Choose Your Own Adventure Sparklecest

Twilight stared hesitantly at the ‘charming’ Zebra towering over her, as she struggled to muster up the courage to respond. “Look, i….if, if I suck on your stallionhood can you please not take my marehood?” She said, horrified that she was even negotiating with him over something like this, but she knew that if she didn’t cooperate with him her fate would be far worse, she had no other sensible than to do whatever he commanded of her, which left her a hollow cold sickly feeling in the pit of her stomach, but nonetheless she’d compitilate, and she’d do so to the best of her ability.

Zaffel smiled brightly at her, his stallionhood throbbing lightly at her willingness to obey him, to service him. “Well that’s unfortunate, I imagine that a beautiful, virginallittle filly like you has an amazingly tight pussy, but I am a stallion of my word. Maybe another day.” He said kissing her behind the ear before he trotted off towards her father, gesturing for her to follow closely behind him.

Twilight struggled to take her first towards the monster ahead of her, but swallowing her pride she did what she had to do. Desperately wanting to break the tension Twilight spoke up. “So, h-how long do I have to do this for?” She said, in an increasingly meek tone.

Zaffel smiled to himself and flicked his tail at the mare behind him. “How long? Every inch, so you’ll have your hooves full for quite awhile.” He said, chuckling at his little joke.

Arriving at their destination merely a few inches away from Night Light’s face Zaffel sat down on his haunches before leaning back against the wall directly left of Night Light, positioning himself in a manner that would give both him and Twilight a good view of his throbbing stallionhood. “Now Twilight, you’ve been a very cooperative filly so far, so I think you’re only due your reward.” He said, running a hoof sensually over every inch of his imposing stallionhood. “But, I don’t want you to just take your reward because you feel obligated to do so, I want you to enjoy it, I want him to know how much you enjoy the taste of a strong virile Zebra, how much his little filly loves the feeling of a thick Zebra cock lodged deep down her throat. Again, cooperate and no harm will come to you, and I know as a logical mare you will cooperate, and as a mare I fully expect you to genuinely enjoy it.” Zaffel said still rubbing his shaft as his eyes ran over the mares supple body.

Still unable to keep her eyes away from that ‘thing’ between the Zebra’s legs, before looking back at her father with an altogether more somber expression Twilight shamefully agreed to his terms. “If it means you won’t hurt me, and you won’t hurt him, I’ll do anything you say. Besides Celestia should be sending a negotiation team here as we speak.” Twilight said, a blush of shame spreading across her cheeks, not only at what she was about to do, but because a dark part of her almost seemed to like it.

Zaffel’s face lit up brightly. “Good, your father should wake up any second now, so why don’t you get started. Just lightly hold my balls in my mouth before sucking on them gently, then start slowly making your way up my shaft savouring every inch. But, if for a second you break character I’ll have you pinned down to the ground and your marehood pulverised by my cock. As you pleasure me I want you to tell me, but more importantly him everything you feel, how it tastes, how it smells, how big it feels in your meek gentle hooves, how much of a little slut you are for my thick Zebra cock. Got that, or do you want to bare a Zebra foal?” He said, struggling not to stroke himself too hard, saving himself for Twilight’s slutty little mouth.

Twilight gulped, hating herself as she felt a slight hint of natural lubricant glisten over her virginal marehood. She nearly vomited at the thought of herself actually getting wet for this monster, but she was a mare, and she had never even had a good look at a stallion’s ‘thing’ before, nevermind having one command her with such confidence and charm, with his absurdly large and virile looking member throbbing hard between his hindlegs, emitting a strong irresistibly masculine musk, the musk of a stallion, of a imposing, handsome, authoritative, virile Zebra (she thought, trembling slightly as the word ‘Zebra’ crossed her mind) buck, that wanted her. She just prayed to Celestia that she’d find the strength to resist his ‘charm’, that any moaning or begging she’d do for him would be out of absolute necessity, not because the thought of getting ravaged by a powerful Zebra buck actually excited her, and certainly not because she could now feel a small puddle of lubricant forming around her winking marehood.

Zaffel chuckled as he looked on at that pathetic mare. “Enjoying the view? I know it’s quite daunting, but I promise that it won’t bite, although you’re free to give it a light nibble.” He said as he held it firmly in his hooves, giving off the impression that it had quite the weight to it..

Upon realising that she had just spent the last minute or so staring on silently at his member a bright blush struck across the poor mares face. “What, no….I mean, it….it’s just so imposing, and terrifying. I don’t know how a petite little virgin like me could possibly wish to satisfy such a large and impressive m-master.” She said, not wanting to disappoint him.

Zaffel smiled at her in what could almost be described as a paternal sense of approval. “Oh, trust me you’d be surprised. Besides such a pretty mare shouldn’t have to worry about such silly things, I want you to pleasure yourself, take it all in, go at your own pace.” He said as he removed his hooves from his cock, gesturing Twilight towards it.

Twilight’s face struck deep red as she was lured forward by the stallion’s guiding hoof, and his powerful musk. She sat down submissively before him, her forelegs tucked in as her fetlocks tickled against the cold ground, her soft belly hesitating slightly as she lay it on the floor, posting herself downwards and in an evermore weak and submissive position until all she could see was her masters hot throbbing stallionhood and his two heavy sacks above her. The heat and musk emitting from the stallion was absolutely oppressive and clouded any rational part of her mind in a thick haze of lust for Zebra cock, lust for her benevolent master, Zaffel. Even the thought of his name sent a tingling through her loins. Any reference to him or the word ‘Zebra’ made her haunches feel weak and her stomach hollow in shame. She had to force back tears as she looked up at his imposing member and tried to convince herself that she was being manipulated by some kind of wicked Zebra spell or potion, and not just by the musky cock of her handsome Zebra master, Zaffel. Who knew that two simple syllables could stir such strong conflicting feelings in a mares heart.

Gulping Twilight trotted forwarders slightly and pressed her muzzle against the Zebras two heavy sacks, inhaling deeply as she tried to convince herself that she was only doing this out of necessity, for him, and not for herself, but nonetheless she felt her tail twitch sporadically behind her as she became increasingly drunk on the stallion’s strong masculine pheromones, closing her eyes as she leant forward and moaned into the source of his wonderful masculinity.

Zaffel smiled down at the mare, bemused. Not even his sick mind would have imagined that Twilight would capitulate so easily, and to such an extent. “Mmhhhh, tell me how you feel Twily, tell me how much you enjoy the strong musk of your well endowed Zebra buck.” He said, half expecting that she was too distracted to hear him.

Twilight moaned, nuzzling her face deeply into Zaffel balls. “They’re so heavy, I don’t even have them in my mouth yet but I can feel their oppressive weight, I can only imagine how painful they’d be smacking against my rump as you pound into me, how much hot virile Zebra seed they must hold. Hmmm, and the smell, I can’t help myself. I don’t want to suck your cock, can’t suck your Zebra dick, not if it means moving my muzzle one inch away from this musk.” She said, moaning into the Zebras balls as she stuffed her face into them and began to lightly lick between the two massive orbs.

What happens next?

Night Light wakes up.

Night Light doesn’t wake up.