Rumble's New Stripes

by Holocron

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Sex, Random, Rumble, Zebra, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe
Length: 1005

Rumble wakes up to find a sexy mare in the same room as him. One thing will lead to another.

In a world where Equestria has been taken over by the Zebras, stallions are slaves, mares and fillies are used as breeding slaves or pets, while colts are either raised as race traitor slavers or as slaves. The pegasus colt Rumble wakes up in a room equivalent to a pleasure pile of pillows to a beautiful zebra mare presenting herself to him. Does he take the alluring bait, or does he resist?

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Published 2020-04-21 17:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2020-04-21 17:40:02 UTC

Little but Big

Equestria has changed. What started as a trade deal became not only an exchange of cultures, but the Princesses were unknowingly signing away the future of their kingdoms. Seemingly over the course of months, the Zebras spread their influence, cornering the markets in all categories; from exotic herbs and potions, to even culture and fashion. Before it was too late, Celestia and Luna tried to re-establish their agreements and treaties, but failed to see the betrayal from within. Twilight and Cadance, both taken in by the rogue charm of the Zebras were the first to fall, with Shining Armor being the first to rebel; only to be enslaved. With no alternative, the two Princesses, with the best hope for Equestria in their hearts, signed the final stroke of a pony kingdom. The Zebras now ruled, caste systems were enacted, and a choice was given to all subject; submission or slavery.

All the Princesses could do was watch it all collapse around them, their hearts too heavy to bear the burden. It was only after drinking the Zebra’s potent brew that they destroyed their minds and wills, leaving them as docile and playful slaves to their new masters. Celestia and Luna were kept as concubines by the new Zebra Emperor, where they only lived to serve his desires. Cadance celebrated her marriage to her new zebra husband, who all but kept her and her daughter Flurry Heart in a beautiful crystal pleasure tower. Twilight, the youngest and easiest to fall, was given a powerless position in her School of Friendship, where the true dean would show growing Zebras how to properly treat and breed a mare. But as Princesses, they were allowed such mercies, the same was not said to their former subjects.

The stallions had no true choice, their bodies and spirits chained and forced to labor away in the deepest mines across the land, or work the growing farmlands as more and more towns were demolished. The mares were little more than breeding stock, with only the most loyal and beautiful being paraded around by the Zebra elite as pets. However, the younger ponies were given what could pass as a mercy; for the time being. The fillies would face the same fate when they would come of age, but were held in what was arguably a sheltered living until their time. The colts were treated far different than their older counterparts. As part of a new program, colts were taken and drugged to forget nearly everything and were raised in isolation, where they would serve older zebra mares in hopes it would either be second class citizens or slaves.

A strong but sweet smell roused Rumble from his sleep, the colt opening his eyes but struggling a little to recover his strength from his rest. Looking around, he found himself in a large room, filled with massive throw pillows, almost like small beds. It was dimly lit with the air heavy with the light smoke of incense. As his eyes adjusted, the colt saw he was not alone in the room. Just at the edge of the pillows, resting with her ass pointed upwards, panting and moaning, was a Zebra mare. She was dripping wet with excitement as she turned her head to look to the colt. Hearts seemed to glimmer in her lustful eyes as she wiggled her sex flank to him.

“Oh good, you’re awake.” She said, her word melting like an alluring sweetness in Rumble’s ears. He could not look away from her as she swayed so hypnotically. “Please fuck my pussy! Make this dirty slut your fuck slave! Pound your fat colt cock in my Zebra cunt!”

Rumble wasn’t sure what to do at first. He had a difficult time thinking through the strong smell of passion, as well as his own growing erection. His eyes remained on her, she was so beautiful, so seductive, and so alluring. There was no way for him to refuse her. Looking down to his crotch, he could see the swelling erection, its size enhanced by the strange incense. Swallowing the last of his courage, he spread his wings and leapt at the mare, slapping his cock against her ass as he landed.

“So wild!” She moaned, grinding her ass against his dick. It felt so soft, Rumble couldn’t restrain himself as he angled his dick and rammed it into her soaking pussy without any control. “Oh yes! Right there! That’s it! Fuck my Zebra pussy!”

Rumble panted heavily as he flapped his wings in joy, humping himself against the larger mare’s soft ass, grabbing at her smackable flank as he continued to rub himself deeper and harder into her folds. Faster and faster, the little colt thrusted himself, huffing and wheezing as he felt himself already being driven to orgasm. His inexperienced body could not endure such pleasures. The mare continued to bounce herself against the colt’s cock, even as it twitched in its coming orgasm. Rumble let out a small moan as he felt his balls tighten and release. Unable to hold back, he came into the mare’s pussy.

“Oooo yes!” She cooed, laying forward with her ass still pressed against Rumble’s half erect cock; her voice caressing his senses. “That was so hot, you want to fuck me again?”

Watching all of this play out, behind an airtight layer of one way glass were a number of Zebra stallions. They gazed upon Rumble’s actions like a researcher observing animal behavior. Checking through a list on a clipboard, they nodded in approval over the results. It was only by the time they reached the bottom that they looked to each other. Hesitating for a moment, they contemplated the final check box. Looking back to the colt, they saw despite being winded from the sex, he seemed eager to go again, raising his hoof to smack the mare’s ass with a new predatory look in his eyes. The Zebra smirked as he checked into the final box.