Stuffed Chicken

by Third Wheel

Rating: mature
Tags: Fetish, Comedy, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Gallus, Other, Porn
Length: 1059

While out in the forest, Gallus runs into a chance encounter with a tentacled creature inside a cave. You can probably guess where this is going.

While on a trip in the Everfree Forest, Gallus runs into a mysterious cave, and being the perfectly responsible griffon that he is he goes to report about it walks in like an absolute moron. But what's the worst that could happen?

Tentacles up his ass. I won't even try to be subtle about it, if you clicked on this thing it's to see Gallus getting assfucked by tentacles, we both know it, no point in playing dumb.

Contains: horrid meta humour, tentacles (duh), anal sex, excessive cum, large insertions, technically bondage, consentacles, Gallus being the cutest fucking bottom like God I want to hug him so much and actual spoilers for the flimsy excuse of a twist: voyeurism, it was all a dream™.

Gallus is an adult in this, I think? I honestly have no fucking idea what the consensus on the Student 6 ages is, I've seen people arguing for both legal and foalcon. Though it seems people always pick the convenient one, Smolder is legal because she's anthro-ish and we gotta play it safe but the others aren't because it's not illegal to fuck a kid as long as the kid is a horse. Or a yak, griffon, or weird bug-moose thing or whatever. Well screw it, Gallus is an adult in this one. Please don't make the comments into a shitshow about the morals of foalcon, this was meant as a joke.

Cover art is cropped from picture number 1760199 on Derpibooru, and in case it looks like shit here it's because I had to download the downsized version Derpi uses when you first load up a picture and upload that here rather than the original because apparently that was too big for Fimfiction to handle like what the actual fuck Fimfiction get your shit together it's only a 4000x4000 5.04 MB image and I was cropping it pretty hard.

Published 2019-07-24 12:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-24 12:40:01 UTC

I honestly can't come up with a decent pun right now

Gallus walked into the tall open space at the bottom of the cavern, glancing around and whistling to himself. This appeared to be the end of his trip, having walked from the surface down through a nondescript corridor of rock after finding its clearly ominous entrance hidden behind a patch of bushes he'd happened to be the only one to run into. The end of the cave was a large round room, a tall dome-like ceiling with jutting rocks (Stalactites? Stalagmites? He hadn't paid attention in class) over a pool of crystalline water.

At the bottom of the pool lay a tentacle monster. Unmoving, doing absolutely nothing, seemingly not needing to eat or really do anything at all to live. His only occupation waiting for someone to walk into the cavern so they could fuck them, as tentacle monsters do. And no one ever turned back midway through the cave or ran away when they saw them. Some tentacle monsters liked to spray pheromones and other plot devices in the air, but it wasn't really needed. Usually when someone walked in on a tentacle monster it was just a given that they would be fucked.

Like this dumbass griffon, who somehow hadn't noticed the tentacle monster yet even though he took up eighty percent of the pool and the water was only four feet deep at most. The tentacle monster was a little sad that it was a male griffon, that would fucking with thirty-three percent less tentacles than usual. The tentacle monster was also sad that creatures just called him a tentacle monster. He had a name too. His name was Steve, and on Wednesdays he volunteered with working at a supermarket.

Gallus walked forward while staring at the ceiling, clearly doing anything he could to avoid looking at Steve even as he bumped into him.

Steve saw this, despite having no discernable eyes, or mouth, or anything really, he was just a big writhing mass of tentacles with no real anatomy to speak of, and he got the message the griffon was trying to convey. Carefully, he began to lift some of his tentacles around Gallus, slowly rubbing over his body.

Gallus turned and feigned surprise, smiling and pretending to play with the tentacles as he tried to rub them with his talons or tickle them with his tail or bump into them with his hips. It might have looked kind of cute, had he not been sporting a raging erection. Instead it just looked gay as fuck. An insensitive statement, considering both Gallus and Steve were actually bi.

The tentacles began to slide around the griffon's legs, and one brushed his throbbing cock, while the tips of others moved close to the entrance to his ass. One playfully coiled around one of his legs and softly tugged at him, while a pair moved on his back to massage his wings and shoulders.

Gallus gave a small moan as his shaft was touched by the cold slick surface of the tentacles, and looking back with a sultry smirk he wriggled his butt around, trying to push his asshole closer to the tentacles' tips. He took hold of one of them in front of him and began to stroke it in his talons. Pretending to be hesitant about it, he brought the tip to his mouth and began to lick it, encouraging the tentacle to enter his mouth on its own.

Steve followed through with the request, sliding into the sharp and hard confines of the griffon's beak. Which immediately reminded him of why he didn't like getting oral from griffons. In retaliation, he sped up through the 'semi-innocent-sort-of-unaware-foreplay' part and moved to the 'you-fucked-up-it's-tentacle-bondage-time' part, wrapping his thick strong tentacles around Gallus's limbs and lifting him in the air, immobilising his body as well by coiling around his torso, wings included, and wrapping around his neck, slightly chocking him.

Typically, that was the part where either the victim was too affected by the plot device to care, or they were aware and began to struggle but it was too late for them to overpower the tentacles. Gallus wasn't like that. Gallus was a fucking puppy waiting for a treat, hyperventilating, pupils wide, dick at full mast, twitching with excitement at the prospect of getting assfucked by tentacles. Gallus had walked into a mysterious cave, he'd seen a giant tentacle thing sleeping, and his first thought had been 'I want that thing to fuck me in the ass'. Gallus was really fucking cute and adorable.

Chocking the griffon a little harder, which got an excited and pleased yelp in response, the tentacles moved to the entrance of his ass. They prodded there one or two times, teasing Gallus and tugging at the rim of his hole, then one of them aligned itself behind him and shoved itself inside. Steve had always wondered how tentacles as thick or thicker than the creatures' torsos managed to fit inside them, because he sure as hell had no idea. He just did it and didn't ask questions.

His asshole stretched far more than realistically possible, Gallus came. Immediately. Spurt after spurt of cum shooting from his dick. He'd been really pent up and excited about getting assfucked by tentacles. He moaned around the one in his throat, drool leaking from his beak, as his eyes rolled back and he made cute griffon noises.

The tentacle in his ass began to move back and forth, as another one wrapped around his cock and began to squeeze it and stroke him, the combined stimulation from the two getting Gallus to sport a new erection in a matter of seconds. Deciding it was as good a time as any, the tentacles came inside him, spurting litres of thick hot cum in his body which all streamed out from his orifices. The cum also tasted good and was a potent aphrodisiac. That's just how tentacle cum works.

Luna watched Gallus's dream-scene, munching on her bag of popcorn.

Author's Note

Gallus is a cutie and I want to fuck his ass. Also throwback to that time I read like five tentacles stories on this site and they might as well have been the same story they had less variety than Sabaton's late discography.