It was Hearts and Hooves Day, or at least the day after, but that didn't matter to Cream Heart. She was happy as can be, preparing a meal for herself and her husband. Her housewife life wasn't an exciting one, what with her husband almost always away at work, but she was happy, having two wonderful sons. But with news of her husband coming over to spend the afternoon and night with her for the first time in so long, the mare was all but singing in the kitchen. To add some more spice to the occasion, Cream even dressed in little more than an apron. Though she had to first get her youngest son, Button out of the house and over to a friend's house. She didn't have to worry about her eldest son, Gibson, who was busy with his marefriend so much he wouldn't even be home until late that night anyways.
"There we go, all set and ready!" Cream congratulated herself as she saw the hot and romantic meal ready at the table. The sound of the door opening drew her attention towards the front of the house. Without looking to see who had opened the door, the mare came out, showing off her apron covered endowments. "Welcome home darling! Would you like some hot food, or maybe your hot-" Her words were caught off by what was not her husband standing in the doorway.
"Uh...hello there..." A tall and toned zebra stallion greeted, over his shoulder was a pony's arm that connected to the passed out drunk shape of her husband. "Sorry about him, we got out of work earlier than expected and he wanted to have a drink before returning home." The zebra in question was named Zaga, a coworker of her husband's who she had only ever met once before. But by all accounts, he seemed like a generally nice zebra. Trying not to drag him, the zebra pulled her husband into the house towards the living room couch. "Sorry about that."
"I-it's no problem." Cream replied, covering herself as best as she could, her face red in embarrassment. "I'll just have to wake him later."
"Sounds good to me." Zaga nodded, carefully setting his friend on the couch. "Now, speaking of good, that outfit of yours is pretty good looking."
"W-what are you?" Cream asks, taking a step back as she sees the larger zebra walking towards her. Her hesitation and confusion only slowed her as he reached out, wrapping his arm around her, pulling her in and smacking his mouth against hers. Her eyes shot open as she could feel his long and skilled tongue slipped into her mouth, grappling against her own. It took all her strength just to pull herself a little free. "What the fuck are you doing!"
"Just doing what you've wanted all day." Zaga replied with a chuckle, extending his arms out a little, his eyes twinkling with a sinister gaze. "Though, you wanted your pussy husband all over you. Sorry slut, but you're getting something a lot better."
Cream tried to run, but the moment she turned, Zaga grabbed her wrist, pulling her back towards him. She struggled as he started to grope and rub his hands all over her chest, but tensed up the moment she felt his bulge rub against her flank. Raising an eyebrow, he felt the mare tremble a little, since it was now obvious he wasn't messing around, he wanted to take things further. With one hand, he twisted the arm he held painfully behind her back, and with the other, he undid his pants, letting it drop to the floor.
"Don't fight too hard." Zaga chuckled, rubbing his massively hard cock between her ass. "I might shove this fat cock in the wrong hole." Cream tried to scream, something to wake up her husband, but her efforts were in vain as the zebra shoved his dick into her pussy. "There we go." The initial thrust was hard and deep, painful as she was not as wet as before. After a few steady motions, he steadied himself. "How do you like that dick slut?" She didn't want to answer, as all she could do was cry. "Whatever, I'll just fuck you right."
Fucking his cock harder and faster into Cream's pussy, the zebra didn't seem to care if her husband would be woken up by his aggressive and savage rape. There was no kindness, no mercy, and no restraint. He was fucking her body like a toy, and she could tell he wasn't going to pull out either. Time seemed to slow to a stop as what felt like an eternity passed as he was getting to his orgasm. Laughing, Zaga released her arm and instead grabbed at her sides to keep her from escaping as he fucked past his breaking point. With one final hard thrust, he released his hot load into her, filling her womb with his thick, fertile, zebra spunk.
"That was fun." Zaga chuckled. The mare sniffled her tears listen to his cruel words. "Since our family is so close, I'll be over again soon." He then grabbed her ass in a way that nearly made her yelp, but she covered her mouth. "Oh yeah, your cunt's all mine now bitch."
Pulling out, the zebra left a hot and sloppy mess in the mare's gaping pussy, the feeling of him pulling out caused her weak knees to give out as she dropped down. There was no going back, and there was going to be no escape. Cream realized it during the assault, but it still caused her to tremble in fear. Zaga wasn't just her husband's coworker, but the father of one of Button's friends. Reluctant as it was, the mare could only accept what would be her new life, trying to keep her family together as she had before, but now she was going to be Zaga's rape toy; all she felt was shame and fear.
