Living Latex Suit Designation:Kinky

Chapters

Setting things up
Your package has been delivered!
Things work out, of course
Going to Work?
Returning the favor

Setting things up

"Beak! Stop it!" barked a mare's voice, which was almost enough to make the poor Gryphon drop the vial that he was already holding rather uncaringly. Beak was of course short for Beaker, which both refrenced the science Gryphon's job, and also, well, he did have a beak. "Come on man, I know this one can't infect you, but do you really wanna drop two of those in one weak?" Asked the mare, as she walked over to him with a little bit of a smirk. "Oh, I know..." Grumbled the Gryphon, as Flask gently took the vial from him- in her magic, which she used to touch everything.

She set it in the cooler where it belonged, then she said, "Good thing we're done for the night then, huh?" As she smiled up at her friend. Beak chuckled, and he gently poked the mare's shoulder, saying, "What, you're not going to stay after because I'm not done with this yet?" Flask sighed, and to make her point, she shut off the Lab's lights as she said, "No, that was one time! Well, a few times, but do you really have to tease me about it?" "Well you still tease me about the time I dropped my sub in the sink" Beak grumbled, but the sound of Flask giggling to herself at the memory of it still made him smile. "Well, g'night then" Beak said, grinning at Flask as they walked out of the lab and closed its doors. Flask locked it, then responded with a "Goodnight to you too... I've got tomorrow off, so I'll be back on friday" She said.

Beak grinned a bit more, saying, "I know~", and he then walked off to head out, towards the elevator (and then the roof) since he always flew home. Flask didn't even bother to ask her friend what he meant as she rolled her eyes, snorted, and headed in the other direction, since she preferred to just walk home.

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"All right Kink, in the tub with you" Chirped a mare, who smiled over at the brightly colored Latex Pony, who was being shipped out that night. The mare scrunched up her snout at the sight of the normal-sized one, and she wordlessly pointed a hoof at one of the larger ones to the worker's other side. "Kink, no, they told me that...." She started to say, but she let the words die in her throat as the latex mare's scrunch only increased. The worker was weary- Kink was a stubborn, stubborn mare, and while she did like her, she just wasn't going to have any more arguments. She couldn't help from cracking the slightest of smiles as she pulled over the larger container, and Kink happily stepped into it, already shrinking down as she let herself melt into a liquid.

There was a hiss as she let the air inside of her go, since she would never fit inside something small enough for a mailbox if she had been standing there as solid latex! Before she was fully gone, Kink leaned in and planted a big kiss on the mare's cheek, and that got her to laugh, playfully smacking the mostly-goo latex mare and then smacking the lid onto her case. After a glance around to make sure nopony was watching, she gave the case a little smooch on the side, softly saying "Have fun, you doofus". And then, she set off to get the mare shipped.

Overnight shipping, of course. "Flask" and Kink had already planned out what was going to happen when she got there the next day, after all- she didn't have work, so she'd have the whole day free! And it was going to be a lot of fun.

Author's Note

wow I'm rusty :(

Your package has been delivered!

Flask loved her days off of work. Not because her job was bad, but because she enjoyed the time to relax, and unwind. She'd slept in until 10, made herself a wonderful breakfast, and she'd even done some cleaning. Flask was in her living room, and she smiled as she stepped back from her TV, which she'd just dusted off. She walked over to her couch, and with a happy sigh, the mare sprawled out on the soft, oversized piece of furnature. She let her body go limp on the couch, and right as she let out a happy, relaxed sigh, the doorbell rang.

Of course it did.

Flask's groan of annoyance lasted even longer than her sigh of satisfaction, and she got off of the couch to head for her door. Opening it, she caught little more than a pegasus mail truck lifting off into the sky, and of course a box on her doorstep. "Huh" The mare murmured to herself, as her magic picked it up and brought it inside with her. She set it down in front of the couch, locked her door back up, and sat down on the couch to open it. Flask had a habit of opening things without caring about whatever documentation or instructions came with them, so she did little more than scanning the shipping label for her name before opening it right up.

There wasn't much inside, really. The box had some really nice packaging inside, surrounding a strong plastic container. Hell, it looked better than some of the stuff Flask used in her kitchen! She lifted the container out of the box, then pushed it inside. Sure, there was a stack of papers in the bottom, probably instructions or something, but who needed instructions for... what was this, actually?

This had to be some sort of prank. It looked kind of like silly puddy, but it was the color of her latex work suit, and there was a lot of it. Flask thought of Beak... was this from him? Was it some sort of prank? The mare shrugged slightly, and her magic took the lid off. She brought the container close to her face, and she peered into the odd liquid, frowning down at it. It didn't smell suspicious, so she set it in her lap and poked a hoof into the stuff, feeling it squish around her hoof and make room for it.

Well, that turned out to be a bad idea, because her hoof displaced enough of the liquid for it to overflow the sides, and to make it worse, Flask dropped the container! Somehow, her magic couldn't actually grasp onto the Latex itself, and when it overflowed the box, it cut off her connection to it. The mare let out a groan of frustration, looking down at the mess... her hoof had sticky whatever-it-was stuck to it, and it had splashed all over the carpet, the couch, her lap, her hind legs... it was stuck to everything, and she was already borderline pissed off at what a mess it was going to be to clean!

The mare closed her eyes to take a deep, calming breath, but then she felt something move. She opened her eyes wide, and she let out a startled squeak as she caught the stuff in motion! It had begun to creep up her leg, and she shook it a little bit, even though she already knew that such a thing was worthless. The mare stood up, and as she did, the odd liquid came with her, gathering against her legs and her underside. "How did- what?" she asked, taking a few seconds to look at the floor and the couch. Somehow, the Latex had seperated itself entirely from the furniture and the carpet, which was great! Problem was, it was now stuck to her- and getting worse!

The mare pranced in place for a few moments as her heart began to race, because it was starting to sink in that she'd gotten herself into quite a messy situation. The Latex was just beginning to get to the top of her hind legs, and on her front end, it was already to her chest. As it began to descend down her other front leg, She uselessly pushed at the latex on her covered leg, and found that she couldn't get a grip on it. Somehow, even though it was stuck to her on one leg, her free one couldn't even grasp it? This stuff wasn't making any scientific sense, but of course, Flask hadn't thought to consider that it might be sentient.

She wouldn't be learning that little fun fact just yet, though. The goo had just finished coating her underside, and something that happened to enter Flask's mind was just how comfortable it was. It was smooth, cool, and it didn't squish down her fur like her work suit did. Whatever it was, it managed to soak into her fur, leaving her limbs totally smooth and black. Right as it began to cover her flanks, Flask realized what she must look like, and her face began to redden as she thought of all the fetish related Latex gear she had seen when she went shopping for her work suits... was this related to that, somehow?

Her heart was pounding even harder as the stuff covered up her backside, contouring perfectly to both her marehood and her plot, and she felt the former wink just slightly as an ice-cold spike of arousal suddenly speared her thoughts. "Oh, Surely this isn't..." The mare muttered quietly, as she started to walk towards the living room entryway, she felt the Latex tensing up, making it hard to move. This only made things worse, since the idea of being trapped by this stuff was starting to turn poor Flask on. But she was still scared- surely, this stuff meant harm? Well, she got her answer pretty quickly- as the Latex began to make its way up her neck, it also spread open the plump outer lips of her marehood, and it pushed inside of her, making her gasp sharply. Shudders ran up and down her body as she felt her clench down on the invading liquid, and she could swear she felt it squeezing her ass. If that wasn't enough, the Latex coating her soft teats had begun to squeeze them, and that only sent even more tingles of pleasure through the mare. For some reason, Flask had assumed that this stuff would be stopping at her neck, and she whimpered slightly as she felt it coming up over her chin. The mare opened her mouth for air, but all that did was allow the stuff to come into her maw!

Then, the panic came back a little bit. She felt the goo rushing down her throat, and she couldn't breathe! It covered her eyes up, turning everything dark, and she tried to take another breath before she heaved most of it back out- the goo had just found her g-spot, and it had pressed firmly against it, sending a rush of pleasure through her body that made her give quite a loud (though muffled) moan of pleasure. When she went to breathe again, she found herself sucking in a breath, and while it felt kind of odd, her attention was focused elsewhere as the Latex finally covered the tip of her horn, fully encasing her exterior. Now that it had done that, it went back to pleasuring her clenching tunnel, trying to milk more of her slippery arousal from her marehood. The suit needed it, as it was able to convert it into more Latex. And it was going to need a lot for its first impressions with its new owner! Flask found herself unable to move as the Latex kept her in place, sinking deep into her from every end. It began to push inside of her ass, it sunk under her eyelids, it delved into her ears... she was properly coated with the stuff inside and out, in such a way that her body would still function as normal. It could even thin itself enough to allow her to see the world properly! Or act as sunglasses, if she wished.

For now though, it was keeping her blind, and it plugged her ears, too. Cut off from sight, sound, and even smell, as it filled her nose, Flask could only focus on the _sensations_ this thing was giving her, and she was loving every second of it. The suit was hitting buttons she didn't even know she had, and the poor mare was letting out all sorts of adorable little gasps and moans. She was approaching an orgasm, and it seemed the suit could tell- the latex grasping her clit began to gently squeeze it, testing her sensitivity as it poked and prodded inside of both her marehood and her plot. It turned out that Flask was pretty damn sensitive, because squeezing her clit made her tense up and shudder pretty heavily. The suit used that to its advantage, and it began to massage her teats as it focused on squeezing her clit in just the right way to make her cum, and it wasn't hard to pull off. She cried out as she came crashing into a strong orgasm, shaking her legs as she began to gush. Flask being a 'squirter' was useful for the suit, because that gave it a lot more material to work with. Between the sweet marecum she was making and the various fluids found inside of her, the suit had gathered what seemed like plenty of Latex for what it wanted to do.

While Flask rode out her orgasm, the suit continued to massage the insides of her clenching pussy, though it was more gentle to keep from overloading her. When it ended, even though she was too scatterbrained to walk just yet, the suit began to make her move. It was plainly obvious to her that it was taking her up the stairs, but from there she couldn't tell where she was being led to. It didn't help that it was also softly rubbing her teats on the way, since it had somehow figured out that hers were rather sensitive. Still, she was lost in her own house, until the suit had her hop up onto her bed that is. How did it know where her bed was? How did it open the damned door? Why did her back feel heavy? She wasn't getting answers to the first few questions, but the third one, she got her answer for that. The weight on her back was lifted, and her front end was pushed down to the bed. The mounting position made her shudder- she was mostly into mares, but this seemed like a rather specific position- but this thing wasn't a stallion, was it? Well, no. It wasn't the weight of a pony that settled onto her. It was the clenching grasps of tentacles that took hold of her limbs, and she felt the latex around her mouth and her backside start to liquidize. She started to wonder why, and she got her answer in the form of three thick, dripping, slippery Latex tentacles.

The first one stuffed itself into her mouth, and from there, down her throat. It wriggled a little inside of her, but Flask couldn't help but desperately suck on it, happy to have something muffle her moans. Next came her ass, as a second, slightly smaller tentacle plunged inside, filling her up and making her clench tightly around it. The mare whined around the length filling her mouth, and she struggled against the vines holding her against the bed. She was surprised to find that the coating wasn't stiff anymore- she could move! Well, if it wasn't for the vines holding her to the bed. Somehow, she found that hotter... she was able to struggle, but she still couldn't escape. She wasn't struggling to get away, though, she was struggling out of frustration that the suit was doing nothing about the burning need she felt in her soaking wet marehood. With a wet squelch (that she couldn't hear), a third vine, thicker than the other two, plunged deep into her marehood, making her squeal as it filled her tunnel all the way to her cervix- which thankfully didn't hurt. Now that all three vines were in place, the suit really started to put things into motion.

And it began to thrust. Right as Flask was overcoming the shivers of estascy she had felt when the vine stuffed itself into her pussy, all three of them began to move. It became clear why the Latex around her entrances had liquified- the suit needed to allow its tentacles inside of her without interfering with the outer coating, and it was just a fun side effect that it made things rather messy and slippery, perfect for a hard fucking. Flask found herself rocking her hips in time with the tentacles as they pumped into her- the two behind her would stuff themselves inside of her, and as they pulled back out for another thrust, the one in front of her would stuff itself back down her throat. Flask found herself holding tight onto the bed as the suit pleasured her, and somehow, it still had more surprises up its metaphorical sleeves! Flask could feel two tentacles press against her soft teats, and they suctioned themselves onto her nipples, then, to her surprise, she felt them leaking Milk! The realization made Flask shudder against the vines, which were growing thick around her as she fed them more and more of her slippery arousal. And now they were milking her!

Somehow, the suit had set her body lactating, and with even more fluids at its disposal, it got even more bold. The thick vines plunging inside of her began to speed up a little, and the other vines wrapped around her body began to explore. They groped her flanks, they wrapped around her neck, one of them even wrapped around her horn to give it a curious squeeze. Sadly, Flask's horn wasn't as sensitive as some unicorns would be, but the suit didn't even need that to make her cum. Flask was getting close, too. She had begun to clench tightly around the vine ramming itself into her pussy, trying to hold it inside each time it pulled out. It was entirely useless of course, but it did make it feel a little better. She was also moaning a little louder, even if it was muffled again and again by the vine stuffing her throat. The one in her ass felt amazing too, and the way it was milking her teats, oh, it all felt just wonderful. When it became obvious that Flask wasn't going to hold on much longer, the Suit seemed to get sloppy with its movements, as if it was also approaching a climax of some sort. The tentacles had begun to lose their tempo, stuffing themselves into Flask recklessly as they began to shake the bed with their force and weight.

Flask began to shudder as an orgasm began to rise up inside of her, and the suit took action. Throughout her rough fucking, it had been gently massaging her clit, but now the suit wanted her to cum, and it began to firmly rub it, both on its own and with the big vine as it rammed into her pussy. This was almost too much for Flask, and when she came, she let out a shaky, ecstatic squeal of pleasure, and she clenched down hard onto all three of the vines, just barely managing not to bite the one inside of her mouth. As she entered her orgasm, the mare limply thrashed on her bed, holding tight onto the covers as she began to ride out the rollercoaster of sensations. And to her delight and surprise, she felt all three vines suddenly ram themselves deep inside of her, and begin to flood her with more Latex. It was something she had never experienced before, because instead of pumping the stuff inside of her, the vines would liquidize some of themselves, pull back, then thrust even deeper to shove the liquid section deeper inside. Then, they would start over again, starting a cycle of thrusting themselves deeper and deeper into her with seemingly no end, stuffing her womb and her belly full of cum at the same time. The vines holding onto her began to slink away as they joined the wriggling lengths that were pumping themselves inside of her, and before long she began to look somewhat pregnant with all the Latex filling her up. Throughout this process, poor Flask managed to endure multiple orgasms, shuddering and writhing on the bed helplessly as the suit pumped itself inside of her.

Eventually, it came to an end. The last few inches of tentacles stuffed themselves into Flask, melted away, and joined the rest of the suit, leaving her sprawled out on the bed, panting and helpless to do anything other than lay there and attempt to piece together something that resembled a conscious thought. The suit thankfully had stopped milking her, leaving her body unmolested so she could lay satisfied in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm she'd ever felt. The cold glass of a cup gently touched against her lips, and she drank some water obediantly, not even questioning where it had come from. The suit had brought it up on the way, assuming she would need it. She was gently pushed onto her side, and her soft blankets were pulled up over her, making her put on a happy, adorable smile as she relaxed on her soft bed. Something odd about the situation is that despite experiencing the kinkiest, messiest sex of her life... both Flask and her bed were spotless! Whatever this thing was, she loved it. And as she let her warm, comfortable afterglow slowly drift into the quiet, silent abyss of sleep, the suit swiched off the lights in her room, finally unblocking her ears, eyes, and nose.

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As Flask slept, Kink allowed all of the extra Latex inside of her to seep back out, piling up behind her. Kink had managed to milk enough cum and, well, milk out of Flask that she was able to form her body together on the bed, and as the worn-out scientist slept, Kink snuggled up behind her, hugging the mare close to her with a big, happy smile on her face.

Tomorrow was going to be a bit strange, for sure.

Author's Note

l-lewd

Things work out, of course

Flask woke up with a groan, cracking her eyes open. The sun was coming in through her blinds, and her alarm clock was beeping at her. She smacked the device to make it stop,and she slowly rolled off of the bed, standing up next to it. When she felt the slight soreness in her legs, she froze, memories rushing back to her as her cheeks turned a hot red. She quickly looked down at her leg, seeing... fur? She sat down on her hind legs, and she gently brushed at her fur. No, Something wasn't right. She still felt smooth, Latexy... this thing had not only replicated her entire coat of fur, it matched her colors!?

Next, she noticed the trail of magic that was shimmering its way out of the room, under the door. That was odd, so she decided to follow it. She left the room, and it seemed that the trail led downstairs. Fine, she went down the stairs, into the kitchen- oh! There was a pony in there! The mare at the stove turned, and she grinned at Flask, giving her a wink as she said, "Hi, Honey...~" In a somewhat shy, but also teasing voice. This looked like... no... was this... "K-Kink?" asked Flask in a soft, slightly hoarse voice. "Well, Duh..." Said the mare, who giggled as she let her hoof turn black, wiggling it a little bit to show off that she was indeed Latex. "W-Wait, I... You're Beak's friend, right?" Flask said, her magic reaching out to grab her phone and bring it to her with a little "phoof" of a teleport. As she unlocked the device, Kink looked over, saying, "I mean, I was talking to you just last night..." In a soft, confused voice.

Something on Flask's phone made her eyes go wide, and she looked up at Kink, then back to the phone, then she began to blush as a bit of a smile broke her expression. "W-Well, that's... that's one hell of a way to set me up on a date... I uh, my _friend_ managed to adopt you, for me..." She said, nervously smiling.

And Kink looked nervous too. "I... oh, dear, I... you're not mad, are you?" She said. "I mean, I thought, you, he..." she began to stammer, as Flask came close to her. The mare poked her chest gently, saying, "Don't... don't you feel sorry, that... celestia, every part of what you did was the hottest night of my life" She said, this time making Kink blush instead. And to prove her point, she hugged the Latex pony, pressing their lips together in a kiss. Kink was not going to complain, and she returned Flask's kiss for as long as she wished. The mare did break it though, and Kink was the first one to speak. "Well... I'm excited to get to know you all over again...~" She said, returning to the stove to check on what she was making. Flask wandered over, and she grinned as she looked at the eggs in the pan. "Aww, he even told you what I like to eat... we're gonna have to give him a talking to at work, but after work, you wanna.. go on a date, then?" Flask asked, gently leaning against Kink. "Oh, Flask, I'd love to..." Kink said, overjoyed at how things seemed to be working out, just as Beak had planned.

He was a damn smart one, that griffon. For now though, the two mares shared another kiss at the stove, before snuggling up together while Flask ate her breakfast. All that was left after that was to head to work! And according to Kink, she could be Flask's suit from now on, and hide the extra Latex inside of her so that she was effectively hidden both on and inside of her.

Author's Note

I did a cute I think

Going to Work?

"K-Kink, I swear to, mmhhh, C-Celestia, i-if you don't, ah, nnnhh, s-stooopp~!" Flask squeaked, her cheeks a hot, burning red as she squirmed and shivered. She had made the grave mistake of complaining to her new friend about how she couldn't stop thinking of their adventures the previous day, and that led to the latex mare teasing her.

It had started with gentle little ripples inside of her marehood, but by now, Kink was sending rhythmic bulges of latex along the length of Flask's marehood, and she'd even begun to squeeze her teats!

Suddenly, Flash stopped at the entrance to an alley, shaking as she said, "W-Will it satisfy you if I-" before she was cut off by a pleasured little squeak.

Kink's voice bloomed in her head as Latex tightly squeezed her clit, and the Latex mare growled a horny "Yeeees~" as she balooned the latex inside of her pussy even further.

Thankfully, Kink let off on the teasing for a moment, allowing Flask to quickly rush into the alleyway, running all the way to the back where multiple dumpsters hid her from view. A tiny version of Kink formed herself on the tip of Flask's snout, then it hopped off, jumping to a cardboard box nearby. She turned around to grin at Flask, and the science mare scrunched her snout, saying, "Y-You can't do this i-in public!" in a hushed tone.

The latex Kink was too small to talk, so she continued to speak in Flask's head, saying, "Oh, I sure can, honey~... I could pin a stallion's snout to your flanks, and he wouldn't have any idea I was doing this~" she growled, smirking as she firmly ground some of her latex against the mare's g-spot. Flask cried out with a sudden moan, and her legs collapsed at the sudden gush of pleasure.

Thankfully, Kink caught her! Not the tiny little Kink, no. The tiny Kink had just been a distraction, to keep Flask from looking behind her as thick, slimy tentacles formed from her latex. And after the mare's legs gave out, those tentacles caught her, keeping her from hitting the ground.

But as they lifted her, wrapping tightly around her legs, they also stopped her from being able to touch the ground. Squirming against the tentacles, Flask whimpered in desperation, and she opened her mouth to say something, but....

As she did, Kink struck. Thick, slippery tentacles suddenly stabbed forwards, two of them behind Flask, one in front. With zero warning, Flask suddenly had two thick tentacles wriggling deep inside of her marehood and her plot, and another one stretching out her throat as she moaned around it. Not only that, the latex surrounding her horn began to squeeze and rub against it, making her thrash a little bit as the intense pleasure overwhelmed her.

And then, she came. The tentacles pushing inside of her, the squeezing on her horn, the squeezing on her teats, all of those were large reasons she hit her orgasm, but the biggest one was the sudden feeling of helplessness that washed over her, as Kink began to massage her horn, removing the last chance she had for any sort of escape.

And she loved it. Flask's orgasm was intense, and if it wasn't for Kink massaging and squeezing her body as she twitched, she would be a bit sore afterwards. As she rode out the climax, Kink began to pump thick gushes of latex into her womb, and they showed no signs of stopping as she slowly came down from the pleasure and entered her afterglow. It wasn't until the tentacles pulled out of her plot and her mouth that she realized Kink must be using her womb for storage, and the idea made her blush warmly. But she liked it... as she slowly stood up, she swayed her flanks a little, shivering as she enjoyed the sensations of the last few gushes of latex pumping itself back to safety in her womb.

By the time she got out of the alley, she noticed something was wrong, and she frowned as she softly said "How come my belly's bigger...?" with a slight scrunch to her snout.

A giggle in her head, then Kink said "Well, someone is a squirter, I had quite a lot of fresh fluids to convert into more latex~". That made Flask blush again, and she was thankful that Kink hid all of those blushes away for her.

"All right... you just wait till I figure out how to punish you for these things" Flask huffed, giggling a little bit as Kink formed another small version of herself, just so it could pout at her. It wasn't long before she arrived at work!

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"You better be ready! Flask is mine, so you'll only get to do this once~" came a text, making Beak blush as he read it over. He'd gotten to work early, just to prepare for what he had schemed.

But he grinned, saying, "Well I only wanted once~" as he stood up from his chair, stretching a little. Beak was about to move back to his home town, and something he had always wanted to do was get with Flask. And with Kink's help? He would! Sitting back in the chair, he cupped his heavy balls with one paw, and he began to stroke his emerging shaft with the other, coaxing it free from its sheath as it began to twitch and throb against his touch.

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The door closed behind Flask with a quiet click. Immediately, Kink's latex tensed around her, completely removing Flask's ability to move. She squeaked a little, and while she tried to move, all she could do was slightly wiggle her legs a bit. Kink's voice purred to life in her head, softly saying, "Sorry hun, part of the price for meeting me was that I agreed to let someone breed you~" before she went silent. Kink began to move Flask's legs, and Flask was helpless to resist as the mare walked her through the labs, into their break room. As she was walked, Kink thickened the latex around her snout, muzzling her, taking away her ability to open her mouth and talk.

As the break room door opened, Flask felt her cheeks flaring a hot red as she laid eyes on the stallion inside. No, the Gryphon inside. Part of the reason Beak was so clumsy was due to his side- much like dragonponies tended to be, Beak happened to be a rather large Gryphon. But that meant that he was gifted with a very large cock, which hung underneath him, dripping and throbbing, right in front of Flask as she was marched into the room. Flask almost wished that Kink would say something, tease her about how wet she was getting, but the latex mare stayed silent, leaving Flask alone with her thoughts. Thoughts that were increasingly focused on how good that thick, knotted cock would feel.

"This is my last day here, did you know?" Beak asked, smirking down at Flask a little bit. "And I wanted to leave my old friend with a present before I grabbed my things and left~" He murred, swaying his hips so that his shaft would swing back and forth. As he did, her eyes followed, and she attempted to squeeze her flanks together, hoping for a shred of relief from her growing arousal, but Kink wouldn't let her!

She let out a soft whimper, and that was all Beak needed to move into action. He moved behind Flask, and the mare shuddered within her bindings as he settled down on top of her, his fluffy chest resting on her back as he lined himself up. When his cock met her lower lips, she moaned a little, and she clenched down tight around him as he began to sink his cock inside, stretching her out to fit his cock.

When his knot pressed against her, Flask shuddered, but to her surprise, he stuffed it inside! She loudly moaned as he suddenly hilted himself inside of her, his balls slapping against her flanks as the tapered head of his cock snuggled up to her cervix, leaking his precum right against her deepest barrier.

Right then, Beak stopped being gentle. He forced Flask to bend over, pinning her chest to the floor with a dominant growl. As he did, Flask felt her arousal suddenly skyrocket as the Gryphon played to her fetishes, and she squirmed with glee inside of her Latex prison as Beak suddenly pulled his cock out of her, roughly ramming it back inside with a plap of their hips.

And he just kept going! Flask continued to moan as the gryphon rutted her, holding her down to the cool floor as he stuffed his cock into her. Each time he bucked into her, he made sure to hilt himself, stuffing the knot inside, and Flask loved the sensation of that thick bulge popping in and out of her. Before long, Flask found herself struggling not to cum, the mare whimpering and clenching even tighter as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. With a growl, Beak suddenly hilted his cock deep inside of the mare, and Flask cried out as she helplessly succumbed to her own orgasm as well.

As her pussy tightly squeezed him, Beak let loose a strong gush of cum, pumping it straight into her womb as he ground his cock into her. Grinding against each other, the two ponies rode out their orgasms, Flask milking Beak for everything he had. After their orgasms both calmed down, Beak pulled back out of Flask, groaning as his cock slid free. He pulled on Flask, and Kink stood the mare back up, keeping her tail flagged for the gryphon.

Beak hummed a little, then he said, "One more... to the counter with you~" as he slapped her flank. Flask squeaked, but she obediently walked out to the lab. Well, not like she had a choice. Kink placed the mare's front hooves on the counter, and Flask could only gasp as Beak mounted her, pressing he against the counter as he smoothly buried his cock inside of her.

This time, Beak was slower, their hips plapping wetly together as he started a pace of thrusting into the mare. As he held her there, he nibbled her neck, then he said, "You don't know how long I've dreamed of doing this... pinning you here, holding you down as I fuck my foals into you, knowing you wouldn't dare to resist~" he groaned, hyper aware of the ways she squirmed and whimpered as he talked to her.

He sped up a little, saying, "Do you know how many times I've sat around here, stroking myself off, resisting the urge to just mount you while you've got your hooves on the counter like this? It's so cute, and it makes your flanks look so good~" he hissed. As he spoke, he continued to slowly speed up, and by the time he finished, he was bucking into her almost as rough as before.

This time, his words began to suffer as he said, "F-Fuck, I wish I had, I know you would've loved it having me stuff you with this~!" he grunted as he rammed into her, much harder than before for a few harsh thrusts, then he went back to his previous pace as he resumed, "C-Cock, sending you home with a b-belly of cu~uum every day~..."

From the noises Flask began to make, Beak could tell she was close, and he pressed closer against her. He picked up the pace, growling onto her neck as he adopted the intense rutting from the first round, and just like he expected, Flask was shuddering within a minute, squealing as she began to clamp down around him. He groaned, and a few thrusts later, he hilted himself deep inside of her, flooding her womb with a fresh batch of thick, strong gushes of cum.

This time, Beak spent even less time relaxing through their afterglow. Once he got his breath, he flipped Flask over, smirking down at her as he met her gaze. He sat her on the edge of the counter, then he reared up, easily tall enough to stand on his hind legs and rest his throbbing, leaking cock against her pussy. He tilted her head, forcing her to look between her own legs, then he slowly pulled back, resting the tip of his cock on her soaked outer lips.

Gently grinding against them, he said, "Wonder if you're pregnant yet~" in a soft tone, followed by a teasing "Maybe the third time is the charm~" as he began to push forwards. As he sank inside, Flask was helpless to look away, and she could feel her cheeks burning as she watched that thick, knotted cock disappear within her clenching walls. When he popped the knot in, she shuddered, even further aroused by the sight of it sinking into her.

This time, Beak was slow with his rutting, wanting her to watch as he sank his cock into her over and over, enjoying the sensations of his shaft spreading open her tightly clenching walls. Over time, he slowed down, until he finally hilted himself and then came to a stop.

He smirked up at Flask, and she felt a delightful shiver of fear as she saw his expression. Suddenly, he pulled out, then he flipped her over once more. She squeaked as he grabbed onto both of her hind legs, then she gasped as he suddenly rammed his cock into her. Beak set up another pace of roughly slamming into Flask, except this time, he shifted one of his paws to allow his fingers to press against her clit.

As soon as he began to roughly massage his clit while fucking her against the counter, Flask moaned, and from the muffled "MMHHFFEEEAAAKKHH~!" that escaped the muzzle, it seemed she was even moaning his name in pleasured desperation. Eagerly smirking, Beak continued to ram into her, not letting up with the hard stimulation to her clit.

it didn't take very long for Flask to collapse into an orgasm, the mare twitching snd crying out as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Still, Beak continued to ram into her, overpowering the desperate clenches of her pussy as he repeatedly rammed his knot into her.

It wasn't until Flask was shuddering her way through her fourth orgasm that Beak finally blew, and he roughly hilted himself as he began to pump even more cum into the mare, bulging out her belly against the counter as he held onto her hips tightly.

The last thing Flask could remember before she passed out was the blissful sensation of Beak's cum pumping deep inside of her, then she let the comforting darkness take her as she slipped away.

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Grunting, Beak ground into Flask as he pumped one last load of cum into the mare. After she'd passed out, he carried her back into the break room, then he had pinned her down to the room's couch, holding her there as he pumped a fresh, warm load of his cum into her. After that round though, he finally decided he had enough, and he popped the top off of a large jug of water.

After he finished the water, he turned, and he threw the jug with a startled yelp as he noticed Kink, and the smirk on the mare's face. To his surprise, however, the mare turned around, flagged her tail, then she swung her flanks towards him as she playfully said "What about me, hot stuff~?"

Author's Note

don't tell beak but IT'S A TRAP

Returning the favor

Grinning widely, Beak nodded as he said, "Hell yeah!" as he stepped closer to the latex mare.

She giggled, then she trotted out of the room, saying, "Well, we need to let poor Flask get her sleep, so c'mere~"

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As Kink led Beak out of the room, she began to slowly smirk. She had promised him to help him with his little fantasy, and Flask had even enjoyed it as well. But now? Well, she didn't owe him anything else, and she wasn't going to let him just... get away with what he'd schemed.

Behind them, the door to the break room opened once more, and a large blob of latex slithered out, following Beak. Kink had turned every last drop of his cum into fresh new latex, leaving her new marefriend entirely spotless inside and out. Of course, Beak had no idea Kink was even capable of such a thing, he hadn't really read that far into the documentation.

So when thick tentacles suddenly coiled around his legs from behind him, he understandably let out a panicked squeak as he began to struggle. But struggling only made the tentacles tighten, and then slowly forced him to bend down to the floor. Just in time for him to spot Kink's new toy... a large, throbbing, drooling, full-sized black latex stallionhood, hanging from between her hind legs. And she smirked down at him, looking hungry.

"Payback time~!" She said, poking his snout before he could protest. From her hoof, a latex gag formed, wrapping around Beak's snout and holding Beak's maw shut. When she pulled her hoof away, Beak only had a few moments to squirm before a thick latex tentacle punched through the gag, forcing his beak to open as it plunged down his throat.

Finally, the gryphon moaned, his cheeks beginning to redden. Without being able to move, he couldn't do anything to escape as Kink slowly walked behind him, giggling a little bit on the way. Peeking beneath him, she saw that his cock was again rock-hard beneath him, despite his weakening struggles.

"You're kind of screwed here~" she teased, her voice echoing through the room from behind him. Suddenly, he felt a weight settle down onto his back, and Beak felt his cheeks burning as he realized that she was mounting him. He squirmed a little, but he couldn't do anything to stop the latex mare from climbing onto his back and lining up her cock. When he felt it press against his backdoor, he squirmed, but he also weakly moaned, pushing back against her just slightly.

She giggled, and she kissed her neck as she thrusted. With a wet squelch, Kink's shaft popped inside of Beak, and he groaned around the thick latex tentacle as it smoothly sank inside of him, spreading him open around it as he helplessly clenched down around it. He whimpered as he felt the thick medial ring press against him, but Kink stuffed it inside as well, ears perked to listen to his cute little moans as she worked her cock deeper and deeper.

As she gradually sheathed herself inside of Beak, Kink wrapped a tentacle around his knotted shaft, and she let her latex squeeze it as she hilted herself. Their hips smooshed together as Kink hilted, and she hummed teasingly as she ground her cock into him, making her balls rub against his as the mare's heavy sack smothered his own.

"Sorry, guess that means you're gay now... balls touching and such..." she said, wearing a smirk. Beak let out a muffled whimper as he pushed back against her, and she felt his cock twitch firmly. Growing impatient, it seemed... well, why keep him waiting?

Kink giggled a bit, and she kissed Beak's neck as she shifted herself into position. With a grunt, Kink pulled her hips back, and then she thrusted. The pleasure of sheathing herself in the stallion's tight plot was a lot to handle with how badly pent up she had grown watching him fuck Flask, and Kink decided to take it all the way.

With a quiet snarl, Kink used her tentacles to hold Beak down a little lower, and then she properly began to buck into him. The room filled with a quiet plap-plap-plap-plap as the latex mare set to work fucking the gryphon, her cock throbbing and gushing fresh latex to keep him thoroughly lubricated.

Beak didn't exactly plan on having both mares that night, but he was not going to complain. The slippery latex cock working his prostate felt incredible, and with her latex tentacle squeezing his cock, he was already having to struggle to hold back his orgasm.

It seemed like Kink had the same issue, because Beak could feel her cock begin to flare as she rammed it even harder into him, making him close his eyes tight and whimper as he poured all of his focus into not cumming yet. Kink was having fun making it hard for him, though. As she grew close, the tentacle she was using to keep him gagged began to move, thrusting down his throat. Not only that, the tentacle around his cock began to squeeze it while slowly stroking him off, putting extra focus on his knot.

She started to angle her thrusts to put even more focus on his prostate, but it almost wasn't necessary, as Beak only lasted a few more thrusts before he burst. He let out a loud, muffled cry as he hit climax, splattering the floor with his cum as he twitched and squirmed against Kink's bindings.

The latex mare grinned eagerly as she redoubled her efforts, ramming into her as hard as her latex limbs would allow, and midway into the male's climax she let out her own pleasured groan as she rammed herself inside, using her latex to glue their hips together and trap her flared cock inside of him as it bulged with her cum.

Beak hissed as he felt a powerful jet of latex cum gush deep into his body, but he was helpless to do anything about it as his orgasm ran its course, leaving him helpless beneath the mare as the tight clenches of his plot began to milk her cum inside of him.

Kink's orgasm managed to outlast that of the hybrid below her. He was well into his afterglow by the time her cock finally stopped pumping her cum into him, and he let out a weak moan as she slowly pulled back out of him, her flare popping free with a splatter of latex that landed on the floor. The tentacle buried down his throat pulled free from his maw, but Kink stepped in front of him, wearing a smirk as she squished her flare against his beak.

With a smooth thrust, Kink sheathed her cock down his throat, making him gag just slightly as his cheeks flared a hot red. She smirked down at him, and her cock twitched as she said "Just wanted to see how it looked having my cock down your throat... pretty cute, feather boy~".

He almost felt like his cheeks might spontaneously combust as she pulled her cock back out of him, taking with it all of the other latex that had gone down his throat. Shortly after, a thick tentacle pulled itself free from his plot, draining out all of the latex cum that Kink had fired into him.

Finally, the latex pony pulled away the tentacles that were holding him down, and Beak carefully stepped aside to avoid the puddle of his cum, but... it wasn't there. She had already absorbed it as fresh new material, and he watched as all of the tentacles and fresh latex slid across the floor to Kink, being absorbed at her hooves as she began to grow in size.

When she finished putting herself back together, Kink stood taller than him, but her body had gone back to being featureless. "But really..." she said, leaning in, "Thank you for introducing me to my marefriend..."

To his surprise, the mare nuzzled him, and he noticed a soft blush on her cheeks when she pulled back. "W-Well, I... you're welcome, I mean... I'm glad you uh..."

"K-Kink...?" came a quiet voice, making them both look to the door. Beak just bowed a little bit, and Kink gave him a sheepish grin as she darted to the door.

He could hear the love in her voice as Kink trotted over to Flash, pulling the mare into a tight hug and giving her a kiss. "You feelin' okay...?" she hummed.

"T-That... eheh... w-was fun..." Flask admitted, her cheeks a warm red.

"Just wait until I tell you about the rest~" Kink growled, her voice only a whisper. She began to walk towards the exit with Flask, but she managed to throw Beak a nod and a smile on the way out, which he returned with a wave.

It wasn't until he was leaving the building himself that he began to wonder what Kink would be telling Flask about. If... if Flask enjoyed it, then... did that mean he would get to bang her, or both of them, again?

Oh no, what if they were going to come up with weird, kinky ways for both of them to have their way with him at the same time? And why did that make him feel such an arousing shiver every time he thought about it?

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Flask quietly giggled as as she booped Kink's snout, saying, "Don't you think that's a little bit too much?"

Kink smiled down at the mare she was snuggling, and she shook her head. "Naahhh... I think he'd love it, though I dunno if he would rather have me on top and you under him, or have you riding him with me underneath..."

"I-I don't think I'd be all that good at riding..." Flask sheepishly admitted, looking down at the bed a little.

The mare almost flinched when she felt Kink's lips graze one of her ears, but when the mare spoke, it sent the best type of chill down her spine. "Wanna learn how to ride a cock then~?" whispered her liquid lover.

"T-Tomorrow...?" Flask meekly said, her ear twitching a little as Kink pulled away from it.

The larger mare giggled, and she squeezed her host a little tighter as she curled around her a bit more on the bed. "Tomorrow then~" she crooned, giving Flask a kiss on the cheek. "You need some sleep anyway, after the day we've had..."

"Ehehe... l-love you, Kink..."

"Mmmm... love you too, Flask....~"

Author's Note

IT'S DONE

I TOLD YOU

I TOLD ALL OF YOU

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE