Dusk Shine's Vampire Quest

Dusk kept his stance low and prepared, ready to respond to anything that came hurtling out of the darkness at him. Anything that may be a creature of true nightmare... possibly a floating gorgon head that bobs up and down in the most bullshit way possible that makes them impossible to fucking dodge and it gets even worse when the stupid fucking game spawns the cunts on the same level of elevation you were when you killed the first one meaning that the bastards are always gonna be too high to whip when they get close enough and-

Dusk's ears perked and his muscles tensed at just the right moment, throwing himself sideways as an earth-shattering roar came form the ceiling followed by the buxom, orange, and... wood-laced form of a Timber-werewolf. Dusk rolled back to his feet, hand tearing his whip from its holster and cracking the steel-tipped leather weapon angrily.

Dusk looked over the beast before him, noticing the tell-tale signs of infection of the worst of all diseases: awootism.

The creature had once been like him: just a normal pony making their way downtown, walking fast, places passed, as she was home-bound. Her nude body was a beautiful coat of orange, trimmed and well-maintained, a cutie mark of apples sitting right on the side of that bodacious badonkadonk. A tail as thick and full as her ass flowed from over the top of it, matching the long, gorgeous mane.

But the disease was all-too set-in, incurable at this point. She had the scent of the beast, of hunger, and a lack of the ability to interpret subtle queues made in social situations. Her limbs, once pretty and pony, were now coated in gnarled wood, meaning that while she probably did really well at opening jars with how much friction it would make, it probably meant she gave really bad handjobs...

Or really good ones, if you had a splinter fetish.

Her face was coated in a domino mask of gnarled bark, holes broken through the thick material to allow her glowing green eyes to shine out, emanating a sickly smoke that came standard with awootism: vaping.... The beast stomped her wooden foot into the ground, cracking the cold stone beneath it.

She bared her pearly-white fangs, mumbling something in a southern drawl that was as arousing as it was incomprehensible. Probably something about NASCAR and how the confederate flag totally isn't racist despite it literally being a war flag created by an army that fought and died in the defence of slavery. What a sick and twisted being!

She hunkered down, preparing to charge towards him and unleash her 'southern pride', only to have Dusk throw up a hand as he noticed something.

"Oh, shit, hold up," he said, looking down at the leather whip with an annoyed expression.

"What?" asked the mighty Timber-werewolf, wooden eyebrow peaking with an earthly crack.

"I, uh, forgot to whack some of the candles on the way in here," Dusk said with a heavy sigh, traipsing about the room and slapping several candelabras with his whip and picking up the power-ups that fell from them. "I'm not about to start a boss fight when this thing hits like a wet noodle in its leather mode."

"I feel ya," she shrugged. "This kinda shit never happened after the series went all RPG."

"Ugh, finally somebody who agrees with me on that one," Dusk said, hearing the satisfying warping sound as his whip transformed into the metal, morning star-tipped steel whip. "And the fact they stopped taking your items off you after a death."

"Preach, brother," she shrugged, suddenly harshening up again and bearing her fangs. "Now, die!"

"Before that, can I get your name?" Dusk asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh... I guess I don' mind," she said with a shrug. "It's Applejack. Now why'd ya'll wanna know?"

"Just so when I win and breed you like the hot little bitch that you are, I know what to put on your collar," Dusk said, swinging the whip threateningly and smiling as the metal rang out menacingly.

"N-Now, hol' on a second!" Applejack exclaimed, eyes widening and cheeks flushing red. "Ya'll wanna do what now?"

"Make you one of my brood bitches," Dusk shrugged. "Put a nice lil' collar on you, sit you on my lap and pet you for a few hours a day, and then fuck you so hard that you cum your soul out and then fuck it right back into you."

"P-Pet?" she asked, breathing rather huskily now.

"What's wrong? The big pup never been pet before?" Dusk asked, smiling playfully at the seven foot tall Timber-werewolf.

"I ain't... nobody ever... people wanna do that?" she asked in bewilderment. "Ever since I got this disease, nobody's wanna to do nothin' but cut my head off."

"When did you get the disease?" Dusk questioned.

"Couple'a days after I got my flu vaccine," she shrugged.

Of course.

"So, if petting's getting you that excited, you wanna treat, too?" Dusk asked, curling the whip back up and placing it back in its holster.

"What're you offerin'?" she asked.

"Nice big piece of meat," Dusk smirked, unbuttoning his pants and sliding his nine-inch flaccid cock out, grinning as Applejack's eyes lit up with ferocious desire. "C'mere, girl."

Her doggy instincts kicked in immediately, leaping over to him and dropping to her haunches, tail (somehow) wagging furiously as her long, long tongue draped out of her mouth and a few inches lower then her chin. Her clawed paws dug into the ground, tearing up chunks of rock as she waited excitedly, panting loud enough to sound like bat wings beating as Dusk ran a hand over her head.

"You gonna be a good dog-slut?"

"Yeah."

"You gonna get fucked day and night by your master?"

"Yeah!"

"You gonna get bred every six months and give me lots of beautiful puppies?"

"Yeah!" Applejack exclaimed happily, pouncing forwards onto Dusk and wrapping her paws around the base of his cock.

Her tongue wrapped around it with enough dexterity to make Dusk's eyes widen instantly. He held back a growl as her wet dog-tongue slobbered all over his cock, her hot breath coating it in warmth and moisture as it began to harden at the speed of a champion sprinter. Applejack's eyes widened in amazement as it kept growing and growing, soon as thick as Dusk's forearm and standing at an enormous full-mast.

"Applejack, baby, do you wanna be a good girl?" Dusk asked playfully.

"Always," she growled in an unbelievably serious tone.

"Then... would you mind turning around and sitting that phat fucking ass on my face, please?" Dusk smirked. "And not getting off until I say so?"

"Anything for you, master!" Applejack exclaimed, whirling around like a hurricane and planting that massive, orange backside right on his muzzle.

The smell was over-powering within a second of it being present, Dusk's eyes rolling back at the faintest hint of her mare musk, dick twitching eagerly as he buried his mouth in her pussy. Fingers clapped to her dough-soft ass a moment later, sinking into the enormous, apple-bottom backside the second he applied pressure. He'd need hands twice as large and twice as many of them to be able to fully encompass this globe of a posterior, her bountiful butt forming an almost air-tight seal around his face from the sheer size of the fucker.

AJ got to work on his cock, a dog with her bone, as her tongue returned to being wrapped around that titanic, purple shaft. She slobbered eagerly up and down it, hearing and feeling vibrations in her pussy from Dusk moaning at her surprising level of skill with naught but her tongue. It slathered every inch of the many inches with thick dog-spit, her tongue pumping up and down the entire length like a piston as she eagerly drank down the Hunter's pre like a dog in a heat wave.

The dick made it's way into her mouth with a gentle buck of Dusk's femmy hips, but even his buxom booty provided no battle against the bountiful breadth of the big bitch's breeding body. Her hips were nearly as wide as a grown man's torso, ready to have an entire army's worth of puppies pass through them. He felt they needed to be that big and broad solely just to give something for her ass to fit onto, being wider, thicker, and denser than Dusk's entire girly-boi torso.

Applejack began grinding her ass back against Dusk, the mix of spit, sweat, mare lube, and sex wiping the hunter's mind and making him think of nothing more than rutting a litter of the most beautiful horse-dogs into Applejack's fertile womb... and then once that was over and done with, her was gonna plough her ass like a farmer's field. Fingers gripped and squeezed the seemingly-infinite ass before him, rolling all over it, kneading, slapping, and pressing it down harder against his face. He threw his hips forwards repeatedly, dicking AJ's mouth with gusto as she kept her plump, orange lips around it as good and tight as a good girl should.

And she was a very good girl.

He grabbed hold of her thick, blonde tail and twizzled it round his fingers, tugging gently at it and seeing it get a good reaction from the little whore riding his face, her dulcet moans making his cock twitch in an eager manner as it continued to dunk itself into her gullet. She took him as deep as it would go, swallowing down fifteen inches of perfection into her whore mouth, proving herself more than worthy of the title of 'best blowjob dog'. Dusk eagerly fucked her mouth and ate her pussy, tongue stabbing into the apple-flavoured beast cunt before him, spreading and devouring every inch of her tight, tasty cove that he could get his mouth into.

He could hear AJ panting in a desperate, close manner as her orgasm found itself fast approaching. Despite being a big and burly bitch, she seemed to be quite the quick shot in their little soiree. She threw her head back and howled loudly, pussy clamping down on his tongue as a flood of apple juice came pouring out of her cunt, soaking his muzzle with the best thing ever since infinite continues.

Dusk found himself still going strong, nowhere close to cumming and more than eager to do so in her sweet little mouth. He used a burst of magic, enhancing his strength and throwing the enormous werewolf off him, soon repositioning himself to have her on her back with his dick in her mouth once again.

"Ready to get that throat destroyed?" he asked in a confident manner, stripping out of his leather armour and finally going in the full nude, exposing his svelte, toned body to the hungry she-wolf.

"Mmph," she said with as much of a nod as you can muster with over a foot of cock in your mouth.

Dusk leaned over her body, mouth locking onto one of her enormous tits and sucking it, all the while pretty much giving her throat the missionary position. His eyes closed after a matter of moments, losing himself to the experience of her throat clutching every single wet inch of his titanic dick, the apple-flavoured tit before him, and the visceral scent of mare cum that was wafting up from between the little doggy-whore's legs.

He'd made a good choice coming to this castle. What had started off as a simple and routine 'whip candles and destroy monsters' had turned into a fully-submerged dive into who-knows how much pussy. All for him to enjoy to himself, using his now-holy cock to tame and breed hot bitches like this in pretty much every room he went into. He thought of his older sister while pounding Applejack's throat, wondering if she was stuck in a castle fighting a crazed necromancer who wanted to unleash a world-ending plague, or battling against hordes of skeletons eager to start the next stage of war, with their rattling and trumpets.

And here he was, getting his rocks off inside two bitches in the last ten minutes that were now part of his own little harem. Life was good for the twinky little Monster Slayer, and it was only set to get better once he had this orange and wet puppy cumming her brains out and adding more branches to the Sparkle family tree.

He felt his orgasm fast-approaching, eyes screwing shut and full, sloshing balls tightening against his body as he unleashed the torrent inside his furry little whore, cumming buckets into her maw and filling her tight little tummy up to the bursting point, swelling it out further and further as he continued to pump more and more into her.

His tongue lolled from his mouth, drooling spit down onto AJ's neck as his mental functions stopped for a good minute or two, eventually pulling out of her mouth and spurting the last of his first load onto her enormous tits, soaking her with his seed and marking the good girl for the first time in a series of many.

"F-Fuck..." Dusk groaned, collapsing backwards onto the cold stone and panting, his cock twitching and cumming little spurts of Sparkle Semen onto his chest as he stared up at the ceiling. "Guess I'm still not fully-recovered from last time..."

Was a real shame Applejack still had the energy left.

She pounced on top of Dusk once again, eyes narrowed in anger as she began grinding her soaking wet cunt against his cock, growling threateningly as she tried to get him hard again.

"Breed," was all she snarled at him, causing the Hunter to roll his eyes and nod along submissively.

"Alright... I promised my bitch a bone, didn't I?" he chuckled.

He clapped one hand to her ass and another to his own length, stroking it back to full mast before guiding it to her entrance. The heat from her cunt was radiating outwards, warming Dusk's wet shaft while still being inches away from it. Their was a communal lip bite as he pushed inside her, sinking inch after inch deep inside her until her hilted in her womb, at the perfect depth to breed this gorgeous little puppy whenever he was fit to blow.

He exhaled loudly once he was as deep as he could go, looking up at Applejack's quivering lips and rolled-back eyes as she began grinding herself on his dick, swirling her enormous hips around to get herself ready for a hard hammering.

"Fuck, you're tight," Dusk growled.

"Thanks, you're pretty cool too, partner" Applejack nodded in kind.

With another roll of his eyes and a hefty sigh, Dusk clapped both of his hands to that monstrous ass and began hammering into her. Her pleasure was obvious and immediate, dick bulging out of her cum-stuffed stomach as she threw her ass back against him. The fucking was wet, loud, and hard, Dusk almost losing his ability to see straight and think clearly as the werewolf riding his dick was able to control her inner muscles in an astonishing fashion.

Clenching, tensing, and tugging in every sweet spot he had on his dick in a way that was almost too much to handle. Biting down hard on his lip once again, he relaxed his cock and focused solely on pounding her, trying desperately not to cum so soon as he was unwilling to bear the embarrassment. The look on AJ's face told him she was on another planet right now, drooling thick spit from her lolling tongue down onto her cum-soaked jugs, eyes almost rolled back into her skull as her bark-tipped fingernails dug chunks out of the stone floor they lay on.

He hit home again and again inside that tight snatch, dick soaked and warmed through to the core by one of the best pussies he'd ever fucked. Sex was often a common reward when dealing with contracts on evil places, and he'd slain nearly as much rich and powerful MILF cunt as he had monsters hiding in the dark. He'd been around the block enough times to write a map on it, and yet Applejack's devilishly-tight pussy was a new street he never wanted to get out of.

Heavy breaths tore from the both of them, Dusk's fingers sinking into the stacked slut's doughy ass as he rutted her harder and harder, small chest heaving dramatically as he watched the dog-whore's tits bounce over and over again, throwing around enough weight to be lethal if it hit somebody wrong.

The young and hung hunter was soon at his limit, throwing his head back for a second time and cumming a river into his pretty pet's waiting pussy. AJ came hard and fast herself, her already-stuffed stomach being ballooned out even further as her womb was filled up like a pool in the summertime; cum, thick as glue, being dumped inside her by the bucket load as Dusk's seemingly-endless supply of sperm and semen knocked her doggy cunt up in a matter of seconds.

Dusk watched as the big bitch toppled backwards herself, falling off his cock and sending the rest of his load spurting several feet up into the air, soaking the both of them down to the skin as it landed in a wet, splattering fashion. They lay still on the floor, a river of cum leaking out of Applejack's swollen womb as Dusk stared at his own cum-soaked form.

"Do... do you guys have a shower anywhere in this place?" he asked, getting up on his elbows and watching his wolf-slut finger her cunt with a horny expression on her face.

"Down the hall, to the right, up the stairs with the hanging corpses, and the third door on the left of the first corridor," Applejack said with a tired expression, watching Dusk get to his feet.

He looked down at his armour, seeing it soaked through with semen and ladycum after having been in the splash tone. He shook his head with a sigh, merely taking the whip and belt from his ensemble and fastening it around his nude form, allowing his knee-length cock to hang free and even help illuminate the darkened halls thanks to its holy enchantment.

"You gonna be ready to leave with me when I finish breeding all the other sluts in here?" Dusk asked with a cocked eyebrow and an exhausted smile.

"Y-Yes, Master," she nodded, winking playfully at him as he began to stride past her.

"Oh," he said, all of a sudden coming to a stop.

He raised his hand to chest height, charging his fingers with magic before snapping them loudly, unleashing a purple aura around his fingertips and AJ's neck. The aura soon formed into a brown leather collar, matching the brown of the wood that coated the beautiful werewolf's body, fitted with a golden nameplate that just said 'cumdump' on it.

"You're welcome, baby," Dusk said, winking over his shoulder before heading off to find a shower.