Playcolt, Spitfire Edition
“I can't believe you talked me into this.” Spitfire stated, the sleek, athletic mare tugging at the tight flight suit she wore. “I mean playcolt, really? That's the best you could get in order to drum up publicity for my upcoming movie?”
Soarin sighed and ran a hoof down his face. “Look, the regular interview circuit isn't an option. Since that big Revengers movie is coming out in a few weeks.”
“Surely there was someone we could have gotten.” Grumbled the mare as she tugged at the tight fabric. “I mean they can't have taken everyone, right?”
“This is Disneigh we are talking about. They own half of the channels in the country and has enough money to leverage the rest.” Soarin replied.
Spitfire sighed and stopped fidgeting with her flight suit. “So how does this work anyway? Cus I’ve seen some of their pictures, and know the rules about not having sex.”
“Damn decency laws.” Soarin grumbled, only to shake his head. “I asked the guy and he said it would all be handled with the use of potions. Apparently they got some zebra to come in and make sure it all worked out while also allowing them to slip under the anti pornography laws.”
Spitfire stiffened slightly, less then secretly turned on by this new information. “So I don't have to have sex with anyone?”
“I mean, not unless you really want to, and do so off camera.” Soarin replied with a shrug. “The quote unquote edits they do are just temporary effects of some kind.”
“Don't they do weird shit like make you grow a dick? I mean who gets off to that?” Spitfire remarked in a disgusted tone.
Soarin blushed and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “It's not that bad. Besides, all of this stuff was in the contract I sent you, remember?”
Spitfire shrugged. “You know I don't read that shit.”
The teal stallion sighed, and pressed his hoof against his forehead. “They should be ready for you by now. Just go out there and do the photos. I’ve already sent them a response to the interview portion, so after the pictures have been taken you can just leave.”
The fire maned mare smirked and gave her companion a firm smack on the ass. “Now that's what I like to hear. Thanks Soarin.”
The male just sighed again as he watched his friend leave. “I don't know how the hell you talked me into this but after this you are finding a real goddamn manager.”
“Sorry Soarin baby, can't hear you! I’m late for a shoot!” Spitfire shouted as she trotted down the hall.
Grumbling silently, the male left the dressing room behind and took a right, leaving the mare behind. “Your lucky you got such a nice ass.”
Peeking her head through the door, Spitfire looked around, the mare finding herself in a relatively small studio. To her left was a white sheet of some kind was draped across the ground, and up the wall behind it as well. Several ponies moved about the room, some checking lights, others just standing there, while one stood at the center of the room, tapping his hoof impatiently.
“Yo, am I in the right place?” Spitfire asked.
“Yes, yes, you are in the right place. Come in, come in.” Replied the impatient unicorn male who had a camera around his neck.
“Alright then. Where do you want me?” Spitfire asked, as she trotted into the room.
“First a standard bust shot in order to make sure everything is working nicely.” The male ordered, pointing to the center of the white sheet. “By the way, my name is Snap Shot, I am the director of this photo shoot.”
“I’d introduce myself, but you already know who I am.” Spitfire smirked, the mare standing dead center and looking straight ahead. “Like this?”
“Perfect, now smile, or don't, this is just a test.” Snap Shot remarked dismissively.
Spitfire decided to flash the camera a cocky smirk.
A second later and the camera flashed as well, nearly blinding the mare. “Holy shit that thing is bright.” Spitfire whined, rubbing the stars from her eyes.
The tall, thin stallion spun around and jabbed a hoof at a seemingly random employee. “Decrease flash by thirty percent. Otherwise, we are good people.”
The mare he had pointed to did as she was told, and a second later Snap Shot was smiling once more, his camera pointed at the flight suit clad mare before him. “Alright, now we are going to take a few average shots for the cover variants. You will switch between different outfits without leaving this room, as I’m afraid we are running late as is.”
Spitfire shrugged. “Sure, it's not like you guys ain't gonna see everything eventually anyway.”
“That's the spirit! Now first, I want you to look fierce.” Snap Shot declared, raising a hoof dramatically. “I want you to appear determined! Like I just told you couldn't do something and you are going to prove me wrong, and go!”
Over an hour passed relatively quickly, the pegasus changing from one outfit to another, taking on various poses with little break in between. Not like the athletic mare minded of course, she was used to a faster pace, and not even the heat coming from the large studio lights bothered her. This was nothing compared to training, and not even Snap Shot’s more outrageous demands were enough to bother the mare. Finally, after Spitfire was certain she had done every pose, and taken every position possible, Snap Shot put his camera down and smiled.
“Alright, that's all the normal ones. Now it is time for the sexy ones!” Snap Shot declared with a wide grin.
“Wait, all those lewd photos werent the sexy ones?” Spitfire asked.
Snap Shot scoffed. “Nudity is so normal as to no longer even be taboo. No, what is truly sexy is the forbidden!” Without breaking stride, the male spun around, and pointed to a zebra that hadn't moved during the entire photo shoot. “Mister Zedora, I do believe the talent is ready for the first potion. If you please.”
The large, well built zebra nodded, grabbed the first potion from a tray that sat nearby, and trotted over. “Here, oh and don't smell it before you drink it. Trust me.” Whispered the zebra, as he handed Spitfire the bottle.
Spitfire eyed the bottle, and the stallion carefully. “Alright, whats it do anyway?”
“You’ll see.” The zebra replied cryptically, before turning and walking away.
Spitfire sighed, and gave the bottle one last look before shrugging, and popping the cork. The contents of the bottle were unpleasant to say the least, but the wonderbolt was a veteran of many an after party, and she had enough experience with foul liquid to know the right response. After swallowing, the pony placed the bottle aside and looked down at herself. “Am I not supposed to feel anything?” She asked.
“Oh it just takes a second.” Snap Shot replied dismissively, before gripping his camera, and leaning forward. “Now, I want you to sit down and prop yourself up with your left hoof.”
Spitfire did as she was told, inadvertently presenting her naked sex to just about everyone in the room. “Like this?” She asked.
Snap Shot nodded. “Perfect, now hold that position for a little bit.”
The pegasus was confused, but given that this wasn't exactly a tiresome position, she didn't bother airing any complaints. Sure it was a little weird to show off her marehood in such a manner, but after everything she had done already, this was fairly vanilla. Time ticked by, and just as Spitfire was ready to ask what was supposed to happen, her belly began to grow hot. That heat slipped a little lower, hovering around her fairly average tits, and making her feel rather strange.
The pony’s eyes went wide as she watched her tits go from a completely normal size, to porn star level in the blink of an eye. Her shocked expression seemed to be what Snap Shot was looking for, as he snapped several pictures before Spitfire tore her eyes from her tits in order to glare at the director.
“You know you could have told me that was going to happen.” Spitfire grumbled.
“I am sorry, but your reaction was exquisite.” Snap Shot retorted, while giving a little chef’s kiss.
Rolling her eyes, Spitfire glanced back down at her tits, noticing that they had quadrupled in size, and were much, much heavier. “Oof, this would be hard to walk around with.” She muttered.
“It won't last more than a few minutes, so I wouldn't worry about that.” Snap Shot retorted. “Now, I want you to squeeze your breasts between your legs, while looking at the camera in a seductive manner.”
Spitfire shrugged, and did as she was told, only for her seductive expression to vanish when a spray of milk shot into the air. “The fuck?” She exclaimed in shock, legs spreading wide on reflex.
“Perfect!” Snap Shot declared triumphantly. “Now I want you to lay on your stomach, and push your breasts out, while looking over your shoulder and giving the camera a naughty look.”
Too shocked and confused to offer much resistance, Spitfire did as the stallion commanded. The position was a little awkward, as it made another small eruption of milk to shoot from her breasts, though this time she was at least ready for it. She maintained her naughty expression until Snap Shot had taken a dozen or so pictures from various angles.
“Magnifique!” Shouted the stallion. “Normally I would want a few more poses, but these are perfect.”
“Well alright, now what?” Spitfire asked as she stood up, wiping the milk from her crotch.
“We will get you cleaned up, and ready for the next potion.” Snap Shot announced before turning back to his assistant. “Get miss Spitfire a towel, and a glass of water.”
“Right away sir.” The smaller, squat mare replied before sprinting away.
After retrieving a towel, and ridding herself of any stray milk that may have clung to her coat, Spitfire noticed that her breasts were already beginning to return to a more normal size. A small part of her lamented their loss, but the rest of her was just happy that she didn't have to worry about lactating constantly. She brushed aside all such thoughts for now, and looked around, the mare quickly noticing that the zebra had returned and had a new bottle in his outstretched hoof.
“Here, follow it with water.” He stated evenly.
“Right.” Spitfire replied simply, grabbing the bottle and throwing back its contents before chugging the water quickly.
An action that she was quite happy for, in hindsight, as this bottle’s contents were far more foul then the last one had been. “Blech, what's in that one? Dirt, and shit?” Spitfire lamented.
The zebra smirked. “Your better off not knowing, trust me.”
The pegasus grumbled, but decided not to push the conversation any further, as something in the way the zebra spoke made her trust him. “Now what? Am I gonna get a dick or something now?”
“That is the next one, miss Spitfire.” Snap Shot explained. “Think of this one as a shortening potion.”
Spitfire cocked her head and was about to ask what he meant when she felt her legs suddenly shrink. “Woah, you werent kidding.”
A second later, and the rest of the pony followed suit, her entire body quickly becoming the same size it had been when she was barely an adult. Glancing into a nearby mirror he that had been helpfully provided by Snap Shot’s assistant, Spitfire gave herself an approving once over. She definitely looked younger, that was certain, her body was smaller, and some of the signs of her age were now gone like the very fine wrinkles on her brow that she hated.
“Looks like I’m eighteen all over again.” Spitfire remarked, tugging at the edge of her eye and finding that the crow’s feet that had plagued her since her mid twenties had disappeared as well.
“Now, if you wouldn't mind taking on a few more poses and quickly. This potion tends to last the least amount of time.” Snap Shot commanded, the stallion already getting into position with his camera.
“I’m ready.” Spitfire declared confidently.
“First I want you lay down on your chest, while you suck on this lollipop.” Snap Shot asked as he tossed the sugary treat at the mare.
Though still a little unnerved by the sudden transformation, Spitfire prided herself on rolling with the punches, and now was no different. Snatching the candy out of the air with a wing, she used that same appendage to pop it into her mouth before shooting the camera the sexiest look she could manage. Something that apparently worked well, if the flurry of snaps and the hungry looks of the staff were anything to go by.
Even the reserved, and distant zebra potion assistant seemed intrigued by the pegasus’ actions, and eyed her curiously. All of which combined to make the pony herself smirk triumphantly, a plan already forming at the back of her mind. She handed back the candy after it was clear Snap Shot was done with the prop.
“Next I would like you to stand profile to me, and extend your wings outward, with your left one going up, and your right going down.” Snap Shot commanded while still snapping a plethora of pictures from various angles, his camera held aloft in his magic.
Spitfire blushed, but followed the male’s orders, caught off guard by how strangely intimate the position was. To show off one’s wingspan in such a manner was considered rather cocky in pegasus society. Extending her wings as far as possible, Spitfire also extended her back right leg, as well as her front left, while also lifting her head high.
“Perfect!” Snap Shot shouted, his camera snapping pictures so fast that the click was near constant.
After a few seconds, Snap Shot seemed to break out of whatever fascination he had and slid forward on the ground, his camera pointed up at the mare. “Now I want you to make it look like you disdain me, and want to step on my camera.” Snap Shot demanded.
“Err okay.” Spitfire muttered before doing just that, the pony donning her most disdainful expression she could muster.
“Magnifique! Now hold that position for two more seconds!” Demanded the unicorn while firing off few dozen more pictures in rapid succession.
“Lastly, I want you to lay on your side and give us a sexy pout!” Snap Shot continued, the unicorn already backing up.
Spitfire did as she was told, but after a few shots, grew bored and had a better idea. Snagging the lollypop from the small dish she had deposited it into only a minute ago, the pony popped it back into her mouth. Then she turned, and clenched tight the sugary treat between her teeth, flashing the camera, and the zebra standing at the back of the room, a hungry, longing look.
Snap Shot gasped dramatically, and stumbled back, a hoof pressed over his heart. “Amazing!”
The unicorn took shot after shot, though through it all, Spitfire’s expression remained fixated on the zebra, who had taken a step away from the back wall.
Just as Snap Shot’s enthusiasm was beginning to die down, the potion began to wear out as well, and one by one, Spitfire’s limbs became their normal length. The rest of her body soon followed, and in no time at all Spitfire felt as though she was her normal age once more, minus maybe a year or two. “That actually feels pretty good.” Spitfire remarked.
“Yes, the anti aging potion doesn't last long but it does make the user feel younger for several weeks after the fact.” Snap Shot replied dismissively. “But that doesn't matter now, as we have only two variants left to shoot.”
“Let me guess, now it's the dick one.” Spitfire assumed.
“You are correct. Please ready the next potion.” Snap Shot announced, only to find that the zebra potion master was already there, potion in hoof.
“No foul tastes on this one, just don't savor it too long. Or it will burn.” Stated Zedora.
“Don't worry, I can take it.” Spitfire declared cockily.
Zedora smirked. “I have no doubt you could.”
The pegasus swiped the last bottle, and noted that unlike the rather unpleasant colarations of the others, this one was a bright, bubblegum pink. Giving the potion a swirl, Spitfire shrugged, and drank the contents in a single chug, hardly letting it hit her tongue. Sure enough, it was as sweet as she had assumed, and though she regretted not savoring it, the zebra’s words still echoed in her mind.
Swallowing one last time, Spitfire took a step back into position, and glanced down between her legs. “How long is this one supposed to- oh hello.”
There was only a second or two of warning from the time she felt her loins begin to heat before her flesh bulged and a dick sprouted from her crotch. Although it felt strange, and its appearance was rather unnerving, it wasn't painful in the slightest, indeed it felt rather good.
“Huh, so this is how you stallions feel.” Spitfire muttered as she gave her hips a little shake, making her large, throbbing stallionhood bounce around.
“I wish.” Snap Shot muttered under his breath. “Now then, this one lasts a little longer, and will need you to reach completion before its dismissed, so we have all the time necessary to get the photos we need.”
“That's one less thing to worry about.” Spitfire remarked, before tearing her gaze from her new erection and looking up at the stallion curiously. “So how do you want me?”
“First I want you sitting down, back legs splayed wide, your cock resting against your stomach.” Snap Shot ordered, and Spitfire obeyed. “Perfect, now I want you to lay on your back and look up at the ceiling, your dick half on your stomach, half off.”
Once again, Spitfire did as she was told, the mare looking up at the levitating camera with a smirk.
“You are a natural! And might I add, look quite fantastic with a dick.” Snap Shot complemented, making Spitfire blush profusely.
“You don't hear that one everyday…” She muttered to herself. “What now?” Spitfire asked, noticing the camera had returned to the stallion once more.
“Now I want you to take a few with the candy. Do whatever comes to mind, you’ve done surprisingly well without direction until now.” Snap Shot explained.
Spitfire nodded, and grabbed the lollipop again, glad that Snap Shot’s assistant was always right there, ready to grab it. “Thanks.”
The assistant blushed, and nodded, quickly ducking back out of frame once more.
Taking the peice of candy in her mouth, Spitfire rolled the sweet, strawberry flavored treat around for a few seconds. “I think I got it.” She declared.
The mare wasted no time, and faced Snap Shot while spreading her forehooves slightly, and allowing the camera to see her erection. While also opening her wings and smirking, the peice of candy now resting in the corner of her mouth, the stick sticking down and to the right. This seemed to have the correct affect once more, as Snap Shot was instantly busy taking plenty of pictures. Which were from various slightly different angles of up or down, while Spitfire’s eyes remained glued to the lens.
It didn't take long for the stallion to take all the pictures he required, and he shook his head as he looked over the top of his equipment. “Are you sure you haven't done this kind of thing before?” He asked.
Spitfire chuckled. “Not even for my ex boyfriends, or girlfriends.”
“Well I’ll be.” Snap Shot muttered to himself.
“What I think our dear director means to say is, you can now get rid of that new part of you.” Zedora interrupted.
“Err right. Just use your hooves to get off, and make sure to finish all over yourself for the big finish.” Snap Shot continued. “Unfortunately we cannot erm, help you with this. As its against the rules.”
“Well if you say so.” Spitfire remarked with a shrug, the mare sitting down and taking her new member into her hooves.
Gently, Spitfire began to stroke her cock, gently at first, and faster as time went on and she got used to how it felt. It was a strange sensation, as the mare hadn't exactly had a dick before today, but now that she got to experience it, she suddenly gained a new appreciation for stallions everywhere. Her hooves began to work a little faster, and a little more insistently as she discovered what felt good, and what didn't.
“Damn, this is actually pretty hot. No wonder you guys wanna fuck everything that moves.” Spitfire exclaimed between moans of pleasure.
“If you’d like, we could send a few jars home with you as an added thank you.” Snap Shot offered.
“Awesome. Just toss em in a bag with the rest of my stuff and maybe a few of those anti aging ones while your at it.” Spitfire replied hastily, before turning back to her dick and continuing even faster than before.
It wasn't long before the rest of the room seemed to just fade from Spitfire’s sight, as everyone and everything that wasn't her dick was forgotten entirely. It just felt so good, and so new, that the mare couldn't help but think back to the very first orgasm she had ever had. It was a short, embarrassing, and happened when she was young, after she had found her parent’s naughty magazines.
Despite all that, it had also been a surprisingly powerful experience, one that had made the young mare all but convulse from the sheer pleasure. Now, with a new set of genitalia, and a whole new world of undiscovered pleasure, Spitfire felt like she was seventeen all over again. A feeling made stronger by the fact that she was quite entranced by all the new, and strange feelings coursing through her.
She hardly even noticed, or cared that Snap Shot was continuing to take pictures, or that the young pegasus assistant was eyeing her with naked desire. She didn't even notice the way Zedora was watching her masterbate, his eyes never leaving her face as it twisted into a mask of pleasure. Her hooves were now a blur, as she jacked off as hard, and as fast as possible, craving the relief she could already feel coming.
Just as the pleasure was reaching a fever pitch, she leaned forwards, and wrapped her lips around the end of the massive cock. Had the mare been paying attention to what else was going on in the room she would have noticed the shocked expressions of everyone else, or the rapid fire click of Snap Shot’s camera. As she was completely lost in a lust filled haze, and thought only of her dick and the pleasure she was receiving, she didn't notice any of that.
Her natural athleticism allowed her to bend further than most ponies were capable of. Combined with the abnormally long cock that jutted from her crotch and Spitfire was able to swallow a good few inches of dick, filling her mouth with the thick appendage. It was still a slightly awkward position, and required the mare to brace herself with one hoof, while the other rubbed what length of cock not wedged in her mouth. The effort was well worth it though, and in mere moments, Spitfire understood exactly why stallion’s enjoyed this so much.
In no time at all, she was nearing her first orgasm, and it was with great reluctance that she remembered Snap Shot’s orders. She wasn't a big fan of getting covered in some stallion’s cum, but now that she thought about it wasn't quite so bad. It was hers after all, not some random male she had met at a club, bar, or fan club meet and greet, which made it way better in her mind. That didn't mean she couldn't get a taste though right? She thought to herself, only to shrug. The worst they could do is tell her to do it all again, and that sounded like fun.
Pumping her hoof rapidly, Spitfire bobbed her head up and down her cock, pulling back until only the tip was left at the last possible second. With a titanic throb of her fat cock, the first wave of cum shot up her dick, and exploded into her mouth. The feeling was a million times better then when she had sucked off stallion’s in the past, and tasted a million times better as well. She didn't have long to think about that though, as a second wave was already on its way, meaning she didn't have long to gulp down what seed was already in her mouth.
And gulp she did, swallowing mouthful after mouthful in rapid succession with no end in sight. Despite her own experience, and eagerness, she couldn't take it all, and at the midway point of her orgasm, she pulled back. Cum rained down from the sky, covering just about everything in thick, white splooge. In seconds, a thin layer seemingly covered every inch of the mare’s body and by the time her orgasm died down completely, she felt incredibly warm, and very, very sticky.
Opening her eyes, and wiping away the cum on her face, Spitfire noticed that everyone else was looking at her with a dumbstruck expression. “What?” Spitfire asked.
Snap Shot snapped one final picture before putting down his camera and turning to his assistant. “I think miss Spitfire needs the mirror.”
The mare nodded, and grabbed the mirror before bringing it over and allowing Spitfire to see her reflection.
“Oh wow.” Muttered the wonderbolt.
Though not as covered as she first thought, her fur was definitely more white then orange now. Her dick was also completely gone, as if it had never existed, leaving behind a seemingly normal patch of fur. The sight was odd, and left the mare wanting more, but she ignored that for now, turning to the director.
“Y'all got a hose I can borrow?”
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