Hyrulequestria

Ch.14

“Can’t believe I’m gonna do this...can’t believe myself…” My heart was pounding in my ears as I casually approached a small herd of cows, chatting away just outside of a hospital. Only one of them had a fur coat aside from the ubiquitous cream front that screamed Former Pony like my target. Milly was a fairly busty and tall cow with small antlers indicating her recent transformation, and an olive green fur coat.

“Okay, so what do we do now?” One of the Cows asked around. “Any ideas for what to do in this city after work Milly? You used to be a pony, so you’d know more of the area than us.” It was just after Milly’s shift, the sun was low in the sky and turning the sky yellow in the twilight as I neared them.

“There was a nightclub before the invasion, but it was bombed out.” Milly sounded somewhat bitter. “I loved that place too. Got my dick sucked and sucked a lot of dick when I was a little younger.” Hm, right, Nighty said Milly was 100 percent bisexual, which is part of what helped make her indoctrination so easy and is one of the first groups of ponies to be converted willingly.

“Aw, don’t think you’re old! In caribou years you’re physically 21 now!” Right, caribou age much slower. Thank you supremacist assholes for at least addressing aging as a key component of illness and suffering.

“Sorry, I was almost 50 before the change.” Milly chuckled as I closed in, then she gasped as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing against her back so she could feel my heavy balls against her rear and I rested my tits against her neck as I put my chin to her scalp.

“Hey~ sexy~. You busy?” I asked, using a lot of ‘honey’ in my voice, making my usually husky voice much richer and sensual. My increased height and proportions are courtesy of Nighty to make my job easier as Milly had a thing for big partners. I was wearing little more than a purple tube top that barely covered my massive K-cup basketball-sized tits, thus exposing my ripped muscular abdomen.

I was also wearing blue jeans that were straining around my coconut-sized balls and wearing black leather boots. For this task, I was altered in both forms. Currently ‘female’, if I got splashed with hot water, I’d look no different save getting just a tiny, but girthier in the cock.

“Ah, who are you?” Milly mewled, blushing as her friends chuckled, all looking at me like hungry and submissive cows. Guess that’s why she hung out with them.

“If you Listen, your new Mistress~.” I hummed right into her ears, low enough just for her to hear. “I heard Nightclub, and saw you, thinking I just needed to make you moan and squirm like a little pet that needs coddling.”

“Th-that sounds great! Gotta go girls! Where to?” Milly practically pleaded of me as I began leading her away from her friends, all whistling and cat-calling after us.

“Oh~, I wish she had picked me.” I heard one whine as I cupped Milly’s F-cup breast that was already swelling in arousal and straining her casual v-neck blouse while I led her to an alley.

“I know a shortcut to a great place.” I purred into Milly’s ear, having scouted the town with Nighty. We were surprised to find a lot of subs in this town, but not a lot of doms. For the most part, the population didn’t really have that type of kink here, but those that did were about a quarter, higher than most towns taken over at least. This led to Doms running the bars and clubs in town so they could have the pick of the subs. Fuck caribou society is fucked-up, how many times can I scream this in my head to the point it stops being disturbing?

“Whatever you want~.” Milly cooed as I played with her, popping the buttons on her blouse to reach in and play with her directly even while walking to the nearest hole-in-the-wall dive that apparently had good things to say about it’s very private and dark back rooms that were cheap to rent. “Oh~ this place!”

“Yeah, just passing through, but it was fast to find place to...get my pet~. I’m a bit of a wanderer.” I purred to her, trying to instill the idea of having to come with me.

“Oh~ mysterious. Are you going to try and abduct me Mistress~? I happen to be a very important resident surgeon at the Fillydelphia medical center.” Milly played along, clearly enjoying the role-play I was setting up as we walked by the bar. I tossed a small sack of pfennigs to the scarred and muscular caribou behind the counter who simply grinned and made an obscene gesture with her hands and a wink, which I returned, Milly giggling at being silently talked about like she was merely a toy.

“Maybe. If you play right.” I chuckled, groping her ass and slipping my fingers between her legs. She shook and shivered as I teased her. “I’m shopping around, my last partner was whisked from me by the Military Police Commander. She gave me some pointers on how to make a pet really feel owned.”

“Yes! Please~.” Milly groaned as I practically carried her to the back, slamming her bodily into the provided bed and mashing my mouth into hers. She squealed and writhed against me as I roughly tore open her blouse, exposing her braless tits to the air, which I then proceeded to grope and play with roughly, tweaking her emerald green nipples. “AH~!”

“Such a busty pet, not as much as my last partner but good enough.” I chuckled, making her mewl. “But I love the color, you’re much more exotic, much like me~.”

“I-I noticed! S-so good to meet a fellow pony~!” Milly squealed as I tugged on her nipples, stretching her breasts out as I humped her still-clothed pelvis

“Hm, who said I was a pony?” I purred, baring my sharp teeth. “I may have been a dragon willing to change, a Dog, or some animal the caribou decided to give intelligence and let loose on you little ponies~,” I growled, nibbling her neck with my teeth grazing her flesh, sending her shaking in arousal.

“Yes! Eat me, Mistress!” Milly pleaded, and I chuckled at her so easily falling prey to my act.

“Oh, I would never, not to some pet pleasing my member. Maybe if you brought me a morsel bigger than you. But really I’m more into you just worshiping my cock. Do a good job and you might change my mind.” I purred getting up and standing before the bed, slowly and sensually undoing my pants.

“Oh gods yes!” Milly was drooling at the sight of my massive 2-foot long bitch-breaker. Only 4 inches longer than my usual male size, but I was nearly 8 feet tall right now, so it didn’t feel any bigger to me. Anyway, I watched with a mixture of self-loathing and hunger as Milly crawled to the end of the bed, licking my glans and rubbing my soda-can thick shaft like I was an idol to worship.

“Get sucking, pet.” I cooed and gently grabbed her antlers, guiding her onto my dick which she eagerly took into her mouth. Only able to fit the tip, she whined and sucked, licking, desperate to please her over-endowed mistress. “Hm, can’t even get it in deeper?” I huffed tugging a bit, my other hand patting her stretched-out cheek.

“Hmph!” Milly’s eyes gained some determination, and she straightened out her body, her neck lining up with her mouth, and she began swallowing. I groaned in pleasure as she actually began deepthroating, swallowing me deeper into her cock-worshiping throat.

“Good~ girl.” I praised, rubbing her scalp as she managed to get halfway, but couldn’t as my glans hit the end of her esophagus. How she was breathing I had no clue. “Mm, impressive! Nobody’s been able to even get me this far. Might just keep you as my prized pet.” I commented started to throat fuck her as she moaned. I was gentle at first but then got rougher as she adjusted. She was jerking herself off as I ravaged her throat, and she came well before I did. “Hope you’re a hungry girl!”

“HM!” Milly eagerly squealed around my cock, and she gagged as I came. My massive loads stretched my dick and choked her as my payload went down her throat, bloating out her belly with each blast, and causing her to cum again, painting the bed white with her own cum.

“Oh~, there we go.” I moaned pulling out as I kept cumming, getting out of her mouth with a wet pop and soaking her in my seed. “Hm, what a beautiful portrait I painted.”

“*cough, gag* Th-thank you, Mistress.” Milly managed to get out between coughs and vomiting up a bit of my cum, which had bloated her stomach to look pregnant.

“Hm, I have something to do. I need to set up my shop, and I don’t want to break you just yet with the gift of fawns. I’ll come by your work tomorrow night too.” I told her, getting my pants up. “No panties,” I ordered her.

“Y-yes mistress! No panties!” Milly agreed excitedly and she cooed as I pet her between her antlers with a chuckle, and sauntered out, swaggering my wide hips as I went.

“Damn that sounded good. You didn’t break her right?” The bartender asked casually with that same lecherous grin.

“No, but she’s mine. Unless you want the treatment I gave her, I’d suggest leaving her alone to recover.” I suggested with a firm tone.

“Fine with me, I’m not a fan of sloppy seconds. I know a big bazooka when I see one. Glad I got those rooms charmed with self-cleaning, otherwise I’d need to replace the beds whenever a big bitch like you comes through.” She winked and I chuckled.

“Thanks, make sure she gets home alright will you?” I requested before strutting out the door, wiggling my tiny tail at her before I left. I walked a couple block before reaching another alley that was my ‘workshop.’ “Okay, that was...amazing? Disconcerting? Did I like that too much once I was in the act?” Zephyr was a surprisingly good coach on how to treat a sub without going too far, but it was more like two consenting adults practicing a role-play.

Though, fucking Zypher so much in practice has led her to be more than just a friend now. Anyway, this was me outright projecting myself as an Alpha Bitch and basically using Milly like a toy.

It was exhilarating! I mean, I’d prefer it without all the dominance games, but that was fun! Breaking her in disgusts me, but if it’ll make her more likely to quit her job and vanish in a flight of fancy so we don’t get another security boost worsening things for us, the better.

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The next morning I’d finished setting up my shop to sell Zephyr’s wares. This was to keep up the story I told Milly about being a drifting merchant, at least that was panning out like planned. It wasn’t even later in the morning and people were looking for me to buy stuff and asking what places I have been to. Guess Milly had talked to her friends and news of me being a traveler was spreading like wildfire, even the MPs looked interested in me in a more casual way as they inspected my ‘totally not a fake sales permit’.

The fact I laid on the domineering and lusty top-dog bitch act seemed to add to it, especially since I wasn’t being a flat-out bitch, y’know, the kind nobody sensible likes? I was just projecting the air that I’m not to be fucked with, but I don’t mind some byplay. I think I may have accidentally made a cow cream her pants when I threatened her with a brutal ass reaming for her having the gall to ask if I was stuffing my crotch. Fuck that was awesome.

“Did you hear about Milly? She found some major Alpha! This girl sounds like she was some predator that was once part of a Military project!” A Cow said from across the street. “Red fur, spiky antlers, and scales on her legs and arms! She must have been some dragon!” Oh? Sounds like the rumor mill has already gone spinning off the axel!

“I had heard she was some Dog and Wolfhound! Could she be the fabled Warbeast Project?!” Her friend prattled on before walking out of earshot.

“I heard she’s some former bird of prey like those phoenix birds!” Another commented.

This might be working out better than I thought. This rep could be used in other towns if the rumors keep spreading. The fact that something called the Warbeast Project exists was lending some over-exaggerated legendary status to me too. I would have to avoid talking about the rumors around the Military like the Colonel, but being vague of my origins and making me seem larger than life was leading me to being an enigma, a mystery. I already displayed my ‘legit’ ID to the MPs when they checked my ‘not fake’ sales permit, so the officials had absolutely nothing to be suspicious about.

Damn Zephyr is awesome. It was good luck I happened upon her when I did, otherwise, this whole gig would be so much harder to pull off.

Over the day, I sold most of the stock that Zephyr packed for me. I’ll have to resupply tonight after my rendezvous with Milly. In the course of the day, I did get several propositions for sex, which many I had to turn down because I had a stall to run, but when a few ladies gathered the moment I put the ‘out to lunch’ sign on my stall, I found myself having to pleasure three hungry ladies in an alley nearby. Thank gosh public sex is legal in the Caribou Forest Kingdom.

Still though, I didn’t bust my nuts, I’m saving up for a special lady tonight, as much as denying my orgasms ached. Once it reached evening, I locked the shelves behind the stall and put up the closed sign, sauntering over to Fillydelphia Medical Center to find my sexy pet.

“Ma’am, you really didn’t need to show the girls how tough you are,” Paddy said as I heard them nearby walking into the hospital. Carmine had a broken arm, bone sticking out of her forearm as she walked up to the hospital like it was nothing.

“Not like you don’t know how awesome I am Paddy!” Carmen chuckled. “Besides, the ER here has a former pony on staff and-CUTIE~! Whoa, you got big!” I sneered at her so easily somehow recognizing me. She must be some sort of wizard because there’s no way I smell the same as back then, so she must be identifying me by my magical presence.

“Are you sure it’s her Sir? She looks to have gone through The Project, or several pregnancies somehow.” Paddy said with suspicion, looking me up and down, her eyes shimmering with aqua light. That cinches it, the caribou do use magic, they just restrict most of it for the military. “She’s been put through the ringer of transfiguration magics. Are you alright ma’am? That couldn’t have been pleasant.”

“I ran across a hermit unicorn. He was a huge perv.” I grunted in reply and hefted my massive tits. “I miss being smaller up here, at least back then I could see my hooves.”

“Uh, we actually lost the guy actually helping us with one of the projects. Do you remember where this hermit is?” Carmine asked getting serious as she walked over, not even registering her limp arm. “We had to keep him a pony for damn sake of him not losing his focus on his task. Recently converted cows can’t go an hour without sex for the first month.” She grumbled.

“I was traveling along the coastal roads between manehattan and here when I was jumped by him. He tied me up and cast all sorts of spells on me, eventually turning me into this sexy beast you see now.” I winked and posed, easily being as tall as Carmine but bustier. “After a while, he said he had no use for me, and knocked me out. I woke up on the road and continued on my way here.”

“At least we have a lead on Gene Splicer then,” Paddy commented. “I’ll get some squads moving if you permit it, Ma’am.”

“Don’t bother, considering the distance on hoof between here and manehattan, he’ll be long gone into the wilderness. Order the search teams to extend the search into Hollow Shades Forest though. Thank you cutie.” Carmine looked down at my massive tits and licked her lips. “Say, how about we go on a da-ah! Paddy no! I just want a date! Not even right now!”

“Nope. You’re getting your arm fixed, and then you still have work to do. You have no time for this fantasy of yours of courtship and love!” Paddy declared sternly as she dragged the colonel away by the ear once more. “Be safe citizen!” Paddy declared, and I chuckled at the display. This meant that likely Milly would be stalled to fix Carmine’s arm, so I decided to loiter in an alley nearby.

Hm, is Carmine trying to court me like other races would do? Like Nighty would have if we weren’t hermit outcasts? Should I? Well, if she wasn’t one of the higher-ups directly in good standing with the King, I’d probably be willing to abduct her for questioning, maybe convert her like we did Nicole.

Musing on my polyamorous ways would have to wait, I need to report Gene Splicer to Nighty. I took a calming breath and took a small bracelet of beads from a back pocket. I hung it on one of the branches of my left antler and focused. It took a few minutes, but eventually, I could barely see an image of Nighty, in some dusty office searching through file cabinets. ‘Nighty.’

“Robin?” Nighty whispered, and then she looked around, spotting ‘me’ and then became serious. “What do you have?”

‘There is a unicorn scientist by the name Gene Splicer on the run. He was apparently key to a super soldier project the caribou call Warbeast. I was recognized by Colonel Carmine and Lieutenant Paddy, again, but was able to bullshit my way out of suspicion by making him a scapegoat. Apparently buff amazonians without years of successive pregnancies is the goal.’ I reported grimly.

“This is disturbing news. Thank you for letting me know immediately. How goes seducing Milly?” Nighty asked as she closed the drawer she was in and opened another one.

‘I’ve only had one passionate fling with her Nighty, I need more time than that!’ It takes more than one passionate night to form a relationship Nighty!

“Right, sorry. I forget not everyone is as hopelessly easy as you.” Nighty teased as she kept looking through files.

‘Shut up.’ I huffed in annoyance.

“Oh~ getting some backbone, are you? Well, regardless, keep up the good work.” At the dismissal, I ceased astral projecting and put away the beads, but Milly wasn’t off work yet. Okay, how long would this surgery last?

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About two hours into the night I saw my pet walking out of the hospital grumbling about military ruining her night. I let her pass and followed her down the road, thinking of surprising her. I watched her strutting down the street listening to her grumble about how the Military always interrupts her dates and how she’s always having to fix them up on overtime.

Guess not everyone is truly happy with the Status Quo of the Caribou, might be able to use that if we get the radio station up. I chuckled and made my pet jump, turn and look at me, blinking in shock.

“Hello my pet, I saw the Colonel walk into your workplace, even chatted her up. Figured you’d be busy so I waited.” I chuckled.

“Y-you waited for me?” Milly asked with awe as I approached her, and she cooed as I pet her on the scalp.

“You’re too cute to give up so easily. Besides, I’ve been ‘saving up’ for tonight. You remember to go commando?” I asked as I leaned down to eye-level, running my hands down her sides and grabbing her callipygian ass cheeks through her jeans, not feeling any underwear.

“Y-yes.” She mewled, looking at me, but unable to see anything besides my face and my massive breasts. I wasn’t kidding about that to the colonel, I am somewhat tired of not being able to see past them, but that’s another topic.

“Ah-ah, You’ll see the prize once we’re at the place I’m renting.” I chuckled picking her up and hoisting her over my shoulder, keeping her out of sight of my lower region with her ass next to my face, giving me the perfect position to rub her pussy through her jeans as I carried her to my temporary base like a sack of potatoes.

“Oh~ yes, Mistress~!” Milly lilted, reaching down my back and grabbing at my ass and tail.

“Please pet, call me Robin, or Lady Robin if you want.” I unzipped her fly and dug my fingers into her already sopping wet cunny, causing her to squeal.

“Yes, Lady Robin~!” She moaned as I rubbed and dug into her labia, following Zephyr’s directions to the ‘reserved’ studio apartment. A couple of MPs saw us as I basically paraded my prize through the night, the dutiful soldiers at least managing to check that this was entirely consensual. When Milly orgasmed and managed to confirm it was, they let us continue on. When we reached the studio, Milly was already tired and I’d fingered her to orgasm a couple more times.

“You tired pet? Do I need to bank my cum another day?” I teased her as I set her down on the queen-sized bed, the cow bonelessly flopping onto it and still having small aftershock spasms from her last moaning orgasm.

“N-no! I-I can still pleasure you Lady Robin!” Milly managed to get on her knees, hefting her tits and sticking out her tongue.

“No, no. Oral was the first time. The second time is practicing safe sex.” I reached into my cleavage, pulling out one of Tia’s magic condoms with a vicious grin. “If you thought I came a lot last night, I hope you’re as elastic as a born-and-bred caribou.”

“Ah~!” She moaned, excited at just my words, tugging on her nipples through her blouse and almost ripping said blouse right off.

“Good to see you so eager. Now, strip, slowly. I want a show~.” I purred at my pet, who nodded eagerly and then began to shimmy and slowly gyrate her whole body as she opened each button of her blouse with a grunt. When the blouse was open though, she didn’t take it off, she stood on the bed, and began giving me a belly dance, her nipples catching her blouse and holding just enough to hide them.

After a couple of turns, then she flashed them as she pulled the white top off, tossing it to the side. With the obstruction gone, she played with her breasts, licking her lips and getting herself primed again, sucking one of her nipples and still undulating her body as she played with the button of her jeans.

“Good pet~.” Oh, this was a turn on, I think my balls were swelling with my breasts as I undid my pants and looked over the smaller girl. I was slowly undressing as she did, only unbuttoning once she got off a piece of clothing. I didn’t bother to do anything with my top, my already massive basketball-sized jugs tearing my too-tight purple tube top in half, the sight of my swelling arousal turner her on, even more, her own breasts, already swollen, seeming to get just a bit bigger.

Our strip-tease was interrupted by our boners tearing through our flies though, and we both laughed as we shimmied our jeans off and stood naked in front of each other. “Now pet. I’m sure you know how to put one of these on.” I held out the condom to her and gestured to my monster 2-foot long dick.

“Yes!” She exclaimed with excitement as she took the condom and opened the wrapper. She then put it in her mouth and slipped her lips over my glans, beginning to work the magic rubber down my length, not needing much of a pause as she slipped me down her throat as deep as she could, then came back up, the clear rubber managing to reach three quarters of the way.

“Been practicing with the little time you had? Good girl.” I praised as I rubbed the rubber to firmly place it down to the base of my pillar of dick.

“I practiced with a bratwurst Lady Robin!” Milly declared proudly, turning around and presenting her dripping box as she got on her knees on the bed.

“Hm~. I like the thought of that.” I said with a deep growl before picking Milly up, spreading her legs as I lined up. “I think I’ll take you in one hard thrust.”

“W-wait~!” Milly screeched in sudden terror, and like a good Mistress, I stopped. “I-I’ve never taken someone as enormous as you Robin. P-please break me in slowly?”

“Hm~?” I hummed in thought, putting on a show to make her squirm even though that was the plan. I lowered her without answering and slowly worked her pussy around the tip of my phallus. “Well then, I guess it’s up to you and gravity.” I cooed, letting her move and do the work herself, moaning as she gyrated down onto me, her lubricant slicking the condom and helping her down.

“Oh~ this is so amazing~!” Milly declared as she thrust herself down, taking the first few inches of me. “You’re...bigger than...my biggest...toy!” Milly grunted as she thrust down again, taking the first half of me, bulging out her abdomen already.

“Hng, not even my last four pets could take me this deep,” I growled, intending to make her feel special and that I found her to have talent. Which honestly was true. Nicole, Zephyr, Tia, and Nighty were having issues with this monster. In the end, Nighty decided that as hot as being this enormous was, more than 20 inches was overkill. Part of this was to impress Milly enough that she decides I’m worth leaving her job and going on the road for. “Going to miss you once I leave.” I moaned.

“N-no~! S-stay with me! I have a great job! I make a lot of money!” Milly begged as she twisted and then somehow took the rest of me with a pull of her vaginal muscles, my cock distending her womb and belly out, poking the bottom of her breasts as she suddenly orgasmed, which was very difficult to weather through as I was I trying to edge off.

“Oh~!” I moaned, before craning my neck down and pulling her head up with a hand since my cock was supporting her now. I began kissing her passionately with my small-beach ball tits pressing in on our snouts, exploring her mouth as I thought of a reply that could be believed and would convince her to come with me. Aw, fuck it. “I c-can’t...stay~!” I groaned and then began dumping cum into the condom, and effectively her protected womb.

“Why~?” Milly whined and whimpered, rubbing her rapidly filling womb.

“I’m...I’m a rebel,” I admitted, feeling so ashamed of all this manipulation.

“H-huh? Obviously. You’re a-a-AH~! G-gypsy. Traveling. S-selling~!” Milly squealed as she experienced multiple orgasms while I filled her. “Y-you’re a rebel against society~!” Milly declared in excitement as if that alone was a turn-on for her.

“Hmph!” I grunted feeling the need to thrust as I rested her inflating belly on the bed, holding her hands lovingly. “No. I mean. I’m an insurgent trying to liberate the caribou people and their conquests from tyranny!” I thrust impulsively, Milly’s masterful cunt somehow wringing a second load out of me, my previously swollen balls starting to ache with emptiness.

“W-What?!” Milly yelped as I huffed, caressing and kissing her back as I stayed deep in her. “I-I get the caribou are jackasses, but isn’t rebelling just going to make things worse?”

“No. Because the king’s dynasty has hijacked their people’s genes, their thoughts, their very hearts, minds, and possibly souls. No caribou who religiously follows the crown is their own person. And that’s sick.” I declared looking her in her beautiful red eyes. I didn’t notice that until now. “How about you? Do you still remember who you were before? Are you still, deep down, Surgeon General?”

“I…” She began before looking confused. “I think I am?” Milly then began to look horrified and ill. “Oh...oh Hylia no! I can’t remember! I can’t...oh goddess!” Milly started hyperventilating, but I interrupted her by kissing her and hugging her tightly, even as she was held up by a pregnant-with-twins belly.

“I’m here,” I told her, hugging her as I slipped out of her pussy, once my 2-foot bitch breaker was out of her, I began cuddling her. The condom did it’s magic and sealed itself, only slightly poking out of her lower lips. “I’m here, I’ll take you someplace that might help, but we have to follow a plan, one that leaves the least suspicion.”

“I...yes. I want to be free. I want to be me. Not...not this brainless bitch. I may still be a doctor, but before the change, I had dignity. This is great, don’t get me wrong, but this isn’t me.” Milly rubbed her sides and moaned. “Wow...you came a lot. Hm, I think I can use this.”

“Hm?” How can she use a fuckton of cum?

“I can claim that my new Mistress pumped me full and I want to get close to the sire of my fawns, but your job has you constantly traveling. I can take an extensive leave of absence, and then later declare I’ve decided to quit and live happily with my new wife.” Milly informed me and rocked on her belly, giggling. “Whoa! This is fun!”

“Sounds similar to the plan we had come up with.” I chuckled at the similarities making her blink and blush.

“Y-you were actually going to...” Milly looked unsure of what to feel, but I’m done playing around.

“On the seventh day if you hadn't been decided yet,” I informed her. “As a last resort. I don’t like using kids as tools to manipulate, but in my work, I may have to Milly.”

“Surgeon. My name is Surgeon General.” Milly, sorry, Surgeon insisted and I beamed at her determined expression.