Integration

STRAIGHT Version

“The mare, if she’s willing.” I said.

“Alright. I’ll call her down. Nocturne’s kind of a recluse, but a reputable maniac when in the haybales, as t’were.”

Fatale left the room.

***

About 5 minutes later, a dark-purple colored mare strolled in wearing a slightly sultry expression.

“Somepony order a mare?” she said sexily.

“Hmm… I believe I did. You must be Nocturne.”

“What gave it away? My dark blue pelt?”

“Hmm, pretty much… I’m Joe, by the way.”

“I know.”

She trotted up in front of me and produced the expected cup. It had a small hookup on one end for a vacuum tube, was open on the other, and was made of a soft rubber. She licked the silicone ball-sheath on the inside, fluidic saliva coating the entirety of it. She was supposedly lubing it up, but since I had seen a bottle of lube not 2 feet away from the machine, I concluded she was just intentionally teasing me.

“Oh you cruel, cruel mare, just put the damned thing on…” I whined.

She giggled.

“What’s the magic woooord~?”

“Umm… Please?” I posited.

“Good boy.”

She reached down and stretched the sleeve over my engorged nuts and attached a vacuum hose to the sphere. It instantly applied a sucking sensation to my entire sac.

“AAAAh! Aaaah!” I moaned. The cup was pulling, sucking, and swelling my balls into an even larger state, and I’m not sure that’s even possible.

“Let’s start the other pump, yeah?”

I heard her push a few buttons and a machine starting to click nearby me.

I tilted my head down and saw a section of the floor directly beneath me sliding back, revealing a form-fitting… I’d like to say ‘Sybian’, but it was obviously more specialized than the ones humans use. It had indentations for my legs to fit in, as well as a clamp that was pretty obviously designed to wrap around my back and pin me to it. In the middle of the wondrous gadget was a ridged section that slid back and forth, and on one end it had a little sheath, not unlike the one currently violating my nutsack.

The highly iPod-like machine locked into position around my front legs, while my rear legs were basically put into a split.

“Nnng!” My body was still new, and not very flexible. The machine didn’t care at all.

The ridge on the gadget slid backwards, wanting my dick to slip inside it.

My member was still rock solid after Femme’s little cocktease earlier, and it took to the milker easily, the machine locking the final bits into place.

“Let’s turn up the heat.”

The ball-sucking sac increased its intensity. At the same time, the milker activated, giving me a tremendous mechanical blowjob.

“Ffffffffffff- Aah! Aah! Aaaah!”

By this point, my four legged body had completely succumbed to the pleasure and whims of the machine. For a few hours, It owned me.

My dick was on fire. The pleasure and the agony combined into one hell of an experience. Some pre-cum shot out into the canister. For a moment, I forgot Nocturne was even there.

Only me. And the pleasure. The overwhelming pleasure.

It felt so good. Between the suction on my orange-sized balls, the pumping happening to my dick, and the sheer fact that I couldn’t do anything to stop it - what some people and ponies would call torture, I called heaven.

Again, I forgot Nocturne’s presence. She then saw fit to remind me by shoving her sweet plot in my face.

“Lick. Now.” She demanded.

Her pussy was so soft. Her nectary juices flowed wildly and her scent… Oh lord, her scent.

As a human, I wouldn’t have detected it. As a pony, I didn’t just detect it. I loved it – It drove me crazy.

I pressed my tongue against her folds and licked rapidly in my horny, depraved haze.

“Ghhhhhnnnnnughghg”

Her sweet taste was just enough to send me over the edge. I kept licking while my body fought against my restraints. My penis throbbed with the intent to burst.

Finally, my balls twitched and send a massive load streaming out the head.

“Aaaaaah! Aaaaah AHHHHH!!”

A nearby plastic canister filled up with my white load to the top.

“Aren’t you one hell of a Specimen…” Nocturne mused.

Of course, my job wasn’t finished.

I kept licking her marehood, the scent still driving me wild.

Eventually, I hit the right spot and she moaned loudly, caught in the thralls of orgasm.

“Ooooh, Oooh, Oh Celestia, I- I’m cumming!!” She pressed her folds against my mouth, creaming hard. I sopped up all her lovely fluid I could.

“Hah… Hah… You’re not bad, Lover. Joe.”

A revelation suddenly dawned on me – a flash of knowledge. Now I know who I am.

“My… My name…”

On my flank, the icon of a monkey wrench faded into existence.

“My name is... Tinker. Tinker Spyglass.”