Getting the Vapors

by ArDee

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Romance, Porn, Sex, Vapor Trail, Fetish, Profanity, Human, Anon, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Flitter and Cloudchaser
Length: 30861

Vapor Trail is in heat. She wants your help with that. Things only escalate from there.

It’s heat week at the Wonderbolts Academy. You, a human in Equestria, live a short distance away, and one of the trainees is your intimate marefriend.

We all know how this ends.

Contains: Human on pony lovin’, foreplay, size difference, human vs. pony endurance, cum inflation, pregnancy/impregnation fetishism, magical shenanigans, hugjobs, twincest, group sex, harem/herding, and worst of all, aftercare cuddling.

Readings by StraightToThePointStudio: Chapter 1 and Chapter 2!

Cover art by GuyWithAmp, used with permission. 2248719 on Derpi.

Yes, the chapter titles are song references. Yes, I'm aware I'm a huge nerd. Here's a Spotify playlist!

Published 2020-01-15 05:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-09-27 19:32:15 UTC

Friday (I'm in Love)

You’re rudely jolted into wakefulness by the sound of loud, rapid hoof-tapping at your front door. Grumbling to yourself, you flail your arm out of the covers in a blind attempt to check the clock; finally grabbing it and noting the absurdly late hour, you nearly commit to drowning out the incessant noise with your pillow and some more covers before a breathy, raspy voice just barely reaches your ears from outside.

“Anooooon...pleeeaseeee...c’mon wake up, wakeupwakeupwakeuuup...”

Any remaining drowsiness you had immediately leaves you at the sound of your marefriend’s angelic voice, and you bolt out of bed and nearly fall on your face when the sheets catch your foot. Quickly shaking off the impedance, you make a mad dash for the door, throw out the bolt, and whip it open, startling the flustered mare enough to make her fall flat on her flanks.

“What, what is it? What’s wrong? Why the heck are you here before today’s training has even started?” Your hurried, concerned tone quickly shifts to something darker and deliberate, “Do I have to kick somepony’s ass?”

Vapor blushes and fidgets with her hooves, but attempts to calm you down all the same. “Uh, n-no, no! Nothing like that! I just...umm...I think that week is starting early for me…the Captain saw...er, more like smelled...how I was acting at Mess tonight and told me to take some time off-base to, umm...deal with it...I was gonna come to you tomorrow morning, b-but it’s already getting so bad that I just can’t stand it!”

“Oh! Uh...geeze, Vape. In that case, come in before you stain my welcome mat.” If you thought she had been blushing before, her complexion now resembles an overripe cherry.

You step to the side and gesture into your apartment. As Vapor crosses the threshold, a wave of minty petrichor assaults your senses, causing you to stumble momentarily as you follow her into your sitting room. Her tail is stiffly flagged, allowing you occasional glances of her winking, sopping marehood as she trots over to your couch and slowly takes a seat. At first, she opts to sit upright, but quickly winces and changes to a reclining position as her rear makes contact with the fabric of your couch.

You take a seat next to her, placing a hand at the nape of your neck and running your fingers through her soft, wispy mane. A full-body shudder overtakes her, and you hear a faint schlick as she softly moans. “Goddamn. You really are hot-to-trot right now. This is the worst I’ve ever seen you get.”

She slowly nods, although her faraway, dazed stare at the opposite wall implies she doesn’t have a very firm hold on Equus right now. It’s a wonder she was even able to make it to your apartment. “Mmhmm...” She shudders again. Even the vibration of her vocal cords through her body is apparently enough to set her off into another mini-orgasm. “Anooonnn...pleeeaseee...heeelp meeeeee...”

“Alright, alright, calm down, ya horny horse…” You gently grabbed her underneath her forelegs and lifted her onto your lap, with her back resting against your chest and her plot planted precisely on your crotch. She whimpered, wriggled around, and gyrated her rear on you as soon as she landed, but you pet her mane as a calming gesture. You ran a hand through her downy chest fluff and wandered down towards her desperate marehood; you were able to slip three entire fingers into her with no resistance whatsoever. She shrieked as her entire body locked in place, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her marehood exploded all over your hand and her wings shot out to full extension against your back, giving you a mouthful of feathers.

After a few seconds of brain-melting ecstasy she went slack, becoming a pega-puddle in your arms. For several minutes, the only sound in the room was the plaintive panting of a partially-pleased pegasus. Soon, however, she groaned and once again began shifting around on your lap. “You know that only makes it worse...oh, by the Sun...” She managed to groan out.

“I know, but I needed you able to form a coherent sentence for at least a few minutes.” The moment you finish speaking, she rotates on your lap and wraps her forelegs around your neck. A dangerous glint is in her eyes.

“I’ll give you a coherent sentence, mister...buck me into this couch until I can’t remember my own Sun-damned name!” She growled impishly, bouncing up and down in your lap and causing you to wince with each drop.

“Heh...alright then, little lady...” You say in a low voice, picking her up off your lap and placing her in a prime pegasus-plowing position, a little something from your world called the “speedbump,” some approximation between doggy-style and “reverse missionary.” Face-down in a pillow, rear upraised, and more than ready for you to tend to her needs. She can’t easily see you from her position without bending her neck in a way that even a pony’s cartoon anatomy wouldn’t be comfortable with...exactly as you intended.

You unbuckle your pants, the jangling of the belt buckle causing her ears to flit about in nervousness. You’re glad she can’t see you because the heady scent permeating every inch of the room is causing your fingers to fumble from anticipation.

Slowly and deliberately you drape yourself over her body. Your hands grip the arm of the couch for support as your above-average member nestles itself comfortably between her teats. Even though you’re hardly the biggest guy ever, it still reaches past her bellybutton.

You lean down to growl in her ear, your every breath sending a shudder through her. “Just remember...you asked for it, babe~” Gripping the armrest tightly, you reposition yourself to aim directly for her marehood, and send half of your length into her over-saturated depths in a single thrust.

The best part of being the boyfriend (stallionfriend?) of an Equestrian mare; their “large dog” stature makes sex with most of them not unlike fucking a living Fleshlight, resplendent with the sort of lewd noises that would make even a brothel-mare blush.

“Fuuuck meee!” She screams, spasming wildly around your length and almost overcoming your resistance to not fill her immediately. It would’ve solved her “problem,” but it still felt fundamentally wrong. Your human pride was at stake; you weren’t a one-pump chump like a stallion would be!

Slowly, ponderously, you inch yourself forward deeper and deeper into her. You wanted to enjoy her moans, twitches, and incredulous gasps as you stuffed her fuller-than-full...not body-slam her into a fuck-coma in two seconds like some single-minded breeding stud!

...That could always come later.

You lived for this moment. You lived for her pleasure. You lived for her. She was one of the only things that got you out of bed in the mornings...literally speaking, in today’s case.

After what felt like a century, you found yourself almost fully-hilted in your mare, balls swinging into her teats as your head mashed against her cervix. You couldn’t see it due to the position, but you already knew there was a visible bulge above her belly-button, and the solid surface of the couch pressing against the bulge added an extra dimension of resistance and pleasure to the equation for both of you.

Another full-body orgasm jolted through her when you made contact with her cervix, causing a rippling clench along your entire length that, once again, sorely tested the depths of your endurance. Her wings had long since risen to full extension at her sides, firmly curling around your torso in the pegasine equivalent of a leg-lock. The constant stream of squeals and breathless moans being forced out of her by your immense difference in size was being muffled by the pillow she’d had her face stuffed into ever since this encounter began.

If she thought that was the end of the penetration, though, she was in for a surprise. This was only your first heat together, and damned if you weren’t going to make it special by fucking her until her brain oozed out of her cute little ears. Vapor went silent, too overwhelmed to even speak as you began pounding her cervix hard and deep, demanding entrance through the last barrier to her most sacred depths. Now, more than ever, you were glad for the absurd resilience of pony anatomy, and that the cervix was an intense erogenous zone for them rather than a painfully sensitive area.

Each slam into her was met with a further tightening of her insides around you, which led you to pound her with more and more force just to keep the same pace. Neither of you could keep up this escalation for long—both her grip on reality and your endurance—and within a couple of minutes of maintaining this feverish crescendo, you gave one last fierce thrust into her, finally piercing through her cervix and impaling her womb on the head of your dick.

“Fuuuck...you’re fucking mine, you little slut! Rrraghnnn!” You growl into her ear before gently biting down upon it.

Vapor gave out a fevered, juddering scream as her entire body seized in the most intense orgasm that her sweet little pony life had ever experienced, rendering her unconscious within seconds. You let out a deep, ecstatic groan and buried your face in the back of her mane as your cock gave undulating, forceful throbs inside her. The tension had released from her body the moment she lost consciousness, allowing you to hump her slowly and easily as you exploded like a firehose deep into her womb. Her belly slowly stretched out to either side as your essence pooled within her, before the pressure overcame her tightness and spurted out behind the two of you in multiple streams of your mixed orgasms.

After several titanic spurts, your release finally ended. Utterly spent, you fell forward onto her back, pressing her into the soiled couch. She was so entombed in Luna’s realm that not even this disturbance could wake her, although you had just enough energy to roll her onto her side so that the two of you could sleep comfortably on the couch, with her cum-bloated belly facing your own stomach. Running a hand through her mane as you whispered sweet nothings into her ear, you were lulled into dreams by the sound of her own soft, even breaths as she tucked her head into the crook of your neck and snuggled into your chest.

This was already shaping up to be one hell of a week…

Author's Note

I’ve had it reeeal bad for this horse from the moment I saw her episode, so I figured it’s high time—like 3+ years after the fact lol—that I got off my ass and actually finished a reasonable-length piece of fiction instead of writing overambitious adventure-fics with no planned ending. Also, my first time properly attempting “teh l00d," so I hope it holds up to people's preferences and interests, at least for some of you!

I originally intended for this to be a oneshot when I was planning it out, but it quickly became clear to me from the scope of my ideas that it’d end up being one monolithic chapter if I did and I wouldn't be able to explore it as much as I want to. So, if you liked this, look forward to more~!

Saturday Night (and Day) Fever

“Glp...glp...shlp...glp...ghglk...” You were awakened the next morning by the guttural sounds and incredible feeling of your marefriend’s throat constricting around your cock; you notice that sometime during the night your positions had shifted so that she was on top, and she was clearly taking full advantage of that situation. Her muzzle scrunched cutely into your pubes as she looked up at you with deep, beautiful blue eyes full of love and conviction, with the occasional shudder as your cockhead brushed some sensitive spot in her throat.

You weren’t entirely sure why, but the juxtaposition of extreme cuteness and raunchy lewdness that ponies were capable of could make your dick steel-hard at the drop of a hat. There was yet another aspect of cartoon anatomy that made sex with ponies amazing: their complete lack of a gag reflex. Or maybe Vapor was just… “special.” Or maybe pegasi swallow fish whole or something...you didn’t really give a shit one way or the other, all that really mattered was how unbelievable her blowjobs always seemed to be.

She must have been doing this for a while before you woke up, since you already felt as if you were teetering on the edge of another immense release. As if sensing just how close you were, she began humming an old pegasus lullaby, sending you over the edge within the space of a couple seconds. You grabbed her by the back of the head and ran your fingers through her velvety mane as your cock swelled up deep within her esophagus and violently erupted.

Vapor’s pupils went heart-shaped as your enormous load filled her stomach before drizzling from her nose and the corners of her mouth, and moaned deeply with a full-body shudder as she rubbed her distended belly in contentment. Slowly and reluctantly she pulled off of you, licking your rod in a circular pattern to grab up every last drop of your essence that she could reach.

She opened her spotlessly-clean mouth wide and gave a cute little “ahh~” to demonstrate her skill, giggling as she observed your slack-jawed, dizzy stare before she flopped down spread-eagled onto your chest. “Mmmhmmhmm...a seven-course breakfast in bed after getting the best dicking in Equestrian history? What did I ever do to deserve a stallion like you~?”

“By being your amazingly adorable self, you fluffy little deviant~” You say teasingly, gripping her flanks firmly with both hands. She “meep”ed quietly in response, shooting you a dirty look for causing her to make such an undignified sound and wiggling her plump pony posterior in your grasp.

“That big, fat cock of yours could turn any mare into a slut for you, stud...” She growls, giving you the most smoldering bedroom-eyes stare you’d ever seen from her. Your dick twitched against her belly, causing her to giggle mischievously and grind herself against you. “Heheh...seems like he defintely agrees with that sentiment~”

“Fuckin’ hell, you’re gonna be the death of me, Vape...if we keep mashing ourselves together every hour for the rest of this week, then we aren’t gonna make it past tomorrow, y’know...” You groaned out, rubbing your forehead as you sat up against the armrest, Vapor still laid out upon your chest and, now, slowly gyrating on your lap.

“Speak for yourself, bucko, I’m an endless fountain of energy and it seems to me like Big Anon is still rarin’ to go down there~...but I getcha. I guess we can calm it down on the real crazy stuff for a little while...but you’re puttin’ in a doubled-down dickin’ for me tonight! Got that, love?” She said commandingly, then hopped off of your chest and onto the floor. You assumed Vapor’s uncharacteristically demanding behavior was down to her heat...but you had to admit, you really liked this dominant, perpetually-horny side of her.

You began to stand up yourself, but were frozen in place by the incredibly sexy sight of Vapor stretching like a cat in front of you, whipping her tail past her flexing marehood as her wings fanned out restlessly. She casually glanced back, giggling at your wandering eyes before shooting you a wink and heading to the bathroom in a tantalizing, hip-swaying saunter.

Your marefriend never ceased to surprise you with the sheer amount of animal magnetism she could exude...that perpetual horniness you’d mentioned could end up being a problem for your furniture at this rate, though. You’ll be lucky if you’ve got anything left to sit on by the end of this week.

“I’ll need some help getting my back, stud~” She called out from the bathroom in a suggestive growl. Noting your own state of uncleanliness, you noted you probably also needed a “shower buddy” right now…

“Unh! B-b-buck! Aaa-ah-ahhhnnn!” Vapor bucked in your grasp as her body twitched fitfully in the throes of ecstasy, her pleased moans amplified in the tight space of your shower. Steam coated the glass door, ensuring that—had anyone else been in your apartment—they would only see a suggestive silhouette of your lewd embrace.

You'd grabbed her rear, lifted her up to mouth level, and pinned her high against the shower wall with her wings spread against the tiles. The hot water cascaded down upon the two of you, cloaking your heated encounter in a fog of steam. Vapor's minty, tantalizing heat-scent permeated the air even more thoroughly now, as if clinging to the water vapor in the air; that abundance of pungent pony pheromones made you hornier than you'd ever been, even including last night, but you wanted to focus on your mate's pleasure before your own. You estimated that she'd need at least several orgasms beyond what you'd be capable of fucking into her, so you needed the "head start" on today. Even if Vapor had already gotten one out of you when you'd barely even woken up, so you were already quite behind...you redoubled your efforts at this thought, which sent her into a fresh bout of moans and ecstatic squeals.

You were a bit miffed that she had pretty much immediately gone back on her promise to tone things down, but you also understood that heat was absolute hell for pony mares; an inescapable full-body eagerness a million times worse than anything human women would ever have to experience. When shut-in with their partner, a heated mare typically had more sex in a day than an Equestrian escort would have in their best week. At least oral gave your dick a reprieve from her ravenous marehood, even if your tongue felt like it was about to fall off and your hands were so sore they felt arthritic. You would take an uncomfortable soreness over a chafed-raw dick any day of the week.

Speaking of chafing things raw, Vapor gave a weak series of uncoordinated taps on the top of your head, signaling you to stop. You pulled your tongue from her depths and lapped up the minty femcum from the edges of her marehood, and gave her a concerned look as you lowered her to be eye-level with you.

"Phew...gods, I...haaah...feel like I'm gonna pass out! You..nnh...really know how to please a...mmh-mare, Anon~..." She gasps out, her eyes still unfocused and crossed as she cooled down from the intense multi-orgasm that you'd given her. "Mmmh...gonna need a minute...or five...or...zzz..." Your eyes widen in surprise as her head flops forward and her entire body falls limp; you nearly drop her before adjusting your grip to cradle her in your arms.

She clearly hadn't fully recovered from last night's heady escapades; you may have been an incredibly "cunning linguist" by pony standards (their muzzle shape and lack of fingers made them pretty clumsy at anything that wasn't "insert Tab P in Slot V," so it wasn't a very high bar to raise) but she usually had more endurance than that, in the casual encounters you'd had with her during the many months you'd been together so far.

You moved her into the crook of one arm, thankfully possible due to the magically-lightened bodies of pegasi, and squeezed some Mane & Tail into your hand, gently lathering up various parts of her. She hummed delightedly, deeply invested in her impromptu nap, as you massaged the bodily fluids out of her matted fur and tangled mane, returning it to the smooth, pleasant mix of pastel blues and yellows that had become one of your favorite traits of hers since you'd come to know her. You indulged herself with a deep lungful of her scent, before beginning the task of washing the soap off of her. She was so out of it that she didn't wake even once during the entire exercise, right up until the moment you booped her squarely on the end of her nose.

Her face scrunched up adorably, and with a pronounced wriggling of her irritated muzzle, she awoke suddenly and forcefully with a wide-eyed sneeze that you'd been lucky enough to reflexively cover your face for. "AH-CHEW! ...Sniff...sniff...Anoooon...you knooow I hate it when you do that to me...goooshhh..." She whined, her eyebrows bunched up in irritation from your antics as she pawed at your chest indignantly.

"Heh. I do know, but you're ever-so irresistibly cute when you sneeze, Vape. The way you're acting right now is only proving my point, actually..." You observed, smirking at her as she looked down at her kicking hooves, blushed, and curled them up against her chest.

She refused to make eye contact with you and looked to the side, puffing out her cheeks in an indignant huff before releasing it in a long sigh. "...You can be so impossible sometimes, Nonny..." She grumbles, still blushing adorably as she tries not to look at you.

"Stiiilll not helping your case~..." You say teasingly, tickling her under the chin with one finger.

"Aiiieeee! ANOOON! Sometimes I wonder why I even bother with you!" She growls, batting your hand away with her hoof and dropping out of your grasp onto all fours. Muscles still not fully recovered from the afterglow, she nearly falls on her face, but trots out of the shower all the same. She grabs the largest bath towel from the rack and drapes it over her back before trotting out of the bathroom.

As she leaves, you can't resist getting the last word in. "Is that cum-belly of yours not enough of a reminder? I could make it bigger, if that'd help~"

"I-I...that's not even...I can't believe...uuugh!" With that final exasperated huff, she slams the bathroom door behind her, leaving you alone in the shower to finish your own bathing.

With a little chuckle and a shake of your head, you begin working a lather into your scalp as the dull thudding sounds of her rooting around in the kitchen pantry echo through the walls.

It was only after you finished showering that you discovered she'd intentionally taken your bath towel and left her own, much smaller, one for you to attempt to dry off with.

You win some, you lose some...you still considered this a decisive victory, despite the "cost."

Clad in a pair of plain grey boxers, you strode into your kitchen, still toweling your hair off with Vapor's pitifully-small towel. You inhaled more than enough of her scent to leave you posting down one leg of your boxers, but you resolved yourself to ignore it long enough to prepare the two of you a meal of scrambled eggs with smoked salmon bits. It was, you reasoned, the best food you had available for fuelling a raunchy, interspecies sex-marathon...which was, needless to say, not a scenario any reasonable person would stock their pantry for...

Vapor sat at the breakfast nook, watching you idly as she munched on an oat-and-honey energy bar.

You glanced over your shoulder at her and cleared your throat, and causing her ears to perk towards you as you began to speak. "...So let me get this straight...I literally fucked you unconscious last night, yet somehow teasing is where you draw the line?" After a moment of silence, she sighed, setting down her energy bar. You sensed things were about to get "heavy," so to speak, so you clicked off the stove and moved to sit facing her. Brunch could wait.

"Oh, Anon...I really am overjoyed that you like me enough to tease me so much, I just get...a-a little overwhelmed sometimes. Hearing such...l-lewd words that make me think such....scandalous things...p-pegasi are mostly all about the "casual sex" lifestyle but my mother, an earth pony, raised me alone and was much more...reserved about s-sex. I think what my dad did to her, how he left her alone to raise me to an adult, really jaded her towards the idea of sex. B-but I, uh...don't really want to get into that too much right now. Too many memories."

She fidgeted a moment, before she scooted her chair closer to yours and rested her head on your shoulder. Her soft voice soothed your ears as you gently pet her mane and encouraged her to speak.

"Anon...hearing you talk about such lewd things...like b-bucking me unc-conscious...so easily, gets me all embarrassed when I'm not already...y'know, h-horny. What you saw me like last night was a side of me I didn't even know I h-had...I loved it, but by the Gods, I felt like I was in some kind of fever dream the entire time. When I woke up this morning, seeing the way you'd...b-bloated me up like a living c-condom...something inside me snapped. That was why you found me, uh, h-having breakfast when you woke up this morning..." Her words came out in a stuttering stream. She was getting progressively redder in the face as she thought about last night-and this morning-and admitted her most embarrassing thoughts to you.

"Wow...I, umm...I had no idea...I'll be honest, I kinda just thought how you were acting was how all mares in heat acted when they couldn't take it anymore. I had no idea you were so repressed..." You said, voice full of concern for your marefriend's inner turmoil.

"Oh, um...most mares in heat do act like that, actually. Because, you might've noticed, we're a matriarchal society because of the gender ratio, so mares almost always end up being the aggressive ones. Stallions can be aggressive too, it's just, um...rarer..." You knit your eyebrows in confusion as she trailed off, covering her face with a wing as she shivered in place. "And...h-hotter..." She admitted in a raspy breath, almost inaudible beneath the sound of her panting.

You gently pried her wing from her face and gave her a peck on the end of her muzzle. "Woah, slow your roll there, VT. Let's get something to eat before we descend back into riotous debauchery."

She nodded and gave a sheepish, blushing smile that nearly melted your heart into a puddle. "O-okay."

The meal had been delicious, although you'd been somewhat distracted from your own meal by her consistent groans of delight from your cooking abilities. Her sounds, combined with the sky-blue apron she'd donned while helping you finish the meal, made you want to lift her onto the nook table and enjoy "dessert," but you barely restrained yourself. Life wasn't a porno, dammit; you had to eat on here!

The two of you eagerly scarfed down your meal of eggs and fish, and put your dirty plates in the sink with a clatter. The moment they came to rest, the two of you turned to look at each other, completely silent. Seizing the moment, as well as your mare, you grabbed her as she hovered next to you and put her into a bridal carry, prompting a surprised squeal from her as she wrapped her forelegs around your neck for support and fluttered her wings fitfully. "Eeeeeh! Anon, don't scare me like that!" Her attempt to sound indignant utterly failed since you could hear her giggling fitfully.

"But I thought you like stallions who take charge~?" You teased, gripping the base of one of her wings. Her fit of giggling collapsed into a loud moan as her eyes squeezed shut. She went silent, wing throbbing in your grip as she began to have full-body shudders.

The time for conversation and teasing had ended. Your mare was ready once again.

"Aaah-heeheehee!" Vapor squealed giddily as you threw her from the bridal carry to land spread-eagled upon the bed, landing with a loud POMF sound. "Ooh! What are we gonna do on the bed, Anon~?" She fluttered her eyelashes at you, giggling as she saw the bulge that instantly sprang down one leg of your boxers.

"H-how...how do you..." You trailed off incredulously, taking in the incredibly sexy sight of your awaiting marefriend as your brain tried and failed to process the distinctively human reference she'd just made.

"I raided that stash of human comics you keep under this bed and think I don't know about...you're such a naughty colt~...Heehee~..." She said, wiggling her rear at you as she tittered in amusement.

...The more time you spent in Equestria, the more you felt like you really were living in some kind of goofy porno-verse.

As you began to approach her, she suddenly perked up and took off from the bed, grabbing a small bag from somewhere under the bed and bolting into the bedroom's attached half-bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Bewildered, you walked over and gently rapped on the door. "Uhh...Vapor? Are you okay...?"

"Juuust a minute, Nonny. Almost forgot something~...I've been saving this for a special night~" She teased, her voice muffled by the door.

Oh God, she wasn't about to come waltzing out of there with an extra-large pony strap-on and tell you to "bend over," was she? You cautiously backed away from the door and sat on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom door in expectation of her grand reveal.

The bathroom door swung open, revealing the breathtaking sight of your mare clad in a set of silky, full-length, cyan-and-white striped socks. Somehow, a simple clothing article that was everyday attire for humans made ponies look both unbelievably cute and subtly lewd at the same time...and Vapor was certainly no exception! Combined with her half-lidded, bewitching gaze and the sultry sway to her hips as she approached you, you were left completely entranced by the gorgeous little equine temptress in your bedroom.

Your preferences had certainly had quite the shift since you were dropped into Equestria, but looking at how incredibly attractive Vapor was now, you certainly couldn't complain. It was more effort than any woman had put into "looking sexy" for you back on Earth, that was for sure!

You let out a yelp of surprise as Vapor abruptly pounced onto you, wings fully outstretched. She mashed her muzzle against your lips as she intentionally crash-landed into you, and you grunted as you fell back against the bed from her momentum. She eagerly ground herself against your tented boxers and stained them with her wetness, before letting out a surprised, giggling squeal into your mouth as you clapped your hands against her flanks and did some grinding of your own.

"Mmmh...Are you gonna...mwah...ruin me, you...shmack...huge, sexy stud~?" She panted out breathlessly between her heated moans of pleasure and brief gasps for air. The sound of your lips smacking together dominated the room as you made out with her, although she broke off the lengthy lip-lock with a long, shuddering moan as you moved your grip from her soft, tempting flanks to the bases of her outstretched wings. A splash of fem-cum soaked your boxers, which now clung tightly to your body and outlined your imposing package even more than they had been before.

Vapor's dense, cloying, spring-rain scent utterly dominated your bedroom, sending you into a sexually-fueled delirium as your dick throbbed so hard you felt like it was going to explode. A mischievous glint entered your eyes, causing your mare to shudder as she stared into them.

She let out a surprised yelp as you sat up, moved one hand back to her flank, and lifted her rear away from your crotch. She then watched in wide-eyed amazement, with no small amount of arousal, as a surge of lust-fuelled adrenaline allowed you to rip your marecum-sodden boxers off in a single abrupt yank, freeing your angrily throbbing member as you readied yourself to impale her on it.

Slowly, agonizingly, you lowered her onto it, halting just as the tip of your member began to part her soft, clenching folds. "What do good fillies say to their studs?" You growled in her ear, causing another wave of shudders to echo through her body.

"P-please?" She squeaked.

"Please what, filly?" You nipped at her ear in admonishment, causing another orgasm to spout onto your crotch. You barely resisted the urge to abolish the teasing and go to town on her, but held firm. Restraining yourself would make it all the sweeter when things really got going.

"Please b-buck me, stud~!" She groaned. "I can't bucking take it anymore! Shove me onto that huge mare-breaking dick of yours and take what you own~! Bucking breed me~! Ruin m-AHHHN~!" You interrupted her desperate, increasingly lewd pleas by sending yourself balls-deep into her with a single thrust. Her dirty-talk game was far stronger than you could've possibly defended against, especially with that titillating, raspy voice of hers. The time for talking had passed...it was time to make her scream.

"Mmh, this is what, unh, what you wanted, right~? For me to, unh, pound you on my lap like my, unh, like my own little fucktoy~?" You grunted between firm, deep thrusts of your hips, putting a hand over her bulging tummy to feel your dick stretching her out, ensuring that nothing else in Equestria would ever be able to satisfy her.

"Ahhhnnn, YES~! Make me your broodmare, stud~!" Her provocative pleas triggered an aggressive, primal response from somewhere deep within you. You wrapped one arm tightly around her midsection and gripped one of her flanks tightly with your other hand, using your strength to speed up her own riding motions as you also sped up your own thrusts.

"Gonna pump my fuckin' foals into you so god-damned hard..." You growled in her ear, sending her into another shuddering, orgasmic fit. The head of your dick popped in and out of her cervix at frenetic speeds and turned her brain to mush in short order. No longer capable of speaking, Vapor captured your mouth in another deep, passionate kiss as the rest of her went fully limp, utterly spent.

Sensing her inability to stay upright for much longer, you broke away from the sensual kiss and used your grip on her to lay back onto the bed and roll the two of you so that you were looming over her in the missionary position. Similar to the position from last night...but considerably more intimate now that she was facing you. You were able to look down at your partner and see the fucked-silly expression she wore, as well as feel her plump teats jiggling and brushing up against your belly every time you hilted her.

Grunting from exertion, you felt your muscles begin to burn and balls begin to ache, the incredible undulating tightness of your mare being hell on even your impressive endurance. Observing that she'd nearly lapsed into another fuck-coma, you let the knot in your core come undone and allowed yourself your release. She moaned and writhed weakly as she felt the familiar, indescribably erotic sensation of your member swelling to an even larger size inside her, your spongy head stretching her cervix nice and wide for the oncoming torrent.

"Take it, my mare! Take it all! Rrragh~!" You groaned viciously.

She let loose a juddering scream as the first copious load sprayed against the back of her uterus like a firehose, and slammed her muzzle against your lips once more as her tongue blindly wiggled around inside your mouth. You felt her belly begin to swell up against your own once again, bloating out to either side and giving her the appearance of a near-term pregnant mare. The moment you thought of Vapor heavy with your child, a heavy throb went through your balls as a particularly strong spurt filled her womb to overflowing. The excess filled what little space was left in her tunnel before it erupted out of her, sending a mixture of your essences arcing over the edge of the bed and onto the floor below.

The initial pressure difference having been relieved, the remainder of your excessive orgasm oozed slowly out of your joining and pooled on the sheets. You thanked whatever crazy Equestrian magic had scaled up your orgasms to that of a horse of your size, because the primal sense of power you got from turning your marefriend into a living cum-balloon always felt utterly indescribable.

Now just as exhausted as Vapor, you released the tension from your arms and legs and allowed yourself to put more of your weight on the mare beneath you. The force applied on her belly sent another large spurt out of her, and ejected your spent member from her depths to flop onto her cum-soaked inner thigh.

With the last of your strength, you rolled onto your side and cuddled your mare against your chest, before throwing some of the less-soiled parts of the covers over your embrace. You gave her a peck on the forehead as you drifted off to sleep, your breathing pattern synchronizing with her own as you kept each other warm through the night.

You wondered what sort of escapades tomorrow would bring...

Author's Note

Goodness, this is the most enthused I've felt about writing in years!

I totally lost track of thanking everyone personally for their faves and watches (this got a way bigger response than I ever expected!) but just know that I deeply appreciate each and every one of you and I'm glad you're enjoying my smutty little fic <3

Sunday Morning, Rain is Falling

The intermittent pattering of raindrops on your bedroom window gently roused you from your slumber, although "gentle" quickly became "harsh" as a ray of sunlight broke through a gap in the rainclouds and shone directly into your eyes. You grumbled at the intrusion, forcefully squinting your eyes closed and snuggling further into the lump in bed next to you.

Except...it felt less like your marefriend and a lot more like a pillow she'd cleverly substituted in her place. Opening your eyes and glancing at the space next to you confirmed this to be the case. "Uhh...babe?" You groaned out, sitting up and rubbing your eyes as you blearily glanced around the room. "Vapor? ...Where are you?" You called out.

Your only response was the continued sound of the morning rain shower and the faint, muffled sound of songbirds and other animals outside. Glancing over at your nightstand, you notice a notepad with a hastily-scribbled note written on it. As you looked at it, it took a few seconds for the strange pony-runes to morph into legible English...yet another body-enchantment you would never be able to thank Princess Twilight enough for. The translator-eyes had come in handy many times, especially when you were acclimating to pony history and culture by way of the alicorn's expansive library. You swear that mare had books for everything...

Wiping the sleep-crud from your eyes, you cleared out your meandering morning-brain thoughts and focused what little attention you could muster on the note Vapor had written for you.

Sorry for leaving without saying anything! I panicked when I woke up because I just remembered I forgot to let Captain Spitfire know how long I'd be away for when I ran out of the Academy in my heat-craze! I'll be back later tonight, stud.
~ Vapor xoxo <3

A mix of anticipation and dread warred in your thoughts. It felt like too convenient an excuse...besides, wasn't it called heat week for a reason? Come to think of it...just how many of the mares at the Academy were too focused on the 'Bolts to find time for stallion-friends? Why would she need to go to the Academy for almost the entire day for what should've been a brief trip?

You now had the feeling that today's "activities" were going to be even more hedonistic than the last two days had been...and that was definitely saying something.

No time to waste, then...you had some errands to run.

You thanked the stars for the ponies' answer to mass-transportation in such desperate times; they'd created "magi-transit" hubs in cities and towns across Equestria, which allowed even non-magical beings to teleport huge distances at relatively inexpensive prices. It distinctly reminded you of the Floo Network, except with a lot less soot, discomfort, and misdirection.

You'd made your way to Ponyville and gone to the local royal guard station to arrange an escort into the Everfree; the well-trodden path to Zecora's hut was generally safe, but you didn't want to take any chances. Plus, those little unicorn mares that populated the Ponyville barracks just looked way too damned cute in that ridiculous armor of theirs. Armor which also accentuated their flanks quite nicely...especially the big, jiggling flanks in front of you. God damn, unicorns always had the best asses...

You blinked rapidly and shook your head, removing yourself from that train of thought before something untoward happened with the little yellow combat-mage you were alone in the dark and scary woods with. "Dammit, brain, not helping," You muttered under your breath.

The mage's training-sensitized ears flicked in your direction, and she giggled briefly before glancing back and giving you a cheeky wink, wiggling her flanks and making her grey-with-purple-trim mage armor rattle loudly. "We could have a go once we get back to the barracks if you'd like~..." She teased, grinning deviously at your embarrassed expression.

You blushed and nervously cleared your throat out of habit. "I'm, uh, taken. I have a lead-mare, I mean," you grumbled, and politely averted your eyes from her rear as your thoughts turned to one of the biggest...cultural differences from your world: relationships.

The guardsmare frowned slightly at having been brushed off, but didn't seem too perturbed as she returned to her task of leading you. If anything, she had something of a spring to her step now as she cantered in front of you, as if she considered your wandering eyes a compliment to her looks rather than the idle lechery of a perverted male.

Yeah..."cultural differences" was putting it mildly.

Ponies, being herd animals, were very openly polygamous and encouraged stallions to "stud themselves out" to the much larger mare population, just like Earth equines. This left you with mixed feelings. On the one hand, "free love" was mainstream here! Just like all those hippies back home wanted. On the other hand...every guy secretly wants to live out a harem fantasy (even, or perhaps especially, if it's with magical talking horses), but having that much sex and that many relationships at the same time had to be completely exhausting, bordering on unhealthy. Many men would dream to be in a world like Equestria, but just as many would regret ever wishing for it after a few months of having to deal with horny alien-horses dogpiling them at every opportunity!

You had no idea how herding ever worked out for these ponies within their species, considering one little mare had been utterly decimating your much stronger human stamina as of late. Sure, you figured Vapor was a bit...okay, a lot...of a size queen, but damn, she really must be having a bad heat.

Which brought your inner monologue back to the reason why you'd ventured out in the middle of nowhere in the first place: you were seeking a meeting with the Everfree's resident zebra shamaness. If RPGs had taught you anything, you knew that an apothecary like her would be capable of whipping up some stamina and virility potions for you...maybe even "super-hydration" drinks, if that was even a thing. You weren't sure what degree of physics-defying bullshit zebra magic was capable of, given that unicorn magic seemed to be limitless in application, but you were eager to find out.

You were broken from your thoughts as you nearly tripped over your escort, who'd come to a stop in front of you without much warning. She rolled her eyes, gesturing to the door before taking up a defensive position next to it. "Go ahead, knock. I'll keep watch out here while you're getting things done. Uh, don't mind the creepy masks. She's pretty cool once you get to know her."

"Much appreciated, Lieutenant Glimmerlance." You said. She responded with a slight nod, turning her steely gaze to the dark underbrush.

You rapped out "mane-and-tail job, two bits" on the door, and hear several hoofsteps inside the hut before the door swings inward. An equine unlike any you'd ever seen in Equestria entered your vision; you weren't sure what you were expecting, but she was surprisingly similar in appearance to the pictures of Earth zebras you had seen, aside from the golden rings adorning her neck and ears and the huge, striped mohawk-mane she sported.

Her eyebrows rose in increasing levels of surprise as she took in your appearance and unusual size, craning her head up to lock eyes with you. She smiled hesitantly and greeted you in a husky, melodic voice that carried a distinct North African accent. "What a surprising thing to see, for such a creature to appear before me! Come into my abode and sit, let us discuss the reason for your trip." Glancing past your large form as you ducked into the entryway of her home, she took notice of the mage standing guard outside. "Worry not my horned friend; there is no reason to defend. Please come in with your charge; my home's interior is plenty large."

This world never ceased to surprise you. Sparkly unicorns, flying horses, and now zebras that speak in rhyme...what's next, a unicorn that speaks in the third person? How the heck was she even able to come up with these verses on the fly? Shaking your head, you resolved to discuss that at a later date. You needed some potions to please your mate.

...Dammit. Now she had you doing it, too.

The guardsmare looked uncomfortable at such a breach of protocol, but shrugged and took the zebra's invitation. Zecora shut the door behind her before taking a seat in a chair next to her brewing station.

"Greetings, Shaman Zecora. I wanted to ask about some potions you might be able to make for me." You asked formally from the sofa across from her, resting one leg sideways on your knee. The mage took a seat next to you, scanning the door and windows for threats. It was apparent that once she focused on military-mode, it was hard to break her out of it.

"There is no need to be so formal; aside from the obvious, I'm quite normal. If it is truly magical brews that you seek; I assure you, I am Ponyville's peak." She said coolly, drinking from a steaming cup of tea as you and the guard also took small, testing sips.

"Alright, uh, awesome. You can certainly help me, then. I need some stamina and, uh...virility potions. Possibly also some "super-hydration" drinks, if those are a thing in this world? I still don't get how the whole magic thing works." You explained. The guardsmare next to you blushed at the combination of potions you were requesting, and Zecora shot her an amused grin before turning her attention back to you.

"A curious combination of potions to create; am I to assume they're for your mate?" She queried, managing to keep her speech all-business despite the topic.

"Uhh...yeah. It's heat week for her, but I think she might be bringing some of her friends from the Wonderbolts Academy to my house to "surprise" me when I get back. I'm trying to get one step ahead of her little scheme and make some, uhh, preparations." You explain, causing Glimmerlance to give you a slightly hurt look as her brows knit together. Oh, crap...you'd already told the lieutenant "no" under the pretense of your relationship with Vapor being closed to new members.

Zecora chuckled. "It never ceases to surprise me; how licentious ponies can be. In my homeland it is the norm; though compared to them, pony stallions don't perform."

God, even zebra-land sounds like something out of a porno. You mentally commented.

"I can create the potions you seek in a flash; I fear my methods may make your enthusiasm dashed. To create these potions to full effect, certain reagents I must expect."

A sinking feeling settled in your pants, as you and Glimmerlance shared a blushing glance. "Let me guess...it needs freshly extracted juices, right?"

"Right on the nose; that is, indeed, what I propose." She glanced at the empty teacups on the table, and got up from her seat to trot over to her woodstove. "While you discuss things with your escort mare, I shall make some more tea to clear the air." With that, she left you to a shared awkward silence.

"Sooo...about what I was sayin' earlier. I've never actually, uh..." Her coarse, tomboyish voice trailed off, blushing as she tapped her hooves together and created a metallic clinking from her combat horseshoes. "...Yeah. It turns out most stallions aren't all that crazy about a mare in uniform. It makes them think I'm uppity and old-fashioned for wanting to protect them, or something like that. Being a unicorn doesn't help. Now that my actions are being thrown back in my face like this, though...I really dunno what to say, dude. My past interactions with guys amount to "yes, sir"s and the occasional teasing of newb squaddies."

You hugged her armored body into your side with one hand and ruffled the portion of mane sticking out of her helm with the other, causing her to let out an indignant squeal as she recoiled from you and fussed with the mane you'd disturbed. "God, I never thought a combat mage could be this fuckin' adorable."

"Ugh, don't call me that! I've known you for twenty minutes, I don't even let my parents get away with that much mushy stuff!" She complained, sticking her tongue out at you afterwards. Her "blep"ing only managed to make her look more adorable, if that was even possible.

"Your time spent here is valuable indeed, when at home you've mares in need." Zecora reminded the two of you, interrupting the back-and-forth teasing. She set a tray with a new, steaming pot of tea and a clean pair of wooden cups on the table. The lieutenant inclined her head in thanks, and then lifted the pot with her telekinetic aura and filled both cups.

You swore the color of this tea, unlike the previous one, had some sort of reddish tint to it, but didn't pay it much mind. If the Princess of Friendship trusted her, you doubted it was anything to be worried about. Even if a third cup was conspicuously absent from the tray... And the zebra was looking at the two of you as if expecting something to happen...

You reasoned that she probably just wanted to make sure the two of us enjoyed the blend, and lifted the cup to your lips and took a sip; Glimmerlance did as well. Your expressions brightened; this was the best tea you'd ever had! It sent a rush of pleasant tingling through your body from your head to your toes, and you could tell from the way the mage was shivering that she was experiencing the same sensation. She even moaned! From drinking tea!

Normally you would've taken that moan as a warning sign (nobody, not even Rarity, enjoyed tea that much), but for some reason a heady, delirious haze had descended upon you and begun to cloud your thoughts. You felt the spark of heat within your core transform into a flame of lust as you gazed at her flushed cheeks, fluffy chest, and those wide, foal-bearing flanks squishing into Zecora's couch. By pony standards, the mare must be at least a 7/10...were ponies really so hung up on gender roles that they focused on personality without even considering the enormity of "dat flank"?

You heard the mare next to you give out a shuddering squeak, and noticed that sometime during your inner monologue of ass-worship, your hand had wandered down her armored back and come to rest with a firm grip on her squishy right cheek. "God damn, why does every one of you unicorns have such a fat fuckin' ass? Spendin' all your days readin' books and sippin' tea and shit...unf..." You muttered, your grip turning into a deep-tissue massage that caused the mare to go limp and fall over onto her side from the pleasure.

"Ooogh...I don't know what the buck was in that tea, but if this is what drinkin' it gets me, I'm definitely not complainin'..." She groaned, lighting her horn and teleporting her armor off to land in a clattering pile next to the front door. Seconds later, she did the same with your own clothes as well, leaving you stark naked. "I buckin' love human hands already...now I see why that crazy turquoise mare in town is always rantin' and ravin' about 'em..."

"Mmh...I'm about to make you love these hands even more, Glimmy~" You teased, scratching her behind her ears with one hand as your other continued to vigorously grope her flank.

"Hey...I didn't give ya permission to start using pet na-ahhhn~..." Her halfhearted admonishment trailed off into a moan as you tweaked her erect teats with one hand and stuck three fingers of your other hand knuckle-deep into her winking marehood. The sudden intrusion caused her to spasm and gush around your wriggling digits, and Zecora trotted over and wordlessly held an empty potion bottle below her dripping-wet pussy, capturing her essence as it leaked out of her.

"About another pint I'll need, please continue to do the deed~..." The zebra whispered huskily into your ear, her turquoise eyes twinkling with mischief. "After this mare has been pleased, we shall go about gathering your seed~"

Your face lit up in a blush as the zebra's coy, suggestive growls sunk into your hormone-addled brain, though both of your attentions became fixed upon Glimmerlance as she began feverishly panting and writhing on the couch. "H-haaah...oh, Anon...Anooon...ANOOON, I'M CUUUMIIING!" She reached her peak in a feverish shriek. Fizzles of raw, unfocused magic erupted from her horn in sparkling bursts, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her powerful muscles writhed and rippled underneath her coat.

Prompted by the onset of her orgasm, Zecora removed your hand from Glimmer's spasming cunt and shoved the opening of the bottle directly against her marehood just as it winked open; the sensation of cool glass against her overwhelmed, steaming-hot pussy sent her into such an intense secondary orgasm that it looked like the mare was having a seizure.
Glancing up at the mare's face, you noticed with some alarm--even through the haze of your arousal--that her eyes had turned a blinding, radiant white. An ominous humming sound and turquoise glow were rapidly building from her horn. You felt an uncomfortable tingle in your mouth as if your tongue were touching a 9-volt battery, causing you to shudder from the odd sensation.

Twilight Sparkle had educated you about the warning signs of a surge back when you'd first arrived; apparently it was something all pony foals were taught at a young age. At the time, you hoped you'd never have to deal with such a thing, particularly because the only advice she had for a non-magical creature like you was "run, and don't look back."

"Oh, fuck." You muttered, frantically tapping Zecora on the shoulder. She looked up at you as she corked the filled bottle of marecum, and her eyes widened in panic as she finally noticed that the combat mage lying on her couch was surging. With a shout of alarm, she ran for a potion shelf on the far wall, but you could already tell from how brightly the lieutenant's horn was glowing that she wouldn't get there and back quickly enough for it to matter before you'd all end up caught in the release of violent, unfocused energies. (In other words, a big magical boom.)

Muttering prayers to whatever passed for a deity in this crazy pony-verse, you took matters into your own hands, leaping on top of the surging mare and taking the top half of her horn into your mouth.

You felt the beginnings of something erupt from her horn, and everything went white.

With a pained groan, you slowly opened your bleary, unfocused eyes. Everything hurt, yet for some reason you felt...invigorated. The confusing mix of sensations going through your body was put to the sidelines as you sat up from your prone position on the floor and focused on the image of complete devastation surrounding you.

Gelatinous, turquoise goo coated everything in a six-foot radius around Zecora's couch, and your throat felt tingly and raw. You could see twinkles of light from within the strange goo as it oozed off of surfaces, the occasional splat sounding as bits of it fell to the floor. Zecora laid unmoving against the far wall, buried underneath a potion shelf that had collapsed onto her after she'd, presumably, been flung into it.

Glimmerlance laid unconscious on the couch, although in considerably better shape; she appeared to be peacefully sleeping despite the sparkly slime coating her body. The bottle of marecum that Zecora had gathered lay shattered in a puddle next to her cauldron.

You felt a dull tingling from your crotch and glanced down, your jaw falling open in shock as your eyes nearly popped out of your head. Somehow, your already decently long length had grown to around a foot long and nearly a soda-can in diameter. You hesitantly reached down and prodded it with a finger, wincing and groaning as the sharp poking sensation that confirmed that yes, it was real, and no, you weren't dreaming. "Wh...what in the absolute fuck...?" You said breathlessly, staring at your prodigious new length.

You were startled from your trance as Zecora tapped you on the shoulder. She looked slightly bruised up, but otherwise none the worse for wear...aside from the mixture of various potions that had been splattered all over her, that is. "It seems that magical surge made you better than new; you clearly don't need my potions now, do you~?" Zecora commented huskily, hearts beginning to form in her eyes as she slowly stroked the base of your dick. "Even a zebra male would be hard-pressed, to have such length at their behest..." Her rhymes were getting increasingly lewder and less restrained, and you felt somewhat light-headed from the unhealthy amount of blood rushing to your stiffening, pulsing member. You wondered what was in those potions Zecora had gotten spilled all over herself, but knowing how things seemed to be going this week, you were sure every single one of them was something lewd.

She didn't seem intimidated at all by the comical, life-threatening size difference...it was reaching all the way to her chest at full erection...and if anything, she seemed even more turned on by it. Either the potions had completely addled her mind, or Zecora transcended Vapor's "size queen" status and went all the way to "size empress."

"Yo, dude, what the buck?" Glimmerlance groaned, rubbing the side of her aching head as she stared wide-eyed at your room-dominating pillar of flesh, any tiredness an afterthought in the face of your immense dick. "I knew I was pent up, but by the Sun, how hard did my horn blow? The whole place is covered!" She looked around in astonishment, grimacing as she lifted a foreleg from the couch. It came up with strings of magical mayonnaise clinging to it, a wet shplop sounding out as she jumped off the couch and onto the equally-covered floor.

Attempting to join in on the cock-worship Zecora was lavishing you with, she let out a startled yelp as one of her back hooves caught in a blob of goo, sending her tumbling facefirst into your plump balls. The impact was mercifully nowhere near as debilitatingly painful as you expected it to be, and you soon forgot about anything else entirely as Zecora began trying to fit the head of your soda-can-thick dick into her mouth, at the same time as Glimmer began lavishing your full, sensitive balls in an unending assault of licks and sucks. Your length pulsed and erupted a half-cup of pre all over itself and on Zecora's face, running down the dorsal vein of your new penis and directly into Glimmer's eager, greedy maw. The salty taste and dense, cloying musk that surrounded you sent the mares' heads spinning, causing their eyes to roll into the back of their skulls as they moaned, groaned, and mindlessly worshipped your unbelievably massive spire.

"Mmh...pop!...all your seed I must harvest...shlrp...to put my burning loins to rest~..." Zecora groaned out feverishly, between her attempts at making out with your cockslit. All pretense of extracting your seed for her potions had evidently flown out the window.

"Nuh uh, these huge buckin' balls are mmpf alllll mine, he's been wantin' to pound foals into my "fat fuckin' ass" ever since he met me~..." Glimmer said feverishly, wiggling her ass back and forth and causing her plump, round flanks to jiggle in front of you. "It was all I could do not to pin him down and wring some foals outta him on the way here~! Unhhh, buck, these smell so goooood~..." She growls, trailing off as she buries her face in your balls.

"Hold on a fuckin' second, will you, you crazy cock-hungry mares? God!" You growled, lifting them both away from your dick by the scruff of the neck and causing them to freeze, intimidated into inaction. "The only womb this new dick is claiming is Vapor's until further notice...got that~?"

The mares both nodded rapidly, and continued to lavish you in mindless affection the moment you released them. "I'm...mmf, fuck...glad we understand each other." You mutter, groaning in ecstasy as the two girls sandwich your dick in a tight hug, bouncing up and down and grinding their soft bellies onto your cock.

The two of them whimper as you wrap your arms around their waists and begin humping upward furiously, causing them to bounce aimlessly as strings of drool fly from their mouths. Glimmer's eyes roll into the back of her head and she squealed as her clit ground against your balls, the curled hairs teasing and stimulating her aching marehood; Zecora let out a deep, sensual moan from the stimulation, showing more restraint than the clearly-inexperienced guard.

The sounds of ecstasy were cut short as Zecora grabbed the back of Glimmer's head and mashed their lips together, beginning a heated make-out session over the head of your cock that sent you into a fresh bout of throbbing from the sight. Spurts of your pre splashed against their necks and faces, intensifying the mares' fervor as they occasionally broke the lip-lock to scoop up preseed from the other's body, adding it to their licentious lip-locking whenever they rejoined.

This erotic combination of sight, sound, and feeling left you helpless to resist your steadily building climax, and you swore you could hear an ominous rumbling sound as it approached. At first you thought you were imagining it, but when both mares glanced down at your swollen spire and shuddered in anticipation, you realized it definitely wasn't your imagination. "Oh, fuck...oh, fuck...ohfuck-" Your movements ground to a halt as you saw stars, the mares still slowly grinding their bellies on either side of you.

Both of them pointed their open muzzles at your cockhead as they felt the first of a series of bulges traveling up your length. Your vision went completely white as an inferno of pleasure overtook your senses, your thick, virile seed fountaining from your tip to completely coat both mares' upper bodies. A few seconds into the salvo, Glimmer grinned deviously as she grabbed the back of the zebra's mane and forced her mouth to engulf your spasming head and then the rest of you.

Zecora's eyes bugged out as streamers of your cum erupted from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth, though her eyelids gradually lowered as your oversized organ traveled deeper and deeper into her. Your essence bulged out her neck and stomach obscenely as a lewd gulping sound dominated the room, your copiously orgasming dick filling up the shamaness like a striped eclair. Her face was a mix of orgasmic delirium and a burning lack of oxygen, eyes completely unfocused as her limbs twitched aimlessly. Zecora had officially checked out of Hotel Equus.

Glimmer finally relented once the other mare's stomach had bloated to the size of a basketball, wrenching her near-unconscious companion off of your cock with a grunt of exertion. Her jaw dropped in surprise as your orgasm continued on even further, blasting her directly in her open mouth as your cockhead popped out of Zecora's thoroughly abused maw and the thoroughly sated mare flopped onto her side.

Slamming her mouth closed after the first mouthful of your seed, Glimmer seemed to get a devious idea as her eyes twinkled with mischief, your own gaze dizzily locking with hers before she turned around, lifted her rear in the air, aimed your dick with her magic, and butt-slammed her big, puffy ponut directly onto your spit-slickened, still-erupting cock. Your hands clapped onto her huge cheeks, fingers sinking into her plush posterior as your magically-augmented dick thoroughly impaled the ambitious little horse.

"Ooh, BUCK! Pound my fat flanks full of your cum, dude~!" She squealed rapturously, slamming her ass reverse-cowgirl onto you and giving you a loud, lewd, unforgettable show as her ass clapped against your thrusting hips and ribbons of your unbelievable orgasm streamed out from her clenching ponut, pooling on your waist and between her cheeks. You could just barely see the edges of her bulging stomach extending out from either side of her.

You gave a loud groan as you bottomed out one last time in her ass, the final dregs of your orgasm being wrung out of you by her clenching, writhing depths as they took the last of your stamina with them. You slumped back onto the couch as Glimmer, still thoroughly connected, fell back with you, flopping against your chest as her. "...Sun, moon, n' stars! That was quite the rodeo...Where have you been all my life~?" She moaned, wiggling her hips and grinding your spent cock against her flooded walls, sending a shudder through both of you.

A loud shplop sounded out from your joining as your magical augmentations left you, uncorking the lake of seed you'd entombed within her depths and sending it flooding out of her, covering your crotch and the floor in front of the couch with a pool of your thick cum. A groan to your side informed you that Zecora had returned to consciousness just in time to see the mess you'd made of her home...not that it hadn't already been ruined by Glimmer's massive horngasm. "Oogh...One of the better meals I've had, the taste of your...unh...burp...essence is not all that bad~" The zebra groaned. "One with the horn, if your mind is not worn; please float the green potion to restore me to motion." She weakly gestured over to a potion bottle with an "E" label and a green substance on it. The bottle shakily lifted up in Glimmer's shimmering turquoise aura and floated over to Zecora, who caught it out of the air and downed the entire bottle in one go.

As if lightning had struck her, Zecora jolted off the couch and landed all four hooves on the floor. She nearly fell over when the inertia of her cum-belly caught up with her, but held firm with a rosy blush tinting her cheeks. "Ahh...Just the brew I needed to recover from getting seeded~...now, let's make some of those potions you needed." Eerie green flames rose to life under Zecora's cauldron as she trotted into her storage room.

The burbling of Zecora's cauldron, combined with the warm feelings of afterglow, lulled you and Glimmer into a peaceful drowsiness. You put one hand on her fluffy chest and another on the pudge you'd given her, as the two of you drifted off to sleep to the sounds of the shaman working her unique brand of magic.

Author's Note

Man, I hate getting sick. Especially right at the start of a semester. It just takes all your motivation to do anything and throws it right in the bin. Made this take a lot longer than I wanted it to.

The ideas I had for this chapter ended up being a lot more of a doozy than I planned, too, so it looks like it's gonna be 2 chapters for this "day." (Suppose it also fits better with the song title if it's split.)

Lemme know how I did writing Zecora! It was lots of fun interspersed with major brain-pain, which I'm guessing is the usual experience people have writing her. It didn't help my head congestion, that's for sure... :applejackconfused:

Hope y'all enjoyed the expansion to the plot...among the expansion of other things~! :raritywink:

Just Another Manic Monday

"Breed us, Anon..." They chorus like a school of sirens. "Make us your mares..."

Your length swung stiffly between your legs as you approached them; the four mares stared dreamily at it, their eyes sliding back and forth as its motion left their minds hazy and their eager, reddened pussies dripping and winking eagerly at you.

Stepping up behind your lead mare, you hefted your throbbing tool with one hand and released it with a dull, meaty smack onto her back and dock. Her legs nearly buckled from the sensation, sending a shudder through her as she nickered in surprise and adjusted her hind legs. Your milky pre drooled into the soft, wispy strands of her twitching tail, and the two of you shared a gaze full of love, passion, and longing.

That sobering, heart-melting moment, where both of you lost sense of time and surroundings and indulged in each other's presence, was what you'd missed the most from her in the recent sex-drenched days. Everything for you had been such a whirlwind of debaucherous couplings that it was easy to forget your forebrain's reasons for attraction and slip away into your hindbrain's control...even with tonight's exceedingly lewd circumstances, you relished in this deep, passionate moment with your gorgeous and lovely marefriend.

"Duuude, c'mon, fuck your foals in'na her already! My lower half's dyin' of thirst over here!" Cloudchaser interrupted brashly from the right, earning a smack upside the head from her sister as you and Vapor blushed and broke your shared gaze, glaring at the other pegasus for her rudeness.

"You're the one who chose to go after me rather than before! Shush!" Flitter hissed quietly at her.

The two of you tuned out the comments from the peanut gallery and refocused on the task at hand. Slowly, agonizingly, you stepped back to align yourself with Vapor's entrance, causing her to tremble in a mix of anticipation, arousal, and slight ticklishness as your throbbing dorsal vein dragged against the underside of her dock.

"Are you ready, baby girl?" You asked endearingly, running your fingers through her tail as your broad cockhead came to rest, ever-so-slightly parting her entrance.

"I've never been more ready in my life, Anon~!" Vapor growled, bucking back against you with significantly more vigor than you expected. Caught off guard, you could do nothing but groan dumbly and brace yourself from falling over backward as your head slipped into her slickened depths with a loud pop. "O-o-ohhh...oh sweet Sun...I thought you were big before! Hnnn..." She groaned, wiggling side-to-side to adjust to your immense girth in a way that drove you absolutely up the wall.

With a guttural, primal sound somewhere between a moan and a grunt, you grabbed a fistful of her tail in one hand and a helping of her modest, squeezable flank in the other, and surged forwards in one fluid motion.

Vapor's eyes rolled back in her head as her wings shot to full extension at her sides, hind-hooves lifting off the ground as her tummy bulged obscenely from the insertion. An incredibly intense orgasm slammed into her brain without warning as you bottomed out aggressively against her cervix, causing her tunnel to clench and writhe around you and made your knees tremble. "Oooh my goood...fuck yeah, Vapor! I'm gonna love you so, mmf, fuckin' hard...!" You exclaimed.

Under normal circumstances, Vapor likely would've given an equally passionate response, but for now, she was only capable of drooling and moaning with a fucked-stupid, cross-eyed expression as the force behind your titanic thrusts pushed her front half into the bedsheets.

"Nnnuh...so! Fucking! Tight!" You hissed through clenched teeth, giving her a rapid, deep series of thrusts that sent her into a fresh bout of inarticulate squeals as you began to really take your mare to pound-town.

Vapor's hindlegs wiggled in the air as your thrusts lifted her rear to near-vertical, putting her in the piledriver position as you towered over her. It gave the other three mares quite the show, as her bulging stomach and your balls slapping against her stretched-out clit and marehood were in full view. They watched in wide-eyed amazement, resting their chests on the bed as they reached back and vigorously hoofed themselves to the sight.

"Mmh, you're gonna breed her, aren't you?" Flitter said breathily, between fevered moans and ragged gasps. "And after you claim her...mmh, you'll claim me, too..." She shuddered and squirted onto the floor next to your bed, letting out a wanton sigh as she went limp and plopped down into the puddle of her own juices.

"Doesn't one look at that cute flank of hers just, nnnaaah, make you wanna empty those big, plump balls into her, Anon~?" Cloudchaser growled, briefly interrupting herself as she grazed a sensitive spot with her hoof.

"Show her who's boss, big guy~" Glimmerlance said teasingly, groaning with lust as she witnessed the intense fucking next to her.

The mares' brazen dirty talk sent you into an uncontrollable spiral of rut-lust. With a groan of pleasure and desire, you grip your marefriend by the hips and increase the depth and speed of your thrusts, a meaty smack of flesh-on-fur sounding out with each insertion as her ass jiggles against your crotch. Every pleased moan and vaginal clenching from her sent you deeper and deeper into a haze of procreation-driven ecstasy, your mind subsumed fully into instinctual "maleness" as your entire world narrowed into the beautiful mare whose eager womb was begging for your seed. You became only dimly aware of the lustful adulations of the other mares, no longer concerned with them or their whims. Once they witnessed your mare thoroughly-bred and sporting a full-term cum-belly, what they thought wouldn't matter; their heat would take hold of them and they'd never leave your side until they ended up in the same well-fucked stupor as your marefriend.

Feeling your balls start to tremble and throb, you decided it was time to change position once again to afford yourself a better view of the impending finale. You gave Vapor a particularly deep thrust that brutally impaled her womb with your glans and left her belly bulging obscenely, then gripped her hips and rotated her like a turkey on a spit until she was lying belly-up. The unbelievable stimulation of her tight cervix grinding against the ridge of your cockhead nearly took you over the edge right then and there, but you clenched your teeth and buttocks and barely managed to hold yourself back.

Cloudchaser flew up from the bed and wrapped her forehooves around you from behind, placing her muzzle on your shoulder to get a first-person view of the pegasus getting utterly destroyed beneath you. "That's it, Anon...use her like your own little sex toy..." She breathed in your ear, grinding her crotch against your back as her hooves ran across your pecs.

"Nnnguhhh...g-get...geh...getting close...fffffuuuuuhhhck..." You groaned, trading speed for power as you hammered the back of your marefriend's womb with brutal efficiency, pressing her face into the bedsheets.

"Cum...cum...cum!...cum in her, Anon!" Cloudchaser, Flitter, and Glimmer all chanted, crowding around you as they witnessed the erotic spectacle of your union.

With a deep, bellowing groan, you slammed all the way to the hilt in Vapor's tight cunt, holding yourself there as your balls throbbed and Vapor's legs and wings twitched fitfully. Loud, wet splurts sounded out from inside your marefriend as you doused her insides with your thick, virile seed, oozing from your union in little trails that were eagerly lapped up by the three voyeur mares and giving both of your overstimulated, throbbing organs a little extra stimulation.

Vapor went completely limp by the time the first pint emptied into her, fucked into a blissful unconsciousness as her drug-enhanced heat was sated by your equally drug-enhanced mare-breaking dick. Even when KO'd, her incredible pelvic muscles continued to instinctually milk your breeding tool, undulating rhythmically as her cervix clenched sporadically around your crown in a way that made fireworks race across your vision. "Unhhh...fuckfuckfuck-fuck!" You finished your inarticulate exclamation with one final slam into her depths, letting out your biggest throb yet as the deep-dicking forced out a significant amount of your essence from her nethers, covering the three closely-crowded mares in strings of yours and Vapor's mixed fluids. All three of them shuddered at the warm, sticky sensation.

Basking in the afterglow of yet another thorough pony-breeding session, you exulted in the feeling of Vapor's soft interior massaging the last dregs of your load into her depths. Had other human males been around in Equestria to talk to, you were sure you'd all come to an accord on one thing: Once you go mare, you never go back. Their incredible pelvic control was like nothing else on any planet, unambiguously proving the inadequacy of any sex toy compared to the intimate embrace of a living, breathing, loving mare.

You came back down to Equus as your mare's cunt finally slackened, slipping off of your cock with a loud shplorp as her hind end flopped back down onto the bed. Winded, you also fell onto your back next to her, catching your breath as you tried to commit every moment of the experience to memory. The three mares tackled your marefriend's ruined rear-end with a gusto that reminded you of feeding-time at a kennel.

"Buck, dude...not even that zeeb I used to bang came as much as you do...and it's so bucking thick, too..." Glimmer proclaimed, hearts in her eyes as she bathed Vapor's cum-splattered flanks with her tongue. Cloudchaser and Flitter casually touched tongues as they double-teamed the overworked pussy before them, though that was quickly forgotten about in favor of a heated, cum-swapping, sisterly make-out session on the floor next to your bed. You weren't particularly worried about their meal reducing the chances of conception for Vapor, considering her thoroughly-dominated womb contained enough seed to impregnate a small country. You wouldn't be surprised if every mare present would be carrying a litter of your hybrid offspring by the time you were through with them.

You let out a contented sigh as you felt yourself beginning to drift off, the lateness of the hour overcoming the waning effects of the "energy potion" you'd taken earlier.

...Right up until the moment the lieutenant, having finished her "meal," plopped her fat ass onto your crotch and started grinding against you, hotdogging your half-mast monstrosity with her enormous flanks and wet, eager pussy lips. "Uh-uh, you've got a long way to go before you're done tonight, lover-boy~" She growled, floating another potion bottle up to your lips and all-but-forcing its contents down your throat.

Your face scrunched uncomfortably as a sharp tingling sensation raced through you, and felt your balls begin to tingle and ache as they swelled even further. Pre began streaming uncontrollably from your cockslit, smearing Glimmer's dock, flanks, and vulva with your sticky precum. "Ohoho, buck yeah, I bet this thing's gonna destroy my tight little pussy~" Glimmer teased wantonly, wiggling her ass as her clit winked against the side of your rod. "I can't wait to drive myself insane on it..." She moaned breathlessly, lifting her hips upward as the head of your huge, angrily-throbbing human cock was brought to bear against her woefully inadequate-looking pony cooch.

The two still-conscious pegasi finally noticed that the unicorn had bamboozled them, and whinnied indignantly at the realization. "Hey, what's the big idea! It's my tur--!" Cloudchaser began, but was cut off by Glimmer's loud, mildly pained moan as she took herself halfway onto your impossible organ with a single forceful slam of her immense hips.

"Hhh-gnuuuuhhh...ooouuuuhhh..." The mage groaned in exertion, eyes rolling back in her head as a frighteningly large bulge protruded from her muscular tummy. Her efforts at self-destruction lost strength as her jaw slackened, her drooling tongue limply flopping out of her muzzle. "Anoooooonnnnnuuuuh...bu-hu-huuuck...hsfjn..." Her earlier anal rodeo in Zecora's hut had evidently not prepared her for the complete and utter cunt-stuffing you were capable of giving to a mare.

"Mmph...such a headstrong little slut, but you can't take my huge fuckin' dick any better than some random mare could..." You groaned out, gripping her flanks firmly as you ground your cockhead against her pelvic floor muscles, sending her into a twitching fit. "A pretty little filly like you better be careful before she...hurts herself..." You finished darkly, your grip becoming iron as you started forcing her down onto your pillar of pony-domination.

That seemed to snap her out of her fuck-drunk stupor, at least. "I ain't no filly, and I certainly ain't scared of a cock...n-no matter how b-big it is..." She countered defiantly, but you could hear the strain in her voice and the barely-restrained whimpers of pleasure. The way her pussy was clenching and rippling ceaselessly around you was also something of a dead giveaway; to be fair, it was hard for her to lie when the largest cock in Equestria was busy plowing itself into her. "Gimme all you got, nerd~...maybe if you're lucky I'll let you put some f-foals inna' me..." She teased slyly, giving you an infuriatingly smug grin.

God, this mare was such a deviant! She'd already learned one of your favorite fetishes within the space of a day, and clearly knew full well how to use her newfound power over you. Unfortunately, having such power and knowing when not to use it were two different things entirely, especially given that you were hardly in the clearest state of mind at the moment.

Wild, lustful magic was coursing through your veins in equal measure to the flood of testosterone and instincts, washing away any capability of thought beyond "FUCK." and "BREED." The quadfecta of potent, fertile feminine scents overwhelming your sense of smell only added to the frenzy, and Glimmerlance's thoughtless breeding-request was the final nail in the coffin for any chance you had of restraining yourself.

You gripped her flanks with enough intensity to turn your knuckles white, causing her to let out a squeal with a hedonistic mix of pain and pleasure. She moaned, low and long, as you began giving her the deep-dicking of her life, furiously humping up into her writhing pony cooch and battering against her swollen, hungry cervix. "That's right, Anon! Break me! Ruin me! Nnngaaaahhh!" She screamed in desperation, wiggling her fat ass against you as it smacked and jiggled wildly from your combined motions.

You released one of her flanks from your grip and struck it hard with the same hand, sending a loud smack resounding through the room that caused Glimmer to squeak in surprise and the other mares to flinch. Her ass wobbled vigorously as a red handprint started to show on it, and you pushed firmly on the small of her back to hold her hips against you as you began jackhammering furiously into her cunt, going balls-deep with a loud PLAP with each thrust.

Her moans rose to a deafening crescendo as you started humping her fast and deep, feeling your glutes tense up as your balls started to throb and pull up against you. "Unhh...fuckin' close...fuck..." You grunted, focusing on Glimmer's drooling, lolling expression as her eyes stared at the back of her skull. "You're so fucking good! Mmmph..." You continued pressing her hips against your crotch as your other hand rose up and gripped her mane, then slammed your tongue into her muzzle as she instinctually reciprocated the heated kiss. Her movements paused and shuddered each time a mini-orgasm overtook her body, allowing you carte blanche as you claimed your second mare from both ends.

You reveled in the sight, sound, and feeling of her writhing body and groaned deeply into her moaning, eager mouth as you felt yourself begin to release inside her; as fantastic as her ass had felt around you hours prior, nothing could come close to the feeling of claiming a mare's most intimate, sacred depths as your own. The two of you made out with furious passion as your clenching balls nestled against her thick ass, cock throbbing fitfully as you dumped your massive load directly into her womb.

Her trim, fit guardsmare physique was decimated by the intensity of your orgasm. The layers of corded muscle on her abdomen were overwhelmed by an immense, jiggling cum-gut, which rubbed pleasurably against your own stomach as she continued to slowly hump you for every last drop of your seed that she could get. She broke away from the kiss to throw her head back and let out a long, shuddering groan, and then stared deeply into your eyes with a gaze full of love and devotion. "Buuuck meee...Anooon, I love your huge cock~!" Glimmerlance groaned.

The two of you sighed and relaxed into a limp heap together as you laid back on the bed. You mumbled a barely-audible reply, smiling contentedly at her, and felt yourself drifting into dreamland so quickly that no energy potion in the world could have countered it. You had reached your potion-enhanced limit.

You awoke the following afternoon to the sound of raucous feminine squealing and giggling emanating from your bathroom, along with the muffled spattering of your showerhead. Grumbling and fumbling with the stained, disheveled covers, you flailed your arm out toward your nightstand and clumsily grabbed for the clock. Groaning at the lateness of the hour, you groggily sat up from your prone position and thumped your head against the headboard. Tilting your head back to gaze up at the ceiling, you took stock of what had transpired the previous night...what little of it you could remember through the hormonal haze, that is.

"How you holdin' up, stud?" Glimmerlance nearly caused you to wet yourself as she suddenly greeted you from the doorway, holding a large glass of water in her magical aura.

"Jesus, Glimm! Warn a guy!" You responded, clutching your pec with one hand as panicked palpitations ran through your chest.

"Oh come off it, ya big baby. Where's all that bravado from last night, when you were turning four mares into your personal cocksleeves at the same time?" She chided in an almost motherly fashion, which was entirely at odds with her salacious expression and lewd vocabulary. You weren't entirely sure if it was sexy or just off-putting, but your dick twitched all the same. Giggling at the slight blush on your cheeks, she floated the much-needed refreshment she was carrying into your hand, which you grabbed and chugged down eagerly.

"Crazy sex potions or no, you still gotta hydrate! Here's a tall drink of water, for my tall drink a'water..." She teased, giving you a flirty wink as she trotted into the bathroom, seeking the source of the profuse moaning coming from your shower. Glancing back at you as she exited the room, she wordlessly wiggled her plump pony posterior for your hungry gaze with a self-satisfied saunter. Pony body language may still be something you'd never fully get used to...but you knew a "come hither and give heed" gesture when you saw it.

With a resigned sigh, you dragged yourself out of bed and followed after her, erection slapping your thighs as you walked. "Confound these horny ponies..." You grumbled under your breath, the unicorn's flagged tail and captivating sights leading you towards your moan-filled bathroom.

The moment you entered, you and Glimmerlance were treated to the erotic sight of your marefriend eating out both pega-twins at the same time. If your boner was confused before, it definitely wasn't now.

"Ooh, buck! Yeah, that's it, Vape! Lick me! Unnnh~!" Flitter squealed loudly, grinding her clit and teats against her sister, who was laying on her back beneath her and lavishing her vulnerable neck with lustful licks, kisses, and nibbles in-between her own lustful groans and moans.

"Buck! Oh Celestia, I'm gonna...gonna...Fliiiitts!" Cloudchaser screamed in bliss as her back arched uncontrollably in the throes of pleasure underneath her sister, lifting her up slightly as your marefriend continued to relentlessly attack their hungry loins.

"Unh...Cici...oh buck yesssss!" Flitter hissed out as he reached her peak, slamming her lips against her sister's as the flood of endorphins caused them to deepen their increasingly twincestual embrace. You felt your dick harden so suddenly that it rose up and slapped against your belly before flagging out in front of you. The sudden redirection of blood flow to your aggressive erection left you just as dizzy as the sight of the two wet-maned pegasi twins making out did.

Loud slurps and smacks, combined with the schlicking sounds of Vapor's hoof against her own marehood, echoed through the room over the din of the shower, giving you and Glimmer a hell of a show as the three pegasi writhed in an impassioned simultaneous climax on the tile floor of your shower. As they basked in their mindless, blissful, hazy afterglow, the heady cocktail of multiple feminine aromas wafting throughout the room left you struck dumb with the all-consuming need to relieve your building urges.

The sensation of a large, tingly-feeling hand wrapping around your member caused you to let out a loud groan as pre oozed out of your tip, and you looked down at your crotch for the source of the unfamiliar sensation. You went wide-eyed as you saw that the "hand" you felt was actually a shimmering, translucent, turquoise construct slowly working its way up and down your thick, throbbing length, and glanced over at Glimmerlance...who just gave you a smug, lascivious grin as her spell started vibrating.

...And then a second, unnoticed construct shoved one of its thick, vibrating, amorphous fingers right up against your prostate and held it there.

"What the-huuurk! Guh...hnngaaah~...FUCK!" You gave a startled, fitful series of grunts as the sudden intensity of the sensation overwhelmed your ability to hold yourself back, and you fitfully bucked her hips into your grip as you came harder than you ever had...which was saying something, given the past few days. Through the haze of your orgasm, you noticed the three pegasi writhing under the hot, heavy bulk of your load as Glimmerlance aimed your twitching, bulging tool directly into the shower.

Glimmer turned the shower knob to a slow trickle with her magic, as you more than made up for the reduction with a shower of your own, and licked her lips as she witnessed--and smelled--the heady spectacle of three unsuspecting pegasi getting absolutely covered in your impossibly-huge emission.

By the time your load petered out, you felt like you'd shriveled into a human raisin. Glimmer gazed up at you with eyes full of love and devotion as she cleaned off your majestic tool with her lips and tongue, slathering you in warm saliva. You dimly noticed the others writhing in a sticky tangle of limbs as they bathed in the sight, smell, and feel of your continued "outpourings" of love for them.

With a suddenness that caused Glimmer to yelp in alarm, you felt yourself collapse to the floor with a thud as your dangerously dehydrated state sent you into unconsciousness.

After a moment in which all of you shared uncertain, panicked glances with one another, you leapt out of the pony-pile in the shower and rushed to your stalli-humanfriend's side, frantically prodding him in an attempt to rouse him. "Anon? Anon?! Speak to me! Oh, Celestia, please don't be dead!" You wailed in desperation as you hugged your upper body into his chest, pressing your face into his pectorals as you felt the beginnings of tears starting to form. After a moment, though, you realized that the thundering beat you felt in your chest wasn't just your own heart echoing in your ears. Your ears perked to attention as you felt the panic leave your body.

"He's alive! I can feel his heartbeat!" You exclaimed in excitation and relief. The other mares let out breaths they hadn't realized they'd been holding, but Glimmer still carried a concerned frown.

"I know this may be hard, but I need you to let go of him and step back for a moment, Vape," She ordered, adopting a no-nonsense tone as her military medical training kicked in, "I need to check his vitals...just because he's got a pulse doesn't mean he's okay. Ponies, er, people, don't just pass out for no reason."

You reluctantly released your human from your embrace as Glimmer's magical aura enveloped his resting form, and her eyes slid closed as she deep-dove into whatever advanced triage spell she was casting. After less than a minute, the glow faded, and she snapped her eyes open and actually snarled in frustration. "His breath rate is through the bucking roof and his BP is dangerously low. I knew we shouldn't have trusted those potions to do the job on their own with his unfamiliar biology; he's almost lethally dehydrated! Celestia damn me for being so boneheaded!"

"Oh gods, please no!" You exclaimed, giving Glimmerlance a horrified, stunned stare. She gave you a sympathetic look, before her expression hardened again as she looked at the two pegasi still in the shower.

"The three of you...make yourselves presentable. I'm going to get some basic clothing on Anon to preserve his culture's public decency, and then I'm teleporting all of us to Ponyville General. We can't put fluids in him while he's unconscious without medical equipment, and if he doesn't get a significant amount of fluids in him within the next hour, it won't be pretty." Glimmer punctuated the end of her orders with a loud clop that echoed through the room, causing you and the sisters to flinch. She then stormed out of the room, Anon floating delicately behind her in a telekinetic aura as she trekked over to his wardrobe and began searching for the simplest looking clothes.

The three of you began rubbing the thick human cum out of your coat, occasionally stealing tastes of his rich seed from each other's coats and manes that left your taste-buds tingling and your marehoods clenching. A pit settled in your guts as you each remembered the very real costs of such a delectable treat, and the three of you took to cleaning yourselves with renewed focus and vigor. Sexy-times could wait, for once.

The entry doors to Ponyville General slammed open with an almighty clatter, startling other waiting patients as Nurse Redheart stood up from her seat at the reception desk, keeping her cool much more effectively than the panic-prone Ponyville citizens in the lobby had.

You and the three other mares, with Anon still floating unconscious behind you, sprinted up to the desk. "What's the situation?" The nurse asked tersely, even as her uncertain glance at the unconscious human behind you seemed to, at least partially, answer her question for her.

"Lt. Glimmerlance, Ponyville Guard. Get me a bed with the largest drip bag you've got! We've got a severe case of dehydration due to an untested stamina potion!" The guardsmare responded commandingly. She may have only been a lieutenant, but she certainly outranked the civilians in the room, the nurse included.

The nurse frowned in concern, and craned her head down to the desk to speak into the PA microphone. "Large IV for room 115. Doctor Horse, please report to room 115 immediately." Removing her hoof from the push-to-talk button, she addressed you and your group directly. "Come with me."

At a brisk walk, Redheart ushered you and the rest of your group down the leftward hall, where you quickly arrived at the room. As you and your three herd-mates made to follow Redheart into the room, she turned and held up a hoof placatingly. "Please, ladies, I know you're concerned for your...umm...stallion, but these rooms are only so large. For the safety of everyone involved, I'm going to have to ask you and the two mares next to you to wait outside the room while we get him setup. Even the lieutenant here is only staying because she's got formal medical training, is currently acting as his gurney, and knows what happened to put him in this state. Once she provides that information, she'll be waiting outside with you three while Doctor Horse and I administer the proper treatment." Her gaze flicked from you to the lieutenant. "Speaking of which, please set him down on that bed over there, Lieutenant."

You and the sisters begrudgingly exited the room and stood a short distance away from the doorway. "Do...do you think the big guy's gonna be okay? He really did cum a whole hell of a lot..." Cloudchaser muttered anxiously. "I wasn't really thinking about it in the moment, I guess...gods, I feel so stupid!" She grumbled, snorting in discontentment and angrily stomping her hoof.

"You can't blame yourself too much, Cici...I've been his marefriend for months and I didn't even notice that it was hurting him so much to keep going...ugh...sniff...I-I'm a terrible special somepony..." You felt yourself begin to shudder, knees going wobbly as tears clouded your vision. The true severity of the situation was beginning to hit you now that you'd arrived at the hospital, with a very real fear that you might lose your favorite creature in all of Equestria to your own lust-blinded, desperate behavior.

Your rear legs collapsed out from under you as sobs began to wrack your body, and you felt Flitter and Cloudchaser wrap you in a downy, comforting hug as the three of you shared in your anguish and contemplated the weight of your actions.

The sound of hurried clopping echoed down the hallway, along with the faint squeaking of wheels, prompting you to wipe the tears from your eyes and look up at the source of the sound. Doctor Horse quickly approached your huddled group-cry with a sympathetic frown and cleared his throat, prompting the pega-twins to pull themselves out of their despair and focus their attention on him.

"P-please...please tell me he's going to be okay..." You whimpered, pawing at the doctor's coated leg.

Horse rubbed the back of your mane with a hoof placatingly, and responded, "Redheart and I will do everything in our power to get him healthy again, I swear by my honor and duty as a physician." He gave each of you a long look, before resuming his duties. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a human stallion to assist!" He said cheerily, saluting you with a hoof as he wheeled the IV stand loaded with drip-bags into the room with his magic and closed the door behind him.

The long, uncertain, desperate wait that followed felt like eons to the three of you. Glimmerlance still hadn't returned by the time you'd cried yourself to sleep.

Author's Note

Turns out it's not a fantastic idea to ingest magical substances that are completely untested and may have radically unexpected side-effects! Who could've guessed? :raritydespair:

This sort of grim reality really wasn't the direction I was planning to take this story, but I'm gonna take any burst of inspiration I can get to finish the rest of the "week" off...plus what's a story without some good drama to motivate things along? :pinkiecrazy:

No Rona over here... :ajsleepy: Just caught up in the chaos of this whole global debacle and having to transition to online learning at my uni. So much for that "few months" timeline I originally thought of. "The best-laid plans of mice and men," and all that...pretty sure everyone is in the same boat though. :twilightoops:

I'm burgeoning with a bunch of other sexy, unwritten ideas aside from this story, so we'll see what happens, both with this story and with those other ideas.
...Buuut I've got a 2,500 word research paper with a first draft due on, as far as I can tell, the 11th...so that's fun! :pinkiecrazy: And also, unfortunate as it may be, has to come first before I can start ch6. :pinkiesad2:

If you give it a like, it'd be nice to know what I'm doing right! Dislikes are equally appreciated as an indicator of where I'm going wrong, but please comment if there's something specific you're taking offense to, as long as it's about my writing itself and not just a preference against the subject matter!

Tuesday Afternoon

The first thing you felt as you emerged from your fitful, emotional sleep was the sensation of a hoof prodding your midsection and a soothing, motherly voice in your ear. "Wake up, dearie...I've got some good news for you..." The voice implored, prompting you to snap open your eyes as any thought of tiredness fled your conscious mind in an instant. An update on your stallionfriend's condition was certainly worth losing sleep over!

Your gaze locked on to the mare who had awakened you, and you quickly recognized the unique appearance of her race...a batpony nurse, of all things! And quite an experienced and mature one at that, if the crow's feet around her eyes were any indication. A thin scar ran across her left cheek, but it did little to detract from her exotic beauty, especially not her sparkling, turquoise, slitted eyes, which gazed kindly into your own from behind a pair of purple-framed reading glasses.

"Ah, well, now that you're awake, I suppose I should introduce myself properly, hmm?" The nurse commented. "I'm Nurse Eveningheart, the night-shift head nurse here. We've been keeping a close eye on Anon while you girls slept, and I'm happy to say his fluid levels have come back to normal, along with his vitals."

You weren't sure if you wanted to smile or to cry, so you settled on a mix of both. Springing up from your seat, you glomp the head nurse to the floor in a tight hug, sobbing tears of joy. "I-I'm...thank Celestia! I was so worried! I've been so stupid, I've been such a terrible lead mare, I..." You babbled, before trailing off into a fresh bout of tears as you buried your face in the nurse's mane.

"Shhh...there, there, dear...every new herd has its teething problems..." Eveningheart responded comfortingly, patting the back of your head as your tears trailed off into sniffles.

"I just...I came so close to losing him, and I can't help but feel like it's my fault..." You whimpered, lifting your head from the nurse's shoulder as you dried your tear-stricken face with your foreleg.

"Well..." Eveningheart said, clicking her tongue in a disapproving, matronly way that made your ears wilt, "I must say it wasn't very smart of you to let Anon go on with guzzling a bottled mana-surge as if it were some sort of do-all energy drink, but I suppose love does strange things to us all. Oh, to be young and in love again~" The nurse gazed past you at some faraway point, sighing wistfully in thought.

You avoided eye contact with the mare when she started giving your some exceedingly predatory bedroom eyes (made all the more predatory by the fangs poking from her lips, even if they were cute). She gave a demure laugh as she raised a hoof to her mouth. "My, but it's so fun teasing you young ponies~!" She said exultantly, before glancing at the other mares present who'd been awakened by your conversation.

"I could show you some other fun things to do with young ponies, ma'am..." Cloudchaser said huskily, grinning deviously at the nurse as she waggled her eyebrows. Flitter promptly elbowed her in the ribs, causing her to wince and break her "seductive" facade.

The batpony chuckled and rolled her eyes, waving a hoof placatingly at the eager hotshot. "Settle down there, dear; I think you're getting ahead of yourself!” She tittered, befrore bringing herself back to the matter at hoof. “If you’d like you can see him now, but please let him rest until tomorrow morning. The poor dear needs it.”

“Of course we want to see him now! We almost lost our herd-stallion!” Glimmerlance exclaimed eagerly, trotting in place as a determined burst of energy surged into her limbs.

The nurse nodded, smiling beatifically. “I knew you’d say that. Follow me, if you’d please.”

“He’s right in here.” The nurse said quietly, opening the door to Anon’s room as quietly as she could. “I’ll be waiting outside once you’re done, dears.”

You nodded, and led the three other mares of your herd as you trotted into the room. A gloomy, aura settled upon each of you the moment you crossed the threshold, ears flopping down as your eyes began to mist over.

“Oh, Anon…” You bemoaned, witnessing your human’s state for the first time since you’d been ordered out of the room earlier that day. An IV drip was taped firmly to his arm, reinvigorating his body with much-needed moisture after the (quite literal) wringer you’d put him through. The heart monitor beeped at a steady, even pace as Anon’s breathing shifted his blankets almost imperceptibly.

Unable to bear the sight for more than a moment, your eyes were soon blinded by tears. Soon, you found yourself pushing past the other mares behind you as you walked unsteadily back into the hallway.

“Done already, dear…? Oh!” The nurse yelped as you fell into her hooves, sobbing openly. “Oh, please don’t cry, sky child...you’ll have him back before you know it.”

“Yeah, Anon’s a strong stallion. It’d take way more than this to knock him down!” Cloudchaser said reassuringly; the other mares had followed you back out of the room once they noticed your distress, gathering around you in a circle of support and protection. Eveningheart continued to gently stroke your mane as the night’s second wave of turbulent emotions slowly ebbed away.

“Y-you’re right, girls...of course you’re right…” You said, sniffling as you wiped your nose with a hoof.

“I…” Eveningheart began, before pausing momentarily when all eyes snapped to her. “I think it’d be for the best if you all went home for tonight. You’re only tearing yourselves up more by being here, and Anon is stable and recovering. He’ll be right as rain by the morning.”

You exhaled shakily at the nurse’s advice, and hesitantly nodded. “Y-yeah. Come on, girls. Let’s go home.”

“Have a good night, dears. Do try to get some rest, hmm~?” The nurse hugged each of you briefly in turn, bidding you farewell for the night.

You awoke, slowly and dazedly, with a groan. You had absolutely no idea where you were, confused at the sensation of thin, uncomfortably crisp sheets rubbing against your chest and the acrid, clinical smells of industrial-strength cleaning agents and thoroughly-filtered recirculated air. Creaking your eyes open and giving a bleary glance around the room failed to enlighten you much further. The stark whiteness of the room combined with the glaring radiance of Celestia’s charge to nearly blind you the moment you opened your eyes, making you wince and shuffle yourself upwards into a reclining position.

A discomfiting tugging sensation at your arm led your eyes downward. Your eyebrows knit in concern as you finally took notice of the IV hooked into your arm, feeding what appeared to be a saline drip into your veins. The last thing you remember had been...getting into the shower with the girls...but everything after that...was a hazy blur, ending in sudden blackness.

Had you literally cum yourself unconscious? The thought would have been hilariously improbable by Earth standards, something limited to the most bizarre of erotica, but somehow seemed more likely in the world of Equestria. This universe didn’t exactly play by the same rules, after all…

Your thoughts trailed off as a pink-maned earth pony mare strode into your room, her lively blue eyes widening as she froze up at the sight of you being awake and alert.

Your groin tingled as you noticed the black garter-belt stockings adorning her hind legs, looking more like something out of a Playboy (Did this world have those?...Playcolt?) than something an R.N. would wear. You were drawn out of your thoughts and blinked, slowly, as you noticed she wasn’t meeting your eyes. Instead, her face seemed to be flushing as she trembled in place while nervously shuffling those sexy tightly-clothed hind-legs…

Shifting your eyes a short distance downward, you quickly discerned the reason for the nurse’s entrancement. Evidently, the recollection of last night had gotten you more bothered than you’d thought, or perhaps it was a case of ‘morning wood’ you’d just failed to notice until now…

Your erection was pitching the almightiest tent you’ve ever seen. A momentary burst of pride and excitement gave way to a wave of embarrassed panic, and you quickly shifted your knees up to help hide the glaring protrusion.

“S-shit! Uh, sorry!” You stuttered out, fumbling your words.

Staring dumbly at the space your crotch occupied for a couple more seconds, the nurse rapidly shook her head as she resumed walking to your bedside.

“No wonder you’re in the hospital if that’s how you greet a mare during estrus week.” The nurse commented flatly, showing a surprising amount of emotional control considering the way she was just acting..

“Umm, did the mares who brought me in tell y-” You began to ask, but froze as Redheart reached a hoof out to the edge of your bedsheet and gripped it firmly with her hoof.

“They didn’t need to. Why else does a male get so dehydrated they have to come to a hospital, at this time of year? Honestly, it’s a wonder it doesn’t happen in Equestria more often, what with how crazy us mares can be..now, about this little problem of yours…” The nurse trailed off, giving your bedsheet a poke, right where a noticeable bump protruded from. Even though the positioning of your knees hid most of your...profile, the head of your erection still protruded from the front of the gown and into the sheet atop it. “Hmmhmm, well then! I suppose little is doing that beast of yours a disservice. That group of mares that Eveningheart told me about are certainly lucky to have a stallion of your caliber!”

“W-what the hell are you doing?” You asked defensively, cursing your rebellious groin as the nurse-mare kicked the door shut with a hind leg and sauntered back over to you. Swinging her haunches, she gave you a smoldering, lusty gaze with her sparkling blue eyes.

“I’m fully aware of the reason why you’re here, but even taking your recent dehydration into account, it’s unhealthy for males to keep their arousalbottled up. Particularly in your case.” Your brows knit in confusion as the nurse lapsed into “teacher” mode on you, though she still retained her wanton gaze and silky-smooth tone. “Those, mmh, enhancements that the magical discharge seems to have made to your penis and scrotum come with some drawbacks that you’re going to have to live with. Something that males seem to forget about when they wish for things like what you’ve been gifted.”

The nurse paused in her explanation as she reached up and flung her nurse’s cap onto a nearby table, and then undid the elastic band holding her hair into a bun. A wave of unexpectedly-long pink hair flowed from her head as the band keeping it tied up was removed, causing you to stare in awe of her beauty even as your cock gave an involuntary twitch beneath the gown.

You muttered a curse under your breath at the enrapturing sight, and ‘Helllloooooo nurse!’ echoed in your head as visions of an old cartoon series flashed in your memory.

“I suppose I should introduce myself before I explain further. I’m Nurse Redheart, the day-shift head nurse...but you can call me Red~”

She gave a sultry, impish smirk as the movement from below drew her attention, before refocusing her gaze back on your face. “If the...mmh, very detailed reports your mares gave me when you were first admitted are any indication, your seminal vesicles have become increasingly overactive since you first took in the magic. It’s a wonder that you didn’t get into a state of extreme dehydration sooner, but it seems to me that it builds exponentially if you orgasm too often in a short period...which explains why those lovely mares all came rushing into the hospital last night, carrying you with streaks of your ejaculate in their manes and coats.”

You shifted uncomfortably as the nurse moved to the end of your bed and started to worm her way underneath your bedsheets, and you barely held back a yelp of surprise as you felt her wiggle between your legs and stick her face into your gown’s crotch.

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Your hands fumbled from anticipation and the confusing jumble of emotions rushing through you, as you slowly peeled back the bedsheet and flipped up your gown, revealing the salacious and tempting sight of Red holding up your imposing, monolithic member in front of her eyes. Her composed, mature facade crumbled the more she had to look up to reach the tip, culminating in a disbelieving, slack-jawed, panting stare as she beheld your pre-leaking head.

She took a moment to compose herself, gulping in intimidation and disbelief before masking her behavior behind the same cool, professional veneer from earlier.

“Let’s take care of this problem you’ve got, big guy. You’re about to find out just why they call me the head nurse around here~...” She ended her sentence with a mature, salacious chuckle. Without even a moment’s hesitation, Red buried her muzzle in your plump, overfull, sensitive balls and took a deep, long, shuddering inhale. “Buck me, you’re such a stud, human…” She moaned breathily and then ran a trail of electrifying kisses up your underside. “I’m going to...mwah...have lots of...mmh...fun...smack...with this…”

She gripped at the base of your long cock with both forehooves and began waving it back and forth in front of her, eyes following your bulging tip in a lewd attempt at self-hypnosis. Her mind was sent reeling by the spectacle, and you felt a renewed wave of arousal hit you as the sight of her cock-dazed stare fueled your own lusts. “Sweet Celestia...how did those poor little fillies even stay sane after this beast was done wrecking them?” She asked to herself, clearly awed beyond belief.

You suppressed a flash of guilt as the mares of your herd entered your thoughts, particularly when you thought of Vapor, your dearest...but then the memories of your recent fantastical trysts with them came rushing in as well, washing away your deeper emotions in a tide of heady lust that ensured that this illicit encounter with the medicine-mare was only going to progress further. Much further.

Red whimpered as she hefted your heavy balls in the frogs of her hooves, brows lowering as she continued to kiss, lick, and nibble at the dorsal vein of your shaft. You bit your lip to suppress a groan that surely would’ve prompted investigation by passing hospital staff, and ran your fingers through the soft, wavy mane of the nurse-mare who was lovingly worshipping your thick human maleness, giving occasional scritches to the top of her head and the bases of her ears.

She moaned in appreciation of your fingers as her eyes fluttered from the spike of pleasure, a full-body shudder rattling through her as she continued lavishing your cock in affection. She exhaled steamily onto your head as her tongue teased the slit, and her eyes slid closed as her eager maw engulfed the top few inches of your shaft for the first time.

You groaned deeply as the nurse kept going and going, your dick charging past the entrance of her throat and keeping right on going. “F-fuuuuckkkk…” You groaned, biting your lip as you were struck absolutely dumb by Red’s effortless deepthroating. You threw your head back into the pillow as her lips went flush with your base and her tongue licked at your sack.

“R-rrrredheart! Jesus!” You swore, giving an involuntary hump into her throat that caused her to moan wantonly around you and press herself even more firmly into your crotch. You had to clench your fists into the bedsheets to avoid cumming, right then and there, down the whorish nurse’s slutty throat.

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The nurse moaned deeply as your throbbing tool rubbed against the walls of her esophagus, her vocal cords sending all-consuming vibrations through you that made your knuckles turn white under the strain of resisting your orgasm.

“Fuck yeah, take it all…” You groaned, your slow, deep thrusts into her eagerly bobbing muzzle causing your crown to rub against the walls of her throat in a way that was utterly euphoric.

The room echoed with the grunts, groans, moans, slurps, and gags of your hedonistic acts, as you continued to bite your lip to stifle your louder moans and alternated your gaze between the door to your hospital room and the mare impaling herself on your eager, burgeoning maleness.

You muttered a curse under your breath as the mare’s undulating tongue, trapped beneath your violently intruding cock, flailed against your sensitive underside, prompting you to grab the mare’s head firmly in both hands and really start to give her a proper face-fucking.

Your thrusts increased in sharpness and frequency as your crotch pounded at her muzzle, a mixture of spittle, pre, and tears making a mess of both your nether regions and her face. Her composure had finally been overwhelmed by the intensity as involuntary tears streaked her mascara, sending trails of black running down her frost-white cheeks. The little nurse-mare’s talented throat had turned you into a man possessed, furiously fucking the mature nurse’s experienced maw at a feverish pace.

The chorus of clipclops from outside your room brought your attention over to the door, a terrifying sense of dread building in the back of your mind as you recognized the voices that were steadily growing in volume, right up until the door swung open and revealed your scandalous tryst to your four herd-mares.

The shock of them suddenly entering caused you to slam Red down and hold her there, hilting yourself tip-deep within her and causing her to writhe under the bedsheets in a blatantly obvious way, despite your futile attempt at stopping her movements. Her body abruptly stops its fitful wriggling as her nervous system is bombarded by her sudden orgasm, your dominant behavior causing Redheart’s throat to constrict so tightly around you that it felt like she was going to pinch your dick off with nothing but her pharynx. The sheer intensity of the stimulation Redheart provided made you cum suddenly and uncontrollably down her throat, your eyes rolling back in your head even as you fought to keep in control of yourself in front of the other mares.

“Well, well, look what we have here…” Glimmerlance growled, focusing her attention on the lump in the bedsheets and your own blatantly obvious pleasured expression.

Your blood turned to ice as the guardsmare grabbed the bedsheet and yeeted it off of you, revealing the nurse to all and sundry. Your four herd-mares glared daggers at the both of you, not sure which of you to be more disappointed in at that moment.

Red immediately froze, snapping her eyes open and coming out of her reverie as she struggled to see her surroundings from her compromising position. A surprised “Mmh?!” left her lips as she felt a magic aura forcefully tug at the back of her head, pulling her off of you in a quick motion that made you groan from the momentary overstimulation as a lewd shlllorp-pop echoed through the room. Strings of spit and cum followed Red’s mouth as it was pulled away, snapping and leaving splotches of your mixed fluids behind.

“Couldn’t help yourself, you bucking slut?!” Cloudchaser shouted in an accusatory tone, giving the nurse a glare that could melt steel beams. “I haven’t even had him once yet, and you just waltz right in here and take advantage of him while he’s vulnerable?! Rrrgh, I oughtta stomp you flat!” The pegasus snorted as she pawed at the room’s tile floors in a false charge.

“I...cough...assure you, I was performing a necessary medical proced-”

“Hmph! Deepthroating your patients is a ‘necessary medical procedure’ now? Buck me, I’m in the wrong profession.” Glimmerlance interrupted with a condescending chuckle, but her expression quickly darkened. “I’m gonna need more of an explanation than that, you shameless whorse. Unless you’d also like me to report you to the Apothecarium Council after I’m done shoving my hoof up your ass.”

Redheart flinched at the insult, frowning slightly. “Fair enough. The wild magic that Anon took into his body made some...modifications to his reproductive organs. Namely, aside from the obvious increase in size, it’s caused his seminal vesicles to become wildly over-productive, to the point of it being hazardous to his health if he doesn’t ejaculate at least twice a day...possibly three times.” The mares’ brows all shot up their faces at that little piece of information, and you swore you saw some of them drooling.

You found yourself equally stunned by the news, but for a different reason. ‘Why, with every day that goes by in this freaky horse-world, do I feel like I’m becoming more and more of a dollar-store harem manga protagonist?’ You grumbled mentally to yourself.

“Before you all get so excited about that, though, the increased productivity has some risks. Unless you thoroughly hydrate Anon before and after each, ahem, session...you’re likely to put him right back here in the hospital again.” Redheart cautioned you and the other mares sternly, though it was hard to take her as seriously when there was a trail of your cum leaking from the corner of her mouth.

“More water, huh?” Suddenly, Cloudchaser’s huff of air suddenly wasn’t as angered. “You’re sure about this, Redheart?”

“Yes I am, Cloudchaser. Am I to take this as confirmation that you pushed this fine fuckstick over the edge?”

Glimmerlance darkly chuckled. “Probably, Nurse. Still don’t see who that means you get to ride on his joystick.”

“Joystick-? I knew you were spending too much time around Cream Heart!” Flitter gasped. Her smoldering gaze was still on your cock, though, standing as proudly as it had ever been.

“She spends too much time around me.” Glimmerlance proudly retorted. “And she loves it.”

“Um, girls...why are you talking about me like I'm not even here...?” Suddenly, the aura around Redheart’s drooling maw switched to the thing it was polishing, and squeezed. Me and my big probably nonexistent mouth, You think to yourself, though all that escapes your mouth is a strained grunt at the ethereal grip, its unrelenting intensity making your sensitive shaft throb.

“Oh, trust us, we haven't forgotten,” Glimmerlance said, turning to the quietest of your herd now. She also allowed a glance at her generous rump as she did so, your dick stiffening again at the sight. “Now, Vapor Trail, make sure our fine herdmate’s meatrod is cleaned of our surprise slut’s slobber!”

“S-sure-Ah! I mean, w-why me?” whimpered Vapor, fidgeting nervously at the sudden attention.

You groaned deeply the second that Glimmerlance’s grip on your member twitched again. Pleasure shot through your body like a lava vein, but only Glimmer’s drooling maw erupted as she spoke. Somehow, your pre was being kept from you. “Because,” Glimmerlance continued, her take-charge attitude leaking through. “Flitter’s gonna ride Anon to orgasm, Cloudchaser is gonna eat Vapor out, and Flitter’s eating me out.”

“W-wait, then what am I~umph!?” Redheart’s gasping protest came to a swift end when Glimmerlance rolled her hips around and sat on her face. Glimmerlance shivered at the cool contact of Redheart’s drool and your pre soaking into her pussy. Redheart…. well, she was shuddering for a different reason, as she squirmed under the unicorn’s cushiony buns. The sight of Glimmerlance swiveling her ass on the nurse’s face gets you incredibly hot, sweat beading on your chest.

Redheart's movements also brought out her tongue as she gasped for air, and the feeling of that slick muscle near her ponut made Glimmerlance moan wantonly. “Buck! I didn’t know you were this desperate! Flitter, get o-oh!-over here, please!” Flitter obeyed almost immediately, throwing off her hair bow as she trotted over. Flitter lowered her muzzle to Glimmerlance’s other pelvic hole the second she was next to the thrashing guardsmare. One whiff of the carnal cocktail benign stirred up below by Redheart’s tongue, and Flitter was hooked.

Turns out, so were you and Vapor. You were still on the bed, the ebbing embrace of Glimmer’s magic grip on your cock becoming soothing. Vapor was frozen in her move towards you, a string of drool pattering on the tiled floor. The far louder pats on the tile, however, belongs to Cloudchaser; which you soon notice as her Persian blue rump blocks your vision from Glimmner’s show.

Situated over your cock, her limbs to either side of your thighs and legs. Cloudchaser looks back at you. Her twinkling eyes and winking clit betray desperation, but how bowstring-tight her pose is, just over your mare-breaking pillar shows she’s waiting on you. “Been without you -oh- so long… umph… Anon,” she purrs, shakily, the tip of your cock just pushing at her twitching slit’s flaps. “ But.. umph, I need to know… oh yes… that I won’t make your condition worse...”

You understand immediately. Despite Glimmerlance sounding like she’s trying to suffocate Redheart on her plush ass for her interloping - and the wet gasps of Redheart as she denied Glimmerlance her goal - the nurse had a good point. Nearly being drained to that extent was not fun, despite everything before being insanely exhilarating, and you weren’t up for seeing your heart would pop from your ribs like a chest-burster if you had to fill all five of these lovely mares today.

“Y-you’re fine, Cloudchaser….” you plead, pushing up her hips and letting your cockhead tug at her thirsty twat. “I can take what you dish out, thanks to this.” Your finger points to the I.V. drip.

“G-good,” Cloudchaser pants needily. “Because we’re not s-stopping ‘til everypony in this room sees you breed me.” Running a hoof through her spiky mane, Cloud’s other three limbs stiffen, keeping her rigid as she lowered herself on your mammoth member. Her velveteen walls part, then construct as your sweet dick lodges in. It’s just the tip, and she's already having problems taking you in. But you’re willing to help out, and you swivel her hips some, drilling your dick deeper into her wet folds.

You almost forget about Vapor Trail, but she’s got a good way to make her presence known. Behind on the chase to be impaled by your thickness, she settles for the two cum-filled targets between your legs instead. As Cloudchaser gasps and spurts another wave of juices onto your shaft and scrotum, Vapor's tongue meets your tests from the other end. You gasp and her hips shoot up.

“V-Vapor, holy shit!” Suddenly, the feel of two wet caverns around your sensitive skin makes your heart throb against your chest. The pump of your hips finally gave Cloudchaser’s dripping slit and Vapor's careful maw their heaping helping of you. Several inches of your cock thrust into Cloudchaser’s pussy, her ass rippling around the intrusion like it was a rock being skipped across a lake. And Vapor’s eeep is swiftly silenced by the testicle of yours filling out her maw.

Vapor can't get enough of your musk almost immediately, her tongue giving your nuts an electrifyingly erotic treatment. Cloudchaser’s wanton wails, however, make your hips twitch too hard for you to get a good grip under the cushiony cot you’re on. Thank goodness both mares rooted on your crotch are willing to give you a helping hoof. Pretty certain the sweat sloshing on your body would qualify as a slipping hazard anyway.

Cloudchaser’s gasps ring around the ward, as she jumps wildly on your cock. The euphoric plapplapplap of your thighs slapping together make your eyes roll into your head. But it’s Vapor you reach for, gripping strands of her loose mane under Cloud’s thrashing rump. Vapor’s tongue feels like heaven on your nuts, her blunt teeth scraping lightly on the loose skin as she slurps noisily on your hefty testes. Your grip on Vapor’s mane gives her an enthusiastic encouragement as she bobs her head back and forth without stopping.

From the floor in front of the bed, Glimmer’s coherent cries reach your ears. “Yes! Redheart! Eat me out for your-oh!- bucking whorishness! Choke on my glorious ass! D-don’t stop, Flitter-mmuph!” The smacks you hear from behind Cloudchaser’s thick ass tell you that Flitter’s decided to clamp her mouth to Glimmerlance’s own.

The image of that mind-bendingly hot liplock makes your legs find purchase in the tangled sheets at last, gripping them as you pant. You barely even notice Glimmmershield’s sorcerous clutch release from your dick again. If anything the pressure being removed makes your cock expand even further in Cloudchaser, her moans turning feral as she bucks on top of you.

Whatever Celestia-made miracle allowed Glimmerlance’s voice to work struck again with Clouchsaer too, her back arching from the pleasure she was getting from riding your ramrod. “So good, Anon!! Slap my ass! H-hurry!” One of your hands unlatches from Vapor’s head, just as her lips pull back from your balls with a lewd pop. As Vapor switches testicles to slurp on, your free hand whacks at Cloudcahaser’s rump, her cutie mark jiggling and redding at the force of your blow. A shriek tore itself from Cloudchaser’s throat as she savagely slammed her hips down to meet yours, her cries finally invoicing Glimmerlance’s for the first time.

The sound from Glimmerlance tells you that she’s cumming, though. The sputtering and gasps joining it - one you’d previously heard while the nurse was throat-deep on your battering ram - tells you that Redheart is enjoying it all too well. It makes you want to feel yourself erupt in Cloudchaser’s tight canal as well, your own brain-frying bliss taking you over.

Gripping the cheek you’d spent the last minute smacking, you can feel Cloudchaser’s body tense. Finally, you slam yourself into her without mercy, almost popping her off your gift as she flops around on your diamond-hard dick like a Slinky given a mind of its own.

And through it all, as your crown prods more and more insistently at Cloudchaser’s g-spot, Vapor never gets her tongue off your nutsack. Your balls feel like they’re the size of baseballs by now, but Vapor still works them like a pro. Her loud gasp as she pops her lips off one of your nuts is like music to your ears, the soft mewls as she gargles your other globe moments after making your fingers and toes curl.

And considering five of those fingers of yours are closed around Cloudchaser’s reddened ass, it’s only a matter of time before your grip on her glutes sends her over the edge. “Holy buck Anon, buck yeeeees~!” she bellows, her wings pomf-ing out with such vigor that it sends some loose feathers sprinkling onto your chest. But it's her walls that flutter the hardest, waves of marecum glazing your dick almost white as it pumps in and out of her gushing slit. She’s somehow still tight, even while her loosened pussy milks your dick for everything it’s worth.

It’s too much for you. Stars and sparks dance in front of your vision as Mt. St. Anon erupts in Cloudchaser at last. With your twitching girth almost doubling in size as your cum shoots through it like a geyser, her thirsty clit is soon painted white with your spunk. Thankfully you’re still drained enough to not fully bloat her out - that’d be a nightmare to explain to Dr. Horse - instead messily plastering her thighs and legs with cum as her last hop pulls her off your cock.

Sighing in relief over Cloudchaser’s wings making her tumble to the floor a soft one, you then grit your teeth as the cold air hits your bare, seed-slickened cock. Ice soon thrums through your veins, but if you think that it’ll make your dick softer than a creampuff, Vapor’s tongue has other ideas. Your dick’s soon embraced by her pink muscle as she nurses the shaft to stone-hard stiffness again.

Around you, the other mares you’ve so adored are moving like clockwork. Flitter - her mane and face a mess from Glimmerlance’s honey - crawls over to Cloudchaser. Flutier’s journey was going at a snail’s pace, made slower by the fact one of her forehooves was rubbing furiously at her sloshing slit.The gasps that she makes - and that Cloudchaser joins in one when her twin sister leans down to lap at her cream-filled clit - send goosebumps through your body from their lewd, animalistic eroticism.

In front of you, though, you see the familiar flash of pony butt as Vapor straddles your crotch, her soaking pussy just over your revitalized ramrod. However, Vapor’s leaning forward over the bed, and as Glimmerlance hauls up the limp Redheart by her barrel, you see why. Redheart’s needy moan rings out as she’s shoved against the backboard of the cot, now face-to-face with Vapor.

“Get Vapor’s hips…” groaned Glimmer, as her horn goes to work again. This time, instead of gripping your dick, it summons more of them. Several sparkling, floating horsecocks appeart, transparent and stiff as she lowers one of them below Redheart. Glimmer is behind Redheart too, and you know there’s one cock magicked up between Glimmer’s thighs as well, because her hips grinding against the nurse’s ass makes her gasp with a needy cry of “Buck, Glimmer, put it in!” A third cock soon forms from Vapor’s snout, jamming into Redheart’s mouth faster than she could say humppocratic oath.

“Yeah, you’re still being punished, Nurse Ravished.” Glimmerlance said with a mischievous grin. Your hands softly grip Vapor’s flanks as Glimmerlance speaks. Vapor's tail flagged up at the sensation, and you’re so entranced by the ponut revealed and the plushness of Vapor’s ass you nearly miss what Glimmerlance says next. “Now shut up and get rutted. I’m going on Anon’s fat dick next, once I’m done bucking you into the floor.”

With a mighty growl, Glimmerlance’s hips jerk forward, with less grace than if she’d normally take. The faint hint of sparkles behind Glimmer’s plump ass clues you in to why; there’s a third magical dildo she casted up, just as deep in Glimmer’s plothole as the one at her pelvis is within Redheart’s drenched slit. At the same time, your hips snap forward, Vapor’s clit hungrily wrapping around your massive member. Vapor’s shriek dies out around the muffling embrace of mana-cock as her maw meets Redheart’s.

The gurgling sounds as Redheart deepthroats the length sticking out from Vapor’s mouth are rapturous. Right behind the trembling Vapor, the dense aroma of your ballmusk and Vapor’s honey hit your nose like a buck to the face, your nostrils flaring to take in more. That ambrosia spurs you on to thrust harder into Vapor, even though your prone position doesn’t allow for much force and your legs burn with the stress. Her pussy walls more than make up for your awkward pistoning, clenching around your cock hard enough to spur on your fitful and frequent thrusts. Vapor’s ponut undulates erotically before your eyes as her body is wracked by the temptations of your flesh.

A symphony of wet, smacking slurps from the floor next to your bed briefly draws your attention back to the pega-twins’ mutual embrace. Flitter’s furious creampie-eating had evolved into a debauched, incestual sixty-nine, with the two mares muzzle-deep in each others’ eager, clenching pussies. The wavy-maned mare’s pretty face was coated in a thick, syrupy mix of yours and Cloudchaser’s mixed essences, but she was so intent on burying her entire face into her sister’s hole that she hardly seemed to care, if the cacophony of lewd noises coming from her end of the position was any indication…

Your gaze was forcibly brought back to the mare riding your lap as she gave a quick series of slams down onto your hips, prodding your swollen cockhead into her cervix hard enough to make you wince. “J-jesus, Vapor!” you swore. But you admitted to yourself that she had a right to be impatient; it was rude to keep a mare waiting, after all!

In an effort to make up for lost time, you redoubled your efforts on her back-end; your right hand flying into Vapor’s flank with a tremendously loud smack, giving everypony in the room a moment of wide-eyed awe as they spared a glance in your direction. The excited squeal that the pegasus gave into Redheart’s maw was equally erotic, vibrating the magical dildo attached to her snout in a way that drove the slutty nurse wild.

Your hips slammed into Vapor’s ass with enough force to send those modest, light-turquoise cheeks jiggling intensely underneath your two-handed grip of her ass, a deep plap, plap, plap echoing around your hospital room as your lead herd-mare gyrated her hips against yours. The feeling of your sensitive, swollen head grinding itself against the sides of her walls as she swung about made you start to lose control of your thrusting. Varying the speed and depth of your motions inadvertently drove Vapor even more wild atop you, ramming the dick on her snout into Redheart’s throat with enough force to make the other mare choke and gag in surprise.

You were far too focused on reaming your mare to care about any other pony at this point, though, and you felt yourself start to throb within Vapor’s depths as a familiar knot started to build up within your firm, swollen balls. Eyeing the mare’s inviting-looking ponut with mischief, you lifted one of your hands from its full-palm grip on her asscheek and wiggled a few of your fingers into her already-stretched entrance. The strange, mildly painful and unfamiliar sensation caused Vapor to shudder and shake. Not wasting any time, you pulled your fingers back out of her and began teasing your marecum-slickened fingers around the rim of her plump pucker. The mare shuddered as she felt your teasing touch and pressed herself back into your hand, eager for any sort of pleasure you were willing to provide.

You coincided your next balls-deep thrust into her depths with the slip of one cum-slickened finger knuckle-deep in her tailhole, wriggling it wildly as you did so. The unfamiliar shock of the sensation drove Vapor to a sudden and violent climax, her depths clenching around you like a vice as a waterfall of her femcum doused your crotch and balls. An impassioned moan erupted from her throat as her body seized atop yours, and the unpredictable fluttering of her walls around your mare-breaking monster almost drove you over the edge in one fell swoop.

Your pulsing balls pressed firmly into her soft teats as your battering ram pounded its way through her castle gate, pressing into the back of her womb and creating a prominent bulge in her tummy just as you felt yourself starting to cum. Your length throbbed and bulged ominously as you grit your teeth and ground yourself into her depths, your first gout of seed climbing its way up your length before erupting inside her like a firehose on full-blast.

Vapor squealed loudly as her ebbing orgasm roared directly into a white-hot, hoof-curling experience, groaning inarticulately as her body spasms beyond her control. Her shakes are so intense that she nearly falls right off of the bed, but a quick grip around her hips keeps her steady as your cum-cannon blasts her brain to bits right in front of you.

A bulge begins to grow in Vapor’s belly just as your release starts to ebb, and your shared symphony of moans and groans - aside from those made by the four other mares in the room - dies down to a contented silence. You’re only barely coherent enough to note how much larger your load was compared to the one you’d just had with Cloudchaser, but you considered that maybe Vapor was just smaller inside than CC. In any case, you weren’t exactly coherent enough to dwell on that thought, and you already felt yourself beginning to drift off in the blissful aftermath of your release.

The continual stream of moans and lewd-sounding smacks and slurps coming from the head of the bed kept you from completely falling asleep, especially when an exhausted Vapor flopped backwards onto your chest. The magical phallus attached to her face disconnected from her as she did so, remaining lodged in Redheart’s throat as Glimmerlance’s blue aura took over its thrusting. Vapor sighed adorably in contentment as she snuggled into you, and you felt your cock begin to soften, as it slipped its way out of her.

A loud, muffled squeal from the nurse’s stuffed maw brought your attention southward, and you stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the absolute destruction the lieutenant was giving the raunchy medicine-mare. The nurse’s grip on the end of the bed failed almost the moment that Vapor was no longer there to support her, and her front half flopped bonelessly to the cold tile. She was a gibbering, heart-eyed mess, legs trembling with the force of Glimmer’s full-length thrusts into her eager, clenching depths as the dominant mare reamed her with an endurance borne from years of combat training.

Redheart’s nurse uniform was in shambles. Her skirt had been flipped up onto her back and the black panties of her lingerie-esque undergarments torn asunder by the guardsmare’s ferocious, lustful punishment. Her shapely flanks trembled under Glimmerlance’s unending assault on her marehood, the mind-bogglingly large magical construct between her legs pounding back-and-forth between the two of them with carnal intent. Moans, growls, and demeaning words flew from the mage’s mouth as her thrusts traded length and slowness for rapidity and depth. Mercilessly, she rutted Redheart into the floor as the nurse drooled mindlessly and let out whorish moans and squeaks with each thrust inward.

“Yes! Harder! Please, punish me!” Redheart wailed, her hips still jutting toward Glimmer even in her debased position. “Don-gah! Don’t sto-umph!”

Twice, Redheart tried to beg Glimmer to let her cum, and twice, Glimmer leaned down to slap the words right out of the other mare’s mouth. “No talking. No requests. You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit.” Yet, Glimmerlance’s hips pistoned her length deeper into the moaning medicine mare. “Now cum for me, you bucking bitch.”

It was too much for her. Redheart’s snatch gushed around the magical intrusion pounding her vicelike folds. Her climax was slow and messy, but thanks to Glimmer’s refusal to let up on her slit, that orgasm extended for what felt like forever. Reheart’s wanton cries rang in your ears like bells as you watched her legs spasm uncontrollably. Soon, Glimmer’s ruthlessly drilling of Redheart’s drooling clit made the nurse lose her voice; her consciousness soon following it as the mare’s eyes rolled into her head.

Only a couple seconds later, you heard Glimmerlance cum as well. “Buck, Redheart, you whorse, take it!” Glimmer screamed, threw her head back as her horn wildly flared up. The sorcerous shafts disappeared, their duties done as Glimmer’s clit sprayed its way over Reheart’s body. Her snow-whte fur was soon washed down with waves of fresh marecum from the unicorn’s gyrating hips as she moaned throatily in orgasmic bliss. Redheart bonelessly slumped to the floor as Glimmer braced her forehooves on the edge of the bed, the covers denting under her weight as her last spurts of honey dripped from her snatch.

Soon, Glimmer finally reached out with her shaky forehooves, wrapping around the limp body of Vapor Trail. You almost wanted to complain as Glimmer pulled Vapor out of your cozy post-coital embrace, even as the sight of Glimmer kissing her deeply as a “parting gift” makes your flaccid cock stir to life again. Ripping her lips from Vapor’s with a loud smack, Glimmerlance’s smouldering eyes lock onto you.

Suddenly, your mind returns to fears of dehydration once again. Not exactly the most terrifying concern, considering what Glimmer looks like she wants to do to your hardening dick at the moment, but still.

“So, Anon….” Glimmerlance cooed, crawling onto the bed with you at last. “I can still taste your fat cock on Vapor’s cute lips. I really think I missed out earlier.” Each of her hoofsteps takes her further up the covers, further up your prostrate body, until her dripping snatch is drizzling its sap over your dick.

“Doesn’t hold a candle… to how that sweet length feels, Glimmer.” murmured Cloudchaser. Glimmer’s eyes roll over to her, and you swear you can hear Cloudchaser gasp in mini-orgasm.

“Oh, I’ve no doubt.” Glimmer swallowed back a wad of saliva and your lingering cum. Once again, that horn ignites in its turquoise glow. Out of the corner of your eye, you see an obscenely large strap-on appear about Cloudchaser’s face, dropping to boop on Flitter’s nose with a soft thump. “Have a reward, Cloudy? Fastest way to Flitter’s heart, after all.”

“It’s certainly long enough to, ‘Lance. So buckin’ big.” The rustling of fastened buckles and tightened straps filled the air as Cloudchaser hitched up her gift to her hips. “Aww, a perfect fit too. You shouldn’t have~” One of Cloudchaser’s hooves curled around the hefty tool, its curve matching the pegasus’ smile as she felt the silver bumps and ridges lining the strap-on.

Your eyes were taken away from Flitter’s imminent clit-wrecking by Glimmerlance’s movement on your lap. She refused to wait to feel your dick against her clit, plopping her rump on your member with a soft squelch. “Oooh…” Softly, she ground her pussy against your lengthening cock, waiting until it was hard enough to crack bedrock before sultrily admonishing you. “Aww, Anon, you think I’m not ready to ride your dick till it’s dry? Are you already forgetting Zecora’s hut~?”

Another snap of her hips, and you’re forced to bite your lip so hard it bleeds as Glimmer’s clit polishes your dick with her pungent nectar. The coppery taste revives your senses, your hands clasping the glorious circumferences of Glimmer’s squishy ass. Copping the pillowy feel, your tongue flits out, to both clean your lip of blood and distract from the blood rushing to your hungry cock. “N-no, I’m still sure I can handle you.”

“Hmm.... we’ll see about that, stud~” Then Glimmerlance’s hindlegs flex against the bed as she lifts her hips up. To your surprise, the hoof she lowers to your dick levels it at her tailhole, her puckered entrance gaping as she lowers herself on your sensitive bulb. “Now plow your favorite tightass, Anon.”

With a rapturous gasp, Glimmerlance sinks down at last. Your thoroughly lubed length pushes into her dock with gradual force. Before you know it, she leans down to claim your mouth before you can do anymore damage to your lip. Your kiss is rough and passionate, perfect for her as she feels your cockhead pop into her asshole. Turning her head, she continues your liplock, her hips slowly jutting back as she swallows more and more of your shaft.

Drool trickles from your lips to hers as she pulls back. “Pound me. I want to cum before Flitter does.” Glimmerlance’s shiny mouth breaking into a salacious, impish grin as she swivels her hips on your manhood. It’s more than enough to drive you to action, despite the burn prickling at your thighs. The feisty, domineering guardsmare had gone so far for you these past few days, and it was only fair you reward her for giving you another chance to plow your head-mare Vapor like an Appleloosan field.

With a swift thrust of your hips, your thighs smack against Glimmer’s plump rump at last. The rippling jiggle of her ass as you hilt yourself in her makes your mouth hang open from the intoxicating eroticism. A savage growl rumbles from Glimmer’s throat as she braces her hooves on each side of your head. Right beside you, Flitter matches the growl with a high-pitched moan, Cloudchaser slamming into her drooling snatch in a swift, brutal motion that sends a deafening PLAP echoing off of the room’s plain walls.

“Buck yeah...you’re taking my dick like a champion, little sis. You like it when I buck you like a street-corner whorse? That fat cock stretching you nice and deep?” Cloudchaser growled in her sister’s ear as her hips jackhammered into her face-down, ass-up sibling’s greedy snatch.

Despite the furious fucking her older sister was giving her, Flitter was still coherent enough for a teasing response. “We both know Anon is way buckin’ bigger, Cici…” She groaned, wiggling her flanks back into Cloudchaser’s pounding underside. “Made me feel like my womb was gonna pop. Mmph!”

“It ain’t just size, Flitts, it’s how ya use it,” Her long thrusts transitioned into short, jabbing motions that jostled the two of them around, their hooves scrabbling for grip on the cum-glazed tile as they continued their furious fucking. Cici dipped her head down to Flitter’s and nipped the tip of her ear with her broad teeth, making the wavy-maned mare give a nickering whinny of aroused surprise. “And you can bet that if I had a real stallionhood to rut ya with, I’d have bloated that cute little belly of yours with a foal or two already, Flitts.”

Flitter's face became a curiously cherry-red shade as a shudder rolled through her from head-to-hoof. “Y-you don’t mean that, Cici...what would other ponies think?”

“Buck them!” The domming mare snorted, accentuating her exclamation with a slam into Flitter’s plump flanks, making her squeal cutely as she felt the dildo’s flared head prodding her depths. “Hornheads get away with buckin’ their close relatives all the time, and you don’t see anyone making a fuss about it. Nnf!” Another hard thrust punctuated the end of her sentence, and Flitter shook and shuddered as an electrifying wave of orgasmic bliss crashed through her nerves. “Princess Twilight and her brother have definitely bucked their parents - and each other - at least once; have you seen the way they act around each other? It’s such an obvious facade.”

“Mmh, nobles may be kinky, but I’m way kinkier - slap my ass, sis! Ahhhn~!” Flitter let out a whimpering moan as CC obliged her request, clenching around the strap-on hard enough to force Cloudchaser to pause in her thrusting for a moment - before, with a grunt of exertion, the spiky-maned pegasus overcame her sister’s internal resistance and pounded her way into the mare’s depths with relentless fervor, pressing insistently at her deepest barrier with rock-hard determination. Flitter let out a cute little squeak as her nervous system went into overdrive from the intense stimulation, and shuddered in place as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“Rrrgh, buck! Fill my fat buckin’ flanks, Anon!” Glimmer growled demandingly as she ground her fat ass against your pelvis, glaring jealously at the cumming Flitter as Cloudchaser smirked at her in sickeningly smug triumph.

You bit your lip to suppress your own moan of pleasure as you gripped onto Glimmer’s tail and gave it a good yank, pressing her against you as deeply as either of you could possibly go as you felt your fat nuts clench against her winking marehood, drawing up towards her hungrily clenching ponut. Her generous flanks and vice-tight ring of muscle cushioned and massaged your cock with expert efficiency, bringing you effortlessly to a spine-tingling eruption inside her deepest reaches.

“Unnnf-f-f-ffffuck!” You groaned and stuttered through clenched teeth, gripping her ass firmly in your sizable hands as your thick, churning release flooded her depths, giving the mare’s belly a noticeable paunch as what had to be your last orgasm of the day was wrung out of you by this ravenous, insatiable butt-slut of a mare!

Glimmer flopped bonelessly back onto your chest, giving you the opportunity to wrap one arm around her midsection and give a few jabbing, reflexive bucks into her ass just as your orgasm was finishing itself off.

After the last few grunts of exertion from both you and Cloudchaser, and some contented, drowsy whimpering from your respective mates, your room had finally quieted down from the heady orchestra of debauchery that it’d become many minutes prior.

A quick pattern of knocks at the door echoed through the room before it swung open with a click, Dr. Horse strolling into the room while looking down at a clipboard. “Alright, Mr. Anon, I think we can safely discharge y-...bwuh?” The doctor paused mid-sentence, coming to an abrupt halt as the clipboard was released from his magical grip and clattered noisily to the floor. All eyes in the room - that were still vaguely conscious - snapped wide-eyed to him, and an awkward silence ensued for several moments.

Dr. Horse sniffed the air and shuddered, and a couple of the mares’ gazes snapped to the involuntary half-chub that had erupted from his sheath before focusing back on his face. “I’ll just...c-come back later, then!” He stuttered out, bolting from the room and slamming the door shut behind him.

“I am so getting fired…” Redheart groaned weakly from her prone position on the floor.

“Anon’s fat dick is worth getting court-martialed over, Red…mmh...” Glimmerlance countered as she snuggled herself against your gown-clad chest.

Hours later, when you and the large group of mares had recovered from your intense romp, Dr. Horse returned with your discharge papers (while pointedly avoiding any sort of eye contact with any of your herdmates, as well as Redheart herself) and allowed you and your herdmates - plus Redheart, whose shift had ended by that point - to head back to your shared house. It was getting worryingly crowded by this point, and you briefly contemplated discussing a change of living arrangements with your mares, but today had been more than enough excitement as it was. Talks of your shared future could wait until tomorrow…

Author's Note

Hello all, ArDee here once again!

This update's been way too long in coming.

Sorry for the months-long gap on updates for this Magnum Opus of a first-story, but I've been struggling to get this darn chapter out the door for way too long now. I'd like to give a huge thanks to my new friend Vis-a-Viscera for helping a huge amount by writing a good portion of the steamy-as-hell orgy scene~!

I'm feeling like the next chapter ("Wednesday Morning Dew") is gonna be primarily exposition-based to set up for the Thursday chapter, as well as the extra kinky time-skip-forward Friday finale, which has been way too long in coming!

Until next time, though, and as always:
Swim fast, eat ass! :rainbowwild:
~ArDee 🌈🦈~

Waiting All Day for Sunday Night

An insistent prodding against your side sharply roused you into consciousness, nearly jerking you out of your seat on the couch as you shouted inarticulately in confusion. Creaking your eyes open, you stared blearily at Zecora, who watched you awaken with a concerned frown. "Apologies for the dreamland intrusion, but I'm sure you don't want to cause your mare any confusion..." She gestured to the nearby window, where dusk was beginning to settle on Equestria.

Shit. You had to get home before Vapor arrived with her "surprise." You also didn't relish the idea of having to walk through the Everfree at night...especially since you'd cumflated your guard escort into uselessness with a giant magic penis. As hot as it had been at the time, you were deeply regretting that now.

Speaking of that guard...you glanced down to see Glimmerlance looking up at you with a similarly concerned, and mildly dizzy, expression. Her ears had been ground-zero next to your mouth when you'd shouted. You winced and patted her head in apology, gently lifting her off of you and setting her on the couch cushion next to yours. "Geeze, dude, I was enjoying that buck-coma..." She groaned indignantly.

Her eyes brightened as she glanced around the room, and she commented to Zecora, "Woah...I oughtta hire you to clean the barracks sometime. Sun knows those dummies can't even wash a plate. Where did it all...?" She began to ask but trailed off as she noticed a wooden potion-tray of around a dozen bottles at Zecora's hooves, each filled to the neck with sparkling, turquoise, gelatinous... "You bottled my horngasm?! What the buck?!"

Zecora merely chuckled. "It was a convenient method of cleaning, though I quickly realized another meaning; it serves as energy, enhancement, and fluid all-in-one, the perfect recipe for infinite fun~..."

"...I'd be more upset at how gross it was if it wasn't also kinda brilliant. Good on ya, Zecora." Glimmerlance conceded with a shrug.

You groaned, rubbing your eyes in exasperation at the absurdity of the situation. "I definitely didn't anticipate drinking horn-jizz from a bottle when I started this journey of debauched insanity..." Glimmer and Zecora shared a brief laugh at your remark.

The mage groaned as she began trying to lift herself off of the couch; her bloated cum-belly wobbled and sloshed audibly as she dropped into an unsteady stance on the floor. "Guhhh, human cum is so buckin' dense...I feel like I'm gonna pop..." She bemoaned, rubbing her sore guts with one of her forehooves.

You waggled your finger at her in admonishment. "It ain't always that dense...and you're the one who shoved my magically-augmented cock up your plothole!"

"Urp...we all do stupid things when we're horny..." Glimmer countered halfheartedly, dropping into a sitting position on the floor as the weight hanging from her undercarriage became unbearably uncomfortable. Suddenly, she put her hoof to her face with a small clop sound. "I'm such a buckin' idiot..." She groaned, as her horn twinkled with spell formation.

You heard a muffled, sucking shlurrrp as the bulge in Glimmer's gut rapidly disappeared, and she groaned in discomfort and shuddered as the spell completed. "Okay, maybe teleporting all the cum out of my ass wasn't such a great idea after all...ugh." The mare slowly got to her hooves, sighing in relief as the loss of extra weight allowed her to stand much more easily. "But, heh, at least I can walk now. Let's hit the road, dude."

Her horn twinkled with arcane energy once more, and you closed your eyes as a bright flash of teleportation filled your vision. When your vision returned to you, you noticed that both your clothing and the mage's armor had teleported back onto their respective owners. Your eyes widened, impressed at her skill. "Damn, I fuckin' love magic." You muttered, causing Glimmer to blush and shuffle her hooves uncomfortably from the praise.

Zecora chuckled in mirth. "Magic in Equestria is such a commonality; many forget how amazing it truly is to bend the fabric of reality." She trotted over to her front door and put a hoof on the knob, and gave the two of you a wan smile. "I hope you have enjoyed your stay, though there are other mares you now must lay~. As fun as this visit has been, all good things must come to an end."

You nodded, getting to your feet as Glimmerlance lifted the crate of potions in her magical aura, a slight tinkling sounding out as they jostled in their container. "Thanks so much for the assist, Zecora. Feel free to visit any time you're around Cloudsdale." You said.

"And feel free to visit me in Ponyville anytime you'd like..." Glimmer growled, licking her lips at the zebra.

Zecora nodded and wordlessly opened her door as the two of you left her forest abode.

Glimmerlance erected a magical shield around the two of you as you made your way through the frightening forest, although thankfully the two of you remained unmolested for the duration of your journey back to Ponyville.

Arriving at the town's magical transit hub, you noticed Glimmer shooting you a hesitant look while biting her bottom lip. "Uhh...Anon? I was wondering if, uh...I just, I had a really great time at Zecora's...I don't know if your mare would be okay with it but, uh..." Her meandering speech pattern and the increasingly red blush on her cheeks caused you to grin knowingly at her. "...CanIjoininonyourorgytonight?" The question left her mouth in a faint squeak, and she "meep"ed and slammed a hoof to her muzzle the moment she finished speaking. Her armor disappeared in a flash of magic, causing passing ponies to raise an eyebrow and blush at her odd behavior.

You abruptly bent down and swept the pony up into your arms, causing her to yelp and nearly drop the crate of potions. Bystanders continued staring, mares and stallions both having flashes of envy at your display of public affection. She squeaked and flailed in discontent as you ruffled her mane, batting her hooves at your hand. "Aww, the cute little horse wants another dicking, does she~?" You growled at her, low enough that other ponies couldn't hear. Her face lit up cherry-red, although she rapidly and enthusiastically nodded, her ears flopping about as her horn nearly jabbed you multiple times. "Heh...alright. I get the feeling Vapor won't mind too much. The more the merrier, as they say~" With a boop on her snoot, you walk over to the booth with her still in your arms, pay the blushing attendant for two personal tickets and one cargo ticket, and walk over to the row of departure points.

Glimmer sets the potions down onto the first pad and hops out of your arms, taking up position on the second. You give her a small salute, causing her to giggle and roll her eyes as she hits the "send" button, both her and the potions disappearing in a flash and the implosive bang of teleportation. You hop onto the third pad and jab its button, and Ponyville disappears in a blur of light and sound.

The two of you arrive at your apartment well into the evening. You hurriedly unlock the door and step inside, holding it open for Glimmer as she floats the rack of potions past the threshold. "Lemme know where ya...want...them?" She says as she trots into the living room, stopping in her tracks.

"Just set those...on the...the table..." You also trail off as you enter the room, your movements also grinding to a halt. Your jaw drops open in astonishment.

The table you'd mentioned was currently otherwise occupied by a purple-coated, spiky-turquoise-maned pegasus mare lying spread-eagled on her back. You're sure you've seen her around the academy before, but her name escapes you right now, along with most other thoughts. Your marefriend is sitting at the end of the table, muzzle-deep in Spiky-Mane's pony-snatch with her eyes screwed shut...you're also given a perfect angle of the way Vapor is hoofing herself off as she eats the other mare out.

Equally as unfamiliar and captivating is the wavy-maned, bow-wearing mare who's currently riding Spiky-Mane's face, grinding her dripping-went pussy into the mare's ravenous mouth. She's facing you, fluffy chest and plump teats bared fully for your hungry, wandering eyes. Her own eyes are squeezed shut and she's moaning uncontrollably, which probably explains why she didn't instantly notice you the moment you entered the room.

The three pegasi formed a moaning, squealing, groaning, writhing, wantonly hedonistic tableau in the middle of your living room; a scene which grinds to an abrupt halt the moment the sound of your keys slipping from your fingers and hitting the floor reaches their ears. Vapor and Wavy-Mane's eyes shoot open and lock onto you. Vapor removes her soaked, matted muzzle from Spiky-Mane's pussy and gives you a hesitant smile, though it trails off into a confused, wary look as she notices the unicorn next to you.

Spiky-Mane shuffles uncomfortably as the two mares accosting her cease their movements, her pleasure halted. She blindly and mindlessly continues eating out Wavy, who squeals and leaps off of her face, landing with a "pomf" and a flurry of feathers on the nearby couch. Confused and angered by the loss of stimulation, Spiky sits up from the table, immediately locking eyes with you. "...Ah. Hey, 'sup." She greets casually as she winks her marehood at you and flutters her tail. She grins victoriously as she notices your dumb, slack-jawed stare at her spread legs.

"...Happy Hearts and Hooves Day!" Vapor says with a grin bright enough to melt the iciest of hearts. "I got you your favorite present!" Any day your marefriend brings you no-questions-asked free pussy was practically a national holiday, as far as you were concerned. That went double, considering today apparently was a national holiday...turns out commercialism was alive and well in both corners of the universe. "...I even got you twins~!" She added cheerily, grinning like a cat that'd brought you a dead mouse as she gestured to the two blushing, stunned-silent mares.

This day had officially rocketed past the normal "national holiday" tier. God, you loved your marefriend so much.

"Meet Cloudchaser and Flitter, the most deviant pair of sisters in the whole Academy!" She exclaimed happily, gesturing first to Spiky-Mane and then to Wavy-Mane.

"...Damn, dude, your marefriend's a keeper." Glimmerlance commented, breaking you from your reverie.

Vapor's eyebrows knit in confusion as she glanced at the mare, and then looked at you expectantly. "...Uh, Anon, who is she, anyway?"

...Oh, fuck. Damage control time. You and Glimmer shared a "hand-in-the-cookie-jar" nervous glance, as you began to explain the day's events and what led up to Glimmer's tagging-along tonight.

Vapor and the two sisters had moved to sit three-abreast on your couch; you and Glimmerlance sat on the loveseat facing them.

Your marefriend stared between the two of you in slack-jawed astonishment, her face a bright-red blush. You nervously awaited her verbal response; you weren't sure how big of a deal adultery was in this universe, considering how freely they treated sex most of the time. You hoped you hadn't ruined your relationship with the kindest, most beautiful, utterly closet-deviant mare you'd ever met.

"Damn, dude. I thought my sex life was crazy. Ow! Fliiittyyy~!" Cloudchaser commented wryly, interrupted by her sister jabbing her in the side.

"Not the time, Cici!" Flitter hissed.

Glimmer nervously cleared her throat next to you, catching Vapor's attention. "For, uh, what it's worth...I'm not a homewrecker or anything, and I don't wanna take lead mare from you. If you want me gone, I'll walk outta here and never talk to you or Anon ever again."

"N-no, no...I...I'm not mad, or anything. I trust that no matter what Anon gets up to during the day, he'll always come back to me in the end. If he'd run off with you and Zecora for a day or more, then I'd be mad that he didn't at least invite me to go with him-" Vapor explained, causing you to splutter in astonishment. God, this universe was crazy. "But the fact he brought you back with him shows that my big-hearted human really does appreciate your company...or at least, uh, parts of your company...heehee~" She trailed off, giggling. "I was going to ask him if he wanted to try out multiple mares tonight...I was worried, since I know his culture is weird about having multiple romantic partners, but it looks like that won't be a problem after all~..." She gave Glimmer a predatory grin, which caught the mare off-guard and sent her into a fresh fit of blushing and stammering.

God, not only did she not mind today's escapade, she's probably only disappointed that she didn't get to join in! You really didn't remember Vapor being this much of a deviant at any point before this week, but a combination of the past few days' sexual experiences and her uncontrollable hormones seems to have awakened a rampaging beast inside her.

Glimmer shook off her blush as she remembered the tray of potions she'd carried to your apartment. "Haha, well, it looks like things worked out perfectly tonight, eh Anon~? I've got a special present for you three lucky ladies...check this out!"

Neither of you had gone into details about how things had happened earlier today, which meant they really were in for a surprise of epic proportions when they saw what Glimmer's horn-jizz turned you into. You plucked the potion bottle out of the air as Glimmer floated it over to you, the three mares watching in confusion and a little bit of disgust as they watched the sparkling goo sliiide slowly out of the neck of the bottle and down your gulping throat.

"Is...that what I think it is?" Vapor commented, looking both fascinated and turned-on as she noted the similarity between the sparkling goo and Glimmerlance's eye color.

"Yup! Straight from the tap~..." The unicorn wiggled her eyebrows at the three other mares, causing them all to blush. The last of the contents slid down your throat as you slammed the potion bottle down onto the coffee table with a clatter, bringing the females' attention back to you.

The four mares watched in horny, dumbfounded awe as a positively massive bulge formed in the crotch of your pants, nearly bursting the seams of the Rarity-made jeans you wore. You let out a groan as a large glob of pre erupted from your head, staining a large portion of your jeans in a single burst. Your pants felt uncomfortably tight against your swelling balls, which throbbed and pulsed as they begged for freedom.

"Sun and moon, it's just as hot to watch now as it was the first time..." Glitter muttered under her breath.

"Holy buck." Vapor, Cloudchaser, and Flitter all said simultaneously. The dense, mind-altering scent of your pre began to waft towards them, turning their pupils heart-shaped as they started drooling in desire. Their eyelids lowered as their wings rose to full extension, looking ready to jump off the couch and tackle you at any moment.

"Biggest buckin' cock I've ever seen..." Cloudchaser commented, drooling. Her sister nodded dumbly in agreement, eyes locked on your burgeoning erection.

"By the sun, Anon!" Vapor exclaimed, "How in Tartarus could any mare possibly take that to the base?!"

"Why don't you lovely ladies come over here and find out~?" You growled. The three of them shuddered, before bolting off of the couch and burying you underneath a writhing mass of horny pegasi. Glimmer watched from the sidelines in amusement, slowly hoofing herself to the sight.

Cloudchaser shoved her tongue in your mouth and gave a long moan as her forehooves curled around your neck. Flitter and Vapor clumsily undid your shirt and pants with their hooves; your marefriend growled in frustration at the cloth barrier denying her from her prize, before gripping the button of your fly in her teeth and tearing it off with a quick, sudden motion. She recoiled as your bulging underwear surged forth from the damaged denim and nearly struck her in the muzzle, but dove right back into your crotch at the same frenetic pace as she buried her face in your barely-restrained package and licked your balls through your undergarments.

With a similar level of horny frustration, Flitter gave up on your shirt's buttons and tore it open, sending them scattering through your living room. With your bare chest freed, the mare began running her hooves over your chest and licking your pectorals and abs.

You wouldn't have liked most of what they were doing if they were human, but ponies' erotic fixation on smell and taste was quickly becoming its own little xenophilic fetish of yours. Ponies wore their emotions with a flashing neon sign in pretty much every situation, and their sexuality was certainly no exception.

Vapor gripped the waistband of your underwear with both hooves, drooling as she slooowly pulled it down over your package and revealed more of your turgid flesh to her greedy eyes. She flinched as your dick sprang forth from its prison, though her eyes remained fixed on your cock as it sprang up and cast an imposing shadow over her.

Her eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen, but she did nothing to avoid it as your massive member struck her forehead with a meaty smack, resting past her ears and drooling pre down the back of her head. A wave of your pungent, masculine musk assaulted her brain, completely shutting down her higher functions as her nostrils flared, pupils constricted, and jaw slackened dumbly.

Flitter's eyes bugged out once she noticed the enormity of the prick crushing Vapor's face, and quickly ceased her obsession with your chest. Eyes still locked on the erotic spectacle below, she blindly tapped her sister on the shoulder, causing her to disengage from the lengthy French kiss you'd been enjoying with her. "What gives, sis?" CC whined, expression strained with an annoyance that quickly bled away to shock as she glanced downward. "...Oh holy Celestia...how can anyone have a cock that buckin' big?" She marveled breathlessly as both purple pegasi slid off the couch and sat next to your overwhelmed marefriend, eye-level with your weapon of mare destruction.

Vapor suddenly sprung into action like a switch had been flipped, getting out from underneath your dominating presence as she lifted your crown to her lips. She moaned and groaned cutely as her brows knitted from the strain of trying to fit your dick in her mouth. It would have trouble fitting in her pussy, let alone her maw, and her efforts demonstrated as much; she contented herself with ravenously licking and kissing your head, sending your mind reeling. The sisters quickly added their own greedy mouths to the equation, slathering your length and balls in pony saliva as you leaned back and reveled in the worship of your throbbing organ. "Unh...fuck yeah..." You groaned, involuntarily rocking your hips as the sensations set your nerves alight with white-hot pleasure.

Glimmer leaned up against you, whispering in your ear as your head lolled from side to side in ecstasy. "Mmh, yeah, does that feel good, stud? Doesn't it make you wanna pin 'em down on that table and show 'em who the boss is? You ain't just gonna let them bully ya like this, riiight~?" She growled suggestively. "We mares get feisty when we're around a stallion we really like..." She reached down to your crotch and put both forehooves on Vapor's head, causing the mare's eyes to shoot wide open. Her brows crinkled in a mix of fear and longing, anxious at what she might be about to do.

She got her answer soon enough. "...You need to...Yank. The. Bucking. Reigns." Glimmer punctuated her statement by shoving your marefriend's head further and further onto your throbbing tool, sending her into a fit of panic (and you into the throes of ecstasy) as her throat spasmed around your impossibly large dick. Cut off from her ministrations by Vapor's involuntary deepthroat, Cloudchaser's jaw dropped as she took in the completely impossible yet incredibly erotic sight of her friend's esophagus getting utterly destroyed by your magically-augmented cock.

Regaining her composure, Cloudchaser giggled mischievously and began licking the bulge in Vapor's throat, causing both of you to shudder from the oddly erotic sensation. Flitter continued to mindlessly lick and suck on your pulsing nuts, which had swollen to the size of tangerines as your orgasm steadily built.

Vapor whimpered as her eyes rolled back in her head, her face turning a worrying shade of blue as she started to asphyxiate. "Mmph, I swear I have to do everything..." Glimmer grunted, noticing the lack of movement from both of you. "Move your buckin' hips, already! This little lady can't massage your monster cock with her throat if she's passed out on it!"

Groaning in ecstasy, you gently put a hand at the back of your marefriend's head and began slowly and ponderously humping your crotch in her muzzle. She moaned deeply and stared at you with unfocused, heart-shaped pupils, taking sharp, fitful inhales through her nose as her erotic gulps, slurps, and moans echoed through your living room. "That's more like it~! C'mon though, I know you can go harder than that! Wreck her cute little face like you wrecked my fat ass!"

The vivid reminder of the guard's incredible memory-foam flank impaled on your dick sent you to new heights of arousal, gritting your teeth as you firmly gripped both sides of Vapor's head and began properly pounding the pegasus's tight throat. Her face was nearly unrecognizable, matted with a mixture of frothy horse-sweat, your gluey pre, and her own spittle and involuntary tears. Her wispy mane was heavy and awash with sweat, partly covering her eyes as she embraced the situation, closed her eyes, and submitted to your will. "Fill her belly, Anon! Give her a nice, big meal! Turn her into your buckin' cumdumpster!" Glimmer encouraged you fervently, eyes mad with pleasure as she vigorously hoofed herself off.

Between Glimmer's debaucherous, fetishist dirty talk and the three pegasi's unbelievably hot ministrations, it didn't take long to send you plummeting over the cliff of pleasure. With a deep groan, you forced her down to the base as your cock pulsed, swelled, and exploded directly into your marefriend's stomach. She gave cute, surprised little groans as she took your load like the blowjob champion she was, her stomach rapidly distending beneath her. "Mmf...fuck! That's a good...girl! Swallow it...all! Mmph...fuck yeah!" You growled out, emphasizing your spurts with shallow humps into her greedy maw. Flitter squealed in surprised pleasure as the sensation of your twitching balls against her lips sent her over the edge, gibbering mindlessly as the mere spectacle of your virility gave her a small orgasm.

Glimmer let out a shriek as you reached your peak, shuddering and writhing next to you on the couch as she bore witness to the climax of your mind-destroying facefuck.

Your titanic load petered out as Vapor's belly squished into the floor. God above...not even Zecora had been able to hold as much as this stretchy little pony. She really was determined to put her all into your lovemaking! Glimmer, Flitter, and Cloudchaser sat back and watched in awe (and no small amount of envy) as you dragged your marefriend's fucked-stupid face off of your cock, pulling free with a plorp as a surge of your steaming, gluey seed erupted from her mouth and oozed down her neck and chest. Cloudchaser eagerly returned to her ministrations on Vapor's front, slurping up the dregs of your facefucking as she groaned from the taste and texture of your cum. The moment her neck was clean, her eyes rolled back and she flopped facefirst onto the floor, out like a light as she rubbed her immobilizing stomach with a contented smile.

"Buck...could apply wallpaper or patch a leak with this stuff..." CC commented as she shuddered in ecstasy and anticipation of what was yet to come. "I bet that fat dick could breed all of Ponyville in a single spurt! And all of Cloudsdale...and all of Canterlot...Equestria...Equus..." She trailed off, drooling. "It's just so. Bucking. HUGE! Sun and stars, he just BROKE a mare and he's still as stiff as a flagpole!" It was true. You had wilted briefly after your orgasm, but returned to your full bitch-breaking hardness mere seconds later. Horn jizz was a hell of a drug.

Speaking of that... "You - huff - should give Vapor one of those "potions"...maybe some for yourselves too..." You panted, reclining deep into the couch cushions as you recovered from your mind-rendingly intense orgasm. "We should also probably try to move to my bedroom..."

Glimmer grinned deviously. "Good point...we don't know what my cum does to mares, do we? I guess we're about to find out~" She teased, floating everypony a bottle from the rack. She gently prodded Vapor into barely-coherent wakefulness, and held the bottle to the pegasus's lips in her magical aura. "Bottoms up, ladies..."

A chorus of gulps drowned out all other sounds in the room as they swallowed the thick, energy-rich goo, causing your titanic dick to twitch anxiously. About a minute after downing the lewd substance, a collective shudder rippled through them as a burning, aching sensation erupted from their abdomens and spread like wildfire from their ears to their hooves. "Oh, b-buck...a-ahhh...aphrodisiac...nnnnguuuuuh..." Cloudchaser groaned, as a chorus of schlicks and drips issued from the mares' hindquarters.

Glimmer stared at the other mares, giving a slight laugh. "Heh...guess I don't know my own strength. Prolly doesn't affect me cuz it's my own 'brew,' so to speak..." Without warning, she cut off her own muttering and stood up from the couch. She whistled loudly and stomped her hoof on the couch cushion, catching the mares' attention right away as they struggled to focus on her words. "Alright, listen up, you horny little fillies! We're gonna march into Anon's room right buckin' now and line up for him on the side of the bed, do I make myself clear?! No lollygagging, no teasing, no dick-sucking!" The twins blushed as they attempted to avert their gazes from your towering spire, and wordlessly turned and marched lock-step down the hall. You bit your bottom lip as you watched their swaying hips and furiously winking, dripping marehoods retreat into the distance, nearly descending back into rut-lust at the erotic sight.

"And you, mister!" Glimmer began, turning to face you as she prodded your dick with a hoof, causing it to sway imposingly in the evening air. "You're gonna pick your mare up, lead us into that bedroom, and give us the heat-breeding of our little pony lives! Do we understand each other~?" She growled commandingly.

You gave a rapid nod. "Y-yes, ma'am! Crystal clear, ma'am!" You said frantically in response, standing up and lifting your cum-weighted mare into your arms.

As the three of you approached the entry to your bedroom, the lieutenant abruptly put out a hoof to stop you and lifted Vapor from your arms with her magical aura. Grunting slightly from the effort, she opened the bedroom door just a little and slipped through, quickly closing the door behind her before you could even attempt to follow.

You reach for the doorknob and knit your brows in confusion as it refuses to turn. "...Lieutenant?" You begin hesitantly.

"Just a minute, Anon...just making sure everything's perfect for our big breeding stud in here..." She responds, muffled through the door. You hear a bout of feminine giggling and the squeaking of bedsprings, before the doorknob alights in her turquoise magical aura and swings inward.

Vapor, Cloudchaser, Flitter, and Glimmer are lined up on the side of the bed facing you. Their forehooves are resting on the bed, their hind legs are spread wide, and their tails are laid to the side as they look back at you with smoldering, wanton gazes, wiggling their rumps and giving you such an indelible bouquet of visual stimuli that you aren't sure where to look first.

"Breed us, Anon..." They chorus like a school of sirens. "Make us your mares..."

Well, they certainly didn't have to ask you twice. Tonight was going to be one long night...

The door swung shut behind you as the clock struck twelve.

Author's Note

:heart: Happy Valentine's Day~! :heart:

Spring semester's already giving me some doozies so far, but nothing serious enough to prevent me from getting this out in time for V-Day! (Even then, I barely made it here on the West Coast! Oof.) I'm having way too much fun with all this! I hope you all are as well~ :raritywink:

~ ArDee :rainbowwild: