The Writings of a Lonely Bat

by Snow Quill

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Sex, Anthology, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Anthro, Romance, Original Character
Length: 7281

What’s a bat to do when stuck in a snowstorm? Write clop of course!

Snow Quill had come to Ponyville for a winter festival, but when an unexpected blizzard forced everyone indoors she finds herself bored. Very bored. Thankfully she has paper, a pen, and a brain full of cloppy fan fiction she’s been dying to get written down.

A/N - This is an anthology collection of cloppy one shots that were either intended to be fuller stories or I just don’t want to publish as a stand alone thing. Each story will be rated M and some will feature kinks and fetishes. At the beginning of each chapter will be an authors note detailing the kinks/fetishes featured in it. I hope you guys enjoy!

Published 2019-06-07 02:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-08 17:41:20 UTC

To Fill a Princess’s Cavities

Author's Note

Content Warnings - feral ponies, princest, dream sex, Dom Luna, clone gangbang, ‘public’ sex, light inflation, bukkake, Pinkie being Pinkie.

To Fill a Princess’s Cavities

“For the last time, I do not need to go to the dentist!”

The Princess of the Sun glared down at her younger sister, scowling.

Luna returned her aggravation in kind. "Sister, since our return thou hast partaken of nothing but sweets. Thy teeth are surely rotten."

“No they aren’t! I am perfectly fine. I am a princess, and princesses do not get cavities.”

Luna raised an eyebrow, her horn lighting as she summoned an ice cream bar and shoved it into Celestia’s mouth.

The reaction was immediate. Celestia's eyes shrunk to pinpricks as a sharp pain radiated through her muzzle. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she spat out the impossibly cold treat which tortured her poor muzzle.

“T-that's not fair Luna!” Celestia whined as she held her muzzle, trying desperately to soothe her aching teeth.

Luna snorted. “For Starswirl’s sake sister, thou are more stubborn than the ass keeping the gardens!”

Celestia pouted in a very un-princess like manner. “B-But Luna…”

“No buts Tia, unless it is thine own sitting in the dentist’s chair.”

Celestia pouted more, rubbing her cheeks and muttering under her breath.

Luna stood her ground for only a moment before sighing and wrapping her wings around her older sister, “Oh sister dearest, we apologize for being so harsh, but thou really must take care of thyself…”

Celestia whimpered quietly and snuggled into Luna’s side. “No...No, you are right sister. It’s just...I’m scared of the dentist. The thought of somepony prodding around in my mouth, when I am awake no less is... unpleasant to say the least.”

“We do not know much of modern dental techniques, but what if we could convince the doctor to let thou be asleep? We could then enter thy dreams and help take thy mind off of the procedure.”

Celestia blushed. “Y-you would really do that for me?”

Luna smiled and kissed her sister softly. Once she pulled away, she licked the tip of Celestia’s muzzle. “Of course sister, we wish thou to be healthy and happy.”

Celestia hugged her tight. “Alright sister, I’ll set up an appointment.”

~~

The day arrived and Celestia, having barely slept the night before, paced around her darkened room. She had been there the entire day, locked away as she contemplated the upcoming appointment. Her body was bare, her regalia stashed away still. She found herself unable to put them on, almost angry at the gold and pristine apparel.

She stopped in front of a mirror, her ears down as she took in her ragged appearance. Her mane moved limply, almost stuttering in its normally fluid movement. The princess snorted and turned away from her reflection.

Celestia walked over to her window and opened her blinds, allowing the early evening light to wash over her. The princess sighed deeply as her mane and tail perked up a bit, relishing the soft and glistening light. She gently reached out to the sun with her magic, feeling even more warmth wash over her, calming her nerves as she nudged it below the horizon for the evening.

She was startled by a knock at the door, shutting the blinds quickly and diving under her bed covers. Surely now she wouldn't have to see the cursed dentist and have her teeth meddled with.

The knock repeated but Celestia did not move, even burying herself deeper in the plush blanket when she heard the door opening.

The hoofsteps told Celestia it was her sister, the deep sigh following confirming it. “Oh sister, must we really do this?”

“I have no idea what you are speaking of sister.”

Luna rolled her eyes at her sister’s muffled reply, jerking off the blanket in one quick movement. Celestia whined and kept her face firmly pressed into the sheet, even bringing her wings to hide her head.

Luna leaned over and nipped Celestia in the flank, right where she knew she loved it. Celestia yipped and shot upwards, “Lunaaaaaa…”

“Celestiaaaaaa.”

Luna smirked as she responded in the same whiny tone her sister had taken. Her sister was not amused and stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. “Sister, thy dentist is setting up as we speak, thou needst to stop being such a foal.”

“Fine, fine...You know, if you told me what awaited me in the dreamscape I might be more motivated to go…~”

Luna deadpanned her sister, even as she gave her best puppy eyes. Slowly, a smirk spread across the younger’s lips, “We would hate to ruin the surprise. Rest assured we are confident thou shall enjoy it.”

Celestia pursed her lips. “Oh fine then, keep your poor sister in the dark.”

Luna snickered and pecked her on the cheek. “Aye, we shall.”

Celestia was about to retort when a soft knock came from the door.

“Your highness? The dentist is ready for you.”

Both sisters sighed, the elder one’s heavier.

Luna nuzzled her sister and stood up. “Come along Tia, we do not wish to keep thy good doctor waiting now, do we?”

Celestia made a noise indicating otherwise, earning her a slap on the flank from Luna’s wing.

She yelped and hurriedly stood, “Okay, okay, I’m going, I’m going.”

“Soon thou shalt also be cumming," Luna whispered into her ear, grinning as she walked past, batting her nose with her tail.

The guard standing outside did not make notice of Celestia’s bright red face, though Luna caught a slight twitch of his lips before he forced it back into a perfect poker face.

He bowed. “I have been asked to escort you both to the surgeon’s room your highnesses.”

“We thank thee, good sir. Please, walk us to our destination. We shall make sure Celestia comes forthwith.”

A twitch of the guard’s ear at Celestia’s quiet, accusatory muttering aimed at her little sister, was the only movement he made before standing up and turning down the hall.

Luna walked with a wide smirk, her horn lighting ever so often to poke and tease at Celestia’s flank, much to the elder alicorn’s embarrassment. Any guards they passed kept their impassive gaze forward, slight twitches being the only indication they noticed what was going on.

Not that any of this was a surprise to them. However, they were all sworn to never speak of anything that occurred between the sisters.

After what seemed like an eternity, they arrived at the hospital wing, usually intended for the servants and guards of the castle.

They walked through the hall and into a sterile room. It held a chair with a light and mirror fixed above it, a table covered with dental tools, a couple rolling stools, as well as an armchair set in the corner. Celestia shuffled her hooves as she hesitantly made her way to the chair, laying down in it and attempting to relax.

Luna nodded at the guard, “Go tell the doctor we are ready.”

He saluted before trotting away.

Luna then turned towards Celestia and closed the door, coming up to the chair and nuzzling her. “All will go just fine sister, it shall be over before thou knows it.”

Celestia whimpered, opening her eyes and staring longingly at the door.

Luna raised an eyebrow as her sister’s head peeked over the chair, her body slowly moving into position as if to pounce out of the chair and run away.

“Sister…”

Celestia winced at the warning in Luna’s voice, settling back into the chair and sticking her tongue out. “I wasn’t gonna do nothing…”

Luna rolled her eyes and stifled a laugh - her sister could be quite foalish when it suited her.

“Your highness? May I come in?”

Luna turned towards the door and opened it with her magic. At the same time, dark blue tendrils tethered Celestia to the chair. “Please do, kind doctor, our sister is ready.”

The doctor, a middle aged unicorn stallion of grey coat and silver mane walked in, his cutiemark a toothy smile. He walked over to the chair and smiled at Celestia, his lips downturning for only a second, as if debating if he wanted to comment on the magic binding one of the rulers of Equestria.

One look at Luna and his decision was made.

“Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, it is a pleasure.”

He bowed slightly before turning his gaze to Celestia, “Now, I spoke to your sister about the anesthesia, and while it is unusual during light dental work, there is no danger in doing so. Before I cast the spell though, I would like to look around in your mouth while you are still awake, will that be okay?”

Celestia’s ears flattened against her head as she looked pleadingly at her sister, but found no mercy. With a grumble she opened her mouth, resting her head back against the chair, maintaining the air of a prisoner about to be tortured.

The doctor stepped closer, levitating a small mirror into her mouth. He hummed softly to himself as he worked, tapping her gums and teeth occasionally, seeming to take silent note of every wince and whine of pain.

“Eyup, you definitely have some cavities, Your Highness. They aren’t too severe though, I’ll have you fixed up in no time! Princess Luna, normally I would cast a sleeping spell but I am unsure of what adjustments need to be made for an Alicorn, would you mind terribly?”

“Nay doctor, we were expecting this.”

“Thank you kindly.”

As the dentist turned away to prepare his tools, Luna stepped forward and pressed her forehead against Celestia’s. Her horn glowed a soft blue as she quietly counted down from 10.

At eight, Celestia’s breath deepened.

At five, her eyes began to flutter.

At three, she was sound asleep.

Luna kissed her forehead and walked over to the armchair, relaxing in it as she cast a spell upon herself. “We shall see thee soon, good doctor.”

“Of course Princess, sleep well.”

~~

Celestia opened her eyes, looking around to see she was in her room. Well, the dreamscape’s version of her room at least. She smiled and walked to her large bed, flopping down on the silken sheets and soft cloud mattress. She felt the bed depress beside her and turned to see Luna laying next to her. Celestia shivered, anticipation and excitement starting to buzz through her.

It had been quite some time since the sisters had played together, even longer since they’d done so in the dreamscape.

Luna nuzzled her sister, pressing her lips firmly against her neck, enticing a soft coo from Celestia. Luna pressed forward, a soft growl rumbling in her throat as she peppered the exposed flesh with little kisses and gentle bites.

The reaction was much less subdued, a gasping moan drawn forth as shudders danced down the elder sister’s spine, heading straight to her rapidly dampening marehood.

A plea was forming on Celestia’s tongue, for Luna to stop being so cruel and keep from teasing her too long. Luna knew her sister well though, and quickly moved to capture Celestia’s lips in a deep kiss, effectively killing the pleas.

Celestia whined against her sister’s lips, squirming on the bed as Luna rolled her onto her back and pressed down into her. There was something about Luna when she was extra dominant that drove Celestia absolutely crazy. Maybe it was that it was Celestia was the older sister? Or maybe because she loved to be submissive? Such questions would have to be answered another time as Luna pulled away and growled again.

“Whatever shall we do to thee? Mayhaps we should ravage thy holes until ‘Celestia’ is but a moaning whore, naught able to speak but only to beg for cock. Maybe we should strip thee of thy magic and throw thee to the raging timberwolves of The Everfree.”

Luna paused, smirking as her sister squirmed and whined even louder. She found it fascinating just how submissive her elder sister was, dripping wet after but a few moments of ‘speaking dirty’. “Or…”

She drawled out, leaning into Celestia’s ear and biting it. “Perhaps it is sufficient to remind thee who truly rules Equestria~”

“P-please sister~! S-stop teasing meee…”

Luna snorted, drawing away from her ear and climbing off of Celestia, sitting at the end of the bed with her legs spread before her. Her horn glowed and an especially dark patch of shadows ran down her body to her nether region, coalescing into a solid mass which stirred before stilling. After a moment, Luna’s magic dissipated, leaving a proudly erect member.

Celestia licked her lips, panting as she scrambled to get her hooves under her and crawl to the beautiful tool before her. Luna held a back hoof to her muzzle, stopping her just short of what she craved. “Tsk tsk sister, hast thou forgotten thy manners already?”

Luna chuckled at the whimpering response, her magic pulling Celestia’s tail and rump upwards, leaving her no choice but to grovel.

“Aye, better, but something is still missing…”

Celestia gasped as Luna’s magic wound around her throat, calling into form a simple black collar. A small silver tag hung from it, blank for now.

An almost physical change swept through the alicorn, her head lowering and her body seeming to become smaller. The collar was on and Princess Celestia was gone. In her place was Tia, pet, slut, bitch; whatever mistress deigned to call her tonight.

“Much better, wouldn’t thou agree, Bitch?”

And there it was, her name for the night. The blank tag flashed, now bearing an elegantly scripted word; Bitch. The submissive Princess shuddered, the word rolling down her spine. She licked her lips and nodded. “Y-Yes mistress, this...this bitch is happy to s-serve you.”

Luna’s hoof moved, but she stayed still. She hadn’t been ordered forward yet; if she moved she would be a bad girl, and bad girls got punished. Celestia, no, Bitch, didn’t want to be punished.

Moments passed like years, sweat starting to trickle down her neck as she salivated over the delicious cock before her. She could smell the musk rolling off of mistress, the tanginess of it creeping into her nostrils and overwhelming her senses with it.

She let out a needy whine, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out. She was so close and mistress was being so mean…

“Good girl, thou shalt have thy reward in but a moment. We do believe a change in scenery is necessary.”

Bitch tilted her head, wondering what her mistress would do. “Close thine eyes.”

She hesitated only a moment, hearing mistress’s horn light and feeling magic dance across her body. There was a soft ‘pop!’ And then all was quiet and still.

Bitch kept her eyes closed, she could definitely tell she was somewhere else but she couldn’t quite figure out where. She was standing up now, wood beneath her hooves. A steel stock was locked around her neck and forehooves as a spreader bar and chains kept her hind legs spread and hooves on the ground.

Her ears flicked as she heard muttering and shuffling. A deep blush reddened her cheeks as she realized she was somewhere ‘public’.

She shrieked as a hoof spanked her flank, her fur rippling under the impact. “Citizens of Ponyville! We welcome thee to this, the day of the Summer Sun Celebration! As thou can see, this year’s centerpiece shall be none other than the Princess of the Sun herself! Or, as we, and soon thou shall know her...Bitch.”

Bitch whimpered as the audience stomped their hooves on the ground. Shame turned her white coat pink, but she could not deny how utterly turned on she was getting from this.

The hoof that struck her flank groped her now, mistress continuing to speak to the crowd. “Thou shalt have the pleasure of watching us use ‘Princess Bitch’ here until we are satisfied. Please, feel free to pleasure each other as we slake our lusts on this whore.”

Mistress withdrew her hoof from her flank and trotted around her, rearing up and placing her hooves on the stock. “Eyes open.”

Bitch’s eyes fluttered open, pupils widening as her gaze was dominated by the dark blue head of a cock. Her mistress’s cock.

She began to drool immediately, opening her mouth wide without second thought. Mistress chuckled loudly, thrusting forward just enough for the tip to rest in Bitch’s mouth.

Mistress shuddered as her bitch moaned loudly, lashing her tongue around it and drinking the drops of pre that flowed forth.

The cock slid forward into her mouth, and so Bitch flattened her tongue, taking deep breaths through her nose.

“Yes, good Bitch, suckle our cock like a foal at the teat. Thou shalt have thy reward.”

A gasp rippled through the crowd but Bitch was focused on her task. Imagine her surprise when a second cock prodded at her pucker. Her eyes widened, choking a questioning whine around the member occupying her mouth.

Mistress laughed and pet her mane. “Worry not dear bitch, we said thou was to be rewarded. Do not despair, ‘tis not a commoners cock that pokes at thy backdoor.”

Mistress’s horn flashed, bringing into existence several mirrors, which she adjusted until Bitch could see that there was a second mistress behind her.

Bitch moaned loudly as her pucker was spread by the clone, the vibration causing mistress to hiss in pleasure. Bitch’s heart leapt for joy at the sound, happy she was pleasing mistress.

She moaned more, trying to twist her head side to side to please her mistress even more. At her rear, the clone had bottomed out, spanking Bitch's flanks and crying out as her hole tightened from the impact.

Hooves wrapped around her barrel from under her, hind legs locking around her hips as a third clone was brought into existence, bringing their cock to her sopping cunt.

Bitch was lost in a sea of pleasure, her body shaking as she was pounded viciously from every hole.

Mistress growled dominantly as she began to truly fuck her toys throat, Bitch only able moan as her eyes rolled into her head.

The clones taking her rear holes had worked into a seesawing rhythm, the one in her ass would pull out just as the other slammed into her cunt. Back and forth they worked the alicorn, seeming to not care for her pleasure but simply using her.

She gurgled around mistress's member in her mouth, opening her eyes enough to plead for permission. Mistress grinned and all at once the three cocks slammed into her spasming holes.

Mistress leaned down and bit her ear roughly. "Cum."

Bitch would have screamed if she could, but wasn't able to even breathe as mistress’s cock flared in her throat. The clones flared in their respective holes, and they came.

Bitch shook in her bonds as her own orgasm crashed over her, her ass and pussy tightening and spasming even more over the cocks as they filled her every hole, pumping her full.

She had no choice but to take every drop of their seed, her stomach, ass, and womb quickly becoming filled; even a bit beyond capacity. Bitch groaned weakly as her stomach distended slightly, her legs giving out and only being held up by her bonds and the clones behind her.

After what felt an eternity, Bitch on the verge of passing out from lack of air, all three cocks withdrew from her.

She gasped and panted heavily, drawing in the precious oxygen. Her mind was kinda fuzzy, but after a few deep breaths she could comprehend better what was going on. Her ears perked at a peculiar sound, looking up to see her three mistresses jerking off.

She gasped happily and obediently opened her mouth as wide as she could, closing her eyes and patiently awaiting their gift of seed. She was surprised to feel the tip of one on her tongue, guessing from the lack of taste from either of her rear holes it was her mistress and not a clone. “Eyes open Bitch.”

She obeyed, looking at mistress with joy as she felt the telltale twitches of a cock about to cum on her tongue. Mistress grunted as she orgasmed again, her seed hitting the back of Bitch’s throat and filling her mouth quickly.

Warm cum splattered either side of her neck and face, staining her already white coat an off white. Bitch moaned at the feeling and struggled to keep up with swallowing her mistress’s gift - she was a good slave after all.

Bitch wrapped her mouth around mistress’s cock, suckling on the tip as she savored the taste. Soon her mistress was finished, slowly pulling back until she popped free of Bitch’s mouth.

Their second orgasms spent, her mistress stepped back, allowing Bitch to work on swallowing the rest of the cum in her mouth.

Once she was done she flicked her tongue around to collect what was splattered on her cheeks. Only when she had cleaned as far as her tongue would reach did she open her mouth wide to show there was none left. Mistress smiled and let her mane. “Good girl, thou hast performed admirably.”

Her horn lit and the clones disappeared. Next to disappear was the bonds holding her up, the cum stained Alicorn flopping gracelessly onto the stage. Luna dissolved the collar around Bitch’s neck, returning her to Celestia.

Luna grinned as she pecked Celestia’s cheek. “Didst thou enjoy thyself?”

“Mmhmm…”

The sound of a hoof digging through popcorn interrupted the calm quiet that had overtaken the square. “Woweeezowie, that would have been a much better use for my clones! Oooh, I bet Dashie would just love that!”

Celestia paled at the sound of one of her subjects, the party pony Pinkie Pie. She slowly raised her head to see the pink mare wink at her, “Thanks for letting me watch Luna, that was an even better party than I thought it would be!”

Pinkie pulled an obscenely large clock from her mane, gasping. “Oh! It’s time for gummy and I’s 9:30 cupcakes! Bye princessesesses!”

Pinkie popped out of the dream realm, leaving a chuckling Luna and mortified Celestia. “Luna…”

The younger sister whistled innocently, lighting her horn. “Oh look at that, thy procedure is finished. We wish thou a good night’s sleep dear sister, We must attend to the rest of our nightly duties, ta!”

~~

Celestia jerked awake, moaning in pain as the soreness in her jaw quickly made itself present. She looked around, finding only the dentist cleaning his tools with a cheery tune. “Ah, you are awake your highness. How do you feel?”

A million answers swirled through the rulers mind, ranging from eloquent to straight cursing.

“I’m fine.”

~~

Celestia groaned as she stretched out in bed, hazy memories of the night before forming. The doctor had given her some care instructions and pain killers and then she somehow made it to her room to crash out.

She gently rubbed her cheeks, attempting to ease some of the residual pain of having somepony poke around your mouth.

She eventually rolled out of bed and checked the time, making her way to the window and lighting her horn, bringing the sun up and officially starting the day.

The rest of Celestia’s morning was fairly mundane. She headed to the kitchen to make breakfast, set the table, and awaited Luna’s arrival.

“Ah, good morrow dear sister, we thank thee for preparing our morning meal.”

Celestia nodded serenely as she lifted her smoothie glass to her lips, sipping at the strawberry-banana drink.

A soft ‘pop!’ and displacement of smoke startled her, glancing to her side to see a scroll. Luna tilted her head, “Twilight?”

“It appears so.”

Celestia opened the letter as she took another sip, something she soon regretted as she did a spit take. Her smoothie splattered against Luna as she came to her side to see the letters content. She blinked as Celestia gasped for breath, shakily holding out the letter for Luna to read.

“Dear Princess Celestia, w- I had the strangest dream last night involving you and Luna. I am unsure if I was supposed to see it, as it was very intimate...”

That was as far as Luna was able to get before laughter burst out of her.

Celestia moaned and hid her face in her hooves, muttering. Luna sniggered and elbowed her sister, “Hmm, mayhaps we should invite her to join us next time~”

Celestia shot up and glared at her sister, before an assortment of fruits levitated in her magical grasp.

Outside the dining room, two guards were startled awake by the doors slamming open, Princess Luna running out and strangely covered in fruit. More fruit flew after her as Celestia soon followed.

The guards chuckled and shrugged at each other. What happened between the sisters was none of their concern, and even if it was they were sworn not to speak of anything they say or hear occur.

Besides, watching Celestia chase her younger sister with fruit was rather amusing.

When the Nest is Empty....

Author's Note

Content Warnings - feral ponies, fluffy married sex, anal, electricity play, drinking 'alcohol', and creative use of a cloud.

When the Nest is Empty....

Sunny Skies sighed happily as she glanced at her husband, Magnum Shy. To everyone else they were known as ‘Mr. and Mrs. Shy’, mother and father to one of the Elements of Harmony, Fluttershy. Currently, they were sitting at their table enjoying a bottle of wine. Just earlier their daughter had helped them… encourage their son to find his own way.

Sunny took a sip and placed her hoof over her husband's.

“We did the right thing earlier, didn’t we?”

Magnum stirred from his thoughts and squeezed his wife’s hoof. “Of course we did honey. Fluttershy was right, Zephyr just needed a little push to find his own place. I’m sure he will do great… eventually.”

Sunny seemed relieved, leaning into Magnum’s deceptively strong form. All those years in the weather factory really did add up, and though no one would ever guess it, Magnum prided himself on keeping in shape, even after retiring.

Her grin turned to a half smirk as she pursed her lips and kissed Magnum’s neck.

The stallion gasped, nearly dropping his glass. “H-honey...?”

Sunny’s pupils shrunk to pinpricks as she abruptly sat up, adjusting her glasses as her face glowed redder than her hair. “O-oh darling I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to be so forward! It’s just...now that we know that we have the house to ourselves for a bit, and...you know how I get with wine and, and, oh my sun I should have never forced myself onto you like some, some whore. Oh Magnum, can you ever for-“

She didn’t get to finish her rambling apology as Magnum turned her face to his and captured her lips with his own. Instantly, she melted, tears pricking her eyes as he slowly pulled away and pecked her nose.

“It’s okay honey, I’m not mad. I’ve been feeling a bit uh...pent up lately, and with Zephyr coming back home any day I didn’t want to risk anything. You know how sensitive he can be.”

Sunny nodded and wiped away her tears, looking down at the table and swirling the sip of wine left in her glass. “S-so uh...does...does that mean…?”

Magnum chuckled. “I’ll go get my ‘special cloud’. Meet me in the bedroom in 5 minutes.”

Sunny shuddered and nodded quickly, standing up and making her way to the master bedroom. She slipped into the attached bathroom and turned on the sink, placing her glasses to the side and splashing warm water onto her face.

She giggled as she stared at her blurry reflection, excitement blooming in her chest as she fumbled around for a towel to dry her face and hooves. Once dried she put her glasses back on and removed her jewelry.

Sunny hummed as she fluffed her mane a little before reaching for a bottle of rose perfume. A couple squirts, with her wings fanning it around, and she felt ready.

"Alright honeybun, I think I’m just about ready for you.”

Sunny squeed softly before heading into the bedroom, only to see her husband sliding off his blue cotton sweater. “O-oh my, no sweater tonight dear?”

Magnum turned, a deep blush lighting his cheeks. He bit his lip as he shrugged off his sweater, folding it neatly and placing it on their bedside table.

“Heh, no sweater tonight honey. It’s my favorite one and we just did laundry.”

Sunny trotted over and nuzzled him, “Thank you for being so considerate.” She paused before squeaking out. “It’s...It’s kinda h-hot…”

Magnum chuckled. “O-oh yeah? Well...I even put a fresh and absorbent cloud layer on the bed so we won’t have too much cleanup.”

Sunny shivered, her stiffening wings slowly extending from her back. “Oh you know just how to treat me dear.”

Magnum leaned forward to kiss her again, a gentle peck that was full of passion and love. They never parted each other’s lips; even after all their years married, the thought of tongues touching was almost enough to make Magnum faint, but the firm pressure of soft lips pressed together filled the pegasi with lust nonetheless.

Magnum’s wings stiffened and raised behind him as he wrapped his hooves around Sunny, turning them so her back was to the bed. Almost in slow motion, they fell, husband on top of wife.

Magnum nuzzled Sunny's neck, peppering the yellow fur with light kisses. “Oh honey, you used the rose perfume.”

Sunny bit her lip and squirmed playfully. “O-of course dear, I know it’s your favorite.”

Magnum smiled and kissed her stomach, venturing further down. When he reached his wife’s modest teats he pecked each of them before burying his muzzle in the valley between them. Sunny squealed at the sensation of her husbands lips pressing firmly along her sensitive mounds, his warm fur tickling slightly.

Magnum pulled his face away, pulling over a glass container and opening it. He dug out the bit of storm cloud, licking his lips at Sunny’s needy whine.

“Are you ready honey bunches?”

“Oh stars above, yes, please Magnum…”

He smiled and put the cloud over her breasts, spreading it out with his hooves.

Sunny cooed as the cool and soft texture settled against her, shaking in anticipation.

A soft strike to the cloud produced a low intensity lightning strike, the electricity heading straight for the mares erect nipples.

She bucked her hips upwards, a strangled cry of pleasure forcing itself out of her. Magnum waited with bated breath; they had done this many times before but he was always worried about hurting his wife. After a tense minute he concluded she was fine and gave the cloud another pat, unleashing more electricity onto his wife.

Sunny squirmed against the bed, desperately trying to grasp the cloud layer as pleasure crashed over her in waves.

Magnum gave her teats one more lightning strike before moving the cloud over her winking marehood. He gave her a moment to recover before pressing on the cloud once again.

The shriek that escaped his wife could have shattered glass for how high pitched it was, and though there were notes of pain Magnum knew that it was mostly pleasure.

He chuckled as the cloud became much heavier, soaked with his wife’s orgasm. “How are you feeling honey?”

“B-but...butt…”

Panic washed over Magnum like a bucket of cold water. Their safeword was ‘buttercup’, and if his wife was trying to invoke it he went too far.

“Oh shoot, I’m so sorry honey are you okay?”

He quickly pulled the cloud away, storing it in its container before climbing up the bed to cradle his shaking wife. “Honey? Say something please.”

"B-b-butt..."

“Honey?”

His wife took a deep breath, looking up to him with a fiery gaze. "Stick that giant cock of yours in.my.ass.”

"Oh! Yes, dear!"

Sunny grinned as her message was finally made clear, rolling over onto her stomach and sticking her rear up.

The sight of his wife sticking her rear up, the smell of her needy marehood, her firm command for him to use her...What stallion would dare refuse?

Magnum quickly scrambled to get behind his wife, placing his hooves on her hips as he rubbed his member against her dripping marehood. He didn’t want to be inadequate in lubrication however, so he tapped his wife’s shoulder with his hoof. “Honey, could you get the bottle of lube from the bed stand?”

The shivering mare grumbled from the extra delay, but knew her husband was right. One night and a week’s worth of pain sitting for her was enough to make sure they didn’t go too dry again. She fumbled around for the bottle, grinning in victory as her hoof closed around it. She passed it back to her husband before settling back into the perfect position.

She was rewarded with a kiss on her flank, “Thank you darling.”

Sunny bit her lip as she heard the cap open, a shudder running down her spine at the squelching sound of a bottles contents being forced out. She shoved her hoof in her mouth at the feeling of her husbands tip, covered in slightly cold lubrication, poke at her backdoor.

She squealed around her hoof as he began to press in, the high pitched note turning into a drawn out moan as he leaned over her. His panting breaths washed over her neck as he sunk into her, the occasional whinny escaping him.

No matter how many times she’d taken him, she was always stunned by the amount of stallionmeat her husband was packing. He sure wasn’t named ‘Magnum’ for nothing.

It seemed an eternity when he finally hilted inside her, his warm and strong body almost smothering Sunny into the cloud layer - not that she minded at all though.

Magnum kissed the back of his wife’s neck before slowly pulling out until his medial ring. Both shuddered as he pressed forth again, going just a touch faster.

Sunny’s body trembled under her husband as he lovingly thrust in and out of her tight tailhole, pausing occasionally to grind into a particular spot.

Magnum was nothing if not a gentlecolt though, for even as he filled her ass, his other hoof roamed around his wife’s hips before making its way to her winking marehood. Sunny let out an exceptionally loud cry as he ground his hoof into her, the tip of it flicking her clit when it poked out.

It was at that point Sunny’s hoof fell from her mouth and she cried her pleasure to the heavens. Magnum was a bit more subdued, his deep grunts a sharp contrast to his normally soft and higher pitched voice.

The stallion’s slow and loving pace began to pick up as he neared his orgasm, his once steady thrusts becoming jerkier. Sunny couldn’t complain about the increase even if she wanted to; Magnum was pressing her deeper into the bed and his mighty battering ram left her gasping for breath.

Magnum hilted inside of her one more time, Sunny squealing as she felt his flare stretch her ass and his hoof stretch her marehood. “H-hope your ready honey.”

Sunny nodded as much as she could, squeezing around her husband in an attempt to milk him.

Magnum bit one of her ears as he came, triggering her second and even louder orgasm.

Sunny melted into a very happy, very full puddle of pony, warmed by her husband’s firm, reassuring weight on her back. These moments were almost as good as the sex that led up to it.

Almost.

They laid like that for a while, just enjoying each other's company. Eventually, Magnum pushed himself up on shaky legs, his softening cock popping out of Sunny's well used tailhole. A pair of soft sighs filled the room, the sound breaking the content quiet that had settled over it.

Sunny stretched out like a cat, groaning quietly as her hips popped. "Mmm, that was good…"

Magnum smiled and stepped off the bed, waiting for his wife to do the same. She rolled over and landed on the floor, squeaking as her legs buckled beneath her. "O-oh my, that took more out of me than I thought."

Her husband chuckled and supported her with his wing, using his other wing and hooves to roll the cloud layer into a ball, careful to not squeeze out any leftover fluids. "Why don't you go start a shower honeybuns, and I'll take care of this."

"Of course."

Sunny leaned up and pecked Magnum's cheek. "Mmm, I love you dear."

"I love you too honey."

After a short and very clean shower, the two cuddled under the sheets. Sunny was running her hoof in swirling patterns across Magnum's chest when an idea struck her. "You know dear, I wonder what would happen if we drank actual wine instead of sparkling cranberry juice."

Magnum considered it for a moment before shuddering. "I'm not sure Cloudsdale is ready to find out."

Stuck Inside A Closet

Author's Note

Okay, so this was a stupid little thing I wrote for a writing prompt that was ‘Stuck Inside’. Hope you enjoy and get some giggles. I am proud to say that this is exactly 690 words so like, nice 😎

Stuck Inside A Closet

Buck buck buck!

My heart pounds as I quietly rush into the closet, taking a breath and trying to calm down enough to close the door without a sound. My ears flick as I hear the loud and slurred conversation of my drunk roommate and his girlfriend, slowly getting louder as they stumble into his room.

Shit. Buck. Celestia dammit!

I wasn’t supposed to be in his room, butI needed a book I had lent him over six months ago. It kept ‘slipping his mind’ to find and return it to me so I decided to take matters into my own hooves but now... I was trapped in his closet.

I hold my hoof over my muzzle as I see their silhouettes in the doorway, cringing into the corner of my hiding place at the sound of sloppy ‘kissing’. Maybe face sucking would be a more accurate term?

Regardless, it was loud and it was gross. I mentally groaned.

I was really hoping they would be so drunk they would just pass out, but it seemed they were awake enough for drunken sex. All I could hope for now was that it wasn’t an infamous marathon session.

I risk a peek through the slats of the closet door, quickly shutting my eyes and retreating as I got an eyeful of parts of my roommate I never wanted to see.

They are on the bed...facing away from the closet...Lucky me...

“Ohh baby...I, I wanna do sho many, sho many thingsh to you.”

“Ahh yessss, jush take me! I’m alllll yooouurrrssh~”

I gag, my ears pinning flat against my head at her shrieks of ‘pleasure’. How he can stand to fuck a mare who sounds like a dying cat...I’ll never know.

I move my hooves from my mouth to my ears, silently rocking back and forth and trying to shut out the sounds mere hooves from me. The groaning of the wood bed frame, his deep grunts, the squeaks of bed springs, her high pitched squeals…

Breathe. In and - Oh Celestia not through the nose! Not through the nose!

I find myself wishing more than ever I was a pegasus or unicorn, so I may use my wings to cover my nose or a teleportation spell. But no, I was just an earth pony with two hooves and three things to cover.

I turn my head and try to breathe through my elbow, finding moderate success as the ‘creation of life’ continued.

Oh please be done soon and fall asleep. Please, for the love of all things holy and for the sake of my sanity…

I found myself wanting to hum, but any sound might risk revealing myself; even with the two of them, ahem, occupied and three sheets to the wind.

The noises increased in volume, the shrieks of the springs matching her squeals as the groaning of the wood matched his moans. It was almost poetic.

Too bad I ain’t much for poetry.

Finally, it seemed their coupling was dying down, murmured words and praises and ‘I love you’s replacing the lewd sounds. I slowly remove my hooves from my ears, straining for any sign of continuation from earlier.

And then, mercifully, snoring.

I force myself to wait and count to 50 in my head, heart pounding with anticipation of getting the buck out of here.

16, 17, 18, 19, 20.

I slowly push myself towards the door.

37, 38, 39, 40.

I place a hoof on the door and look out the slats, checking for movement.

47, 48, 49, 50.

I pushed the door open and it creaked quietly. I stop, glancing over, but it seems they are too deep in sleep to hear it.

I only open the door enough to slide out, tiptoeing my way to the door. I step through the doorway and breathe a sigh of relief before rushing to my room.

I head straight to my bathroom and turn the shower on, hot as I can stand it and take the longest shower of my life.

I suppose my copy of ‘Subs and Sandwiches’ will just be lost forever.

Prologue

Snow sighed as she glanced out of her window at The Ponyville Inn. A flurry of white specks flew by, the wind pounding the window as it blew fiercely. Ponyville was experiencing an unusually strong blizzard it seemed.

Just her luck.

She turned towards her room and went to the desk, sitting down and staring at her paper and pens. She had come to Ponyville for a Winter Festival, but the sudden snow-storm had everyone taking cover indoors.

She heard even the trains weren’t running for fear of getting stuck. Which in turn, left her and many others who came for the festival stuck in their rooms. Of course she could try and brave the outdoors, she had plenty of warm clothing to cover her, but she doubted any restaurant or store would be open.

At least the inn had plenty of provisions, and with each room boasting its own fireplace she was keeping toasty warm. If only she wasn’t so bored.

Snow had long finished her article on the festival, touching on the decorations, planned events, and lamenting that the snowstorm had shut down the festival.

She shifted in her seat as her gaze drifted to a book she had brought with her, a Love Song novel. Within its pages were tales of admittedly cliche erotica and themes of BDSM. Snow had to laugh at the irony of the specific book she brought with her, 'A Storm of Love' - a story about a traveling griffon and pony having to take refuge in a cave during a snowstorm.

She wasn't sure if she had read it before, though she had a good idea how the plot would progress. Another glance at her extra paper and pens lit a lightbulb in her mind.

She'd always wanted to try a hoof at actual literature, and cloppy fanfiction was a good a place to start as any.

With a grin on her face, and a fire in her belly, she picked up her pen and began to write...