Harem Scare-Him

Turning to my right, I began my walk down the hallway to my destination, leaving the door to the library behind. Eventually, the beam of my flashlight fell upon a plain wooden door at the end of the hall. Advancing towards it, I saw that there was yet another note attached to its surface.

You’d better prepare yourself for what lies ahead, because the monster behind this door is more ferocious than any you have met so far. This peculiar beast crawled out of the murkiest waters of the most remote swamp in the world, and has come here to satisfy its hunger for manflesh. I sure hope you can swim, or you’ll be swiftly gobbled up by this prehistoric predator.

Taking a deep breath, I placed my hand on the door handle and gently pushed it open. Beyond the door was a large room with a high ceiling and tall windows in its exterior walls that let in ample amounts of moonlight. With the extra illumination, I had no trouble whatsoever seeing the full-sized swimming pool that dominated the room. A strip of tiled floor surrounded the pool on each side, allowing easy passage around it. Shutting the door behind me, I tentatively walked further into the room.

Walking up to the edge of the pool, I saw that the water was dark and murky, preventing me from seeing down to the bottom. The surface was covered with natural debris such as sticks, lilypads, and what looked like clumps of algae. Clusters of reeds stuck out in several spots, helping to give the pool an authentic, natural look. I could detect no movement either on the surface or beneath it; the water may have looked lifeless, but I knew better than to think that it was. I knew that there was something else in the room with me, the only question was what.

Backing away from the pool, I cast my gaze around the room once again. There was little else I could see other than the pool itself, just a few towels carelessly strewn across the floor and a couple of pool chairs scattered about. Looking closely, I did notice something on one of the chairs at the far end of the room that seemed notable. I couldn’t tell what it was from where I stood; it looked like some oddly-shaped object was sitting on the chair, covered by a towel. As I had no other ideas of what I was meant to be doing, I decided to walk around and see what it was.

I traversed the edge of the pool cautiously, not wanting to slip and fall into the ominous-looking water. Unfortunately, I was focusing so much of my attention of the ground beneath my feet that I didn’t notice the ripples that danced across the surface of the water. Eventually, I made it to the other side and approached the suspicious chair. I stood before it with the pool to my back, which was not the smartest decision in hindsight. As I looked down at the long, reclining chair, I saw that the object I had noticed was indeed something covered by a towel. So curious was I about the mysterious object that I failed to notice the ripples in the pool moving closer to the edge where I was standing.

Tentatively, I reached out and grasped the towel covering the object and lifted it off. Casting the towel aside, I saw, to my surprise, a plush alligator toy sitting on the chair, looking up at me with its lifeless eyes. My surprise was even greater when I realized that I recognized this particular stuffed animal. “Gummy?” I said in disbelief. “But if you’re here, then...” My train of thought was interrupted as I noticed a small piece of paper clutched in one of the gator’s claws. As I reached for the paper, the ripples reached the edge of the pool, and something silently emerged from the inky water and climbed up onto the ground behind me. The paper contained a short message consisting of only three words, three words that sent a shiver up my spine: “LOOK BEHIND YOU”.

It was at that moment that I noticed the soft patter of drops of liquid falling onto the hard floor behind me. My heartbeat quickened and my hands began to shake as my mind filled with thoughts as to what horrible thing could be lurking just a few feet away from me. Gulping loudly, I slowly rotated my head to see what manner of foul creature was preparing to ambush me. As my eyes fell upon it, I saw it open its mouth wide and bare its pearly-white teeth at me. “Rawr!” the creature bellowed, brandishing its claws at me menacingly. So startled was I by this that I let out a yelp and lurched backwards reflexively, falling down onto the soft pad of the pool chair and dropping my flashlight.

As I recovered from my shock, I looked back up at the creature that towered above me. For a monster, she wasn’t all that horrific; her bright pink skin and soft body made her look more like a sweet dessert than a creature from the deep. Her bare feet were attached to plump legs with thighs thick enough to overshadow even Applejack’s. Her similarly large hips were clad in a small, green, scale-print bikini bottom which left little to the imagination. Her stomach was covered in a noticeable layer of fat, making her look chubby in an attractive, feminine way.

Above her stomach hung a pair of massive, teardrop-shaped breasts, barely contained by a tiny bikini top that matched its counterpart down below. Slung across her back was what looked like a scuba tank that was attached to a mouthpiece that laid on her chest. Like the rest of her body, her face was round and plump, giving her a youthful, girlish look. Her plump lips were pulled back in a wide smile, showing off the dimples in her cheeks. Her eyes were covered by a pair of goggles with large, yellow lenses with thin, catlike irises in their centers. Her hair was contained by a swimming cap that matched the pattern of her bikini and even had small, decorative fins running along it to complete the image.

She gasped loudly, her posture changing from a menacing one to an exuberant one. “Did I scare ya? Did I? Did I? Did I?” she said quickly in a cheery, bubbly voice.

My momentary shock quickly faded as I realized who was talking to me. A smile broke out on my face and I chuckled in relief. “You sure did, Pinkie,” I said.

“Yes!” said Pinkie Pie, pumping the air in triumph. “The old ‘wait in the water and jump out at them while they’re distracted by the alligator’ trick never fails.” Pinkie leaned down and picked up Gummy, whom I had knocked to the floor in my panic. “And it’s all thanks to you.” She raised gummy to her lips and planted a motherly kiss on the gator’s snout, before gently setting him down on a towel laying nearby.

“Now that we’ve got the spooky stuff out of the way,” she said, looking down on me with a smile, “we can move on to the sexy stuff.” Reaching to her shoulders, she swiftly slid the air tank off of her, setting it down on the ground. Next she reached up and pulled her goggles up onto her forehead, revealing her big, blue eyes. She slowly advanced towards me, a playfully seductive expression on her face.

When she reached the chair, she climbed onto it on her hands and knees, crawling over me. She leaned her head and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me deeply. Her long, strong tongue quickly snuck its way between my lips, seeking out my own tongue and pulling it into an intense wrestling match. While we kissed, I raised my hands to her chest and gently grasped her breasts, squeezing them softly. Pinkie moaned into my mouth as I massaged the mountains of flesh spilling out of her pathetic excuse for swimwear.

I could feel her hard nipples standing tall and erect through the thin fabric of her bikini, just begging to be teased. Taking them between my fingers, I lightly pinched them, making Pinkie squeal and break our kiss. She looked into my eyes with a wicked grin on lips. “You like my big party balloons, don’t you?” she said. “Why don’t I give you a better look?”

Pinkie scooted forward and sat down on my hips, putting me at eye level with her breasts. She reached up and slipped her fingers under her bikini, pulling both halves off to the side and exposing her big, pink nipples. She used her arms to smoosh her breasts together, creating a huge line of cleavage between the massive twins. “Go ahead,” she said enticingly. “Have a taste.”

Needing no further invitation, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in, plunging my face into her soft, warm flesh. I nuzzled each of her breasts in turn, licking, kissing, and even nibbling them gently. A stream of sensual noises flowed from Pinkie’s lips, each minute touch eliciting a different sound. My lips eventually made their way to her nipples, wrapping around them one after the other and sucking vigorously. I drew her thick nubs deep into my mouth, lapping at them as if I expected milk to flow forth. Despite carrying no creamy goodness within them, her breasts were delectable all the same.

I suckled her breasts for a good few minutes before I felt Pinkie place her hands on my head and gently push me back. Her loud moaning came to an end as I lost contact, and I looked up at her to see what she was doing. “As fun as this is,” she said, breathing heavily, “I think it’s time we get the real party started.” I loosened my grip on her as she pulled back, scooting back down the chair until she was kneeling over my legs. Leaning forward, she reached for my pants and deftly undid my button and zipper before pulling both my pants and underwear down my legs. She looked down at my stiff member hungrily, licking her lips all over.

“Besides,” Pinkie said, looking back at me, “I know what you really want to play with.” She quickly spun around in the chair, kneeling down facing away from me and giving me an unobstructed view of her backside. Pinkie Pie had the biggest, plumpest, and roundest butt of any student at Canterlot High, and she knew it. I had seen her prance through the halls of school, her jiggly cheeks drawing the lustful gazes of almost every man around, and even those of some women. The sight of her glorious butt sitting right before my eyes was almost overwhelming.

Pinkie slowly backed up towards me, her cheeks jiggling with each movement she made. Her itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny green scaled monsterkini was almost completely swallowed up by the cleavage, looking more like a thong than something suitable for public bathing. When her hips were hovering right above my own, she reached down and hooked a finger under her bikini bottom, pulling it to the side. She arched her back, thrusting her smooth, puffy lips out toward me proudly. A clear, warm liquid that was definitely not water dripped from them down onto my member.

Pinkie wiggled her hips seductively, making her cheeks wobble like gelatin. “Well, come on,” she said playfully. “It’s not gonna stick itself in!” Her voice broke me out of my trance, and I quickly moved to follow her lead. I reached down and grasped my member, angling it upwards toward her dripping pussy. I rubbed my head back and forth across her lips, the sensation making both of us moan.

Not having the patience to wait any longer, I pushed my tip in between her lips up to her entrance. In response, Pinkie slowly lowered herself down onto me, taking me into her tight passage one little bit at a time. She moaned and squealed with every inch deeper I went, until her hips finally came to rest on my own, my tip reaching all the way up to her cervix. She took a moment or two to catch her breath and get used to the pressure inside of her. When she was ready, she slowly raised her hips back up until only my head remained inside of her. Pausing only a moment for dramatic effect, she slammed her hips back down, the rapid penetration eliciting a loud moan from both of us.

Pinkie repeated this process over and over again, slowly lifting up until I was almost out of her, then slamming back down as forcefully as she could. Each collision of our hips sent out a loud slapping noise that echoed throughout the cavernous room. In addition, the forceful impacts sent large ripples through her plump cheeks, making them wobble for a few seconds before coming to a rest again. Pinkie gradually increased the speed of her bouncing; our hips were soon making contact for only a fraction of a second before parting again. The feel of her tight walls gripping me, the sound of her erotic wailing, and the sight of her thick butt jiggling combined to form an overwhelming sensory experience.

Watching her cheeks move so obscenely filled me with uncontrollable desire. My hands seemed to move of their own accord, reaching out and seizing hold of them roughly. I sunk my fingers into the soft flesh, kneading it like dough as she continued to bounce. Every firm squeeze made her let out another lewd moan; every pinch made her squeal adorably. Spurred on by her vocalizations, I began pulling her butt down with each of her downward thrusts. In addition, I bucked my hips upwards in time with her, making our collisions even more violent.

We kept up this up for quite a while, each of us coaxing the other to even greater heights of pleasure. Eventually though, we reached the extent of our endurance, and we were forced to let our climaxes take hold of us. Pinkie slammed her hips down one final time, the forceful thrust pinning me down against the chair. A loud, feminine scream pierced the air as I felt her walls clamp down around me and a torrent of warm liquid spray onto me. I squeezed her butt and growled as my own orgasm hit me, and I began shooting burst after burst of seed against the entrance to her womb. Our bodies trembled and shook as we rode out the waves of our orgasms, each one sending another surge of pleasure through my mind.

When our shared moment of euphoria finally started to subside, and I finished pumping every drop I could into her, our bodies finally gave out. I fell limply onto the chair behind me, while Pinkie collapsed forward onto her stomach. Both of us laid there for a while, breathing heavily and enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking. The ever-energetic Pinkie was the first to recover, pushing herself up on her shaky limbs and slowly lifting up her hips. My member slid out of her with a lewd, wet noise and fell limply onto my stomach. A small trickle of our combined fluids leaked out of her, dribbling down onto my balls.

Pinkie slowly turned herself around to face me once again, letting me see the abnormally serene expression on her face. She glanced down between my legs and wordlessly leaned down towards the spot. She gently licked up every drop of our liquids that still coated my skin and swallowed them down. With her dextrous tongue, she soon had me as clean as ever, disregarding her saliva. When she finished, the crawled further up the chair, lying on top of me with her head resting on my shoulder.

We embraced each other weakly and laid there peacefully as we finished recovering. I lowered my head and planted gentle kisses on her forehead, while lightly stroking her back. Pinkie raised her head and met my lips with hers, and we exchanged a series of short, weak smooches. A minute later, we pulled back and gazed into each other’s eyes, smiling weakly at each other. My smile faded when I realized that I would soon have to leave her.

“I guess you’re gonna tell me I have to move on now,” I said.

Pinkie’s smile lessened a bit as well. “I really wish you didn’t have to go,” she said. “But if you stayed here with me, it wouldn’t be fair to all the other monsters you still have to beat.”

“I suppose you’re right,” I said. “So, where do I have to go next?”

Pinkie rolled over and pointed a finger towards the corner of the room at the edge of the mansion. “Just head out through the back door over there,” she said. “Once you’re outside, it’s just a hop, skip, and a jump to the garden. You should be able to see the gate once you’re out there.”

“Alright,” I said, committing her instructions to memory.

I must have had a wistful expression on my face as I looked back at her, as she tried to comfort me. “Don’t worry, baby,” she said. “You’ll see me again real soon. I promise.”

“I look forward to it,” I said, leaning in and giving her one last deep kiss.

“See you later, alligator,” she said when we parted again.

“In a while, crocodile,” I said.

Begrudgingly, I hauled myself out from under Pinkie and back up onto my feet. A moment of dizziness passed as my blood readjusted itself for my new position. Reaching down, I pulled my clothing back up to its proper place. I was a bit damp after my romp with Pinkie, but I figured that I would dry out fairly quickly if I was going outside. I turned and took one last look at Pinkie, who was stretched out on the pool chair in a seductive position. She smiled at me and gave me a wink.

I smiled back at her as I began walking away, picking up my flashlight and heading towards the corner she had indicated. Once there, I found a door that presumably led out to the back of the mansion. I took hold of the handle and slowly opened the door, stepping out into the cool night air once again. I closed the door behind me and took a deep breath, taking in the earthy scent that wafted on the breeze. When I was ready, I set off towards my next destination, and the monster I was sure to find there.