is my favorite fic from the world's strongest writer... but his repertoire is amazing across the board. Stay tuned as Shake and I have more collabs on the way (with a bit more planning than this one had)... which I'm really hoping you'll all like! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Silver Giftbox - (tentacles, mindbreak - clopfics) The Risks of Space Gardening - Chapter by Clopfics Contains tentacles, mindbreak Apogee opened her eyes, she’d been having the weirdest daydream. It was rife with crazy re-entries, strange friends, and Hearth's-warming presents… she was glad THAT had ended. Apogee pressed the repressurization button. The port-side airlock to her moonbase slammed shut, cutting her off from the strange, cold wasteland of the lunar regolith. Bright LED lights flickered on and the hissing of pressurized air began to fill the cabin, as recirculation pumps filled the station module with breathable atmosphere. A small monitor nearby flashed green three times, and Apogee unfastened her heavy astronaut helmet, the lunar-designed equipment much bulkier than what might otherwise be used in deep space. “Ahhh!” She took in a happy lungful of air, before hoofing the switch on the next door, opening the airlock to the interior of the base. She strode in with confidence, the motion-sensing lights clicking on all around her as she made her way past her crew-quarters and over to the science lab. With a sweep of her wing, she cleared away the plastic containers and chemistry vials, making a space on her workbench for the container that she was carrying under her other wing, still wrapped in heavy thermal protection fabric. “There we go… now let’s take a closer look at you… my little botanical anomaly.” Apogee mused to herself (it was a solo station after all), as she clicked open the seals on the little container, and extracted the little budding eggplant, still nestled in its little patch of Equus soil, transported hundreds of thousands of miles just to see what kind of agriculture might be possible on the surface of the moon. What made this eggplant very unique, however… was the fact that its first budding fruit, a still-tiny eggplant bulb, was a bright pink. And it had a cutie mark. Or at least… that was the only way that Apogee could describe what she had seen when she’d gone out to the greenhouse module. It might just have been some strange mutation, but Apogee suspected that the absence of Equus’s magical field had probably caused some of this bizarre horticultural modification. In any case… there was a little heart with a straw on it. “So little guy… just what the heck is your deal, hmm?” Apogee clicked on the bright overhead lamp. Almost immediately, it looked like the little budding stalk sprouted a little vine, twisting and straining toward the new source of light. Apogee blinked quickly, unsure if she could believe what she’d just seen. “Huh?” She leaned in closer. “Little guy, did you just…” Apogee asked, before seeing another little vine shoot out and curl around the edge of the pot it was nestled in. “You did! You grew a whole new vine in reaction to just a little bit of light. You’re doing awesome, little guy!” Apogee squeed, dancing on her hooves. “I knew you could flourish in a magic-less environment!” Apogee rested on her elbows, scooching her face close to the little plant and watching it begin to grow before her very eyes. The vine twisted and turned toward her face, as if reaching out for her, making Apogee chuckle. “Aww… I love you too, cutie.” She leaned forward and laid a light smooch on the reaching leaf. Immediately the plant throbbed and grew. The central stalk budding two more vines and stretching out… little curls heading in every direction like a spiderweb growing right before Apogee’s eyes. “W-woah…” Apogee stood up. One of the tendrils quickly snaked around her still uniformed hoof, the bright green stark against her dirty-white suit. The little vine, no thicker than a string, curled and wrapped around Apogee’s arm, playfully wrapping itself around her. “Hah, I see little guy… you don’t want me to go, huh? You just wanted some more space?” Apogee smiled, letting the vine continue to grow up her arm as she chuckled. If she got in trouble she would easily be able to cut off the tiny string-like vine with a simple yank. “Would you like some water, too?” Apogee asked, pouring a small vial of nearby water into the dirt. Immediately, the root system expanded, shattering out of the small plastic wall that contained the potted dirt. Thick roots snaked over the edge of the tabled, gripping and anchoring the rapidly expanding central plant. Apogee chuckled nervously to herself, this thing really could grow quickly. She could even see that the small bud of fruit had gotten slightly larger… Apogee felt a little tickle at her neck, and a quick glance back at her shoulder showed that the small vine that had snaked its way up her arm had continued all the way to the opening from where she usually had her helmet to enter into her suit, tickling at the sweaty yellow fur as it did so. She giggled as the vine made its way in. “Hey now, little guy…” Apogee nervously smiled, “careful... I’m gonna need to pull back or I’ll end up having to cut that vine of yours…” Apogee got ready to take a step back to disentangle herself, but as she tried to move her suit boots… she found them strangely stuck to the base’s floor. “H-huh?” Apogee glanced down. Her feet were completely wrapped in thick, entangling roots. Unbeknownst to her, the plant had burst through the bottom of its container, through the aluminum worktable, and set a root system deep into the plasteel tiles of the base… and trapping Apogee in place. “Wh-what the hay!?” Apogee squeaked, panic starting to rise inside her now. She jerked back with her left arm, hoping to tug it free of the opening quickly and get away before things got out of hoof. But the vine resisted, simply thickening and extending. A second jerk of the arm was resisted firmly as the now cordage-thick vine tightened and kept her left arm in place. “Stop that!” Apogee muttered, reaching across with her right hoof to yank the offending vine. As she scrabbled to grip the green tendril, she noticed it begin to weep a clear, aloe-like jelly. It smelled amazing… but it was also more slippery than a seapony’s backside! Her gloved hope kept slipping off. With a little bit of fear in her eyes, Apogee clawed at the tendril, trying to free her hoof… when the vine loosened for a moment, creating a loop in its bight that easily lassoed both of her hooves together, then tightened up, as if she were handcuffed. “A-ah!” Apogee squeaked, as another vine shot out, with no doubt as to its purpose, quickly wrapping up her hooves and beginning to secrete the slippery coating. She tried to jerk both of her arms as one, only to feel the powerful tension in the sinewy vines resist her, holding her entirely in place. “Oh…. Celestia!” Apogee shouted, fear overtaking her as she realized she was completely helpless against this bizarre plant, which now had control of all of her limbs. Her mind raced, if she was trapped like this, she wouldn’t be able to get food or water… or recycle the generator… she’d only be able to last in this spot for less than a day... if things didn’t get any worse. Right on cue, just after she had that thought…. Things got worse. Apogee felt the vine that had made its way into her heavy EVA suit suddenly tickling at her belly, changing her fearful grunting into a hesitant giggle. “He-he-he… st--stop that!” She moaned out, between forced laughs. The vine was playing up and down her belly and back… tracing down her suit legs and finding the underside of her rear hooves. The inside of her suit was very quickly getting filled up with the strange lubricating substance the plant was releasing. Not only was it slick and squishy feeling… but it had a strange warming effect against her skin. And then… part of the vine brushed against her plot. Apogee felt the little vine brush against her marehood, and her heart immediately THUMPED in her chest. She bit her lip and swallowed, eyes widening. She hoped that the vine didn’t notice her reaction. Immediately the vine snaked and curled from its exploration of her other limbs, pulling back and positioning its questing tendril-end against her soft pussy, as if sniffing the strange animal reproductive organ - trying to understand what its purpose was. “Ohh… b-buddy… c-careful where you’re touching…” Apogee mewled, sweat forming on her flushed face as the tendril toyed with her filly-lips, sliding over the sensitive skin between her vagina and tailhole, and prodding against her clenched ponut. “...th-that’s not f-for little plants…” The roots around her hooves released her. Not that it gave Apogee any freedom: all four hooves were securely in the grasp of snaking tendrils. With her hooves free though, she was easily lifted into the air, hovering part way between the ceiling of the station and the floor as the powerful plant hoisted her with no effort on its part whatsoever. With what seemed almost like frustration, several tendrils wrapped into the open neck collar of Apogee’s suit and began to pull with tremendous force. Apogee felt the vines began to tear and pull at the fabric, which was rated to take even micro-meteorite impacts. In moments, the plant’s power had ripped the whole suit into tiny fabric scraps as she was torn free of her EVA protection. “Ah!” Apogee squeaked, naked to the all-encompassing vine plant, still aloft and held spread eagle by all four hooves in the air. She tried vainly to tuck her tail against her belly, but her whole body was being wrapped in vines, around her waist, her neck, her flank, and her tail. The little bindings quickly pulled her blue tail out of the way, ensuring that nothing would get between it and Apogee’s fertile soil. Apogee could feel the slathering lubrication drenching her limbs and stomach from the constraining vines, the whole effect warming her and making her sweat in reaction to whatever complex herbal proteins were being absorbed through her skin. “Ohh… I feel… s-strange…” Apogee moaned, her eyes drooping. She could see something big coming out of the huge mass of writhing leaves that was the worktable, but she was having trouble forcing her eyes to focus on whatever it was. One of the supporting vines wrapped around the inside of both her thighs, tightening and squeezing, framing her marehood and tailhole, and making her cute little butt pop out delectably. The new squeezing made her eyes dart open, and then she saw it. This was no vine. This was a tentacle. The thick, dripping, sausage-like organ slicked out toward her. It was as thick as her arm, and it ended in a blunt, bumpy end that seeped with the clear lubrication. Extending quickly, it flopped across her face with a wet thwap. It was heavy. It was wet. It was hot… and it smelled amazing. Apogee groaned as the complex aroma filled her head, driving out her thoughts and replacing them with a heady mixture of musk, spices, sweets, passion, desire… lust. Apogee couldn’t help but slightly open her mouth, her little tongue panting out as she strained to lick the fat plant-cock laying across her snout. She just had to taste that ambrosia… smelling was not enough. Sensing the new source of heat from the filly’s panting mouth, the tentacle quivered and slid into her maw, squirting and seeping its aphrodisia as it plunged into her throat. Apogee’s eyes flared wide and then rolled with pleasure as the thick honey exploded her mind with fireworks. It tasted better than anything she could even imagine. She felt a ripple boil through her body, heat exploding out of every one of her feather tips as she flared to full extension and orgasmed with powerful humping thrusts at the air. “Mnnnghghkllk…..!” Apogee groaned out, swallowing and swallowing as the thick tentacle deep-throated her, sliding down her esophagus and into her belly. More vines raced along her back, intertwining with her extended wings and holding her feathers out in a state of full extension. She groaned again and felt her own, hot, sticky lubrication squirt from her as she winked powerfully. The whole plant shuddered and twisted as her juices dripped onto the root system. Apogee’s rolling eyes had just enough energy to see the fat tentacle immediately bifurcate at the root… then trifurcate… as two thick cock tentacles wrapped up her legs… and found her winking, squirting pussy. “Mnngghhhesss!” Apogee moaned into the throat tentacle, as the knobby end of one found her pussy lips. She grunted and struggled vainly against her bindings, trying to drive the writhing worm into her body, but finding herself unable to move against the tight hold. To her frustration, the knobby head slipped past her winking cunt, sliding over the skin between it and her asshole… before nestling right against her rosebud. She groaned, eyes crossing as a surge rippled through the tentacle and it pushed its slick body into her tight little ponut, straining her wide as it entered her anus and began to drive into her ass. “Mmmmf! MMMF!” Apogee felt the wind knocked out of her as the thick cock-like organ filled her rear, sliding inch after inch of giant, straining, wriggling plant-flesh into her. She couldn’t believe that she hadn’t passed out from lack of oxygen yet. But the nectar that was pouring into her was giving her the oxygen she needed, somehow. Thirstily she slurped it up, even as the tentacle poured directly into her stomach… and into her lower intestines… the nutrients keeping her in a state of blissful ecstasy… and still conscious to feel the next sensation of the last, thickest knob press against her pussy. It strained, spreading as wide as it could but unable to accept the massive invader. Apogee didn’t care about the impossible size… she wanted it… wanted it so badly to be inside her… to pour that wonderful nectar into her… to fill her completely. She had been cumming non-stop for almost a full minute - it felt like her brain was melting away in the sea of endorphins she was being flooded with. “MMnnnggghh…. Mngghhzknzzzzee!” Finally, the little filly’s non-stop winking cunt let the knobby tentacle pierce her. Without any hesitation the fat green slime-tentacle slid and expanded into her tight, grasping cunt. It fucked its way up her velvet tunnel, expanding so obscenely that it made her yellow tummy bulge with its passage as it barged up against her womb. Instead of fucking itself in and out the tentacle expanded and contracted, like a breathing beast, stimulating Apogee with the change of its thickness. Her little clit had been looped by a small, massaging vine, and it pulled her lovebud against the throbbing cock-tentacle pulsing in her. Not that it mattered. Apogee had been in full-orgasm for minutes now. Hours. Days. Years. Time had no meaning in this state. “Hmmmfff….. HMMMMNNGG!!!” Apogee’s eyes rolled out of control, like a mail-mare on morphine. She didn’t feel the small vines creep into her ears and nose. Gossamer thin tendrils snaked their way into her ear canal and against her nasal passage, growing ever thinner and more delicate as they snaked their way into the nerve endings of those organs… and into Apogee’s brain. Hello warm one. Apogee struggled to understand the foggy thought that seemed to come from somewhere else. Huhhhh…. Wassaaaat? Whoo isss you… so… harrdd…. no think guud…. Hush my little flower. You gave me light, water, love. You are about to give me a plot for my seedlings. In return, I will give you what your animal brain wants more than anything else. No more painful thoughts or worries of survival. I will take all that away and give you pure eternal pleasure. Some reptilian part of Apogee’s brain cried out: danger! Danger! She didn’t want to become a mindless chemical pleasure wash… did she? N-nnooooooo…. p-pleeassss….. Hush now. Apogee squealed and moaned. She didn’t feel the mutated eggplant fruit, dripping with lubrication now the width of her hoof and as long as her leg, slide up along the tentacle fucking her pussy. She didn’t feel it slide in alongside the tentacle as it shrank to permit it inside her body, didn’t feel the tremendous strain and bulge as it pressed up against her cervix sliding inside her uterus… But she did feel it explode with plant-juice, spilling its seed and pumping her fuller and fuller of its liquid seedlings, impregnating her with its offspring, germinating her with such obscene volumes that her belly fattened up to the size of a mare pregnant with triplets. Good flower. Sleep now… in everlasting pleasure. Apogee squealed as her brain melted into a sea of dopamine, her sentience washing away in the flood of lusty pleasure… Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! This box was requested by Shino himself! He wanted to read Apogee getting assaulted by an alien plant of some type on Mars... I figured this is about close enough! Tentacles are a new one for me to write. I was worried that I would feel a bit lost without a male pov to project through, but this actually turned out OK... (I think)... Did my first attempt at tentacular sex work for you? Let me know! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Yellow and Green Giftbox - (brother/sister incest - SunnyDon'tLook) Side Winder’s Missile- Chapter by [https://www.fimfiction.net/user/132987/SunnyDontLook]SunnyDon’tLook Contains incest Apogee opened her eyes and stared at the sight before her. She’d been having the strangest dream: re-entries, cakes, sausages, her parents actually getting along. It was all so improbable. She yawned and stretched her arms, trying to take stock of just where she was. It took only a moment to get her bearings back, and as soon as she did she squeaked with embarrassment and blushed. She was in bed with her friend Diz, and her brother Side Winder was watching them both with a smile plastered across his muzzle. His cock twitched before them, and his little sister looked at Apogee with amusement. “C’mon Gee, it’s not like you’ve never seen one before!” Diz said with a laugh before poking her brothers cock with a hoof. “I mean, they are kinda fun-” “She’s probably never seen one that big before,” Her brother said with a cocky grin. Apogee smirked internally, he wasn’t small, by any means, but he wasn’t as big as her dad… “Y-yeah, s-sure,” Apogee stuttered out as she leaned forward and ran her tongue up his heavy balls and onto his sheath. He moaned loudly, and pressed his hoof against Apogee’s head, gently toying with her ears as she licked up his shaft. “Nah, Apogee is a professional slut,” Daisy said with a laugh before leaning up against the bedpost with Side Winder. “I-I can tell,” he managed to say as Apogee sucked down the first few inches of his length. He certainly had length, she thought to her herself, but not girth. His words stopped for a moment, and Apogee looked up to see his sister kissing him deeply. She felt herself wink. Without missing a beat she decided to sate her real appetite. Apogee climbed up his body and lined her pussy up with his cock, before sliding down and enjoying the sensations of being stretched out. Daisy Cutter turned around and released her brother, before gawking at her friend bouncing up and down on her cock. With a huff, she moved to the bottom of the pair and grabbed her brother’s legs and pulled them back towards the middle of the bed. “When did you get so strong?” Apogee asked her friend as she hilted herself on Side’s long cock. “I dunno, it’s your dream,” Daisy said before climbing over the side of the pair and positioning her tight little pussy over her brother’s muzzle. Her eyes went askew as she felt her brother explore pussy with his tongue. “I mean, I’m not complaining-” She said before moaning loudly enough to echo off the walls. Apogee looked down at the stallion she was riding and then back at her moaning best friend, before deciding. Fuck it. She grasped daisy with one of her forelegs and pulled the moaning friend closer to her while dropping herself back down on the tall pole she was riding, feeling her body clench up around him. Her back arched as she flicked her wings out to cover the trio before closing the remaining distance to Diz as her back archedin pleasure. The kiss that they shared was deep and sloppy, as the two horny fillies writhed from the pleasure they were taking from the boy beneath them. His needy buck up into her told her he was getting close, that and the pool of pre and juices coating their connection. She moaned into her friend's mouth before watching her friend pull back and collapse onto her brother's body. That nearly set her off right there, especially after realizing Side Winder was still attacking her pussy. Apogee met his next buck into her as she felt her pussy tighten around him, driving him crazy as his forehooves shifted to grope her ass. His squeezing of her ass and wild thrusts sent him over the edge, Apogee moaned as she felt the warmth filling up her cunt. It was enough to send her over the edge, the thought of her best friend being her foal’s aunt… Moments passed as Apogee realized she had blacked out for a second. It wasn’t salt or a bucket of water that woke her up, it was a tongue being driven straight into her pussy like the head of a small shovel. Apogee looked down at her crotch to see her friend eating her out and sucking up all the cum her brother had shot inside her. A few more licks later and she stopped, before climbing up her best friends body and getting to within kissing distance. Before she kissed Apogee, she revealed the contents of her mouth. There was a huge load of cum between her braces- “Oh yeah, Sis,” Side Winder said as he mounted his sister with a practiced motion. “Make her swallow it!” With a little bit of effort, Daisy transferred the cum to apogee before tensing up as her horny brother penetrated her. Apogee was surprised by the turn of events but didn’t fight the cum, she swallowed it down with a gulp before watching her friend get fucked by her hot brother. Her hooves shifted down to her sensitive pussy and started to rub at herself as the action on top of her became more and more animalistic. For a moment she wondered if her dad and her fucking as hot as this was to Daisy… Probably. The next couple minutes were a blur of incestuous moans and sapphic kissing, Apogee came twice and Daisy mewled as she was plowed by her brother. When he finally finished in her, after making her cum with his balls slapping against her winking clit over and over, she felt the full weight of the two of them on her. It was crushing, like a mound of warm pony atop her, comforting her. Maybe these dreams weren’t that bad… ... Suddenly, a low growling shudder overwhelmed her senses as everything around her began to shake: a deep rumbling explosive pressure wave was making her ears flick in terror toward the source: all around her. Somehow she knew - something was terribly wrong! This rending roar of terrifying energy grew and grew: something was getting closer. It sounded almost like… a rocket booster, completely out of control and about to smash into Diz’s home! She clapped her hooves to her ears, but she knew it was too late. The hydrazine fuel would incinerate her, Diz and Sidewinder... turning all three to nothing more than ash. A terrifying flash filled her senses - and she knew no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! [https://www.fimfiction.net/user/132987/SunnyDontLook]SunnyDon’tLook pulled this awesome chapter off in less than half a day... and he knocked this thing out of the park! Finally we have a little more Side Winder / Diz background since that fic I wrote more than a year ago! Sunny did a drool-inducing fic here with Apogee taking it from her friend's brother, all under her best friend's watchful eyes. Really damn hot. Sunny does great descriptions and fantastic climaxes and this scene was another winner in both of those categories. Sunny deserves WAY more followers than he currently has. Seriously, follow him RIGHT NOW if you like my work. Sunny is another guru of size difference and big stallionhoods in small mares... the site needs more of this! He has several stories that are in my favorite smutfics folder, but if you want my personal recommendation: The Ups and Downs of Heat is a GREAT read the ends with an incredibly hot elevator scene. I hope to do more with Sunny soon, was really fun to work with him on this. Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Really Big Pink Giftbox - (macro/micro, incest - clopfics) Small Dads and Big Moms - Chapter by Clopfics Contains micro, macro, insertion, incest “Apogee! Hello! Earth to Apogee!” Apogee groaned, trying to bury her snout into her pillow. “Awww… please, Dad…? Just let me sleep a few more minutes!” “Apogee! Wake up! RIGHT NOW! That’s not a request young la- Woahhh!” Apogee sat up, pushing back the silk covers of her bed and rubbing at her bleary eyes. She’d been having the weirdest dream - all sorts of bizarre things, including presents and re-entries and… well… it was a little too crazy, even for her usual dreams. She was glad that was over. “Dad? Where are you?” Apogee grunted, looking about her room for the voice that had roused her out of her peaceful slumber but seeing nothing. Apogee heard a little buzzing flutter zip by her left ear - like some annoying bumblebee, and just managed to resist the urge to swat whatever pesky insect had been there before she heard a familiar voice in her ear. “I’m RIGHT HERE!” Jet’s voice declared, from what sounded like a distance right next to her. Apogee quickly turned her head, expecting to see her father. Instead, all she felt was a little tug on her ear, before seeing nothing but empty space. “Easy! You almost threw me across the room with that little head flick!” “Dad? Where the heck are you? I can’t see you!” Apogee grunted, throwing the covers down and preparing to get up. “This isn’t a very fun game.” The buzzing passed by her ear and right in front of her face. Apogee’s eyes almost crossed over as she focused on the small pegasus perched close to the end of her nose. “This isn’t a game!” Apogee’s eyes widened with surprise. There, with wings fluttering in a strong hover, was her father. Except he was about the size of her hoof, no larger than a monarch butterfly. “D-dad?” Apogee shouted, jumping to all four hooves and extending her wings with alarm. “Just what the hay is going on? Why are you so… small?” Jet swerved and twisted, avoiding his daughter’s head as she stood up before repositioning his hover right in front of her. “It’s a long story Apogee… and it’s really hard to hold this hover. Would you mind laying down so I can rest my wings? I’ve been trying to wake you up for over an hour!” “S-sure dad.” Apogee lay flat on her belly, propping a pillow in front of her for her father to land on. “Phew. Thanks.” Mini-jet landed and sat on the white pillow, creating a small dimple. “So - you know how mass is such a big issue in the world of rocketry, right?” Apogee nodded, slowly moving her hooves closer to her diminutive father, still unbelieving of just how small the stallion was. “Uh-huh…” “Well, we came up with a brilliant solution at work: instead of trying to make all of our boosters bigger… why don’t we just make our payloads smaller?” He chuckled and crossed his hooves with a smug expression. “Brilliant idea, if I say so myself… a little Zebrican potion magic and voila… micro-nauts! We can now reach orbit with a rocket only a fraction of the h-hey!” Apogee scooped her father up with her right hoof before sitting up, holding the little pegasus in the frog of her underhoof, lifting him right in front of her face. “Sorry dad, it was hard to hear you, this way I can bring you a bit closer and I can sit up.” “E-easy! You could easily smash me if you’re not careful!” “But I thought that when you make big things smaller they retain all the same strength and material composition so you become a superpony-like hero?” Apogee mused, cocking her head, “...at least that’s how it is in my Antmare comic books.” “W-well… let’s not find out.” The small Jet chuckled, looking up at his daughter with a nervous glance. “There’s no reason to do any weird experimenting for no - h-hey!” Apogee grinned, and brought her little father close to her mouth, bringing her big pink tongue out and drawing it across his tiny stallion body. She felt the little tickling hairs of his fur and the sticky fluff of his feathers, the wispy feel of his tail hairs and the squishy bits of his underside and belly. She finished her lick with a careful draw across his face, before chuckling and looking back at her father. “Ppfftt…. Bleh… wh-what was that for!?” Jet sputtered, drool and saliva dripping from him, his mane completely soaked and stuck off to one side. Apogee giggled. “I just wanted to see what a Jet tasted like.” She spat out some feathers, each no bigger than flakes of sawdust. “Kind of salty to be honest.” “Apogee.” Jet scolded, pointing a hoof at his daughter from his perch on her hoof. “Don’t you DARE do something like that ever again.” Apogee scoffed, the wind from exhalation making her tiny father stumble. “Oh give me a break dad, I was just having some fun. Besides, it’s not like you can DO anything about it.” She shot him a wicked grin. Jet slumped and shook his head with resignation. “Please don’t act like your mother… not now.” Apogee grimaced. It was a little bit cruel of her to take advantage of her dad. But she hated that he’d scolded her like that. It wasn’t like she’d eaten him or something… just gotten a taste. “But I don’t understand Dad… why are you here like this? I’m sure if you were going to have a shrinking potion for launching purposes you’d have a growing potion to reverse it as well.” Jet shook himself like a dog, flinging off the last of his daughter’s dripping saliva before looking up at her. “Well, as I was just saying… that was the plan... I’d taken the shrinking potion and had a few doses of the growth potion right nearby in my office… and Delta chose just that moment to show up.” Apogee cocked her head slightly, carefully shifting her father from her left hoof to her right hoof so she wouldn’t get tired from holding him up, despite his much lighter weight. “Uh oh… what happened?” “Well, she started to torture me mercilessly. Kept me in an upturned glass jar for half an hour!” Jet groaned, shaking his head. “And when I finally begged for her to let me have the growth potion… she very politely informed me that… I’d…” Jet blushed a little bit. “You’d what?” Jet sighed and shook his head with resignation. “I’d have to lap it out of her marehood.” Apogee’s cheeks puffed out slightly as she imagined the small Jet having to drink from her mother’s honeypot. “Pfft… so what happened? Did you refuse, or…” Jet groaned. “No Apogee… I didn’t. But what do you think happened when your mom poured a bunch of growth potion into herself…” At that moment, from outside the sliding glass doors and beyond the balcony outside, a giant blue head of hair rose up, followed by a set of massive, crimson irises which gazed into the tiny apartment. “ARE YOU IN THERE JET? DON’T YOU DARE DRAG APOGEE INTO THIS!” A baritone rumble from the outside shook the walls and glass. Apogee shuddered and shivered with surprise. “Oh… Celestia…” She stared out at the giant head of her mother… who was now the size of a Las Pegasus skyscraper. “O-OH… HEY KIDDO,” the pegasus mare wore one of her trademark grins, though her smiling teeth were now the size of a billboard, “YOUR DAD IN THERE? I UH… OWE HIM A DRINK.” Jet looked at Apogee and shook his head. “See what I’ve had to deal with? I’ve barely made it here.” Apogee’s mind raced as she tried to come up with a solution to the insane problem. She’d need to get her father to the store of the growth potion as quickly as possible… and then the two of them could high-tail it back to his office and get a shrink potion to help restore her mother to normal… before things got out of hand. Already she could hear sirens and shouts from outside. “Dad.” Apogee snapped her face serious. “I think I know what to do.” Jet looked at his daughter with a curious glance, unsure of what she was about to suggest. “I need you… to get inside me.” Apogee asserted with conviction. “Uhmm… I’d love to hun… but maybe later once we’ve resolved all this?” Jet’s eyes motioned over to the giant cackling pegasus just outside the apartment window. “No… that’s… that’s not what I meant.” Apogee groaned, touching her forehead. “I’m going to fly you into mom, so you can get some of that growth potion.” She pointed out at the big blue face, which was craning one of its massive ears toward the balcony, the car-sized aural flap attempting to glean some of their conversation. “But you’re gonna get blown all over the place when I head out there… so the only option is to protect you somehow.” Placing her father on the bed gingerly, Apogee slid her rear hooves out and laid back onto the pillow, splaying her legs outward and flicking her tail out of the way, exposing her plump fillyhood to her diminutive dad. “So what I meant when I said I need you inside me... “ Apogee reached down with her hooves, gripping the lips on either side of her pussy and pulling them outwards, exposing slick, pink flesh to Jet. “Is that you get a free ticket on the vagina-express.” Jet looked from his daughter’s slit to her face with a nervous expression. “I-isn’t there… some other way?” Apogee cocked her head slightly. “Well… I mean… there is the back door but…” “NO NO NO!” Jet quickly clamored, warding off the thought with his hooves as he glanced at Apogee’s ponut. “I’ll go in.” Apogee felt the strange tickle of small touches on her fillyhood as she watched the top of her father’s mane drop out of view. The strange feeling of her slick inner labia parting slowly as something carefully pushed into her, made her giggle slightly. She felt little hoof falls trod gingerly over her ponut and the skin just below her marehood, as her father used his arms to spread her lips and slide into her. Her pussy felt warm and wet, and she could feel the strangeness of the little creature as it slid all the way into her body, the little pressures and pushes as Jet turned around inside of her so that his head could face outwards. Finally, the movement seemed to settle in. “All set down there Dad?” Apogee asked, unable to see anything beyond her pubic mound as she stood up onto all fours. “Gimme a shout if I can go.” She didn’t hear anything and got concerned. “Gimme a kick if you’re OK dad, two kicks if you’re not OK.” Immediately Apogee felt a kick against her inner walls, and some part of her father brushed against her clitoris. She whimpered slightly as she felt her pussy instinctively react, wracking with a pulsing wink around the strange invader insider her. A couple of kicks followed right after that, from what must have been a very concerned and annoyed Jet… Apogee immediately realized the folly of her communication system as she began to wink again at her father’s desperate kicks. “S-stop! OK OK! Just move if you’re alright. One movement for yes, two for no.” Apogee grunted, getting her winks under control. She felt one movement from inside her. “OK! Let’s go!” Apogee darted from the bed and opened the door to the balcony, spreading her wings in the clear air and rocketing out into the sky, doing her best to avoid squeezing her pelvic muscles as she flapped right up into the gigantic Delta’s face. She was sitting down, her massive plot parked in the large plaza just in front of Jet’s condominium building. “OH YO KIDDO!” Delta said, nearly blasting Apogee away with the force of the sonic waves of her speech. Apogee could see all the way down her mother’s cavernous throat as she spoke, the huge, lashing pink muscles and sharp crag-like teeth a terrifying sight. “MOM!” Apogee screamed. “WHISPERS ONLY!” Delta’s massive eyes opened a bit wider in shock as she lifted a massive forehoof to cover her mouth. Apogee carefully dodged out of the way… it was like a gigantic blue-furred freight train. “Sorry, kiddo - this gigantic thing is getting a bit annoying.” Delta hissed through her hoof, at the lowest volume she could muster… which was still as loud as a megaphone at max volume. “THAT’S OK MOM!” Apogee shouted, from her hover between Delta’s giant eyes. “I’VE GOT DAD, I’M GOING TO FLY INTO YOU NOW!” Delta’s head cocked. “What?” “I’M GONNA GO INSIDE YOU.” Apogee shouted aloud, not caring about some of the stares she was catching from the Wonderbolts now whizzing around the invading giant monster-pony. “SO THAT DAD CAN DRINK THE JUICE.” Delta’s face opened up into a grin, her lips unfurling like a pool-tarp being rolled backward. “Usually I’d ask you to buy me dinner first.” Apogee had rolled her eyes at her mother’s statement and already started on her way, racing down the giant, blue-furred belly toward her mother’s nethers. She plunged what felt like tens of stories, racing past the savannah-like grass of blue fur as she headed down and down and down, the ground rushing up at her. Finally, she saw her target. She flew right up to it. A huge, plump, opening with a thick ridge of labia-majora flesh all around it. The dark blue mound only barely betraying a small flash of pink skin, as the whole of it quivered and roiled with muscles firing… her mother’s pussy. Apogee flew up to it - the lips were still tightly pressed together, but the whole length of the marehood was easily the size of a Las Pegasus bus. As she approached, she could feel the waves of internal body heat coming off of it, the humidity and smell in the vicinity making her feel like she’d entered some depraved steam-room filled with horny mares. Dribs and drabs of marejuice slicked out in sticky waterfalls, falling the story or so to the ground below and landing on the asphalt in sticky splashes. Apogee swallowed as she hovered up to the marehood. She would need to get the thing to open up and permit her in… as it currently stood she would have no chance of moving the heavy rolls of flesh that were her mother’s powerful outer lips. She made her way up the crevice, inspecting as she went for any chance to enter… she even tried wedging her hoof into a spot along the slick fault line, where she saw some pink protruding underneath, but the warm sticky spongy flesh was too pressed together to let her get more than a half hoof length in. She continued upward, to the one flash of pink that was a constant: her mother’s big nub of a clitoris. It was literally the size of her entire body… a strange dark-pink quivering boulder half stuck under slick blue wrinkled flesh. With trepidation, Apogee flew up to the giant bud, and gave it a hug, grinding her belly and chest against it as best she could. “Oh, I hope this works!” A shudder wail echoed cacophonously from above, setting off car alarms all about her on the street below. Apogee clung on for dear life as the pink boulder rocketed outwards with a schticky wink, sending huge gushes of clear liquid shooting out all along the crevice below her. “Yes! She winked!” Apogee slowly made her way down her mother’s vagina, flying was harder now that she was covered in her mother’s sticky juices. Sliding along the left lip’s fold was easier. Apogee looked on in wonder as she passed her mother’s urethra… the hole in the center of the big, swollen pink aperture easily the size of her head. Then finally, just below that… the inner labia were finally visible! Apogee wedged a hoof into her mother’s vagina, the hot, wet walls resisting her entrance. But she was determined, using all of her leverage, the filly kicked in with arms and legs, pressing her head deep into the wall of pink, quivering mareflesh, holding her breath as she was engulfed in sticky wetness. She was going to make it in! Finally… with a pop… she fell inside, the tunnel of her mother’s vagina easily able to accommodate her if she refrained from standing on her rear legs. Now all she had to do… Apogee reached between her legs and held her hoof out, before trying to push with her muscles. She felt the strange slipping sensation of whatever was inside her slide out all at once, a wet slip as the furry creature that had been inside her poured out onto her hoof with a wet *SCHOLORP*. She lifted the pathetic diminutive, coughing pegasus up in front of her in the dark, vaginal cavern. “Plphhh bleh… bleurgh… do you have any idea what that was LIKE?” Jet growled, trying to wipe Apogee’s filly juice out of his eyes. “Yes.” Apogee deadpanned back, looking at her father through a completely mare juice drenched mane. “Oh.” “Besides, “Apogee grinned. “Looks like little little Jet enjoyed it.” She nodded at Jet’s tiny erection… no larger than half a match-stick. “Involuntary reaction to drowning in musk!” Jet complained, extending his wings. “Now where are we gonna find that…” Jet cut was cut off as a rumble rippled through the walls all about them, and Apogee slipped and fell on her rear unable to keep her footing in the slick, spongy, writhing tunnel. “What was that!?” Apogee shouted. “OH NO!” Jet shouted as he tried to secure himself to his daughter by clenching the soaked strands of mane near her right ear. “PUSSY QUAKE… A WINK!” Apogee shouted out with terror as the huge writhing pink walls closed in around her, squeezing tighter and tighter and tighter with roiling anaconda-like intensity. “D-dad!” Apogee squeaked as the tightness became impossible to resist and she felt her body begin to give way. Terror and horror filled her in equal measure as she struggled vainly - she had a brief sensation of pressure as the first wrack of super-powerful muscles spasm rolled toward her… then a flash of painful light. Then nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Well... this macro kink request came from an author who is famous for being into the macro fetish: B_25. This was definitely a new one for me, and while it isn't something I'm into... I tried to write about the scenes that I would find sexy myself - I hope that it hit the right notes for those of you that are into this kink. Let me know if it worked for you! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25)A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25) Double Dick Dreams- Chapter by B_25 Contains double dick, incest “...dad?” Apogee had whispered the word. She didn't know how she got here, or why she was here—but the same could be said for her father. Across the room, he stood before the door, only a half of his face visible. He was grinning... and it felt like he was grinning to her. Then came the knocking at the door. Apogee shifted closer to the right. She was standing behind one of the curtains of the window. It was thin and white, and she briefly wondered if it even hid her at all. But that didn't matter. Not when all attention was placed on the squeaky opening of the door. “So you did make it after all.” Jet took a step back, enough to gesture a hoof into the room. “Figured you got lost intentionally.” “Trust me,” Delta said as she stepped past the door, “I took my time getting lost. Just happened wandered to the right place is all.” She walked past Jet, but only by a few steps, coming to a stop and glancing around the room. “Though I'm still wondering if this is the right place.” She glanced back at Jet. “You sure this is the right place?” Jet grinned. “H-Hey! I'm not the mare wanting to shag in a different room every time. Just how much money do you think I have anyway?” “Enough to spend on this.” Delta looked dipped her head, raised her tail, and walked forward. Her ass swayed left and right, each step pronounced as to jiggle her flanks. Tucked in-between, her pussy became exposed, her slit slightly split, the pink of her clit poking out. “Though the guys at the bar are definitelyputting more effort in,” Delta said, looking at the beds. “And more money in.” Her tail twitched downward, covering her privates. “And a lot more cock in me—no offense though, Jet.” Apogee struggled to keep herself from whimpering by the window. She expected her father to groan, to whine or to complain, though he did no such thing. Instead, he grinned and he chuckled, kicking a hoof at the door and shut it swiftly. “I was hoping you'd say something like that,” Jet said as his hoof touched down on the ground. He strode forward from behind her. “How about you get yourself sprawled out on that bed. If you can even talk in the next twenty seconds, I'll buy you the whole damn hotel!” Delta growled. “Naughty colt~” But Apogee watched her mother take to step onto the bed. Her hooves sinking into the mattress of the bed, she arched her back much like a cat, sticking her ass into the air. Her father didn't step back from the scene, seeing her supple flanks and tight pussy coming inches before his face. But he kept grinning and still. It wasn't like him to be teased and not get a reaction. Even when the flanks inches from his face swayed left and right, the cheeks of flesh shaking before his eyes, even then he didn't make a move. Delta swayed herself left and right. Seconds later she collapsed to the left, gasping cutely as her weight sunk into the mattress. Her head rose from the sheets, the soft red glow of her eyes framed by her black eyelashes, a look of tiredness that was, somehow, immensely attractive. “Well?” Delta asked as she glanced down her body, looking at him as he approached her rump. “Should I entertain myself by talking, or do you plan on doing something to me?” “Relax.” Jet climbed onto the bed. “I'm just giving you time to prepare is all. Besides!” He laid a hoof on her flank, feeling the flesh give beneath his touch, the softness filling out around his hold the further he pressed in. “A guy should admire everything he can about a piece of ass, you know, before he absolutely wrecks it.” “Guess my rump is pretty strong.” Delta grinned. “Don't worry, honey. If I clench a little too hard on you, at least you can take your broken cock to a doc. Who knows! Maybe you can find a nice stallion in a white coat to kiss it better for you.” Jet didn't even chuckle or groan at the remark. Instead, his hoof pressed against the softness of her flank, pushing it up and down, allowing the sensation to pulse down, down to between his legs. Pressing harder and harder against softness and beyond, the supple, pale blue cheek jiggling because of his movements. Apogee blushed from behind the curtains. Her legs rubbed together, her thighs crashing against her crotch. Watching her father about to fuck her mother. Seeing her on her side, and dad just towering above her... Apogee couldn't help but feel slightly dirty. “You do have a nice piece of ass, don't ya?” Jet said as his hoof worked against her right flank. He chose to sit down behind her, both of them on the center of the bed, with her slightly propped up. “And a cute little pussy too.” His other hoof raised and dipped into her snatch, lightly touching at its top, feeling the involuntarily shiver that shook her spine. “None of other the guys treat you right, do they?” Jet's hoof slid up and down her slit, feeling her lips crinkle slightly from the pressure. He kept soft and slow, sensing the small kicks her hind leg was giving. “You always whine about wanting a guy to fuck you right away, but that's not what you want, is it? You never moan the same when I take you right away.” Delta glared at him. “And h-how would you know something like that?” “Because your body tells me.” His hoof dipped to her clit. “Wanna see for yourself?” His hoof drew in tiny circles on the nub, pushing it, slightly, in every direction—all while the fur of his hoof tickled at her sensitive skin. “For such a tough girl, you enjoy starting off soft.” He felt her shudders, the jitters kicking her legs. “S-Shut up.” “Don't you worry, Delta.” Jet pulled back. The sudden loss of contact caused Delta to stare down his body. At once, she blinked and gasped. For seconds, her mouth was open, but words did not come out. “You still like it rough after all.” Delta worked her jaw up and down, quicker when he then arched himself over her, casting her muzzle underneath his thick shadow. Apogee gasped from the behind the curtains. It escaped her, squeaky in pitch. On the bed, her father had his body over her mother... and his cock growing beneath his stomach. But that wasn't right. Apogee had to blink twice just to make sure she was right. But no matter what angle she looked at, the reality kept the same. Jet had two hardening members growing into the open air. Jet grinned down at the mare beneathhim. Swaying his hips forward, he brought the tip of each hit closer to her open maw. “Well? What are you waiting for?” He asked her in the same tone of arrogance she'd been using. “I was kind enough to flick your clit nicely. Aren't you going to give me a little kiss?” He flicked his hips, letting his cocks sway in the air. “One for each. It's not that hard.” Delta kept silent. She closed her mouth, nodding, for it was all she could do. Leaning forward, her eyes were set on each of his cocks, starting like they were going to lurch forward and bite her somehow. With a tremble of her lips, she set them both on his left tip, kissing the wide surface. “C'mon, is that it?” Jet spat. “You gotta do more than that, hun.” Delta narrowed her brow. Lifting a foreleg, she hooked it around both of her cocks, holding them close. With his heads now together, she pulled her mouth away from his left and then shot for his right. Her tongue touched down first, licking at his flare, while her other hoof stroked along the surface of his other cock. “Learning to multi-task, are we?” Jet was still swaying his hips back and forth, pressing his cock slightly harder into her mouth—it was something he needed to do to satisfy pleasant aching coming from his crotch. “Did learning how to smoke and drink at the same time help with that?” Delta was too busy sucking cock to reply. “Don't w-worry, though,” Jet closed his eyes for a second, basking in the feeling of his cock being rubbed and licked. He pulled away, out from Delta's hold, but not very far. “I've got more for you to multitask with.” And with that, he arched himself back, bringing his cocks to Delta's rump. She blinked while it happened, and it seemed her heart was beginning to race, for sweat welled within her pours. Both thick, long, and heavy cocks were lined at both of her entrances. “J-Jet?” Delta squeaked out. “I-I-I don't think—“ Too late; cocks incoming. Both tips of his dicks were lines with both of her small holes. With a small shove, his heads pressed against her holds, each pressing into the lips of her pussy and asshole, impressing and crinkling from how big he was. But Jet persisted. Pushing hard enough, his tips forced themselves into the tiny openings, pushing into the tight, fleshy passages. Her walls, of both her pussy and her ass, clamped down and along his girth. “Nngh... t-that's it?” Jet slid himself deeper into her body, bringing his crotch closer to her own. “Those guys at the bar really don't know what they're doing with you. When's the last time you've had a proper fuck, huh?” Jet didn't wait for an answer. He pushed himself further into her tightness, feeling her walls clamp, out of reflex alone, harder on his cock. Her ass was tighter, if only because the act was a novelty. Whimpers and moans became of her. “That's right... take it all... take them both.” Jet shoved his cock deeper into her ass and her pussy, feeling the tight walls get tighter. The further we went, the more resistance he found—which made his cocks twitched all the more. “You like it rough, huh? Well how rough can you take it?!” Jet's cock split the walls inside her ass—to the point where, an inch more, and she would bleed. So he pulled back. Feeling her clench around him while he did so, it only made the aching in his crotch worse. He shoved himself, hard, back in again. Hearing her scream and kick her legs only aroused him again, sliding out only to push in, her wall not clenching and still clamped around him. He just was that big. And she was just that small. Delta had no choice but for her head to plop down onto the bed, closing her eyes but opening her mouth, feeling her body rocked with his every thrust. Jet's cock touching deeply inside of her. A slab of meat that split her walls apart, stretching them to their extreme. Her pussy itched everywhere, the itching being rubbed and soothed by his solid hardness. It felt so good and hurt so bad. She screamed into the night and couldn't decide why. And then she came. And Jet wasn't even anywhere near close to do the same. “And you complain about me coming too soon.” Jet backed up a step. His cock slid out from both holes, each covered in a thin layer of her white cum, some of which dripped along his sides. “A shame. I really needed you to take it as rough as you say you want it.” He flicked his gaze to the window. “Apogee? You still there kiddo?” Apogee froze. She had been immersed. Her hoof had been rubbing up and down her slit without her mind aware of it until after the fact. With a heavy blush—and a racing heart—she shuffled out from the curtains. “So you were hiding out after all!” He nudged his head toward the bed. “How about you get up here and help daddy out? He'll help you out down there if you do.” He grinned over at her mother. “Mommy probably needs a bit of rest from all that... or some of that, at least.” Apogee gulped. “How about it, kiddo?” Apogee couldn't muster a reply. Much like her mother, she became speechless by the sight and situation. So she approached the bed, feeling small before the two giants. Her mom's eyes tracked her every step. Her mom was panting. In moments she was like this. Just how long could Apogee herself last? “Thatta girl.” Jet grinned. “Right down there next to your mother. Open your legs close next to her. I'm going to make you feel really good now, alright?” He towered over her, his face so far above—but his cock touching against her. It was so... big. She even swallowed when he first laid his thick member on her crotch, just between her tiny tits, rising higher than both of her mounds combined. It was round, reaching out all around maybe more than her small pussy could hope to contain. Though she was thrilled, Apogee was also slightly afraid. “Ready now kid?” Apogee wasn't even given the time to nod. Several things made themselves apparent to her at once. First was the overwhelming pressure beating against her tight little pussy. The head of his dick went over each of her mounds, crinkling the flesh as it pressed, endlessly, against her tiny little hole. Second was the series of kisses pressing against her soft, yellow fur. Unlike the slab of meat that pounded at her pussy, which sank a bit of itself into her every time, spreading her out like nothing else—his kisses were filled with affection, calming her through the adrenaline-inducing act. And then it happened. Apogee lurched up and bit down on her father's bottom lip when it did. He'd stopped flicking his hips for a second—and in the second later, thrusting his cock forcefully into her snatch, the sudden force allowing his width of his head to slip up and and stretch apart her tiny hole. It hurt. But that wasn't the reason why Apogee scream. She felt it. She felt her father's meat spread her pussy apart. She felt her tiny walls attempt to clamp along his length, though it was pointless: the more he slid in, the more his girth pushed her walls back—almost to the point his bulge could be seen pressing against the inside of her tummy. And he wasn't even all the way in. “That's a good kid,” Jet groaned out as he slid all the way in. His upper-lip raised when he felt how the little filly writhed under him, struggling to accommodate only a fraction of him. Her tunnel could take only what came after his ring, but for him, that was more than enough. “Daddy's going to make you feel better now.” And he did. His bigness slid out of her, all the way until it was only his head inside her entrance—and then he shoved himself all the way back in. Apogee screamed! Tilting her head back and letting the deepest sounds escape from the depths of her chest. And even still, there was a squeak to her moans. Jet towered above them both. With his wife, he was able to slide more of himself into her wet tightness, though she had since gone quiet. Her muzzle was pressed into the sheets and her eyes were rolled back. Tongue out, she tried to rock herself back into his thrusts—but the impact of his entry was enough to satisfy her more and then some. And they kept at it. They kept fucking. His cock entering and letting two holes at once, the sensations both different and similar, both intermixing into a heavy dose of pleasure that not even Jet could repress for long. “D-Dad?” Apogee was nearly being lifted into the air with his thrusts. Her father's kisses had since ceased, and the pushes of his cock into her pussy were becoming extreme. She too closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip in anticipation of what was to come next. “D-Dad! I don't think I can—“ Too late. Jet pumped himself all the way into her tiny little snatch, well past his ring, to the point where his length and his girth and his solid hardness was enough to life her from the bed, holding her up into the air as his cock finally flared. And Apogee too lost herself. In the air held up by nothing but cock, her eyes rolled back as she writhed in the air, flicking herself forward and back, riding that massive cock for every pleasurable sensation she could get out of it. Jet came. Hot spurts of steamy cum blasting into her tunnel—just as her walls clamped around his solidness the best that they could. There wasn't enough of her to contain what her daddy had to offer. From her convulsion pussy, milky white liquid raced out from her folds, drooling down her father's cock. They were moans and screams—though it was not the family that screamed. Beyond the window of the hotel room, families screamed together, running across the small road below, while the sirens started to ring, and the buzz of overhead planes drew near. The threesome was too indulged in pleasure to notice the power of the dropping fire. The surprise griffon napalm strike was as abrupt as it was violent - liquid magical fire boiling through the Las Pegasus suburbs, a moment of burning agonizing pain, a birght light... Then nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Is he the jester or is he the king? Either way, it's B_25. He did a great job with this chapter - even though he did take the longest to submit his work (which is VERY forgivable considering the insane 24-hour stream that he did on Saturday). He told me that this was a new kink for him to write and that he enjoyed doing something out of his usual zone... I have to say he's got a serious talent for writing the size differential stuff... HE NEEDS TO KEEP DOING IT! I've gotten to know B_25 better over the last few months. He's a really well-read and intelligent young Canadian who take things very passionately... including his shit-posting. It's been a pleasure hanging out with this fellow and you can quickly see how he draws people to him with his earnest, bright passion. He also loves macro. You may have seen him when he comes out with a bevy of stories after doing one of his insane 24-hour writing streams. His writing continues to improve in leaps and bounds - and I can't wait to see what he's going to do next. One of my favorite fics from B_25 is Brush Your Fangs (And Then We'll Bang). I hope to do more with him in the near future, and to do more with him on his wonderful community! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise! It's Always Luna's FaultThe bright flash whisked her away from the bizarre scene. For a moment, Apogee could only feel the terrifying pounding of her heartbeat as her consciousness sought some purchase on reality. Slowly, colors, sounds, and smells came back to the young pegasus - she was still sitting on the couch in the apartment, her mother on one side, and her father on the other… with Diz slumbering cozily on the shag rug nearby. The incongruity of her recent trauma and the peaceful living room were too much for the filly to bear. She screamed, jerking her head back from the gift box and throwing the cardboard container as far away from herself as she could, watching it bounce across the living room. The box spilled a strange, black, tar-like substance as it came to a rolling, shuddering halt against the far wall. The unknown sinful substance gooped out of the container with insidious slowness, corrupting the hardwood floor beneath it. “No!” Apogee shouted tearing her eyes from the horrible sight, burying her head against the couch. “No more presents!” “Shh… Shh…” Delta coaxed Apogee, rubbing a hoof up and down the filly’s back and cooing to her. “It’s OK honey… it’s ok! It was just a bad dream… that’s all… we’re here for you.” Apogee choked, stifling tears of shock. The gentle caress of her mother’s hoof, the subtle touch of her mother’s feather tips, stroking her, cradling her… she felt the sense of safety returning to her. Washing the strange memories away into the haze of the dream world. She was safe. There was no need to fear. Her parents were here… and they loved her. Dearly. “M-mom.” Apogee turned her head to her mother, happy to see the blue pegasus smiling warmly down at her. “There you are, kiddo…” Delta cooed, straightening her daughter’s mane. “Now why don’t you take a deep breath and we try to open another present?” “No!” Apogee’s wings shot out with stern disagreement. “I don’t WANT any presents, or any cakes, or anything. I just want you! I want my mom and my dad… nothing else!” Delta blinked at her daughter, covering her smiling mouth with her hoof, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “Oh kiddo… you’ll always have us… don’t you know… just how much…” Apogee watched as her mother’s eyes drooped to half-lidded and she leaned closer to her daughter. “...we all love each other?” Apogee felt her mother’s muzzle kiss her cheek, at first with the warmth of a parent… but quickly growing to the burning flame of a lover… She twisted into her mother’s embrace, and felt the older mare’s practiced tongue dance along her lips, she gazed lovingly into her mother’s crimson eyes, before slowly parting her mouth. Her tongue was pressed down by her mother’s searching pink muscle, which entered and explored her. Apogee groaned into her mother’s throat, hugging tightly and pulling their bodies closer together. As quickly as it had started, the kiss devolved into a nuzzling session. Apogee wanted nothing more than to bury herself in the crook of her mother’s neck, to swim in the stale smell of her ragged blue chest fur. “M-m-momma…” she mewled, sniffling with soft sobs of happiness. But it wasn’t complete. She wanted both of them. As soon as she thought it, she felt her father coming up behind her, his rough unshaven face and neck scritching the back of her head in the most pleasant way as he also nuzzled her from behind, swamping her in the love of her two parents. “Daddy…” Her tears of joy were flowing now. “I… I want us all to love each other… forever.” She felt, as much as heard, the warm chuckles from the ponies nuzzling her from either side. “Of course sweetie.” “Always, honey.” She squee’d feeling the hot licks of her parents as they began to paint her with their tongues. “W-wait. This doth not seem correct.” Apogee heard a strange voice from the other side of the room. “Hath not the decree on such things changed since the past 1000 years?” Apogee ignored the voice, entering another deep Prench kiss with her mother as her father stood up on the couch behind her. Her tongue wrestling with the more experienced older mare was reaching a fever pitch when she felt the heavy heat of her father’s big brown testicles as he laid his pendulous sack across her face. A moment later the heavy log of his thick, massive stallionhood flopped down across her muzzle, booping Delta in the nose. “Thine fantasy shall get me in such trouble with my sister... if thou doth not desist!” Delta broke off her kiss with Apogee and pulled back slightly, opening her mouth to take part of Jet’s throbbing, drooling flare into her mouth. The precum was pouring off of him now, landing in heavy dollops on the couch, staining it with the potent musk of his stallion-ly stud juice. “D-dad…” PIC OCCURS HERE: https://derpibooru.org/ 1948778 “Forgive me young filly - but thy dream must halt, lest I receive another tedious censure from Celestia. Awake!” Apogee made a strange snrking sound before she swallowed the heavy dollop of the cascading pre-cum pouring from her father’s cock as she sat bolt upright in bed. No, wait… that wasn’t her father’s pre-cum… it was her own drool. Her eyes shot open. She was awake now. Truly awake. She groaned, massaging her temple briefly. She hated when she got these annoying, inception-like, ‘dream-within-dream’ nightmares. They always left her exhausted the next day. Though… maybe nightmare wasn’t the most apt descriptor. There had definitely been some parts of the tangled, confusing dream-sequence that had been… enjoyable. She chuckled to herself and shifted her legs under the covers. Immediately she felt something. She was soaked. Groaning she looked down at the sheets. Everything from below her waist was stained a dark, wet blue. She knew that the magazines said most stallions preferred mares who got really wet… but this was ridiculous! How did she even have this much… juice… inside her? She would never be able to get back to sleep in this soaked bed… she’d need to change ALL the sheets! A snore next to her drew her eyes to the other side of the bed. Jet lay sprawled out on his back, mouth halfway open and tongue lolling out as he snored loudly. The sheets on his side of the bed were still dry… and he was pitching quite a tent. Apogee got a wry smile across her face. Who said your dreams couldn’t come true? Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! And that concludes the 'crackfic'. Hopefully you were able to suspend your disbelief long enough to have fun with the concept and enjoy at least one of wonderful authors who contributed to this last second little project. I'd love to hear which author/chapter/kink you loved the most, or just whether you liked the story or not... as always, it has been a pleasure to write for you, my beloved audience! (You debauched cretins ) I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
Freud's Worst NightmareFive seconds to atmospheric re-entry! Apogee’s computer blared at her, sweat pouring down her brow in her cramped command module. Already pink trails of plasma were licking along the exterior of her spacecraft’s hull, shining with an eerie neon glow against the black starry sky outside her window. Apogee bit her lip, as the entirety of the spacecraft began to tumble and roll, sparks and pops exploding across her control readout and among the crevices of the many-odd buttons, switches, dials, knobs, wheels, and joysticks. You have no idea what you’re doing, do you? Apogee shouted aloud, her hoof slamming against the seat belt latch, popping her free of her restraints. She immediately bonked her head against the control panel. Knocking her slightly senseless, despite her large, bubble-glass helmet. Ouch! Watch it! Honestly, I’d bail out if I were you! Apogee panicked, grabbing the handle of the capsule, jerking it back, only for the door to explode outwards, immediately sucking her out into the cold atmosphere, plummeting toward Equus at hypersonic velocities. “Gaaaaaah!” She screamed aloud, hooves and wings flailing out against the building ball of plasma all around her from the atmospheric heating. Her suit began to tear off in several places, eventually leaving her as nothing more than a plummeting yellow pegasus filly. Much to her embarrassment, it appeared that her cute, little, freckled plot happened to be her center of mass. Very quickly, she flipped head over pert, well-shaped teakettle...falling butt-first through the sky. “Heeeeeeeelp!” Apogee cried out, as the heat around her rear began to grow in waves, the fire spreading like an inferno as she streaked through the bright blue sky. “Anybody! Pleaaaaaaase!” Apogee cried out in fear, before looking over her shoulder to see just where she was headed. Below her, she could see her spacecraft burning up to a tiny cinder far above the Las Pegasus sky. The cloud-based desert city stretched out below her, and her terrified eyes quickly sought out the familiar tower she knew so well: home. There it was! If she could just maneuver, using her wings and her tail… she could steer toward it! And was that… on the balcony…? Yes! A giant bowl of cereal! Boop-a-roops and milk. She could see her mother carefully getting the bowl into place so that her trajectory would end up right inside it. If she could just avoid the damn silver spoon! *SPLASH* Apogee plunged butt-first into the warm, frothy milk, nearly hitting the bottom of the bowl before kicking up to the surface with a desperate gasp for air, her mane, and fur soaked with milk and little boop-a-roop O’s all over her. “Mom!” She shouted gleefully, kicking over to the side of the pool-sized bowl of cereal, “you saved me!” Delta chuckled, ruffling her daughter’s soaking mane. “Nice landing kiddo, you did awesome. Now get outta there so we can dry you off and go inside and see your dad.” She held out a big, fluffy white towel, emblazoned with the characters of her favorite childhood show: Potato Ponies. “Thanks, Mom!” Apogee squeaked, hopping out of the pool. Shaking herself off like a wet dog, Apogee was quickly wrapped up by her mother in the towel. “Who’s my little snuggle-sausage?” Delta giggled, as she tightened the towel tighter and tighter, wrapping Apogee up in a big hug before nuzzling Apogee on her adorable nose. “I am!” Apogee chirped happily, embraced by both the warm towel and her loving mother. “I love you mom!” “I love you too, kiddo… I’m so proud of you!” Delta nuzzled her again. “Now you get inside! Your father is finishing up your birthday cake, and all your hearth's-warming presents haven’t been opened yet!” Delta gave her a slap on the rear to get her headed inside. Apogee felt the shockwave of the slap reverberate through her butt, the sensation of playful, sharp, stinging sensation ringing through her loins, reminding her of how the re-entry had warmed her so intimately. The filly’s face blushed, her tail swishing as she trotted happily into the foyer of her father’s luxury apartment. “Hey Dad!” Apogee crowed. “I’m home!” “I’m in the kitchen Apogee!” Jet’s familiar, welcoming baritone voice filled the apartment. “Oh hey Dad!” Apogee chirped, her eyes going over the beautiful hearth’s-warming tree and the many beautiful, well-wrapped presents underneath its boughs. “I thought you had to work late all this week?” “Good news honey!” Jet smiled, turning around from the oven he was monitoring with a beaming smile. “I’ve decided I’ve got enough money for the rest of forever, and I retired! Now I can spend every day at home with you!” Apogee squeed, dancing on her hooves with joy. “Dad that’s awesome! And whatever you’re cooking smells amazing... what is it?” “I’m glad you asked!” Jet smiled, opening the oven and pulling out several trays. A giant cucumber, a 3-foot long sausage, an eggplant, a thick Prench baguette, and a massive corn-dog were all placed in front of her on the kitchen counter, causing the filly to shift her rear legs uncomfortably before looking at her father with a raised eyebrow. “Uh, dad?” “Yes, honey?” “Wouldn’t you say that some of these things are a little… well…” Apogee shifted uncomfortably, unsure of how to say what she was thinking. “Yes?” “...well… small?” Apogee gasped out, her breath releasing a steamy huff with the enunciation of the world small. “That’s my greedy little girl! My honey-bunny needs her dad to give her the really big stuff, doesn’t she?” Jet chuckled, sliding an oven-mitt onto one of his hooves. Apogee nodded enthusiastically. “Give it to me dad!” “Here you go hun!” Jet chuckled, opening the oven and releasing a could of black smoke that quickly raced upward and outward through the kitchen, bringing with it the oakiest, masculine scents. “It’s just for you!” He turned and placed a gigantic cake, so long and wide that it couldn’t possibly have fit inside the oven, laying it in front of the eager little filly with a sound effect akin to a *THWAP*. Apogee’s hungry eyes raced over the chocolate cake, a long, thick, cylindrically shaped tube of pastry that was just the slightest shade of off-color dark brown. The thick girth of the cake tapered only slightly (except for a small bump about halfway up) ending with a rounded top, pointed right at the hungry filly’s face. “Happy birthday honey! I know it’s your favorite flavor!” Jet grinned with joy. “Aww… no whipped cream?” Apogee pouted. Jet chuckled and shook his head, pulling out a little can of whipped cream and began to liberally spray puffs of the cream on the end of the cake. “I forgot just how much you love this stuff.” Apogee nodded enthusiastically, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. “Shoot some for me dad!” Jet laughed even louder, firing some of the cream through the air at his silly daughter. Apogee chuckled as she began to wipe her face of the thick creamy foam her father had shot all over her. “Wow Dad, I don’t know if I’ll be able to take on such a big cake all by myself.” Apogee’s wings fluttered with building excitement. “Oh don’t be silly honey, your mom and you have managed this size of cake many a time now.” Jet chuckled, putting both of his big, strong hooves on the kitchen counter and staring mischievously across the surface at his daughter. “Still, I wish that I had a friend who could help me tackle this thing.” Apogee grinned at her father. Just at that moment, a mop of dark reddish brown hair appeared from under the kitchen counter, as her best friend Diz’s head popped into view, directly across from her. She seemed to be positioned right in front of her father, between his hooves, her small back barely reaching the underside of her father’s chest and belly. “H-hi Gee!” Diz smiled slightly, though she seemed to be wincing every other second, her left eye twitching and rolling slightly. “Diz!” Apogee shot her hooves up in surprise and joy. She hadn’t been expecting to see her best friend here, let alone right underneath her father. Apogee noticed now that her father’s hips seemed to be slowly gyrating back and forth, in time with her friend’s winces. “What are you doing here!?” “H-huh? Unmmf!” Diz bit her lip slightly and her tail thrashed under Apogee’s father, the little earth-filly’s hooves slipped slightly. “Oo-oh… y-your… dad is just… hng… showing me… mmm! H-how to put a bun… in the… oh celestia.... Oven!” Diz whined out as Apogee noticed her father grinning calmly while looking down at the smaller pony, his powerful hips continuing to make their rocking motion. “Oh! That’s awesome! I can’t believe you’re also here for my Hearth's-Warming-birthday!” Apogee squealed. “Oh, she wouldn’t miss it honey.” Jet grinned. His rocking movements now making strange, wet and loud *PLAP* sounds come from the other side of the counter. “And I’m gonna use the opportunity to fill your friend up with cake… and… whipped… mmmgghh…. CREAM.” Apogee covered her mouth with a hoof. Her father had stopped all movements, simply shoving her friend against the edge of the counter, making poor Diz’s eyes seem to pop out from her face. Out of nowhere, the whipped cream can started to suddenly fire, sending spurts of cream in burst after burst, all while Diz groaned and drooled onto the marble countertop. “Mmm…. I… l-love… c-cream…” The filly’s eyes shut as she passed out blissfully. “Hey, kiddo!” Apogee heard her mother’s voice from behind her and wheeled about, turning to see her mother hop up onto the large sectional couch in the living room and pat the cushion next to her. “There’ll be plenty of time to stuff yourself with your dad’s baked goods later! You get your little butt over here and open your presents!” Apogee squealed with delight again, throwing the towel off of her and trotting over to the central living room, past the warm, crackling fire and over to the ornately decorated Hearth’s-warming tree, each decoration was some type of spaceship, and they crackled and popped with burning thrusters as they strained at their fastening hooks. Beneath the tree sat a pile of presents, each the same size: stereotypical large boxes about the dimensions of a volleyball. They were wrapped ornately with red, green and gold foil paper… all were capped off with intricate silk ribbons tied into beautiful bows. “Oh wow, guys! Which one should I start with?” The filly pranced on her hooftips, prodding one of the gift boxes. “Whatever one you want honey!” Jet chuckled as he came around the kitchen counter to join the festivities in the living room. Apogee noticed with a strange look that her friend Diz was still suspended under her father somehow, passed out, hooves dangling off the floor. Something was keeping her connected to her father, her back pressed against his belly. He took a seat, propping the sleeping earth-filly up in his lap. “You’ll be opening all of them anyway!” Apogee chirped with joy and grabbed the box, planting her rear on the comfortable cushion, snuggling in between her two smiling laughing presents. She pulled the bow and lifted the box top, and a swirl of color exploded from the container, drawing her vision into the vortex and whisking her away to another world. But which box had she chosen? What world would she be sent to? That is up to YOU to decide! (CHOOSE A CHAPTER!) Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Well, this is my first attempt at a 'crackfic'... having some fun with pure crazy wish fulfillment. You're about to see this thing get kicked into overdrive: a number of different kinks, fetishes, and debauched ideas were pitched on the derpibooru forums. If something got cut, or your idea didn't make it in... I apologize! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Blue and Gold Giftbox - (public, classroom - clopfics) Sleeping in Class - Chapter by Clopfics Contains public sex, impregnation, cum-inflation, incest Apogee sat at her school desk, idly looking at the wall clock as it ticked menacingly. Strangely, the second hand never seemed to move - she seemed to be stuck in this classroom forever. Well, that wasn’t that unusual a feeling, to be honest. Ms. Kindnicker stood up from her desk at the front-center of the classroom taking off her glasses and putting them down gently before clearing her throat and addressing the class directly. “Well class, our guest for today’s lecture has arrived for today!” She motioned toward the door, which clicked as it opened. Apogee sat up, along with the rest of her class as the clopping hooves of a stallion came into the classroom. “Dad!?” “Hey, honey!” Jet chuckled as he trotted in and walked over to Kindnicker’s desk. Apogee’s eyes shot wide and she blushed, she glanced about the class, catching the glances and chuckles of all of her classmates. This was a bit embarrassing: just whywas her dad here, anyway? “Well class,” Kindnicker smiled. “I’ve invited this special guest to follow up on the health education class from last week. I know that some of you do learn in a much more practical demonstration sort of way.” Apogee’s blush went to a bright red as the din of confused teenagers trying to understand just what was about to happen. “Quiet down now class, please.” Kindnicker motioned with her hooves. “If you would, Mr. Jet Stream?” “With pleasure.” Jet reared up on his hind legs… and let his massive, girthy, dark-brown 17-inch stallionhood fall with a heavy *thwop* onto Kindnicker’s desk, making the whole thing jump with its impact, as it caused even a small cup filled with Kindnicker’s pencils to spill over. A small scream came from one of the other girls in the class, as wings unfurled in surprise and excitement across the board. One pony even shouted out. “Holy bucking shit!” “Wing Walker, that’s a weeks detention.” Kindnicker scolded, glancing up from the huge, throbbing shaft of meat currently resting on her blotter. “Now class, please quiet down. Mr. Stream is larger than average, but that’s no reason to feel intimidated or jealous!” Apogee swallowed hard and tried to shrink into her seat as her beloved high-school teacher began to massage up and down her father’s pulsating cock, admiring the thickness of his stallionhood. “Well well Mr. Stream, I don’t think we should delay things any further - let’s get right on to the practical demonstration, shall we?” Apogee gulped aloud as her teacher trotted around to the side of her desk, putting her short hooves up on the edge and flicking her icy-blue tail up into the air, before flicking her mane backward and fixing the class with a warm, teacherly smile. She was baring her plump marehood and ponut to the entire class of students, without an ounce of shame. “Now class, see how my marehood has plumped up, and how my clitoris is even poking out sometimes to welcome the stallion? Just like in the lecture… and if you try smelling you’ll notice I’m giving out on ar-” “Ms. Kindnicker.” Apogee’s eyes flashed to her father, who had just cut in. “Yes, Mr. Stream?” “Don’t you think it would be better if we took a volunteer for this little demonstration? I’m sure you’d welcome the opportunity to have me teach one of your students directly.” “A wonderful idea! Class, any volunteers?” Apogee was surprised at the number of fillies’ hooves that shot up in the air - and even those who hadn’t stuck their hooves up seemed torn. She couldn’t believe what was happening. “Dude, Apogee… your dad is like, hung.” A classmate whispered from behind her with a giggle. Apogee sank down in her chair, hoping that the floor would suddenly absorb her. “Well Ms. Kindnicker, I’d like to take that one: my daughter, Apogee.” Apogee flinched as her father’s hoof pointed directly at her. It wasn’t the only thing pointing at her. “Great idea! Apogee, front of the class please!” The entire class was whispering in shocked undertones as Apogee slunk forward, feeling the eyes of every one of her friends and classmates boring into her… to be honest… it was starting to excite her… in a weird kind of way. She got up to her teacher’s desk, ears folded back along her head before she looked up at her dad with worry and fear in her eyes. “D-dad? Ms. Kindnicker? A-are you sure…” “C’mon now Apogee… hooves on the desk please!” Kindnicker instructed. Apogee did as she was told. “Now class, I’ll flip Apogee’s skirt up.” Apogee felt the grey fabric that had been her only modesty put onto her back, resting atop her school sweater. “...and what you should notice immediately is-... Apogee dear, tail up please.” Apogee gulped, closing her eyes with embarrassment as she lifted her tail and exposed her plot to her entire class. Every one of them could now see her most private place. “As I was saying - you’ll notice right away that her marehood is smaller and plumper: as you age and give birth things will tend to shift about. But every filly is different, so don’t worry if yours looks bigger or smaller. Let the colts worry about their size - not something you’ve got to worry about Mr. Jet Stream.” Apogee shivered, feeling a cold wetness press against her pussy, and a snuffling inhale. “Mmm yes, she’s lubricating nicely a fragrance of boop-a-roops I notice.” Apogee heard the clattering of her father’s hooves as he mounted her, his larger bulk wrapping around her as he stepped his forehooves up onto her teacher’s desk. “D-dad…?” Apogee whispered, feeling her father’s shadow across her back, unsure of just how this crazy situation was going on. “Shhh quiet hun, I’m gonna fuck you now, in front of all your friends. For educational purposes.” He whispered, nipping at her left ear. “See now class? The stallion has mounted the female. At first his stallionhood… or penis as we call it, scientifically, will be out of alignment, resting on his mare’s back or under her belly button.” Kindnicker spoke behind Apogee, continuing her lecture. “But with a little shifting… and perhaps a helping hand from the lecturer to speed things along… there we are.” Apogee felt the hot, THICK, heat of her father’s cockhead against her small pussy entrance. She couldn’t believe this was happening… but even more so, she couldn’t believe that she was liking it. Her father began to press forward, her lips strained to accept him, spreading wider and wider with lascivious tension. “And perhaps a little helping hoof work to spread our exemplary tight little fillyhood.” Apogee groaned as she felt a pair of hooves grab her asscheeks and spread her wide. Then yelped as her father plowed into her. Unlike his usual pace, Jet was brutal. He drove in with intense thrusts, pounding inch after inch in her. “See class, when a stallion is in rut… he will act quickly and without hesitation to bury himself as deep as possible into his female.” “D-daddy!” Apogee screamed out, in fear and excitement, aware that her rutting was occurring in front of the entire class. A particularly hard thrust drove her father’s medial ring deep into her and caused the desk to slide a few inches forward with a grinding squeal. “At this point, the stallion may even be inside his female’s cervix, depending on his length and her depth…” Apogee grimaced as another lung-emptying thrust drove her into the desk. He wasn’t inside her womb just… yet! With a small whinny, Jet slammed his cock in, hilting inside of his daughter’s cunt, the massively wide base straining her fillyhood so wide that her plump outer labia were basically touching her inner thighs. She felt her father’s heavy knob push right through into her womb. And she felt herself cum. “See class!?” Kindnicker mentioned, her voice a hazy background Apogee couldn’t focus on. “As the stallion hilts, the mare has a high likelihood of orgasm. Watch as her clitoris extends and contracts, rubbing against the stallion’s flesh for even more pleasure. Internally her muscles are milking and coaxing her stallion to release. And she may even…” Apogee felt herself whine and nicker, a gush of clear, sticky liquid splatter out from her strained pussy and spraying all over her father’s pendulous testicles, dripping down to the floor in front of all her classmates. “...yes! She’s lubricating! Not all mares will... “ Kindnicker smiled. “...and definitely not quite this much… and look at those testicles… see how they’re twitching and rising! That means that we’re about to see…” Apogee felt a sharp pinch on her neck as her father bit into her fur and pounded relentlessly, causing his balls to slap against her rear. She felt his massive flare as he grew and expanded inside her womb, straining her belly and making her groan. “...see class! Watch her belly - that little bulge is Mr. Jet Stream’s flare… and any moment now we’ll see.” Apogee felt a spill of warmth begin to fill her. Sticky, white-hot, thick ropes of her father’s cum gushing out in burst after burst as he pulsed and pulsed and pulsed inside of her. Terror filled her gut even faster than her father’s batter as a thought raced through her addled mind. “D-dad… I’m not on m-moon tea… y-you’re gonna make me… pregnant!” “Good.” Jet huffed in her ear with a chuckle, another heavy spurt dolloping into her as he did so. “I’m gonna fill you up in front of the whole class.” Kindnicker cleared her throat. “No talking from the subjects, please… though I do thank you for the reminder about pregnancy. As I was saying: see how her belly is beginning to fill with his seed? Even now millions of his sperm are swimming into the mare’s fallopian tubes and searching for ova to fertilize… perhaps even more than one!” Apogee noticed Kindnicker’s tone change slightly as her father continued to pump and pump and pump. “O-oh… oh my. I… I didn’t realize such quantity was possible.” Apogee groaned as she felt herself filling up, her belly distending downward as her father stuffed her full of his potent seed. “Class, this is really… quite unusual.” Kindnicker gasped. Apogee could feel spurts of her father’s shots pouring from her cunt, splattering to the floor with thick globby plops, her body unable to contain anything more. “W-well… I suppose it is a chance for you to see what a ten-month pregnant female would look like… observe how even Apogee’s belly button has popped out… not uncommon with larger pregnancies… ah! It appears that Mr. Stream has finally completed!” Apogee moaned as her father withdraw his fat cock from her body, his hooves carefully clattering and his huge rod plumbing her depths before popping out of her with an obscene schlorp that preceded a torrential spilling of the naughty mixture of father-daughter juices. “And look, he’s ready for another demonstration… any volunteers!?” Apogee’s eyes were rolling in her head from pleasure, mortified embarrassment, confusion, the thought of a new life growing inside her, and the insanity of the whole situation… but they still picked up the massive forest of filly-arms sticking straight up into the air, desperate to be picked. The door burst open and Officer Copper Top, the school police liaison raced in, with a weapon in hand. “Down on the floor everypony! This little den of debauchery is under arrest!” Apogee squeaked as the arms which had moments before up in the air with eager hopes to be picked… were stuck in the air in absolute surrender. Even her father and Kindnicker were standing stock still, hooves up as they prepared to be arrested by the representative of Celestia’s justice. “W-why?” Apogee squeaked, finding courage despite her terror. “Why should we be arrested… everypony w-wanted to do this!” She choked out, her mind feeling hazy and uncoordinated. “Just do as she says Apogee!” Kindnicker scolded. “Yes honey, this was wrong… all wrong… and we’ve got to go to Tartarus now for the rest of our lives.” Jet mumbled, tears starting to stream down his face. “N-no!” Apogee coughed, craning to look at the furious cop, despite still being pinned under her mounted father. “I won’t go along with it… it’s not right!” Copper Top grinned maliciously at Apogee. “Your compliance is not required.” The weapon in her hand made a small popping sound, and Apogee saw a strange set of barbs with gossamer wires stringing behind them fly toward her. “TASER TASER TASER!” Copper Top shouted. Apogee opened her mouth to say something. But then all she knew was pain. Her vision flashed white, and she knew no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! First box opened... classroom sex! Man, I have to do more with Kindnicker! Let me know if this was your favorite giftbox to open... what would you have done if you were a classmate in Apogee's school and this was your classroom demonstration? I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Green Giftbox - (futa, incest - Duelist96) Mom’s New Equipment- Chapter by Duelist96 Contains futa, incest Apogee opened her eyes. She’d been having the strangest dream. Re-entries, baked goods, her parents, the presents. None of it made any sense. All from taking a little nap in her mother’s trailer, out in her junkyard. Apogee yawned and turned onto her back. Immediately she yelped and swallowed her breath. She had company. The little mare stared up into the bright cerise eyes of the mare on top of her. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the scent of alcohol, her burning sex, and the masculine scent of the cock on top of her belly. Her loins ached to feel that large cock inside of her, its potent seed filling her to the brim and quenching her irritable heat. Little rivulets of her arousal seeped from her winking pussy, her short tail trying its hardest to spread her scent. Apogee’s breath hitched in her throat as the cock slid along her belly as the mare lowered her head to her ear. “I’m glad that you came to me to sate your heat, Apogee,” Delta said, her alcoholic breath causing mixed emotions in the filly. Apogee still couldn’t believe that her mother was the one to be taking in the most primal of ways. She felt that she should have been disgusted by the idea of copulating with her mother, but when Delta had let her cock grow free, she couldn’t control herself further. After seeing that monster between her mother’s legs, Apogee had gone straight to the natural position of mounting and presented her needy sex. She had heard the shuffling of hooves behind her and prepared for her mother to mount her when she was pushed on her side. Apparently, Delta wanted her to see everything that was about to happen to her. Taking a deep breath, Apogee was about to answer her mother when a low moan escaped her lips. Her mother had adjusted herself and was now pressing the tip of her cock against her moist entrance. He tight pussy pressed back against the massive intruder, but that didn’t seem to bother Delta much. She snorted as she pressed against her daughter’s tight fillyhood, kissing along her jawline to get her to relax. Apogee squired at her mother’s kissing, trying her hardest to get the tip to pop inside. She felt a hoof plant on her shoulder and start to press down. The added force helped to finally pop the head of the large cock inside, causing Apogee to arch her back as pleasure filled her mind. Her mother didn’t move, her breathing heavy as she grew accustomed to the wet, tight warmth of her daughter’s insides. The walls gripped at her head in desperate need, her daughter panting as she squirmed. “Are you ready?” Delta asked. Apogee couldn’t find her voice to respond, so she nodded her head vigorously. Delta moved a hoof over to Apogee’s other shoulder and pressed forward. Apogee bit her lip as her inner walls were parted, doing their hardest to fit every inch of the thick length of her mother. Her brain was being overstimulated as her pleasure grew with every inch that entered her. It wasn’t long before Delta had pushed far enough for her cock to stop its advance as her medial ring reached her pussy lips. Delta didn’t say anything, snorting even harder as she pulled her hips back a bit, her daughter’s moans ringing in her ears. Closing her eyes in concentration, she pushed forward with more force, spreading her daughter again and forcing her medial ring inside of her. Even after the squelching pop of the medial ring entering the hot confines of her daughter, Delta kept pushing forward until she was fully hilted. When Delta’s large testicles made contact with her rear, Apogee’s hooves moved on their own as they gripped her mother. She pulled her mother into a deep kiss, the alcoholic breath not even stopping her from entwining their tongues and swapping saliva. She needed the distraction because she knew if she looked down at her abdomen, she would see the bulge that was created by her mother’s cock. The heat of the length inside of her caused the fire inside of her to burn hotter, and she was hoping the kiss would get her to start moving. It seemed Delta could read her mind as even though her lips were still focused on prench kissing her daughter, her hips moved of their own accord. The strong, spicy scent of such a fertile mare brought out her baser instincts, and she didn’t plan on stopping until Apogee was thoroughly bred. Her hips continued to draw back before reaching her medial ring, and instead of continuing on her retreat, she slammed back into her. Apogee’s mewls of pleasure were lost in the deep kiss, pleasure running along her spine as she was overloaded with pleasure. She could tell that even with how hard her mother was slamming into her, she wasn’t fully hilted yet. Her brain reverted to her primal instincts as she knew what would happen when her mother finally hilted her. Her chest puffed a bit against Delta’s who did the same. Both mares were enjoying the pleasures they brought each other. Delta’s thrusts slowly gained in speed, the tip of her cock twitching heavily as it kissed Apogee’s cervix. Apogee deepened the kiss with her mother, only parting quickly to get some air before continuing the kiss again. Her hooves pressed tighter against Delta, trying her hardest to bring her in closer. Delta happily answered her daughter’s response, continuing to pick up speed as her flare began to expand. Apogee could feel her mother’s flare spread her walls further and began humping back with equal fervor. They would both pull back before slamming together, the head of the cock trying to enter the deepest sanctuary. It wasn’t long before the two mares had to part from their kiss, moans escaping their lips as sweat dripped off of their bodies. Apogee was happy to see her mother in the buff, her coat immaculate without the tank-top covering up her beautiful body. “Get ready to have your own sibling,” Delta said between heavy pants. Apogee screwed her eyes shut as she finally forced out her own voice. “Fill me, mother. I want to feel everything inside of me,” Apogee begged. Her words seemed to have an effect on her mother as she gave a few final thrusts before breaching her cervix, her flare blocking the hole as semen began to fire out. Delta let out a hearty groan as she felt every rope of cum travel along her length, expanding it a slight bit before being shot deep into Apogee’s womb. Apogee squealed with pleasure as she felt every hot strand of cum enter her fertile grounds, her pussy milking everything out of her mother’s plump orbs. The fire that once burned her pussy was replaced by the loving warmth of cum that was deposited inside of her. Apogee wasn’t sure how long they were connected or how much her mother had filled her, but she could feel her bloated belly slosh with cum. Delta soon ran out of strength and collapsed to the ground, lying on top of her daughter. Apogee could hear her mother’s snores and couldn’t find the strength to wake her. In fact, she enjoyed the closeness and warmth that was radiating off Delta. Finding comfort inside her mother’s embrace, she let her eyes close, deciding to join her mother in her sleep before repeating their incestuous debauchery again. Besides, she has to make sure that her mother is truly milked of her virile seed, and she herself was carrying however many foals her mother could pump into her. ... A terrifying siren began to sound in the distance. The shriek of the alarm was one that she’d only heard during the air-magic-bombing defense drills they still practiced annually at school. “WARNING WARNING - THIS IS NOT A DRILL - BALEFIRE BOMBS ARE EN ROUTE TO LAS PEGASUS - SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY!” The creepy mechanical voice blared, before being replaced again with the wail of the siren. Apogee’s hackles rose and horror spilled into her gut. She was confused, terrified… she had no idea what to do. “M-mom!?” She squeaked, hoping her mom would be able to protect her. But just as Delta extended her wing to try to cover her a flash… brighter than anything she’d ever seen illuminated everything: she could see the bones of her mother’s wings as the light ripped through feathers and flesh. Filling everything with radiant brilliance. Then… nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Duelist96 did AWESOME with this chapter. Duelist was one of the very first authors that I met on the site, and his fic Fleeting Flames is one of my most favorite HiE stories, and definitely worth a look! I particularly loved just how well he had Apogee get bred by the almost animalistic Delta Vee... was extremely hot. I hope to do more collabs with Duelist soon! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. 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A Red and White Giftbox - (hypnosis, incest, mc - Shakespearicles) Hypnowatch - Chapter by Shakespearicles Contains hypnosis, mindcontrol, incest Apogee found herself still sitting in front of the Hearth's Warming tree. After everything else that had happened, she was expecting anything. A Cockzilla, a Cockasaurus, a Cocktopus. The last thing she expected to see was her mother, Delta Vee sitting behind her next to her father. It was more than Apogee could ever hope to wish for. It was a Hearth's Warming miracle. A dream come true! "Are you going to open your present?" Jet asked. "Yeah. Let's not make this take all day," Delta said. "You know how much I hate having to breathe the same air as your father." Okay. Maybe not exactly a dream come true. "You guys must have loved each other at some point," Apogee said, pointing at herself. "Obviously." "Of course," Jet assured her. "Pfft, yeah," Delta snorted. "Yes please, romanticize the night that we had too much to drink and had unprotected sex in college." "Excuse me, Delta!" Jet scolded, motioning to Apogee. "Inappropriate!" "Gee, you're old enough to understand," Delta said. "You know by now that no matter how much you want to, you can't make somepony love somepony else." Apogee frowned. "Now would you just please open your damn box so I can get going?" "Happy Hearth's Warming to you too, Vee," Jet said. "Eat a dick, Jet," Delta snapped. Apogee opened the box. There was no flash of magical light or anything. Just a simple pocket watch. "There ya go kiddo. I know how much you love being punctual. A little something I picked up the other day from this little place The Little Shop of Honors... or something. I dunno. I wasn't wearing my glasses." "Ooh," Apogee said swinging the watch by the chain in her hoof. "I'm like one of those psychic magicians!" "Yeah. Now you can psychically tell that it's time for me to leave," she said, reaching for her winter coat. "Wait! Stay!" Apogee said, still swinging the watch. Delta Vee stopped moving "I'll stay," Delta said in a dull, monotone voice. She stayed where she was on the couch. Her eyes sort of just glazed over. Jet Stream likewise sat motionless with the same vacant expression. For a long, quiet moment, nopony moved or said anything. "Mom? What are you doing?" Apogee asked. "I'm staying," she said. "Why?" Apogee asked. "Because you told me to," she answered in the same robotic manner. Apogee looked at the watch hanging in her hoof. She could feel it thrum with energy. Not being a unicorn, she never wielded magic before. It made her hoof tingle as though it had fallen asleep. Could it really be? she wondered. There was one way to find out. "You're getting very sleepy," Apogee said. "I'm getting very sleepy," Delta and Jet both said in stereo. "Mom, bark like a dog." "BARK! ARF! WOOF!" Delta barked emphatically. She was never one to play along in games like this with Apogee. If her mother really was hypnotized, she could make her do anything she wanted. "Mom... love Dad," Apogee said. The corner of Delta's eye twitched. The edge of her lips tugged into a snarl. "Ngh- grrr... no," Delta growled. Apogee frowned. The power of hypnosis had its limits. Tampering with emotions directly was too much. It only fooled the head, not the heart. Even a magical genie would be hard-pressed to grant a wish like that. Apogee would have to be more indirect and subtle. "Mom... kiss Dad." Delta Vee didn't hesitate. She moved over on the couch beside Jet and kissed him, planting her lips firmly on his before sitting back in place. In Delta's mind, she could emotionally detach herself from physical intimacy. Even still, Apogee gasped. There was no way Delta would have done that normally, even as a prank on her daughter. Apogee had seen enough hypnosis acts on TV. She could do whatever she wanted with them and they wouldn't remember a thing. Unless she wanted them to. And of course, there was the power of suggestion. Her mind buzzed with ideas. "Mom, keep kissing Dad," Apogee said. Delta leaned over and continued to kiss Jet. It was a rather boring, plain kiss as they just held their lips together. "Dad, kiss mom back. Both of you use more tongue." Their kiss became more passionate. Apogee knew she needed to ingrain a positive experience associated with the act. Especially for her mom. "Mom, play with yourself," she said. Delta's hoof moved between her legs and she began to rub her pussy. After a minute or two, her fur became visibly damp with arousal. "Okay, stop kissing," she said. They stopped kissing but Delta continued to rub her pussy in a game of Simon-Says. She would not stop until given the explicit instruction from Apogee to do so. "Mom, stop playing with yourself and rub your hoof on Dad's nose." Delta did as she was told, rubbing her wetness on Jet's snout. Jet groaned as his nostrils flared reflexively. The primal parts of his brain were beyond even the control of hypnosis. His penis began to emerge from his sheath. "Mom, play with Dad's dick," she said. Delta took her hoof from his snout and began to rub his penis, making it harden very quickly. "Dad, play with Mom's pussy." He reached his hoof across hers and began to rub her marehood. They both moaned from their mutual masturbation. Apogee was anxious to get them to go further. But she realized that all of it would be for little more than her own, temporary enjoyment if they forgot everything once they 'woke up'. "Okay, stop," she instructed. They both stopped and sat upright. "When I clap my hooves, you will both wake up. And you will both be filled with a desire for each other. You will tell each other that you want to pleasure them. You will each be happy to hear it and accept. Pleasuring each other will make you feel happy. The more you do it, the happier you'll feel." Apogee thought about it for a moment. Surely once they found happiness in each other physically, the emotional part would follow. She was about to clap her hooves. "Oh, and me being in the room won't bother you." Apogee clapped her hooves. Jet and Delta blinked for a moment. Jet became acutely aware of a familiar scent on his nose, the taste of it on his lips. And he became aware of his painfully hard erection in front of him. For some reason, he didn't seem to mind that Apogee was right there looking at him. He looked at the mare beside him. She was staring hungrily at him. "Jet," Delta said. "I... I want you," she said. Jet was surprised to hear such a thing from his bitter ex, yet still filled with joy at hearing the words. "I want you too," he admitted freely. Delta felt her heart flutter. Like a weight had been lifted from her heart. It was happiness. It had been a long time since she felt such pure joy. "I can see that," she said, eyeing his erection. Her hoof moved on its own to start stroking it. The more she touched it, the happier she felt. Like this was the one thing missing from her life. Jet wasted no time in returning the favor. He slipped his hoof between her legs and began to rub her. He had been a content stallion in life. He had Apogee after all. But the hole in his heart that Delta had left behind never really healed. As he pleasured her, it felt like that missing piece had returned. That he was complete once more. With each touch he gave her, he was closer to being truly happy. For Delta, the undiluted happiness was like a drug. She needed more of it immediately, if not sooner. And in her hoof was the key. "I need to suck it," she moaned. She leaned over and began to suck him off. It made her even happier having it in her mouth. Normally she didn't care for sucking a stallion off so much, but this dick was special somehow. Her new position denied Jet access to her marehood. He wanted it back. He needed it back. "Vee, please," he all but begged. "Let me eat your pussy!" She was consumed with consuming him. It took some doing to get under her, with her straddling his face as she continued to suck his dick. Neither of them even glanced at Apogee, sitting mere inches away beside the couch, clopping herself silly as she watched her parents sixty-nine each other. Each of them deriving pure bliss from doing so. Her mother's entire expression changed. No longer did she wear the sour scowl of a bitter mare. Even with her mane still in a messy tussle, and her mouth full of dick, she looked beautiful when she was happy. Apogee's wings could not be any stiffer as she bit her lip to stifle her own moans. Her fillyhood spurted wetness onto the rug as she came. "Ngh! I know how much you love riding this big dick," Jet said, enticing her to let him give her more pleasure. "It always gets you off when you're on top!" Delta moaned and pulled his dick from her mouth. "Yeah, and I know you love fucking this tight twat," Delta said, practically shivering with anticipation of getting him to cum. She turned around to straddle his waist, reaching back with her wing to help aim him into her marehood. He put his hooves on her hips and lowered her down onto him. They both moaned out in pleasure and joy as he slid into her. "Why did we ever stop doing this?" Jet asked. "I don't know. But it doesn't matter now," Delta said. "Just fuck me. Fuck me until you cum!" Jet held her hips and thrust up into her as she lowered herself down to meet him. They moved in practiced synchronization as if they had never stopped. His hips collided with hers. Her clit winked against his fur as he hilted her. She shuddered as she felt herself cum. He could that she was cumming from the way her pussy practically quivered around him. The rush of happiness it brought him, brought him to tears of joy. Apogee might as well have been invisible as they fucked like animals on the couch. She had front row seats to watching her father's cock vanishing into her mother's pussy. Her own masturbatory moans were drowned out by the wild cries of the mare on top, and the grunts of the stallion below her. All of it to the rhythmic, wet slaps of rutting. "Oh Vee, oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Jet moaned. "Yes! Yes, please cum!" Delta begged. He felt his balls growing tighter and grunted as he gave a few final thrusts. Delta could feel him flaring inside her. She slammed herself down one last time, driving him home. He cried out as his cock began to throb and pulse. Delta felt him twitching and jerking. A sudden rush of warmth deep inside he confirmed it. He was cumming. She felt a rush of happiness flood through her that could only be described as euphoric. It was as close to heaven as a pony could get while their heart was still beating. "I love you, Delta!" Jet said. "I love you too, Jet!" Delta cried out, causing the temperature in Tartarus to drop sharply. Listening to her father climaxing made Apogee cum again. And their confession of love to one another was a dream come true. She tried to stand but lost her balance. She stumbled backward and her hoof landed on the pocket watch, shattering the glass face. With a bright flash, the magic enchantment dispelled. Delta and Jet both blinked and shook their heads, completely freed of the spell. They both looked down between themselves, at him still balls-deep inside her. The memory of everything came rushing back. It seemed surreal. The sex, and the joy from it with each other. It didn't seem possible. And then the memory of the hypnosis. Their heads both snapped to look over at- "APOGEE!" They both yelled. “Hehe… forgive me?” Apogee chuckled guiltily, her ears flattened back against her head as she put on a puppy dog face. It was a tried and tested strategy of hers, after all. Jet’s face immediately softened. “Oh… of course honey, I could never stay mad at you!” Apogee squee’d and looked over at Delta with the same hopeful, adorable, doe-eyes. Those same eyes quickly widened in terror as she found herself staring down the barrel of a shotgun, brandished by her furious mother. “Jet, she’s just got you under her spell! If we don’t stop her she’ll pollute us… then all of Equestria!” Delta screamed in a panic, racking a shell with a hideously final sounding pump into the shotgun’s chamber. “M-mom… wait!” Apogee chirped. Her stomach sank as her gut filled with horror. She opened her mouth and lifted a hoof to placate her mother. But all she saw was a flash from the end of the barrel and no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! The man, the myth, the legend... Shakespearicles. What more can be said? Shake took up the mantle of the hypnosis kink like the master he is. I don't know how he is able to write such quality clop so quickly... it's almost like he's done this before. Seriously though, Shake managed to find a way to take a little throwaway crackfic contribution like this and mix in some lovely feels as you get to see Apogee attempt to get some wish fulfillment for herself. If you don't know Shake and his works, get out from under the rock you've been living under. If you need a recommendation from me, BBBFF is my favorite fic from the world's strongest writer... but his repertoire is amazing across the board. Stay tuned as Shake and I have more collabs on the way (with a bit more planning than this one had)... which I'm really hoping you'll all like! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Silver Giftbox - (tentacles, mindbreak - clopfics) The Risks of Space Gardening - Chapter by Clopfics Contains tentacles, mindbreak Apogee opened her eyes, she’d been having the weirdest daydream. It was rife with crazy re-entries, strange friends, and Hearth's-warming presents… she was glad THAT had ended. Apogee pressed the repressurization button. The port-side airlock to her moonbase slammed shut, cutting her off from the strange, cold wasteland of the lunar regolith. Bright LED lights flickered on and the hissing of pressurized air began to fill the cabin, as recirculation pumps filled the station module with breathable atmosphere. A small monitor nearby flashed green three times, and Apogee unfastened her heavy astronaut helmet, the lunar-designed equipment much bulkier than what might otherwise be used in deep space. “Ahhh!” She took in a happy lungful of air, before hoofing the switch on the next door, opening the airlock to the interior of the base. She strode in with confidence, the motion-sensing lights clicking on all around her as she made her way past her crew-quarters and over to the science lab. With a sweep of her wing, she cleared away the plastic containers and chemistry vials, making a space on her workbench for the container that she was carrying under her other wing, still wrapped in heavy thermal protection fabric. “There we go… now let’s take a closer look at you… my little botanical anomaly.” Apogee mused to herself (it was a solo station after all), as she clicked open the seals on the little container, and extracted the little budding eggplant, still nestled in its little patch of Equus soil, transported hundreds of thousands of miles just to see what kind of agriculture might be possible on the surface of the moon. What made this eggplant very unique, however… was the fact that its first budding fruit, a still-tiny eggplant bulb, was a bright pink. And it had a cutie mark. Or at least… that was the only way that Apogee could describe what she had seen when she’d gone out to the greenhouse module. It might just have been some strange mutation, but Apogee suspected that the absence of Equus’s magical field had probably caused some of this bizarre horticultural modification. In any case… there was a little heart with a straw on it. “So little guy… just what the heck is your deal, hmm?” Apogee clicked on the bright overhead lamp. Almost immediately, it looked like the little budding stalk sprouted a little vine, twisting and straining toward the new source of light. Apogee blinked quickly, unsure if she could believe what she’d just seen. “Huh?” She leaned in closer. “Little guy, did you just…” Apogee asked, before seeing another little vine shoot out and curl around the edge of the pot it was nestled in. “You did! You grew a whole new vine in reaction to just a little bit of light. You’re doing awesome, little guy!” Apogee squeed, dancing on her hooves. “I knew you could flourish in a magic-less environment!” Apogee rested on her elbows, scooching her face close to the little plant and watching it begin to grow before her very eyes. The vine twisted and turned toward her face, as if reaching out for her, making Apogee chuckle. “Aww… I love you too, cutie.” She leaned forward and laid a light smooch on the reaching leaf. Immediately the plant throbbed and grew. The central stalk budding two more vines and stretching out… little curls heading in every direction like a spiderweb growing right before Apogee’s eyes. “W-woah…” Apogee stood up. One of the tendrils quickly snaked around her still uniformed hoof, the bright green stark against her dirty-white suit. The little vine, no thicker than a string, curled and wrapped around Apogee’s arm, playfully wrapping itself around her. “Hah, I see little guy… you don’t want me to go, huh? You just wanted some more space?” Apogee smiled, letting the vine continue to grow up her arm as she chuckled. If she got in trouble she would easily be able to cut off the tiny string-like vine with a simple yank. “Would you like some water, too?” Apogee asked, pouring a small vial of nearby water into the dirt. Immediately, the root system expanded, shattering out of the small plastic wall that contained the potted dirt. Thick roots snaked over the edge of the tabled, gripping and anchoring the rapidly expanding central plant. Apogee chuckled nervously to herself, this thing really could grow quickly. She could even see that the small bud of fruit had gotten slightly larger… Apogee felt a little tickle at her neck, and a quick glance back at her shoulder showed that the small vine that had snaked its way up her arm had continued all the way to the opening from where she usually had her helmet to enter into her suit, tickling at the sweaty yellow fur as it did so. She giggled as the vine made its way in. “Hey now, little guy…” Apogee nervously smiled, “careful... I’m gonna need to pull back or I’ll end up having to cut that vine of yours…” Apogee got ready to take a step back to disentangle herself, but as she tried to move her suit boots… she found them strangely stuck to the base’s floor. “H-huh?” Apogee glanced down. Her feet were completely wrapped in thick, entangling roots. Unbeknownst to her, the plant had burst through the bottom of its container, through the aluminum worktable, and set a root system deep into the plasteel tiles of the base… and trapping Apogee in place. “Wh-what the hay!?” Apogee squeaked, panic starting to rise inside her now. She jerked back with her left arm, hoping to tug it free of the opening quickly and get away before things got out of hoof. But the vine resisted, simply thickening and extending. A second jerk of the arm was resisted firmly as the now cordage-thick vine tightened and kept her left arm in place. “Stop that!” Apogee muttered, reaching across with her right hoof to yank the offending vine. As she scrabbled to grip the green tendril, she noticed it begin to weep a clear, aloe-like jelly. It smelled amazing… but it was also more slippery than a seapony’s backside! Her gloved hope kept slipping off. With a little bit of fear in her eyes, Apogee clawed at the tendril, trying to free her hoof… when the vine loosened for a moment, creating a loop in its bight that easily lassoed both of her hooves together, then tightened up, as if she were handcuffed. “A-ah!” Apogee squeaked, as another vine shot out, with no doubt as to its purpose, quickly wrapping up her hooves and beginning to secrete the slippery coating. She tried to jerk both of her arms as one, only to feel the powerful tension in the sinewy vines resist her, holding her entirely in place. “Oh…. Celestia!” Apogee shouted, fear overtaking her as she realized she was completely helpless against this bizarre plant, which now had control of all of her limbs. Her mind raced, if she was trapped like this, she wouldn’t be able to get food or water… or recycle the generator… she’d only be able to last in this spot for less than a day... if things didn’t get any worse. Right on cue, just after she had that thought…. Things got worse. Apogee felt the vine that had made its way into her heavy EVA suit suddenly tickling at her belly, changing her fearful grunting into a hesitant giggle. “He-he-he… st--stop that!” She moaned out, between forced laughs. The vine was playing up and down her belly and back… tracing down her suit legs and finding the underside of her rear hooves. The inside of her suit was very quickly getting filled up with the strange lubricating substance the plant was releasing. Not only was it slick and squishy feeling… but it had a strange warming effect against her skin. And then… part of the vine brushed against her plot. Apogee felt the little vine brush against her marehood, and her heart immediately THUMPED in her chest. She bit her lip and swallowed, eyes widening. She hoped that the vine didn’t notice her reaction. Immediately the vine snaked and curled from its exploration of her other limbs, pulling back and positioning its questing tendril-end against her soft pussy, as if sniffing the strange animal reproductive organ - trying to understand what its purpose was. “Ohh… b-buddy… c-careful where you’re touching…” Apogee mewled, sweat forming on her flushed face as the tendril toyed with her filly-lips, sliding over the sensitive skin between her vagina and tailhole, and prodding against her clenched ponut. “...th-that’s not f-for little plants…” The roots around her hooves released her. Not that it gave Apogee any freedom: all four hooves were securely in the grasp of snaking tendrils. With her hooves free though, she was easily lifted into the air, hovering part way between the ceiling of the station and the floor as the powerful plant hoisted her with no effort on its part whatsoever. With what seemed almost like frustration, several tendrils wrapped into the open neck collar of Apogee’s suit and began to pull with tremendous force. Apogee felt the vines began to tear and pull at the fabric, which was rated to take even micro-meteorite impacts. In moments, the plant’s power had ripped the whole suit into tiny fabric scraps as she was torn free of her EVA protection. “Ah!” Apogee squeaked, naked to the all-encompassing vine plant, still aloft and held spread eagle by all four hooves in the air. She tried vainly to tuck her tail against her belly, but her whole body was being wrapped in vines, around her waist, her neck, her flank, and her tail. The little bindings quickly pulled her blue tail out of the way, ensuring that nothing would get between it and Apogee’s fertile soil. Apogee could feel the slathering lubrication drenching her limbs and stomach from the constraining vines, the whole effect warming her and making her sweat in reaction to whatever complex herbal proteins were being absorbed through her skin. “Ohh… I feel… s-strange…” Apogee moaned, her eyes drooping. She could see something big coming out of the huge mass of writhing leaves that was the worktable, but she was having trouble forcing her eyes to focus on whatever it was. One of the supporting vines wrapped around the inside of both her thighs, tightening and squeezing, framing her marehood and tailhole, and making her cute little butt pop out delectably. The new squeezing made her eyes dart open, and then she saw it. This was no vine. This was a tentacle. The thick, dripping, sausage-like organ slicked out toward her. It was as thick as her arm, and it ended in a blunt, bumpy end that seeped with the clear lubrication. Extending quickly, it flopped across her face with a wet thwap. It was heavy. It was wet. It was hot… and it smelled amazing. Apogee groaned as the complex aroma filled her head, driving out her thoughts and replacing them with a heady mixture of musk, spices, sweets, passion, desire… lust. Apogee couldn’t help but slightly open her mouth, her little tongue panting out as she strained to lick the fat plant-cock laying across her snout. She just had to taste that ambrosia… smelling was not enough. Sensing the new source of heat from the filly’s panting mouth, the tentacle quivered and slid into her maw, squirting and seeping its aphrodisia as it plunged into her throat. Apogee’s eyes flared wide and then rolled with pleasure as the thick honey exploded her mind with fireworks. It tasted better than anything she could even imagine. She felt a ripple boil through her body, heat exploding out of every one of her feather tips as she flared to full extension and orgasmed with powerful humping thrusts at the air. “Mnnnghghkllk…..!” Apogee groaned out, swallowing and swallowing as the thick tentacle deep-throated her, sliding down her esophagus and into her belly. More vines raced along her back, intertwining with her extended wings and holding her feathers out in a state of full extension. She groaned again and felt her own, hot, sticky lubrication squirt from her as she winked powerfully. The whole plant shuddered and twisted as her juices dripped onto the root system. Apogee’s rolling eyes had just enough energy to see the fat tentacle immediately bifurcate at the root… then trifurcate… as two thick cock tentacles wrapped up her legs… and found her winking, squirting pussy. “Mnngghhhesss!” Apogee moaned into the throat tentacle, as the knobby end of one found her pussy lips. She grunted and struggled vainly against her bindings, trying to drive the writhing worm into her body, but finding herself unable to move against the tight hold. To her frustration, the knobby head slipped past her winking cunt, sliding over the skin between it and her asshole… before nestling right against her rosebud. She groaned, eyes crossing as a surge rippled through the tentacle and it pushed its slick body into her tight little ponut, straining her wide as it entered her anus and began to drive into her ass. “Mmmmf! MMMF!” Apogee felt the wind knocked out of her as the thick cock-like organ filled her rear, sliding inch after inch of giant, straining, wriggling plant-flesh into her. She couldn’t believe that she hadn’t passed out from lack of oxygen yet. But the nectar that was pouring into her was giving her the oxygen she needed, somehow. Thirstily she slurped it up, even as the tentacle poured directly into her stomach… and into her lower intestines… the nutrients keeping her in a state of blissful ecstasy… and still conscious to feel the next sensation of the last, thickest knob press against her pussy. It strained, spreading as wide as it could but unable to accept the massive invader. Apogee didn’t care about the impossible size… she wanted it… wanted it so badly to be inside her… to pour that wonderful nectar into her… to fill her completely. She had been cumming non-stop for almost a full minute - it felt like her brain was melting away in the sea of endorphins she was being flooded with. “MMnnnggghh…. Mngghhzknzzzzee!” Finally, the little filly’s non-stop winking cunt let the knobby tentacle pierce her. Without any hesitation the fat green slime-tentacle slid and expanded into her tight, grasping cunt. It fucked its way up her velvet tunnel, expanding so obscenely that it made her yellow tummy bulge with its passage as it barged up against her womb. Instead of fucking itself in and out the tentacle expanded and contracted, like a breathing beast, stimulating Apogee with the change of its thickness. Her little clit had been looped by a small, massaging vine, and it pulled her lovebud against the throbbing cock-tentacle pulsing in her. Not that it mattered. Apogee had been in full-orgasm for minutes now. Hours. Days. Years. Time had no meaning in this state. “Hmmmfff….. HMMMMNNGG!!!” Apogee’s eyes rolled out of control, like a mail-mare on morphine. She didn’t feel the small vines creep into her ears and nose. Gossamer thin tendrils snaked their way into her ear canal and against her nasal passage, growing ever thinner and more delicate as they snaked their way into the nerve endings of those organs… and into Apogee’s brain. Hello warm one. Apogee struggled to understand the foggy thought that seemed to come from somewhere else. Huhhhh…. Wassaaaat? Whoo isss you… so… harrdd…. no think guud…. Hush my little flower. You gave me light, water, love. You are about to give me a plot for my seedlings. In return, I will give you what your animal brain wants more than anything else. No more painful thoughts or worries of survival. I will take all that away and give you pure eternal pleasure. Some reptilian part of Apogee’s brain cried out: danger! Danger! She didn’t want to become a mindless chemical pleasure wash… did she? N-nnooooooo…. p-pleeassss….. Hush now. Apogee squealed and moaned. She didn’t feel the mutated eggplant fruit, dripping with lubrication now the width of her hoof and as long as her leg, slide up along the tentacle fucking her pussy. She didn’t feel it slide in alongside the tentacle as it shrank to permit it inside her body, didn’t feel the tremendous strain and bulge as it pressed up against her cervix sliding inside her uterus… But she did feel it explode with plant-juice, spilling its seed and pumping her fuller and fuller of its liquid seedlings, impregnating her with its offspring, germinating her with such obscene volumes that her belly fattened up to the size of a mare pregnant with triplets. Good flower. Sleep now… in everlasting pleasure. Apogee squealed as her brain melted into a sea of dopamine, her sentience washing away in the flood of lusty pleasure… Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! This box was requested by Shino himself! He wanted to read Apogee getting assaulted by an alien plant of some type on Mars... I figured this is about close enough! Tentacles are a new one for me to write. I was worried that I would feel a bit lost without a male pov to project through, but this actually turned out OK... (I think)... Did my first attempt at tentacular sex work for you? Let me know! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Yellow and Green Giftbox - (brother/sister incest - SunnyDon'tLook) Side Winder’s Missile- Chapter by [https://www.fimfiction.net/user/132987/SunnyDontLook]SunnyDon’tLook Contains incest Apogee opened her eyes and stared at the sight before her. She’d been having the strangest dream: re-entries, cakes, sausages, her parents actually getting along. It was all so improbable. She yawned and stretched her arms, trying to take stock of just where she was. It took only a moment to get her bearings back, and as soon as she did she squeaked with embarrassment and blushed. She was in bed with her friend Diz, and her brother Side Winder was watching them both with a smile plastered across his muzzle. His cock twitched before them, and his little sister looked at Apogee with amusement. “C’mon Gee, it’s not like you’ve never seen one before!” Diz said with a laugh before poking her brothers cock with a hoof. “I mean, they are kinda fun-” “She’s probably never seen one that big before,” Her brother said with a cocky grin. Apogee smirked internally, he wasn’t small, by any means, but he wasn’t as big as her dad… “Y-yeah, s-sure,” Apogee stuttered out as she leaned forward and ran her tongue up his heavy balls and onto his sheath. He moaned loudly, and pressed his hoof against Apogee’s head, gently toying with her ears as she licked up his shaft. “Nah, Apogee is a professional slut,” Daisy said with a laugh before leaning up against the bedpost with Side Winder. “I-I can tell,” he managed to say as Apogee sucked down the first few inches of his length. He certainly had length, she thought to her herself, but not girth. His words stopped for a moment, and Apogee looked up to see his sister kissing him deeply. She felt herself wink. Without missing a beat she decided to sate her real appetite. Apogee climbed up his body and lined her pussy up with his cock, before sliding down and enjoying the sensations of being stretched out. Daisy Cutter turned around and released her brother, before gawking at her friend bouncing up and down on her cock. With a huff, she moved to the bottom of the pair and grabbed her brother’s legs and pulled them back towards the middle of the bed. “When did you get so strong?” Apogee asked her friend as she hilted herself on Side’s long cock. “I dunno, it’s your dream,” Daisy said before climbing over the side of the pair and positioning her tight little pussy over her brother’s muzzle. Her eyes went askew as she felt her brother explore pussy with his tongue. “I mean, I’m not complaining-” She said before moaning loudly enough to echo off the walls. Apogee looked down at the stallion she was riding and then back at her moaning best friend, before deciding. Fuck it. She grasped daisy with one of her forelegs and pulled the moaning friend closer to her while dropping herself back down on the tall pole she was riding, feeling her body clench up around him. Her back arched as she flicked her wings out to cover the trio before closing the remaining distance to Diz as her back archedin pleasure. The kiss that they shared was deep and sloppy, as the two horny fillies writhed from the pleasure they were taking from the boy beneath them. His needy buck up into her told her he was getting close, that and the pool of pre and juices coating their connection. She moaned into her friend's mouth before watching her friend pull back and collapse onto her brother's body. That nearly set her off right there, especially after realizing Side Winder was still attacking her pussy. Apogee met his next buck into her as she felt her pussy tighten around him, driving him crazy as his forehooves shifted to grope her ass. His squeezing of her ass and wild thrusts sent him over the edge, Apogee moaned as she felt the warmth filling up her cunt. It was enough to send her over the edge, the thought of her best friend being her foal’s aunt… Moments passed as Apogee realized she had blacked out for a second. It wasn’t salt or a bucket of water that woke her up, it was a tongue being driven straight into her pussy like the head of a small shovel. Apogee looked down at her crotch to see her friend eating her out and sucking up all the cum her brother had shot inside her. A few more licks later and she stopped, before climbing up her best friends body and getting to within kissing distance. Before she kissed Apogee, she revealed the contents of her mouth. There was a huge load of cum between her braces- “Oh yeah, Sis,” Side Winder said as he mounted his sister with a practiced motion. “Make her swallow it!” With a little bit of effort, Daisy transferred the cum to apogee before tensing up as her horny brother penetrated her. Apogee was surprised by the turn of events but didn’t fight the cum, she swallowed it down with a gulp before watching her friend get fucked by her hot brother. Her hooves shifted down to her sensitive pussy and started to rub at herself as the action on top of her became more and more animalistic. For a moment she wondered if her dad and her fucking as hot as this was to Daisy… Probably. The next couple minutes were a blur of incestuous moans and sapphic kissing, Apogee came twice and Daisy mewled as she was plowed by her brother. When he finally finished in her, after making her cum with his balls slapping against her winking clit over and over, she felt the full weight of the two of them on her. It was crushing, like a mound of warm pony atop her, comforting her. Maybe these dreams weren’t that bad… ... Suddenly, a low growling shudder overwhelmed her senses as everything around her began to shake: a deep rumbling explosive pressure wave was making her ears flick in terror toward the source: all around her. Somehow she knew - something was terribly wrong! This rending roar of terrifying energy grew and grew: something was getting closer. It sounded almost like… a rocket booster, completely out of control and about to smash into Diz’s home! She clapped her hooves to her ears, but she knew it was too late. The hydrazine fuel would incinerate her, Diz and Sidewinder... turning all three to nothing more than ash. A terrifying flash filled her senses - and she knew no more. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! [https://www.fimfiction.net/user/132987/SunnyDontLook]SunnyDon’tLook pulled this awesome chapter off in less than half a day... and he knocked this thing out of the park! Finally we have a little more Side Winder / Diz background since that fic I wrote more than a year ago! Sunny did a drool-inducing fic here with Apogee taking it from her friend's brother, all under her best friend's watchful eyes. Really damn hot. Sunny does great descriptions and fantastic climaxes and this scene was another winner in both of those categories. Sunny deserves WAY more followers than he currently has. Seriously, follow him RIGHT NOW if you like my work. Sunny is another guru of size difference and big stallionhoods in small mares... the site needs more of this! He has several stories that are in my favorite smutfics folder, but if you want my personal recommendation: The Ups and Downs of Heat is a GREAT read the ends with an incredibly hot elevator scene. I hope to do more with Sunny soon, was really fun to work with him on this. Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Really Big Pink Giftbox - (macro/micro, incest - clopfics) Small Dads and Big Moms - Chapter by Clopfics Contains micro, macro, insertion, incest “Apogee! Hello! Earth to Apogee!” Apogee groaned, trying to bury her snout into her pillow. “Awww… please, Dad…? Just let me sleep a few more minutes!” “Apogee! Wake up! RIGHT NOW! That’s not a request young la- Woahhh!” Apogee sat up, pushing back the silk covers of her bed and rubbing at her bleary eyes. She’d been having the weirdest dream - all sorts of bizarre things, including presents and re-entries and… well… it was a little too crazy, even for her usual dreams. She was glad that was over. “Dad? Where are you?” Apogee grunted, looking about her room for the voice that had roused her out of her peaceful slumber but seeing nothing. Apogee heard a little buzzing flutter zip by her left ear - like some annoying bumblebee, and just managed to resist the urge to swat whatever pesky insect had been there before she heard a familiar voice in her ear. “I’m RIGHT HERE!” Jet’s voice declared, from what sounded like a distance right next to her. Apogee quickly turned her head, expecting to see her father. Instead, all she felt was a little tug on her ear, before seeing nothing but empty space. “Easy! You almost threw me across the room with that little head flick!” “Dad? Where the heck are you? I can’t see you!” Apogee grunted, throwing the covers down and preparing to get up. “This isn’t a very fun game.” The buzzing passed by her ear and right in front of her face. Apogee’s eyes almost crossed over as she focused on the small pegasus perched close to the end of her nose. “This isn’t a game!” Apogee’s eyes widened with surprise. There, with wings fluttering in a strong hover, was her father. Except he was about the size of her hoof, no larger than a monarch butterfly. “D-dad?” Apogee shouted, jumping to all four hooves and extending her wings with alarm. “Just what the hay is going on? Why are you so… small?” Jet swerved and twisted, avoiding his daughter’s head as she stood up before repositioning his hover right in front of her. “It’s a long story Apogee… and it’s really hard to hold this hover. Would you mind laying down so I can rest my wings? I’ve been trying to wake you up for over an hour!” “S-sure dad.” Apogee lay flat on her belly, propping a pillow in front of her for her father to land on. “Phew. Thanks.” Mini-jet landed and sat on the white pillow, creating a small dimple. “So - you know how mass is such a big issue in the world of rocketry, right?” Apogee nodded, slowly moving her hooves closer to her diminutive father, still unbelieving of just how small the stallion was. “Uh-huh…” “Well, we came up with a brilliant solution at work: instead of trying to make all of our boosters bigger… why don’t we just make our payloads smaller?” He chuckled and crossed his hooves with a smug expression. “Brilliant idea, if I say so myself… a little Zebrican potion magic and voila… micro-nauts! We can now reach orbit with a rocket only a fraction of the h-hey!” Apogee scooped her father up with her right hoof before sitting up, holding the little pegasus in the frog of her underhoof, lifting him right in front of her face. “Sorry dad, it was hard to hear you, this way I can bring you a bit closer and I can sit up.” “E-easy! You could easily smash me if you’re not careful!” “But I thought that when you make big things smaller they retain all the same strength and material composition so you become a superpony-like hero?” Apogee mused, cocking her head, “...at least that’s how it is in my Antmare comic books.” “W-well… let’s not find out.” The small Jet chuckled, looking up at his daughter with a nervous glance. “There’s no reason to do any weird experimenting for no - h-hey!” Apogee grinned, and brought her little father close to her mouth, bringing her big pink tongue out and drawing it across his tiny stallion body. She felt the little tickling hairs of his fur and the sticky fluff of his feathers, the wispy feel of his tail hairs and the squishy bits of his underside and belly. She finished her lick with a careful draw across his face, before chuckling and looking back at her father. “Ppfftt…. Bleh… wh-what was that for!?” Jet sputtered, drool and saliva dripping from him, his mane completely soaked and stuck off to one side. Apogee giggled. “I just wanted to see what a Jet tasted like.” She spat out some feathers, each no bigger than flakes of sawdust. “Kind of salty to be honest.” “Apogee.” Jet scolded, pointing a hoof at his daughter from his perch on her hoof. “Don’t you DARE do something like that ever again.” Apogee scoffed, the wind from exhalation making her tiny father stumble. “Oh give me a break dad, I was just having some fun. Besides, it’s not like you can DO anything about it.” She shot him a wicked grin. Jet slumped and shook his head with resignation. “Please don’t act like your mother… not now.” Apogee grimaced. It was a little bit cruel of her to take advantage of her dad. But she hated that he’d scolded her like that. It wasn’t like she’d eaten him or something… just gotten a taste. “But I don’t understand Dad… why are you here like this? I’m sure if you were going to have a shrinking potion for launching purposes you’d have a growing potion to reverse it as well.” Jet shook himself like a dog, flinging off the last of his daughter’s dripping saliva before looking up at her. “Well, as I was just saying… that was the plan... I’d taken the shrinking potion and had a few doses of the growth potion right nearby in my office… and Delta chose just that moment to show up.” Apogee cocked her head slightly, carefully shifting her father from her left hoof to her right hoof so she wouldn’t get tired from holding him up, despite his much lighter weight. “Uh oh… what happened?” “Well, she started to torture me mercilessly. Kept me in an upturned glass jar for half an hour!” Jet groaned, shaking his head. “And when I finally begged for her to let me have the growth potion… she very politely informed me that… I’d…” Jet blushed a little bit. “You’d what?” Jet sighed and shook his head with resignation. “I’d have to lap it out of her marehood.” Apogee’s cheeks puffed out slightly as she imagined the small Jet having to drink from her mother’s honeypot. “Pfft… so what happened? Did you refuse, or…” Jet groaned. “No Apogee… I didn’t. But what do you think happened when your mom poured a bunch of growth potion into herself…” At that moment, from outside the sliding glass doors and beyond the balcony outside, a giant blue head of hair rose up, followed by a set of massive, crimson irises which gazed into the tiny apartment. “ARE YOU IN THERE JET? DON’T YOU DARE DRAG APOGEE INTO THIS!” A baritone rumble from the outside shook the walls and glass. Apogee shuddered and shivered with surprise. “Oh… Celestia…” She stared out at the giant head of her mother… who was now the size of a Las Pegasus skyscraper. “O-OH… HEY KIDDO,” the pegasus mare wore one of her trademark grins, though her smiling teeth were now the size of a billboard, “YOUR DAD IN THERE? I UH… OWE HIM A DRINK.” Jet looked at Apogee and shook his head. “See what I’ve had to deal with? I’ve barely made it here.” Apogee’s mind raced as she tried to come up with a solution to the insane problem. She’d need to get her father to the store of the growth potion as quickly as possible… and then the two of them could high-tail it back to his office and get a shrink potion to help restore her mother to normal… before things got out of hand. Already she could hear sirens and shouts from outside. “Dad.” Apogee snapped her face serious. “I think I know what to do.” Jet looked at his daughter with a curious glance, unsure of what she was about to suggest. “I need you… to get inside me.” Apogee asserted with conviction. “Uhmm… I’d love to hun… but maybe later once we’ve resolved all this?” Jet’s eyes motioned over to the giant cackling pegasus just outside the apartment window. “No… that’s… that’s not what I meant.” Apogee groaned, touching her forehead. “I’m going to fly you into mom, so you can get some of that growth potion.” She pointed out at the big blue face, which was craning one of its massive ears toward the balcony, the car-sized aural flap attempting to glean some of their conversation. “But you’re gonna get blown all over the place when I head out there… so the only option is to protect you somehow.” Placing her father on the bed gingerly, Apogee slid her rear hooves out and laid back onto the pillow, splaying her legs outward and flicking her tail out of the way, exposing her plump fillyhood to her diminutive dad. “So what I meant when I said I need you inside me... “ Apogee reached down with her hooves, gripping the lips on either side of her pussy and pulling them outwards, exposing slick, pink flesh to Jet. “Is that you get a free ticket on the vagina-express.” Jet looked from his daughter’s slit to her face with a nervous expression. “I-isn’t there… some other way?” Apogee cocked her head slightly. “Well… I mean… there is the back door but…” “NO NO NO!” Jet quickly clamored, warding off the thought with his hooves as he glanced at Apogee’s ponut. “I’ll go in.” Apogee felt the strange tickle of small touches on her fillyhood as she watched the top of her father’s mane drop out of view. The strange feeling of her slick inner labia parting slowly as something carefully pushed into her, made her giggle slightly. She felt little hoof falls trod gingerly over her ponut and the skin just below her marehood, as her father used his arms to spread her lips and slide into her. Her pussy felt warm and wet, and she could feel the strangeness of the little creature as it slid all the way into her body, the little pressures and pushes as Jet turned around inside of her so that his head could face outwards. Finally, the movement seemed to settle in. “All set down there Dad?” Apogee asked, unable to see anything beyond her pubic mound as she stood up onto all fours. “Gimme a shout if I can go.” She didn’t hear anything and got concerned. “Gimme a kick if you’re OK dad, two kicks if you’re not OK.” Immediately Apogee felt a kick against her inner walls, and some part of her father brushed against her clitoris. She whimpered slightly as she felt her pussy instinctively react, wracking with a pulsing wink around the strange invader insider her. A couple of kicks followed right after that, from what must have been a very concerned and annoyed Jet… Apogee immediately realized the folly of her communication system as she began to wink again at her father’s desperate kicks. “S-stop! OK OK! Just move if you’re alright. One movement for yes, two for no.” Apogee grunted, getting her winks under control. She felt one movement from inside her. “OK! Let’s go!” Apogee darted from the bed and opened the door to the balcony, spreading her wings in the clear air and rocketing out into the sky, doing her best to avoid squeezing her pelvic muscles as she flapped right up into the gigantic Delta’s face. She was sitting down, her massive plot parked in the large plaza just in front of Jet’s condominium building. “OH YO KIDDO!” Delta said, nearly blasting Apogee away with the force of the sonic waves of her speech. Apogee could see all the way down her mother’s cavernous throat as she spoke, the huge, lashing pink muscles and sharp crag-like teeth a terrifying sight. “MOM!” Apogee screamed. “WHISPERS ONLY!” Delta’s massive eyes opened a bit wider in shock as she lifted a massive forehoof to cover her mouth. Apogee carefully dodged out of the way… it was like a gigantic blue-furred freight train. “Sorry, kiddo - this gigantic thing is getting a bit annoying.” Delta hissed through her hoof, at the lowest volume she could muster… which was still as loud as a megaphone at max volume. “THAT’S OK MOM!” Apogee shouted, from her hover between Delta’s giant eyes. “I’VE GOT DAD, I’M GOING TO FLY INTO YOU NOW!” Delta’s head cocked. “What?” “I’M GONNA GO INSIDE YOU.” Apogee shouted aloud, not caring about some of the stares she was catching from the Wonderbolts now whizzing around the invading giant monster-pony. “SO THAT DAD CAN DRINK THE JUICE.” Delta’s face opened up into a grin, her lips unfurling like a pool-tarp being rolled backward. “Usually I’d ask you to buy me dinner first.” Apogee had rolled her eyes at her mother’s statement and already started on her way, racing down the giant, blue-furred belly toward her mother’s nethers. She plunged what felt like tens of stories, racing past the savannah-like grass of blue fur as she headed down and down and down, the ground rushing up at her. Finally, she saw her target. She flew right up to it. A huge, plump, opening with a thick ridge of labia-majora flesh all around it. The dark blue mound only barely betraying a small flash of pink skin, as the whole of it quivered and roiled with muscles firing… her mother’s pussy. Apogee flew up to it - the lips were still tightly pressed together, but the whole length of the marehood was easily the size of a Las Pegasus bus. As she approached, she could feel the waves of internal body heat coming off of it, the humidity and smell in the vicinity making her feel like she’d entered some depraved steam-room filled with horny mares. Dribs and drabs of marejuice slicked out in sticky waterfalls, falling the story or so to the ground below and landing on the asphalt in sticky splashes. Apogee swallowed as she hovered up to the marehood. She would need to get the thing to open up and permit her in… as it currently stood she would have no chance of moving the heavy rolls of flesh that were her mother’s powerful outer lips. She made her way up the crevice, inspecting as she went for any chance to enter… she even tried wedging her hoof into a spot along the slick fault line, where she saw some pink protruding underneath, but the warm sticky spongy flesh was too pressed together to let her get more than a half hoof length in. She continued upward, to the one flash of pink that was a constant: her mother’s big nub of a clitoris. It was literally the size of her entire body… a strange dark-pink quivering boulder half stuck under slick blue wrinkled flesh. With trepidation, Apogee flew up to the giant bud, and gave it a hug, grinding her belly and chest against it as best she could. “Oh, I hope this works!” A shudder wail echoed cacophonously from above, setting off car alarms all about her on the street below. Apogee clung on for dear life as the pink boulder rocketed outwards with a schticky wink, sending huge gushes of clear liquid shooting out all along the crevice below her. “Yes! She winked!” Apogee slowly made her way down her mother’s vagina, flying was harder now that she was covered in her mother’s sticky juices. Sliding along the left lip’s fold was easier. Apogee looked on in wonder as she passed her mother’s urethra… the hole in the center of the big, swollen pink aperture easily the size of her head. Then finally, just below that… the inner labia were finally visible! Apogee wedged a hoof into her mother’s vagina, the hot, wet walls resisting her entrance. But she was determined, using all of her leverage, the filly kicked in with arms and legs, pressing her head deep into the wall of pink, quivering mareflesh, holding her breath as she was engulfed in sticky wetness. She was going to make it in! Finally… with a pop… she fell inside, the tunnel of her mother’s vagina easily able to accommodate her if she refrained from standing on her rear legs. Now all she had to do… Apogee reached between her legs and held her hoof out, before trying to push with her muscles. She felt the strange slipping sensation of whatever was inside her slide out all at once, a wet slip as the furry creature that had been inside her poured out onto her hoof with a wet *SCHOLORP*. She lifted the pathetic diminutive, coughing pegasus up in front of her in the dark, vaginal cavern. “Plphhh bleh… bleurgh… do you have any idea what that was LIKE?” Jet growled, trying to wipe Apogee’s filly juice out of his eyes. “Yes.” Apogee deadpanned back, looking at her father through a completely mare juice drenched mane. “Oh.” “Besides, “Apogee grinned. “Looks like little little Jet enjoyed it.” She nodded at Jet’s tiny erection… no larger than half a match-stick. “Involuntary reaction to drowning in musk!” Jet complained, extending his wings. “Now where are we gonna find that…” Jet cut was cut off as a rumble rippled through the walls all about them, and Apogee slipped and fell on her rear unable to keep her footing in the slick, spongy, writhing tunnel. “What was that!?” Apogee shouted. “OH NO!” Jet shouted as he tried to secure himself to his daughter by clenching the soaked strands of mane near her right ear. “PUSSY QUAKE… A WINK!” Apogee shouted out with terror as the huge writhing pink walls closed in around her, squeezing tighter and tighter and tighter with roiling anaconda-like intensity. “D-dad!” Apogee squeaked as the tightness became impossible to resist and she felt her body begin to give way. Terror and horror filled her in equal measure as she struggled vainly - she had a brief sensation of pressure as the first wrack of super-powerful muscles spasm rolled toward her… then a flash of painful light. Then nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Well... this macro kink request came from an author who is famous for being into the macro fetish: B_25. This was definitely a new one for me, and while it isn't something I'm into... I tried to write about the scenes that I would find sexy myself - I hope that it hit the right notes for those of you that are into this kink. Let me know if it worked for you! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25)A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25) Double Dick Dreams- Chapter by B_25 Contains double dick, incest “...dad?” Apogee had whispered the word. She didn't know how she got here, or why she was here—but the same could be said for her father. Across the room, he stood before the door, only a half of his face visible. He was grinning... and it felt like he was grinning to her. Then came the knocking at the door. Apogee shifted closer to the right. She was standing behind one of the curtains of the window. It was thin and white, and she briefly wondered if it even hid her at all. But that didn't matter. Not when all attention was placed on the squeaky opening of the door. “So you did make it after all.” Jet took a step back, enough to gesture a hoof into the room. “Figured you got lost intentionally.” “Trust me,” Delta said as she stepped past the door, “I took my time getting lost. Just happened wandered to the right place is all.” She walked past Jet, but only by a few steps, coming to a stop and glancing around the room. “Though I'm still wondering if this is the right place.” She glanced back at Jet. “You sure this is the right place?” Jet grinned. “H-Hey! I'm not the mare wanting to shag in a different room every time. Just how much money do you think I have anyway?” “Enough to spend on this.” Delta looked dipped her head, raised her tail, and walked forward. Her ass swayed left and right, each step pronounced as to jiggle her flanks. Tucked in-between, her pussy became exposed, her slit slightly split, the pink of her clit poking out. “Though the guys at the bar are definitelyputting more effort in,” Delta said, looking at the beds. “And more money in.” Her tail twitched downward, covering her privates. “And a lot more cock in me—no offense though, Jet.” Apogee struggled to keep herself from whimpering by the window. She expected her father to groan, to whine or to complain, though he did no such thing. Instead, he grinned and he chuckled, kicking a hoof at the door and shut it swiftly. “I was hoping you'd say something like that,” Jet said as his hoof touched down on the ground. He strode forward from behind her. “How about you get yourself sprawled out on that bed. If you can even talk in the next twenty seconds, I'll buy you the whole damn hotel!” Delta growled. “Naughty colt~” But Apogee watched her mother take to step onto the bed. Her hooves sinking into the mattress of the bed, she arched her back much like a cat, sticking her ass into the air. Her father didn't step back from the scene, seeing her supple flanks and tight pussy coming inches before his face. But he kept grinning and still. It wasn't like him to be teased and not get a reaction. Even when the flanks inches from his face swayed left and right, the cheeks of flesh shaking before his eyes, even then he didn't make a move. Delta swayed herself left and right. Seconds later she collapsed to the left, gasping cutely as her weight sunk into the mattress. Her head rose from the sheets, the soft red glow of her eyes framed by her black eyelashes, a look of tiredness that was, somehow, immensely attractive. “Well?” Delta asked as she glanced down her body, looking at him as he approached her rump. “Should I entertain myself by talking, or do you plan on doing something to me?” “Relax.” Jet climbed onto the bed. “I'm just giving you time to prepare is all. Besides!” He laid a hoof on her flank, feeling the flesh give beneath his touch, the softness filling out around his hold the further he pressed in. “A guy should admire everything he can about a piece of ass, you know, before he absolutely wrecks it.” “Guess my rump is pretty strong.” Delta grinned. “Don't worry, honey. If I clench a little too hard on you, at least you can take your broken cock to a doc. Who knows! Maybe you can find a nice stallion in a white coat to kiss it better for you.” Jet didn't even chuckle or groan at the remark. Instead, his hoof pressed against the softness of her flank, pushing it up and down, allowing the sensation to pulse down, down to between his legs. Pressing harder and harder against softness and beyond, the supple, pale blue cheek jiggling because of his movements. Apogee blushed from behind the curtains. Her legs rubbed together, her thighs crashing against her crotch. Watching her father about to fuck her mother. Seeing her on her side, and dad just towering above her... Apogee couldn't help but feel slightly dirty. “You do have a nice piece of ass, don't ya?” Jet said as his hoof worked against her right flank. He chose to sit down behind her, both of them on the center of the bed, with her slightly propped up. “And a cute little pussy too.” His other hoof raised and dipped into her snatch, lightly touching at its top, feeling the involuntarily shiver that shook her spine. “None of other the guys treat you right, do they?” Jet's hoof slid up and down her slit, feeling her lips crinkle slightly from the pressure. He kept soft and slow, sensing the small kicks her hind leg was giving. “You always whine about wanting a guy to fuck you right away, but that's not what you want, is it? You never moan the same when I take you right away.” Delta glared at him. “And h-how would you know something like that?” “Because your body tells me.” His hoof dipped to her clit. “Wanna see for yourself?” His hoof drew in tiny circles on the nub, pushing it, slightly, in every direction—all while the fur of his hoof tickled at her sensitive skin. “For such a tough girl, you enjoy starting off soft.” He felt her shudders, the jitters kicking her legs. “S-Shut up.” “Don't you worry, Delta.” Jet pulled back. The sudden loss of contact caused Delta to stare down his body. At once, she blinked and gasped. For seconds, her mouth was open, but words did not come out. “You still like it rough after all.” Delta worked her jaw up and down, quicker when he then arched himself over her, casting her muzzle underneath his thick shadow. Apogee gasped from the behind the curtains. It escaped her, squeaky in pitch. On the bed, her father had his body over her mother... and his cock growing beneath his stomach. But that wasn't right. Apogee had to blink twice just to make sure she was right. But no matter what angle she looked at, the reality kept the same. Jet had two hardening members growing into the open air. Jet grinned down at the mare beneathhim. Swaying his hips forward, he brought the tip of each hit closer to her open maw. “Well? What are you waiting for?” He asked her in the same tone of arrogance she'd been using. “I was kind enough to flick your clit nicely. Aren't you going to give me a little kiss?” He flicked his hips, letting his cocks sway in the air. “One for each. It's not that hard.” Delta kept silent. She closed her mouth, nodding, for it was all she could do. Leaning forward, her eyes were set on each of his cocks, starting like they were going to lurch forward and bite her somehow. With a tremble of her lips, she set them both on his left tip, kissing the wide surface. “C'mon, is that it?” Jet spat. “You gotta do more than that, hun.” Delta narrowed her brow. Lifting a foreleg, she hooked it around both of her cocks, holding them close. With his heads now together, she pulled her mouth away from his left and then shot for his right. Her tongue touched down first, licking at his flare, while her other hoof stroked along the surface of his other cock. “Learning to multi-task, are we?” Jet was still swaying his hips back and forth, pressing his cock slightly harder into her mouth—it was something he needed to do to satisfy pleasant aching coming from his crotch. “Did learning how to smoke and drink at the same time help with that?” Delta was too busy sucking cock to reply. “Don't w-worry, though,” Jet closed his eyes for a second, basking in the feeling of his cock being rubbed and licked. He pulled away, out from Delta's hold, but not very far. “I've got more for you to multitask with.” And with that, he arched himself back, bringing his cocks to Delta's rump. She blinked while it happened, and it seemed her heart was beginning to race, for sweat welled within her pours. Both thick, long, and heavy cocks were lined at both of her entrances. “J-Jet?” Delta squeaked out. “I-I-I don't think—“ Too late; cocks incoming. Both tips of his dicks were lines with both of her small holes. With a small shove, his heads pressed against her holds, each pressing into the lips of her pussy and asshole, impressing and crinkling from how big he was. But Jet persisted. Pushing hard enough, his tips forced themselves into the tiny openings, pushing into the tight, fleshy passages. Her walls, of both her pussy and her ass, clamped down and along his girth. “Nngh... t-that's it?” Jet slid himself deeper into her body, bringing his crotch closer to her own. “Those guys at the bar really don't know what they're doing with you. When's the last time you've had a proper fuck, huh?” Jet didn't wait for an answer. He pushed himself further into her tightness, feeling her walls clamp, out of reflex alone, harder on his cock. Her ass was tighter, if only because the act was a novelty. Whimpers and moans became of her. “That's right... take it all... take them both.” Jet shoved his cock deeper into her ass and her pussy, feeling the tight walls get tighter. The further we went, the more resistance he found—which made his cocks twitched all the more. “You like it rough, huh? Well how rough can you take it?!” Jet's cock split the walls inside her ass—to the point where, an inch more, and she would bleed. So he pulled back. Feeling her clench around him while he did so, it only made the aching in his crotch worse. He shoved himself, hard, back in again. Hearing her scream and kick her legs only aroused him again, sliding out only to push in, her wall not clenching and still clamped around him. He just was that big. And she was just that small. Delta had no choice but for her head to plop down onto the bed, closing her eyes but opening her mouth, feeling her body rocked with his every thrust. Jet's cock touching deeply inside of her. A slab of meat that split her walls apart, stretching them to their extreme. Her pussy itched everywhere, the itching being rubbed and soothed by his solid hardness. It felt so good and hurt so bad. She screamed into the night and couldn't decide why. And then she came. And Jet wasn't even anywhere near close to do the same. “And you complain about me coming too soon.” Jet backed up a step. His cock slid out from both holes, each covered in a thin layer of her white cum, some of which dripped along his sides. “A shame. I really needed you to take it as rough as you say you want it.” He flicked his gaze to the window. “Apogee? You still there kiddo?” Apogee froze. She had been immersed. Her hoof had been rubbing up and down her slit without her mind aware of it until after the fact. With a heavy blush—and a racing heart—she shuffled out from the curtains. “So you were hiding out after all!” He nudged his head toward the bed. “How about you get up here and help daddy out? He'll help you out down there if you do.” He grinned over at her mother. “Mommy probably needs a bit of rest from all that... or some of that, at least.” Apogee gulped. “How about it, kiddo?” Apogee couldn't muster a reply. Much like her mother, she became speechless by the sight and situation. So she approached the bed, feeling small before the two giants. Her mom's eyes tracked her every step. Her mom was panting. In moments she was like this. Just how long could Apogee herself last? “Thatta girl.” Jet grinned. “Right down there next to your mother. Open your legs close next to her. I'm going to make you feel really good now, alright?” He towered over her, his face so far above—but his cock touching against her. It was so... big. She even swallowed when he first laid his thick member on her crotch, just between her tiny tits, rising higher than both of her mounds combined. It was round, reaching out all around maybe more than her small pussy could hope to contain. Though she was thrilled, Apogee was also slightly afraid. “Ready now kid?” Apogee wasn't even given the time to nod. Several things made themselves apparent to her at once. First was the overwhelming pressure beating against her tight little pussy. The head of his dick went over each of her mounds, crinkling the flesh as it pressed, endlessly, against her tiny little hole. Second was the series of kisses pressing against her soft, yellow fur. Unlike the slab of meat that pounded at her pussy, which sank a bit of itself into her every time, spreading her out like nothing else—his kisses were filled with affection, calming her through the adrenaline-inducing act. And then it happened. Apogee lurched up and bit down on her father's bottom lip when it did. He'd stopped flicking his hips for a second—and in the second later, thrusting his cock forcefully into her snatch, the sudden force allowing his width of his head to slip up and and stretch apart her tiny hole. It hurt. But that wasn't the reason why Apogee scream. She felt it. She felt her father's meat spread her pussy apart. She felt her tiny walls attempt to clamp along his length, though it was pointless: the more he slid in, the more his girth pushed her walls back—almost to the point his bulge could be seen pressing against the inside of her tummy. And he wasn't even all the way in. “That's a good kid,” Jet groaned out as he slid all the way in. His upper-lip raised when he felt how the little filly writhed under him, struggling to accommodate only a fraction of him. Her tunnel could take only what came after his ring, but for him, that was more than enough. “Daddy's going to make you feel better now.” And he did. His bigness slid out of her, all the way until it was only his head inside her entrance—and then he shoved himself all the way back in. Apogee screamed! Tilting her head back and letting the deepest sounds escape from the depths of her chest. And even still, there was a squeak to her moans. Jet towered above them both. With his wife, he was able to slide more of himself into her wet tightness, though she had since gone quiet. Her muzzle was pressed into the sheets and her eyes were rolled back. Tongue out, she tried to rock herself back into his thrusts—but the impact of his entry was enough to satisfy her more and then some. And they kept at it. They kept fucking. His cock entering and letting two holes at once, the sensations both different and similar, both intermixing into a heavy dose of pleasure that not even Jet could repress for long. “D-Dad?” Apogee was nearly being lifted into the air with his thrusts. Her father's kisses had since ceased, and the pushes of his cock into her pussy were becoming extreme. She too closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip in anticipation of what was to come next. “D-Dad! I don't think I can—“ Too late. Jet pumped himself all the way into her tiny little snatch, well past his ring, to the point where his length and his girth and his solid hardness was enough to life her from the bed, holding her up into the air as his cock finally flared. And Apogee too lost herself. In the air held up by nothing but cock, her eyes rolled back as she writhed in the air, flicking herself forward and back, riding that massive cock for every pleasurable sensation she could get out of it. Jet came. Hot spurts of steamy cum blasting into her tunnel—just as her walls clamped around his solidness the best that they could. There wasn't enough of her to contain what her daddy had to offer. From her convulsion pussy, milky white liquid raced out from her folds, drooling down her father's cock. They were moans and screams—though it was not the family that screamed. Beyond the window of the hotel room, families screamed together, running across the small road below, while the sirens started to ring, and the buzz of overhead planes drew near. The threesome was too indulged in pleasure to notice the power of the dropping fire. The surprise griffon napalm strike was as abrupt as it was violent - liquid magical fire boiling through the Las Pegasus suburbs, a moment of burning agonizing pain, a birght light... Then nothing. Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! Is he the jester or is he the king? Either way, it's B_25. He did a great job with this chapter - even though he did take the longest to submit his work (which is VERY forgivable considering the insane 24-hour stream that he did on Saturday). He told me that this was a new kink for him to write and that he enjoyed doing something out of his usual zone... I have to say he's got a serious talent for writing the size differential stuff... HE NEEDS TO KEEP DOING IT! I've gotten to know B_25 better over the last few months. He's a really well-read and intelligent young Canadian who take things very passionately... including his shit-posting. It's been a pleasure hanging out with this fellow and you can quickly see how he draws people to him with his earnest, bright passion. He also loves macro. You may have seen him when he comes out with a bevy of stories after doing one of his insane 24-hour writing streams. His writing continues to improve in leaps and bounds - and I can't wait to see what he's going to do next. One of my favorite fics from B_25 is Brush Your Fangs (And Then We'll Bang). I hope to do more with him in the near future, and to do more with him on his wonderful community! Was this your favorite chapter? Let me know in the comments below! I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
It's Always Luna's FaultThe bright flash whisked her away from the bizarre scene. For a moment, Apogee could only feel the terrifying pounding of her heartbeat as her consciousness sought some purchase on reality. Slowly, colors, sounds, and smells came back to the young pegasus - she was still sitting on the couch in the apartment, her mother on one side, and her father on the other… with Diz slumbering cozily on the shag rug nearby. The incongruity of her recent trauma and the peaceful living room were too much for the filly to bear. She screamed, jerking her head back from the gift box and throwing the cardboard container as far away from herself as she could, watching it bounce across the living room. The box spilled a strange, black, tar-like substance as it came to a rolling, shuddering halt against the far wall. The unknown sinful substance gooped out of the container with insidious slowness, corrupting the hardwood floor beneath it. “No!” Apogee shouted tearing her eyes from the horrible sight, burying her head against the couch. “No more presents!” “Shh… Shh…” Delta coaxed Apogee, rubbing a hoof up and down the filly’s back and cooing to her. “It’s OK honey… it’s ok! It was just a bad dream… that’s all… we’re here for you.” Apogee choked, stifling tears of shock. The gentle caress of her mother’s hoof, the subtle touch of her mother’s feather tips, stroking her, cradling her… she felt the sense of safety returning to her. Washing the strange memories away into the haze of the dream world. She was safe. There was no need to fear. Her parents were here… and they loved her. Dearly. “M-mom.” Apogee turned her head to her mother, happy to see the blue pegasus smiling warmly down at her. “There you are, kiddo…” Delta cooed, straightening her daughter’s mane. “Now why don’t you take a deep breath and we try to open another present?” “No!” Apogee’s wings shot out with stern disagreement. “I don’t WANT any presents, or any cakes, or anything. I just want you! I want my mom and my dad… nothing else!” Delta blinked at her daughter, covering her smiling mouth with her hoof, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “Oh kiddo… you’ll always have us… don’t you know… just how much…” Apogee watched as her mother’s eyes drooped to half-lidded and she leaned closer to her daughter. “...we all love each other?” Apogee felt her mother’s muzzle kiss her cheek, at first with the warmth of a parent… but quickly growing to the burning flame of a lover… She twisted into her mother’s embrace, and felt the older mare’s practiced tongue dance along her lips, she gazed lovingly into her mother’s crimson eyes, before slowly parting her mouth. Her tongue was pressed down by her mother’s searching pink muscle, which entered and explored her. Apogee groaned into her mother’s throat, hugging tightly and pulling their bodies closer together. As quickly as it had started, the kiss devolved into a nuzzling session. Apogee wanted nothing more than to bury herself in the crook of her mother’s neck, to swim in the stale smell of her ragged blue chest fur. “M-m-momma…” she mewled, sniffling with soft sobs of happiness. But it wasn’t complete. She wanted both of them. As soon as she thought it, she felt her father coming up behind her, his rough unshaven face and neck scritching the back of her head in the most pleasant way as he also nuzzled her from behind, swamping her in the love of her two parents. “Daddy…” Her tears of joy were flowing now. “I… I want us all to love each other… forever.” She felt, as much as heard, the warm chuckles from the ponies nuzzling her from either side. “Of course sweetie.” “Always, honey.” She squee’d feeling the hot licks of her parents as they began to paint her with their tongues. “W-wait. This doth not seem correct.” Apogee heard a strange voice from the other side of the room. “Hath not the decree on such things changed since the past 1000 years?” Apogee ignored the voice, entering another deep Prench kiss with her mother as her father stood up on the couch behind her. Her tongue wrestling with the more experienced older mare was reaching a fever pitch when she felt the heavy heat of her father’s big brown testicles as he laid his pendulous sack across her face. A moment later the heavy log of his thick, massive stallionhood flopped down across her muzzle, booping Delta in the nose. “Thine fantasy shall get me in such trouble with my sister... if thou doth not desist!” Delta broke off her kiss with Apogee and pulled back slightly, opening her mouth to take part of Jet’s throbbing, drooling flare into her mouth. The precum was pouring off of him now, landing in heavy dollops on the couch, staining it with the potent musk of his stallion-ly stud juice. “D-dad…” PIC OCCURS HERE: https://derpibooru.org/ 1948778 “Forgive me young filly - but thy dream must halt, lest I receive another tedious censure from Celestia. Awake!” Apogee made a strange snrking sound before she swallowed the heavy dollop of the cascading pre-cum pouring from her father’s cock as she sat bolt upright in bed. No, wait… that wasn’t her father’s pre-cum… it was her own drool. Her eyes shot open. She was awake now. Truly awake. She groaned, massaging her temple briefly. She hated when she got these annoying, inception-like, ‘dream-within-dream’ nightmares. They always left her exhausted the next day. Though… maybe nightmare wasn’t the most apt descriptor. There had definitely been some parts of the tangled, confusing dream-sequence that had been… enjoyable. She chuckled to herself and shifted her legs under the covers. Immediately she felt something. She was soaked. Groaning she looked down at the sheets. Everything from below her waist was stained a dark, wet blue. She knew that the magazines said most stallions preferred mares who got really wet… but this was ridiculous! How did she even have this much… juice… inside her? She would never be able to get back to sleep in this soaked bed… she’d need to change ALL the sheets! A snore next to her drew her eyes to the other side of the bed. Jet lay sprawled out on his back, mouth halfway open and tongue lolling out as he snored loudly. The sheets on his side of the bed were still dry… and he was pitching quite a tent. Apogee got a wry smile across her face. Who said your dreams couldn’t come true? Author's Note Did you like the story? If yes: COMMENT, LIKE AND FOLLOW! It means a lot to me, that's why I write! And that concludes the 'crackfic'. Hopefully you were able to suspend your disbelief long enough to have fun with the concept and enjoy at least one of wonderful authors who contributed to this last second little project. I'd love to hear which author/chapter/kink you loved the most, or just whether you liked the story or not... as always, it has been a pleasure to write for you, my beloved audience! (You debauched cretins ) I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like: Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel? I can only imagine just how insane you lovely fimfic commenters would all be as therapists with a cute pone like gee on your couch! Just a reminder: This is a quick-fic that I'd like to dedicate to AiDs. If you have a moment, please check out his recent blogpost. We have a great community on fimfic, and I hope that if you're able and a fan, you can help him out! I don't take patreon or commissions or donations - if this fic would have earned the same from me, redirect it to someone who needs it like Intricate Disguise!
