"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