Game Night

Ending #1

The Knight’s eyes shot wide-open, and he gasped through his nostrils as he felt the distinct handle of a small knife in his grasp.

“The Knight has rolled a thirteen, and now has the opportunity to escape his bindings!~”

If his muzzle wasn’t tied shut, he would’ve given an enthusiastic “Eeyup!” to that narrating voice from up above. But with his hoof twitching readily in excitement, the stallion didn’t waste any time as he pulled the dagger out of Captain Wuzz’s pouch. With a surprisingly swift motion of his wrist, the Knight was able to turn the dagger around so the blade was pressed against his rope.

“Nice job!” whispered Wuzz with a cheerful smile of his own, seeming much more focused on the actual quest than he was with all the gay debauchery unfolding a few feet away. However, he still looked around while McBiggun started to slide the blade up and down the rope, and added more discreetly, “Don’t worry, I’ll try to pull their attention away from you…”

Without any warning, Captain Wuzz bent his head down against his chest before leaning forward, and doing an impressively acrobatic roll onto his back. The momentum of that roll was just enough to help the draconequus leap up off the ground, and somehow pry his ankles from the knots wrapped around his wrists. Before any of the captors could realize it, the formerly captured Archer was back on his feet, and grinning cheekily while his arms were still behind his back. “Uh-Oh!” he shouted loudly enough to catch some of the blue ponies’ attention. “It seems that I can run around again! I hope I don’t get tackled once more!~”

Unlike earlier in the quest, it appeared that the draconequus was actually getting into the game itself instead of goading his friends into sex. Maybe it was because he felt guilty for all that he put Big Mac through. Or maybe, he just felt content with Spike succumbing to the carnal pleasures to justify getting things back on track. But whatever reason it may have been, McBiggun was able to smile more naturally as he kept cutting his rope, and watched Captain Wuzz skipping around the castle grounds to elicit a chase.

“You can’t catch me!” gloated the Archer like he was a little kid, and quickly scurried off as four of the blue figures galloped after him. Spike may have still been “trapped” in his spitroast, but the Knight wasn’t too worried about him while he kept sawing through the rope. He may have not been willing to join in, but if the little dragon wanted to act like a slut in this fantasy land, he might as well have his fun; after all, it wasn’t like Garbunkle had a girlfriend back in Equestria to worry about.

Luckily for the stallion freeing himself from his bondage, all of the attention from the plastic figures was either focused on Captain Wuzz’s antics, or Garbunkle’s heated session within that extremely gay orgy. Even as the draconequus was galavanting around the grounds with a goofy grin, the slutty dragon was too preoccupied with his double-dosage of cockmeat to even register Wuzz’s giggling. Instead, Garbunkle gripped the cardboard ground beneath his claws as tightly as he could while his eyes rolled back blissfully, and he savored each eager thrust of those meaty shafts sliding in and out of him. The Wizard’s mind was thoroughly clouded in a thick fog of lust within that circle of musky sex, but it seemed that most of the figures were too preoccupied with their own endevours as well. Because of that, Sir McBiggun didn’t catch any attention by the time he finally cut his first hoof free.

“Yes!” he thought to himself while keeping a determined grin on his face. Even though the sounds of Spike’s gurgled moans was beyond irritating as a distraction, the Knight maintained his composure while cutting away the knots holding his other foreleg to the ground. The stallion grimaced a bit from the strain, since those figures really stretched his foreleg out to make reaching for his wrist difficult. Fortunately, despite how small the blade to Captain Wuzz’s dagger may have been, it provided just enough reach for McBiggun to cut apart the other rope in significantly less time than the first.

“Cannonball!” shouted Captain Wuzz as he made a profound leap directly into that giant ring of gay sex. His arms may have still been tied behind his back, but the perks Discord gave to the character’s agility stats were being put to very good use from his skilled legwork. A couple of the blue-painted ponies hopped into the circle as well, but their focus faltered a bit upon seeing so many eager slaves giving themselves in from all around. Captain Wuzz seemed to know that, and paused for a split-second to point his goat leg towards the spitroasted Wizard. “Hey, look guys! It seems like your buddies are getting close! Don’t you think you should get the next dibs?~”

It may have been a distraction, but it didn’t seem like Captain Wuzz was wrong about the stamina of those two stallions fucking Garbunkle mercilessly. Both of them were groaning hard through gritted teeth, and were pounding their hips against the cum-slathered dragon like he was their personal toy. But despite that ironic comparison, it seemed that Garbunkle wouldn’t have minded such a fate while he remained skewered between them. His little cock was spasming like mad as it flopped aimlessly against his scaled stomach, and that puddle of precum underneath him was growing larger with each spurt it made from his titillated state.

“Nnnnghhh!!” groaned the plastic pony in front, who was growing more strained with each thrust of his thick cock inside of the wizard’s tight mouth. “Aaaahhh!!~ You… You better be ready, you SLUT!!”

All that Garbunkle could do was give an excited shiver, and moaned out a little while his lips were being treated like his captor’s personal fleshlight. That response may have not been much, but it caught the attention of both of those figures who were previously chasing Captain Wuzz. Of course, the moment the two heard the other stallion panting rapidly with each thrust he delivered into the dragon’s pudgy ass, they only needed to give a shared glance at each other before shrugging their heads, and dropping their pursuit of the draconequus.

Because of that, Captain Wuzz made another bountiful leap out of the circle, and was left alone while running back towards the Knight. By that point, McBiggun was cutting away at the last rope that was tying up his left hind-leg, and was grinning again with his muzzle unrestrained. His horn may have still been latched with that inhibitor ring, but the unicorn didn’t seem to mind that detraction as he sawed away at his final bondage. “Nnnnghhh… A-Almost there… GOT IT!”

The Knight knew it was a bad move to give any attention towards himself, but he was still grinning ear-to-ear by the time he got back up on his hooves. And fortunately for Captain Wuzz, who came up with his back turned towards him expectedly, McBiggun wasn’t too pissed at him to refuse helping him out. With a quick swipe of the Archer’s dagger, the stallion cut away Wuzz’s knots so his arms were freed once again.

“Huzzah!” Captain Wuzz jumped up triumphantly after being untied, and quickly hopped on top of McBiggun’s back to ride him like a valiant steed. He held up the Knight’s sword with his lion’s paw as he pointed towards the tower, and shouted out, “Onward, Sir McBiggun! YAH!!~”

Unfortunately, it seemed that the draconequus took the theatrics of his heroism a little too far. Instead of galloping forward, Sir McBiggun turned his head around to look up at Wuzz with a deeply offended-looking glare. After a second of awkward silence, Captain Wuzz sighed before hopping off his back respectfully. “Oh, come on! I promise I wasn’t trying to demean you by trying that.”

The Knight didn’t say anything, and just whinnied bitterly before snatching his sword back from Captain Wuzz’s paw. The draconequus helped pry off the inhibitor ring from the stallion’s horn, and then let McBiggun lead the way as the two rushed off towards the tower. As they galloped past the countless captors who either tried to take chase, or were preoccupied with their moaning slaves, the Archer asked the Knight, “So, I take it you’re just going for the map now?”

“Eeyup!” shouted the pony as he galloped powerfully through the swarms of plastic figures. His eyes carried a grim look of determination, and he only needed a split-second glance back at that circle of sex before he said, “Ah think Garbunkle’ll be fine for now.”

“Oh my~” purred Captain Wuzz with a teasing smirk back at him. “I wouldn’t have expected a Knight to leave one of his friends behind like that~”

McBiggun retorted rather bluntly, “Well, AH wouldn’t have expected a Wizard to break his magical staff for some dick, but here we are!”

“Hmmmm… alright, fair point.” The draconequus wouldn’t have predicted that Mac would leave a fellow teammate hanging, but he couldn’t deny that Spike basically did that same thing the instant he surrendered himself to those plastic ponies. However, despite how impulsively selfish that act may have been, Captain Wuzz was quick to mention to McBiggun, “Well, just so you know… As soon as this quest ends, all of us will be out of the game, including Spike.”

McBiggun may have been rightfully peeved at his scaled friend, but he breathed out in genuine relief while nodding back at him. “Okay, that’s good to know! He may be a little shitbird for doin’ that, but Ah’d rather blue-ball him instead of leavin’ him here.”

“Well said~” nodded Wuzz with an appreciative smile, happy that the stallion still had some compassion in him. Because of that, the two didn’t feel too guilty about leaving the cock-stuffed dragon on his own, and focused on running towards that tower with haste. Captain Wuzz’s bow may have been gone, but he was still able to leap over any lunging captors to avoid being taken again. And as for Sir McBiggun, the powerful swings of his sword ensured that no attackers could get in too close by the time he hopped over that line of stocks, and barreled his way through the tower doors.

All the while, Garbunkle didn’t seem to notice his friends leaving him behind at all. Instead, the dragon was absolutely relishing in his lustful fate by the time both stallions hilted their lengths as deeply inside of his body as they could. The strain and immense pressure caused several teardrops to pour down his cheeks, but his dragonhood throbbed tremendously as he felt both of those meaty shafts pulsating deep within his throat and tailhole. The plastic ponies groaned as their cocks erupted deep inside of the dragon, and flooded him with two generous helpings of hot, thick torrents of cum. The bulges of both of their loads could be seen traveling across the underside of his pale green scales, and carried enough volume to quickly expand the Wizard’s already plump torso. His stomach swelled out several inches to hang a little closer to the ground, and eyes rolled back in unadulterated bliss as he savored that immeasurable warmth that flowed throughout every nerve of his body.

“MMMMPHHHH!!~” The little Wizard shuddered as he moaned as deeply as he could, even though his throat was stuffed with cock and left his voice thoroughly muffled. But alas, the two captors watching in wait grinned approvingly at seeing Garbunkle’s ribbed member twitching wildly, before spurting out several ropes of cum that shot out past his puddle of pre. From the way his body froze up, and how blissful his expression looked between those two plastic ponies’ bodies, it was obvious that the bearded dragon had just experienced one of his most intense orgasms of his life outside of Equestria.

Just as Garbunkle groaned and shivered in absolute rapture, his limbs proved to have weakened quite a bit by the time both of those cocks pulled out at the same time. With an ungracefully wet schlick, the dragon found himself falling to the sticky ground, which covered his chest and stomach with an unflattering mixture of his cum and sawdust. However, as soon as he was able to catch his breath, Garbunkle felt a strong tug from his chain before he looked back up. At first, he thought that those two captors were just standing by and waiting for something else; however, it didn’t take long for him to remember that they all looked the same, and that two new figures had come up to get their turns.

And since he only had two loads so far, the devilish dragon grinned in anticipation of getting eight more before the stocks came into play. So despite how weakened he felt from that first cock-stuffing, the Wizard groaned as he pulled himself back up, and tried to keep a lustrous smirk across his cum-slathered lips. “Mmmmm… I’m guessing my Masters are in need of some relief?~”

As the two plastic ponies nodded with eager grins, neither of them seemed to notice the violently bright flash of light that erupted from the top of the tower. Neither did Garbunkle, who was already getting back on all fours with his tail raised high, and his little cock already getting hard again. “Well if that’s the case, then--”

POOF!!~

“TAKE MY ASS LIKE YOU OWN IT!!”

Spike had his eyes clenched shut as he bellowed out that line with great enthusiasm. However, after a couple seconds of silence, he slowly reopened his eyes upon realizing his claws were pressed against cold crystal instead of that warm sawdust. And as soon as he looked around, the little dragon gasped with a heavy blush upon realizing he was back in the Map Room, just the same as it looked before they ventured on their quest. The dragon himself was back to his winged and non-Wizard form, completely unharmed and clean from top to bottom. Meanwhile, Discord was trying his hardest not to snicker at the dragon’s impulsive statement while sitting across the Map Table from him. And Big Mac, who was sitting beside the draconequus in Rainbow Dash’s chair, was glaring nastily at Spike with his forelegs crossed over his chest.

Spike’s blushed face grew a very, very guilty expression upon noticing Mac’s intense stare, and he was frozen in his seat while the pizza boxes were still steaming beside him. Part of him wanted to congratulate Mac for completing the quest without him, but he knew that likely wasn’t what he wanted to hear. So instead, Spike lowered his head in utter shame before he said in a guiltily timid voice, “I… I’m really sorry, Big Mac…”

The red stallion didn’t say anything, and just rolled his eyes with a strong huff through his nostrils. Meanwhile, Discord kept his amused smirk, and was quick to say, “Well, even though that was merely a practice run, I have to say that was quite the entertaining romp!~”

Despite knowing that the draconequus was being genuine with his compliment, Spike’s cheeks still blushed even hotter in embarrassment. With Mac’s eyes still narrowing on him judgmentally, the dragon bashfully rubbed his forearm with his other claw as he tried to process all that had happened. “Ummm… I, uhhh… I honestly don’t know what came over me back there…”

Discord giggled like a little kid, and cheekily replied, “Neither can I, but I can make a couple guesses what came into you~”

While Spike covered his face with his claws with a shameful groan, Big Mac only intensified his guilt by saying, “You wanna know what came over ya? You started thinkin’ with your hormones instead of your head and acted like a dick, that’s what you did!”

Spike slumped even further forward in his seat, knowing he couldn’t say anything in defense from that opinion. In retrospect, the dragon knew he likely would’ve been just as pissed as Big Mac if the positions were switched. Fortunately, their other teammate didn’t seem upset by any means, and reached out to grab a still-hot slice of pizza. “You know what? I think you should both be grateful that you got to experience such a quest without any negative repercussions. And even if Spike did act like a ‘Dick’ for his impulsive action, you know how the old mantra goes...

Discord made a small snap of his claw, and altered the pizza slice in his paw to give it a more phallic shape. “You are what you eat~”

Despite their differences on the matter, Spike and Big Mac openly laughed in response to that little quip by their chaotic friend. And as the three began to indulge in the remainder of their food as a post-gaming break, it wasn’t long before the group began their plans for their next quest.

And best of all, Discord was allowed to host a second time~