Some nearby quiet murmuring filled Rainstream’s ears, and she jolted awake. She shook her head and blinked, but it was too dark to see. She could hear several ponies nearby, moving about and whispering to each other, but she couldn’t see anything. Where was she again?
“ATTENTION ALL ANONS!” A booming voice called, echoing through whatever chamber she was in.
Rainstream jumped a few feet in the air, feeling very much as though a stray lightning bolt had caught her in the chest. Her wings steadied her for a bit as her feet flailed until they touched cold stone, and she settled onto them. She could hear lots of activity around her, and once or twice somepony bumped into her. There was also something stuck to her face. Oh, wait.
Rainstream reached up and adjusted the plastic piece over her face, and light flooded into her eyes. Dim, green light, that barely lit up the dark stone around her, but definitely enough to see by. Wait, was this? She looked around. There were dozens of grey, nondescript ponies around her, all standing in a line. Yes, the Anons she’d met outside, which meant… yes. Of course, she was wearing an anon mask. Rainstream did her best to stand as much like the ponies next to her as possible, which wasn’t difficult since they were forming a line.
As to why she was wearing a mask, standing in a line of grey, nondescript ponies... Rainstream was a very desperate mare, capitalizing on her one chance to meet the only two ponies who could surpass how sexy their predecessor was. She had written a rather erotic story involving Helix 24b and herself, and 24B's younger siblings, M and K had taken a liking to it. So when the call had gone out for some anon volunteers, well, they didn't say she couldn't respond. Rainstream was going to fuck these two or die trying. That was the plan, anyway
“ATTENTION ALL ANONS!” The booming voice from earlier called out, making Rainstream jump just a bit, but it was more manageable this time.
“Woah, we actually got a LOOOT of volunteers for this”
Rainstream’s ears flicked to the sound of two ponies walking down the line of anons. Two very strong, powerful, sexxy… Rainstream shook her head. It wasn’t fair. She couldn’t see well around the mask, so she just did her best to stand still and hope she wasn’t leaking. She’d heard they were doing some sort of experiment with the anons. Rainstream could already envision being tied down, having the helix twins poke and prod all over her—
“Wait, aren’t you the smutty fanfic mare?”
Rainstream moaned audibly… then realized that that voice wasn’t inside her head. She blinked away her daydream and realized M and K were totally standing right in front of her.
“She totally is!” M said excitedly.
Rainstream’s wings suddenly became VEEEERY difficult to keep in check, and several feathers began standing up. Rainstream could swear there was steam rising from her mask. Meanwhile, a discussion had begun
“What should we do with her, K?”
oh please say fuck her please say fuck her please say fuck her.
“Can we eat her?”
…
Pleasesayyespleasesayyespleasesayyespleasesayyespleasesayyes
“But if we eat her, how will she write more yummy smutfics?”
K emitted an audible whine. Or maybe it was Rainstream herself. She’d lost track.
“Oh, just put her off in the corner, we’ll do something tasty with her later.”
*poof*
“Ooh, look. Pop up wings! Neat!”
A set of tentacles wrapped around her barrel and hoisted Rainstream over away from the helix twins. She could almost smell K’s thick, intoxicating… oof.
Dumped in a heap, Rainstream scrambled to her hooves, and made one more attempt to fold her wings, unsuccessfully.
The mask was lifted slightly, and a very hot pair of lips was placed against hers. Rainstream jerked her head back but ran into something soft and firm that held her in place. A click sounded as something cold wrapped around Rainstream’s neck. The kisser pulled away and Rainstream tried to follow, but her neck was held fast. She let out a small whinny, reaching with her tongue. A hoof booped her snout instead.
“Stay fresh for us, cutie~<3” We’ll be back.”
That was Kay. No, Em. Rainstream couldn’t tell. Her head spun as the sound of retreating hooves told her there wouldn’t be more. Rainstream licked her lips slowly, shivering, then laid back against the cave wall. She lifted a hoof to readjust the mask, but both twins were already standing in front of the line of anons. She tugged one more time against the loop around her neck, but it was no use. She slumped and ran a hoof down to her nethers. Fuck it. Her eyes closed and her hooves went to work, while the sound of a vinyl record starting up filled the cavern
~ ~ ~
A smooth, floating opera that reminded Rainstream of being up in the clouds wafted into her ears. She twitched her wings in response, as though manipulating the winds herself. She could even feel a warm breeze wafting up past her… feathers? Rainstream tried moving her wings, but they seemed stiff, sluggish, like the signal wasn’t getting through.
“Alright, anon cuties. You’ve been lovely tonight, but now it’s time for that fancy dinner we promised.” That was Kay, definitely. But her voice seemed muffled, as though she were speaking through a cloth.
“And a special guest has volunteered to make the main course. She’ll be finished soon. Check her out!”
A dim light suddenly appeared somewhere to Rainstream’s left, then shifted upward. She tried to turn her head but it wouldn’t budge. Her eyes moved to follow it, but were very slow.
A chorus of oohs and ahhs from near the light source made Rainstream really strain to move her eyes, just slightly. But it moved again, or rather, kept moving, and she was treated instead to a glowing red light, very near her. Very warm just like the…
Rainstream tensed, and noticed something protruding from her mouth. A long shaft, which seemed to run all the way to her stomach and beyond. That would explain why she couldn’t move her head. She tried rubbing herself with her hoof again, but couldn’t feel anything. It was like she was simply gone.
Ooh, what is that wonderful smell? The music struck a mellow note.
The red embers (!) moved along and Rainstream’s eyes shifted back to her front, to the pole sticking out of her mouth. It was like she was mounted on a sp—
A gray hoof holding a brush came into view, smearing something all over her face. Then Kay’s face came into view. Rainstream would have drooled, but she suspected she didn’t have any left.
“You look tasty on the spit, smutfic mare. I can’t wait to share you with all these anons.”
Spit. Rainstream was roasting. On a spit. Kay’s face turned upside down, and the brush moved along her chin. Oh, to have any fluids left with which to cum. Rainstream’s eyes closed as she thought of herself, being cut up and served to all the waiting anons she’d snuck in with. Would her meat be sweet? Tangy? What were they basting her with? When had she even been spitted?
Rainstream groaned, which came out as a small puff of steam through her nostrils. The overture resolved neatly as her eyes rolled back and she tried to remember what had happened.
~ ~
She woke up on her back, with bright green eyes inches from her own. Em’s snout was buried inside her lips. Before even beginning to question what was happening, Rainstream pushed her tongue forward to meet the mare’s lips. Em bit down almost immediately. Rainstream let out a yelp, but the pressure continued. It was like a razor sharp saw blade being pressed smoothly through her tongue.
In moments Rainstream’s mouth felt like it was missing something, and filled with blood. Em’s face pulled away, clutching a small red object in her teeth. She grinned at Rainstream, letting several drops of blood drip onto her face, then chewed the small morsel.
“Just getting a snack before the main course.” She leaned down and put her lips to Rainstream’s ear, then whispered super quietly
“Dinner is you.”
Rainstream felt lips on her neck, and moaned loudly. She tried to reach a hoof toward her pussy but her hooves were bound. Kay giggled nearby.
“Oh don’t worry, silly, we’ll stuff you soon enough. Actually, Em, didn’t we want to fill her with some… stuffing?”
“Ooh, yes, can we? It will be fun both getting to top at once!” Em looked up at a spot Rainstream couldn’t see.
“Of course silly.” You ready, smutfic mare? Smutty? (can I call you smutty?) I’m going to call you Smutty. Ready or not, Smutty, here it comes!”
Rainstream felt something soft and very hot land on her nethers, then press forward. HOLY FUCK it was HU—GAH!!
Kay’s massive cock(?!) speared Rainstream cleanly, separating her walls so quickly and widely she was sure she’d tear wide open. Her mouth opened wide as she felt it enter her womb and bottom out inside her. Rainstream let out a soft whinny at being stretched so wide. 24B had been more gentle, she hoped.
“Ooh, you want some in this end too?”
Em’s massive cock landed on Rainstream’s face. She blinked, then stared at it. When had they both grown such— oh, of course. Fuck it. Rainstream stretched her mouth as wide as it would go, and stared back at Em’s balls. Big, green, hopefully virile balls. The cock on her face drew back and inserted itself cleanly, and some small part of Rainstream instantly regretted her decision.
Em slid slowly into her at first, just long enough to get past the top of her throat, then suddenly rammed full strength into her. Rainstream’s throat was stretched painfully wide as the massive hunk of helix cock rammed deep into her. Somewhere around her stomach region, a knot of flesh became pinched between the two helix cocks. Then a moment later, they both moved.
Like some sort of weird spit moving out of her in both directions, Em and Kay withdrew their monster cocks from her throat and pussy, slowly, as though drawing it out. As she felt Em slide out into her mouth, and Kay’s tip brushed against Rainstream’s G-spot, they paused, long enough for Rainstream to moan loudly. Then they both slammed forward, spearing her once again very quickly.
Em’s massive balls slapped into Rainstream’s face, filling her nose with sweet, musky, helix sweat. For a few minutes, this was Rainstream’s entire world: lashed down to a non-descript box, speared at both ends by two massive, enhanced pony cocks, pistioning in and out of her with the wettest sounds she could imagine, while their large sweaty balls slapped into her ass and face, and her air slowly began to run out and her vision began to narrow.
Then, suddenly, both of them slammed forward at once, and that strange knot of flesh became trapped once again for a moment, then both shafts began twitching, and deposited load after load of spunk into her womb and gut. Rainstream would have screamed around the cock in her throat, but she couldn’t. Instead, she came. Powerfully, squirting all over Kay like a spray nozzle. For a moment, Rainstream wished she could actually carry their foals, but then her body convulsed as the only thought in her mind became air. AIR!
The edges of her vision drew all the way in, until it was just a pinprick, centered on the big sweaty ballsack on her face.
~ ~
Finally, the protrusion in her throat retreated, and Rainstream coughed loudly, vaguely aware of a stream of spunk trailing down her face. She gasped large lungfuls of air as Em hopped off of her.
“Alright, I think she’s ready!”
“Totally. I’ll get it!”
Em leaned down to Rainstream’s ear again and licked the inside of it. Rainstream’s pussy twitched, squirting a bit of cum onto the floor.
“You see, we promised the Anons a nice dinner if they played along. A roast. And so we’re gonna roast you. On a spit!”
Em stood up and nodded into space. Something cold and hard prodded at Rainstream’s twitching pussy lips. Em’s face came back into view and pressed her lips against Rainstream’s.
“Just one last taste before you cook”
The rod in her pussy slid forward, moving easily passed her stretched walls and reaching into her womb. That’s where the problem arose. With a sharp pinch, the rod tore into her belly, right through the spot that had been squished earlier, and rippled through Rainstream’s guts. She wanted to scream, but Em’s mouth muffled any screams she might have had. Then it found her stomach and punched through, sliding right into the space where Em’s cock had been moments before, and forcing its way up her esophogas.
Rainstream wanted to vomit, and for all she knew, she was. A stream of cum started slipping out past her lips, and trailing down her face, followed by a soft gurgling, then suddenly Rainstream’s muffled scream died as something blocked her airway.
“Ooh, here it comes. Are you ready?”
NoYes!
Just as she felt she truly would vomit, Em broke the kiss and pulled Rainstream’s head back, opening her mouth wide, just in time for something hard to slide out of it. It kept sliding for a few more feet, so that Rainstream could see it, and just like that, she was meat on a spit.
Em jerked herself for a moment and blew another load onto Rainstream, coating her in spunk. A lot of it landed on her belly, but it caught her face as well. Meanwhile Kay untied her legs from the box she was on, and re-tied them to the spit. They bound her forehooves over her belly so she could still touch herself, and Rainstream got to work instantly, tears slipping from her eyes. As she rubbed a few orgasms out, Rainstream was carried to a roasting pit with lit embers, and began to rotate over it.
“Alright. Time to roast. See you in a few hours, cutie <3”
“Okay, I think the anons are done changing, let’s go do that thing with them.
Oh, yes. Definitely”
~ ~
Oh, right, she’d been fucked and spitted.
“She’s done!”
Almost in a blur, Rainstream was lifted from the fire and set on a long table. It felt very cool. The hot spit retreated back into her belly, and was quickly replaced with an apple. The apple’s juices leaked into Rainstream’s mouth, but she couldn’t taste any of it. Then she felt a dull thump behind her head, and she was lifted again, her neck felt very light, for a moment there was a cool breeze in her throat, then she felt something cool and firm press up against the bottom of her neck.
A table became level with her vision, and a large platter of cooked meat was laid in front of her, ooh, what sort of meat was it? The shape looked… almost like a pony. Whoever it was smelled delicious, and had a nice ass. Some gray ponies gathered around, and two ponies with bright colored manes began cutting up the meat. Rainstream hoped they saved a piece of that ass for her. This apple was getting old.
Piece by piece, the pony’s body disappeared from the plate, and into the bellies of the gray ponies. Rainstream didn’t get any, but after all of the ponies left, a pony with a bright green mane came and smiled at Rainstream, then picked her up and opened her maw wide. Rainstream was treated to a beautiful view down the pony’s throat, and then it got bigger, and bigger, and soon Rainstream was stuffed face first into the green-maned pony’s mouth, then everything went dark.
~ ~ ~
“Oh look, she’s drooling.”
“And she made quite a mess on the floor. Somepony’s been dreaming up some super smutty thoughts, huh?”
“Do you think she’ll write them down for us?”
“Maybe. We should give her more.”
“More smutty fanfic ideas?”
“Totally.”
“But the anons are still here.”
“Well, we could let her sit by the snack bar.”
“Yes, then she can get ready for later.”
“Great idea.”
Somewhere in the middle of their debate, Rainstream had woken up and wiped the drool from her face. Her hoof stank of playing with herself. She opened her eyes, and found Em and Kay leaning over her. Em leaned into her neck and Rainstream’s wings popped straight out in response.
“Ooh, Kay, the wings again!”
“We have to figure out how those work!”
“Definitely, but later.”
A soft click sounded and Rainstream felt tentacles wrap around her barrel. Then she was treated to a wobbling view of the cave, lit by… something… and deposited next to a table with drinks and… Rainstream grabbed the first liquid item in front of her and downed it quickly. Gosh she was thirsty. Then another followed and another.
“Alright, next anon! Step up and show us what you’ve got!” A record scrub sounded, and then some upbeat polka music filled the cavern. It seemed Em and Kay had gone back to… whatever they were doing. Rainstream gulped down a few more drinks, ate a few cupcakes, then leaned back against the cave wall and watched K— oh my.
What Rainstream saw was too sultry and seductive to describe with words, but it left the gray anon pony blushing hard enough to light the cave on his own, though Rainstream could probably give him a run for his money. Meanwhile Em rolled over another barrel and opened it up. This was hotter than her dream about being roasted on a spit. A glance down told Rainstream that her hooves had gotten to work on their own again. Oh well, why fight instinct? She carefully reached for another drink, knocking a bowl of pretzels over her head in the process.
~ ~
Several drinks and about 20 anons later, Em and Kay started labeling the barrels “Batch 2”, and honestly Rainstream couldn’t blame them. These new anons were nice and gray, but they were easily recognized by the strange markings on their faces, not like the ones from before. Watching Kay make out with anything, though, was still super hot. Rainstream could watch that mare make out all day. Or night. Hopefully with her. Round 2 began.
