Discord Smorgasbord

by Dr Sharaz Jek

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Profanity, Non-consensual, Discord, Violence, Alternate Universe, Anthology, Narcotics, Anthro
Length: 5175

Discord peers into parallel dimensions to spy on various clop scenarios.

Different clop scenarios that wouldn't fill a whole story based on ideas given from a reader. May be loosely tied together or not at all.

Published 2019-05-13 16:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2019-10-21 01:37:56 UTC

Spoiled Rich

With a remote in paw, Discord reclined on a floating couch in his otherworldly dimension, a vast endless swirl of colors that would have blinded normal eyes after a time. From here he could peer into other parallel realities at his leisure. “Hmmm, how to entertain myself today?” He stroked his beard. “Well, the possibilities are certainly endless!” With a click of a button windows into other worlds appeared in mid-air all around him. “Now, this one looks promising...?”

He paused on somewhere similar to Equestria, if their bodies were humanized like that place where they all had human counterparts, but here they retained their pony-like features. “An anthropomorphic land? “Hey, is that-?”

He popped on a pair of 3D glasses and munched on some popcorn in a bowl. “Got to keep the audience interested, yes? Let's cut to the chase!” With his pair of cocks already in his free hand, he fast-forwarded to the best bits...

*****

Once Spoiled Rich entered the room she instantly froze up. She'd been led into a private office to meet with an unknown pony. The room was dark when she stood before a desk that was sparsely decorated mostly by office supplies. A fan turned overhead. The blinds were drawn. Despite the position she was in the mare sneered, dressed in a salmon pink jacket, matching skirt, a button-up white shirt, and heels. “You wished to see me? Whoever you are?” She couldn't keep the disdain from her voice.

“Indeed,” came a dapper voice. He sat in a chair with its back turned to her. “Yes, like that, my sweet little pet.”

“Don't mess around. My time is precious! How do I know your threats aren't merely bullshit?” She tried to play hardball, despite the photos he'd had mailed to her, which showed a number of affairs she'd been involved in.

“I'm certain your husband would be quite interested to know of your activities while he's away. Not that he doesn't have his own mistresses on the side. However, you've always looked the other way, since he constantly drowns you in riches.” He scoffed. “Absolutely typical. A bored housewife who would trade all personal responsibility to be looked after.”

“I don't care how rich and powerful you are! Who the fuck are you to judge me?! Show your face, coward!”

An alabaster hand waved somepony aside. With an audible pop a mare crawled onto all fours into view. The unicorn was bound by a choker, her supple flesh completely denuded, save for nipple rings that hung from her erect pastel pink buds, and a matched one from her swollen love bud. Her silky pink mane flowed down her back and fell around her.

Her face was obscured under a heavy blush, pouty lips tittering with a stupefied smile. From the cutie marks upon her flanks it seemed obvious this was the real Fleur de Lis. “W-wait.” She took a step back. “You must be-”

The chair slowly turned like the businessman was some comic book supervillain. But she could hardly be amused when his hands clasped under his chin, his eyes cold with one framed by a monocle. “I see my reputation proceeds me. But of course you know who I am. Everypony who remotely matters does. My lovely little trophy wife used to be so spoiled and disobedient like you, too. Now she sucks my cock like it's the most prized treasure in Equestria. In fact, she's far happier than ever this way.”

“Fancy Pants! You think you'll be able to get away with this?! I'll-”

“You'll what? Tattle to your husband? He's in my pocket. The Princesses? You think they'll believe you over me, after all the contributions I've made to Canterlot? Face it. Without me society would crumble. They would toss you aside if necessary for the betterment of everypony. You're no more than a bunch of overused holes to be filled,” he stated with detachment.

She snarled when the mare crawled with a roll of her hips and buttocks to her, breasts swishing back-and-forth. “Fuck you!”

He slowly rose with his dark and veiny cock still wet with his cum and his wife's saliva drenched upon it, his rod still half-chubby where it drooped from his open pants. “No, fuck you.” He snapped his fingers and Fleur opened her mouth wide, showing his spunk all over her tongue, coating her gums, and between her teeth with bits of his pubic hairs. Her eyes rolled into her head when she gargled and swished his essence like it was mana from the Gods. “Soon, you'll be like her.”

She started to turn and moved to the door when Fleur seized her arm and wrenched it behind her with a strength which belied her appearance. He broke into a small smile and chuckled. “Nopony will come to save you.” He came to the front of Spoiled Rich, grabbed her blouse between his hands, and ripped it open, buttons popping off when the fabric tore. “Nopony cares for you. Even your daughter hates you.”

Heavy breasts imprisoned by a black and ruffled bra bounced free. At the same time Fleur lifted the mare's skirt to expose a matching pair of panties underneath. “How quaint,” he mused when his wife help him tear the clothes away until she stood in her underwear. She screamed with unbridled rage trapped between the couple.

“You bastard.” Despite her sneer she'd started to sob. Her dark mascara ran. He yanked her top away, exposing jiggling tits with wide nipples that went erect under casual strokes of his fingers, while a damp spot had appeared in the crotch of her underwear, which his wife pulled down to her ankles and exposed her bare vulva.

“Do you want to know what happened to her?” She didn't answer and so he produced a tiny pill from his coat pocket and waved it before her face. “All it takes is one of these and any mare or stallion can have their psyche fractured. They become slaves to their own desires. Once she didn't want to do more than missionary. Now she takes it up the ass with a wide smile every night.” He clasped one of Fleur's buttocks and she giggled.

Together they bent Spoiled Rich over the desk. She wiggled and screamed when he lined up his flared tip with her pink sphincter, Fleur helping by spreading the mare's cheeks wide open. “Good girls,” he said before he plunged in with casual violence. Once he'd loved to break in newcomers. Now it was almost routine. Whenever a mare was unruly their husbands would send them here in secret and he would retrain them.

“Behave and I won't have to use this on you,” he said while his wife took the capsule from him. Spoiled whimpered and blubbered but simply nodded once. Wet slaps sounded each time he pounded balls deep into her. Sweaty udders slapped on the desk which shook under the impact. He spanked and molested her wobbly ass, pinched her nipples while he slapped and groped her titties, slamming fast and hard into her.

Fleur tittered and pulled out the camcorder from his desk. He'd trained her to capture the moment each time he ravished a fresh slut. She zoomed in on her pained expression, and her privates, a lewd smirk on her snout while she fingered her twat.

With a grunt he busted a nut inside her. Heat flooded her clenched canal. He'd rammed her rectum raw and yanked free with a plop. Her gaping hole oozed with his splooge.

However Fleur was far from satisfied. She spread Spoiled's sex open, its pink wetness glistening, and he plunged inside, driving all the way to her cervix entrance. She cried anew. He pulled her by the mane, yanking her head aside to face him, so that he could see the pained and terrified expression on her face. “That's what I want to see.”

He started to take her more savagely while Fleur dipped a couple of digits into Rich's asshole and licked his seed with sloppy smacks. He lift3ed one of her supple legs and fucked her sideways. She whined under his thrusts. He backhanded her across the face. “I want to hear you moan louder and more openly, whore.”

She opened her maw wide and let her coos escape between sniffles. He pistoned brutally into her moist tunnel, which closed around him, betrayed by her own flesh. With a grunt his cocktip flared. “P-please, anywhere but inside...!”

“I would have been content to spill my seed upon your worthless buttocks,” he wheezed. “But oh how I loathe whiners and cowards. No, I think I'll finish inside!” She wailed and tried to worm out of his grasp, but Fleur helped hold her down when he hilted one last time inside her, eyes turned to saucers when he pressed his throbbing flare to her cervix and pumped load-after-load directly into her slimy uterus.

“Bear my foal,” he demanded while he continued to blast her to overflow. “You're all mine now!” Fleur pressed her lips to Spoiled's in a passionate kiss, and she desperately shook her head when she felt a tongue force its way inside, passing the pill down her gullet. She was forced to swallow it down, her dam breaking when she gushed all over her new master. He yanked free of her ruined pussy, swollen wide open and cum-soaked. He slapped her buttocks a few times with his stallionhood, and then her face.

He rolled Spoiled onto her back, still propped upon the desk with her thighs wide open, her mind starting to blank when the drug slowly took effect. She cried for her husband and especially her daughter which she wished she'd treated better.

The last thing she saw was Fleur squatting over her face, masturbating furiously with wet schlicks, and she sprayed all over her face and titties, matted fur soaked deep until it reeked of her musk. A stupid smile crossed her face. “M-more...”

Author's Note

A story written at a reader's request.

Fluttergoth

A crunch sounded as Discord chewed more popcorn, lounging back in his chair. Lights from the television-like window into another dimension reflected off him while his chair floated in the multi-colored void. “Well, that was rather dark. But at least it isn't our Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis, and Spoiled Rich, so no harm no foul?” He chuckled, still not satisfied with his latest masturbation session. Removing his paw from his pair of still wet dicks, he summoned back the remote control.

He flipped through more channels. Sometimes all he got was static. Others proved too mundane. A creature that had lived as long as he had and experienced so much needed something that wasn't too vanilla. A squelch sounded, and he peered over a pair of 3D glasses at the Smooze, the yellow-green blob leaving a trail as he slithered across the air, defying all basic laws of reality like he did. No wonder they'd become such good friends so quickly! “Care to join me?”

The blob settled up beside him, and with a snap, he summoned up a small seat for his slimy pal. “Hmmm, now this looks promising!” Pausing on a station, he looked upon somepony familiar to him, like he'd never seen her before...

*****

A silky, thin black dress that barely came below Fluttershy's crotch clung to her voluptuous form, the pleated skirt swishing and exposing her frilly scarlet panties each time she gyrated her foal-bearing hips and shook her ample rump. Swelled udders threatened to bounce right out of her top, sweaty and jiggling as the strobe lights reflected off her.

But she was lost to the pounding music, arms raised and eyes closed, trapped in the moment while she celebrated life. She wore heavy makeup, painting her eyelids and placing dark circles under her eyes, letting her wilder side free. She'd taken a vacation far away to another city, seeking out an underground alternative club, hopeful her friends and family would never know.

“Hey there!” Suddenly one of the others on the dance floor was sidled up to her, pressing warm and bouncy flesh upon her. The bright pink mare had her crimson hair done up in pigtails, the raveslut completely naked and oiled up. Her wide nipples were pierced, likewise her heart-shaped clit, her heavy tits and buttocks shaking about in a cartoonish manner. “I'm Pacific Glow!”

“Fl-Fluttershy,” she squeaked as her confidence started to wane.

“Don't mind her,” came a more soft-spoken voice. “Wherever there's a party, she'll go. I'm Inky Rose.” The gothic woman kept her mane pulled in a pair of braids, and wore a sheer black spiderweb-like dress, the cobweb patterns barely obscuring her naughty bits and leaving the rest of her exposed through the transparent fabric. “Want to join us?”

“Um...okay.” She forced a small smile. “You two are certainly beautiful!”

Pacific pressed up behind her. “You too!” Her palms encircled Shy's soft, squishy udders, squeezing them. Small cries escaped the pegasus, her wings fluttering as her normally inverted pastel pink nipples poked into the fabric as they went erect.

“Umph...mmph...” Tiny moans escaped Flutters, her titties rolled about in circles. Her dress was lifted above her, her tits flopping free, knocking into each other as they swayed. The garment was discarded, Pacific continuing to molest her breasts.

Inky Rose lowered to her knees, facing the damp spot in the crotch of Shy's red panties, breathing in the sweet musk of her wet pussy. Hooking her digits into the band of Shy's underwear, she slowly drew them down, a string of lubrication connecting her tight slit with her undergarments. The piece of silk slid all the way down to her ankles. “You look delicious.”

Fluttershy's face burned as she covered it. “I...I've, um, never-”

“A virgin.” Inky used her fingers to spread the flower before her open, studying the bright pink, glistening treasure hidden within, the hymen still intact. “A true delicacy.” She brushed her tongue over her cunt, licking out the sweet nectar.

“F-fuck!” Normally she hated cursing, but the words came unbidden to Shy, overwhelmed by a pleasure she'd never felt. She'd masturbated a number of times, but usually in a rather slow and careful manner, usually just teasing her clitoris or the outside of her snatch's entryway. In truth she'd never even orgasmed, just kept at it until she grew bored or tired.

Inky smirked and dove in deeper, pressing her tongue into the foalcanal, which spread its velvety walls to accept the intruder. Her face buried in her crotch, exploring deep as she could, lapping up the gooey moistness with lewd schlicks. Locking her entire muzzle in her, hands encircled the buttery buttocks, spreading them wide, slipping a finger up the ring of her hot, soft pink asshole which clenched in response. In the meantime Pacific groped her, sucking on her ears and kissing her neck.

She screamed when she came, emptying directly into Inky's maw, who slurped down the sweet-and-salty squirts which repeatedly erupted from her flexing urethra. Her cunt continually convulsed, her rectum squeezing, her nipples pinched, twisted, and tugged all the while. Her shameless cries were drowned out by the music all-around, as she drowned in her first climax.

Overwhelmed by the intensity of all, Fluttershy swooned, caught by the pair of mares. They carried her away, into a private room in the club, where another familiar figure shot them a snaggle-toothed grin...

*****

Discord nearly flew out of his seat, crunching the popcorn container which sent kernels flying everywhere. “What?!” His ears steamed, bits of loose popcorn sticking in the Smooze who rolled about beside him. He wasn't supposed to interfere. He knew the consequences could be terrible. It was one thing to play voyeur with another world, but to actually interact with it?

So what if she wasn't his sweet Fluttershy? She was still the pegasus he loved more than anything, wasn't she...?

*****

Chains rattled across a leather jacket. His chest was bare, its taut muscles covered in gray-and-white fur. The manager stroked his scraggly little goatee, the door locking with a click behind him. “You've done well!” This dimension's Discord chuckled, eagerly unzipping his black pants . He kicked them and his boots off, barely able to restrain his enthusiasm.

“Don't hurt her,” said Inky. “Remember, it's her first time.”

Fluttershy was sprawled naked upon the bed in the small room, legs still open and her soaked cunt smearing puss juice onto her matted inner thighs. Her breasts heaved with each breath while she cooed happily in her sleep.

Pacific tittered. “We scored another hot one, and we didn't even have to drug her!”

“Yes, yes.” Discord discarded the last of his attire. “Less talking, more fucking!” He seized Shy's waist, dragging her to the edge of the bed. His twin cocks rubbed upon her sexholes, dripping precum as they fully engorged. Grabbing her ankles, he lifted her legs up, and pressed himself into her lower orifices, parting them wide as he slowly worked himself balls deep into her.

Inky removed her own costume. She wasn't quite as shapely as the other two, but was still pretty well-endowed. She and Pacific beset Shy's titties, clamping their pouty lips around the areola, as they suckled and pulled on her nipples. She stirred a little, fluttering her eyelashes, but didn't awaken, despite when Discord picked up his pace while he railed her with rough humps.

Bending over the bed to the sides of Flutters, Inky and Pacific presented their lush asses to him. He laid a few slaps upon their cheeks, watching them wobble. His hands dug into the buttflesh, driving a few fingers into their dripping cunts, and pressing his thumbs into their rectums. They sighed in appreciation, shaking their backsides as he ministered to them.

Sprouting a second pair of arms, this set's hands clamped under Fluttershy's smooshed asscheeks when he lifted her lower section up. He poked against her cervix entrance, and she whimpered, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth. Her supple physique juttered each time he impaled her, digging into her buttocks harder, kneading them as he enjoyed his latest living plaything.

He slammed harder into her, breaking the barrier of her cervix, burying himself directly into her slippery womb. She squeaked and her eyes popped open, his bulge distending her stomach a little, his pre oozing directly into her uterus and smearing its moist contracting walls. She tightened so hard around him he grunted, hilting completely as he started to unload.

Dense spurts painted her interiors. Her face flushed brightly while she started to convulse in rhythm with him, splattering his groin with her own love juices. He kept emptying into her, with such force he pushed her into multiple climaxes, nearly knocking her unconscious again as she sank into depths of pleasure she never would've believed possible.

When he finally pulled out of her gaped fuckholes with a plop, they oozed cum mixed with traces of her vaginal secretions, Inky and Pacific continuing to brush over her curves. “You were wonderful!” He planted a peck on her lips.

Before she could reply, her eyes trying to lazily focus and her mascara running from tears of pleasure which streaked her cheeks, a loud snap sounded. Discord transformed into a small statuette before her and landed on the floor with a clink. “Don't worry, I made him sturdy! It'll wear off...eventually...probably.” The draconequus wandered into the room.

He swept up Fluttershy bridal-style, crushing her firmly to his chest, and nuzzled her cheek. “No worries,” he said as Inky and Pacific cowered. “I have no beef with you. I'd suggest a new hobby, though!” With a blink he disappeared.

*****

Discord reappeared in his chair, holding her close while she sat upon his lap. “Are you okay, dear Fluttershy?” He stroked her pink mane tenderly, wrapping a paw around her lower back and drawing her close as possible. “Forgive me. I know that was a different me, but I'd never hurt you. Much as I admire your beauty, I'd never take advantage of-”

“It's okay,” she replied softly. “I liked it.” Her cheeks colored in a delicate manner.

He blinked several times. He told himself it wasn't cheating on 'his' Fluttershy, that she spent most of her time with Tree Hugger anyway. They'd never finalized a real relationship. “Would you possibly like to, with me...?”

She wrapped her arms around his back and fluttered her wings. “I'd love to!”

He chuckled. “Let's watch some television, shall we?” He settled her onto him, her back resting on his chest and belly. With playfully possessive pats on her plush posterior, he lowered her slowly onto his cocks, spreading her sexholes wide again. She cooed in delight, feeling more claws and paws wandering all over her nude flesh making her shudder.

Her knockers swung and flopped each time he speared her, more lovingly than his self-serving counterpart, but she clamped around him in gratitude, doing her best to milk him for all he was worth. Thankfully between all the creatures he'd been with over the years it wasn't difficult to restrain his need for release; on the contrary, he often struggled to reach it!

She shuddered in delight, swiped the remote from him, and started to channel surf alternate dimensions.

Author's Note

Sorry an update took forever, what's an anthology with only one section? :twilightoops: More to come eventually, can't say when!

Fluttershy/Tree Hugger/Discord

Impaled upon twin cocks, Fluttershy happily bounced on Discord's lap, her dark mascara running as tears of shameless rapture slid down her cheeks. He struggled to keep up with her, groping at her buttery asscheeks, still seated on his recliner which floated amidst a swirling, starry void in some tucked away chaos dimension he liked to call home.

He'd prodded at her wide, inverted pink nipples, teasing them out until they were so erect they threatened to poke his eyes out. Her wings stretched to their full plume, fluttering like her namesake, her tail raised by her dock and swishing happily about.

She wasn't much like the sweet pegasus he knew; once she felt comfortable, rather than just peacefully laying back into submission while they made love, this one roughly mashed her snout to his face, biting hard enough to draw blood and raking her nails across his back. She'd also snatched the remote from him, flipping around the stations lackadaisically.

All the while he was relishing her voluptuous figure, her ample udders pressed upon his chest, slapping and bouncing and laced with sweat. Her lower holes constricted almost painfully around him, a devilish gleam in her eyes. Much as he loved the sweet and innocent Shy he knew, this more dominant, gothic anthro mare gave him pause to internally debate which he preferred.

At their side the Smooze wandered up, appearing to slither on thin air and leaving a slimy trail. He winked at the odd little abomination, his new lover wetly slamming atop him with wet squelches, drenching his groin in her messy juices.

Her mouth withdrew from his, still attached by ribbons of saliva.“Ooh, let's check out some porn. That always turns me on.”

She continued to channel flip before he could respond, and so he settled back and enjoyed the ride. What would they watch today? The television set flickered past a few dead channels before she finally settled with a smug smirk...

*****

“Ever, like, feel you're being watched? I've got these totally wicked vibes,” said Tree Hugger who stood naked as the day she'd arrived into the world. Cool waters splashed with an echo in the dim shower room, which she smoothed over her luscious form.

Shapely as she was, it proved nothing next to her gentle friend. “I-I certainly hope not!” Flutter's eyes darted around the slick walls and tiles. After a long day at the pool, it was nice to relax in private at the shower room. They'd chosen a time when everyone had went home, in the hopes they wouldn't be disturbed, allowing the lovers to freely indulge themselves.

Hugs shrugged off their possible voyeurs and pressed her wet, slippery frame to her girlfriend. Their snouts met and their hands started to wander, sharing a bar of soap and rubbing it all over each other, the suds dribbling down their supple flesh.

Slowly their mouths met, with experimental kisses, despite the fact that they'd made love hundreds of times. However they often preferred the foreplay and would tease one-another, sometimes for hours at a time as they brought their love to the edge.

Hot water steamed around them. Breasts pressed together, soft skin squeezed between their digits, toying with boobs and buttocks to the point their marehoods started to heat up and wink with a need to be filled.

Much as they appreciated the show, after a while Discord and his gothic pal were a little bored of the tease. He was about to take the remote and flip stations, but she shook her head and whispered into his ear. An evil smirk split his face.

Suddenly a number of small portals opened up around the marefriends. Before they could even begin to question this inexplicable conundrum, a feminine pair of lips emerged from one, closing around one of Tree's tits and suckling. “A-ah,” she moaned as her face burned, her crooked grin making her slobber while a tongue traced her nipple.

“O-oh my,” squeaked Shy when a pair of cocks appeared from the ones near her backside, rubbing at her warm pink orifices.

“M-maybe we should let them, you know? I mean, it feels totally wonderful...”

“I...I don't know.” But her pussy was absolutely leaking by this point, her mind dulled with sheer primal lust.

“We don't have to,” answered Hugs who tried to downplay the sound of disappointment in her voice.

“No, I-I want to!” Shy's face went completely scarlet at her admission. And without another moment's hesitation the dicks plunged into her with a wet squish, prying her warm, tight canals open as they wormed in deep. She gasped and moaned, the pair alternating while they pistoned in-and-out of her fuckholes, making her shriek and squirm.

Nor was Hugs spared when the mouth around her tit withdrew to her disappointment, only to be replaced by a pair of yellow hands that looked so familiar as they started to molest her squishy titties. Now the maw moved to her lower half, tracing up her slimy slit and over her anal ring. It brushed back-and-forth, whoever the mare was obviously experienced, almost like she intimately knew her in particular and where she loved to be touched and teased. “Radical,” she wheezed.

The tongue retreated to solely focus on her exit hole. Yet before she could complain, a bright yellow cunt with swollen pink lips emerged from another portal, and pressed their mounds together, grinding with noisy squelches into her. “Ah fuck,” she cried losing it when her lower bits quaked and she started to squirt all over herself, the mysterious intruders, and her love.

Not that they let up, continuing to grind on her, while the other stranger relentlessly hammered into Shy. A paw and claw arose from more portals, slapping, squeezing, and bouncing Shy's swaying, pendulous udders. She'd never felt so helpless in her entire life; and she was loving every second of it! Much as she adored the gentle lovemaking with Hugs, she sometimes needed more!

Somehow more cocks arose from the rifts in reality, filling the couple's mouths. But they were soon too busy cheerily sucking to complain, tongues coated in salty precum which ran down their chins, balls slapping into their faces each time they were humped. They were being taken from every direction, no spot left untouched as hands roughly molested them into submission.

Suddenly all the penises started to throb in unison, and likewise the lone marehood quivered, until they all released in tandem. Showers of hot jizz and a spray of feminine cum cum erupted from them, raining over the duo in impossibly large bursts. The ropes rushed down their gullets and burned in their bellies, splattered their backs, tits, asses, wherever they could.

Most wonderfully the cocks buried themselves balls deep in them and emptied directly up their rectums and into their wombs. While they'd experimented with a number of toys, neither had been taken by a male before, and Shy almost swooned in pleasure overload as her eyes rolled into her head. They were absolutely soaked white from head-to-toe by the time they finished, forced to close their eyes to keep a deluge of sperm from blinding them, still runny and sticking to their matted fur as they embraced.

Holes gaped when the invaders withdrew and the portals blinked away. Panting, the two collapsed in a puddle of mixed juices, including those leaking out of them. They'd rinse off later. For now, they were content to cuddle, basking in their afterglow.

*****

At the same time Discord loosed all the many cocks he'd summoned on the pair he spied on, he also came inside his goth Shy, holding onto her foal-bearing hips when he buried himself completely. She whined in appreciation as another climax crashed over her, both watching the little porn they'd helped create play out on the television set. She kissed him, her belly swelling with the absurd amount of seed he packed into her, until it looked like she'd been impregnated with a dozen of his children.

He twinkled his claw, working a bit of his reality-warping magic on her, making her udders slosh and leak with milk that beaded on her nipple slits. He closed his snout around her veiny tits, drinking down the sweet strawberry flavor he'd placed in them, and she cast back her head in a whorish whine. She flexed her wings, straining them far as she possibly could in appreciation.

Slumping atop him, the remote slipped from her grasp, only to be caught by the Smooze. He left himself buried in her, his penis still twitching while he squeezed out a few more drops. Shy was quietly snoring atop him, a smile plastered on her maw.

“Wondrous,” he announced to no one in particularly. Thankfully the Smooze was often around to provide him with an audience. He smiled at him and patted this Shy on her plushy posterior. “I think that's enough for now. I wanted to do more, but well, I suppose there isn't enough interest. Pity. At least I scored a lovely mare out of the deal!”

Taking the remote one final time, he switched off the television with a click.

THE END

Author's Note

Sorry if this was an anticlimax, I meant this anthology to be much longer but the person who requested it never gave me the next part so I'm closing this here. Hope you had some fun despite that, thanks for reading as always!