Singing on Sunshine

In Ponyville, the peace-loving village that had been the site of many historical events; from Nightmare Moon's return to the battle against Tirek to the rise of the Princess of Friendship and her famous School of Friendship. Ponyville had seen it all, been through it all, embraced, and withstood everything several calamitous years had thrown at it and rose stronger than ever.

The perfect example of such strength was present in the form of the School of Friendship. A multispecies center of academic learning in the fields of Friendship. Some would say it was a trivial matter, something unworthy of praise, but when the literal Magic of Friendship was the one responsible for nuking one's enemies with weaponized rainbows, well, no one was arguing against it.

Probably the most important thing the school was creating, probably as a side effect and not at all planned ahead of time by one of the most intelligent and brilliant creatures in Equestria, was that the species barrier was being understood, studied, and broken down. Such was the case with six students in particular, renowned for their diversity, friendship, and saving Equestria from a demise none dared to fathom engineered by the ruthless Cozy Glow.

Four of the aforementioned students were standing in front of their headmare, Starlight Glimmer, alongside the rest of their classmates. They were lined up and divided into groups while Councilor Trixie and Vice-Headstallion Sunburst were busy making sure everyone was accounted for.

“Can you believe we’re actually going on an expedition through the Everfree Forest and then going on a tour through the Ghastly Gorge?” Sandbar asked in a low tone, all the while holding his girlfriend’s hand tightly.

Next to him, Yona, a head bigger than her boyfriend, squeezed his hand. Sandbar secretly thanked his Earth Pony heritage once more as her brutal strength would’ve cracked the hand almost every other creature easily. “Yona cannot wait for this tour! Yona wants to wrestle with a rock eel!”

“Yona, no,” Ocellus pleaded.

“Yona, yes!” Smolder countered, high-fiving her friend.

Sandbar merely shook his head, knowing it would be futile to get that idea out of his girlfriend’s head now that she was set on it. Honestly, I’m more worried about that poor unfortunate eel, he thought as he looked at his yaktastic girl. First of all, who would’ve thought that out of all his friends, he’d be interested in Yona? Second, who would’ve thought that a yak could be as charming and lovely as Yona? Not him, that was for sure, but he was damn glad everything had happened the way it had.

The first thing he noticed about yaks, and probably the catalyst for why he began to aim for the girl that could bench-press a ton just for workout, was that almost every inch of her ‘fat’ wasn’t fat, but rather muscles. Big, powerful, rippling muscles. Muscles that he could see through her fur and feel each time they embraced or slept together.

Sandbar blushed at the thought and his cock stirred a little in his pants. But who could blame him? Every female student wore a criminally short skirt that barely covered past their panties. And some, like Smolder, wore it shorter while Ocellus wore a bit longer. Their bellies were always exposed, and virtually every female sported big breasts with D-cup being the absolute minimum size (baring underage fillies, of course).

It also didn’t help that due to Yona’s size, her ample thighs and rump meant her skirt was always short, so her panties were always on view. Although, that was the case with almost every other female student and a few teachers. As for their breasts, the amount of cleavage had caused quite a few accidents amongst the male students. Of course, the ones he knew the most belonged to his friends. Yona sported a rocking H-cup combo, Silverstream was a solid G-cup while Ocellus came shy of that, being just a bit smaller than her friend, and Smolder was an F-cup.

“Too bad friend Silverstream and friend Gallus aren’t coming,” said Yona, her voice hushed and saddened.

“Eh, they wanted to stay and study some more for tomorrow’s exam. I’d study too, but I want to relax a little, you know?” Smolder brought up.

“I am fully prepared for tomorrow’s exam. So I don’t want to miss this excursion to the Everfree or the Gorge,” Ocellus clapped happily.

“Yona wants to have a romantic date with boyfriend Sandbar!” She said with a wide smile.

“And wrestle an eel,” Sandbar completed.

“Sandbar knows Yona well!” She said before picking him up, burying his head in between her massive tits, nearly smothering him in them, and kissing him all over his face lovingly.

“Alright, everycreature!” Trixie announced. “Time to head out!”

“Yay!” The students cheered at the same time.

Guided by Sunburst, the students left in an orderly manner until the entire school was vacated. He turned to Starlight as they were the last two. “Remember that Silverstream and Gallus chose to stay, Starlight.”

“I know, I know. I’ll cast the Khajiit Locking and the Safeground spells, that’ll keep them safe but free to roam the school, okay?” Starlight replied with a gentle smile. Her horn began to glow and a moment later two different waves of magic engulfed the school, there was a momentary shimmer, and then everything was back to normal.

“Ready to go?” Asked Sunburst. Starlight nodded and the two hurried to catch up to their students. Sunburst couldn’t help but look at his superior’s breasts as they softly jiggled as they ran. A heavenly set of H-cup sized balloons that he loved to be enveloped in and suck at. Unlike Trixie, Pinkie, or Rainbow and other female teachers that took on the chance to dress in more relaxing clothes; often quite revealing that were only a notch or two less so than that of the female students. Starlight preferred a more formal approach to her attire.

But that didn’t prevent her big tits from giving a nice view of cleavage. Not that he could say much over proper dress attire and such. He certainly took advantage of it in his own way as aside from a pair of pants, his cape, and polished shoes, he didn’t wear any form of a shirt. He never wore whilst living in the Crystal Empire and he certainly was grateful for the school’s lax take on what both students and staff could, not should, wear.

“I feel like I’m forgetting something,” Sunburst muttered to himself, an annoying voice at the back of his head telling him he was forgetting to do an important task. Yet, another glance of his marefriend’s bouncing boobage made that annoying voice shut up and vanish from his mind.

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Inside the school’s halls, delving deep into the corridors leading to the in-built dormitories, heading to the one belonging to the most prominent and famous group in the school, two friends were busy sitting in front of each other in silence as they read through books, scrolls, and their notes.

Gallus, for the umpteenth time, looked over the book he was reading to glance at the bubbly hippogriff focused on her notes, quietly mumbling as she read through them in an effort to memorize her lessons. He felt his cheeks burn with a fierce blush before returning his attention back to his book.

In truth, he really didn’t need to study for the upcoming exam. He was looking forward to today’s outing and spend another day with his friends away from school. But when Silverstream said she was staying back to study, he’d blurted that since she was staying, he might as well keep her company and study some more.

He shifted in his cushion as he tried to prevent his hard-on from throbbing too much inside his shorts. Just remembering the way Silverstream had hugged him after offering to stay with her sent him shivers up his spine. It had been, after all, a little white lie and an excuse to spend some alone time with her. He loved his friends. He truly did! They were the closest thing he had to a family or at least what he thought having a family was like.

But Silverstream lived in a very special place in his heart. And, before he knew it, he’d fallen heads over hills for her. Problem was, he had no fucking idea how to tell her his feelings. He’d tried a few times before, but he always managed to screw it up or something cut his confidence at the last moment.

Then again, he thought, she’s practically a Princess, she’s dang royalty! What chance does a homeless orphan have? What can I offer to someone as amazing as her?

Gallus shook his head and frowned. That wasn’t him talking. That was his fear and stupidity talking. But, as much as he hated to admit, they were right. He had nothing but his love to offer her. Some would even see his interest as a greedy move to leech on her family’s wealth or maybe worse.

Still, he couldn’t help but love the hyperactive, oblivious, air-head hippogriffon looking at him-

“GAaaaahh!” He cried like a turkey when, upon taking another glance at her, he found her eyes staring at him. “Y-You nearly gave me a heart attack, Silverstream!” To his confoundment, she didn’t giggle as she’d normally. She was quite the prankster alongside Smolder, though her pranks were limited to scares and innocent things. Now confused, he raised a feathery eyebrow.

“Are you feeling alright, Gallus?” She asked softly. “You were looking angry a moment ago…”

Shit. Great job, pigeon brain, he thought. Unwilling to make his friend feel bad or suspect anything, he set his book down and leaned back, scoffing with an annoyed face. “Nah, not angry. Just annoyed and frustrated. Damn lessons. Nothing’s sticking right now. Was the Chrysalis defeated once by Princess Cadance a Prince Shining Armor before or after Princess Twilight became an alicorn? Or was it after Discord was defeated the second time around?”

Silverstream relaxed at that, her expression shifting from worry to one of tired relatability. “Pffft, I know, right!?” She chirped. “There were so many battles and villains that the timelines can get very confusing! And don’t get me started on the stained glasses!”

“Ha! Yeah, no. I am not going to study that. I’d just end up more confused than I already are! Also, seriously, stained glasses?” He shook his head. “Maybe it’s because I’m a griffon, but I’d take bits or a trophy over a stained glass window, thank you very much.”

“He he he, yeaaah,” Silverstream ended with a long sigh. Closing her notebook, she stretched on her seat. Her supple G-cup breasts suddenly got bigger for a moment or two, before the illusion was broken and she stood up with a flap of her wings.

Gallus stared at her, not quite gawking but close enough. She wore a white see-through blouse, under it a set of black frilly bra could be seen clear as day. The collar she never took off was present around her neck, and the piece of the magical pearl she used to transform back and forth between seapony and hippogriffon rested peacefully nestled in the valley of her bosom.

Below that, her midriff was completely exposed along with her petite belly button, waist, and lovely curves. Even lower than that, he could see her comfortable silk shorts and from the edges, he could see the strings of her black thong.

Even with the lax clothing regulations the school implemented after their first year of school, her current choice wouldn’t be allowed. That’s why she wore such outfits inside their dorm. Every student could dress however they wanted whilst confined within their rooms if they so wished or if they were about to leave school either for the day (in case they lived in Ponyville) or for a holiday. The only rule that applied to their dorm was that they were forbidden from going about their way naked outside their shared bathroom.

Gallus swallowed as his cock twitched. That was one thing he and his bro forever, Sandbar, thanked Princess Twilight whenever they could. Mixed dormitories were… viewed with doubt and resentment by the then dogmatic and stubborn Neighsay. Oh, sure, he had no problem with them as long they were pony-only, but the rest of his peers were not so inclined on the idea, saying it was dangerous for volatile and hormone-driven youngsters to coexist in such enclosed areas.

They surely didn’t expect all four Princesses and Spike, who apparently was some sort of Prince himself or something like that, he didn’t pay that much attention, pushed back against them. So far, the experiment was a success. Students worked harder, there was less stress present, and several measures were implemented to prevent unwanted pregnancies and other such activities, since that was what the board was more worried about.

For an orphan who had next to zero experience with females to be suddenly thrown in the midst of four extremely attractive and busty females, it’d been an awkward experience, to say the least. Especially when Smolder, ever the rebel and forward thinker, decided to try how far she could push the limitations. He could still remember the barking Starlight scolding her for being naked, but the dragoness had rebuked with a simple ‘But I’m not naked. I’m wearing a thong, see?’.

Although irritated at being bested, Starlight couldn’t fault her logic. That happened almost a week after the clothing regulations were lifted and the students gained that extra freedom. After that… after that things got… weird.

Slowly but surely, his four female friends began to wear less and less clothing around him and Sandbar. Thongs replaced panties. Bras were either changed for more comfy ones or, in Yona’s case, foregone entirely except for classes. Long dresses morphed into mini skirts and shirts turned to blouses, skimpier shirts, or plain tank tops, like the one he was wearing. But that wasn’t the weirdest part of all. Far from it. The weirdest part was that they got used to it. At least, to an extent.

Sharing a dormitory wasn’t an issue anymore and no one cared if one entered the space of the other. The bathroom was always open for use. Tartarus, they even took group showers. Seeing each other in scant clothing or even naked wasn’t an issue anymore. Not even when Sandbar and Yona got ‘playful’ in the night.

“Hey! Want to go for a walk around the garden? Maybe then we’ll clear our heads before we come back to study some more?” Silverstream offered, done with her stretching.

“You know what? Sounds like a plan,” he replied as he stood up, also making sure to hide his throbbing erection. A task that proved to be difficult thanks to his baggy shorts, but he could easily reach inside a pocket with one hand and hold it down if need be. Walking up to the door, he placed a hand of the handle and turned it. “Huh?” He tried again, but it didn’t budge. “What the-?” He now used both hands to pull at the handle, flapping his wings for extra leverage but the door didn’t even crack a sound. “Greeeeeeat…” He sighed in exasperation. “We’re locked inside.”

“What about the window?” She asked, pointing at the large window at the other side of the dorm.

Gallus waved a hand dismissively. “Forget it, it’s not going to open. There’s a lock in it, remember? Did you lock the door by any chance?”

Silverstream scrunched her beak, trying to look innocent as she touched the tip of it with a claw. “Noooo?”

Gallus nodded, crossing his arms. “Good. Then that means Headmare Starlight didn’t use the Khajiit locking spell, which prevents all locks from being picked or opened without her magical key.”

“...Sorry…”

Gallus shook his head slowly. “Eh, don’t sweat it, Silverstream. It’s not like we’re going to be trapped forever here, only until they return from the tour,” he said nonchalantly before sitting on the edge of his bed. Reaching to the side, he opened his personal mini-fridge and pulled two ciders from it. “Catch,” he said as he tossed Silverstream one bottle.

Catching it midair, she opened it and drank it before sitting on her bed next to Gallus’. “I thought you said you didn’t have any left yesterday to Smolder?”

He shrugged. “Only had these two left. Was saving them for a special occasion, but, eh, close enough,” he then drank the rest of his cider.

She giggled. “Thank you, Gallus,” sighing she threw herself back onto her bed. “Next exam is going to be so rough, I just know it.”

“True,” Gallus replied, tossing the bottle to the trash bin and flopping onto his bed sideways, turned to see Silverstream. His phallus pulsated in tandem with each breath she took; her boobs moving up and down softly, like warm jelly. “Can’t believe we’re close to graduation… Just one more year.”

“Yeah… one year,” she replied weakly. “Gallus?”

“Mmm?”

She turned her head towards him. “What are you going to do after you graduate?”

“I’ll become a Royal Guard,” he said, matter-of-factly. “I don’t plan on returning to Griffonstone. Ever. I have no family or home there. I like my friends, I like the school, and I like Equestria. I can’t do much, but as a Royal Guard, I can help protect the land I’ve come to call home.” Resolute in his conviction, he stared into her violet eyes. “How about you?”

“I… don’t know. My cousin, Skystar, is going to be Queen someday, but she might need me or Terramar, so I can’t really say what I’ll do,” she then smiled, getting up from the bed until she was sitting once more, facing Gallus.

Gallus’ felt his cock try its darn best to break past his shorts at what he saw. As Silverstream sat with her legs spread wide and leaning forward, he could see that her shorts had moved down a little and her thong had been pulled up. He could clearly see the thin black patch of cloth sticking out of the upper edge of her shorts. But that wasn’t all. With the way she was leaning, her blouse was pulled by gravity’s gentle touch, which gave him an even better view of her cleavage… and the sight of a perky nipple at the border of her bra’s fabric.

“--llus? Gallus?”

“Huh?”

Silverstream giggled. “Was it really so amazing you were left speechless?”

“In a way,” he replied before his brain could fully process what was going on. “I-I mean… kinda?”

Pulling back and standing up, she brought her hands up happily. “But being a teacher in the School of Friendship would be so cool! If I don’t have to return to Mount Aris, I can become a teacher here!”

“Oh… oh!” Gallus sighed internally in relief. “Well, yeah! You’d make an excellent teacher, Silverstream. You’re approachable, and kind, and sweet, and a bit of an oaf, but you’re just so darn happy and mellow all the time! You’d be the best teacher ever!” He praised.

“Ohh haa ahaa!” She hid behind her wings while twirling her mane, snorting once or twice at the compliments she got. “You’re so sweet and kind, Gallus!”

“Yeah, whatever. Tell the others, I dare you. They won’t believe you,” he replied with a blush on his face. “Sooo… Want to continue studying?”

Silverstream considered it for a moment but then shook her head after a minute of deliberation. “How about we do something else?”

“Like what? We can’t exactly leave, remember?”

“I know! But that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun!” Sitting down on her bed again, she tapped the tip of her beak. “I got it! How about truth or dare or twenty questions?”

“Truth or dare all the way. Twenty questions is only fun with a large group. Wanna begin?” He replied.

“Of course!” She cleared her throat. “Which professor would you like to date?”

“Seriously? You’re going to start with the heavy stuff already?” Gallus grinned, accepting the challenge. “Alright. Truth. I’d date Professor Applejack.”

“Ohhhh! Why?”

“Ah-ah-ah, my turn. Truth or dare?”

“Truth!”

Gallus opened his beak, but froze as he realized he had a unique opportunity to learn some more about the girl he loved. He already knew a lot, like her birthday, favorite and least favorite colors, foods, snacks, movies, clothes, books, etc. He needed extra information, and now, it was his chance and he would not be wasting it. “Is there anyone you’re interested in, romantically I mean. Or are you, like, in an arranged marriage or something?”

Silverstream smiled. “Nope. I’m not in an arranged marriage or anything like that! But I do have a crush on somecreature. Truth or dare?”

Gallus nodded, both relieved that she was free of that noble and royalty nonsense, but saddened that she had a crush on somecreature. Even so, it was just a crush. If he played his cards right, maybe he could win her over with his natural charm and good looks. “Truth!”

“Why would you date Professor Applejack?”

“Why not? She’s strong, independent, honest, reliable, caring, sweet, and is beautiful. She also has big--” He stopped himself mid sentence, nearly biting his tongue in the process. “--apple trees. Can’t beat those… ehehe… ehe.” Clearing his throat, he continued. “But she’s already dating Spike, so take the answer for what is for. Truth or dare?”

“Truth!”

“Are… planning on having a family in the future? Getting married, kids, all that song and dance?” He asked almost sheepishly.

Silverstream blinked as she thought of an answer. “Yeah… but only if I marry somecreature that I love. I want to have lots and lots of kids,” she blushed, covering her face with her claws. “I’ve always liked the idea of being a mommy, you know? Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” he replied. Touched and feeling fuzzy inside. Her honest and straight answer made his stomach do a summersault of pure happiness, for some reason.

“Would you fuck any of us?”

And like that, the fuzzy feeling was gone. “...Come again?”

“Yeah, you know, breeding, sex, mating?” She asked as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Gallus stared at her for long, silent moments trying to figure out if she was serious or not. That wasn’t the kind of thing Silverstream would know how to joke around like Smolder or Ocellus. Which left the only viable option of her being completely honest. Slowly, he opened and closed his beak until he found his words.

“Yes?” He said with hesitation. “Time-out, cause I’ve to know for sure. Why are you asking this?”

“I heard Sandbar and Yona talking about it the other day and I thought it would be fun to know! Who would you fuck, Gallus?”

Hearing her say that word in that carefree tone has got to be some sort of sin, right? He thought before sighing, not wanting to imagine why his two friends would be having that conversation in the first place. “Well, Sandbar is obviously out. I ain’t no guy-kisser. Yona is also out. She’s Sandbar’s girl and he’s like a brother to me. Before they got together? Yeah. Ocellus? Oh yeah. And no, I’m not talking about her being able to change to whoever I want. I’d do it with her as she is. Smolder, though, maybe? She’s sexy and all, but she’s more like… I don’t know. I mean, if she’d be game, then sure! But I wouldn’t be asking her for it.”

“What about me?” She asked with a timid smile. “D-Do you think I’m cute enough?”

You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, my goddess, he thought before replying. “S-Sure thing, Silverstream. You’re the cutest girl of our group. Maybe the cutest one in the school!” He stopped for a moment to cough. “But as for the question… yes. I would love to have sex with you… but only if we were mates, you know? Like Sandbar and Yona.”

“Awwwww, Gallus!” Silverstream chirped before lunging herself at Gallus, hugging him tightly. Her colliding with him so suddenly caused Gallus to lose his stance, making them both fall onto his bed’s surface. Silverstream stared, wide-eyed and smiling happily, at Gallus who had his face eyes-down covered by her breasts. “No one but my mom, dad, Terramar, Skystar, and Aunt Novo have ever told me I was cute!”

Gallus wanted to reply and die at the same time, happy to be pressed down by his dream girl and his face buried in-between her soft, warm, and heavy bosom. Reaching blindly with his hands, he accidentally grabbed the edge of her breasts, though she didn’t seem to mind his mistake. He quickly moved his hands to her shoulders and pushed her back. “Alright, alright. Cut it out!” He demanded, trying to act cool despite desiring nothing more than hug her tight and never let go.

“Sorry, got a little clingy there for a second, hehe,” she apologized as she moved back, standing to her hooves once more. “Oh, it’s your turn!”

Gallus waved a hand as he sat back on his bed. “I think I got enough of Truth or Dare for now. Though, since I answered like three of your questions, I’m gonna ask one of my own, so you better answer truthfully.” He watched as she crossed her heart and raised a hand in the form of a pledge. “Would you, as you put it, ‘fuck’ with any of us?”

“Yup!” She replied without hesitation. “But no claw-holding or kissing,” she blushed all of a sudden as if she was talking about something incredibly naughty. “T-That’s only for couples.”

I think my heart skipped a bit just now, Gallus thought. There was a moment of silence between the two, before he broke it by asking her a question. “So, do you think there’s something else we can do to pass the time, or do you want to continue studying?”

“I don’t think I’ll be ready for tomorrow’s exam any more than I am now, no matter how hard I study today,” she said, scratching the back of her head.

“Ha! Same,” he chuckled. “Any ideas, chief?”

“Mmmm,” she hummed as she crossed her arms and tapped one of her forearms with her claws. After a good minute or so of silent mulling over her option, she suddenly brightened up and gasped.

Gallus could practically see the lightbulb appear over Silverstream’s head. “Spit it out, I know that look of yours anywhere.”

“Gallus, can you help me with something pretty please?” She asked insistently.

“Depends on what that ‘something’ is. Also, don’t give me the big ‘ol puppy eyes,” he replied with a warm smirk. He was bluffing, of course. There was no way he’d say no to her.

“Great!” She exclaimed before rushing to the back of her bed where her small closet rested. Opening it, she pulled out a couple of bags that bore the logo of Rarity’s line of fashion. She rushed back and placed the bags on her bed. “I bought these three days ago, but I haven’t got time to try them out yet! With summer coming and the trips to Las Pegasus and Maneami coming up, I thought about a few outfits for me to wear!”

“Hooookaayyy? But what does that have to do with me helping you?” He asked, confused and eager at the same time. No matter the reason, seeing Silverstream in a new set of clothes always made his blood pump. He had seen her naked several times already, all of his friends, actually. But there was something special about seeing her wearing clothes, no matter how revealing or simple or casual or stupid, she always looked great in them.

Not to self, buy ten… no, twenty camera rolls before the trips, he said to himself. He was no dragon, but his collection was numerous, and it was always nice to add more pieces to his treasure.

“I need a second opinion,” she said as she turned her back on him. “I usually ask one of the girls, but I think I’ll need a boy’s opinion!” She finished and spun around holding something.

For what felt like an eternity, Gallus stared into the beautiful amethyst eyes of the girl he loved. Then, he leaned forward, resting his shoulders on his thighs, and spoke. “Of course… but… are you, you know, sure?”

“I wouldn’t have asked you otherwise, now would I?” She replied with a giggle as she set aside the clothes she had picked out of the bags and began removing her blouse.

“Wohohoalright!” Gallus yelped. “Wait for me to get to the bathroom at least!”

Silverstream stared at him for a few moments. “You have to go? I can wait for you to finish.”

Baffled at her response, he continued. “N-No, Silverstream. I mean, I’ll wait for you in the bathroom until you change!”

“Don’t be silly, Gallus. We’ve seen each other naked many times already. ‘Building up confidence and trust with your friends, be it in a party, in a room, on the beach; fully clothed, on pajamas, or even naked to grow and be comfortable around each other regardless of the circumstance, is one of the pillars of friendship.’” She tossed her blouse to the bed as she recited Twilight’s motto on ‘Bare Friendships, Volume One’ and the fundament over why the school had such a relaxed clothing ethic and mix-gender dormitories.

Gallus, defeated, gloriously so, remained seated as he watched his dearest friend unclasp her bra. With a *clink* the bra came off and she put it alongside her discarded blouse. The poor blue-feathered griffon had to clamp his legs together as his cock twitched madly as the clear and ample sight of Silverstream’s breasts in all their glory. She wasn’t making a show for him or tempting him in any way, she was merely undressing and treating what was happening as complete normality.

That was more than enough to nearly break him and send him over the edge. Her breasts; big, round, bouncy, and so deliciously meaty-looking, swayed back and forth as she moved to remove her shorts. Her violet nipples, the same color as her eyes, were perky and rigid though not erect. The areolas surrounding them were of a lighter shade of violet contrasting against the softer pink hue of her short fur. As she bent down to fully remove her shorts, her milk-juggers swayed even more in a hypnotic fashion that captivated him entirely.

That was, at least, until she stood back up and tossed the shorts away.

Now he really felt like his shorts had suffered a tear somewhere. How could it not when his cock throbbed madly at the sight of a somewhat sweaty Silverstream standing in front of him wearing nothing but a black thong. Without her shorts in the way, he could see the piece of fabric big enough to cover her modesty well enough. The thin strings of the piece of fabric were now fully visible, latching onto the fabric of the thong, going up and hugging her waist and hips, until they run back down, passing alongside her equally plump buttocks and meeting somewhere either below her tail, or near the entrance of her pussy.

Gallus gulped, his eyes wide, unwilling to miss a single millisecond of what was happening in front of him; his eyes burning the images into his mind for as long as he lived, he was sure of it. What Silverstream did next initially baffled him. She parted her legs a little, imitating a guard in a resting stance though her legs weren’t as widely spread. Then, as she grasped the strings of her last piece of clothing, the griffon understood what she was about to do. Pulling at the strings for a moment, Silverstream moved them down a few inches and then… she let them go. A moment later, the rest of her thong fell to the ground.

Now she was completely naked: bare and unsoiled before him. Gallus was very glad of the fact he didn’t possess lips, otherwise, he’d be biting them up to the point of drawing blood. And yet, despite the sight of the girl he loved standing completely naked in front of him, he didn’t move an inch more than the absolutely necessary to keep his raging boner under check. He’d seen her naked many times before, that was true. But that was mostly in the bathroom as they showered or by accident. This was the first time seeing her like this so brazenly.

“You know how the girls are into cheerleading, right?” She asked all of a sudden.

“Yeah!” He nearly shouted back as he crossed his legs to hide his boner and to appear professional before her.

“Weeeeell, guess who made it into the cheerleading squad!” Silverstream said as she presented a cheerleading uniform. “Not me! Turns out, I’m bad at cheerleading. Who would’ve guessed?” She giggled before slowly putting on a fresh pink thong identical to her discarded one. “But I like their outfits and that got me thinking ‘just because I’m not a real cheerleader doesn’t mean I can’t wear one of their cute uniforms’, so I bought this one!”

For the next sixty seconds, Gallus forgot how to breathe as he watched Silverstream put on her fake cheerleading uniform. It looked like any other uniform he’d seen, but the difference was that the one she was wearing had some clear modifications. The skirt was much shorter. So short, in fact, that she may as well not be wearing anything. It barely reached past her pelvis, which left her thong free for all to see. Next came her shirt. It was obviously a tad bit smaller than her size, which squeezed her breasts delightfully tight. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, the outline of her nipples were visible against the fabric of the shirt. Not only that, but the shirt itself had two large holes in the shape of a heart. One on her back, and one on her bust, giving an ample view of her cleavage.

“Friendship! Friendship! That’s our goal! Friendship! Friendship! It’s in our soul!” She chanted doing a little, silly dance that tried to imitate the dance Ocellus usually practiced. It was simple. A shake of the hips, followed by an arm up in the air, shake of the hips again, and end with a lifted leg over one’s head.

It lasted only for scant seconds before she lowered her leg, but there, clearer than he could’ve ever expected was her pussy covered by her thong, but her tail hole wasn’t. He could see the clear, pristine, and smooth skin surrounding her tight asshole and, of course, her pucker itself as the single string line of her thong passed right in the middle of it. More than that, however, was how her tits bounced and danced at the rhythm of her short-lived cheer.

“Soooo? How do I look, huuuuuuu?” She asked, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

“You look great! But you’re right, cheerleading isn’t for you! But you look incredible in that uniform and it suits you so well! But why did you buy it if you’re not going to cheerlead?” He asked, acting as calmly and collected as he possibly could whilst simultaneously doing his best to not bust a nut.

She shrugged. “Eh, impulse shopping. Ready for the next one?” She asked as she began removing her clothes once more.

“For you? Always,” he replied sincerely. Gallus watched her undress again, neatly folding her clothes and setting them aside before picking another set. This time he got confused at what she pulled out. He could tell it was blue with shades of dark purple, black, and deep electric aquamarine. “What’s that supposed to be?”

“Well, you know that we’re going to Las Pegasus, right? The rest of the girls and I decided to get some proper clothes if we’re going to go partying to a rave dance!” She replied giddily. “I don’t know what a ‘rave dance’ is but it sounds like a lot of fun! Smolder gave me tips on what to buy!”

“Uh-huh…” Was all he could really say when confronted by such an answer. Unable to say anything else of value, he shut up and watched as his crush put on another black thong that looked to be more plastic than fabric. Unlike the previous ones, this one was a small patch of cloth in the shape of a triangle barely wide enough to cover her set of lips. Then she put on a set of equally black, tight-leather gloves over her arms until they reached the middle point of her upper arm. “Woah.”

He mumbled and gawked as she put on skin-tight pants out of the same material of her gloves, but instead of pitch black, they were a swirl of colors he saw earlier divided and scattered into various stripes across its length. It reached about three inches above her crotch to cover her modesty, but it left the strings of her thong visible as they hugged her curvaceous body. Finally, she put on a sorry excuse for a bra.

Gallus scoffed internally. That’s not a bra. That’s a freaking bikini top. A tiny one at that! He shouted in his mind as his cock pulsated painfully, urging him for release.

The bikini top was of a deep purple and the triangles, the only pieces of fabric larger than the strings themselves, narrowly covered her nipples but left her areolas in full display for all to see. Not that it mattered. The frankly pathetic quantity of fabric, mixed with the high quality of the material hugged her perfectly to create an outline that left nothing to the imagination.

“How do I look? How do I look?” She asked eagerly as she hopped in place; her big juggs bouncing alongside her. Even after she stopped, her breasts jiggled about for a few moments more. Then she turned to the side and made a pose stretching her right leg back. “Weeeell?”

“I think I owe Smolder a gem pie or something,” he droned, nearly drooling as he looked at her lithe, curvy, smooth, and sexy body from top, stopping a few seconds to ogle at her tits, to bottom. “Silvy, you are going to kill it on the dance floor.”

She blushed and used her hands to cover her face. “Awwww, Gallus! You smooth talker you! I didn’t know you could be this sweet to a girl!” She was about to take her bikini top when she stopped and cupped at her breasts for a moment, her expression shifting from happy to quizzical. “Do my boobs look bigger to you than usual?”

“N-No?” He replied honestly, taken aback by her sudden question. “Why do you ask?”

“It’s just that… I kinda feel like my bras are getting tighter again,” she sighed. “And I bought two dozen of a bigger size two months ago! Me and my stupid growing breasts,” she groaned, finally taking off her bikini top. “Maybe I’ll do what Yona and Smolder do and stop wearing bras altogether except for classes.”

“Yes. I agree. It’s a wise choice. Yup. Yeah. Totally. I mean, who needs bras anyways, right? They’re itchy and cumbersome. Yup. You should totally stop wearing them. Aha, yup,” he said as he crossed his arms, injecting as much confidence as he could to his voice. For once, he and his hard-as-steel boner were in complete agreement.

“Yes! Thank you! Yiiiiissss!” She chirped. “Finally! You totally get it! Plus, it’s annoying having to change sizes every few months!”

Gallus nodded slowly while Silverstream removed her clothes as she hummed happily some song he didn’t recognize. Once she was in the nude for the third time that afternoon, he felt his heart skip yet another beat at being able to admire her beauty without remorse or guilt. As she turned around to bring out another set of clothes, he felt a pained pang in his heart.

She said she had a crush… I wonder who the lucky sod is… gaaaahhh, what am I saying? I can still win her over! I can… I… I can… I can’t take her out on a fancy date. At best I can invite her to the fast-food joint or Sugarcube Corner. I could ask Sandbar for some borrowed bits… no. No. And then what? The only money I get is thanks to the diplomatic contracts and the scholarship. Dang it, being poor sucks if I can’t win the girl that I like with gifts and fancy dates! Gallus said to himself. He was no stranger to poverty. He knew the value a single piece of copper had. And he knew he couldn’t win over a de facto Princess with mere scraps. Charming personality or not, he had nothing to offer her.

What am I thinking about? Sure, I don't have a single gold piece to my name, but Silverstream has never cared about money! Dammit, brain, stop being stupid! He chastised himself a moment later as he focused once more on the task at hand.

Aka, making sheep’s eyes at Silverstream. And just in time, too. He had spaced out on her putting on a light lavender thong, though he was able to glimpse at it enough to deduce it was just as small, if not smaller than the previous black one. He then saw her put on the shortest jean shorts he’d ever seen. From size alone, they were little better than panties or a bikini bottom, but they hugged her ass and hips in all the right places.

Next, he saw her put a tube top the same color as her mane. It was divided in the middle. The top was silvery and the bottom was turquoise. His back went straight and he stiffened when he saw her cup her breasts inside the top. She moved around, adjusting it to make it fit her frame batter; jumping to get gravity’s aid, shuffling around, and tugging her twin-set of soft-as-clouds balloons of flesh inside the top until, with a final tug, they were in.

“Putting on this tube top is way harder than I thought,” she complained with some humor in her voice. “How do I look?”

Gallus genuinely forgot how to breathe for a moment as he stared at Silverstream. And namely, her chest. Her two large mammaries were hugged and cupped at the same time by the tube top. She wore it so well and it fit her like a glove. Sure, the upper edge of the top only reached past her nipples and covered them, leaving the rest of her areola exposed. Plus, the fabric was so malleable that it outlined the rest of her areola and her nipple like a second skin. Leaving her, for all intents and purposes, naked and exposed.

Then, he chuckled. “What made you buy that? Are you trying to imitate Counselor Trixie or something?!” He joked.

“Silverstream cannot be compared to the likes of such a mare! For Silverstream is the Stair Architect and Pipeline enthusiast extraordinaire!” She said in a snarky, playful, and fake accent trying to imitate Trixie’s over the top reactions and mannerisms.

“Pfffttt!” Gallus covered his beak. “You’d make a great actress, Silvy. Though you rock that outfit more than Trixie does. She looks good in it, but it fits you waaaay better,” he said with sincerity, not just because he loved her.

“Thanks! I wasn’t so sure about this one, but when I saw Ocellus trying one out I thought it would be fine for me to buy one and see how things went out!” She admitted with a blush, then she touched the tip of her beak. “Hey, Gallus, have you seen Ocellus acting strangely for a while now?”

Gallus raised a feathery eyebrow. “Strange?” While Silverstream removed her top, making her boobs bounce wildly once they were free from their confinement, Gallus managed to think back on his changeling friend. At first, he was going to respond with a retund ‘no’, but now that he actually thought about it, he did notice something strange about her behavior. She smiled more, texted with someone once or twice long into the night each week, her conservative dressing formula was spiced a little and was now a bit more revealing. “Hey yeah, what do you think it’s up with her?”

“Dunno,” she replied as she removed her jean shorts and thong. “But I’ve caught her taking selfies while doing poses a few times. I thought she wasn’t into that kind of thing.”

“Want to tease her about it?”

“Don’t be mean, Gallus. Just let her be. But if she looks sad, then we can ask her then, okay?” She warned with a raised finger before turning to pick the last item in her bags. “So, uhhmmm, this last one is a bit embarrassing,” she admitted.

“More embarrassing than standing butt-naked in front of a boy?” He asked sardonically.

“You don’t count!” She countered with a playful smirk. “I wouldn’t have asked you if I didn’t feel safe with you around,” she then smiled through her blush as she turned around to face him once again. “You try to act like the tough guy, but you’re really sweet and kind. That’s why I like you so much, Gallus.”

Gallus nearly melted after hearing those words and seeing her lovely, demure smile. “Thank you… Silverstream.” Was all he could say. Clearing his throat, he asked. “Hey, what’s so embarrassing about that last piece?”

“Oh, nothing much. I was going to keep it a secret until we reached Maneami, but I think I can let you see it,” she then presented a set of clothes.

Gallus stared for a long moment at the pieces of fabric Silverstream was holding so proudly. “Is that… a bikini?” He asked incredulously. Sweet merciful Luna, it is a bikini! I’ve seen tissue papers that cover more than those things! He thought in a hurry while his heart worked overdrive to pump as much blood it could onto his lower regions. He knew what it was. He’d seen them in a rather revealing catalog on Professor Rarity’s class once a few weeks ago: a two-piece g-string bikini.

Before he could say anything else, Silverstream began putting on her new bikini starting from the bottom. The fine, near imperceptible thin strings of the g-string contrasted against her well-maintained fur as it traveled up her legs. It took only a few seconds for her to put the piece in place.

Admiring herself for a moment, she grabbed the straps at each side of her hips, pulled at them tightly so the rest of the piece dug into her skin only to suddenly let go of the straps; the impact creating a healthy, satisfying ‘wack’ against her bountiful derriere.

For his part, Gallus felt empty-headed. There were criminal thongs and sinful pieces of underwear, but what she was wearing right now was plain ridiculous in his opinion. The tiny, minuscule patch of fabric that was held together by the three straps connected to it. It was large enough to cover half of her pussy and nothing else. The rest of it laid exposed.

Seemingly satisfied, she moved on to put on the top part of her bikini. Within a few seconds, it was done. The equally tiny patches of fabric were even smaller than those of her rave outfit. The triangles didn’t even cover her nipples completely. They ended looking like tents instead. “Tadaaaa~” She cried happily, hands on her hips, and looking proud of herself.

Before Gallus could say anything, the curvy girl in front of him twirled on her hooves until she turned her back to him. “Is the g-string a bit too much? Professor Rarity said they were all the rage right now.” As if to prove her point, she smacked her asscheeks at the same time whilst her fingers traced the length of her bottom piece’s straps; the thin strings of fabric hugging and molding to her ass in all the right ways.

Gallus gulped, his beak clacking, his throat was dry, and his balls were urging him to let them release their contents already. What could he say before such a sight? Worst of all, he imagined himself running his claws across her perfect form, pressing his body against hers for her bikini was of the same color as his feathers. He gulped, forcing the driest ball of spit of his life down his gullet, when he saw her spread her legs a bit and then bend over.

She was presenting herself to him, even more so than when she had done so during her cheerleader dress. The upper strap reached under her tight-looking asshole, whilst the long string running by its middle was suddenly lost in the valley of her pussy. He wondered for a second what had happened, but the answer made itself evident when she used one of her dainty hands to grab one of her asscheeks and pull to the side. Her lips parted to reveal a slick piece of fabric caught inside their embrace. She was pulling hard enough for him to see her virgin pink cavern past the bridge that was the g-string.

Then, as soon as it came, it was gone. She twirled around again and looked at him happily. “Soooo? How do I look? It’s not too tight, right? I’ve been working out with Yona!”

“You look… fantastic, Silverstream. You’re absolutely gorgeous,” he forced himself to smile. “I’m sure your crush is going to be a lucky guy when you tell him your feelings. And if he rejects you, tell me so I’ll kick his ass.”

Silverstream giggled, clapping her hands in quick succession and bouncing rapidly where she stood. When she was done celebrating, she took a step forward. “Hey, do you think I’m as sexy as Professor Applejack?”

“Silverstream, you’re the sexiest girl I know. You’re also the most beautiful! Of course you’re sexy!” He replied, enthralled by her alluring aura.

She took another step forward, then stopped. “Then… why aren’t you jerking off yet?” She asked out of the blue. “You’ve had that hard-on since before I asked you to help me out. Y-You do find me sexy, right?” She said, with tangible fear in her voice. “You’re not saying that, right?”

“You… knew?” He muttered, incredulous. “H-How?” He asked, unfolding his legs and stopping all efforts to hide the more-than-noticeable tent in his shorts.

“When I hugged you, silly. Isn’t it painful to have an erection for that long?” She asked almost innocently.

“Yeah? I mean… I think so? I mean, what!?” He snapped, shaking his head violently. “You were expecting me to fap right in front of you!?”

She blushed, looking away and looking embarrassed. “I saw you jerking off after swim class the other day after Professor Applejack fell to the water.”

“HAHAHAAH! Okay, NO!” He shouted, his face changing from blue to red in an instant. “I was… I was just… I was!” He tried to form an excuse, but nothing came.

“I thought you said I was cute and sexy and beautiful,” she pouted. “Skystar said all boys jerk off to cute girls,” their eyes locked in a silent, long stare. “Am I cute, Gallus?”

“I love you,” he blurted out. “By Celestia as my witness, I love you, Silverstream. Yes. I jerk off thinking about you. I’ve ruined trousers and shorts just from thinking about you. I want to kiss you, hold hands, take you out on dates, sleep together, marry you, and have a family with you!” He said in a hurry. Jumping to his feet, he was just as quick to drop to a knee. “Do you want to be my girlfriend and future mate!?” He shouted.

“Yes!” She chirped happily.

Silence fell between them.

What in the everloving Tirek-damned Tartarus did I just wait a moment did she say ‘yes’? He thought, at first in a panic and then confusing as he realized what he had done, asked, and heard.

“Yes? F-For real?” He asked. Silverstream offered him a hand and he took it. Back on his feet, he held her hand softly but unwilling to let it go. “Why would you say yes? I’m nothing but a homeless orphan without a single bit to my name. Nor am I a hunk or anything like that.”

Now it was Silverstream’s turn to blush as she squeezed his hand tightly. “Because you’re very charming, Gallus. And you’re so nice to me and you’re handsome and you’re so kind and lovable and have a nice butt!” Taking another step forward, her breasts starting to press against his chest, she positively beamed at him. “I… I’ve had a crush on you ever since the Tree of Harmony appeared before us and put us through those tests.”

“S-Seriously? That long ago? I had no idea, Silverstream. If I had known…” Suddenly, she let go of his hand and enveloped him in a tight hug; her juggers pressing hard against his chest while his concealed erection made its way in between her thighs as it rubbed against her pussy.

“I never said anything because I thought you didn’t think I was pretty enough,” she turned her head to the side, pouting. “You were always ogling Professor Applejack’s breasts…”

“Well… yeah. She has amazing tits, gotta be honest. All of our Professors have nice tits, actually. But Professor Applejack’s is something else,” he confessed. “But I stopped after she got together with Spike,” he stopped for a moment. Blushing and with a meek grin, he continued. “But you have always been my number one, Silvy.”

Silverstream smiled back, snorting happily before diving forward for a kiss. It was clumsy, it was messy, it was awful.

And it was perfect because of it.

The two pulled away after a minute of sloppily making out, not knowing what or how to do it. “That was my first kiss,” she admitted, blushing fiercely as if she had crossed some sort of forbidden line.

“Mine too,” Gallus replied, smiling dumbly. Gaining confidence he didn’t know he had, he took a hold of her hips and traveled down until he grabbed her ass, subtly grabbing the straps of her g-string and pilling it up.

“Mmmmm~” She moaned softly. “It feels different when you do it.”

Gallus didn’t reply with anything else than a single nod. He could hardly believe what he was doing, or that it was happening. Heck, he still thought this was some sort of dream, but the pain in his groin, namely his madly throbbing phallus currently nestled in between his girlfriend’s thighs assured him it was very real. It was happening.

“I love you so much, Silvy,” he muttered, hugging her close and smelling her scent deeply. “I want to become the best Royal Guard ever, marry you, and have lots and lots of kids, and I’ll be the best father I can be. Please, don’t leave me. I really, really love you, with all my heart.”

“I love you too, Gallus,” she replied, hugging him back and nestling his head on the valley of her breasts. They remained there for long moments, hugging and enjoying each other’s company. Eventually, however, she broke their calm with a kiss on his cheek and a question. “You’re still so hard, Gallus. Aren’t you going to jerk off?”

He chuckled, giving her a puzzled, curious look. “Okay, hold up, what is it with you and wanting me to jerk off in front of you?”

“I’m curious to see how a boy does it! But, if you don’t want to, then, maybe, I can help you with it?” She offered, a tiny smile spreading on her beak. “Yona says it's really fun to masturbate a boy.”

“...Sandbar is a lucky dog,” he muttered quietly. He then smiled. “Alright, but only if you’re sure,” she nodded rapidly. “Alright, I just need to sit down and get my clothes off.” He moved back, much to his great reluctance, to remove his tank top and his shorts, tossing them to the side aimlessly. His cock sprung freely, its tip leaking several droplets of pre-cum. Then, he sat on the edge of his bed.

Silverstream lowered herself to her knees, her eyes focused on the pillar of meat in front of her. It was thick and sported a few visible veins near its base. In length alone she easily deduced it was larger than that of the average stallion by a couple of inches. Below it, she could see the hanging sack covered by a gentle sheet of beige fur that housed the sperm needed for reproduction. What amazed her the most was how it throbbed and squirmed repeatedly every few seconds.

“I-It’s big… and hot…” she muttered, her mind enthralled by seeing a cock so up close for the first time in her life.

“Thanks, I guess,” he plied trying to sound cool, but his smile and blush told a different story. “Okay, so, I’m going to start, okay?” He said before grabbing his shaft.

“Do you need any help?” She asked.

“Not right now. I have more than enough encouragement to let out a month’s worth of cum,” he replied as he started to stroke his meat. He started slow and deliberate. The last thing he wanted was to be seen by a hair-trigger or one-pump wonder by his girlfriend. Girlfriend. My girlfriend. Hot dang that sounds so damn good! A million times better than I imagined! He thought happily while his hand went up and down his sizable phallus.

“Wow… that’s how boys do it?” She mouthed. “It’s so… different.”

Gallus didn’t reply. Rather, he slowly but surely began to increase the pace of his strokes combined with how long his hand traveled on the surface of his pink shaft. He had ignored and tried to suppress his hard-on for far too long and every touch pained him, though not in a completely harmful way. But as the seconds ticked, the pain slowly died with each stroke. Not to mention he had great fapping material at hand.

The look of wonder on her eyes, her massive milk-producing jugs, her revealed areolas and her tent-pitching nipples, her g-string clad ass, and her voluptuous body was more than enough to make him have happy dreams. But she was there, right in front of him, kneeling and watching him jerk off. To her, no less. He began to take gasps of air, using an arm behind him for support and letting his eyes look at her every movement. How her breasts jiggled with each breath she took, how she squirmed trying to calm her crotch, and how intently she was looking at him and his dick.

With a hard throb, his tip spewed a glob of precum that traveled down his shaft. It was stopped, not by his hand, fingers, or claws, but by her hand suddenly taking a hold of his diamond-hard cock. They locked gazed for a second before she moved just a tad closer to him.

“Is it okay if I…?” She asked.

“Oh...oh! Yeah. Knock yourself out,” he replied before letting go of his hold. He winced when she gripped his cock too hard. “Wait, Silvy.”

“Sorry!” She apologized, loosening her hold but not letting go. “Uhmm, help?”

“Of course,” he gasped. He had to take a moment to properly take in the fact that Silverstream, the girl he loved, and his girlfriend since less than ten minutes ago was on her knees holding his cock and offering to jerk him off.

“Woah,” she whispered in amazement. “I can feel it beating and throbbing so much. And it’s so warm,” she gulped. “It’s so… hard.”

“Okay, okay,” he breathed. “First, it may be hard, but it’s still made out of flesh. Try gripping me again, but do it slowly-- yeah, just like that-- stop! That’s a perfect grip, not too tight nor too loose. Do mind your claws, try to do it with your palm and fingers.”

She did as instructed and found it was far easier to do than she expected. Taking some initiative, remembering how he had done moments before, she began to stroke him slowly. Up and down, up and down, up and down her hand moved along the smooth skin of the penis she was grabbing so enthusiastically. As she gradually got used to the feeling and the speed she was using, her tempo began to increase until she was able to cover the entire surface of his cock from tip to base.

At the same time she was pumping his rod, her other free hand slithered its way down to her crotch. Her fingers easily moved aside the tiny piece of fabric that covered half of her pussy before going to town. Two fingers found their way inside her pussy while her thumb played with her pink pearl.

While Gallus moaned and leaned back to give her more room to work with, Silverstream inched herself closer to him every couple of seconds. Her right hand was now working his cock properly and began to experiment with different speeds, tightening her grip for a moment before releasing or loosening it to pump him faster for a few moments. Something that Gallus enjoyed tremendously, voicing his approval with heavy moans and panting.

Just as he started to feel the build for an orgasm begin to form, Silverstream’s pace slowed down and eventually stopped an instant later. He opened his eyes, unaware he had closed them in the first place to see her blushing but smiling widely. “Is… something wrong, Silvy?” He asked through gasps of pleasure. It was only then that he noticed she was now practically resting on his lap.

“Do you think it’s alright if I-” she brought her chest out. “-use my breasts, too?” The following throb of his cock was so fierce it almost caused the bubbly hippogriff to lose her grip over it. She giggled in response before firmly squeezing the base of her boyfriend’s penis. “I’ll take that as a yes!”

“Buh why?” He drooled, unable to hide his more than obvious excitement. He shook his head and wiped his beak before continuing. “I mean, I’m not complaining. Far from it! But... what brought it up?”

“I, uhh, kinda eavesdropped on you and Sandbar talking the other day. You said you wanted to ‘fuck some big tits’,” she replied as she looked down at her chest. “I have big boobs.”

She can’t possibly be this cute! Gaaaaah! He screamed internally. “Aigth’,” he muttered. With shaky hands, he removed her grip over his cock before going under her breasts in order to cup them. Silverstream relaxed and allowed him to guide her. Since she was already pretty much on his lap as it was, all he had to do was back his hips a little, line up, and the thrust.

A heavy, meaty slap was heard the moment his hips met with the underside of her boobs. His cock was more than big enough for the tip and a good two inches to spring on the other side and boop her curious beak. Before he could properly enjoy the heavenly feeling of her soft-as-clouds tits, something snapped within him; a memory from the past coming back to him at that moment.

He let out a loud snarl before taking a proper grip of her hooters and then began to thrust his hips into them.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Silverstream gasped with each fast and hard thrust that her boyfriend delivered against her breasts. It felt strange to have her breasts treated as if they were slabs of meat, but at the same time, she couldn’t deny the attention made her feel sexy and desired. The look on Gallus’ face, hos focused he was and how much he was enjoying it was enough to finger-fuck herself more.

The thrusts from his hips increased in speed and strength. Try as he might, he couldn’t stop himself. It was as if he had been possessed by an invisible force urging him to release himself from all the pent up stress, desire, and lust he had stored up for who knows how long. He moaned and groaned as he squeezed the two blobs of flesh that dominated his wet dreams with wanton craving.

“Silverstream!” He cried out her name in a weak moan as he reached his summit. Despite his wish to last longer and enjoy his time with his dreamy girlfriend, he had done all he could to prevent her from noticing his erection through her demonstration and prior to that. The tidal wave of emotions and the built-up excitement were too much for him to handle. As he felt his balls collapsing on themselves to push out as much cum as possible, he saw a pink beak open up and then clamp around his exposed member. Followed suit by the feeling of something wet and thin lapping against his tip. Finally, his eyes landed on a pair of violet orbs looking curiously at him.

“Fuuuuuck!” Was all he could utter a second before the first spurt of hot seed exploded all over inside her mouth. He watched as her eyes widened in surprise and then closed as she focused her efforts in gulping down spurt after spurt of freshly milked griffon cum. He could hear and see her swallow his baby batter down her gullet. Despite her best efforts, however, either because he came too much or his jizz was too thick, she coughed and some of it came out her nostrils in dribbles. With a final spurt and jerk of his hips, his climax died out leaving him to enjoy a brief afterglow.

The griffon watched with some trepidation his beak-clad cocktip and for a moment panicked. But the surprisingly soft and malleable edges of her beak felt not too different from her hands or his own. Idly he remembered that unlike the beaks of birds, griffons and hippogriffs were part mammalian and thus their beaks were more like highly resistant but fleshy cartilage rather than hard keratin.

Slowly pulling back, he allowed Silverstream to cough a few times before she took several deep breaths. She used a finger to scoop the cum that had dribbled out of her nostrils only to lick it clean. “Tastes funny. Like apples and salad?” She said to no one. “That was a lot! My tummy feels full and warm, hihihi!” She said as she rubbed her belly.

“That was so hot, Silverstream!” Gallus said, finally finding his voice. “How did you come up with doing that?”

She shrugged. “Remember Professor Fluttershy’s class of sexual education? Well, duh, we all know what sex is, but not like she told us! I didn’t want you to create a mess. And she said that cum is mostly protein sooooo why not eat it?”

“I love you even more now, Silvy,” Gallus exclaimed happily.

“Hey, Gallus? Why are you still hard? I thought boys needed time to recover,” she pointed at his erection resting against her tits across their valley. “And you really seemed like you wanted to do that for a long time. If I didn’t know better I’d say you’ve done it before~” she teased.

He felt rather nervous for a moment. But then thought that since she was already his girlfriend, then there was no point keeping secrets away from her. “Uhh, yeah, kinda? Look, it was before coming to school. I wasn’t exactly the first choice to come here. There were these four weirdos before me but they all refused to go and my friend Gabby, you know, the mail griffoness that hooked up with Spike, wasn’t in town when the letters came so Grandpa Gruff grabbed me out of the orphanage and said I had to come. I was too old to stay there any longer anyways. So, in natural griffon fashion, I tried to refuse, but Gilda talked with me to convince me to come since she also went to a school in Equestria. Cloudsdale, I think.”

He scratched the back of his head. “Long story short, my dick ended in between her tits as ‘encouragement’. I learned two things that day. Titfucks are amazing and big breasts are the shit,” he finished with an awkward laugh. “You can thank her for my infatuation with tits.”

She nodded in understanding and then asked with a hint of jealousy in her voice. “Were hers big like mine?”

“Bigger. Like, hers were the biggest I’ve seen until I saw the Princesses,” he replied. Then he saw the pout she was making and realized what was going on. “Hey, I love you, Silvy. Sure, I like big breasts, but I love you. I like Gilda in the same way I like Professor Applejack. ‘Sides, I don’t think I’ll ever see Gilda again.”

“Do you mean it?” She asked through teary eyes.

“Of course! I love you because you are the most honest, fun, sincere, beautiful, kind, gentle, brave, and another thousand little things that make you the greatest girl I know. Your breasts are only a happy bonus,” he said with confidence ending with a wink.

Instantly, her pout disappeared and she was back to her usual zestfulness. “Okay then!” She then took a grip of his cock and squeezed it gently. “Want to do it again?”

“I think I have another idea,” he said, blushing. “But first… can I fuck your breasts again?” She nodded in response. “Okay then,” taking a deep breath, he reached for her top and gently pulled at the string bridging her nipples. With a gentle tug, her violet nippled were released from their lackluster confinement in all their perky, erect glory. He then gently helped her remove the top so as to not damage it and tossed it to her bed.

With whatever confidence he had gained so far, he reached for her breasts until he was able to grasp her nippled and areolas with his hands. He gave them a few gentle tugs and gropes that made her moan and squirm. Playfully, he decided to pinch her nipples and pull at them for a few moments.

“Aaaahhhh~ Gallus! T-That feels really nice!” She cried whilst he continued to knead her breasts. “H-Hey, when we go to visit Mount Aris I can show you my collection of shell bikinis! Skystar’s idea. Th-They’re really nice!”

“I’d love to, Silvy,” he replied wholeheartedly. Now that I think about it, I wonder what I’ll look like in seapony form? Is underwater sex a thing? Oh man, so many questions! He pondered for a moment before he stopped playing with her nipples. Being careful and methodical, Gallus groped her breasts behind her areolas, making both nipples pop and stand out a bit more before he began pushing them together. It took a few seconds, mindful to make sure he wasn’t hurting his girlfriend, but the only reactions he’d got so far were moans and lewd chirps. He stopped when her nipples mashed together.

Satisfied with the result, he pulled his hips back until the tip of his cock brushed against both erect flesh tubes unintentionally flicking them across the length of his cockhead. Once properly lined up, he started pushing against her breast, trying to wriggle inside in between their tight but inviting interior. A task made much easier thanks to the copious amounts of pre-cum he was leaking, his still stained shaft, and the mix of cum and spit she gave him during the previous tit-fucking. With a loud groan from him and a high-pitched moan of delight and surprise from her, his cock pushed in between her tits; the soft nipples and ample areolas brushing against every inch of his phallus as he pushed deeper and deeper until he hit her chest. Then, with another push, his dick readjusted only a little to bend upwards and exit through the valley of her breasts at the same time his pelvis collided against her erect nipples; mashing them with his own fur and flesh.

“Sweet Cadance on a pedestal,” Gallus cried, trying his best not to drool at the absolute incredible feeling of having his cock completely surrounded by tits so quickly again.

Below, outside his field of view, Silverstream was busy fingering herself once again. She hadn’t stopped but she had slowed down to a near halt after his climax. Swallowing his cum was like drinking thick cocoa, but better. But the feeling of having her breasts fucked as if they were pieces of meat, nothing more than fleshlights was a sensation new and exhilarating to her. The only thing better than that was the wide, happy smile on Gallus’ beak.

“Do you want to fuck my titties every day, Gallus?” She asked in the most salacious tone she could muster.

Gallus replied with a squawk and increased the speed of his tit-fucking; each hard slap making her milk-producing balloons quake, sending ripples through their entire surface while she furiously masturbated in tandem with his increasingly desperate pounding.

“Do you like my titties that much, Gallus? Do you want to grope and suck and fuck them?” She asked in between moans and pants.

“Yes. Fuck yes!” He looked her dead in the eye before continuing. “And you! I also want to fuck you, Silvy! All of you! Tits, throat, thighs, butt, ass, and cunt!” He claimed as his thrusts grew into a stable pace: strong, fast, with long strokes.

“And Gilda? Applejack? Our friends?” She asked as she rapidly grew closer to her climax.

“Fuuuuck yes!” He cried in desperation. “If they’d let me, yes!”

“Guess what?” She smiled through her fierce blush. “I wanna see you doing it~”

That single line broke the camel’s back.

Gallus let out a mighty cry worthy only to the legendary Griffon King before cumming. Unlike the first time, Silverstream couldn’t wrap her beak around his cockhead, so this time his load blew all over her face, neck, and chest. He was in the midst of his orgasm when Silverstream reached hers, soiling the floor with her essence as it squirted into an expanding pool beneath her. They remained like that until their climaxes ended, moaning and panting heavily through it all and after they finished.

He let go of her breasts and slumped back on his bed, his cock still hard, unwavering, and unrelenting. While he still desired more, at the moment at least he was left incapacitated from doing anything else other than lay on his back with his wings spread wide as he panted heavily. His entire body was rocked by the pleasurable tremors of his second orgasm, leaving him defenseless like a kick to the gut would after forcing the air out of his lungs. Different methods, same result.

As he laid there, he started to hear a slurping sound. With a groan of effort, he lifted his head high enough to see Silverstream using her hands to scoop all the cum she could catch before bringing it up to her beak for her to drink it soundly, treating it like yogurt or the foamy goodness of a hot cocoa cup. It only took her a few scoops to clean most of what had stained her face, neck, and breasts.

Wordlessly after finishing with her meal, she inched closer until she rested her breasts against his thighs for support. Her left hand then took a firm but gentle hold of his base while her right hand grabbed his set of cum-factories.

“This is amazing,” she muttered whilst he moaned and she toyed with his balls. “They’re a lot heavier than they look.”

“And a l-lot more sensitive, too,” he breathed out as she began to stroke his shaft with her left hand.

She nodded, amazed and perplexed at the same time by her curious investigation. She kneaded his balls in her hand, squeezing them but not too tightly, heeding the words of her boyfriend. “I can feel them moving inside. Is there more cum in them?”

“I believe so,” he said. “I… haven’t shot one out in like two weeks before now… and my balls are kinda hurting inside, but it's a good kind of hurt?”

“Like when your leg freezes and you take a step and it hurts but then it gets tingly and feels better?” She asked while gently massaging one furry orb, then moved to the other.

“Yeaaahhh,” he answered and moaned at the same time. “It’s like I can feel something churning inside. It feels good but I want to cum more,” he moaned again. “I usually cum two or three times… but never like this.”

She beamed. “Then I can drink more of it!” She exclaimed before liking her beak. “It’s really yummy once you get used to it,” she lowered her eyelids as her smile morphed into a sexy, naughty grin. “Have I ever told you what we used to eat in Seaquestria?”

“Kelp, algae, clams, and fish, right?” He replied, puzzled by her question.

“Yup!” Licking her beak, she began to lower her head past the bulk of her breasts until her beak was against his balls. She gave them a little nudge, a sniff, and a kiss to each of them. Her view was mostly blocked by his cock and her pumping hand, but she caught a glimpse of his incredulous, expecting, aroused face. Her heart beat faster as she opened her beak to speak. “We were also pretty fond of oysters~” She sang before delivering a hard, long lick across his groin.

“Sweet Celestia’s tits!” He exclaimed as his body was tazed by a jolt of pure pleasure.

Silverstream smiled internally as she began to lap and lick against the baseball-sized nuts of her soon-to-be mate. She knew it. He knew it. It was going to happen. Both of them wanted it. She had watched him from afar for so long, always wishing to reach past his apparent barrier of sarcastic ill-temperament and embrace the sweet, kind, loyal, and loving griffon he truly was. He deserved love, to be loved, and she loved him with all her heart. And now, she could show it freely.

By parting open her beak a little more whilst licking his sack, enjoying his moans of pleasure and hearing how tightly he was gripping the sheets, she pushed her open maw against one of his testes; finding them big but squishy enough to simply ‘plop’ right inside her mouth. Closing her beak without hurting him, she sucked against the ball of fur as if she tried swallowing a tasty oyster.

Gallus squawked loudly, his tail wagging wildly. His vision obscured for a moment and his cock throbbed madly ending in the release of a few spurts of pre-cum that traveled down his shaft to meet Silverstream’s slowly pumping hand. He wanted to say something, but found himself unable to do anything more complex than moaning or groaning while his gorgeous girlfriend gave him a treat he’d only seen been done in the porn movies he and Sandbar watched in his house. He could’ve never guessed she’d do something like that, but he didn’t mind it in the slightest. “Ggaaagaaaahh!” He cried when she released his testicle only to gobble up the other.

For her part, Silverstream was relishing in the experience of sucking her boyfriend’s heavy balls in an attempt to draw out more of his cum from them. Through the insides of her mouth, her tongue, and beak she could feel the insides of his sack tremble violently as it produced more of that delicious creamy substance. Despite getting two tastes so far, she was already hooked to the taste and texture of it.

She wanted more. She needed more of her new favorite treat.

Releasing his orb from the confines of her maw she pressed her face against his sach, sniffing at his musk. She let out several pleased moans and sighs of pleasure before slowly making her way up making sure to lick and kiss his balls and eventually the base of his shaft once she reached it. She climbed her way up his cock leaving wet spots and sound kisses until she made it to the top.

She traced her tongue around the tip, earning a sharp intake of air from the griffon splayed on the bed. She giggled, finding his reaction adorable, before shoving the first two inches of his cock into her maw just like the first time she tried it. Only this time she felt him spurt a wad of salty pre-cum across her thin, silky tongue before she closed her eyes and slowly began to lower her head down his shaft.

Gallus watched, unable and unwilling to blink, as he saw Silverstream’s head go down on his phallus. He winced and moaned when he felt the back of her throat for a second. She pulled back an inch or two, moaned, and then opened her eyes to look directly at him. Then, she moved back down and this time her throat expanded to allow him access into it. He breathed a sharp intake of air as she reached the middle point of his cock, coughed, and then pressed on as she gurgled and coughed down her way.

“Fuuuuuuck!” He cursed the moment after her beak made contact with his crotch. For a single second he enjoyed the feeling of her warm, tight throat clamping all around his cock at the same time. His eyes went crossed and made an involuntary buck. Slowly, she pulled back while gently coughing as tears fell from her eyes.

It took her a few moments but eventually she pulled out completely and coughed violently a couple of times. “Y-Yona wasn’t kidding when she said it was harder than how it looked in the magazines,” she ended with a final cough.

“Silverstream, how the heck did you manage that?” He asked. He watched her clear out her tears making him worry. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” cough. “Yeah. It’s going to be a while before I can do that without choking myself,” she said before smiling warmly at him. “Want me to continue?”

“Only as long as you want to go, Silvy,” he replied, returning her smile.

Reassured of her actions, she opened her beak again in order to engulf his cock once more. She moaned, lapped, licked, and slurped at his penis while traveling down until she reached the back of her throat once more. Relaxing her muscles, the meaty cock pierced through her tight throat until she felt the discomfort that almost urged her to cough. Reaching the limit she felt comfortable with, she stared at Gallus for a moment before moving her hands to his. Grasping them by his wrists, she moved them slowly to the side of her head where her feather tufts protruded.

She winked at him before giving him a hard, deep suck while her tongue coiled itself around it and her entire body relaxed. Finally, she finished by placing her hands at each side of his waist for support.

Gallus understood her message and nodded. Despite his position not being the most comfortable or favorable for thrusting, he was too horny to care. He started by pulling her head up a few inches, then pushing her down back in place until he felt her squirm. Repeating the action a dozen times helped him pinpoint the limit she was most comfortable with. Griffons were infamous due to their incredible greed, surpassed only by that of the dragons, but as he watched (and felt) nearly half his cock nestled comfortably inside the mouth and throat of his perfect girlfriend, he felt completely satisfied with the result.

With a nod, he now really began to move his hips and her head with confidence trying to find a perfect balanced tempo. He quickly found a rhythm that suited them both and relaxed on the bed. He’d cum two times and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to make the most out of his third climax.

He spent the next several minutes trying out speeds, angles, and grips to hold her head better. It surprised him to discover it was easier to grab her by the back of her mane and that she liked being pulled at like that. He switched between going slow but deep, rough but with short bursts of speed, to quick with hardly any long thrusts. And Silverstreamed enjoyed it as much as he was. She moaned constantly and never stopped tongue-fucking his cock or sucking at it whenever she could do it. He could tell she was hungry, desperate to taste more of his cum. And he, as her caring boyfriend, would give in to her wishes.

Gripping her mane just a tad tighter, he began to really throw everything he had into facefucking the lovely and curvy pink hippogriffon. He heard her moan, gurgle, and choke a few times while he forced her onto his shaft over and over again.

“S-Shit, Silvy. I’m close!” He warned.

“Mmmpphhh!” She moaned.

Gallus groaned loudly at the same time he delivered the last few deep thrusts into Silverstream’s clamping throat. One final thrust was all that was needed, going as deep as she could take and finally roared as he came. This time, she didn’t choke nor coughed; his cock was too far down her throat for her to taste or gulp his seed down. Each burst went down effortlessly from the middle-point of her throat; visibly bulging with each thick spurt of hot spunk traveling down the rest of the way and into her ravenous belly.

What he didn’t expect, however, was to see her violet eyes roll back into her skull, followed by the sound of her squirting her griff-juice onto the floor once again. But he could see her arms, weakened as they looked, were still holding her balance.

Did I just facefucked my girlfriend into an orgasm? He asked himself. “That’ssofuckinghooooooOOOT!” He yelled, ending in a high-pitched cluck. His dick throbbed more, earning two more full spurts of cum out of his tip. When he finally petered out, he helped her to remove his cock from her throat and mouth. As he pulled up, he could feel her gently sucking at him to make sure he was completely dry… for the moment.

This time she didn’t cough or spat left-over cum like the first time, for there was none to spit out. She’d drunk every single drop of his third load. Flawlessly.

“Uuuuurrrpp!” She let out loudly. That seemed to regain her senses as she shot back up, clasping her hands over her beak and blushing in embarrassment. “S-Sorry…”

“Seriously?” He chuckled. “After everything we’ve done you think a little burp is going to gross me out?”

“...It was a lot…” She excused herself as she leaned back to showcase her visibly bloated tummy. “It feels soooo good, G.”

“G?”

“Well, yeah? You call me Silvy, so I need to figure out a cute nickname to call you with. My first choice was ‘Al’s’, but that kinda sounds… dirty, hehe.”

“I’m fine with whichever name you come up with, Silvy,” he said honestly. “Fuck. That was intense.” Before he could say anything more, he felt a sudden soft pressure press down on his crotch. It didn’t take him long to find Silverstream’s boobs pressing on him and around his cock; it was already enraptured by their soft flesh once more. “Silvy?” He asked, but his only answer was a cheeky grin from her before she got to work by cupping her breasts and starting to move up and down his shaft, pressing her tits together for a tighter fit.

He moaned deeply, gripping the sheets desperately and almost tearing into them. “Silvy, wait, I’m too sensitive right now!” She answered by redoubling her efforts. “Luna on a pogo stick, wait!”

Try as he may, it looked like she had a plan and his protests weren’t a part of it. Knowing that arguing would be pointless, he settled for enjoying whatever she had in mind. He had facefucked her, by her own accord, moments prior. The least he could do was return the favor and let her have her fun. But he was also right. He was far too oversensitive. His dick was still semi-erect, finally relenting after three great orgasms, but it was easily brought to life again by her bouncing balloons.

As the self-imposed titfucking continued, Gallus endured as much as he could of her glorious treatment. Up and down they went, hitting heavily against his pelvis, letting him feel their wondrous weight and softness with each slap against his fur. Alas, it didn’t last nearly as much as he desired. If he could, he’d make it last forever, but as it stood, her eagerness and his oversensitivity didn’t mix well together.

In an effort to last just a few seconds longer before his inevitable orgasm, he let go of the sheets and groped her breasts instead; his palms pressed tightly against her violet nipples and pressing on her areolas firmly. He gave a few weakened thrusts in the final seconds before his climax arrived. Imitating her first attempt, she wrapped her beak around the tip of his penis. Unlike then, however, she sucked his cum down her hungry maw; moaning happily with each gulp of hot spunk she drank. Not a single drop escaped her assault.

Only after the last spurt was spent and she was content with slurping his cock like a lollipop did she release his cock from the heavenly confines of her large mammaries.

A few seconds of breathing heavily later, he found the strength to talk. “...Captain… I’m going to become Captain of the Royal Guards,” he promised. “There’s no way I’m not making you my wife, Silvy.”

That made her blush brightly and her wings to vibrate with joy. “Oh, G!” She chirped happily, swaying from side to side along with her boobs which slapped his cock with each sway. “That reminds me,” she stood up suddenly. Aided by her wings, she moved over to Yona’s bed. Opening her drawer she searched through it until she found a small box with the school’s logo in it and the legend ‘To prevent is to care. Don’t go alone, it is not a dare’ written below it. She opened the package and pulled out a single pill from it. She swallowed it in an instant and then returned to Gallus.

The griffon stood up from his bed as she watched her gulp down one anti-pregnancy pill issued by the school. Friendship was one thing, but Twilight wasn’t stupid. She knew pregnancies would result from her school without proper measures. Starlight had surprised her a few months after the school opened with the small red pill that any student could ask for and be supplied for free.

It was incredibly simplistic and worked on any species and creature. Each pill was imbued with a pregnancy-prevention spell mixed with a quick-acting drug to disperse it through the body. It could be ingested before or after coitus and it granted a female a one hundred percent guaranteed pregnancy-risk free day to do whatever they wanted.

Plus, the pill had no side effects like many others or similar spells. It could be used daily. And after Starlight became Headmare, she sold the patent and that provided the school with all the funding it could possibly need and more. The overwhelming majority of what the school gained went to charities, help for the homeless, and other institutions.

As for the students themselves, it was a blessing in the shape of a pill that protected them against unwanted parenthood until they were ready for it without spending money or risking dangerous side effects. Everyone wins.

The moment she landed, he hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply. But she pushed him gently away. “What’s wrong?” He asked, confused.

“My mouth is… you know… isn’t gross?” She asked sheepishly.

“You could never be gross, Silvy,” he smirked while his hands slithered down her sides. “But if you’re worried about that, then I can find a way to fix it~” Finding his mark, namely speaking the straps of her g-string bottom, he pulled them up.

“Gaaaalluuuuuus~” She cried in protest, hugging him for dear life as her g-string pressed squarely against her pussy and clit making her drip all over the ground. As soon as it began, he let them go so two of his fingers could run across her entire pussy until he reached her opening. After he slid them inside her scorching pussy, he wriggled them for a few moments and explored her cavern only until he touched a fleshy barrier. Pulling out, she watched him lick his fingers clean away from her essence.

“Even-stevens,” he said before kissing her again. This time she didn’t push him away, but wholeheartedly embraced him. The couple kissed for a few minutes, never quite reaching the level of making out as they still lacked the experience, but their eagerness was palpable. When they parted, she pushed him back again, this time a bit more forcefully but in a playful manner. It was enough to force him to sit on the edge of the bed again. He remained silent to see what she had in mind. Turns out, he didn’t need to wait for long as she turned around and leaped back to sit on his lap. “Ooof!” He exclaimed as he caught her only to find her perfect, plump ass straddling his stiff prick in between her buns. “That’s a damn nice view, Silvy.”

“Why thank you, G,” she giggled. She then started to move from side to side, pretending to get comfortable in her seat. In reality, each movement sunk and further entrapped his cock in between her ample buttocks until her ass almost completely encircled his proud griffonhood. “I wonder how a buttjob will feel,” she commented cheerfully.

“I’m starting to think you are kinkier than I first thought, Silvy,” he chuckled. “I love you,” he kissed the back of her neck while his hands went to town. His left quickly found her g-string covered clit, but with the tip of a claw, he moved it aside allowing him free access to her precious opal. His right moved lower still, setting aside the thin strap of fabric to gain full access to her pussy. He was quick to shove two fingers inside her pussy while, at the same time, he started to play with her sensitive pearl.

But he wasn’t the only playing. Silverstream began to move her hips up and down, using her muscle control to clamp around his dick as much as she could. She moaned loudly, regardless of her efforts on the contrary, as she endured the simultaneous attention on her clit, pussy, and asshole. She wasn’t really expecting to feel his girth rubbing against her exposed butthole all the time and with each stroke of her ass against his hard erection.

Gallus was fairing a bit better, but not by much. He had endured plenty until now, but this was a strange experience for him. On one side, it felt incredibly similar to a titfuck. On the other, it was by far a stronger grip around his cock and the view was just as good whenever she lifted her ass all the way until her asshole came up from hiding over his dick. It still looked very tight, clean, and smooth and he wondered how it would feel fucking his girlfriend in the ass.

And here I am joking about her being too kinky? He chuckled. Still, it was a nice thought. Maybe he’d try it one day. But for now, his cock was getting harder and harder by the second until he was properly aroused for what he knew would be a final climax. Even his balls felt oddly empty for the first time in his life.

He withdrew his love-juice stained hands from his future wife’s nethers as the time had come to end their first time with a bang. But he would be remiss if he allowed a perfect opportunity to slip past him so easily. As Silverstream got up, he grabbed her buttocks firmly. He spanked her cheeks playfully a few times, earning both moans of pleasure and gentle giggles from her. Then, using his thumbs, he spread her asshole open.

While he couldn’t see much inside her forbidden cavity, he was quick to lick her insides, discovering her taste, before releasing her flesh and kissing her pink star lovingly. Silverstream moaned in appreciation before turning to face her boyfriend. He grabbed the straps of her g-string to pull at them once more, this time with more force and intent behind his actions. She clasped onto him for balance while her thighs were drenched with her arousal as it slowly pooled on the floor.

“I’m going to take your virginity, Silvy. Is that what you want?” He asked sweetly next to her ear.

“Yeeeessshhhh,” she muttered against his neck, her legs quivering like jelly. “Yesssh, plizhhh.”

“You’re going to be my first, Silvy. Do you love me?” He asked once more, his heart racing a thousand kilometers an hour. “Because I love you, my angel.”

“Yiuuu zaaaaaap~” she teased. “I luuuv youuuu.”

“Damn right,” he nodded. Then, he stopped pulling at the straps. “First, let’s get you out of that bulky thing.” Taking a knee to be at eye-level with her crotch, he kissed her slightly bloated belly filled with a few cup-worths of his cum. A sense of pride enveloped him before continuing. He pulled the restrictive g-string down her legs while he kissed and lapped all across her crotch, pussy, and thighs. When he reached her ankles, she took a hoof out, then the other. Now, free and truly naked, she stood still as he got back on his feet. He scrunched up the patch of fabric with dental floss attached to it and brought it to his beak. He sniffed it deeply making his cock twitch happily.

“Pure Silvy musk. Wonder how it tastes?” He asked no one before opening his beak and practically ate the g-string. He loudly slurped and gulped whilst letting out deep, guttural moans of pleasure while his cock throbbed madly. Silverstream could only watch in shock and red-face embarrassment as Gallus tasted her pure essence. Finally happy with his meal, he spat the g-string out and tossed it to her bed. “I think I’ve found my favorite drink, Silvy~”

“Gaaah!” She exclaimed. He moved as fast as lightning and in the blink of an eye he picked her up bridal style. She clung to him, wishing deeply for the day he’d carry her like day on their honeymoon. He let her down on his bed and quickly climbed on top of her with his cock already poking against her entrance.

“Are you ready? Do you want this to really happen, Silvy?” He asked one more time, just to be safe despite knowing the answer.

She gave him a chaste kiss. “More than anything. Please, make me your mate, Gallus.”

I could die right now and wouldn’t care. He thought before answering. “Then it’ll be my pleasure, Silverstream.”

The blue-colored griffon began to push against the pink hippogriff’s tight entrance, but thanks to her multiple orgasms and how wet she was, he entered quite easily after a strong thrust. He continued to push until he stumbled against the barrier that marked her virginity. With another strong push and a pained groan from both of them, her hymen was pierced. They snuggled and nuzzled each other lovingly while he continued to sink deeper and deeper within her pussy. Almost at the same time, their pelvis met in unison with his tip hitting her cervix. He was fully inside her.

They looked into each other’s eyes for several long moments with happy tears streaming down their eyes. They kissed once more as Gallus began to withdraw from within her velvety pussy. No words were exchanged. They weren’t needed. They had each other, they had traded their V-cards, and they sincerely hoped it was just the start of something beautiful between them.

Gallus started slowly and carefully to allow his girlfriend the time she needed to adapt to his length and girth. But after a few minutes of careful probing and testing, she nodded and Gallus began to move faster; his thrusts carrying more force behind them; retracting a little more of his cock each time. Whenever he saw any discomfort in her face, he stopped for a moment to grind deeply against her, making her moan and cry out in pleasure.

Slowly but surely, she grew first used to the new wave of sensations, and then they became overpowering. Soon enough she was hugging Gallus tightly, digging her claws a little on his backs and crossing her legs behind him. Her big breasts pressing against his chest, but even then it wasn’t enough to stop them from jiggling and bouncing in tandem with her boyfriend’s thrusts.

“H-Harder! Faster!” She implored.

Gallus groaned as he latched onto her frame for a better grip in order to really lay it on her. The wet slaps of fur and flesh meeting, the dormitory filled with the moans and cries of pleasure of a young couple in love, and the joy of having shared their first time with their special somecreature.

“G-Gallus! Ah! I’m… I’m cuummiiiiiIIING!” She screeched as she clamped down on him, her claws now digging into his flesh.

Gallus groaned loudly, both at the pleasure and the pain, though the latter was significantly overshadowed by the former. He could feel her squirting orgasm drenching them both and his bed. He didn’t give a damn about his bed, all he focused on doing was pounding her pussy for another orgasm before reaching his.

“-ass! F-Fuck me in the ass, Gallus!” She cried out with a whine.

Gallus didn’t question her request and pulled out of her pussy. He was drenched in her love and she was sopping wet. Lube wasn’t an issue, but her tightness might. He lined up his tip with her rear hole more or less blindly, but got it on the first try. He pushed and entered the first two inches of his phallus inside her anus. He continued to push through small jerks and thrusts until he was balls deep inside her. Which, much to his surprise, proved to be a much tighter but easier access at the same time.

Not wanting to question the hows or whys, he started to pound her ass, at first slowly, but he worked up a rhythm quickly. A minute after, he was pounding her with all his might and she was screaming widely, enthralled in pleasure as she was still swimming in the afterglow of her previous orgasm and was now being ass-fucked for the first time.

He thrust and pounded her relentlessly until his own orgasm arrived over the horizon. His thrusting became erratic and sporadic, quickly shifting between rough, hard thrusts and quick pumping. In the end, the result was the only one possible and he flooded her sphincter with his warm spunk. The rough breeding of her ass was enough to send her through a second climax seconds after his hit.

They hugged and remained together for several long moments, catching their breaths and enjoying the warmth of their conjoined bodies in both flesh and soul. Silverstream let go of him and Gallus pulled out, his cock spent beyond well past its limits.

“G?”

“Yeah?”

“...I can’t move…”

“...Me neither…”

“...”

“...”

“Do you want to have a sleepover with me?”

He chuckled. “It’s technically my bed, but, yeah. I wouldn’t mind that at all, Silvy.”

They shared a short-lived laugh before sighing, content, and satisfied.

“I love you, Gallus.”

“And I love you, Silverstream.”

The two lovers closed their eyes and snuggled as they could. Silverstream hugged him with one arm while Gallus hugged her across her barrel, resting his head against her breasts. It didn’t take long before darkness took them.

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Hours later, Sandbar, Yona, Ocellus, and Smolder rushed through the halls of the school going straight to their dormitory. It had been a fun day.

“How did you ever manage to befriend that eel is beyond me, Yona. Still, pretty amazing!” Sandbar praised.

“Yona knew eel had toothache! Yona helped!”

“By wrestling its neck face-first into the ground…,” Ocellus pointed out.

“Yona knows! Yaks best dentists! Yona’s older brother is a dentist!” She beamed.

“Huh, and here I thought only dragons were the only ones with dentists that fought with you,” Smolder said, genuinely amused. “Guess we yaks and dragons have more in common than we think, eh Yona?”

“Yona agrees!”

Ocellus smiled at their friend’s antics. It had been a very productive and almost peaceful day, truth be told. But she couldn’t wait to take a few selfies and see what her beloved thought about them. She felt all fuzzy inside as she opened the door to their dormitories. The four froze when they saw their two very naked, very exhausted, very messy friends laying on a bed soundly asleep. Silverstream was snoring gently while Gallus was idly suckling on one of her nipples.

“Finally!” Ocellus clamored. “I thought they were going to dance around each other forever!”

The end.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!