Sunset At World's End

Burying himself in the velvet confines of Nightmare Moon, she tensed below Spike, clamping her holes around him in acceptance. She wheezed with him, their chests rising and falling in unison, her limbs wrapping around the hulking drake that mounted her. He hesitated to move for a moment, their gazes locked as she acclimated to his penetration.

Around them various portions of the outside world were haphazardly slapped together; Salem, the forests that Discord who watched the proceedings called home, the palace his body currently slept in, the dusty city of Gunsmoke, and a number of other places he wasn't familiar with that he assumed were drawn from Luna's memories.

He reminded himself none of them were real, including the inhabitants based on those they knew. An airship slowly sailed by the moon, Calaeno at the wheel while the pirates aboard, which included familiar faces like Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust, engaged in a drunken orgy, singing and dancing and firing their flintlocks into the starry sky.

Similar celebrations went on elsewhere, the cult under Discord dancing naked around a wild fire, their leader seated on his wicker throne, grinning and clasping Fluttershy and Tree Hugger to him, who bounced atop the four cocks he'd manifested, each one a comically large portion of a different animal's anatomy; a horse, a dog,a cat, and a dragon like his own.

“I-I've always wanted to try all kinds of things,” admitted Shy who blushed bright between heated yelps.

“Even a little pain feels good after a while babe,” added Hugs, the pair long used to his whimsical experimentation, knowing he desired constant novelty and were happy to sate his whims. She played with Shy's pendulous tits, shooting her a crooked grin.

Spike realized unlike most of those summoned here those two were the real deal. A little extra to help Discord with the show he and Nightmare Moon put on. He watched multiple arms of all sorts rise from Discord, grope his lovers all over, spank and knead their supple, bouncy flesh, as he knotted and skewered them to the hilt, their nectar leaking down his lengths.

Gradually he started to pump the lunar Queen, who wrestled with him, determined to seize control. Again-and-again they switched positions, and she rolled atop him, pressed her palms to his scaly chest and fucked him back.

From the corner of his eye he watched Sunset Shimmer sandwiched between the devilish and angelic versions of herself, their bare skin pressed to hers, kissing and caressing her. She writhed and moaned, burning all over.

Elsewhere Cherry Jubilee and her merry band of prostitutes put on a choreographed strip tease. She winked at him, she and her girls wiggling down their panties in unison and tossing them his way. Dozens landed on his face, each thick with their musk, a wet spot soaked into the crotches of the cotton. Pinkie and Marble giggled, Limestone's laugh more scratchy.

A tub in the dusty streets was filled by Applejack and Apple Bloom, who bathed their freckled skin. Splashes sounded, the overfilled basin running over, chatting while they laughed and helped each other bathe.

The last piece fell into place when he spotted the Badlands, where Torch watched over the volcanic lands from on high. “Look what your dear lovers have gotten up to while you're away,” said Discord and Spike followed his gaze to a pit of molten lava that bubbled and hissed. Gathered around it were spectators, mostly dragons, but he spotted Sweetie Belle who stood naked in the crowd. She and Smolder cheered on different combatants locked in battle at the center.

Somehow Rarity was able to survive the sheer heat, despite only being half-dragon now, wrestling with Ember, using their tails to aid their attack. Liquids ran down their curves, both determined to prove themselves worthy to be his alpha female.

“Don't worry,” said Discord who chuckled and landed another smack on the wobbly rumps of his lovers who whined and clamped harder onto him. “They worked it out in the end! Now, which of you can entertain me more?”

“Me,” assured Nightmare Moon who continued to bounce atop Spike. “He's but another dragon! Compared to him, my potential is limitless! Submit to me, Spike, and I offer you your wildest dreams! Think you're content with the harem you have now? Your kind always craves more, and by my side every female in the world will eventually submit to you!”

Giving him a taste of what she offered, with a wave of her hand she manipulated the dream world, and every woman here immediately swelled up heavily with his eggs, not even Sunset, Fluttershy, Tree Hugger, or Nightmare Moon herself spared. She rubbed her bloated tummy with both hands and giggled. “Imagined so many women you can't count them, carrying on your legacy...” She licked her lips, felt his cocks twitch inside her, unable to deny the thrill of the idea.

He shook his head still padded under a collection of wet panties, ashamed of himself. She guided his claw to one of her swelled tits, squeezed and milked it, milky sprays that were impossibly sweet hitting his snout and landing in his mouth.

No! I don't want to claim anyone by force! Not even if it means I'll become bigger and stronger than Torch ever was! No, I'll win as many of them as I can the right way, prove that I'm worthy to be with them, no matter what I have to sacrifice!

Pushing her onto all fours, he seized control again, pulling her starry mane and picking up his pace with a grunt. She whined beneath him, tits swinging as he clawed at them and her buttocks, his eyes turning white, teeth bared, groaning and thrusting in a bestial manner to dominate her. Milk sloshed in her tits, her mouth open wide amidst submissive howls of pleasure.

He reminded herself she needed to be tamed by his cocks, too. That the evil must be fucked out of her!

Milk beaded the erect nipples of his would-be lovers and those who'd already chosen him. He sunk a claw into Nightmare Moon's mouth, and she suckled on it, the slap of flesh-on-flesh loud each time he pounded her wobbly buttocks.

“D-don't stop,” pleaded the once proud Queen, who writhed under the powerful drake.

Spike enlarged a little, further bolstered by his growing confidence, but still aware enough to remind himself he couldn't allow power to go to his head. Those around them were spurred on by his display, caught up in their own orgies and frantic masturbation, a mad world of hedonism, exactly what Discord had always desired only to be kept in check by his lovers.

Satisfied by the show, Discord clicked his fingers to end it with a bang. Everyone present came at once, Discord included, cocks pumping out ropes of thick cum that filled and covered lovers, volcanic squirts erupting in a harmony of desperate moans.

Some pussy nectar splashed on Spike from afar, not to mention Nightmare Moon's own that soaked his groin, continuing to milk his shafts with her holes as he wheezed and flooded her chambers, almost to the point it was painful as the trickster refused to let any of them go until he was satisfied. Discord growled, grasped the buttocks of the mewling Shy and Hugs, stuffed their wombs and bowels full with his own seed, until he collapsed back and they draped their sweaty forms on his chest.

“Wow,” muttered Sunset who slumped in a sweaty mess between her counterparts.

“You win,” said Discord who planted wet smacks on the lips of his lovers and continued to play with tits and buttocks that filled his numerous hands and paws. “Worry not, I'll make certain Cadance is able to help the sisters contain the evil this time!”

“Thanks,” replied Spike who cradled Nightmare Moon to him, unconscious as she started to revert back to Luna. “But why?”

“You mean, why help you? Because it amused me. Because you helped Fluttershy and Tree Hugger deal with such an intense libido even I struggle to keep up with them, the horny little nymphs!” He landed another smack on their rumps that made them pleasantly whimper. “Plus, think of it as another test, to prove whether you're worthy to become the next Dragon Lord.”

Spike thought it over and nodded.

No doubt he wants Torch removed from power and hopes to make me an ally. Well, why not? Fluttershy and Tree Hugger seem like they're able to keep his worst impulses in check...most of the time. And he's often helped me out.

Wherever he turned everyone slumped about, thoroughly fucked into exhaustion, faces twisted in subdued bliss. He smiled at them, particularly focus paid to Rarity, ready to return home soon with Sunset Shimmer in tow.