Author's Note
Do I need to say that I don't condone or endorse rape and having sex with children? Because I don't. It disgusts me that things like that happen, and I hope it disgusts you too. That doesn't mean you're not allowed to enjoy this.
With that said, I do believe I'm going to Hell for having written this. But those Hearthstone packs don't buy themselves.
Filly's Night Out
Sweetie Belle sat behind a pillar in one of the many hallways of Twilight's castle, hiding from the distracted gaze of a tired guard. She hadn't expected there to be so much security, but she'd thankfully managed to sneak by all of it unnoticed that far. She knew she wouldn't get a better chance though. More guards would be coming, and they wouldn't be as tired as those ones. And Tartarus knew what kind of magic they'd use on her to make her forget what she'd come so close to having.
She had to act then, and couldn't wait. It would have been a lot easier without the burning need in her loins to touch herself. She had to be thankful the guards were as tired as they were, otherwise they probably would have noticed the trail of arousal she'd left on the crystal floor. But she couldn't afford to lose her focus and get caught because she'd started masturbating in the corridor. Otherwise, she'd never get to them again.
The images of those thick, long shafts still filled her mind, along with the delicious smell and taste of their seed. She needed to taste them again. She needed to go beyond simply tasting them. She hadn't been given a real chance to feel those big cocks fill her holes the way they were supposed to, and now the need for it was driving her crazy. She needed imp cock, and she needed it as soon as possible, she couldn't wait anymore.
Just what had they been thinking anyway? Why had they been hiding and running away and fighting back? And Scootaloo had even had her mind changed to return her to how she was before. It was madness! She was terrified Twilight or one of the others would do the same to her, and she would forget how wonderful imps really were. If only other ponies could see the light like her and stop trying to fight back. Giving in felt so much better, and she wouldn't let them hold her back.
A short, metallic ding resonated in the corridor. Sweetie looked from behind the pillar, and saw the guard lying with his head against the wall, eyes closed, beginning to snore. With short and careful steps, she walked past the armour-clad stallion and towards the exit, making sure not to wake him up again. Then she quietly pushed the door, just enough to slip through, and slid out into the night. The guards outside were not particularly less tired, and it was easy to circle the castle while hiding in the bushes and then dart away while one of them was distracted.
The town was mostly empty, save for a couple of patrolling guards she easily avoided. She didn't see much of it though. She was busy running, as fast as she could. She just couldn't help herself. She was desperate, absolutely desperate to get more of those delicious imp cocks, to finally feel what it was like to be bred by them. She needed to get to them as fast as she could. She didn't even feel the soreness in her little legs, she was just too focused on finding what she was looking for.
She arrived at the edge of town sweaty, and short of breath. Her throat was sore and her chest hurt a little, and only now that she wasn't running anymore did she become aware of it all. But it still didn't matter, the burning in her loins was far more of a bother than anything else. She certainly hadn't stopped because she was feeling tired, she'd have kept running through the town if needed. But there was no Ponyville left.
In front of her, past a small patch of grass, was the edge of the Everfree Forest itself. Sweetie Belle hesitated. Would it not be dangerous to go there? Sure, the imps had probably run there to hide, but there were many other creatures hiding in the forest. What if she found some other monster? Like a big angry timberwolf, or a large and strong bugbear, or those bee-girls, or that giant tentacle monster that had captured Rainbow...
The filly bit down on her lips to suppress a moan, and barely stopped a hoof from reaching down to her nethers. In her addled state, the prospect of one of those monsters taking her and filling up all her holes just made her more excited, and even the forest's usual creatures were tempting to her. She needed to be filled, and if she found one of them she'd just lift up her pretty little plot and let them pound away until she lost her mind.
Giggling to herself, the little unicorn carelessly trotted past the border and into the forest. Ominous sounds of things moving in the dark resonated all around her, and any sane pony would have feared for their life in her situation. But to her, those steps and growls were nothing more than the promise of a creature that would take her and rut her little virgin filly pussy until she couldn't stand up anymore. Of course, imps were what she was looking for, but she wasn't going to pass up on any kind of cock if the chance presented itself.
Fortunately for her, she found what she was searching. Just as she was starting to wonder what a timberwolf's dick would look like, she heard a couple of voices nearby. Moving towards the sound, she peeked over a bush, and saw a couple of imps talking to each other in a clearing. As soon as she was sure of it, she dashed through the plant and ran towards the two little demons, practically throwing herself on her knees as she reached them and looking at the two with pleading eyes, panting.
Startled by the sudden commotion, the two imps went into a defensive stance as they took a moment to realise what had actually happened. When they finally decided they weren't in any kind of danger, they returned to a more relaxed position and began to study the filly sat in front of them like a dog. They looked between each other, then to Sweetie Belle, who meanwhile did nothing other than stare at the two and twitch in place.
"Say," one of the two began to say, squaring the unicorn up and down, "isn't this the one we coated in cum back in town this afternoon?"
"I think she is, actually," the other replied. He clicked his tongue, and cocked his head. "Pretty sure it's her, yeah. No idea how she got here though, I thought they'd gotten her away."
Sweetie Belle, unable to wait any longer, lit her horn and levitated both of the imps' loincloths up, exposing their dicks. Her mouth began to water at the sight, and the smell made her mind fog up with lust even more. Losing control of herself, she turned and pressed her face on the ground, lifting up her small filly plot. "Fuck me, please!" she begged the creatures.
The first imp looked at her for a moment, then shook his shoulders. "Well, I'm not about to look a gift filly in the mouth." He moved to behind Sweetie Belle, and lifted up his cock, aiming for her entrance. "In fact, I'd much rather focus on what's behind the other set of lips." He drew back, preparing to slam his hips into hers, and-
"Wait a second!" the other stopped him.
The first imp froze in place, his cock just a hair's breadth away from entering Sweetie's pussy. "What?" he asked, turning to his companion.
Squirming on the ground, Sweetie Belle desperately tried to push back her plot and get the imp's cock inside her, but all that did was tease her pussy lips and make her even hornier.
"This filly was saved, right? And now she's here, so that means she must have run away by herself, before they had time to purify her," the imp explained, a disgusted inflection joining his tone at the mention of purification.
The first imp stared at him for a moment. "And?"
"And that means she's probably still a virgin."
"Oh." The imp looked between Sweetie's squirming frame and the other demon. "And?"
The second imp groaned, rubbing a hand over his forehead in frustration. "Okay, listen for a moment. We've already got a bunch of fillies back at the camp. But virgins are rare. So what if, instead of fucking this one like those back there, we brought her to the boss as a present?"
The first imp pondered his words for a moment. "And that would mean... not fucking her, right?"
"Yes."
"Not even in the ass or mouth?"
"Yes."
The imp looked down for a moment. "But I-"
"Oh come the fuck on, think with your brain and not with your dick for once. You couldn't give less of a shit about whether she was a virgin or not, you just want a hole to fuck. But to the boss? That's worth something. We'll gain a lot more in the long run if we bring her to him instead."
The imp stayed silent for a moment, then sighed. "Fine." He let his dick fall back down, and stepped away from the young unicorn.
Disappointed, Sweetie turned back towards them. "But I want to get fucked!"
"Relax," the second imp stepped in, before the first changed his mind again and ruined their only decent shot at a promotion. "You'll get fucked, you just need to follow us for a bit. In fact, you'll love it, the boss has two dicks and they're even bigger than ours."
Sweetie perked up at the news. "Really?" She began to salivate a the thought of being spread wide by those thick imp cocks. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go!" she said, frantically trotting up and down in place.
"Over here," the smarter imp said, and the three began to walk through the forest.
"So where are you taking me?" Sweetie Belle asked along the way.
"To our camp," the imps replied.
Silence remained for a while.
"And what's it like?" Sweetie asked, eventually.
"We keep all the fillies we can find there, and keep fucking them all day long. We like to keep the fillies because they're tight, plus they're easier to transport and we don't have to leave them behind like the grown mares," the imps explained.
"Oh..."
The three kept walking a bit more, the sounds of their steps only coloured by the wet squelching coming from between the filly's thighs.
"Will I be fucked all day long too?" Sweetie asked, as they took a turn to the right.
"You will. But only after out boss has fucked you first."
Sweetie Belle let out a dreamy, wistful sigh of longing, and pursed her lips into a moan. "How long until we get there?"
"We're here, actually," the imps replied, moving a bush to reveal a slope leading into a clearing, filled with imps and fillies alike.
Sweetie dashed forward, and stood at the top of the slope, looking down. The sight made drool run down the corners of her mouth, and the smell of sex drifting up to her made her virgin pussy wink in need. Led by the two imps, she walked down to the camp and through it, and it took all of her self control not to jump in the first ongoing orgy she found. There were so many fillies there, pretty much every one of her classmates. She saw Toola Roola and Coconut Cream kissing each other as four imps pounded their behinds, two for each filly. A few steps further, Kettle Corn was getting her throat stuffed full of imp cum, and next to her Twist was taking an imp's cock up her ass as a mixture of imp cum and her own fluids gushed out from her momentarily empty pussy.
"You guys sure cum a lot," she commented, observing the fillies' large and bloated bellies. "How many time does one of you need to cum before you fill up a filly that much?"
"Oh, that?" one of the imps asked. "Those fillies are actually pregnant. Those are imp babies inside them, ready to pop out."
Sweetie Belle gasped at the news. She looked back at the other ponies, then her eyes almost rolled back into her head and she moaned, pressing her thighs together as liquid arousal shot out from her sex. She just couldn't wait a moment longer to be filled with imp cum and have her belly balloon out like that with her baby imps.
After a little more time spent walking, the three finally reached the centre of the camp. There, Sweetie Belle let out a squeal and almost came on the spot at the sight of what awaited her. A tall, muscular imp-like creature, similar to the one she'd caught sight of having his way with Twilight, sat on a makeshift throne, his wings folded against his back. Sweetie had to do a double take when looking at his crotch, to make sure she wasn't seeing double. On each of his two impressively large canine cocks was a filly, speared fully onto it and moaning in ecstasy.
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, Sweetie realised as they got closer, were both screaming incoherently, their eyes rolled back into their heads. The sound of their small plots hitting the demon's hips resonated through the camp, and the smell of sex coming from them was intoxicating to the little unicorn walking towards them. Their accessories had been long discarded, and their manes hang free, matted with sweat and imp cum.
The Imp Lord held a hand around each of the fillies, pumping them up and down his shafts like toys. His knots plopped in and out of their vaginas, with a snapping sound that made Sweetie drool from both sets of lips. The outline of his members was clearly visible from outside as he stretched the two young foals wide, filling their sexes completely and making them bulge so much that the two looked like holes for his cocks first and ponies second. Their small filly bodies were practically dwarfed by the size of his twin dicks.
With an animalistic grunt, the Imp Lord began to move the two fillies faster along the length of his members, and the two began to scream louder than before. His thrusts became more violent and his rhythm less consistent, and spit and drool was thrown around from the fillies' mouths as they were pushed up and down on his shafts. With another grunt, the imp violently pulled down on their small bodies and slammed them down to the bases of his cocks, filling them up with his knots.
Then, with a howl, he began to cum inside them. The little fillies started to scream again as their bellies began to bloat with seed, and soon their squeals grew so high in pitch that their voices just gave out. Pressure kept building up in the two ponies' tight little cunts, which were expanding to a size bigger than the rest of their bodies. With every shot of cum the imp fired, their bodies shook and their bulging bellies rippled, the outstretched skin shivering as even more cum entered them.
Sealed tight by the Imp Lord's massive shafts, the two fillies' pussies could only take the incessant stream of demon seed flowing into them. Sweetie couldn't contain herself, and she began to rub a hoof along her nethers as she watched her two now ex classmates balloon out and thrash around in ecstasy. The Imp Lord kept cumming inside them, filling them as much as they could be filled, as he slowly pulled them off of his cocks. His knots came out with a wet, squelching plop, while he held his tips inside to deposit the last of his seed into the two.
Once he'd finally finished filling them up, the demon removed the fillies from his still hard cocks and set their semi conscious bodies on the ground in front of him, after having cleaned the last drops of cum from his shafts onto their faces. Then he turned away from the two bloated fillies and looked at the two imps waiting for him. His nose perked up as he noticed Sweetie's presence, and his face took on a more interested expression. "What is it, you two?" he barked at them.
The smarter of the two stepped forward, before the other had time to open his mouth and ruin everything. "We found this filly in the woods, Sir," he explained, pointing at Sweetie Belle. "She was the one we coated in seed, but didn't actually get to fuck. She ran away from the town and came looking for us. As she is still a virgin, we thought it would be appropriate to offer her to you, Boss." He respectfully bowed.
The Imp Lord studied the unicorn for a moment, then smiled. "Very well. Let me see her then." Pointing a claw at Sweetie Belle, he beckoned her forward. "Come on, come here. Let me take a good look at you."
Gulping, Sweetie Belle moved towards him. With short and hesitant steps, she reached the empty space between him and the imps, and there she spun around for him to get a good look at her. The smell coming from Diamond's and Silver's bodies made her head spin and her heart race, and the prospect of being reduced like them made her nethers drip with arousal. "P-Plea-ase," she stammered, "Please fuck my v-virgin cunt with your big fat imp cocks." She bent forward, displaying her hindquarters to the Imp Lord.
The demon heartily laughed at the scene. Looking past the filly and to the two imps who'd brought her to him, he told them, "Good job, guys." He threw a glance at the two foals he'd just inflated with his seed, lying in a puddle of fluids as the cum inside them slowly oozed out. "You can take these," he said, pointing at the two. "Have fun with them. Now leave me alone."
The imps looked at each other, then smiled and rushed towards the fillies. They grabbed them and pulled them up on their shoulders, then began to carry them away towards the rest of the camp, already stroking their shafts and preparing to fuck them for the rest of the night.
Sweetie lifted her head back up, and turned around to face the Imp Lord once more. She stared at his shafts, mesmerised by their size, and a line of saliva began to leak from the corner of her mouth. With uncertain and trembling steps, she moved forward, eyes glued on the demon's cocks and mouth open, drooling freely on the ground like a dog waiting for a treat. She was practically hyperventilating, trying to get as much of the delicious smell of sex and imp cum inside her as possible. Her mind was focused only on the twin rods she was facing, and nothing else mattered to her.
The Imp Lord chuckled. "Enjoying the sight, huh?" he jokingly asked. As Sweetie snapped out of her trance and looked to his face with a hint of worshipful adoration, he moved an arm forward and placed a hand around her tiny filly hips, lifting her up by her butt and bringing her face to face with him. "So tell me, little filly. What is it that you want?"
"I-I want your cocks!" Sweetie whimpered out in need, squirming in his grasp. "I want your c-cum!" she added. "I want you to fill my belly with your cum and knock me up! I want my virgin filly cunt and unused plot to be spread wide by your giant dicks! I want to bloat up with cum, I want to give birth to more imps! I want to fuck! Fuck! Fuck imps, I need, I need it! Cocks!" the filly began to deliriously cry out. The effects the demons' seed had had on her were back in full swing, and were slowly twisting her mind. Sex with the demons was her only purpose, and every second her craving went unsatisfied made more of her being focus on completing her task.
The Imp Lord chuckled, and with his other hand gently spread the filly's hind legs. Bringing her lower, he teasingly began to rub her against the tips of his shafts, just barely spreading her pussy lips with the pointy ends of his canine cocks. He brought her a little lower, though still not enough to enter her, then brought her back up. Stretching her legs to see how far they would spread, he let her front half dangle forward as he kept on toying with her nethers.
Sweetie was desperate to the point of crying. She whimpered and moaned, incoherent sounds escaping her mouth as she tried to lower her hips by herself and get the Imp Lord's dicks inside her. Her pussy and ass were burning with need after the contact with the demon's shafts and with the traces of seed left on them. "Please!" she managed to croak out between the spasms coursing through her body. She even tried to use her magic to jerk off the imp or to bring herself lower, with little results outside of amusing her captor.
The imp smiled, and lifted the filly's head with a claw. "Do you want it, little pony?" he asked, before grabbing her head with a hand and holding it up again.
Sweetie Belle stared at him and furiously nodded, as drool and tears streamed down from her face. She couldn't take it anymore. She'd been denied her pleasure for so long, and now that it was right in front of her it was tearing her apart.
The demon chuckled. "Okay then." In the blink of an eye, he slammed both of his shafts into the little filly's virgin pussy and ass, past the knot and up to the hilt, leaving two huge bulging cock-shaped outlines in her body.
Sweetie Belle sat on his cocks with her head thrown back, her eyes gone white and foam dribbling from her mouth. Her body shook so fast it was barely noticeable, vibrating around the demon's cocks. Her jaws hang open in what should have been a scream, but her voice had instantly given out. A constant stream of fluid shot from her sex and flowed onto the Imp Lord's hips, while her legs dangled limp and unmoving. For a moment she didn't even breathe, though her drumming heartbeat was still quite present and noticeable.
Her mind was completely blank. The shock had been so great, so powerful it had completely impaired every conscious thought she might have, and still her brain was struggling to catch up with her situation. The searing white pleasure she was experiencing felt as if it would destroy her, and she couldn't even care. Nothing found space in her mind but the earth-shattering orgasm she was going through, crushing her very being and rendering her a functionless mass of meat and pleasure.
Some time passed. Maybe minutes, maybe just seconds. At last, Sweetie started to return to her senses. However, it didn't make her situation much better. The sensory overload was still too great, it was just too much. She could feel it now, but she couldn't withstand it, it was overwhelming her. She was stretched so wide, so impossibly full. It felt too good, too good to think. She was cumming, she was still cumming and she couldn't stop, couldn't fight back against the pleasure. She opened her mouth but only moans came out, as she hopelessly struggled against the storm ravaging her mind.
It was impossible to do anything for her. The pleasure paralysed her, it took away all of her focus and all of her energies. It was just so much, so much more than she would have ever expected. Her entire body was on fire, twitching and spasming with each burst of her unending orgasm. Every time she tried to speak, or move, or do anything, anytime she tried to focus on something, the waves of pleasure proved too distracting. As soon as she tried to concentrate on any part of her body, she was swept away by just how good it felt. It was an incredible struggle to simply stop herself from going back to her previous, semi-conscious state.
Then, the Imp Lord began to thrust. Stars exploded in Sweetie's mind, and she found herself desperate for any sort of rest. Every movement, every second in which the demon's knotted shafts rubbed against her insides made her feel like her body was being burned. It was impossible to focus on anything, yet it was impossible to let herself go like before. The sensations were too strong, they kept coming to her, taking her and throwing her mind around. She felt like she would go insane, it wasn't possible for a pony to feel that many things all together, she couldn't possibly withstand it all. Yet she was there, her mind at the mercy of her own orgasms.
The Imp Lord, meanwhile, took little interest in the filly's struggling mental state, and simply focused on his own pleasure. Once he'd given a couple of thrusts to measure things out properly, he began to pick up the pace, fucking the filly faster and faster with his cocks. She was wonderfully tight, in both of her virgin holes, and her little filly body was the perfect size for him to grab and use like a toy. She wasn't as loud as the others, despite her mouth hanging open in what looked like a scream, but that didn't bother the imp at all. He just cared about fucking the pony and getting her pregnant with his brood.
Sweetie Belle considered her situation. She'd reached a strange, almost trance-like state. Like her brain was adapting to the pleasure it was being forced to endure, trying to survive. Pleasure was the only thing she could feel, but that didn't mean she couldn't think. And now that she was finally able to, she could also appreciate just how wonderful her position was. Why would she ever want anything different? She could feel nothing but pleasure, and it was amazing. She was practically cumming constantly. It was the best thing possible.
Her insides were stretched impossibly wide, and every inch of them sent blissful shivers all through her body as the imp's cocks rubbed over them. The sensation of being so full was mind-blowing, like nothing she'd ever conceived before. The smell of sex around her drove her senses wild, and made her whole being spasm in excitement. It was like her body existed for pleasure and pleasure alone. Her whole life would be like that, and she couldn't imagine a better way to spend the rest of her days.
"Enjoying yourself?" the imp asked after a while, still hammering into the filly's body. Her silence and her distant gaze was beginning to worry him, he didn't care if she was conscious or not but he still needed her to be healthy in order to carry his spawn. He gave a few gentle slaps to her face with a claw, but the little unicorn seemed to still be completely out of it. Rolling his eyes, he slammed Sweetie Belle's body down on his cocks and then stopped, holding her there. "Hey?" he asked again, tapping on her horn with a finger.
Sweetie slowly felt herself pulled away from her blissful state of unawareness. She was still stuffed with cocks, but for some reason they weren't moving anymore. Why weren't they moving? She was being pumped full of cum and stretched even wider. Why weren't those wonderful cocks fucking her anymore? Sluggishly, she looked around, until her eyes focused on the imp in front of her. She tried to ask something, but her brain was too overfilled with lust. "Fuck me... Cocks... Cum..." she ended up simply slurring out, as drool dribbled down to her chest.
Rolling his eyes, the Imp Lord slowly lifted the pony away from his shafts. He needed to make sure she could at least think somewhat properly when she wasn't cumming her brains out on demon dick, or it would put his children at risk. As soon as he pulled his members away from her holes with a wet plop, the filly began to spasm and throw her legs around, whining about sex and cocks and cum. Annoyed, he tapped her horn again, forcing her to look at his face.
Sweetie was confused, and borderline desperate. She wasn't being fucked, and she wasn't bloated and full of seed either. It didn't make sense! She existed to fuck and be fucked by imp cocks, and to be filled with imp cum. Why wasn't she doing either? She'd been fucking imp cock just a moment before. She needed to fuck imp cock. It was her whole life! It was her happiness, it was her entire fucking purpose for crying out loud. And what did the imp in front of her want anyway? Maybe he would know why she wasn't being stretched wide by giant demon shafts.
"Listen here, you little empty-headed slut," the Imp Lord began. "I don't care if you can't tell up from down when you've got a dick inside you. But if you're going to carry my seed and birth more imps for us, I need you to be able to think of something other than dick. For the two minutes it'll take you to crawl from here to your new place at least, okay?" He stared into Sweetie's mostly empty eyes, and had to rest his forehead on his other hand for a moment. "Do you understand me? Just two minutes, then you'll go the rest of your life getting fucked. Do you think you can manage that?"
Through the haze of uncontrollable arousal clouding her mind, something made it to Sweetie Belle's brain out of the imp's speech. Speaking back to him, a most impressive feat given her state, she asked, "So I need to crawl over to where the other fillies are? You'll fuck me and fill me up, and then fuck me and fill me up again? And I just need to do that afterwards, and you'll go back to fucking me with your cocks, and then I'll get fucked again? I'm gonna be filled with your demon cum and give birth to your baby imps?"
The imp stared at her for a moment. Eh, good enough for him, she had the general gist of it at least. With a simple nod, he slammed the filly back down on his shafts and returned to pumping her over his cocks. He didn't waste time, and in a few seconds he was back to his full rhythm, with the little unicorn half-unconscious bouncing blissfully on his twin members. Her insides were still wonderfully tight despite the absurd amount of stretching they were forced to endure, and his tips were leaking pre in mere seconds.
Sweetie Belle was off in heaven again. The brief pause had allowed her mind to clear for a moment, but it only made it worse when she was forced back into the sea of pleasure she'd been fighting against moments before. Her insides were burning once more, the contact with the demon's fluids set her nerves ablaze and her whole body had begun to quiver uncontrollably. Had the cocks she was impaled on not been bigger than her, it might have been disconcerting. As it was though, she simply provided some welcomed vibration for the Imp Lord's shafts.
Her body was a mess. Drool and tears dripped down from her face, and juices were sprayed from between her thighs at a constant rate. If she'd been in any condition to notice her conditions, she would have been rather worried about herself. She was too busy cumming to care about anything though. Anything other than demon cocks and demon cum and little fillies getting filled to the brim by both of those things and becoming pregnant with more imps. Cumming and things that could get her there were the only thing that could find a place in her magically altered brain.
Not that that was a problem for either her or the Imp Lord holding her in his hand. She was getting exactly what she wanted, and soon she'd be even more filled. Very soon, in fact, judging by the demon's erratic thrusts. He was close to bursting inside her, but wanted to enjoy her tight and still relatively unused filly insides as long as he could before bloating her up and ruining her forever. She was wonderfully tight after all, and especially as he got closer to his climax her insides felt amazing around his twin knotted canine cocks. He planned to get as much as he could out of her.
Both the entrance to her ass and her lower lips squeezed around the bases of his twin cocks, and pushed back against his knots when he pulled away from her. They forced more and more precum out of him, in a milking motion that would be helping him empty his balls inside her as soon as he began to ejaculate. The surface of her inner walls pressed and pushed around his knots, caressing the sensitive flesh and sending electric shivers up his spine. And her tightness meant her insides practically hugged his shafts in all directions, rather than being pulled taut by their shapes.
Whenever he pushed forward, his knots encountered more resistance, and whenever he pulled back the same happened in the opposite direction. Her holes naturally went back to being as tight as possible, and were always pushing against his cocks in all directions. The combination of his pre and the filly's own juices meant her insides were perfectly lubricated, pleasant to slide in and out of but still hugging his members and making it as satisfying of an experience as possible to force his way through them.
Her inner walls practically kissed his tips, always pressed against them, always shifting back and forth in the most subtle way to stroke them and force more of his fluids out of him. And just behind his tip, Sweetie's insides were always a bit tighter, making it both harder and more pleasurable for him to pull back. No matter how he moved, or at what speed, her body adjusted to make it feel as good as possible. Both her pussy and her ass wrapped fully around every inch of his cocks and stroked them in every way.
It was all too much for him to take any longer. The heat of the filly's body. The vibrations of her shaking frame. The stream of her fluids hitting his thighs. The wet sounds of her nethers moving up and down on his shafts. The way her inner walls seemed to pump up and down on his twin canine cocks and kiss all over their surface, from the tips to the knots, the way the bases of his shafts were hugged by her entrances and the way pulling her body upwards made it feel like he was being milked. Gritting his teeth and grunting, the Imp Lord slammed the filly down one last time, then kept pumping her as he started to cum inside her.
The little unicorn's insides began to expand in seconds. Kept sealed by the demon's engorged knots, both of her holes were filled to the brim with cum, then went past even that. She was stretched obscenely wide, to the point of being larger than a heavily pregnant mare would have been. Her inflated belly was much bigger than the rest of her body, and along with her bloated fillyhood it forced her legs to spread wide. The imp's grasp on her was now only on her back, as the front of her body was too large for him to grab on to and at that point hid her face completely.
After a long while, the demon's orgasm finally came to an end. Sweetie was at that point full to bursting, her back forced in an arching position by the sheer volume of cum inside her. Leaning past her overinflated belly to see her face, the Imp Lord probed the side of her head with a claw in an attempt to draw her attention. All he got out of her was a wordless and half-chocked, croaking sigh. He did fear he'd broken her for a moment, but she seemed to still be breathing. Her spasms didn't look too good though, even if they felt good on his shafts.
Either way, he'd done his part. The filly's insides were properly ruined, and if she hadn't gotten pregnant from that she wouldn't get pregnant any other way, short of some other demon crawling inside her and fusing with her or something. He didn't actually know how body enhancements worked, and he didn't care. With a sigh, he got up on his legs and angled his crotch downwards, letting Sweetie dangle helplessly towards the ground, almost touching it with her horn and mane.
Carefully taking hold of the little pony's back once again, the imp began to delicately pull her away from his cocks. The entrances to her sex and ass pushed against the bases of his swollen knots, but he didn't have the time to keep her there, he had fillies to fuck. With a grunt of pleasure from his lips and a loud, squelching pop from her lower ones he pulled her off, spreading her holes to their widest one last time, then let her slide down to the ground. As her frame moved off from his dicks, all the cum inside her began to gush out, and gravity let it fall back over her own body.
After being sent into complete unconsciousness by the blasts of seed that had inflated her insides and most certainly knocked her up, it took a while for Sweetie Belle to become aware of the world around her again. The first thing she noticed, not without more than some difficulty on her overstimulated brain's part, was that she was upside down. The second thing she noticed was how she was slowly becoming less full, or at least that was the best way her head could word the situation. She would have noticed she wasn't breathing after that, but the smell and taste of the stream of cum falling over her face took her out of it again.
When she finally got to her senses again, still thankfully well and breathing this time, it still took her a moment or two before she realised why she could only see white. Then some of the cum covering her eyes fell into her drooling mouth, and she eagerly wiped the rest away with a hoof to lap it all up. Now able to see, she proceeded to lick all the demon seed that had covered her body, as well as most of that making up the puddle she was in. Her belly had gone back to being small enough to allow her to move, if still impossibly big, but her eagerness to eat more cum would have likely led her to being at least half as full as moments before.
Fortunately, the Imp Lord interrupted her by clearing his throat and drawing her attention. As she turned, she immediately dove for the tips of his shafts, attempting to draw the last drops of cum still dribbling from them. The demon let her suckle on his cocks for a bit, simply sighing in pleasure, but after a while he'd been fully milked of everything left inside his dicks. The filly's eager attempts to suck out more did feel good, and he obviously could go again, but he was more interested in fucking some less used meat, like the one he saw being carried towards him by a pair of imps.
Unceremoniously, the imp grabbed Sweetie's back one more time and pulled her away from the puddle of cum on the ground. He set her down to the side, sitting back down, and urged her away with a wave of his hand. What little still functioned in the little unicorn's brain made the connection to what she'd been instructed to do before, and she began to crawl away, dragging her overstuffed insides with her and leaving a trail of cum behind her as her holes leaked some. She was pretty sure she'd get more demon cocks and cum that way. She passed a pair of imps carrying another filly towards the Imp Lord, but failed to notice them.
Sweetie lay still on her full, pregnant and cum-bloated belly, as her whole body jiggled and rippled. Imps were on each of her three holes, fucking her with their cocks as was appropriate of her role as imp fuckmeat. Their cocks weren't as big or thick as their boss', but they still stretched her filly insides good, and their cum still made her nerves burn in corrupt pleasure. And the Imp Lord still occasionally came to visit her. Sometimes he would even stuff both his cocks in one hole, if only one was free. He'd stretched her throat so wide the last time that she could have swallowed an imp whole, though thankfully his cum had made sure she went back to being as tight as before.
She wasn't the only filly there. Looking around, and accounting for the limited mobility a cumdump like her was allowed to have, she could spot three others she recognised. Bubblegum Brush, Boysenberry and Tag-A-Long, all with bloated bellies, all being fucked by imps. Their manes and tails were messy and covered in cum, and they all looked as happy as she was to be there. When an imp wasn't shoving his cock down their throats, their moans could be heard joining the permanent choir of blissful exclamations the fillies populating the camp constantly produced.
With a grunt and a particularly strong thrust of his hips, which hit her nose and hurt her in the best way, the imp fucking Sweetie's throat came inside her. Cum shot out of her nostrils and dribbled down the corners of her mouth, as the filly eagerly swallowed all she could and felt her belly grow a little larger. Once the demon removed his dick from her, and once she'd ran her tongue over her own face to catch the last drops of his seed, the unicorn addressed the other three, and asked them in a curious tone, "How did you get captured? I ran away from Twilight's castle so I could get more imp cum, what about you three?"
Bubblegum was the first one to answer, as her mouth was still free, unlike the others'. "Well, I was running away from the demons, and I'm not sure why I was running away when demon cocks are so good, but anyway I was running when I tripped on my mane," she explained. "I landed on my back, and a moment later an imp jumped on top of me and began to fuck my virgin filly cunt. I'm really happy I kept my mane this long, otherwise I might not have gotten caught, and then I wouldn't have been able to get stuffed full of cum like this." She bit her lips and moaned as the imp railing her ass finished inside her. "Now I don't risk tripping anymore. Fuckmeat like me doesn't need to walk."
The imp thrusting into Boysenberry's mouth blew his load and pulled back his cock, and the filly swallowed his load. Then she looked towards Sweetie Belle, and answered, "Well, I was back home in my bedroom, taking a nap. I remember I started to have a strange dream, seeing things I'd never seen before, and when I woke up there was an imp thrusting his dick in and out of me. I didn't mind though, in fact I'd never felt better in my life. I'm so so happy I got brought here, where I can take imp cocks all day and night. They're so kind too, they fuck me even when I sleep. To he honest, I don't think I can even sleep anymore if I'm not getting stuffed full of demon dick in at least two holes."
Drinking up a load of cum, Tag-A-Long looked towards the unicorn and began to explain her story. "So I was walking around town, and suddenly I met this imp. I'd never seen one before, but he didn't look bad. So I offered to sell him a box of cookies. He looked a little surprised, but he did say he wanted to buy one. But when I turned around to grab it and asked how he was going to pay, he rammed his dick into my virgin pussy." The filly chuckled. "After he paid me that much, I had to let him keep the whole cart. And it was so nice of him to keep fucking me even after I ran out of boxes."
Before Sweetie Belle had time to ask anything else, Boysenberry began to howl in pleasure. Her body shook and juices sprayed forth from her sex, along with strands of cum she'd just been filled with again. As the imps around her drew back, the filly began to pant and huff and grunt, still violently shaking and visibly cumming. Her pussy lips were slowly spread from the inside, and a set of small imps were pushed out from within her. Moments later, the baby imps she'd just given birth too had already grown to full size, and one of them wasted no time ramming his cock into his filly mother's pussy.
"And to think these were put in there just two days ago," another imp commented, grabbing the new mother's face and slamming his dick down her throat. At the confused look he got from Sweetie Belle, he explained, "Imp cum speeds up the process of pregnancy. The more you get in you, the faster the brood you're carrying grows. With the daily routine you cuntslaves are carrying out, it takes just two days before your babies are ready to get out and start pounding some mares or fillies of their own." He angled his hips and changed the rhythm of his thrust. "You should be getting yours by tomorrow."
As the imp fucking her ass left, only for another to replace him, and a new one joined in from the front, ravaging her mouth and throat, Sweetie ran a hoof over her bloated, imps-filled belly. She'd give birth to more of those wonderful creatures the day after, if the one who'd just spoken to her was to be believed, and then her babies would fuck her and impregnate her again, and she'd give birth to even more imps. More demon cocks, more sweet cum. Soon there would be so many imps she'd have to take two or three in every hole to satisfy them all. She couldn't wait.
She couldn't wait to be used, fucked and toyed with for the rest of her life. She would spend the rest of her days as a piece of fuckmeat for imps, all of which would eventually be her own sons, doing nothing but taking cocks up all her holes all day and all night. She'd get pumped full of cum over and over, get pregnant again and again with more and more imps, and grow into being a perfect imp cumdumpster. Constantly living in a state of endless, blissful, orgasmic, mind-melting pleasure. She could see herself, grown to be as old as Rarity, having done nothing besides fucking demons her whole entire life.
Her mane, tail and coat would be constantly covered with sticky, delicious imp cum. Her belly would be constantly bloated with seed and with her babies, always too full for her to even move. Her fat ass would ripple every hour with the thrusts of the imps pumping her backside full of their cocks, and she'd rarely see the light, as an imp would always be hugging her face as he rammed into her throat. She'd constantly lie in a puddle of cum, and the delicious smell of imp seed would never leave her, forever marking her as the worthless piece of imp fuckmeat she was. Sweetie came again, with a loud and gargling cry of ecstasy. She could not imagine a better future for herself.
