Horsey Hooligan

by Some Leech

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Human, Sunset Shimmer, Twilight Sparkle, Alternate Universe, Equestria Girls, Porn, Fetish, Profanity, Shining Armor
Length: 11878

Sunset Shimmer bullies local nerd then suffers the disastrous repercussions. News at 11!

Sunset Shimmer was never the nicest girl in school. She'd bully her fellow students, was rude to teachers, and strutted around like she owned the place - still, among all her classmates, there was one who got the abuse far worse than the rest. Twilight Sparkle, resident nerd and shut-in, is the subject of most of the bully's torment - still, despite being harassed, she's not beyond doing a bit of scheming.

NOTE! All characters portrayed are at or over the age of eighteen.

Kinks Include
Pecking Order: Futa on Female, Oral, Vaginal, Rough Rutting, Shameful Squirting, a Degrading Money-Shot
A Challenger Approaches : Bestiality, Male on Futa, Anal, Very Rough Sex, Musk, Cock Worship, Hands-Free Ejaculation
Boys Will Be Boys: Futa on Male, A Random Abyssinian Cat-Boy (Don't Ask Questions), Emasculation, Oral, Anal, Cock Worship, Ball Worship, Crossdressing, Spontaneous Ejaculations, Musk, Size Difference, Threesomes, Several Creampies

Artwork by Reiduran

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Published 2020-08-07 20:40:03 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-07 20:40:03 UTC

Pecking Order

Knock Knock Knock

Twilight turned, as she heard a pounding at her door. Glancing up at the clock, noting the time, she pushed herself up from her chair. She’d been expecting her classmate, Sunset Shimmer, to come over for tutoring, although nearly an hour had passed since the agreed time.

“Just a second,” she softly stated, hearing another set of knocks at her door.

Walking to the entrance, unlocking and turning the knob, her suspicions were confirmed. Standing outside was Sunset Shimmer. Taller and markedly more muscular than she, with a long crimson mane, the girl disinterestedly played on her phone. Adorned in a pair of athletic shorts, sports top, and jogging shoes, a fair bit of her amber coat was exposed.

In comparison to herself, Sunset Shimmer was quite stunning. Small and slender, with a long, unkempt mane of sapphire and raspberry, Twilight was a touch shorter than her classmate. Her complexion was pale, from a life spent indoors, and her eyes a dark violet. It wasn’t like she had anyone to impress with her physique, considering she didn’t have any friends to hang out with.

“Afternoon, Sunset Shimmer. Please, come on-” Twilight was interrupted, as the girl impolitely pushed past her and strolled into the apartment. The aroma of something sour immediately followed, causing her nose to involuntarily scrunch.With a sigh, she closed the door behind her guest.

Twilight had never been very confrontational. Her relatively small size was far from imposing and did her personality help matters much. Bereft of any sort of real social life, she often kept to herself and struggled with persistent bouts of depression. Things could be worse, sure, but they could certainly be better.

“Man, this place really is starting to feel like home!” Sunset Shimmer noted, strolling into the living room. Flopping onto the couch, she nonchalantly rested her feet on the coffee table.

Following after her classmate, Twilight stopped. It was bad enough that Sunset was getting her furniture dirty with her shoes, but the smell was what really bothered her. If she had to guess, given her guest’s attire, she’d either just left the gym or finished a long run - either way, sweat glistened on her uncovered skin.

“So…” she began, retrieving a textbook from a nearby countertop, “busy afternoon?”

“Totally. Got done with school, hit the weights, forgot I was supposed to come over here, then jogged over from the sports club,” Sunset Shimmer chuckled, crossing one leg over the other. “I’m sure you don’t have anything better to do, but I tried to rush over.”

“Oh, t...thanks. Ummm...C...can you take your feet off the table, please?” Twilight murmured, meekly pointing to the piece of furniture. She’d only just cleaned it the day before, and she didn’t want its surface to get scratched up.

“Come on! It’s not a big deal!” Sunset Shimmer laughed, dismissively waving a hand. “It’s not like the table is worth anything. If you want me to move my foot, how about you come over here and move it for me,” she added, leaning back and resting her arms over the back of the sofa.

Twilight considered protesting, but thought better of it. Sunset Shimmer wasn’t just bigger and stronger than her, she was also quite the fighter. She’d nearly been expelled from the school twice for being involved in brawls - one of which had ended in her knocking a girl’s teeth out. The last thing she wanted was trouble, so she nodded and stepped forward.

Inching closer to her guest, she knelt beside the table. Setting the book down beside herself, she reached over and carefully undid the laces of Sunset Shimmer’s right shoe; it was resting on top of the other, so she had easy access to it. Giving it a tug, after loosening the strings, she pulled the footwear off. Immediately, the acrid stink from before permeated the room.

Her classmate’s sock, moist with perspiration, clung to her foot. As quickly as she could, hoping to finish the job, she grabbed the garment and tugged it free. To her shock, Sunset Shimmer’s skin was filthy. Dark markings marred the underside of her sole and toes, causing Twilight to recoil slightly. She was left to presume that her guest had simply thrown on the socks before having properly washed her feet.

Coughing, Twilight waved her hand in front of her face. She couldn’t say how often Sunset Shimmer showered, but it wasn’t nearly often enough; the girl tended to have a strong, unwashed smell constantly, though this was by far the worst than any other time. Before she could reach for the second shoe, a harsh laughter split the air.

“It’s not that bad, is it?” Sunset Shimmer chortled, patting her bare sole against Twilight’s cheek. Blushing, swatting the appendage away, the girl shifted her focus to the remaining shoe. “Jeez! You act like you’ve never smelt a real woman before,” Sunset Shimmer guffawed. Without waiting for a reply, she pushed herself up and stood. Looming over the dark haired girl, a wicked grin split her face. “Go on, finish up with the second one…”

Looking up at her guest’s face, Twilight’s eyes wandered lower. Positioned as they were, her face was nearly at the same level as Sunset Shimmer’s crotch. As her gaze crept down, it passed over the girl’s loins and briefly paused; something within the shorts was causing a bulge directly at her groin, but she didn’t stop to inspect it.

There’s been rumors floating around the school for months about Sunset Shimmer. Hushed whispers that she was keeping something secret from the staff and her fellow students. The few people who’d been brave or stupid enough to ask had ended up with a black eye or worse. Regardless, there was something she was hiding…

Focusing on the task at hand, feeling her anxiety starting to act up, Twilight timidly fiddled with Sunset Shimmer’s remaining shoe. For whatever reason, the knotted laces were giving her a hard time, so it took her a minute to get it undone. Unfortunately, given that her guest was standing, she couldn’t get the shoe removed.

“C...can you lift your foot?” she stammered, glancing up at the girl’s face.

“Only if you ask me supernice,” Sunset Shimmer gibed, mockingly holding her hands over her chest.

“P...pretty please?” Twilight muttered.

“Come on! You can do better than that!” Sunset Shimmer barked, causing the smaller girl to flinch. “Tell you what, if you do an extra good job, I’ll give you a reward…”

“Pretty please with sugar on top?” Twilight responded, a slightly hopeful tone in her voice. Though she had no idea what sort of ‘reward’ her classmate was talking about, the promise of a prize tickled her optimism.

“Good girl, that was very nice,” Sunset Shimmer whispered. Placing one hand on the girl’s shoulder, she steadied herself, before pressing her crotch against her fellow student’s face. Kicking her foot back, using her free hand to pry off her other shoe, she held Twilight against her package.

Caught off guard, Twilight didn’t know what to think. A humid, damp heat bore against the side of her face, as she was held to Sunset Shimmer’s body. The smell, while almost as overpowering as before, had a slightly different note to it; it didn’t smell good, just a different type of unpleasant, but it sent her mind racing. Lastly, and most troublingly, something hot twitched against her cheek.

There was definitely something lurking in Sunset Shimmer’s shorts - that much was for sure - and it wasn’t a vagina. Reaching up, pressing her hands to the larger girl’s thighs, she attempted to push away. Screwing her eyes shut, she found herself securely held in place. Mercifully, her struggle was cut short, as she was released from her guest’s grip.

Falling back, thrown off balance, she peered up at the girl. The bulge at Sunset Shimmer’s groin seemed bigger than before, though it could have been her imagination. Removing and wiping off her glasses, trying to figure out if what she had seen was due to a smudge or smear against her lenses, a laugh caught her attention. Squinting, she peered up at her visitor.

“God, I can’t believe the look on your face!” Sunset Shimmer sneered, leering down at the girl. “But, like I said, a promise is a promise. Close your eyes and get on your knees, I have something to show you.”

“O...ok,” Twilight nodded, putting her glasses back on - that was, until her classmate grabbed her wrist.

“You won’t be needing those. Now, eyes closed and don’t move a muscle,” Sunset Shimmer growled, letting the girl’s arm go.

Nodding, Twilight placed her glasses on the table. Repositioning herself, she got onto her knees and sat. Awaiting whatever reward Sunset Shimmer had for her, she closed her eyes and blinding herself to the world. Frankly, she was a bit nervous, but she still trusted her guest. She’d tried for weeks to get the girl’s grades up, so she didn’t have anything to worry about - did she?

Sunset Shimmer waved her hand in front of Twilight, ensuring the girl couldn’t see anything. Pleased with her lack of reaction, she reached for the waistband on her shorts. Slowly, silently, she slipped her trunks down, letting them fall to the floor, before pulling her top up and over her head. Now naked, she turned in place, reached back, and hovered a hand behind the smaller woman’s head.

“Alright, you can open your eyes now,” she stated, trying not to laugh.

Peeking out, Twilight was greeted by the tall form of her classmate, but something was different. For starters, the musty, unwashed smell was even stronger, maybe because Sunset Shimmer appeared to be standing a good bit closer. It almost looked like her guest had turned around and was facing away from her, but that couldn’t be right.

Squinting, trying to get her vision to adjust, she reached for her glasses. As soon as her arm moved towards the table, something violently wrenched her head forward. Caught by surprise, she found her face smashed between a pair of soft mounds. A horrifying, unmistakable scent flooded her nostrils, as she realized her face was in Sunset Shimmer’s ass.

Digging her fingers into Twilight’s hair, a sadistic grin split Sunset Shimmer’s face. Bending at the waist, leaning forward slightly, she rocked her hips backward. The smaller girl’s nose and mouth ran over her taint and pucker, coating the girl with the foul sweat of her unwashed backside. A light slap on her hip caused her smile to broaden, as her tutor fruitlessly resisted.

“What’s the matter?” she joked, arching her back and pulling Twilight deeper. “I thought you liked helping me out!”

Even though she was trapped, Twilight had to breathe. Opening her mouth, inhaling, Sunset Shimmer’s sweat was smeared over her lips. Her sense of smell was totally overwhelmed by the girl’s heady, unclean aroma. Complaining, swatting at her classmates thighs, her efforts were rewarded by callus laughter.

“Alright, alright, I’ll give you your reward now,” Sunset Shimmer grumbled, releasing her grip and walking away. Taking two large steps, she stopped, turned, and rested her hands on her hips. “Ta da…” she mockingly hummed.

Promising herself a shower, once her guest left, Twilight wiped her face on her shirt. Reward or not, she was going to need thorough cleaning after Sunset Shimmer left - that much was for certain. Breathing through her mouth, doing her best not to inhale through her nose, she snatched up her glasses. Now that her guest had moved a short distance away, she could make out even less detail.

Pressing the spectacles to her face, she looked out in confusion. Sunset Shimmer was only a few feet away from her, so she could see her perfect, but something looked off. Perky breasts, toned physique, long prismatic hair, everything appeared as it should. Peering over the girl’s body, she froze - there, resting on her groin, was a cock and balls.

Even though she’d never seen one in person, Twilight could tell it was pretty large. Thick and long, with a fat, bloated, its smooth shaft sat above a pair of weighty testes. Each nut had to be nearly as big as her fist; if she had to guess, they could probably produce a pint of cum easily. Confused, trying to wrap her head around the situation, her eyes stayed locked on the package, as her guest took a step forward.

“Yeah, I get that a lot,” Sunset Shimmer noted, reaching down to fondle herself. Grabbing the base of her semi-flaccid length, she waved it at her host. “Since you seem smitten with your reward, how about you give it a little kiss…”

“Wha…” Twilight mumbled, shaken from her stupor. Before she could ask what she’d meant, Sunset Shimmer slapped her across one cheek with the girthy dick. Askance, blushing and at a loss for words, her mind grappled with the situation. She’d never even seen a penis in person, let alone touched one.

“Hey,” Sunset Shimmer sighed, affectionately stroking the top of Twilight’s head, “it’s ok, I know you want it…” Shuffling forward, bringing her crotch nearer to the girl’s face, she crossed her arms over her chest. “I won’t tell anyone you’re a slut for this, unless…” her voice lowered, taking on an ominous tone, “you make me…”

Twilight gulped, reading between the lines. With trembling hands, she reached out and cupped one of the girl’s balls in her palm; feeling it’s heft, giving it a gentle squeeze, she wrapped the fingers of her free hand around Sunset Shimmer’s tool. Nearly as thick as her wrist, traced with veins, and nearly a foot long, it looked even bigger up close.

“It ain’t gonna bite ya, I promise,” Sunset Shimmer tutted, patting the girl’s head. “So how about you…” she trailed off, thrusting her hips forward.

Sunset Shimmer’s equipment was immediately ground against Twilight’s face. The ripe, dangling nuts rested against her chin, while her nose was forced against the root-like base of her guest’s shaft. Pressed against the nexus of the heady fragrance, held firmly in place, she was unable to escape.

Squirming in her grasp, Sunset Shimmer looked down at her fellow classmate. “What’s wrong? Not enjoying yourself?” she asked, peering down between her bosoms. Relaxing slightly, she silently awaited a response. A moment passed, then another, as she frustratedly tapped her foot on the floor. “Well?!” she shouted, her patience running short.

“I…it stinks,” Twilight hesitantly admitted, retracting her head slightly. Honestly, she didn’t know what to say, so she blurted the first thing that came to mind.

“So that’s the problem, huh?” Sunset Shimmer thoughtfully mused, rubbing her chin. “Well, since you think it needs cleaning, clean it…”

Confused, Twilight looked up to the girl’s face. “We can - Umm - take a shower, I gue-” she was cut off, as her classmate pushed the cock to her face.

“No, I don’t think a shower will cut it. If you want it clean, clean it yourself…” Sunset Shimmer growled, glaring down at her host.

“But how? What am I -” the timid girl trailed off, as the filthy appendage was smacked over her mouth.

“With your lips, you dumb bitch,” Sunset Shimmer rumbled, shaking her head. “Seriously, for someone who’s supposed to be so smart, you really are fucking stupid.”

Stinging words aside, Twilight was in no position to fight. Fearing what would happen if she disobeyed, she opened her mouth. Gently grasping the fat shaft, she swallowed hard. Closing her eyes, disgusted with herself and slightly aroused, she slipped it past her parted lips. Running her tongue along the underside, she nearly gagged.

She had no experience with oral, but there was no way a penis was supposed to taste that foul. Salty, bitter, and sour, the flavors washed over her taste buds. Maybe it was because she held the dick in her mouth, but the smell almost seemed to get worse. Wrapping her lips around it’s length, she attempted to wipe it clean.

“Not bad...Not bad at all,” Sunset Shimmer commented, enjoying the show. “You sure you’ve never sucked a cock before?”

“Nnnn-nnnn,” Twilight hummed, shaking her head slightly. Frankly, she was more than ready to be done with the task, if only so she could go brush her teeth. The entire experience was awful and demeaning, yet some part of her was compelled to continue.

“Make sure you clean around the tip, that place always gets crazy dirty, slut,” the Sunset Shimmer cruelly laughed, bucking her hips slightly.

Adjusting herself, Twilight’s tongue mopped around the swollen glans. Strong, insanely acrid sweat was mopped free, pulled into her mouth. It was too much - far too much to bear. Involuntarily pulling away, fearing she may get sick, she fell backward.

“God damn it!” Sunset Shimmer growled, looking down at her prick. “You stupid cunt, you nicked it with your tooth!” she continued, stomping forward. Clenching and unclenching her fists, utterly uncaring for the girl, she reached for her classmate.

Dragged up by her hair, Twilight yelped. Squirming, attempting to wriggle free, she got to her feet. Her vision, blurry and unfocused, cleared slightly, as she was brought to Sunset Shimmer’s face; the girl was clearly angry, baring her teeth and furrowing her brow. Her knees shook, she felt ill, and she wouldn’t be surprised if she was about to get roughed up - however, that wasn’t the case.

“Since you wanted to fucking bite it, get naked,” Sunset Shimmer shouted, scorn dripping from her words. Tossing the girl to the floor, she idly stroked herself and waited.

“W...why?” Twilight whimpered, subconsciously fiddling with the top button of her blouse.

“Because, you dumbass, I’m gonna punish you now. Hurry the fuck up and get on your hands and knees,” Sunset Shimmer commanded.

“I…” Twilight began, unbuttoning her shirt and letting it fall open.

“I what?!” Sunset Shimmer demanded, taking a step closer.

“I’m a virgin…” Twilight admitted, sweating and blushing uncontrollably.

“Shit, that’s fine. Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve broken a girl in. Now fucking strip,” Sunset Shimmer scolded, tearing the girl’s blouse away.

Unzipping the side of her skirt, Twilight mechanically undressed herself. Excitement and confusion warred for control, leaving her body to act automatically. She wasn’t opposed to having sex, having dreamt of it multiple times, but she could have never expected to get her v-card punched under such circumstances. Pulling her panties down her thighs, setting them aside, she removed her glasses.

Crawling over the carpet, on her hands and knees, she looked over her shoulder in Sunset Shimmer’s direction. Without her glasses, she couldn’t see terribly well, although she could make out her guest walking over to her. Looking away, keeping her eyes on the floor, she awaited her fate.

“Would you look at that,” Sunset Shimmer remarked. Slowly strolling by, her fingers danced over Twilight’s rump, up her back, and to her shoulder. “Just like a bitch in heat. Really, if you wanted it that bad, I would’ve let you fuck yourself on it,” she teased, slapping the bashful girl’s ass.

Without moving, Twilight heard her guest circling her, until Sunset Shimmer came to a halt at her rear. The other girl’s finger sunk into the cheeks of her tush, roughly prying them apart, before a digit glided over her sex. Gnawing her lip, she had to assume it was a tongue.

Lapping at her host’s snatch, liberally applying a bit of her saliva, Sunset Shimmer sunk to her knees. “That ought to do it,” she contentedly murmured, pulling away. Shuffling forward, between her classmates legs, she brought the tip of her member to the slickened entrance before her. As soon as she was lined up, she drove her hips forward.

A searing pain raced through Twilight, as she was penetrated. Clamping her eyes shut, clenching her jaw, she did everything she could to stave off the discomfort. Squirming, she dug her fingernails into the carpet. Deeper and deeper Sunset Shimmer plunged; while she couldn’t say how much of the girl’s dick was inside of her, she felt like she may split in half.

Having sunk nearly half of herself into Twilight, Sunset Shimmer began bucking her hips. Back and forth, in and out, she steadily grew closer to bottoming out with each passing. Grabbing her classmate’s hips, savoring the extremely tight sensation around her shaft, she continued without a care in the world.

Whimpering, with her heart fluttering in her chest, Twilight was used. Besides the physical discomfort, the sheer degradation of being fucked by her guest was sickeningly arousing. Locking her elbows, holding herself up, she felt a hand crawling around her waist. In a panic, she looked back and found her classmate beaming back at her.

Gliding to Twilight’s crotch, Sunset Shimmer’s fingers stroked the smaller girl’s clit. “You just need to relax…” she purred, pausing to massage her host’s clit. “Trust me, after this, I’ll have you begging for more.”

The added stimulation threw a chaotic element of pleasure into the situation, leaving Twilight to bite her lip. A part of her didn’t want to enjoy it; but there was no denying the traces of bliss coursing through her. She could feel her body betraying her, her snatch growing increasingly moist, and she hated herself for it.

“Yeah, there ya go,” Sunset Shimmer chuckled, as her fingers grew wet.

Humping away, having nearly hilted herself, she gave the girl a particularly harsh thrust. Burying every inch of herself into Twilight, she was rewarded by a blissful cry. Slowing, taking a second to gyrate her hips, she roughly pinched her host’s clit and continued bucking her waist.

Tormented in mind, body, and spirit, Twilight was at a loss. Even if Sunset Shimmer stopped, a line had been crossed. She’d been despoiled, claimed and dominated by her sadistic classmate. Even though she attempted to comfort herself, swearing it wasn’t as bad as getting her ass kicked, she knew it was a lie. Whining with each plunge, wondered how long the experience would last.

“The - Unf - faster I cum - Mmmmn - the faster this will be over,” Sunset Shimmer disjointedly stated, her hips impacting against the girl’s backside.

Steeling herself, Twilight pushed back to meet Sunset Shimmer’s pistoning movements. It was almost instinctive, linked to some primal yearning in her mind. Rocking her hips, attempting to help bring her guest to finish, she gritted her teeth; between the rutting and fingering, the mingling of pain and pleasure, it wasn’t easy.

Sunset Shimmer’s heavy, pendulous nuts swung with each thrust, slapping the back of Twilight’s thighs. The rhythmic sounds of flesh upon flesh, dull cries, and whimpers filled the air, adding to the depravity of the moment. While one grunted victoriously, the other could only weakly mewl.

“Fuck!” Sunset Shimmer groaned, her movements becoming faster and harder with each passing second. Pounding away like a beast possessed, she furiously rubbed the girl’s clit.

Twilight’s voice raised an octave, as the sensitive organ was viciously massaged. The telltale signs of release were upon her, causing her thighs to shake and quiver. No matter how humiliating it was, even with the discomfort of having her backside violated, her body sought release.

“Raise that ass, bitch! I’m about to cum,” Sunset Shimmer growled, thrusting with reckless abandon.

Her hips were a blur, as she draped herself over her host’s back. Resting her face on the girl’s neck, feeling herself throbbing violently, she hilted. Sheathing her entirety into Twilight, she sunk her teeth into her classmate’s neck. A geyser of cum shot through her shaft, erupting into the nerd’s depths.

The influx of heat and pressure, paired with the bite and wicked focus on her clit, caused something to break in Twilight. Crying out, screaming in a rapturous ecstasy, she came. Nectar squirted from her stuffed cunt, spattering the carpeted floor below, as her body gave out. Crashing to the floor, unsheathing herself from Sunset Shimmer’s tool, she shook uncontrollably.

“God damn, that wasn’t too shabby,” Sunset Shimmer noted. Nonchalantly standing, she wiped the sweat from her brow. “I think I’m gonna use your shower. Hope you don’t mind if I borrow some clothes too,” she flatly said, wringing the excess spunk from her dick.

Milking her shaft, collecting a small pool in her hand, Sunset Shimmer slung it onto Twilight’s face. “Christ, you’re a mess. Once I’m done, wash yourself up so we can finish this stupid lesson. I fucking swear, if I don’t pass this test because of your distraction, you’ll have hell to pay,” she snarled, storming off towards the restroom.

Filthy, sore, and covered in sweat, Twilight panted on the floor. Jizz leaked out of her tender, gaping sex; flowing from her battered snatch, seeping into the carpet, it was a testament to just how far she’d fallen. Shakily pushing herself up, wiping her blushing, she gathered up her clothes and waited for her turn to shower. The thrill and incomprehensible ecstasy left her to wonder if the events would repay themselves in the future; maybe, if she continued to help with Sunset’s studies, they would…

A Challenger Approaches

Sunset scowled down at the small, sapphire haired girl, unsure if she’d heard her classmate correctly. “Bullshit…” she growled, narrowing her eyes.

“No, r...really, I swear. I didn’t believe it either, u...until I saw it in person,” Twilight stammered. She dare not look at the young woman before her, lest she risk making the situation more tense than it already was.

“You’re going to explain this to me as clearly as possible,” Sunset hissed, squeezing the timid girl’s shoulder, “or else.”

She was and always had been the top bitch of the school. Not only was she bigger, meaner, and vastly stronger than her classmates, the boys included, but she was also the most heavily endowed. Of course, being the alpha that she was came with benefits - namely getting what she wanted when she wanted - which was precisely why the thought that someone may be better than her at something struck a nerve.

“W...well, I overheard a couple of the girls in gym class talking about this guy who lives out in the country; they went on and on about him, about how big and friendly he is. I didn’t really pay much attention to any of it, s...since I don’t really care about stuff like that, but then they mentioned his cock…” Twilight gulped, fidgeting uncomfortably. “It’s as big as my arm…”

Sunset squinted down at the girl, clenching and unclenching her fist. “And you know this because…?” she let the question hang, fully expecting an answer.

“B...Because I saw it. After I overheard the girls talking about him, I chimed in and mentioned how he couldn’t be bigger than you. They agreed to drive me out to his place, after school was out, and...Yeah, he’s even bigger than you…” Twilight sheepishly explained.

“Bull fucking shit!” Sunset barked, slamming her fist against the locker. “You better have some fucking proof or there’ll be hell to pay!”

Twilight jumped, cowering before the massive young woman. “I don’t have any proof! He’s super shy and doesn’t like getting his picture taken by anyone. We went out there, I met him, and he let me see it…”

Sunset leaned in, grabbed the young woman’s chin, and turned her face upwards. “If you did anything but look at his junk, you’ll be giving some next-level blowjobs soon enough.”

“W...why’s t...that,” Twilight sputtered, locking eyes with her senior.

“Because you won’t have to worry about teeth for very long,” Sunset darkly chuckled.

“I promise, I’d never do anything like that. I even wrote the address down and remember what his house looks like, i...in case you wanted to go talk to him,” Twilight blurted, her knees shaking slightly.

Sunset grinned, releasing the girl and shoving her away. “Good. We’ll go once classes are out for the day. Be sure to bring your camera.”

Stepping away, putting a bit of space between herself and her tormentor, Twilight nodded. “I will, don’t worry. Where do you want me to meet you this afternoon?”

“Just hang out by my car in the student lot. You can suck me off on the way there and probably again on the way back. Haven’t gotten to put someone in their place for a while and, I gotta admit, beating the shit out of someone always manages to get my blood pumping,” Sunset laughed. Without another word, she turned and trudged off to her next class.

The notion that someone could rival her in any conceivable way was laughable, but receiving the news from her fearful slam-toy made it just a touch troubling. She highly doubted Twilight would lie to her, mostly because the girl knew that any deception would be rewarded with an ass beating, so she was left to presume the information was valid. Whoever this guy was, if he was a student, she felt sure she would have heard about him already.

Her best guess was that he was either some home-schooled redneck bumpkin or he was attending classes at a different school altogether - either way, he’d need to be dealt with and fast. The last thing she needed was for her classmates, particularly the girls or twinkish guys, thirsting over some horse hung country boy. Before things got out of hand, she’d need to put this mysterious dude in his place.

She had no way of knowing whether or not this supposedly well equipped gentle giant would bend a knee to her, but it didn’t matter all that much. If he really was as large as Twilight had said, she’d probably kick his ass as a matter of principle and to assert her dominance. Hell, even if he willingly submitted to her, she may well end up having him blow her or take it up the ass; dudes typically didn’t question her, after she’d pumped a load or two down their throat.

With thoughts of how the afternoon would play out dancing through her head, the rest of the day went by in a blur. After she’d tossed her books into her locker and gathered up her keys, she stomped out of the central building and towards the parking lot. Twilight, the waif little thing, lingered obediently by the passenger side of her car.

Hopping into the driver seat, Sunset leaned over to unlock the other door of her coupe. Without needing to be asked, the girl eased herself into the vehicle and clasped her seat-belt. “Alright,” she began, turning the engine and slamming it into first gear, “where does this ass hole live?”

The trip out of town was quiet, save for Twilight’s occasional note on where to turn. To Sunset’s surprise, she ended up having to drive a fair way into the countryside. After nearly twenty minutes of cruising down rural roads, seemingly finding themselves in the middle of nowhere, a large structure came into view.

“That’s the place,” Twilight whispered, pointing to the building.

Slowing the vehicle and pulling into the gravel driveway, Sunset furrowed her brow. “He lives in a fucking barn?”

Twilight fretfully nodded. “I guess he really likes animals.”

“Good,” Sunset murmured, turning off the car and stepping out, “because I’m going to make him my bitch. Fuck, what is this prick’s name?”

“Donato,” the smaller girl responded, scampering to catch up with the imposing young woman.

Storming up to the entrance, without so much as a knock to announce herself, Sunset threw the door open and surveyed the interior. So far as she could tell, the place was an actual barn. Stalls lined either wall, though there was a staircase which led to a second floor. From her vantage, she couldn’t see any animals - even if the place absolutely reeked of hay and beasts.

“Donato, you limp-dicked ass, you here?” she shouted, seeing herself inside. “I heard you think you got a pair!”

Strolling down the central corridor of the structure, peering into the stalls she passed, she listened intently for any sort of response. Curiously, all the enclosures were vacant and the area was strangely silent. As she pressed deeper, wondering if the enigmatic young man was out, a quiet noise drew her attention; whatever it was, it was coming from the far end of the barn.

Pursing her lips, she moved with a purpose towards the sound. Approaching the back of the building, she slowed. There were only two more pens to check; one was empty, but the other held a horse. The dumb creature impassively looked up at her, while chewing a mouthful of hay. Knitting her brow, glancing at the name emblazoned against the door of its confines, she grimaced.

“That is Donato?!” Sunset hissed, glancing back at her acquaintance. “I knew you loved being my cock sock but, fucking hell, I didn’t know you were some sort of freak who was into bestiality!”

The stud was a big bastard, there was no denying that. It wasn’t like she knew much about horses or anything, but she was left to guess he was some sort of draft. Covered in chestnut fur, with a slightly lighter mane and tail, he was positively immense.

“I...I didn’t say I’d ever do anything with him. He’s just really friendly and, well, he makes it hard to ignore,” Twilight muttered, her cheeks darkening.

The fact that the girl was actually blushing did little to calm Sunset’s sour mood. Sneering, she gestured to the animal. “It’s just a fucking horse! I don’t see what’s so special about it!”

“Maybe if you go in and introduce yourself you’ll see what I mean. He’s really nice,” Twilight noted, walking over and opening the gate. As she stepped inside the enclosure, the stallion turned his head to face her. “Yes you are, you’re a friendly boy,” she giggled, tenderly stroking his cheek.

Following behind her classmate, Sunset strolled into the stall. Standing at the beast’s side, appraising him from top to bottom, a subtle movement at Donato’s groin caught her eye. The creature apparently enjoyed the affection, leaving his flaccid length to slip from its sheath. She stared in open awe, as inch after inch of mottled horse dick came into view.

It was sort of mesmerizing, watching the massive appendage seemingly appear. Easily as thick as her forearm and well over a foot long, the thing steamed in the cool air. Shaking her head, she sauntered around behind the stud. As expected, she spotted a pair of heavy, pendulous nuts hanging under his hind-legs.

Standing with her back against the wall, she leaned forward to appraise his equipment. She had no doubt that Donato’s cum factories could produce pints of jizz, giving her an idea. Since she’d been dragged out to the middle of nowhere, and because Twilight seemed so enamored with the animal, maybe she could make the best of the situation. Watching the little whore get glazed in horse nut wasn’t something she’d ever really considered, but an opportunity had presented itself.

“Hey,” Sunset called, causing the girl to look back at her, “strip naked and give me your camera. Might as well - Mmmph!?” The beast suddenly stepped back, knocking her against the wall.

The move was so abrupt that she found her face smashed against his ass, just below his wrinkled pucker. Besides the crushing weight, the smell hit her like an anvil. Rich and primal, his stink assailed her nostrils. Moving in reverse, he only stopped when her head was sandwiched between the wall and his backside.

“Get - Ugh - off of me, you ass!” she growled.

Try as she might, pushing against him with everything she had, her efforts were found lacking. He was simply too large and far too strong for her to shove away. Trying to slide out from behind the big bastard, she misstepped and lost her footing. Slipping downward, her face ground against his musky taint and between his hind legs.

Trying to get to her senses, she found the beasts plump testes resting against her nose. The smell - dear lord the smell was overpowering. In stark contrast to the anger she felt, an unwanted shiver of excitement struck her; breathing in his virile essence, her sinuses were flooded with his contemptible aroma.

With the sweaty log of stallion flesh draped over her countenance, Sunset found herself unable to move. She sat beneath the titanic creature, inhaling through her nose, as if in a stupor. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to move - her body had simply chosen to disobey her. It was only when she felt a singular ache in her crotch did some modicum of sanity return.

Retracting her face, leaving the Donato’s semi-flaccid dong to flop downward, she peered in disbelief at her groin. Somehow, at some point or another, she’d gotten an erection. The thought that she’d be aroused by such a debased thing was galling and, moreover, left her even more confused than she already was. Slowly, cautiously, she turned towards the creature and gazed at his dangling appendage.

Whether it was because of the size of the thing, its bewitchingly rank smell, its oddly alluring shape, or some combination of the three, she discovered that she was unable to look away from the stud’s tool. It was easily the biggest dick she’d ever seen and, despite hating herself for it, there was no denying how hot it was. Compelled, drunk on the smell of bestial lust and sweat, she leaned closer.

Her lips parted, her tongue crept forward, and she brought her face to the throbbing length of stallionhood. Before she realized what she’d done, she gave the stud’s glistening, unwashed cock a lick. Her taste buds were instantly coated with the bitter, salty flavor of his equipment. The flavor added yet another element to the assault on her senses, weakening her resolve and spurring her to continue.

Some part of herself was vaguely aware of what she was doing, as she lapped at the colossal dick before her. Contemptible though it was, trying and failing to keep herself from such a debased and taboo act, she kissed and caressed his shaft with her mouth. Perhaps it was because she’d never been so close to a creature with larger equipment than herself, subconsciously evoking some latent submissive urge, or maybe there was some ingrained respect for the powerful animal - regardless, she couldn’t stop herself.

The taste was as bad or worse than the odor, yet she didn’t care. Reverently, as she licked him clean, she fondled his hefty balls in one palm. As much as she abhorred what she was doing, she couldn’t bring herself to do otherwise. Hearing the faintest giggle, she finally snapped from her dream-like state.

Without moving her head, she glanced to the side. There, standing just a few feet away, stood Twilight watching her. It wasn’t the sight of the girl which caused her to panic, it was what she held in her hand. With her classmate’s camera phone trained right on her, she scrambled backwards.

Drunkenly pushing herself up, trying desperately to get to her feet, Sunset stumbled towards the slender girl. Twilight scrambled backwards, just out of reach, as she blindly grasped for her. Rushing forwards, intent to catch the little twat for recording her, the stall door was slammed in her face. Thrusting an arm out and over the chest-high wooden partition, she grit her teeth.

“I’m going to fucking kill you, you dumb cunt!” she raged, fumbling for the latch.

Blinded by anger, she failed to hear a deep snort from behind her. Something jerked her backwards, away from the gate, until she grabbed the door to steady herself. The sound of ripping fabric rang clear, as the cool air graced her backside. Whipping her head around, seeing Donato flip a sizable patch of her pants away, her eyes went wide.

The damn horse had ripped her trousers away, leaving her bare ass and upper thighs wholly exposed, but he wasn’t done yet. Throwing his head back, he neighed triumphantly and cantered towards her. Rearing onto his hind legs, practically leaping over her, he slammed his hooves down against the door to either side of her head.

Breathing heavily against her, with his chest hovering inches above her back, the stallion bucked his hips. The hot, blunted tip of his cock ground between her sculpted buns, leaving her paralyzed. Thrusting a second time, before she could react, his tool glanced off her left ass cheek. She desperately fiddled with the lock, realizing what he was doing, but it was too late. His third attempt landed true.

Even with all her size and strength, there was no stopping the monstrous beast. Her pucker yielded, like a piece of cardboard in a monsoon, as Donato drove nearly half of his shaft into her taut rear. She gasped, too startled to cry out, and her eyes flew open in surprise. In the blink of an eye, feeling her warmth around him, he shuffled forward and sank yet more of his length into her.

The sensation of being penetrated by something so big was insane. To say it was uncomfortable would be a gross understatement, though she may have been in shock from the immense intrusion. Impaled by god only knew how much horse meat, there was no escape. Digging her nails into the gate, she clenched her jaw and screwed her eyes shut.

Without preamble, Donato started wildly fucking her like a mare in heat. Every thrust drove her body forward, ramming her into the door. Though her legs threatened to buckle, there was simply nowhere to go. Even if she had lost her grip or footing, she’d still have what felt like a foot of searing stud dick fixing her in place.

“Bet you love that, don’t you,” Twilight snickered, causing her to crack an eye open.

The stupid little whore was just out of reach, holding her phone up to tape the action. Wincing with every one of the stallion’s thrusts, she silently prayed the experience would be done soon. Her erection ground against the inside of her pants, smearing the fabric with her pre-cum, as she was shamelessly used by the creature.

She didn’t want to enjoy herself, but her body had other plans. Against the full carnal might of a horse, there wasn’t anything she could do. Her prostate was crushed with each plunge, her hole clung tightly to his pistoning shaft, and her innards were rearranged by the farm animal. As intense and unpleasant as it was, a pleasurable sensation steadily welled up within her.

Even if she’d had something to say, Sunset doubted she’d be able to speak; all she could manage was a rhythmic series of grunts which matched his bucking hips. Donato nickered and huffed above her, relentlessly sating himself with her warm and snug confines. As impossible as it sounded, it almost felt like he was getting bigger and bigger with every passing second. Apparently Twilight knew something she didn’t, because the girl soon laughed aloud.

“Fill her up!” the young woman guffawed.

As Sunset looked out, hoping the small bitch was within grabbing distance, the stallion whinnied. Slamming his hips forward, burying every inch of his impossibly large cock into her ass, her rump impacted his waist and his nuts slapped against her thighs. A scalding heat surged into her, filling her depths, as he came with all the force of a tsunami.

Throbbing madly, stretching her abused hole, the stud blew his load deep into her backside. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, as pints of seed flooded her bowels. The pressure, the sticky warmth, and his pulsating medial ring against her p-spot were all too much to bear. Before she even knew what was happening, she was brought to an earth shattering climax.

As ingloriously and abruptly as he’d begun, Donato pushed himself away and dragged his softening stallionhood from Sunset’s battered and broken rear. With an all but audible Pop, the flared head of his tool sprang from her entrance. Though she couldn’t see it, she felt his spunk erupt from her gaped hole.

No sooner had the beast stepped away, content to help himself with more hay, than Sunset collapsed. Crumpling to the floor, like a rag-doll, it was all she could do to heave air into her lungs. Every part of her hurt, in some way or another, but her ass was by far the worst part. Grasping at nothing, oozing the creature’s seed, she wasn’t sure if it would ever fully recover.

Wearily, semi-conscious, she noticed the gate open. Unable to move, save for her eyes, she watched her classmate enter and squat down before her. The impertinent bitch was smiling at her, while staying more than an arm’s length away, and showing her the recording.

“Pretty hot, isn’t it?” Twilight asked, turning the phone to appraise her work.

“I...I’m - Cough - going to murder you,” Sunset croaked, attempting to push herself up.

“I should probably take your keys and steal your car then,” the girl whispered, rubbing her chin in mock thought. “But seriously, don’t get too worked up. I won’t show anyone the video or ever speak about this. I just wanted you to know what it felt like to be used by someone bigger and stronger than you…”

While part of Sunset was relieved with the admission, there would still be hell to pay - sure, it would probably take her a while to recover, but that just meant she’d have plenty of time to cook up some sweet, sweet vengeance. As the young woman helped her up, presumably leading to somewhere she could get rinsed off, she kept quiet. Soon enough, literally or figuratively, Twilight’s ass would be hers.

Boys Will Be Boys

Jogging down the sidewalk, maintaining a relatively fast pace, Sunset entered the final leg of her morning run. The cool air, along with the clouds gently wafting overhead, almost felt like it had been made just for her. She didn’t have to worry about school, since classes had just dismissed for the summer, but that was only part of why she was in such good spirits.

Her family had gone on holiday for the week, leaving the night before and giving her free reign over the house. She wouldn’t have to put up with her siblings or her parents for nine full days, so she had every intention of using and abusing all her newfound freedom. There’d be no need to wear a bra or underwear, she could eat whatever she wanted, and she was free to have company over without being questioned - in fact, she should have two guests awaiting her return.

Slowing to a brisk walk, staving off the temptation to wipe her sweat streaked brow, she trotted the final block up to her home. Reaching into the pocket of her shorts, she retrieved her key and let herself inside. As the door swung open, she paused - not just to relish the sound of silence, but to listen for either of her expected visitors.

“Alright,” Sunset loudly announced, stepping into the foyer and knocking the dirt off her sneakers, “where are my bitches?”

The pitter-patter of bare feet on hardwood was all the warning she got, before a svelte, nude figure appeared on the second floor landing. Covered in tanned skin, with a silvery-grey head of hair, the creature could almost be mistaken for a human - almost. Bearing a pair of cat-like ears and eyes, as well as a tail, she honestly wasn’t sure exactly what he was or where he came from.

She’d named him Kitten, because of his feline traits and mannerisms, and he was a mystery. He was probably in his late teens or possibly early twenties, if his looks were any indication, though she had no way to know for certain. What little english he could speak was horribly fractured, he didn’t seem to grasp social etiquette, and he scampered around naked rather often - still, for all his shortcomings and headaches, he wasn’t without certain charms. He was, without a doubt, positively smitten with her.

Bearing a feminine physique, with a deliciously flat chest, ample hips, and gracious backside, Kitten was extraordinarily easy on the eyes, yet those were only part of his appeal. He literally worshiped her, lavishing her with affection of every sort and shamelessly serviced her with his mouth and ass. Despite being male, she’d never caught him so much as touching his equipment - preferring instead to have her deep-dick the cum out of his little coin purse.

Be damned if she knew what he was, where he came from, or what he had been doing alone in the forest, but he’d stuck to her like glue ever since she found him. Though she had been a bit reluctant about adopting a sapient cat-boy, her reservations were quickly discarded. Having a sissy who was more than happy to bend over and be bred was way, way better than owning a pocket pussy - pun intended.

Sunset smiled, as he gazed down upon her. Kitten was one of the very few people - if he could be called a person - who she had a soft spot for. Gripping the banister, without taking his amethyst hued eyes off her, he leapt over the handrail and fell to the first floor. There was no denying his reflexes, even if they’d often take her by surprise, as he effortlessly rolled forward and sprinted over to her.

“Don’t - Oof!” Sunset grunted, as he flung himself against her. Purring contentedly, strongly rubbing his face against her chest and upper abdomen, his tail languidly swished behind him. “Don’t scare me like that,” she grunted, hoping one of his little stunts wouldn’t result in him having to be carried to the hospital...or vet...or wherever the hell you’re supposed to bring an injured cat-boy.

Kitten’s eyes closed, his nose turned up, and he sniffed the air. Running his cheek between her bosoms, over her stomach, and towards her groin, his ear flicked. Like a striking serpent, having discovered the source of the aroma he’d detected, he bit the waistband of her trunks and pulled at the garment - that was, until the young woman lightly smacked the top of his head.

“No, bad Kitten! What did I tell you?” Sunset softly admonished.

With his ears pressed to his head, looking like a stricken animal, Kitten peeked up at her. “M...must ask,” he sullenly murmured, his soft, effeminate voice barely audible.

“And?” Sunset pressed, sternly placing her hands on her hips.

“And...and...do as told,” he continued, suddenly snapping to attention, “Mizstress.”

The mention of Sunset’s self-imposed title broke her serious demeanor, leaving her to grin and shake her head. She’d been training him for weeks on end and, even though it was slow going, she’d made several major strides. He obediently whiled away his days in the attic, to avoid being discovered by her family, and his dick sucking had improved dramatically. Speaking of dick sucking…

“Where’s Shining Armor?” she asked, suddenly reminded that her second guess was strangely absent.

“Oh oh!” Kitten exclaimed, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the stairs. “Kitten has a gift for Miztress. Worked very hard, yes-yes.”

There’d be no way in hell he could actually pull her around, considering she stood a head and shoulders above him and possessed easily double his muscle mass, but his excitement piqued her curiosity. As long as he hadn’t brought her another dead rat, she wouldn’t be too upset. Strolling along behind him, following him up to the second floor, she couldn’t help but wonder what this gift was.

Plodding upstairs, with Kitten ineffectually hauling her along, she moved towards her room. She still couldn’t hear any sign of Shining, despite having ordered him to be there; having him absent would definitely disrupt her plans and sour her mood. She’d had every intention of having two of her favorite playthings present, so the lack of one would lead to some rather severe punishment.

As the pair approached the open doorway of her chamber, the lad released her and scampered inside and out of view. Stepping forward, turning to see what had him so damn excited, Sunset’s eyes went wide. It wasn’t the fact that she’d stumbled upon Shining in her bedroom, nor the fact that she was treated to a sublime view of Kitten’s succulent backside - no, it was the scene as a whole.

Shining rested on her mattress, with his head hanging over the end facing the door. Lying on his back, with his arms and legs affixed to the bedposts, he was bound with what appeared to be duct tape, but the presentation wasn’t done there. A makeshift gag had been fashioned from a dirty sock, only allowing muffled protests from the boy. Lastly, and most amusingly, he was adorned in nothing but a bra and pair of panties.

“Are those my sister’s?” Sunset asked, glancing over to the boy’s discarded garments. His clothes had been tossed against the wall, beside her closet, as if they’d been hastily tossed aside.

Kitten nodded eagerly, coming to rest beside the trapped young man. “Yes-yes, Kitten borrowed them to make Miztress happy,” he explained. “Kitten did good?” he inquired, innocently cocking his head to the side.

“Very good,” Sunset chuckled, sauntering over to pat her pet’s head. Leaning over, affixing her bound sissy with a piercing stare, she plucked the sock from out of his mouth.

“Thank god, this crazy bastard tied me up and kept trying to sit on my face!” Shining loudly protested, spitting dirt and lint out of his mouth.

“You should be honored,” Sunset laughed, scratching Kitten’s chin, “that’s how he marks you, but I know it’s not the bouquet that you want…” Running one hand down her side, to the massive bulge in her shorts, she openly fondled herself.

Shining was a weak willed pushover who was rather frail and timid, yet those were only two of the reasons he’d gained her interest. Bullying him physically was ludicrously easy, to the point where he’d flinch if she so much as glowered in his direction. Were it not for one small detail about him, she wouldn’t bother giving him the time of day.

His olfactory sense was unparalleled, to the point where her divine musk alone was enough to drive him to orgasm; she’d only discovered the rather taboo information after bumping into him after gym class one day. Literally running into him, as she’d rounded a corner, their collision had left a pair of her used panties on his face. He’d immediately collapsed, moaning in bliss, as his feeble seed coated the interior of his pants; from that moment onward, she decided to make him her plaything.

Sunset still put Shining through his normal paces, having him do her homework and cheating off him on tests, but she took a particular joy from tormenting him. It wasn’t uncommon for her to hastily rub her twin cum-tanks, before passing him between classes, only to firmly jam her scent coated hand to his face. Exploiting his weakness was so much fun that it had ultimately escalated to other forms of depravity.

She’d had him suck her off a few times and even fucked him on occasion, but toying with him never failed to entertain her. She couldn’t tell when or how Kitten had picked up on her love of lewdly mistreating her classmate, although she was very pleased with finding Shining in such a vulnerable state. Snapping her fingers, she peered at her domesticated boy.

“Pants,” she intoned, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kitten’s pupils shrank to slits, as his eyes locked onto her crotch. Clambering off the bed, practically leaping over Shining’s frame, he hurried over to his master. Sinking to his knees, at her side, he reached up and pulled the form-fitting gym shorts down her legs. As the article passed over her waist, revealing her creamy colored skin, her loins were slowly laid bare.

Though she’d never taken the exact dimensions of her tool, she knew it was bigger than any she’d ever seen. She kept her package neatly tucked into her undergarments or shorts, throughout the school day, because the damn thing would hang almost to her knee if left unrestrained. Released from its prison, flopping into the open, her unit was nearly as long as her arm and easily thicker than her wrist.

Her cock hung freely before her ripe, pendulous nuts, steadily growing bigger with every passing moment. Vastly larger than the average, in length and girth, she’d always been rather proud of her equipment. It wasn’t like she kept it a secret either, oftentimes bullying guys who weren’t as heavily endowed as her or taunting girls who she knew couldn’t handle someone of her size.

The cool air against her nethers caused a shiver to run up Sunset’s spine, sending yet more blood to her hardening length. Grinning smugly down at Shining, her lack of attention quickly caught up with her. The soft, pillowy lips of the cat-boy affectionately kissed and praised her weighty nuts, as he breathed in her scent.

“No, not right now,” she grumbled, gently kicking her leg and shoving him away. Looking down at him, seeing his wounded expression, she felt a pang of guilt. “Be a good boy and wait your turn. If you do that, I’ll give you a reward later.”

“Y...yes, Miztress!” Kitten beamed, rushing back onto the bed and between the captive’s legs.

“Good boy. Now, as for you…” she trailed off, shifting her focus to the bound lad.

Stepping forward, straddling Shining’s head, Sunset nonchalantly pulled the sports top up and over her head. Now nude, with beads of perspiration running down her body, she gazed down at Shining. She stifled a snicker, if only just; although he could have looked at her tits, ass, or wicked grin, his sole focus was on the equipment dangling above his face.

“You want it that bad, huh?” she sighed and bent forward.

Propping her elbows on the bed, to either side of the boy’s torso, she languidly lowered her waist. She watched him getting harder and harder by the second, until his dick was practically throbbing with excitement. Kitten, being the relatively well trained sissy that he was, sat patiently and watched the scene unfold.

As her balls bumped against Shining’s face, she started rocking her hips forward and back. Like a meaty pendulum, her sweaty nuts glided over the boy’s face. Marking him with her musk, hearing his barely restrained whimpers, she reached forward to pinch and twist his nipples. As she teased the sensitive buds of flesh, she noticed the first beads of pre-cum oozing from his prick.

“Let’s play a game. If you don’t cum for a minute, I won’t fuck your face,” she remarked, continually grinding her package against him. “How’s that…” she fell suddenly silent, watching his little member spontaneously blow his load all over his abdomen. “You really are fucking pathetic,” she grumbled, pushing herself up and standing to her full height.

Shining panted beneath her, his puny dick twitching and dribbling spunk, as he fought to recover. Kitten seemed amused enough, even though he was practically drooling at the sight of warm seed; since he’d been a good pet, Sunset saw no harm in giving him a small appetizer. She snapped her fingers again, pointing towards the spent baby-batter. “Go ahead and clean him up!”

Without so much as saying a word, Kitten leapt into action. Scrambling around on the bed, he positioned himself over Shining’s body. Situated on all fours, with his rump over the slightly larger boy’s torso, he leaned forward to mop the inferior jizz from their captive. Smiling to herself, taking a small step back, Sunset reached down and gently slapped Shining’s cheek.

“Since you lost so quickly, we’re going to play a new game. I’m going to fuck your face and you’re not going to cum. If you win, I won’t rut your ass later. If you lose - well - I think you can guess what will happen,” she snickered, stroking herself and appreciating the shocked look on his face.

Nodding and lifting his head, bringing it to the base of her shaft, Shining acquiesced. He always managed to get off to her treatment, even if he hadn’t had much choice in the matter, so she figured he enjoyed it enough. Peeking up at her, with a single emerald eye, he quietly licked her equipment. Adjusting her stance, she brought the rounded tip of her length to his mouth. Like the obedient bitch that he was, his lips parted.

Wholly lacking any subtlety, once she ensured her positioning was right, Sunset rammed the first third of her length into his maw. His arms and legs tensed, but his bindings held him in place. He was a piece of meat to make use of and it wasn’t like some part of him wasn’t turned on by it. As she heard him take a deep breath, she looked down at the tanned, sumptuous ass in front of her.

“Kitten, do you want to have some fun?” she asked, lifting her hand and licking two fingers. Without looking back, he expectantly swayed his tush from side to side. Mercilessly jamming her shaft into Shining’s throat, hearing him sputter and gag around her tool, she plunged her slickened digits into the cat-boy’s pucker.

Her pet groaned, arching his back and pining for more. Fingers weren’t going to do much, given that he could handle her dick without too much trouble, yet he definitely sounded like he was enjoying it. Loosening his ass and massaging his prostate, she continued thrusting into Shining’s face. Bit by bit, she plunged deeper into his spasming esophagus.

“Just - Mmmph - tell me if he busts,” Sunset grunted, slipping a third finger into the cat-boy’s behind. Without being able to see Shining’s groin, she’d be left to rely on her faithful pet.

“Yes!” Kitten mewled, pressing his chest to Shining’s abdomen.

While she didn’t have the clearest view of what he was doing, Sunset was pretty sure he was helping himself to Shining’s pitiable prick. She’d be annoyed that the little cock-hungry whore was giving somebody other than herself any attention, under normal circumstances, yet she wasn’t terribly bothered. If anything, knowing that her trapped toy was being played with in such a way got her even more worked up.

Withdrawing her digits from Kitten’s backside, she watched his well trained hole wink and grasp at nothingness. She was all for having fun with him, but she couldn’t help herself from being just a little rough. Spitting on her hand, working the saliva over her fingers, she made a fist and aligned it with his hole.

Shuffling forward, driving more of her length into Shining’s gullet, she brought her knuckles to Kitten’s entrance. “Gentle or hard…?”

“H...hard!” Kitten stammered, turning his head and peering back at her.

“Atta girl,” she muttered, forcing her clenched hand into his behind.

Kitten howled, doubtlessly drizzling pre-cum over Shining’s chest and neck as he was fisted. Working her arm into him, only stopping just after her wrist, she began pistoning her limb. It was a bit of a juggling act, fist-fucking one boy while swabbing the throat of another, yet she managed it relatively well. As her nuts swung forward, slapping against the bound sissy’s face, she moved with increasing force.

Having others submit to her was one thing, but utterly dominating them was what she lived for. Forcibly using someone, especially in a lust-driven way, always helped to cement her control and superiority over them. They could enjoy it, of course, although her sadism constantly tempted her to tinge the pleasure they derived with a touch of pain.

Filly hilting, smearing her balls over Shining’s eyes and forehead, she waggled her hips. “I bet you love this, you fucking slut,” she growled.

A muffled choking was all he could muster, compelling her to temporarily withdraw. She wasn’t trying to kill him, so she hauled her turgid length from his airway. Rocking her hips back, allowing him to take a breath, she screwed his mouth. He coughed and sputtered around her tool, coating her low-hanging testes in pre-cum and saliva.

“Breath it in, whore,” she whispered. “Breath it in and-”

“Ah!” Kitten bleated, hastily withdrawing his head.

Looking up, spotting the gooey remnants of Shining’s failure spackling her pet’s face, Sunset smirked. “Looks like you lost,” she tutted, stepping back and pulling her mighty cock from his face. “Guess I’m gonna have to-”

“No, please!” the cat-boy interrupted, throwing his ass into reverse. Glancing back at her, noting her surprise shifting to anger, he gulped. “P...please, Kitten did good. Please mate your Kitten…”

Wrenching her arm free, leaving his ass gaping, Sunset was graced with an idea. “Shining,” she snarled, causing him to wearily look up at her. “Suck off Kitten while I fuck him,” she coldly instructed.

He’d never fellated a guy before, so far as she knew, so the degradation he’d suffer would certainly be worth the compromise. Since she had a full week with them, she could and most assuredly would make use of his behind later - for the time being, she’d been inspired to do otherwise. Leveling her tool at Kitten’s upturned rump, she slammed herself into him.

Her pet cried out whorishly, pushing himself back to hilt her. Without any warmup whatsoever, she started plowing him like the she-stud she was. Peering downward, watching his abused hole clinging desperately to her pistoning shaft, she viciously slapped his bottom.

“Well,” she spat, wildly bucking her hips, “aren’t you going to thank me?!”

“T...thank - Myaaaa - thank you, Mizstress!” Kitten yowled, throwing his head back.

“Damn right,” Sunset laughed. Feeling her balls slapping against Shining’s head, she was reminded of the other participant. “And you better have a mouth full of dick right now, or else Kitten and I are going to double-team you later!”

As soon as she’d finished speaking, the faint sound of slurping could be heard from below. Content with his subservience, she focused on the task at hand. Fiercely grasping Kitten’s slender waist, she ruthlessly fucked the boy. She couldn’t help but smile, as her senses were accosted by the wanton depravity.

It didn’t matter if she was balls deep in a male or female, so long as she was balls deep in someone who knew their place. Frankly, she’d found herself growing increasingly fond of screwing guys - not because it felt any better than drilling a pussy, but because of the added degeneracy of it. Plowing a girl was easy and to be expected, but fucking the cum out of a guy really got her blood pumping.

“Tighten up, Bitch!” she chided, spanking her pet’s behind.

Wheezing, burying his face in Shining’s crotch, Kitten did as he was asked. Angling her thrusts downward, increasing the pressure on his tender p-spot, she watched him shiver. He probably wouldn’t last all that long, between having his ass pounded and being sucked off, although she had a plan; nothing prolonged the inevitable like a touch of discomfort.

Continually slapping his rump, causing him to squeak with each strike, she watched his tush jiggle. Hot, silken, and astoundingly snug, his inner walls conformed to her girthy length. He’d taken to her rough treatment since day one and, frankly speaking, she wouldn’t be surprised if he was a bit of a masochist. Amusingly enough, his enthusiasm had only grown over time. With as well trained as his backdoor was, it was painfully obvious that he loved being dominated.

Grunting, moving faster and harder as the minutes slipped by, Sunset grit her teeth. “Lift your ass, I’m about to cum.”

Arching his back and pushing himself up, Kitten immediately complied. “Breed Kitten!” he yowled, as the hair on his tail stood on end.

Whether or not Kitten actually thought Sunset could knock him up didn’t matter, although his plea pushed her over the edge. Grabbing his tail and pulling it tightly, she hilted. Her balls snuggled up to her groin, disgorging her fertile seed up and through her wildly throbbing shaft. Able to produce an absolutely prolific amount of cum, her nuts unleashed a flood into her pet.

Kitten tensed, shivering from head to toe, as her insanely virile load erupted within him. Judging from the coughing and sounds of protest from beneath her, Shining had just gotten a mouthful of feline spunk. While it may have been the first time the sissy had helped her get the cat-boy off, it definitely wouldn’t be the last. Fitfully bucking her waist, making sure to pump every drop of her essence into her mate, she contentedly exhaled.

“Hell if I know where you came from, but you make a damn fine cum-dump,” she chortled, taking a step back and withdrawing her length. Just as her cock popped free, she gave Kitten a particularly forceful slap. “Clench up, I don’t want you to waste it!”

Doing what he could to clamp his battered hole shut, a weak trail of jizz glided down Kitten’s inner thigh. She should probably invest in a plug for him, if only so he could saunter around with a gut full of cum for afternoons at a time. Shakily turning to face her, on unsteady arms and legs, he brought his face to her dangling, spunk slickened dick.

“Bitch came two more times,” Kitten croaked, drawing his tongue up her length.

“Did he now?” Sunset inquired, craning her head to look down at Shining. “Well then, since you’re such a good girl for tattling on him, I’ll let you fuck him later.”

“Yes, Miztress,” Kitten humbly whispered, before suckling upon the head of her dick.

Oh yeah, this week was going to be great. To slam-pieces at her beck and call, the house to herself, and nobody was going to interrupt her - at least, that’s what she thought. Standing there, having her equipment licked clean by her faithful pet, a soft whimper from the closet caught her attention. Shoving Kitten away, storming over to the shuddered door, her brow furrowed.

“Who in the fuck is…” she fell silent, throwing open the door and spying down upon who had been peeping on them.

Sitting in the cramped space, with her legs parted slightly, was none other than Twilight. She wasn’t upset with the discovery, although she was a bit surprised. No, if anything, she was actually pleased with the newcomer’s presence. While she had every intention of finding out who let the girl in and allowed her to hide in the closet, that could wait - for the time being, she was just happy to have a third set of holes to service her insatiable lust.