This is Ranchtown

The big day was looming within sight as the cars built up in the chapel parking lot. Friends and family arrived in droves to help with the decorations as people brought in flowers, food, candles, formal clothes and lots of love. People were hustling throughout the premises as Frozen Pop entered to see Vodka Martini setting up the drink table. Normally she’d be setting up the alcohol, but this was just a water and juice table for the helpers to drink while they worked.

“Voddy!” The blue unicorn lady approached her as she set down another dark liquid cup on the tabletop.

“Hey, you old skank!” The yellow shark pony laughed as they embraced and kissed each others cheeks. “Looks like we have enough food for today and tomorrow, thanks to you.”

“I can’t take all the credit. If it weren’t for Pop Candy and Jasmine, I would have never gotten enough.” Frozen said as they both walked into the main wedding hall. Stargazer was already there. With her was Fable and Letty’s little bundle of joy inside a makeshift play area she made from boxes and pillows. She waved, and both of the ladies waved back as they admired the little tike crawling around while rolling a big red ball.

“Miss Pop,” A gruff voice said from behind her. She turned to see a beige stallion with a small but straight trimmed mustache. Frozen had only ever met Strongheart once, soon after Ember Wing was born. “I came to offer my services. Where do you need me?” He asked, then turned to see an older stallion walk in with a very large box in hand. The red pegasus eyed the beige pegasus and Storm quickly put the box down on the pew and approached the older male.

“Strongheart!” The two met in a hearty handshake. “Was wondering when you’d make an entrance. You missed a good bachelor party.”

“Apologies, Fire Storm, but I had to make sure work could survive without me for a couple of days.” The two patted each other one the arms.

“Strongheart, you could definitely help Storm bring in some of the heavier boxes.” Frozen Pop eyed Fire Storm with a wink and a little smile.

“Sounds like a plan.” Strongheart rolled up his sleeves as Fire Storm led him away toward the front.

“I saw that.” Vodka said once they were out of earshot. Frozen glanced at her from the side and rolled her eyes.

“It’s just your imagination.” Frozen said as they started toward the altar.

“Uh huh, then how did you know what I was talking about if you didn’t fuck the big red cutie?” Vodka lowered her voice as she noticed his ex-wife was in the corner of the room, playing with her grandson.

“Still have no idea what you mean.” Frozen gave a coy smile toward the shark pony who gave a laugh. The two of them went down the hall from the main hall to the kitchen, where she saw a surprising sight.

Voltage, Fable and Winter were sitting in the very large chapel kitchen at the table. All three of them had coffee and bags under their eyes as they either had their head laid down or leaned against their palms.

“Well, look at this bunch.” Vodka said as she walked over to the table. “Rough night?”

“You can say that.” Winter responded. He would have never guessed that Jasmine had such a lubido, let alone Patch. The azure unicorn was drained.

“Try ‘rough few days.’ I never thought gathering stuff for a wedding could kill your energy.” Fable nodded toward Voltage. “Volt, you good?”

“Fantastic.” Voltage responded, never taking her head up from her arms on the table. The red pony put his hand on hers and held it. She gave him a gentle squeeze, but still didn’t raise from the table.

“We just need a few minutes.” Winter said to his Mom and Vodka. Who nodded.

“Take as long as you need, honey.” Frozen held her son’s head to his chest and petted his mane. “You go ahead and rest. We’ve got the preparations under control.”

“Thanks, Mom.” Winter said as she released him and went back to Vodka, who was already on her way out. The two of them went into the hallway and made their way toward the back rooms.

“What a rough bunch.” Vodka whispered toward Frozen, who nodded. “How have you been handling all of this setup? Shouldn’t you be having a bit of rest yourself?”

“I’m pretty much done with my part. I coordinated it to where the decorations and the food will get done while I just make sure it all goes down without a hitch.” She got to the third door in the hallway and knocked.

“Come in!” A voice said with a melodic tone from inside. They opened the door to see several half naked and prettily dressed mares trying on bridesmaids outfits. Letty was in the center of them with her wedding gown on. Overcoat was concentrating on the skirt, making sure she got all of the wrinkles and blemishes off of the dress. Three pins hung from the side of her mouth as she worked her needle and string through the fabric.

“Hey Frozen! Hey Vodka!” Grem said, sitting completely naked on the couch off to the side as she ate grapes from a bowl beside her.

“Grem, why are you still naked?” Sky Blue asked from the other side of the room. She was still lacing up the back of her bridesmaid dress. It was a beautiful bright blue dress with purple ribbons down the front of it. There were little clear crystals interlaced all over the cups and the abdomen area. The blue unicorn with reddish brown hair walked over to the couch where the bat pony was and grabbed one of the vines of green grapes. “And stop hogging the grapes.”

Grem gave her a nasty look and held the rest of the bowl protectively. Sky grinned and made her horn glow as she made another vine of red grapes rise up and travel through the air to her hand.

“Hey!” Grem shouted and the two stared each other down.

“Pipe down, you two!” Golden Goal said as she walked from the back of the room, where they had the vanity. She was topless, but mostly because she was tired of wearing shirts of any sort with her pregnant belly. Both of the girls backed off, still in a huff.

“Well, it’s nice to know you ladies are getting along.” Vodka said with no shortage of sarcasm. This drew some scowls from both of them. “Didn’t you invite Pearl and Death Metal to be bridesmaids?”

“Yeah, we did.” Golden said, looking over toward Letty, who drew a cryptic expression, shrugging. “Both of them said that they would make the wedding, but they couldn’t be part of the actual party. They didn’t give us any reason.”

The room went somewhat silent after she said this. That was, until the door opened behind them without knocking, and Hat Trick walked through the door. The older brown unicorn mare stepped in with three grocery bags.

“Oh, Mom! Finally!” Golden Goal said as she very slowly got up from her sitting position. Her mother met her in the middle and started getting the essentials that she asked for.

“I’m sorry it took so long, darling. The stores were packed. It’s one of the downfalls of doing this during the holidays.” Hattie said as she got her the kelp chips and cut pieces of cantaloupe.

“It’s fine, Mom, you’re a lifesaver!” She said as she went back to the couch with her food, starting to chomp away.

“Kelp and cantaloupe are your pregnant foods?” Jet asked as she stepped out of the corner, along with Lemon Square, who was naked for no discernable reason other than being a nudist.

“Oh, honey, that’s not even on the top 100 weirdest pregnant foods.” Frozen Pop laughed. “When I was pregnant with Winter, I had to have ketchup and lettuce or I would start to go crazy.”

“Ketchup and lettuce ain’t bad.” Hattie said as she sat between Grem and Golden. “With Golden, I did cheese fries with maple syrup.”

This caused some groans throughout the room, as well as a couple of puking sound effects.

“Pickles and bananas for Citrus.” Vodka said, then laughed at the more exaggerated reactions she got from the girls in the room.

“Maybe getting pregnant is a bad idea.” Sky said as she threw away the empty grapevine.

“And done!” Overcoat said as she stood up. Everyone in the room looked over at Letty, who was now standing in a finished wedding dress. As blue as the sky and as pretty as a fairy, Letty took a good look at her skirt and her top. The blue fabric was ruffled in the chest, trimmed with white borders and embroidered flower pedals all throughout the midsection. The skirt was long, all the way down to her shins while there were no sleeves and no straps at the top.

“Amazing, that means we’re ready!” Golden said as she put the empty container to her side and rose to meet Letty in a gentle hug. “I’m so excited!” There were tears in her eyes as she pressed her muzzle against the yellow pony’s shoulder.

“Aww, Golden, I’m so happy we’re doing this together. It helps to have someone like you to get through this with.” Letty said as she stroked the unicorn’s long mane. That’s when both of them heard a collective “Awwwwww!” From all of the girls in the room, to which Vodka Martini began to guffaw.

“Oh! Grem, you’re putting on clothes. What’s the occasion?” Sky asked as she sat in a chair, reading a magazine on the other side of the large dressing room. The bat pony slipped on her “Got Wings?” t-shirt and did not answer her. Instead, she went to Letty and whispered something in her ear.

Letty put on a thoughtful face, then smiled at Grem through her deep purple eyes. She nodded to the gray bat and started to get out of her dress. While two other girls helped the bride out of her gown, Grem ran out the door into the hall.

“Hey! Close the door!” Hattie said, noticing more than a couple of girls were still either naked or topless. Grem either didn’t hear her or didn’t care enough to backtrack. After a moment, Electric Spark poked his head into the doorway.

“Llllladies?” He grinned. Causing a few of them to raise their eyebrows.

The red pegasus groom-to-be had finally gained back a bit of control in his legs. He stood in the groom dressing room and looked over his tuxedo closely. It was pure white with a black bowtie, black buttons and black shoes. It stood on a mannequin that matched his size and he made sure there were no fuzzballs, no dust, creases or wrinkles. Effectively, he was doing a military inspection on it. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if there was a bit of a snag, but this was supposed to be the only time in his life he’d get married.

He wondered what Winter was up to right then. It was his changing room too. It was big enough to hold him and all of his groomsmen, but they were all out either helping set up the wedding hall or getting their last minute business done before coming to the rehearsal.

Then his mind turned to Voltage and Spark. For the first time in his life, he noticed that the two of them had barely even looked at each other, let alone interacted. Everytime he approached either of them about it, they would deny anything was wrong and that it was just a spat between siblings. Fable has had some spats with Sun Fire. If things got this bad, something was seriously wrong.

Still, that was a fire to be put out later. He couldn’t think about that right now. There were ten other things that were front and center on his list. Fable needed to keep his focus set. If he kept running around putting out fires, he’d be a mess on the big day. He had today and tomorrow before the wedding took place and he had to make the best of what time he had.

When he was finally sure that his tuxedo was ready to wear, he heard the door open and shut very quickly. As soon as it did, the light went out. He yelped in surprise as he turned around. What little light came from the curtained window showed him that no one was at the door.

“What the hell?” Fable asked, looking around the darkened room. Shadows that surrounded him seemed more ominous. It was deathly silent and he could hear his own breath and feel his heart beating in his chest. As big as the room was, he was at least twenty steps away from the front door and the light switch.

A shadow moved and he felt a serious chill run up his spine as his hands went out to either side and his knees bent. Fable’s blue eyes were wide open as he tried his best to stay alert. He took two quick steps toward the front door, but then he heard hoof steps. A shadow approached him fast from the corner of his eye and jumped. He yelped once again in surprise as a figure came down on him, tackling him to the ground.

“What the-!” He froze hardcore as a pointy eared, black figure held him to the floor. Two pupiless eyes gazed down at him and with what little light there was, he could see a big, fangy grin. His shocked expression was clear as day as the door opened and the light turned on. “G-Grem?!”

There was the bat pony mare standing over him with her hands out in front of her as if she intended to grab him.

“Grem, are you trying to give him a heart attack?” Letty said from the door as she walked in with her bag at her side. Grem giggled. She was dressed in a black costume with a cowl covering the top part of her face and black body armor. There was a bat symbol between her large, hulking breasts and slanted spikes on the sides of her forearms.

Fable went limp on the ground as he breathed a giant sigh of relief. “Yeah, she is.” He gave her a scowl as she laughed a bit and stood up straight. “What exactly are you doing?”

“I wanted to show you my costume! We have a bit of freetime, and we thought we’d propose a little activity we’ve been planning.” She helped the red stallion to his hooves. “This little theatrical was just a little too good to miss. Sorry about that, Fable.” She gave a little snicker as he continued to give her a sour look.

“So, what’s the idea?” Fable asked as Letty opened her little pack and started bringing out a few concept arts. She handed them over to him and he immediately raised an eyebrow of recognition.

There was a picture of Spider-mare, Rainscald and a dark avenger much akin to Grem’s cosplay. All three of them were posing in their superhero stances like you’d see in the old comic book trading cards of team ups. The other papers were rough sketches of what looked like a full blown graphic novel. Apparently, she’d come up with a couple of ideas.

“Batmare…” He said aloud, and the two of them nodded. He shrugged and then saw Letty pull out a full book of notebook paper, along with one of his trusty quills, motioning him toward the vanity, which included a full desk and chair with a couch beside it. He gave a hearty chuckle, then walked over there with them. He sat at the vanity and turned the notepad to a blank page. “Alright, so what kind of a story were you two thinking about.”

The two mares sat on the couch, looking at him with blank stares. Grem looked over at Letty, who blinked, trying to think. She then turned to Fable and shrugged her shoulders.

“That’s what we came to you for.” Grem replied with a big smile. Fable pursed his lips, blinking at Grem. Looking toward Letty didn’t help much either. He hummed a little bit as he turned to the blank sheet of paper in front of him. Then he looked up toward the ceiling with his quill feather rubbing under his chin.

“Have you ever used a wing feather as a quill?” Grem asked, drawing looks from both pegasi. There was a long pause between the three of them with the random question. Fable sighed.

“Yes, yes I have.” Fable said as he started to write. “Well, after their little romp last time. I’m guessing it’ll be a little while before they meet up again.”

“Given his symbiote was screamed off after their relations?” Letty said and Fable was nodding.

“So there was a sex scene in your original idea?” Grem asked, both of them nodding at this point. “Oh! Do you still have that script?” She asked with a blush on her face.

“He keeps it in a safe and according to everyone else, it doesn’t exist.” Letty said as Fable looked away and whistled in an innocent manner.

“Alright, we digress.” Fable said as he dipped his quill to get it to full and started to scribble down. “So, we’re going to say it’s been around three months down the line since their last meeting. We’ll start with Spider-mare on patrol. We’ll start with her point of view, though that will change part way through.”

At this point it was just Fable’s writing hand flashing across the page with his quill scratching against the paper as he explained the scene. Both Grem and Letty just listened as he spoke while the yellow mare put a fresh piece of sketch paper on a clipboard on her lap.

“Just another night in the city. It was quiet. In fact, it was so quiet that-”

The lady Spider was considering going home tonight. There just wasn’t a single robbery or mugging going on anywhere in the city. She zipped across the air as she shot the web from her wrist to the top of buildings. She finally stopped as she found a low enough building to keep an eye on the road as she leaned toward the edge of the roof.

She was beautiful. The yellow mare with a black mane stood with her eyes fixed on the street below. It was busy without being congested and it was rumbly without being too loud. Normally, she’d hear a scream or some sort of gunfire or explosion from down the street. Tonight, there was nothing. If ever there was a night to take a breather, this must have been the one the universe was telling her to take.

One step backward, however, and her dorsal hit a solid mass, causing her to yip. Her senses didn’t tell her that she was in trouble, and yet she felt two arms close in around her. Spider-mare yelped in surprise as she looked down to see two pitch black arms at her midsection. It took her two seconds to put it together as she felt the breath at the back of her mane.

“I’m sorry, did I forget to kill you last time we fought?” She asked, making the taller, larger stallion snicker just a bit. The monstrous visage on his face made him look like a skeletal abomination. His hollow eyes had tiny red glowing dots that acted as his pupils as he smiled down toward her. Rainscald was stacked, though. Even with an ugly red horse skull symbol on his chest, his muscles were swollen through the symbiotic black suit. “How did you get this thing back on you?”

“It took some doing, thanks to you.” His mask melted off of his face to show his red fur with black mane. “It’s been a while. How have you been?”

“Oh, so now you’re my boyfriend? When did that happen?” Despite her sassy qualities, she was still leaning into him. Her mask’s white eyes gazed at him from her side with a scowl, but she made no move to get him away from her. “I seem to remember you were all mad that I broke your shit. What happened to that?”

“Well, if you hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t have been introduced to our mutual friend.” His suit wiggled slightly in his forearm as he spoke, and she was suddenly a little more uncomfortable. Then his hand came up to her face and turned her back toward his as he leaned down. “Don’t tell me you weren’t thinking about me this whole time.”

“So what if I was? I don’t make it a point to date the villains I fight. Did you come here for a reason, or were you wanting to ignite an old flame that never existed?” Spider-mare asked, then her cheeks deepened red as his arms clutched around her tighter.

“I came here to ask for your help.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear. She did her very best not to make it affect her breathing as she listened. However, there was no denying that his deep, luscious voice was causing sensations. “Someone new has been committing some hostile takeovers around the city.”

“Why haven’t I heard about this? Sounds like something I would have heard about beforehand.” Spider-mare drew in a sharp breath as he started nibbling on her ear. Her grip on his arms tightened and she turned her head to give him a mean look. “Not to mention, it sounds like you want them out of the way so you can do your dirty work. How do I know this isn’t the suit talki---ooohh.” She started to riggle as he started to kiss up the side of her neck.

“I’ve grown better with the suit. We have a better understanding now. In fact, you’re the only thing we agreed on from the start.” He chuckled a little bit. She was melting like butter in his arms even while she tried to put up a strong front. “What do you say? You can take down some of the scum in this city and even work with me.”

“I…” She sputtered a bit. There was too much sensation coursing through her loins and her head felt all floaty. “I don’t…”

Before she could say anything more, she heard three objects knock against Rainscald’s back, making him grunt.

“What--” Then he growled in pain as all three of them burst. Both of them were knocked forward. As the large black suited red stallion knocked her forward, she began to teeter off the edge of the building. He grabbed her arm in time, though she mostly had her balance by then.

“Unhand her!” A high pitched voice called from the shadows. As he heard this, his mask slid back over his head with the glowing red eyes glanced around the building’s rooftop. All he saw was a torn up billboard, some wooden crates, a water tower and a little hut in the middle with a door leading down the stairs to the lower levels of the building they stood on.

“Alright, who the hell said that?” He asked in a loud, growling voice. The back of his suit healed itself rather quickly, but neither he nor the symbiote were happy about this. “Were you expecting company?”

“Can’t say I was.” Spider-mare was just as puzzled as he was. Running her eyes across the whole scene, she barely caught a glimpse of a figure popping up and over the billboard. The figure was balled up into a cannonball position up until right before she made contact with Rainscald.

Her black wings flapped open as the batsuit she wore was in full view. With her fist reared back for a punch and her leg outstretched for a flying kick, she descended upon Rainscald with her face snarling through her black bat mask. With quick reflexes, his suit stretched his arm out to catch her leg mid-flight and his other arm caught her fist midswing. Without a second of hesitation, she swung her other fist into a punch which collided with his face and sent him back stumbling a few steps.

His grip loosened on her appendages and she kicked onto the ground, back flipping and landing into fighting position. He finally got a good look at this newcomer as they stood opposite one another. He noticed that she had flowing reddish orange hair coming out of the back of her cowl. Below that cowl were two very large, very obvious breasts with which the body armor she wore was shaped.

“And who might you be?” Rainscald asked, his glowing eyes widening a bit at her visage. The symbol above her breasts was the dark bronze shape of a bat. In turn, she also sized him up, not overlooking the large bulge between his legs as accentuated by his shiny black, living suit.

“I’m Batmare.” As she said this, she swung her arm upward, releasing three bat shaped boomerangs. Before they reached him, Rainscald shot two black webs to catch them in the air, swinging them to the side and into the edge of the roof.

Their fight was fast paced. Within just a few moves, Rainscald could tell that she was very good. For every hit he landed on her, she got two on him. As she reared back for another strike, his suit expanded, causing her fist to sink into the black symbiote’s sludge-like viscosity.

As Spider-mare grunted with a bit of a disgusted sound, Rainscald turned his gaze toward her as she stood with crossed arms.

“I don’t suppose you were wanting to help?” Rainscald asked, making her chuckle.

“You got this, Rainy.” She commented with a thumbs up, making him scoff and roll his eyes.

“What? You’re helping this guy?” Batmare said as she struggled to get her fist away from his symbiote’s grasp. She looked from Rainscald, over to Spider-mare and scowled while she was still pulling against the black goop that clutched her forearm. “Are you both working for Calabrese? Where is he striking next?” Grem demanded as she swung another punch toward his midsection, but this time his suit bubbled outward and caught that pulled into her other hand. She was effectively cuffed by his black ooze.

“Hold it, lady! We’re not working for Calabrese and we’re not fighting!” Rainscald said as he pulled her away from him when her leg extended for a kick. “I’m going after Calabrese and she’s gonna help me.”

“Ummm, never said yes to that.” Spider-mare held up her pointer finger in a slight protest.

This seemed to calm down Batmare at least enough to stop flailing and listen as she hung, suspended in midair by a black tendril from above. Her bound wrists above her head. She was gasping for breath as she finally began to settle down.

“Now look, I’m taking down Calabrese tonight. I have a few places he could be meeting. If we patrol tonight, we could even catch them in the act if we’re lucky.” Rainscald said, talking to both of them now. Even though Spider-mare hadn’t said it yet, he knew she was in.

“Ummmm, is she okay?” Spider-mare pointed toward Batmare, who was still breathing hard, even so long after they stopped fighting. Rainscald picked up on this and tilted his head. Not only was she gasping, but she was sweating a bit.

“Batmare? Everything alright?” Rainscald asked her, noticing that she was slightly licking her tongue outside of her lips.

“Can you squeeze my wrists a little,” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “More?”

“Whoa whoa whoa.” Fable said, looking at Grem who wore a similar gasping expression. “Wasn’t she just ready to pound him?”

“Yes, but now she wants him to pound her.” Grem’s eyes glared toward Fable. At first, he thought she was joking, but her deadpan expression never changed. “Hard.”

There was a long pause. Even Letty gazed at the bat pony incredulously. Fable cleared his throat and looked back down to his notebook.

“Alright then.” He started writing once again. “So, she’s got a bondage thing and asks Rainscald--”

“You have anymore tentacles?” Batmare gleamed her bedroom eyes at him through her mask. Rainscald’s eyes were almost bulging at this point. She was in danger of being held by a villain and yet she was hanging there, getting soaking wet inside of her batsuit. “Mmm-my bottoms come off.” She gasped.

“Wow, someone likes to get cuffed.” Spider-mare walked up to where she hung by her wrists and as she got closer, Batmare’s tongue stuck out longer toward her. As she walked toward the bat pony in the black suit, she moaned louder. The yellow mare’s eyes widened, then looked down toward her lower region. Between her legs, another black tendril was pressed against her crotch.
Batmare cried out in lust as his tentacle-like appendage squirmed against the front of her tights. Her legs twitched as they spread apart and drool dripped from her lips. She went from a badass crimefighter to a begging harlot in a matter of minutes. Her pink quim drooled along with her, especially as his tendril worked its way through the side of her cup. The slimy surface licked at her nether lips, causing her to gush even harder as her legs went spread eagle.

“Okay, that’s creepy. Stop that.” Spider-mare said this, but she also got closer to Batmare’s groin as the fluids started to flow over her leggings. Rainscald rolled his eyes but complied anyway. As he withdrew the appendage, though, it took her loin cover with it.

Batmare had a very shapely ass only partially covered by her reddish orange tail.

“Oh! Why did you stop?” Batmare was about to say, but was interrupted as the spider heroine put her mouth against the black clad bat’s pussylips. She howled as she felt a tongue punch into her honey hole. She started to lick all over the captive bat pony’s clitoris as her hands clenched her grey butt cheeks. That’s when the mewling tough girl turned her head toward the male, seeing his nicely outlined cock was hard enough to rival diamonds. “What are you waiting for?”

Before long, the dark avenger was feeling a slippery tongue in her soaking wet cunt as she dribbled down Spider-mare’s chin. She also took the brunt of an assault on her asshole as a gigantic, dark red cock sunk slowly into her anal crevice. Her head shot back, coming inches from the villainous Rainscald’s muzzle with her pointed ears.

His huge dick reached the farthest reaches of her ass while Spider-mare’s hands held her ass cheeks open and still slurped her pussy as if she tasted of candy. Batmare came, sending a slew of juices into the yellow mare’s face as a huge cock stretched her asshole wide. It wasn’t until her third orgasm that she was finally dropped down to her hooves.

Her asshole and her pussy buzzed with stimulation while her legs wobbled beneath her. She ultimately dropped to her knees and panted for breath as her arms held her up.

“I think we may have been a bit hard on her.” Spider-mare wiped her mouth beneath her pulled up red mask. The bat pony still had her mouth wide open as she heaved in breaths. Her pussy juice dripped all over the ground underneath her. She realized that she didn’t even know where Rainscald had put her bottom armor, but it didn’t matter to her right then.

“Does this mean we’re going on patrol together now?” Rainscald asked. Before Spider-mare could answer, though, her pants went straight down to her ankles, revealing a very wet labia underneath. Batmare nearly pulled them out from under her as she lurched forward and brought the yellow mare down to the ground.

Spider-mare yipped with surprise as Batmare crawled on top of her. Her asshole was still slightly gaped, and her pussy was leaving a trail of juice as she began to grind against Spider-mare’s quim.

“Oh! Batmare! You’re an animal!” Their pink lips pressed hard against one another, as did their tits. This drew a puzzled look from the spider woman as she looked down to see her breasts being overpowered by Batmare’s naked, hulking, pink nippled gazongas. “Wait, when did you take off your-” Their lips met in a deep kiss as their pussies continued to caress one another.

Both of them cried out in surprise and ecstasy as they felt a large horse sausage work its way in between their pussy lips. Immediately, the big red dong was smeared with vaginal fluid and the slick skin allowed him to fuck the tight space between the two of them.

“I didn’t ask for two animals!” Spider-mare declared, but made absolutely no move to stop him as her pussy felt his girth overtake her. He was hitting her clitoris with his thick surface and she was already mounting an orgasm. The fact that Batmare had worked her mouth down to her pink nipples was helping that process along quite nicely.

As soon as Rainscald’s cock slid straight into Letty’s honey hole, she started to twitch and clench up as she ripped through a climax. Her mouth opened wide as a bit of saliva ran down her chin and her hands clutched the back of Batmare’s head as she continuously tongued her areolas.

After just a few more pushes, the red stallion pulled his cock from her and returned to the space between their pressed cooches. With one twitch, he sprayed their tits with hot seed. White spunk painted the underside of their boobs and their stomachs were splattered by the second jet of cum. After the fourth, he managed to hit their chins and the two mares continued to makeout.

“Hummmm, yeah I was kind of hoping to actually do something with the Cabrese mobster idea.” Fable said as he continued to write the last paragraph. By this point, there were sixteen whole notebook papers completely filled with words. “You know, this is supposed to be a superhero story, normally that means they’d fight a villain.”

He looked underneath the vanity where he sat and the two mares had managed to pull his pants all the way down to his ankles. Both of them were splattered with jizz, much like their comic book counterparts. The two kissed with their hands exploring both of their bodies as his semi hard penis leaked the remaining cum onto the floor as he watched.

“Technically, Batmare did fight a villain.” Letty corrected him as Grem began to nibble on her neck. “Rainscald hasn’t made the conversion to heroism yet.”

Fable wasn’t really wanting to argue semantics, he just rolled his eyes a bit and nodded. “I guess that’s true.”

“There’s always next issue.” Grem said as she grabbed Fable by the balls, starting to massage them to get him back up.

“Wait, what are you doing? I just c-came.” Fable gritted his teeth as his cock reacted to Grem’s liking. His balls were super sensitive, but they had a few seconds to relax, so that was a good thing.

“You said you wanted another villain battle, Fabs.” Grem winked at him as she leaned toward him and kissed the tip of his horse cock. “So, let’s fight.” She giggled.