Night of the Booty Harvest
Garry Berry looked at his phone and gave a happy smile. He couldn’t believe his luck. Zecora, one of the hottest mares in the city was calling him! The zebra was something of a local celebrity. She had moved into town three years ago in order to start a modeling career at the local university, of which she had been quite successful, earning her well-deserved reputation as a hot and horny mare. Garry had taken quite a few classes with her, and had become mild friends with her. And though he would never say it to her face, he found her to be very sexy. He answered his phone and gave a happy grin. "Hello?" He said in a chipper tone of voice.
"Hello, my Berry friend. It's Zecora, you see. And I was wondering if you'd come over for tea?" Garry heard the zebra on the other end of the phone, speaking in the distinct rhyming style she was known for.
Garry had always found that aspect of her to be quite sexy. Inside that curvaceous body of hers was a cunning mind, able to come up with perfect rhythms on the fly. He knew that there were hundreds of stallions that would jump at the opportunity to spend just one night with her. And Garry was no different. "Sure thing, Zecora!” He gave an excited thumbs up. “I’ll be right over!"
"I'll be sure to meet you soon, I will have the tea ready at noon." Zecora hung up the phone. She then grinned and began rubbing her hands together, looking devilishly at her cabinet full of potions.
Garry hung up his phone and headed over to her home, a newfound spring in his step as he realized he wouldn’t be spending the weekend evening alone. He looked over his suit and hoped he looked formal enough, but Zecora was always pretty easy-going. She probably wouldn’t care what he wore. Even still, he made sure to brush his mane back and put on some cologne before walking up to her door. “Okay, Garry. You got this!” He pepped himself up before knocking.
Zecora arrived to the door wearing a short blue tank top and a pair of denim shorts, which showed off her wide sun-patterned hips and bare midriff. Those juicy hips were always more than enough to make Garry wet when he was in college, but now he found them irresistible, as if they had doubled in size since he had last seen them. "Ah, excellent, you're finally here. I was wondering when you were going to appear. Come in, relax and take a seat. Can I offer you something to eat?"
Garry shook his head and gave a goofy smile. “Oh, no thanks. I’m good for food. Just had lunch and all. But thanks.” He walked into the home taking a seat at the table. “I love your outfit by the way. It’s very sexy.” He grinned.
"Thank you. I'm not the most used to wearing attire, for my homeland is hotter and drier." Zecora snapped her bra strap and gave a seductive wink. "But enough talk about clothing and me, I need to ask what would you like in your tea?" She smirked.
“Oh my… Blep...” Garry froze up as he heard the snap of her bra and his face went a tiny bit red. Zecora was drop-dead gorgeous, and she clearly knew it. Garry could feel a tightening sensation in his pants, and it was all he could do to keep a straight face. “Oh.. I'm a really basic stallion when it comes to tea. I’ll take something plain and simple...” He said without thinking, his mind clearly focused on other things.
Zecora walked into the kitchen, making sure to saunter her hips back and forth to arouse the stallion further. "Oh really? That's quite the bland position." She pulled a light blue potion out of her cabinet and subtly added it to the drink with a malevolent smirk on her muzzle, making sure her booty was still shaking to keep the stallion’s attention off her hands. "Are you certain you'd rather have no additions?"
“Oh jeeze… Erm...” Garry gulped, concerned that the zebra might find him basic and lame if he just asked for something simple. “W-well what else do you have to offer? I might could be tempted into trying something more exotic!” He sheepishly rubbed his mane.
“Oooh… I have just the brew for thee. I’ll brew you up some leyline tea. It’s a magical type of beverage, you know? Hence why it gives off a faint glow. You ponyfolk may find it quite sour, as it is made from a bitter dark flower. I think some sugar and milk would do it a favor. And help to hide any unwanted flavor." Zecora poured some sweetener into the tea in order to mask the both the bitter taste of the magic-amplifying tea, and the potion she had secretly added to it. She gave a happy nicker, before walking back out into her living room with tea for both of them. "I do apologize for the delay, but I promise this brew will blow you away." She smirked, handing Garry the spiked tea.
“Heheh. Thanks, Zecora. And here’s to your future as a wonderful model.” Garry raised his tea.
“Oh no, thank you, old chum. This will be the start of great things to come.” Zecora chuckled and raised her tea up as well.
“I’m sure it will be.” Garry happily took a sip of the tea and swished it around in his mouth to enjoy the odd, tingling sensation, which seemed to cause his whole body to shiver. “Oh wow! You weren’t kidding! This is some great tea!” He gave a thumbs up.
Zecora smirked as she watched him drink the tea. "Heheh. It's a personal brew. One that has always served me true. Whenever I'm feeling down in the dump, I brew some up, and have over a chump." She looked up as Garry started to blink his eyes.
“Oohhh wow...” Garry yawned and gently set down his tea cup, which was starting to feel heavier and heavier in his hand. “That brew has some real kick to it...” He groaned, his clothes feeling looser and looser around him as his mind filled with fatigue. “Really… Really puts ya to sleep...” Garry groaned, his vision going all blurry.
“It’s okay, my Berry guest. Go ahead and get some rest.” Zecora grinned. “The time for tea is over and done. Now it is time we have some real fun!”
“What do ya mean by that, Zecora?” Garry gave a deep yawn. “I don’t feel so go...” He slumped forward and lost consciousness.
Garry coughed as he slowly opened his eyes. He could tell he was no longer in the same location, as he had gone from a well-lit living room to a darker bedroom. He also noticed the lack of clothes on his body, and looked down to see he was on some sort of mattress. “Ooooghhh… Man… That tea had more kick than I thought…” He blinked and rubbed his tired eyes, before looking over his body for scars. “I hope that zebra didn’t take my kidney...”
“I haven’t messed with your guts or gore. I have other plans in store.” Garry looked up to see the zebra looming over him. But she was massive now, easily a hundred feet tall compared to him. She rested her hand under her chin and gave him a bemused look.
“Gyah! Zecora! What the hell!? Why are you so… huge?” Garry backed up in fear, but he quickly realized there was nowhere to go besides the edges of the bed. A fall that would be very painful, if not fatal at his diminutive size.
“I’m not massive, you’re just small.” A look of smug satisfaction came over Zecora's face as she looked over Garry’s naked body. “And do take care not to fall.” She gently grabbed his leg and pulled him back from the edge of the bed.
“Zecora… I...” Garry gulped and looked up at the zebra, his eyes drawn to the large canyon nestled inside her blue tank top. He knew the zebra now had absolute control over him and could end him at any moment, and yet his sex drive wanted her something fierce, his massive cock erupted out of its sheath nearly to his chest.
"Ooooh… What's the matter, Garry? Are you scared? Your fear is causing you to be quite flared." Zecora looked in between Garry’s nude legs and noticed that all the adrenaline had made him quite erect. She reached down and gently touched the tip of it, feeling a tiny bead of pre forming at the end of it.
"Y-yeah... a tiny bit… I think, Ahhh!” Garry gasped in pleasure and surprise as the zebra started to toy with his erect cock.
"Your body may be nice and shrunk, but your member still seems to have a lot of spunk." Zecora slowly and tenderly stroked the very tip of his sensitive penis, like one might play with a doll. “My oh my… It’s a fine old dick, look at it pulse, virile and thick!”
“Zecora! You really don’t have to… Ahhh!” Garry was helpless to do anything to stop her. He let outs a moan, feeling his balls churning away with cum as the zebra gently stroked him. It was easily some of the most sensual pleasure his penis had ever felt, and Zecora was barely having to do anything to him. “Oooghhh… Zecora… Ahhh… F-f-fuck that feels so good...” He began to pant, his tiny body becoming coated with sweat and precum.
"Ooooh... Your cock is strong and genuine. But..." Zecora leaned in close and whispered to him. "How do you think it stacks up against mine...?" She purred softly, pulling her finger away right before Garry was about to cum.
“Yours!?” Garry’s eyes widened in shock. “Zecora! What are you talking about!?” He gulped in fear, horrified that there was much more to his old college buddy than met the eye.
“Something thick, girthy and stout. But worry not, you’ll soon find out!” The zebra stood up off the bed and removed her tank top, letting her volleyball-sized breasts sway freely. She casually tossed the tank-top down next to Garry, before reaching down and slowly lowering her pants.
“Oh my god! What the hell!” Garry screamed, his eyes going glassy from shock and his penis twitching wildly as the amount of adrenaline in his already frantic system tripled.
In between the zebra’s legs was a thick, white cock. And not just any cock. The biggest cock Garry had ever seen, regardless of scale. Sure, Garry’s own penis measured at a very generous fifteen inches, which was usually more than enough to get the mares swooning. But Zecora’s penis was an absolute monster, measuring a whopping three feet in length! She sat down on the bed and slowly stroked the length of her massive white member, which was already leaking with copious amounts of precum. She moved her gargantuan stallionhood above Garry and let out a wicked grin. "Time to play my little Berry toy. Let's see how you hold up against a real boy!"
“Zecora, this is insane! It’s me, Garry! You can’t just...” He started to rant and plead for his life, only for the zebra’s balls to gurgle so loudly they sounded like a toilet flushing as the several gallons of cum inside of them sloshed around.
"Who you are is of no matter, for against my cock, you’d be a splatter. You know I could crush your little body with ease. So tell me, what do you think of these?" Zecora gave her balls a firm squeeze, coaxing more precum up her hyper-aroused shaft.
Garry’s face was blistering red with sweat as he watched the zebra tenderly playing with her massive cock and balls. He began to cough and sputter as he started to breathe in the full force of the zebra’s musk. “Th-they’re huge! Each one is probably twice the size of me! And don’t get me started on your...” He looked up, seeing her monstrous dick undulating above him. "Your cock..."
“Do you like it? I know I do. But it doesn’t matter, because it likes you!” Zecora laughed and let her shaft fall forward on top of Garry, pinning his tiny body beneath her tanker-truck of a cock.
“Oh blep...” Garry whimpered. He could feel all of its weight coming down on him and crumpled beneath the cock instantly. He felt like he just got hit by a car, and started to weakly struggle under the giant penis, trying to push it off of himself with no luck. He felt a wet, squishy sensation against his head, and wondered if the impact had caused him to bleed slightly. But then he smelled it and saw a trickle of clear fluid drip from his mane, and he quickly realized what the fluid was. Precum. The zebra’s urethra was just above him and was absolutely soaking his mane in precum!
“Now you are saturated with my pre, proving that you belong to me!” Zecora declared, her fat balls gurgling in agreement.
It was all Garry could do to keep himself from crying. He felt utterly dominated by the massive zebra, who could pin him down with just her penis. Tears started to stream down his face, washing off a minute amount of the precum that utterly soaked his fur.
Zecora lifted her cock up, grabbing Garry and firmly pressing him against the side of her aching shaft. "Ooooh, yes, my little pet. You're going to help make me wet." She moved a finger in behind his squirming head, pressing the side of his face against her cock while more and more pre continued to leak down on his mane.
“No! You can’t do this to me, Zecora! I’m not a toy! I’m a pony! I’m a pony! Somepony help me!” Garry screamed at the top of his lungs, though deep down, he knew no one would hear his yells.
Zecora moved her pinky finger down to Garry’s balls and started massaging them between her massive finger and the side of her cock. She started rubbing Garry’s entire body against the length of her shaft, fountains of precum billowing down the tip and onto poor Garry’s head.
“Zecora! You can’t…” Garry sputtered as more and more of her salty fluids started to soak his tiny body. He shut his eyes tight in order to keep the stinging fluid out of them, all while squirming and flailing with as much freedom of movement as the zebra allowed him. “Bleh… You’re a sick mare! You know… You wont get away with -gyah!” He felt the zebra squeeze him harder, her panting getting deeper and more frantic as she rubbed him against her shaft. At this point, Garry hoped she was still in control of her sexual impulses, otherwise he was afraid his body might burst open and become lube for her.
“You can cling to hope, even a tiny amount. But I will not be held to account.” Zecora panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth and her eyes rolling back in her head. Garry could feel Zecora's grip getting tighter and her moans of joy becoming more feverish as she vigorously rubbed him up and down against her shaft, moaning and gasping as her pleasure within reached its peak.
“Gyah!” Garry screamed as he felt his lower ribs cracking, making him squirm in pain. Another shower of cum erupted from Zecora’s cock head, coating Garry’s whole body, and yet still she continued to moan. “Z-z-zecora… you’re crushing me...” He pleaded, precum filling up his mouth.
"Hnnnnghh... My cock is leaking like a hose! F-f-fuck me... I'm very close..." Zecora shook with joy, her sexual instincts now completely dominating her cruel rational mind, to the point where she couldn’t have stopped even if she wanted to. Her cock was in control now, and her cock demanded that Garry pleasure her.
By this point, Garry couldn't even complain. He was gulping down the pre already in his mouth, sputtering and praying he wouldn't drown. His struggles got more and more frantic as another two of his ribs cracked. Though he realized that his weak squirms were no doubt only turning the zebra on, he knew that unless Zecora came soon, he would be crushed against her cock. “Hnnngh… Please cum...” He grunted through closed teeth.
"Oooohhh… So fucking full my balls are becoming… Now there is nothing to stop me… I'm cumming!" Zecora gasped, her hand pumping feverishly as no less than a gallon of thick zebra jizz exploded from her cock. She moaned deeply and her eyes rolled back, all while her penis spasmed and sprayed out cum like a fire-hose. "Hnnngh... Yesssss... More and then some! My cock is producing sooooo much... cum..." She held Garry firm to her shaft, her rubbing mercifully slowing down as she coaxed the last vestiges of pleasure out of her incredible orgasm.
Garry stopped his struggling and went limp. He was beyond exhausted and did not resist as the huge load of cum washed over him, coating every inch of his body with the zebra’s thick juices. He could feel his sore body being pulled away from Zecora’s penis and brought up to her callous eyes, but being beneath her gaze was much better than being against her cock.
"Ohhhh... Gods... That was epic. I knew you were a good toy to pick." Zecora panted, reaching down to clear the cum from Garry’s face so he wouldn’t suffocate on her cum. “You simply made me feel divine. And you did it all with an un-shattered spine!” She blew him a kiss and gave his cock another gentle rub, though if he were to orgasm, she’d never know it, as he was soaked head to toe in her cum.
Garry just stared up at Zecora, helpless to do anything in her grasp even if he did have the energy left to still move. It took him a few bleary moments of coughing up cum, but eventually he managed to work up the energy to speak to her. "Okay, Zecora…” He panted and groaned weakly. “Y-you’ve had your fun… You… You can let me go now...”
"Oh yes, I've had my fun. But your usefulness has just begun."Zecora turned around and showed off her thick, striped booty. "I'm always looking for more size and mass, so I think I'll absorb you into my ass!" She lay on her belly and raised Garry above her buttocks.
"What!?" Garry’s jaw dropped and his eyes went wide in absolute horror. He started to struggle in her grip again, even though it caused him a great deal of pain to do so. “No! Oh god, P-please, no! P-please anything but that!"
"Sorry, Garry. You did wonders in sating my sex drive, but I just can't let you go and survive." Zecora raised her tail and moved the cum-soaked Garry against her pucker, which eagerly opened up to accept his horrified face. “When it comes to improving my fitness, I cannot afford to leave any witness!”
Garry screamed and started to push against the pucker with his arms, hoping that would slow his fate and he might just be able to bargain with the cruel zebra. "No! P-please! You don’t have to do this! I promise I wont tell anyone! Not a word!" He yelled, his eyes becoming terrified pinpricks as he realized the last thing he would ever see was the inside of Zecora’s ass.
"Nice try, but no mercy for the weak, once you're inside, you'll never speak." Zecora moaned once more as she felt Garry flailing against her pucker. Ironically enough, his frantic squirming only served to arouse her, sucking Garry further inside her anal tight hole. “Ooooh… Still, I’m most glad we met. You’re really good at making me wet.”
Garry could do nothing as Zecora’s anal muscles sucked him deeper and deeper into her depths. As it ‘glorped’ around his waist, his penis got stuck in the powerful ring of muscle, which tenderly massaged it, causing Garry to finally orgasm, adding a tiny spark of joy to his tortured existence. The cum from his climax dripped down onto Zecora’s pussy inches below him, further adding to the natural lube that coated her marehood.
Zecora reached back beneath her balls and started to massage her fluttering pussy, not wanting to neglect her femininity after treating her cock to such an incredible orgasm, her two fingers rubbing her feminine flesh, giving them the sensual stimulation they deserved. “Oh yes… Such joy and bliss… I do believe I’ve earned all of this…”
Garry’s legs stopped flailing as he completely ran out of energy, and his cum-coated body was sucked inside up to his knees. He could hear Zecora moaning, and the movement of her fingers in the fleshy cave right beneath him, but he was so weak he could do very little besides drool on the floor of her anus and weakly twitch his fingers.
With one last lewd slurp, Garry vanished inside Zecora's plump rear forever, leaving nothing left but a film of the Zebra’s natural lube. Zecora moaned and her pussy exploded with feminine juices, which slowly dripped all over her fat, churning balls. “Aaaaah!” She moaned, her tongue lolling out once more as her mind was wracked with pleasure. She looked down at her soaked mattress, coated with both cock cum and mare juices. "Ohhhh... Man, what a tide. But I'm glad I could appease both my sides." She wiggled her rear and slowly pulled her wet fingers out of her vagina.
Garry tumbled around inside her anus as she shook her rear, disorienting the incoherent stallion. Garry had no idea where he was, just that he was inside Zecora, and that this would be the last place he saw in his life. And sure enough, he was right. As he slipped into those tight bowels, he slowly lost consciousness. He felt himself being sucked deeper and deeper into Zecora, until he couldn't tell where she began and he ended. And then he felt denim sliding over him and realized, he had become two inches of fat on Zecora's rear and her tight jeans hugged her all the more snugly. Zecora had absorbed him, and was now wearing his cutie mark as a trophy beneath her own! “Oh my… This is new.” Zecora rubbed the green puzzle-piece and question mark symbol on her flank. “Looks like there’s a little something left of you. I guess the cutie mark will survive, if I absorb my prey alive.” Zecora smacked her new cutie mark, making Garry’s essence inside her butt groan in discomfort.
But Zecora would not be satisfied with simply absorbing one pony. She wouldn’t stop until her booty was the sexiest in all the land. The zebra walked over to the phone and dialed it. "Hello, Mocha. It's a fine day, would you like to come over to play?" She rubbed her booty with her free hand as she got ready to lure yet another victim.
TWO WEEKS LATER
“Ladies and gentlecolts, it is my honor to announce the winner of this years Annual Booty Boogaloo Championship!” The judge announced into the microphone.
The dozens of naked mares all around murmured among themselves. Many of them were quite pessimistic, and were checking out each other’s buttocks and comparing them to their own in an imaginary contest of who would win an hypothetical fourth-place contest. A changeling named Ganglion had managed to win third place. And silver had gone to Autumn Blaze from the Kirin lands, but when it came to who would win first place, there was no doubt. The mares knew who the winner was going to be before the contest had even started. After all, how many other nine-foot-tall, futa zebra were there with buttocks as big and thick as a tire?
“Zecora!” The judge announced, much to the surprise of nopony.
The giant zebra stood up from the crowd of mares and grinned at the pool of losers behind her. “No need to get tears in your eyes, at least you’ll win a consolation prize!” Zecora laughed before walking up to the stage to get her booty ribbon. Or at least, next to the stage, as she and judge stood at the same height, despite Zecora being on the ground and the judge being boosted an additional three feet by the stage. “Go ahead and put it here, right in the middle of my perfect rear!” She showed off her ass to the crowd once more, showing there were dozens of cutie marks plastered all over her ass seemingly at random. Ranging from Strawberries, to chocolate bars, to stars, to gears, to beer. It seemed like one would have an easier time guessing what her booty didn’t have on it.
“Congratulations, Zecora! Another medal for the old collection, huh?” The judge chuckled and placed the magically adhesive ribbon on her rump, which she then shook around for the crowd, causing her flaccid cock to leak a pattern of jizz all over the floor.
The audience burst into applause, cheers, and public displays of arousal. While the mares from the losers pool clapped passive-aggressively while grumbling among themselves.
“She’s gotta be cheating… Does she really expect us to believe she’s naturally nine feet tall!?” A green unicorn mare snipped.
“And her cock too!? Disgusting! This is a contest for mares, not oversized futa freaks of nature like her! And yet her thirsty fanboys just eat it up.” Another model sulked. “Pathetic losers...”
“And all those cutie marks too. Where the hell did she get those!?” Said a third. “Most ponies only have a single pair!”
The applause quieted down, and with it, the angry complaints from the zebra’s jealous competition.
“Congratulations on another victory Zecora. You’re well on your way to becoming the sexiest mare in all of Equestria at this rate!” The judge gave an excited smile. “Can you tell us what your secret for bulking up your booty so quickly has been!?”
“Well...” Zecora looked back and her rear and smirked. “Having perfect genetics is a good perk, but the real thing is takes is a little… Teamwork...” She laughed, smacking her rear and feeling the souls inside her ass stirring to life once more, screaming in horror as they continued to live their thankless existences inside Zecora’s ass for the sole purpose of plumping up her rear and stroking her ego. The amazonian zebra began to leak cum like a faucet, much to the delight of her fans and the disgust of her critics.
As she sauntered away with her new trophy, a lone pegasus reporter flew up beside her. “Zecora! Zecora!” He pulled a notepad out of his jacket and smiled. “You say it takes a lot of teamwork to make you this big and sexy. But you never told the public who your trainers are! They must be some incredible ponies to have shaped you into the goddess you are!”
“Oh yes. They’ve done wonders for my rear. That’s why I always keep them quite near.” Zecora grinned and lovingly stroked her naked ass.
“And yet they’ve never been seen in the public with you. Would you be willing to give me an interview with them? No cameras, of course. I understand you wanting to keep them a secret.” The pegasus said hopefully.
A smug grin came over Zecora’s face and she gave the pegasus a condescending pat. “Oh sure… I could let you meet the group. I’m sure it’ll be a real inside scoop...” She licked her lips and her precum flow tripled, to the point where it looked like she was having a near constant orgasm, despite her penis being flaccid.
“Then I’ll meet you at your apartment, Mrs. Zecora. Here’s my number, Zecora! Please text me your hotel address and I’ll meet you at midnight! Try to keep things discreet though. I don’t want the riff-raff knowing about this.” He handed her his business card.
“That is probably most wise. I too would rather avoid public eyes.” Zecora laughed.
“Thanks, Zecora! You’re the best!” The pegasus smiled back, before flying off excitedly.
Zecora looked down at her booty, which was quivering sensually as the souls inside knew what was going to happen. “Well well well, my lovely rear end. It looks like we’ll be making ourselves a new friend!” She hummed to herself and happily walked back to her apartment, now sporting a massive hard-on.
