Author's Note

Kinks: Back to vanilla, orgasm denial, lewd lewd dragoness, Too much science, Sickening sweetness

011 - Breaking Free

“Okay Spike, I think I’ve narrowed the curse down.” Twilight commented, looking at papers as she trotted along.

“Good. Think they’ll find it interesting?” Spike asked as he sat atop the mare’s back.

“Dig and Chrysali- I mean Chrys. Yes. The others, not so much.” She giggled, organizing her papers and slipping them in her bags before walking up the path towards Dig Site’s home. “I hope I can determine some of the specifics, then I can properly figure out the countercurse.”

“Would they want it though?” Spike questioned.

“That’s for them to decide.” She glanced at the dragon as she knocked on the door.

A Thestral mare opened the door. “Oh! Hello Twilight.”

“Ummm hello.” Twilight smiled nervously. She didn’t know this mare.

“Dig’s a little busy. He found a wonderful Diamond Dog last night. They’re still going. Smolder has to go in to make sure they eat and drink.” The mare smiled. “I’m going to have so many grandfoals.” She actually squee’d.

Twilight’s eyes widened. “I need to come in.”

“Of course.” The mare stepped back, and Twilight confidently trotted in and past the living room.

“They’re busy Twilight.” Chrys commented as she glanced up over her book.

“That’s why I’m here.” Twilight smirked.

“And I’ll just wait here.” Spike slid off Twilight and waddled over to the griffon laying on the floor. “Mind if I use you as a pillow?”

“S’fine.” The griffon replied, half-asleep.

Smolder came downstairs holding a tray. She spied Twilight. “They just restarted. I don’t think they’ll be up to talking.”

“They don’t need to talk.” Twilight grinned in a way that made Smolder a little nervous.

“More… More master… Fill me with your seed.” Bitch moaned out. “I want your puppies.”

“Who’s a good breeding bitch?” the stallion cooed as he pet the diamond dog between the ears with a hoof. “Who’s never going back to dog cock ever again?”

“I am…” She cooed. “Y-you’re like one massive knot.”

There was a knock on the door. “Knock Knock.” Came Twilight’s voice. “Researcher calling.”

And then Twilight Sparkle barged into the room.

“Twilight, I am this close,” the stallion held his hooves an inch apart, “To throwing you next to her and alternating between the pair of you. You don’t interrupt sessions in this house unless you want to join in!”

“I’m not interrupting anything.” Twilight responded calmly, her horn gave off a soft, warm, violet light. “Just pretend I’m not here. This is about your curse by the way.”

“Master…” Bitch moaned softly, rolling her hips against his.

“Oh, you want another round, bitch?” the stallion smirked. “Lie on your back, let’s try that thing you suggested last night.”

Twilight quietly snuck over to a chair and sat down, glancing between her notes and the couple.

“Yes…” Bitch groaned, rolling over with him still inside her. The stallion laid on top of her and was still for a moment, using his hooves to massage her breasts before-

Okay, he wasn’t a foal, why was he suckling on th- The dog’s moan answered that question. Apparently he brought his mate sexual pleasure by doing that. Her massive paws covered his back as she hugged him close, also pressing his face into her breasts.

“G-good b-boy…” She moaned with a sigh.

Twilight looked at the pair and gave a soft, “hmmm” Then softly scribbled some notes.

Eventually, the stallion’s hips started to move, pistoning in and out of the diamond dog as he suckled at her breasts.

“Good boy.” Bitch moaned nuzzling the top of his head, as well as his ears. “Keep sucking. Drink from momma.”

Eventually the stallion stopped and smirked up at the dog’s face. “Mmm, just prepping you for your pups,” he teased, not stopping in his slow, gentle pistoning. “Buuuut, I can do this.”

A long tongue snaked out of the stallion’s maw and made its way to the canine’s nipples, teasing and lapping at them.

The whole dog shuddered. A paw began to pet his head, making sure to run over his ears. “Such a good boy…” She moaned.

“Mmm...who owns your doggy cunt?” the stallion teased, his body shuddering a bit. “Who’s going to give you more pups than you can handle?”

“I am… You’re going to wake up covered in puppies every morning.” She groaned. “And you’re going to be the stallion that’s going to give them to me. My good boy.”

“You’re sa~aying it wrong,” the stallion sang to her. “What’s my name, bitch?” He actually paused in the thrusting, waiting for her to say it.

“Master….” She growled, rubbing his ear with her paw.

“Good bitch,” the stallion shuddered, taking up the thrusting again and going just a bit faster and harder.

“Am I?” She asked, slowly rubbing a wing with her other paw.

“Oh, you’re going to be a very good bitch,” the stallion promised her. “You’re going to give me a legion of pups~”

Twilight’s brow furrowed as she glanced up. She rolled her eyes then went back to her notes.

“More pups than changelings?” She panted, flexing and squeezing around his shaft.

“Mmm...I’ll have to have you both next to each other and...compare your outputs~” the stallion teased, lapping at one of her nipples again.

Her breath shuddered. “What would you want me to do to Chrys?” She hummed, her soft pads rubbing down to the bases of his wings.

“See, what I would do,” the stallion illustrated, “Is have her lying on top of you, you on your belly on the bed...and I would fuck either of your cunts as I pleased. But Chrys? She’d lay eggs in your ass, and we’d see which set of offspring is more numerous...right at the source~”

“O-oooo….” She groaned, her legs wrapping around his hips. “Fill me with puppies…” She begged.

“Beg properly, I trained you better,” the stallion said threateningly, once again halting in the thrusting while he disciplined his bitch.

“Please Master… I neeeed them….” She moaned, bucking her hips as she did. “Please. Please, please, please…”

“I’ve got it!” Twilight suddenly cried out. “I’ve found out how to break the curse!”

Dig growled and glared at Twilight. “Either you’re quiet or you’re on the bed, pick,” he snarled.

“Well, I’ve finished my notes and I think I’ve got a solution.” Twilight replied, sighing as she put her things away and undid her her bags. “So dominant.” She slid onto her hooves. “Let’s Fix that.”

A violet glow encompassed Dig as he was lifted off the Diamond Dog. Said ‘Dog whined as he was removed from her. It was as if Dig was locked in place.

“...What are you doing?” the stallion managed to grunt out.

A force slowly started to stroke his cock. “Just reminding you who’s really in charge here.” She looked down to see Bitch sitting on the ground, begging. “Awwww, were you close?”

“Y-Yes…” The dog whined.

“Twi, it was just teasing, I didn’t mean for you to-” the stallion tried to talk his way out of this situation.

“Ah-” Twi looked at him, shutting his mouth for him. “I think you’ve been dominant for a little too long. I think you need a little reminding.” Where was this… Had it been that long? Twi continued. “Bitch, if that is your name, want to be dominant for a bit?”

“O-oh no… I-I couldn’t…” Bitch stammered, looking away.

“Well, now’s a good time to learn.” Twilight smiled as Dig was planted onto the bed, on his back, his shaft sticking straight up. “Now Dig, you may speak.”

“Twiiii, I had her trained and everything, you’re messing with i-” the stallion started to complain.

“Trained? Really Dig?” Twi asked, as Bitch got on the bed. “That sounds like a very one-sided relationship.”

“She came to me for it!” the stallion pointed out. “She won’t let me call her anything other than Bitch, what else am I supposed to do with that information?”

“What’s your name?” Twilight asked the dog.

“Momo.” The dog replied.

“Dig, ask her what her name is.” Twilight “requested.”

“What’s your name?” Dig asked the canine who was starting to straddle him.

“I’m your Bitch.” The dog replied a little breathily.

“Momo, do you want to ride him?” Twilight asked.

“Yes.” The dog moaned as she slowly slid down the stallion’s shaft.

“And do you want him to dominate you?” The alicorn questioned.

“S-sometimes. I-I just want him.” The dog moaned.

“Dig, have you ever asked how the girls act when you’re not around?” Twi asked the stallion.

“I-I just assumed they acted the same,” the stallion moaned as the bitch started to rock back and forth.

“I did a little Digging.” Twi giggled. “Want to know what I found?”

Meanwhile Momo/Bitch lightly pressed her paws against Dig’s chest fluff.

“W-whaaaat did you learn?” Dig moaned.

“Part of your curse has to deal with submissiveness and desire. Specifically it amplifies it in non-ponies and suppresses it in ponies.” Twi explained as the dog groped herself and squeezed her breasts as she rocked faster.

“W-Wait...n-none of our...relationships are real?” the stallion blinked. Okay, even with a bitch on his cock, he felt terrible about that one.

“They’re mostly real.” Twi replied. “It has to be based on something. It just amplifies what’s already there.” Twi sighed. “It also affects you too.”

“How?” the stallion asked. Okay, feeling better and the girl was close to getting a load of pups at this rate.

“Basically, it makes you more dominant in bed. And it makes you really not like being submissive. Actually….” Twi levitated out her notes. “Scratch that, it makes you more dominant in general, and actually gets worse the more females you have. Oh, and it also increases your sperm’s potency and meddles with the females heat cycle, if they have one. So, congrats, you’re getting puppies.” She giggled then paused, thinking a moment. “Was that ruin up north by the way?”

“It waaaa-” Dig trailed off before shooting a load of his seed directly into the bitch, panting for a minute. “It was,” he eventually admitted. “It’s...where I found the mind-warping ring too.”

“Well, depending on the exact location, I can tell you which Empire the ruin was from.” Twilight glanced at her notes. “North or south of Mount Everhoof?”

“Ah…” the stallion thought for a moment. “I think it was on the...eastern slope,” he admitted.

“That would be… Congrats… you were cursed by the Ancient Caribou Empire.”

Dig paled. “Weren’t they, like, really bad? Like, ‘Celestia blasted them from orbit with power of the sun’ bad?”

“Yes and yes.” Twilight nodded. “Domination was their thing. Especially to females. It was part of the praise to their gods. That’s also why there’s little to no record of their existence at this point. They were… And I quote. A stain on the purity of creation.”

“...Am I going to be blasted next?” the stallion whimpered.

“What?” Twi blinked. “No.” Her brow furrowed. “I figured out the specifics of the curse when you yelled at me. I can break most of it. I assume you’d want to keep the boost to fertility?”

“YES HE DOES!” Momo/Bitch cried out as she simultaneously hilted herself and came all over his hips.

“...I think the decision has been made for me,” the stallion said dryly.

“Want me to fix that now?” Twi asked.

“I mean I’ve not noticed it for half my life, but if what you say is true and it’s only going to get worse, it’s probably best before we get the whole catalogue of ‘Species Equus’ in a harem,” he noted.

“Mmmm sounds like a Manga I read.” Twi commented as her horn brightened. She stepped up and touched her horn to his head. “This might feel a little funny.”

A weird wailing noise filled the room as something emerged from Dig. It floated above the bed for a moment as Twi looked up at it. She frowned, her horn somehow lit brighter, the light was almost blinding. With a deep hum the thing dispersed. And her horn died to a soft glow once again.

“Better.” Twi sighed. “How do you feel, not counting having your dick in Diamond Dog.”

“I…” The stallion actually blushed. Blushed! “Oh...oh dear,” he admitted. “Um. Things got really out of control, didn’t they?” Ah. Without the curse he was much more shy and withdrawn.

“O-oh… I-it’s okay.” And so was Momo. “H-Hi. I’m Momo…”

“I-I’m Dig Site,” the stallion said, looking down at their joined crotches. “I, uh...hope we knew that about each other before, um, this.”

Momo leaned in. “I’d like to find out.”

“And my work here is done.” Twi said a little stiffly as she walked out with a bright blush on her cheeks.

Twi took a heavy breath and trotted down the stairs. Chrys, Ember, Gilda, and Smolder all looked a little out of it.

“Twilight. What happened?” Chrys asked, seeming to be the first one to come to.

“I broke the curse. Well, most of it. Also, I wouldn’t go up there. They’re getting to know each other a little better.” Twi sighed. “Listen, this isn’t really Dig’s fault,” the mare sat down in the living room, “but here’s the specifics of said curse. And, again, try not to get mad at Dig.”

Dig carefully peeked down the stairs. It looked all clear, but there was a mansion packed into the space of a two-story house. Full of five females that he’d apparently knocked up at some point or another. (Quite a bit of time was really… fuzzy.) All of which might be mad at him for what he’d done.

The whole place might be a trap. He’d have to tread carefully. He put his hooves to the wood and tried to sneak down the stairs.

“Dig?” His moms’s voice wasn’t sly, or amused, or angry, or anything that he’d heard before. She sounded almost concerned. “Sweetie.”

“Mom!” Dig hissed. “They could be anywhere! Stop drawing attention to our loca-”

“Shhh.” Black Site shushed as she drew him into a hug. “Shhh shhh shhh. It’s okay. They’re okay. They’re just giving you a little space.”

Dig blinked a few times as the statement processed. “They’re...giving me space?” he questioned. “I thought I would have to leave the house to give them space.”

“Everyone needs to process a bit.” Black Site said slowly. “Chrys seems the most stable. I’m pretty sure she was highly resistant to the effects of both the ring and the curse. She made herself a little nest in the basement.” She let him go and smiled. Then her trademark sly look grew on her lips. “By the way, how was it with… Well whatever her actual name was.”

“Momo, and, uh...well she was hit hardest with the curse, but it had the least amount of time to affect her, so, um…” He tapped his hooves together. “Well, she’s not calling herself bitch anymore and is wearing her vest again?” he offered.

“Well that’s a plus. Also Momo’s a nice name.” Black smiled. “Is she planning on staying?”

“I offered her a room before we both passed out last night,” the stallion admitted. “She wasn’t there when I woke up this morning, but her vest is gone, which is how I know she’s probably wearing it. So either she’s left, or she plans to move in and is getting her things.”

Just then there was the sound of feet on stairs. And Momo peeked around the corner. Her eyes locked onto Dig. “Hi…”

The stallion blushed, the memories of last night still fresh in his mind. “H-Hi Momo. I’m, um, sorry again for basically ponynapping you and-”

Momo bolted down the stairs and wrapped him up in a hug. She was wearing her vest he noted. “No! D-don’t apologise. It’s okay…” She lightly nuzzled him. “I-I’m okay… I-I’d’ve never done anything without… well… you. And… We can h-have a proper s-start. I-if you want to th-that is….”

“I...wouldn’t mind getting to know you,” the stallion admitted. “Any of you. But I...I was terrible.” He looked ashamed. “I...I treated you all like things instead of beings. I wouldn’t blame you all if you left me because of that.”

“Well… Then... Be better.” Was her reply. Dig snorted a laugh in response.

“It wouldn’t be hard to be better than that,” the stallion admitted. “But...I don’t deserve the chance.”

“D-Do we need to l-love you to make up for you not loving yourself enough?” Momo asked.

“Probably.” Black smiled.

“I…” the stallion sighed. “I was pretty terrible. And some part of me wanted it. Liked the fact that I kept getting more females and taking control,” he admitted. “The part of me that wanted to be brave and knew I could never do this normally. It all felt like one big dream, and now I’m waking up to find the sheets are sticky.”

“B-but isn’t that a sign that you’re male?” Momo asked, squeezing him gently. “I mean, you pretty much just acted on the desires that were already there. It took what you wanted and made it real. Maybe this time you can do it naturally?”

“Because a normal thestral stallion like me can totally attract two dragons, a griffon, you, and the bucking Changeling Queen to be with me, at the same time,” the stallion snarked at himself.

The dog blinked. “But you’re adorable. And, I think you’re stuck with us.”

“I would be surprised if even one of you decided to st-” Dig started to say.

Momo shut the stallion up by kissing him. Dig blushed, but didn’t push her away. The dog shifted her arms around to actually cradle the stallion, still not breaking the kiss.

“Oh you are going to make such a good mother.” Black commented, only causing Momo to eep into the kiss. Eventually it broke and Dig glared at his own mother.

“Really mom?” he said in the flattest voice. “Reminding us of that?”

“Diggy, you have to admit, you loved plowing that dog.” Black gestured a hoof at Momo.

“Mom!” the stallion blushed straight through his fur. If he wasn’t being held he’d probably try to escape.

“I loved you plowing me.” Momo commented softly.

“Momo! Don’t take her side, she’s bad enough as is!” Dig blushed harder, the red overtaking much of his face.

“M’not.” Momo said with a small smile.

“Oh they are going to love building up your confidence via dicking.” Black giggled, grinning happily. “Err, vaging? Pussing? Sex?” She hummed. “Yeah. Via sex.”

“I really don’t want to be talking about this with my own mother,” the stallion whined.

“Wanna talk about it with me?” Momo asked, cocking her head to the side like a curious dog. “If she leaves?”

“You were one of the victims, I can’t count on you to be totally unbiased one way or the other,” the stallion pointed out.

“Dig, you think you need to see a therapist?” Momo asked.

“...Maybe later,” he admitted. “For now I want to have the dust settle from...whatever happened.”

Momo nodded. “Okay… Want me to put you down? If not, that’s fine. You’re warm.”

“Please,” the stallion replied, happy to be back on his hooves once she did put him down. “Thank you,” he said up to the larger dog. “Okay...now I have to decide how fast to run so that the rest of the girls have enough space that they can’t fin-”

“Ahem.” Black trotted up and turned his head.

There they were standing in the living room. Chrys had her mane up and was wearing her reading glasses. Smolder looked nervous. Gilda looked worried. Lastly, Ember honestly looked kinda mad. Her arms were crossed and her foot was tapping.

Momo stepped around and body blocked him so he couldn’t run.

“...Girls,” Dig said calmly, looking back at Momo and mouthing traitor! He then turned back to the living room and braced himself, closing his eyes. “Okay...let me have it,” he told them. “I’m ready to be hit for everything I di-”

He was cut off by an orange smol dragon latching onto his neck. “Don’t make me leave! I don’t wanna leave!”

Dig opened his eyes and looked at Smolder confused. “Um...you don’t...hate me for what happened?” he asked.

“Why?” Chrys asked.

Gilda walked up. “Dig. Let me explain.” She poked his chest with every word. “You. Were. Cursed.” The griffon shot him a glare. “You. Are as much of a victim as the rest of us. It was a cluster fuck of victimhood by Ancient Asshats that were wiped off the face of the planet.”

“There’s something else.” Chrys spoke up. “Turns out that, that specific curse was actually regularly used on captured male equines to make them more compliant with their own masters.” She growled as her horn lit. She took a breath and the light died. “Twilight did her research. Plus, if it wasn’t a Caribou curse, it would’ve been a curse developed by a very evil sorcerer. So that was a no win scenario in any circumstance.”

“...oh,” Dig said in a small voice. “Um. Well I still think I royally fucked up everything and I wouldn’t blame any of you if you decided to lea-”

Ember stomped up to him and loomed over him, she snorted steam. “Stop.”

Dig meeped and shut up, promptly closing his jaw with an audible clack of teeth.

“You have had me worried sick!” The dragoness steamed. “I was terrified that you were going to forget everything!” She picked him up. “I don’t want to lose you!” She virtually roared in his face.

...Oh. Right. Sensitive ears. She’d knocked him out, judging by the way his head rolled back.

“Dammit Ember.” Gilda groaned, facetaloning. “I’m going to go change the sheets, the rest of you… cuddle him or something.”

Dig Site came to surrounded by females. The females he was sure were going to hate him were in fact snuggling up to him. If he were a changeling, he’d probably have exploded from love overdose.

So the stallion wisely chose to keep his mouth shut for the time being about any of them wanting to leave.

“Feeling overwhelmed?” Chrys’s voice asked at a whisper.

“That’s...putting it mildly,” the stallion admitted in the same low tone. “I just don’t understand the reasoning.”

“For us staying?” She asked.

“Surely you all had lives before my cursed flank wandered into the picture,” the stallion admitted. “I’m not blaming me here, I’m blaming the curse for taking you all from...whatever you were doing. I just don’t know why you wouldn’t want to go back.” He then looked at Chrys. “Okay, maybe I can see the point with you,” he admitted. “But the rest, surely…”

“Gilda and Ember were jobless. Smolder was basically a semi-part-time assistant at the hospital. Momo… I’m pretty sure she’s a NEET.” Chrys chuckled.

“Neet?” Dig blinked.

“Ahem. NEET is an acronym that stands for "Not in Education, Employment, or Training". It refers to a person who is unemployed, not in school or vocational training. Additionally, there are many that are supported by the Crown for whatever reason.” Chrys explained.

“Oh.” Dig blinked a few times. “Wait, dogs are pack animals,” he pointed out. “So...wherever she lived before just...decided not to use her talents at all?”

“Perhaps she left of her own accord?” Chrys asked. “Maybe ask her yourself when you get a chance?”

“I suppose,” the stallion sighed. “So, um. You all...decided to stay with me, then.” He blushed at the idea. “I’m...not sure how you intend to share me.”

“Might it be because we love both you and each other?” Chrys raised a brow.

“You would know,” the stallion joked, before wincing. “That sounded out of line, I’m sor-”

Chrys smirked as she nipped his ear. That got him to moan and squirm. Chrys shifted a bit until she was behind him. Then she nipped his ear again.

“C-Chrysaliiiiis,” the stallion moan-whined. “Stahpit…”

“Oh?” She asked. “You say no, but your feelings say something different…” She murmured in his ear, lightly running a fang over his ear.

“I-If you keep this up, I’m gonna-” the stallion panted.

She stopped. “Already? Gonna have to work on your endurance, Sweetie.”

“N-Not that,” the stallion huffed, glancing down at the small orange dragoness. Ooooooh...he just didn’t want to pop a boner while Smolder was basically snuggling his lap.

Chrys looked down then back up. She grinned wickedly, then slowly leaned in and slowly grazed his ear with her fangs.

The stallion blushed, hard, as the sleeping dragoness was introduced, snoot-first, to Dig’s shaft head as it peeked out of his sheath.

“Mmmph?” Came a sleepy grunt from the smol dragoness.

“Kinky.” Chrys giggled softly, slowly running her fangs over his ear.

“Chrysaliiiiis~” Dig moaned. “You need to stop before she-”

“Mlem~” The dragon sleepily opened her eyes, yawned, and closed her mouth around his flaring head. “Mmmph?”

That got Dig to hiss as he tried to hold himself very, very still. It wasn’t easy when there were fangs on your ear; thestrals were practically hardwired to respond to something like that, it was assumed another thestral would be doing that. The orange dragoness on his cock was also a hefty distraction. He just had to hold still and this would all die do-

Smolder blinked, the cogs slowly starting to turn as she awoke. She opened her eyes fully, met Dig’s panicked eyes, then Chrys’s sultry ones. Then her tongue slowly started to wrap around the stallion’s shaft.

“Ohfuuuuu-” the stallion moaned a little louder, before meeping and covering his mouth with his hooves.

Her head slowly lowered. Chrys on the other hoof, frowned. “Smolder…” The smol dragoness shot the mare a defiant glare.

“I...hah...sorry,” the stallion apologized. “Chrys...was insistent…”

He could feel Smolder smirk around his cock.

“Smolder. No.” Chrys growled. Her horn lit and Gilda, Momo, and Ember were lightly shaken.

“Bleh…” Gilda grumbled.

“Neeewww…” Momo shook her head sleepily.

“M’wha?” Ember’s eyes opened.

“Smolder’s gone rogue.” Chrys stated at normal speaking volume.

That got everyone else to snap awake.

Gilda and Ember bolted upright. Momo however stretched.

“Smolder… Release. The dick.” Gilda said slowly.

“Mmm mmm.” Smolder shook her head slowly.

“Smolder….” Ember glared. “This isn’t what we planned.”

“Thhk wwvvv eee bbrramed.” Smolder tried to talk with her mouth full of dick. Which only got Dig to moan as the mouth around his cock caused it to vibrate with her words. Ember then grabbed her horns, causing the smaller dragoness to moan onto Dig’s cock.

“I-ah! I don’t...think your plan...is working!” Dig managed to get out, squirming where he lay.

“We planned on teasing you for awhile.” Gilda groaned. “But someone got greedy.”

Ember squeezed Smolder’s horns, eliciting another moan from the small dragon.

“Nnntt rrreeddyy.” Smolder tried to say.

“S-Smolder, please be careful,” the stallion warned. “Don’t get into a tug of war with my di-”

The dragoness finally gasped and was subsequently yanked off the pony cock. She was tossed to Momo, who wrapped her in a bear hug. The long, hard cock that slapped up against Dig’s chest was in fact fully hard as the stallion blushed suddenly. They could all...see it and he was so certain that he wasn’t going to enjoy what came next.

“Okay. Momo? Please put Smolder somewhere.” Chrys asked. “We have a Dig to tease.”

“I’m...ah, already,” Dig blushed harder. “I-I could go somewhere and let it go down…” he offered.

“No. You’re not going anywhere.” Ember replied, rubbing a leg.

“This is fine.” Gilda chuckled as Momo carried off the smol dragon.

“G-girls, what are you...planning?” the stallion asked with a whimper.

“Call it… Endurance Training.” Chrys grinned.

Dig panted as he lay against the tile walls of the shower. They’d gone on for hours. Not a one of them giving him clearance to cum, and Chrysalis had conjured up some sort of magical cock-ring to make sure he hadn’t. He needed it so badly, but they’d just warned him if he touched himself, that they’d go for twice as long tomorrow. The sound of the door softly opening caught his attention. Slowly, an orange dragoness slipped inside and slowly shut the door. She crept up to the door and waved nervously.

“A-ah,” the stallion waved back with a wing. She’d not been there for any of the teasing. “Um...can I, help you?” he asked.

She opened the door, stepped in, and shut the door behind her. “Better question.” She kept herself quiet. “Can I help you?”

“Ah, the other girls, they told me not to-” Dig warned her.

She crawled closer to him. “Fuck what they say.” She hissed. “Want to cum?”

“Yeeees,” the stallion hissed. “But they’ll smell it on me and-”

She put a claw on his lips. “But nothing. Yes or no. Do you want me to make you cum?”

“What kind of a question is that?” Dig muttered, nodding his head once.

“What do you want?” The dragoness asked leaning against him. “Claws, mouth, pussy, we could recreate the draconic sock puppet~” She giggled weakly. “I… just don’t like seeing you pent up like that.”

“If you get on I’ll probably bite anyone that tries to take you off, I need to cum so badly,” the stallion warned.

Smolder climbed into his lap, resting her chest against his. “Will once be enough?” She asked softly. “Want to empty yourself into me?”

“I want to cum until there’s nothing left to give,” the stallion nodded once, running a hoof down her back.

Smolder kissed his cheek and slowly leaned up to nip an ear. “Make love to me…” She whispered.

“Take me,” he hissed back to her, “And I will.”

Slowly the dragoness ground her hips against his. “I’m happy to.”

Dig held her close with a hoof, before leaning down and kissing her on the mouth, sitting still for the time being. The small dragoness was just teasing for the moment; he was sure, though, that any minute now she would-

She ran her hot core over his sheathe. She briefly broke the kiss. “Please.”

“Crawl up here,” he whispered. “I...don’t want to push it into you. Even if you can take it.”

She nodded, hoisting herself up to rest her chest against his. “B-better?” She sounded almost nervous.

“Y-Yeah,” the stallion nodded, the shaft throbbing beneath the dragoness. “Um, wh-whenever you want to, um…”

“You’re cute when you’re shy.” Smolder smiled, nipping an ear before slowly lowering herself until her hot lips kissed his flared head.

“Y-You’re sure you want to-” Dig started to ask.

“With you.” She met his eyes. “Absolutely.” She pushed and started to take him. “N-now…” She hissed. “Give me another egg, you stud.”

The moment the dragoness reached his medial ring, the batpony started to do exactly that, shooting his cum up into the smaller female as he gripped her around her hips tightly. Once his first load was pumped, though...he noticed she wasn’t stopping.

“That’s one… b-but, I want to feel all of you…” She bit back a moan. “S-sorry.”

“J-just as long as you don’t kill me with this,” the stallion huffed.

“I’m not g-going to unbirth you dick first.” She grunted. “M’not that much of a freak…”

“W-Wasn’t suggesting that,” Dig managed to eke out. “Just...you might suck out my soul with all the cum if you do too much.”

“Would you prefer I stop?” She asked, pausing, just above his hips.

“Fuck that noise,” Dig snorted. “If we’re going to get in trouble, let’s make it worthwhile.”

She gave out a shaky breath as her eyes met his and their hips touched. Then she reached up, grabbed his ears, and pulled him into a kiss by his ears.

There were muffled voices from beyond the door. Ones which neither of the two even noticed.

“O-Oh… Well Smolder’s helping Dig.”

“... Not according to plan, but it’s within the rules.”

“I think it’s adorable.”

“Let’s just leave them to it. I think they both need it.”