The Ponyville Public-Use Pillory

Chapters

Dash's Day of Discipline
Applejack Gets Taught a Lesson
Pinkie's Public "Punishment" (contains futa scenes)
Rarity's Ponyville Days
Airtight Twilight
Twilight Gets a Brain Blast
Favors for Fluttershy (Futa)
The Magic of Futa-Friendship Grows

Dash's Day of Discipline

The light of the sunrise crested the tops of the houses on Main Street as Rainbow Dash trotted towards Town Hall. On either side of her, Twilight and Spike marched her to the stocks. The pillory stood next to Town Hall - Far enough from the entrance not to be a hindrance to ponies going about their business, but prominent enough that all could see if there was a pony in the stocks available for public relief.

The stocks had been in Ponyville since the first years of its founding. Ponyville's first pillory had been built by Applejack's ancestors as a way to punish those who broke the town's more minor laws as a normal pillory, but Granny Smith had changed that. Back when Granny was a nubile young mare (an image that everypony had some trouble imagining), she had constantly been getting herself thrown into the stocks on purpose so she could flirt with stallions passing by instead of keeping her head down and taking her punishment. Eventually, the stallions decided enough was enough - In front of Town Hall, the square, and everyone, a stallion had reared up and mounted her.

That had started the tradition of ponies in the stocks being considered fair game for public use from sunrise to sunset. It was a creative punishment that raised the town's morale. As Ponyville's resident princess, the duty of placing ponies in the pillory now fell to Twilight. She had been put off by the tradition when she first came to Ponyville. She had even considered it barbaric. Now, it was one of her favorite duties.

"Look, is all of this really necessary?" asked Rainbow Dash as Twilight unlocked the latch on the sturdy pillory, opening the top half. "I mean, I barely broke any laws." It wasn't like anyone had gotten hurt. Dash had just been practicing reaching top speed. How was that a crime?

"Rainbow Dash, you did a Sonic Rainboom in the middle of town," Twilight corrected Rainbow. "For pony's sake, you were right outside the castle. You broke every single window in the place." Twilight stood beside the pillory, a merciless expression on her face.

Dash rolled her eyes. "Ugh, fine." She wouldn't like it, but Rainbow Dash wasn't about to weasel out of her punishment. Resting her head and front hooves in their places in the stocks, Spike reached up to close the top half.

"It's a bit too high," he explained, reaching for it on his tip-toes. pulling on Dash's tail, he lifted himself onto her back so he could reach the stocks. With a heavy THUD the stocks swung down in place, and Spike locked the latch back up.

"There, nice and secure", Twilight assessed, nodding her head, satisfied that Dash was in place. "Come on, Spike. Let's get back to the castle."

Rainbow Dash expected Spike to hop off of her back as he shimmied backward, but instead, he put one claw on either side of her waist. "You go on without me, Twilight," he said as he hopped partway down, still holding onto her hindquarters as he swung behind her.

"I'm going to take the first turn."

Rainbow yelled, "Wait, I'm not ready for tha-AAHH!" as Spike pushed his dragon-dick into her pussy, ignoring her protests.

Twilight shrugged. She commented, "Take your time, Spike," as if she wasn't watching her assistant penetrate one of her close friends. "Just remember I need you to take notes during my meeting at lunch, okay?" she added before trotting away, leaving Spike to fuck Rainbow Dash. Dash tried to hold in her grunts as Spike speared her, pushing into her with the irregular, spaded tip of his dragon-dick.

Spike was hanging onto Dash's rear, looking almost like he had stopped halfway through climbing up onto her back. Every time Spike thrust into her tight hole, Dash clenched her teeth. Spike fucked her at a quick, uneven pace, humping her with youthful vigor. Rainbow couldn't see him, but he wore an expression of pure lusty bliss, his tongue lolling out of his open mouth.

As Spike smacked his hips into Rainbow Dash over and over again ponies began to pass by, morning traffic trickling along the street. Ponies stopped and pointed at them, whispering and giggling. It had been a while since anypony was put in the pillory; Ponyville was a peaceful place. Dash blushed furiously, hating being put on the spot like this.

Spike, however, was completely ambivalent to the onlookers, fucking Rainbow Dash's hole with little regard to who, if anypony, was watching. Dash was surprised how big the little dragon's cock was. Bucking his hips with all his might, the spaded tip of his cock pressed against the entrance to her womb whenever he drove into her.

Spike's thrusts grew to a fevered pitch as he lunged forward, hilting himself into Dash. As his cock pulsed, about to cum, Spike ground his hips forward into her. He squeezed in just close enough to push his tip harder against her womb's entrance, popping the spaded head past her cervix.

Spike roared, a bit of green fire leaking from his nostrils as his penis pumped out thin ropes of dragon jizz, injecting them straight into Rainbow Dash's womb. Dash felt the warmth blossoming inside of her, like a hot drink on a cold day. She could feel Spike's nuts tighten up as he pumped his load into her, pressed against her crotch.

After a few minutes, Spike slid his hot, slick member out of Dash's hole, wiping it on her flank before hopping down. He called out, "Thanks for the ride, Rainbow Dash. See you tomorrow!" before skipping back to the castle, leaving her to attend to her next patron.

Dash nervously watched the road, expecting somepony to walk up from the street and shove their stallionhood into her steamy snatch. Instead, somepony glided down from the clouds, landing beside her.

"Whoa, what are you doing in the stocks, Dash?"

Rainbow Dash turned her head a bit to see Thunderlane walk up alongside her. She shrugged, "What can I say? My moves are so rad they gotta keep me locked up." She and Thunderlane shared a chuckle.

Then she noticed his erect stallionhood bobbing up and down as he laughed.

"Well, I'm gonna take a turn with your ass, then," Thunderlane announced as he trotted over to Dash's hindquarters.

"Come on, dude," Dash pleaded, "Give me a break, just this once?."

Thunderlane shook his head, "No chance, Rainbow Dash. This is my chance to get even for all those times you made me cover for you back on the weather team."

"But I --"

"And all the times you called me 'Blunder-Lane' in front of the mares at flight camp."

"I don't think --"

"And when you put that embarrassing photo of me in the weekly Wonderbolt newsletter."

"That was just a prank, dude!"

Thunderlane shrugged, lining his cock up with Rainbow Dash's tail-hole. "Well, then think of this as a prank." Right before he plunged forward, he smiled, adding, "In fact, it's so funny you might bust a gut."

Thunderlane bucked forward, stretching out Dash's backdoor. She whined, hissing air through her gritted teeth. She had mentally prepared herself to have her pussy claimed, but Dash was woefully unprepared for visitors taking the rear entrance. Thunderlane sawed in and out, burying more of his cock into Dash with each forward thrust.

Unused to anal insertions, Rainbow Dash reckoned Thunderlane had bottomed out when she felt a thud against her entrance. "Thank Celestia," Dash muttered, "I don't think I could take any more." Unfortunately, Thunderlane was nowhere near all the way in. That was just his medial ring.

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth to make a remark to Thunderlane right before he plunged his medial ring into her hole, along with the remaining length of his cock. Instead of a snide remark, the sound that escaped her mouth was a squeaky whine, so high pitched it was on the edge of hearing.

"Ha! That may be the girliest sound I've ever heard you make, Dash," Thunderlane laughed.

Dash fumed, "I'm not girly! I'm awesome and coo-oooh~!" Dash's protest was cut short with a lewd moan as Thunderlane rolled his hips, plunging his medial ring out of her, then back in.

"I dunno, Rainbow Dash, sounds pretty girly to me!"

Dash couldn't deny it. Every time his ring stretched her asshole she couldn't hold back a sound so girly that even Rarity would think it was a bit too feminine. Soon, Thunderlane had her letting out a cacophony of cute whines and moans, kept in rhythm by the percussive clap of his balls smacking against her now soaking wet pussy.

Thunderlane's hips rocked back and forth until, with one last great thrust, he pulled almost all the way out of Dash before, his tip flaring spectacularly, he plunged all the way in. Rainbow Dash let loose a whorish howl so loud it rattled the windows of the town hall as Thunderlane came inside of her, flooding her bowels with his hot, sticky cum.

After taking a minute to soak in the afterglow, Thunderlane pulled his slowly softening cock out of Dash's hole. She blushed as the Thunderlane pulled his flare out, making a wet *slorp* as it popped past her battered entrance.

"You know, Dash," Thunderlane teased, "maybe we can change your Wonderbolt nickname to 'Rain-moan Dash!" Dash gave him a glare that could pierce steel, but Thunderlane just laughed as he fluttered away.

Dash had a few more patrons throughout the day. After Thunderlane, most ponies just used her pussy, finishing quickly and moving on with their day. She didn't have the constant stream of ponies pounding her that she had been worried about, and she was even starting to relax.

Then she saw Smolder and Gallus walking up towards her.

Smolder elbowed Gallus. "See, Gal? I told you, Spike said Rainbow Dash was in the stocks today. I guess the teachers aren't as straight-edge as they like to think they are."

Gallus nodded, "Makes sense. Rainbow Dash isn't some lame egghead. She's cool, like a griffon." Dash was almost flattered.

Smolder brought Dash back to the reality of her situation, asking, "So, professor Dash, how many creatures have cum in you so far?" Dash was hesitant to answer, and was about to chastise the dragoness when she added, "If you got room for one more, Gal here has had a crush on you since day one of school."

Gallus blushed. "N-No way! I don't have a crush on our teacher!"

Smolder rolled her eyes, "Sure," before launching into an impression of Gallus,"'Hey guys, did you meet Rainbow Dash yet?' 'Back in Griffonstone, Gilda told me all about Rainbow Dash!' 'Want to see my Rainbow Dash Fan Club membership badge?' 'Did you see professor Dash's dress for the Amity Ball? It's so pretty!' 'Rainbow Dash is the coolest!' Please, don't kid yourself. I bet you've fantasized about Dash being in these stocks loads of times."

Smolder had clearly struck a nerve. Even under his plumage, Dash could tell Gallus was blushing. She hadn't realized Gallus, or for that matter, any of her students had a crush on her.

Smolder let loose one last comment, "It's not like she'll freak out over your cat-prick. If Spike was here, she's probably already taken a dragon-dick today."

Gallus blushed even deeper, unable to look Rainbow Dash in the eye. Dash sighed in resignation. He's just gonna kick himself later if he doesn't go for it now. "Take your shot, dude," she offered, flagging her tail up.

Gallus blinked, surprised at the offer. He had expected that if he tried to fuck Dash, even in the stocks, she'd be pissed off at him until graduation. "For real?"

Dash nodded, "Sure. It's not like it's anything serious. You're just taking a turn with the public use stocks." After a few seconds Gallus smiled, excitedly flying up to her.

Smolder coughed, interrupting. "Uh, Gal? I think that given your, heh, 'anatomy', you might want Dash to lube you up some before you go sticking it in her puss." Gallus nodded, agreeing, "Good idea."

Gallus went up on his hind legs, flapping his wings for balance before resting his talons on top of the pillory, giving Rainbow Dash an up-close and personal view of his prick. It really was like a cat's, tapered and barbed. Dash was about to say something, when Gallus whispered, too soft for Smolder to hear, "Thanks for letting me do this, professor. You really are the coolest."

Dash was always happy to have her ego stroked, and resolved to not just let Gallus fuck her. Instead, she'd give as good as she got. "Let me show you just how cool I can be," she said before leaning forward, gobbling his cock to the base in one smooth motion.

Gallus groaned in ecstasy as Rainbow Dash went down on him, pressing her muzzle into the tuft of feathers at his base before opening her lips and letting him withdraw before closing her mouth on his tip and diving back in. She made no contact when she pulled away, but made up for it by lavishing his cock with attention every time she bobbed in, ensuring she never went against the grain of his barbs. Gallus moaned, "Fuck...most ponies have no idea what to do with me once they're down there. Where did you learn how to suck griffon cock?"

Dash looked up and winked as she pulled back from him. "Thank Gilda for that one, dude." When she was younger, she and Gilda had, during a particularly rowdy slumber party, talked about the differences between pony and griffon anatomy. When Rainbow Dash refused to believe there was any way to fellate a barbed dick, Gilda had demonstrated her technique on a banana. At the time, Dash had trouble even imagining what a griffon dick would look like, let alone imagining that she would ever need those skills.

While Gallus moaned and dug his talons into the wood of the pillory, Dash looked over at Smolder. The dragoness was watching with rapt attention, absent-mindedly petting her pussy with one of her claws. Looks like somecreature's feeling pent up, Dash thought, forming a plan in her head.

After a few minutes Gallus gasped, "Dash, I'm going to...I'm--ahh!" Rainbow Dash sprung into action. Time for the big finish. She dove her head forward as far as she could, muzzle against his base, then stuck her tongue out, wrapping it around his balls, coating them in a warm layer of spit.

Gallus moaned, "Fuuuck!!" as his barbed member throbbed, spraying the inside of her mouth with cum. Dash pulled her tongue back in and formed a tight seal on his cock. She chose not to swallow any of it, keeping it all in her mouth for her plan.

That was easier said than done. Gilda had mentioned griffons came pretty hard, but Gallus was hosing down Dash's mouth with spunk. Her cheeks ballooned out like a chipmunk as he continued to nut, but he just kept on cumming. Unable to hold any more, Dash gagged, coughing up a spatter of cum through a gap in the seal she formed around Gallus's cock with her mouth. Even then, her cheeks were still filled with his creamy load.

She kept her mouth shut as Gallus pulled out, his barbs scraping her lips, less uncomfortable thanks to their liberal lubrication of spit and jizz. She stood in the pillory, mouth filled to burst, and sloshed the cum and spit from cheek to cheek.

"Wow, Gallus. That's gotta at least be a full cup of cum, maybe a cup and a half!" Smolder leaned in to get a closer look at Rainbow Dash's face. That was her opening.

Dash spit the cum onto Smolder's face.

It took a few long, silent seconds for Smolder to even realize what had happened. When she did, though, she was hopping mad. "E-EW!! DASH, WHAT THE FUCK!" Smolder wiped the fluids from her face and spines with her claws, sputtering out what little of it had managed to drip into her mouth. "You got Gal's gross jizz all over me!"

Rainbow Dash and Gallus, however, were laughing their asses off. "I dunno, Smolder," Gallus teased, rolling on the ground laughing. "It's a good look for you!"

Dash teased her too, "Well, you seemed like you wanted a closer look! What are you going to do to get back at me, put me in the stocks? Ha!" Dash was finally getting some fun out of her day locked in the pillory.

They both got a bit worried, however, when Smolder started to laugh, low, quiet, and with no humor. "Wow, Dash. Great prank. Very funny." Shooting a narrow stream of fire from each nostril, she clenched her claws in a fist. "Now, here's my prank."

Gallus and Rainbow Dash gulped, not knowing what to expect next.

As the sun neared the horizon, about to set, Twilight trotted back to the pillory. After a long day of paperwork, meetings, and bureaucratic process, she needed an easy task to unwind and was looking forward to checking how Rainbow's day in the stocks had been.

Evidently, it was a success.

Twilight found Rainbow Dash getting her ass reamed by Gallus. Admittedly, when she saw Spike talking to Smolder and Gallus earlier that day, she had a hunch Gallus would end up taking Dash for a spin. She hadn't expected to find Smolder kneeling behind Rainbow Dash, eating her out with ravenous zeal. The orange dragoness licked her forked tongue along Dash's cum-covered slit, stroking her own pussy with her claws as she ate her professor out.

Somehow, Smolder seemed to be covered with even more cum than Dash. And Dash, of course, was grinning from ear to ear, laughing, moaning, and goading her partners on as she got fucked.

Rainbow Dash saw Twilight and called her over. "Hey, egghead! How much longer do I got left on my sentence?" Twilight checked the sun's height.

"About eight minutes, maybe less," Twilight replied, walking over to the pillory. Dash just grinned.

"That's no problem for me," Rainbow Dash boasted. "Park that pussy over here, Twi. Bet I can make you cum before time runs out!"

Twilight smiled, trotting up in front of Rainbow Dash. This was why Twilight was so fond of the pillory; By the end of the day, it was barely a punishment at all.

Applejack Gets Taught a Lesson

Twilight hesitated in front of the stocks. "I'm sorry, Applejack. I wish I could make an exception, but the rules are the rules."

Applejack placed her head and forehooves in position, letting Twilight lock her in. "I understand, sugar-cube. I ain't one to worm out of payin' what's due." Applejack hadn't meant to cause trouble. She had just taken her eyes off her apple cart for a moment, and when she turned around it had rolled away, crashing into another market stall. Now she was being punished for destruction of private property. It was an innocent mistake, one than anypony could have made. Still, she had to pay for her carelessness if nothing else.

After Twilight left, Applejack waited nervously, restlessly tapping her rear hooves. She understood the importance of the pillory. It was her own forebears that had started the tradition. But Applejack wasn't much of a slut, and wasn't especially looking forward to strangers and neighbors having their way with her. She'd have been happy to go through the day without being used once.

But that just wasn't in the cards.

Somepony on the street shouted, "Cool, Applejack is in the stocks? I call dibs!" A blue unicorn trotted up to the stocks, passing in front of her to get to her exposed hindquarters. She saw his cutie mark, an undone safety pin.

"Yer' Pokey Pierce, right?" she asked, at least wanting to get his name before he stuck himself inside of her.

Pokey grinned. "That's right. I'm impressed you remembered it - we haven't talked much before, huh?" Applejack squirmed. It was hard to ignore that she barely knew the stallion that was about to fuck her. Not that it made much of a difference. Pokey didn't seem to mind, though, as he started to rub his length along her pussy.

After a few strokes, Applejack got a grasp at just how long Pokey's shaft was. Sweet Celestia, she thought, that colt's practically got a broom handle between his legs! Pokey's genetics had evidently led him to live up to his name. His cock dripped out a bead of precum, and as he ran his member under her Applejack felt him smear it along her undercarriage.

Pokey pulled back, and Applejack gasped in anticipation, knowing she was about to be truly penetrated by Pokey's impressive length. He plunged his meat forward into her love-tunnel, shocking her by bottoming out, entombing his entire length in her pussy with one thrust.

The shaft wasn't just long. It was surprisingly thin, barely stretching her at all with its girth. Instead of making the insertion more comfortable, though, it just meant that he had barely any resistance as he thrust his entire cock into her, poking his tip against her cervix every time his balls bumped into her clit.

A narrow cock meant that Pokey was unhindered by Applejack's tightness as he continued pumping into her snatch. Every thrust seemed to take forever as he drew himself almost entirely out of her hole before plowing all the way back in. Her mouth clenched shut, speechless as she acclimated to Pokey's length, ramming her again and again. The only sound she made was a sharp grunt every time he bumped into her cervix.

Even though Applejack wasn't much of an active participant, Pokey didn't seem to mind. Humping her relentlessly, he ground himself against her flanks, rubbing her cutie mark with his fore-hooves.

"Oh...Oh, Applejack, you're so good! I can feel your pussy pulling me in!" Pokey moaned as he bent over the hometown hero. Applejack didn't feel like her pussy was doing anything of the sort, but was flattered all the same.

A trickle of love-honey dripped from Applejack, her entrance getting wetter as Pokey speared her again and again with his dick. She let out a high-pitched whinny as he slammed himself into her, harder than before, his balls making a wet smack as they slapped against her entrance. He clutched her flanks, leaning forward. A pressure built up inside of her, releasing as his tip pushed inside of her womb.

Pokey moaned, "Applejack, I'm close...I'm gonna--" Applejack felt it. His tip flared inside of her, its width a shocking change from the rest of his cock. Pokey groaned as he came, shooting his rich cream into her. Burst after burst of cum stretched her inner walls as it flooded into her, plugged as it was by his flare.

Spent, Pokey slumped on top of Applejack, moaning in post-coital bliss. Applejack wanted to be polite, but she mentioned, "Pokey, do y'all mind? Yer kinda heavy."

Pokey responded tiredly, "What? Oh-Oh, yeah. Sorry." He tried to pull his member back.

And he was stuck.

The still-flared tip was too wide to pass her cervix. It pulled on her as he tried to yank it out, and she hissed in pain as it felt like he was tugging on her insides.

"STOP!" she yelled. "Just...just stop. Pull it out when it's gone soft."

So Pokey stayed there for a few more minutes, his cock slowly going limp as he lay on top of Applejack's hindquarters. Occasionally he would pull back a little, making her wince at the sensation of her womb getting pulled back along with his flare. All the while, ponies passed by, glancing over to see the spectacle of their hometown hero getting rutted in the stocks.

Eventually Pokey was flaccid enough to draw himself out of her. As the cock left her womb, she could feel the cum spill out into the rest of her tunnel. Applejack didn't say anything, but Pokey thanked her before planting a kiss on her cutie mark and trotting back to the street, leaving her to await her next patron.

It was going to be a long day.

Filthy Rich walked down the street on his way back from the shops with his wife, Spoiled Rich. "I wanted the Abyssinian rug, the one that matches the end tables, but the interior designer said they were out of stock," she complained. "Can you imagine? The nerve! Don't they realize that we are very important ponies?"

Filthy rolled his eyes. "Yes, dear. It must have been a harrowing experience."

This was torture. It didn't feel right to think ill of the mother of his child, but Spoiled did nothing but complain - She'd complain about him, complain about being bored, complain about their daughter's attitude, complain about not being treated like she was more important than Princess freaking Celestia.

He should have known what he was in for, marrying a mare named "Spoiled". There were times he wished he hadn't married into his own economic class. Some days he longed for the company of a mare that got her hooves dirty, that had more important things to worry about than which rug went with which table. Somepony like...

A familiar face was poking out of the stocks by Town Hall.

"Dearest," Filthy said to his wife, "to make up for them not having the rug, what if I promised to get you a new dress from Carousel Boutique?" Spoiled lit up, always eager for expensive gifts. "Pick whatever you like, and have Rarity charge it to our account. I'll meet you back home," he thought before adding, "There's something I need to do at Town Hall."

"Well, if it isn't my favorite Apple!"

Applejack snapped to attention, turning her head towards the stallion addressing her. Filthy Rich stood by the pillory, smiling at Applejack as if he was bumping into her at the market. "Whatever are you doing here?" he asked.

"Filthy -- Er, 'Mr. Rich', I think it's pretty darn clear what I'm doin' here," Applejack responded, rattling her hooves in the stocks.

Filthy barked out an artificially friendly-sounding laugh, "Ha! I suppose it is." He paused for a second, considering for a moment before he made up his mind. He trotted behind her, moving her tail aside.

Applejack gulped. "Mr. Rich, are you sure you should...I mean..," Applejack grew nervous at the idea of a stallion she knew - a family friend, even - fucking her. She couldn't refuse him while she was sentenced to the public-use pillory, but maybe she could dissuade him?

"It might affect our business relationship," Applejack mentioned, hoping that she could appeal to Filthy's love of money.

Filthy just scoffed. "Applejack, you know you can't hold anything I do while you're in the stocks against me. None of this really counts."

Applejack almost protested again, but she forgot her argument when she felt Filthy prod his tip against her entrance. "Er, Mr. Rich? Are you already flared?"

Filthy shook his head. "No, my dear." If Filthy wasn't flared, that meant his member must be incredibly thick, more than twice as wide as Pokey's had been. Filthy leaned in and spoke closer to Applejack's ear, "And you might want to relax - this is going to be quite a stretch."

He pressed himself against Applejack's folds, the force steadily building until the moment even her tight snatch couldn't keep him out. Applejack couldn't help but howl, "Buuuuuck meeeee!!" as the girthy shaft forced her lips apart, plowing through her entrance. It felt like somepony had just rammed their hoof into her. The shaft was so wide it felt like since air couldn't pass the tight seal it formed against her pussy lips, it would force the air out of her mouth by making her scream.

The massive stallionhood stretched out Applejack's inner walls to their limit. Filthy wasn't as long as Pokey Pierce, but Applejack felt every inch of his magnum cock rub against her walls. He thrust into her at a slow, leisurely pace, using her like a sex toy, taking his time. "I have to say, Applejack," he commented, "you're taking this like a champ." Applejack just groaned as her pussy was firmly pounded.

Filthy was in his own little world as he fucked the young mare. While technically nothing done in the pillory counted afterward, he knew he'd be fantasizing about fucking the young Apple for a while. He wouldn't be able to buy a barrel of cider again without thinking about this tight pussy gripping his cock.

His member plunged again into Applejack's drooling honey pot, spreading her like never before. Applejack was getting familiar with every inch of his cock as it repeatedly reamed her. She was barely able to move, but it was still exhausting. She let out an inarticulate moan as Filthy popped his fat medial ring into her, her vise-like tightness obliterated by his girth.

After a while, Filthy paused his thrusts. Applejack relaxed for a second, lulled into a false sense of security before Filthy adjusted his stance and changed his pace. No longer was he satisfied with slow, firm thrusts. Now he plunged in and out of Applejack's cunny at light speed. Applejack's moans turned to one long, unbroken wail as he rammed into her pussy again and again.

A tingle shot up Applejack's spine as he rammed into her. "M-Mister Rich!" she yelped, in a frantic tone.

*PLAP*

Filthy kept on thrusting, his speed only building faster.

*PLAP*

"Mister Rich!!"

*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*

"Filthyyyy!!!"

Filthy roared, drawing his hips back, then slamming them forward, making Applejack squeal in shock as his tip flared, letting free a deluge of cum. Her entrance was so tightly plugged by his stallionhood that the cum had nowhere to leak out. Instead, the cum kept pouring into her with nowhere to escape, giving her belly a little bump.

The pressure was relieved when Filthy pulled his member out of her, pulling on her tight folds that gripped his girth. Her inner walls contracted, pushing a glob of cum from her gaping entrance with an audible "gloop". Filthy observed the fruits of his labor, nodding in satisfaction. "An excellent performance, Miss Applejack," he commented.

Applejack just mumbled, "Ain't nothin' to it, Filthy." He shot her a stern look. "Uh...Mr. Rich."

The sun was high in the afternoon sky as Applejack slumped in the stocks, exhausted. Going on into the day she had served pony after pony. Caramel, Hayseed, Dr. Hooves, Davenport -- there were ponies she had known well, and ones she had only ever talked to a hoof-full of times.

And they had all cum inside of her.

As she shifted her hooves from side to side she could feel their warm seed sloshing around inside of her, dripping out of her entrance. She felt like if she took one more stallion she'd pass out.

The ground practically shook as Applejack saw a massive stallion trot up to her. Blinking her weariness away, she saw it was her big brother.

"Big Mac, thank Celestia yer here," she groaned, "I'm at my limit. I expected gettin' used by strangers would be the worst part, but I reckon it's been more embarrasin' gettin' plowed by ponies I know."

Mac nodded, shortly agreeing, "Eeyup, I suppose it would be."

For a while, nopony said anything as Mac stood silently in front of his sister. She blushed, trying not to dwell on all the stallions that had pumped their batter into her now thoroughly used hole. She tried not to dwell on the fact that even from the front, Mac could probably see the string of cum drizzling out of her overstuffed cooch.

Applejack took a while to catch her breath before said to her brother, "Thanks fer comin' over to check on me. It's mighty kind of you." Big Mac didn't reply, and Applejack looked over at him. "Big Mac?" she asked.

Then she looked down.

Big Mac was sporting a boner that was as long as Pokey's and as thick as Filthy's. The throbbing, red-brown pole rose and fell with Big Mac's deep, heavy breaths. She realized Mac was staring at her, his intense eyes piercing her like a lightning bolt.

"Mac," Applejack asked, "you didn't just come here to check on me, did you?"

"Nope."

"You came here to..."

"Eeyup."

Big Mac didn't say more. He didn't need to. He just trotted in front of his sister and, mounting the front of the stocks, swung his titanic member up to her face.

She could feel the heat cascading off of it. She had seen his penis before once or twice when he came out of the shower, but never this close. Never like this, never so erect, never so...primal. It bobbed up and down as blood pumped through it, its tip drifting toward her mouth, brushing against her lips. Fulfilling her duties as a mare in the stocks, Applejack opened her mouth.

And she melted away into the moment.

Applejack passionately kissed her brother's cock, closing her eyes as she licked his tip, swirling her tongue around its edge. She moaned and cooed into it, the sounds muffled by the pillar of meat. Big Mac didn't have to move a muscle. He just let his sister work, worshiping his cock with her mouth.

This wasn't a stranger's cock. It wasn't some neighbor like Filthy rich. It was her brother, her beloved brother, the most special stallion in the world to her. She loved him. She wanted to please him. She wanted to make him cum.

Once his first few inches were lubed up with spit, Big Mac shifted his hips forward, prodding Applejack's muzzle with his tip. He drawled out a one-word command, "Open." Applejack opened her mouth wide, and Mac parted her lips as he forced his cock into her mouth.

She gagged as he hit the back of her mouth, her throat muscles tensing up. Applejack was afraid she wouldn't be able to take the whole thing, to give her brother the blowjob he deserved. Mac came to her rescue, reaching a hoof down and stroking her neck, comforting her.

He whispered, "Good girl, good job..." A strong, yet gentle hoof brushed her coat.

"I love you, sis."

That did it.

Applejack relaxed, her muscles going slack as her big bro slid the last few inches of his massive shaft down her throat.

After a few seconds, the need for air hit Applejack. She grunted and, understanding, her brother pulled back. He kept his tip in her mouth, letting her breathe through her nose for a while before sinking his cock back into the depths of her throat. Her tail was flagging, revealing her soaking wet pussy, aching, drooling, hungry for her brother's cock.

Soon, Mac was breathing heavily, and started to flare. He asked, "In, or out?" Applejack answered by swallowing, massaging his shaft with her throat, while she stamped her rear hooves impatiently. Mac smiled, "I guess that's 'in', then." He pushed as deep as he could, bumping the back of his sister's head against the pillory.

Cum ripped out from Mac's flared cock, pouring into his sister. After gushing an already impressive amount, he pulled back far enough that just the tip was in her mouth, letting the next few spurts wash over her tongue. Applejack gratefully lapped up her creamy treat as it poured out of her brother's shaft.

After a few seconds, Applejack opened her mouth, letting her brother's slick member pop out. She reckoned her brother had shot all he had for this orgasm. She was wrong. His cock bobbed up as one last, delayed spurt of cum rushed out. Applejack closed her eyes as it hit her forehead, splashing up onto the brim of her hat.

"Sorry, sis," Big mac chuckled, as he took her hat off. Applejack would have ripped any other stallion apart for touching her hat, let alone getting cum on it. Instead, Applejack stuck out her tongue, diligently licking the brim of her stetson clean as her brother held it before her.

Applejack was in a blissful haze, enjoying the taste of her brother's load, enjoying the feeling of it resting in her stomach, enjoying the feeling of it running down her forehead over her muzzle. But she wasn't satisfied. She needed more.

Big Mac moved over alongside his sister, making his way to her needy, hungry marehood. She was desperate to get filled by him, desperate for him to breed her.

Then she panicked. I don't want it like this, she thought, No...Not from behind! I want to look into his eyes when he cums in me! I want him to look at his little sister's face while she cums all over his cock! She opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off.

Dipping his head down, Big Mac uttered into his sister's ear, "I'm gonna fuck you now, sis." He took two big steps back before adding, "And I'm gonna fuck you right."

Big Mac charged the stocks, knocking them over.

Applejack screamed as she went hurtling ass-over-head as the entire pillory tipped over, landing so that she was lying on her side. After a few seconds, she got her bearings back. She could look down and see behind her, now that she was on the ground. Big mac stood behind her, proud and erect.

There was no reason to ask, no need to make her beg. Mac just lined his shaft up with her dripping delta and, eager to get fucked by her big brother, Applejack raised her right leg to give him access. After he pressed his tip against her entrance, Mac didn't buck his hips forward. He stepped forward, sinking inches at a time into his sister with each pace.

Applejack was in pure bliss. As her brother plunged into her she whinnied and whined, her legs twitching like a virgin's. She could feel the other stallions' cum get pushed out, oozing around her brother as he drove further in, forced to make room for her brother's superior size. Once Big Mac stopped, she rubbed her belly, able to feel his shape through her skin. "Big Mac, you're so--"

Big Mac cut her off, passionately kissing his sister on the mouth. Applejack was happy to oblige, letting out a high pitched whine as he started to fuck her with shallow little thrusts. Every time he opened his mouth, Applejack wouldn't let him leave. She just whispered, "More," and he obeyed, diving back in for another loving, sloppy kiss, undeterred by the taste of his own seed. Mac wrestled her tongue with his, dominating her mouth even as he dominated her pussy.

It took time for a stallion to reach his second climax in a row, especially when he had cum as much as Mac had into his sister's mouth. Thankfully, this meant there was time for Applejack to hit her own peak of pleasure. Applejack felt her orgasm approach, her nethers tingling, her heart fluttering.

She whined, "Mac, you're gonna make me..." as he pounded into her. Sensing her imminent orgasm, Big Mac fucked his sister with renewed strength, set on making her cum as spectacularly as possible. Applejack moaned, "Big Mac, I'm...Sweet Celestia, Mac...ohh..."

With one powerful thrust, Mac tipped her over the edge, making her howl his name, "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAC!!" as she shuddered, squirting as she came all over his cock. He just kept on fucking her, hilting his member with every thrust. Her tail was soaked as her gushing pussy splashed against him. His sister just kept screaming his name as she orgasmed, "Mac! Maaac!"

It was an awkward position, but Applejack tried her best to twist her hips around and wrap her hind legs around her brother. He was so big she couldn't possibly wrap them all the way around his waist, but she wanted the message to be clear. "I want it in me, Mac! Fill yer sister's cooter up!"

Big Mac smiled, responding, "I wasn't plannin' on givin' you a choice this time."

Mac pushed forward as he came, pushing up dirt with his rear hooves as if he were pulling a cart. His balls clenched, his head flared, and cum gushed from his stallionhood as he nutted in his little sister. Even after having just cum in her mouth, it was still more than any of the other stallions that had used Applejack so far. It surged through her pussy, filling her up, coating her inner walls.

Applejack rubbed her belly, feeling the load fill her. She basked in the afterglow, amazed at her big brother. "Holy horseapples, Big Mac, that was a heck of a big finish." Big Mac disagreed.

"I'm not finished."

Most stallions would be down for the count after cumming two times, but Big Mac had the stamina of...well, a workhorse. Pausing only to adjust his hips and rest his head on his sister's shoulder, Big Mac started fucking his sister all over again.

Applejack groaned as her big brother pulled out of her, cumming for the fifth -- or was it sixth? -- time in a row, hosing his stallion-batter all over her belly. Applejack let out a blissful sigh as she stared up at the stars, soaking in the warmth of her brother's cum, as she felt his cock resting against her thigh. She was--

Stars?

Applejack started, trying to think. "Big Mac, what time is it?"

"It's a quarter past ten," said a mare's voice from behind Applejack. She crooked her neck over to see Twilight Sparkle standing behind her, looking at her with a slightly haughty stare.

Applejack blushed. "Twilight, I can explain--"

Twilight continued on, talking over her, "Which means your punishment ended hours ago. This," she gestured at Mac and Applejack, "isn't punishment or public use anymore. This is just public indecency." Twilight didn't seem mad. In fact, she had a smile on her face -- The smile Twilight got when she had an idea she felt was especially clever.

"Applejack, you do know what the punishment for public indecency is, don't you?"

Applejack thought for a second. When she realized what Twilight was building up to, she felt her heart flutter.

"Um...is it a day in the stocks?"

"That's right!" Twilight announced as she unlocked the stocks and helped Applejack up onto her hooves, her hips aching from Big Mac's pounding. "Now get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow." Twilight looked over at Big Mac and winked before adding, "You both do."

Pinkie's Public "Punishment" (contains futa scenes)

Getting put in the stocks was tricky for Pinkie Pie. She wasn't a bad pony, so she had to go out of her way to get herself "punished". She didn't understand why anypony thought the stocks were a punishment. It was sex, with her fellow Ponyville-ians, with no holds barred and strings attached! But Twilight only locked ponies in the stocks when they had committed some misdeed, which meant that whenever she needed to scratch her itch for some public-use, Pinkie went on a crime spree.

It was only small things. Licking other ponies' stamp collections, knocking over mailboxes, jaywalking, crank calling, racketeering - victimless crimes. This time, she had stolen a pie from Carrot Top's windowsill. It was a delightfully devilish plan, in Pinkie's opinion. There was just one snag, one terrible eventuality that she hadn't anticipated.

She had been in the stocks for a whole hour, and nobody was fucking her.

"COME ON!!!" Pinkie screamed, startling a pony walking past her to get into Town Hall. "What's a mare got to to to get some action around here?" Ponies tried not to pay attention to Pinkie as she made a scene, enticingly shaking her rump as she pleaded for a good, hard dicking. But she would not be ignored, calling out individual passersby.

Gizmo walked by on his way to the shops.

"Hey, Gizmo! Wanna go a few rounds?"

Rolling Thunder flew overhead.

"Ooh, ooh! Rolling Thunder! Fly on down and fuck your favorite filly!"

Cranky Doodle plodded by on his morning walk. Or, it was more of a morning trudge.

"Hey Cranky, instead of cranking one out, get your tail over here and give your pal Pinkie Pie a proper pussy pounding!"

Cranky muttered, "Darn sex-crazed mares, all hopped up on hormones and alliteration," as he grumpily walked away.

Pinkie sulked, her shoulders slumping as best they could with her hooves trapped in the stocks. "This is a travesty, Gummy," she said to her pet, who was dangling from a lock of her hair that his toothless jaws were clamped on. "I can't believe nopony wants to give my pie some cream filling! Surely somepony can help!"

Pinkie looked at the street corner expectantly. Nothing happened. Pinkie squirmed out of the stocks somehow and pulled out the author's outline of this chapter, rifling through the bullet points. "Let's see -- 'Pinkie gets put in the stocks on purpose' … 'Pinkie gets turned down by Gizmo, Rolling Thunder, and Cranky' … I guess I was too early!"

After squirming back into the stocks, she repeated, "Surely SOMEPONY can help!"

Mr. and Mrs. Cake rounded the corner, going on their morning walk. "Whew, I was worried there for a second," Pinkie admitted to Gummy before calling out to her friends, "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Cake!"

The couple trotted up to their assistant baker. Carrot tried to politely avert his eyes from Pinkie's lifted tail and winking pussy while his wife just stared, transfixed. "Er...Good morning, Pinkie," Carrot nervously said, "I see you're stuck in the stocks. Again."

"Yeperoonie!" Pinkie nodded, "And for the fifth time this month, already! Oh, I'm such a ba-a-ad girl. If only somepony would punish me" -- Pinkie batted her eyes, giving her most sultry, steamy look at her boss -- "I need a stallion to set me straight. Maybe by ramming their big, yummy cock down my throat, filling me up with ooey-gooey jizz..." Pinkie opened her mouth wide, closing her eyes and sticking out her tongue expectantly.

After a few seconds with no forthcoming face-fucking, she opened her eyes again. "Well? What's the ding-darn hold-up?"

Carrot blushed a deeper shade of orange, trying to ignore that his mottled horsecock was slowly dropping out from its sheath. "I'm not sure that would be, um, appropriate, Pinkie. Since I'm your boss. And married. And my wife is right here."

Mrs. Cake looked back and forth between her husband's cock and her assistant's pleading expression. "Um, I don't really mind, dearie."

At the unexpected permission of his wife to face-fuck their employee, Carrot's member stiffened so quickly it slapped up against his belly, making a fleshy smacking sound. Pinkie grinned, as Cup Cake continued, "It's not like you've never thought about it before." Carrot opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off, "Don't try to object! I've seen you eying her once or twice around the store. Besides, this is a proud Ponyville tradition. It's your...um...civic duty?"

Carrot flushed. "Well, if you insist..."

Pinkie rolled her eyes. "She insists, she insists! Now get over here and give me a taste of that big cannoli!" She opened her mouth back up for business, rolling her tongue in rippling waves this time.

Taking a trepidatious step forward, Carrot took a few seconds to inspect Pinkie's mouth before he reared up and mounted her. His initial thrust missed, smearing Pinkie's face with a musky trail of precum as his tip dragged along her muzzle. His scent saturated her nostrils, and her head hadn't already been swimming with thoughts of sex, that smell would have done the trick.

The second thrust found its mark. Mr. Cake slid his carrot-colored cock down Pinkie's throat. Her undulating tongue and throat seemed to pull him deeper and deeper down, drowning his cock in a warm abyss of pleasure. With barely any resistance he was able to hilt himself in Pinkie. Whatever magic let her scarf pastries in one gulp evidently also worked on cocks.

Pinkie swung her head forward and back, rotating it to get at the cock from every angle. She gagged as her boss's cock battered her throat.

*Glurk*, *glurk*, *ghaak*...

"Oh, sweet fucking Celestia," Carrot cursed, lost in the bliss of his employee's deep-throat technique. Even while she milked his cock with her throat, Pinkie worked wonders with her tongue, worming it out from her stuffed mouth to tease Carrot's balls with little licks. He could see Pinkie was getting hornier than ever from sucking on his cock, her tail flagging wildly, wafting the scent of her needy pussy.

"You know, honey, it's not fair that I'm the only one having fun," Carrot said to his wife, keeping some semblance of composure even while Pinkie gagged from his cock swabbing her tonsils.

Carrot eyed Pinkie's tail swishing back and forth on the other side of the pillory. "I'm sure that Pinkie wouldn't mind if you helped yourself to a taste of her 'pie'," Carrot explained, nodding towards the younger pony's untended hindquarters.

Before Cup Cake could answer, Pinkie let out a muffled scream of approval, contorting her tail like a neon sign into a shape like an arrow pointing towards her gash, with cursive text above it that read, "Eat At Pinkie's".

The couple stared, amazed at Pinkie's ability to seemingly defy all laws of anatomy. Then Cup Cake smiled, "Don't mind if I do," as she trotted behind Pinkie, throwing herself into her task with gusto.

Pinkie squealed into Carrot's groin as the thick mare slathered her holes with saliva before diving muzzle-first into her muff. Cup's expression soon devolved into the same horny, unfocused trance that her husband showed, practically hypnotized by the taste and smell of Pinkie's bubblegum-colored cunt.

Wet slurps and grunts came from the trio as Pinkie both gave and received some world-class head. Carrot's earlier shyness was gone as he now tried to split his attention from Pinkie's cock-stuffed face to his wife's own wet muzzle as she munched at Pinkie's pussy. As his wife gave a languid lick along Pinkie's folds he felt Pinkie's throat tighten around his length.

"Keep going, honey-bun. Whatever you're doing to her down there, it's working." Carrot threw his head back as his wife obeyed, lapping at Pinkie's wet hole. As a married stallion, he didn't like to admit it, but Carrot had always fantasized about his bubbly young employee. All the hidden glances at her plot, the idle flights of fancy -- The sexual tension had been building up for years, and that tension was about to snap.

"Oh fuck, I'm..." Carrot tried to articulate his impending orgasm. Carrot tried to pull his cock out from Pinkie's maw but hit a snag as his tip flared spectacularly, firmly plugging himself in Pinkie's mouth.

"Aaghh! AaaAAHH!! Fuck, Pinkie!" Carrot moaned as creamy stallion-batter streamed out of his cock, bulging out Pinkie's cheeks like a chipmunk. The lanky baker practically went cross-eyed with pleasure, his knees wobbling as he lost control and nearly fell on his rump.

A shiver of pleasure ran all the way down Pinkie's body from her stuffed muzzle, travelling down the length of her body down to where Mrs. Cake was sucking on her clit. As if the burst of cum had gone all the way through her, Pinkie squirted a wave of mare-cum all over the milf's face.

With a loud* POP*, the tip of the cock passed Pinkie's lips, leaving a thin trail of cum connecting Carrot's cumslit to Pinkie's tightly packed mouth. It was a challenge, but Pinkie managed to swallow the massive load in one gulp, though the bulge it made in her throat struggled to pass through the neck-hole of the pillory.

Carrot's softening member rested on Pinkie's muzzle, oozing leftover cum onto her snout. His wife rose up from behind Pinkie, her soaked mane looking like she had just gotten off of a log flume. Pinkie always went a bit over-the-top with everything she did, including cumming.

Cup Cake giggled like a school-filly, "Oh, dear! I could use a towel after that!"

On queue, Pinkie produced a towel seemingly from thin air, tossing it to Cup Cake with her tail. As she dried herself off, Carrot trotted over and whispered to her, "You know dear, the kids are still at daycare right now. We could go home and I could give you some of what you just gave Pinkie..."

Cup Cake flushed before grabbing her husband and racing past Pinkie Pie. She blurted out "ThanksPinkielet'sdothisagainsometimebye!" as she ran away, giving Pinkie a perfect view of her marehood, glistening with wetness in anticipation of an imminent romp with her hubby.

Pinkie was getting bored again. Nopony had come to stuff her love-muffin since the Cakes, and that had been five minutes ago! That was practically an eternity! She was about to give up until she heard a distinct bass-heavy beat. From down the street, she could pick out the unmistakably rhythmic trotting of...

"DJ Pon-3!" The music-obsessed unicorn turned her head to look at pinkie, never missing a beat as she tapped her hooves and swayed her head, listening to music on her headphones. Surely Pinkie's fellow party-pony would be willing to take her for a whirl, at least until a big, meaty stallion came along?

Pinkie yelled so she could be heard through Vinyl Scratch's headphones. "How about it? Wanna make some sweet, sweet music together?"

Seeing Pinkie's predicament, Vinyl Scratch flashed a smile as she danced over to her fellow party-pony, giving her a firm smack on the flank as she circled around to her plot.

Pinkie babbled on, "You know, It's weird that we've never done this before. Whenever you're DJ-ing at an event I never see you at the afterparty. Not even at Shining Armor's and Cadance's wedding, and I must have had half the guest list run a train on me after that. You don't talk much, huh? You're such a good listener. Just like Gummy! Hey, Gummy, see if you can find a strap on for DJ Pon-3 so she can--"

Pinkie trailed off as it suddenly became apparent that a strap-on would be redundant on Vinyl. As the DJ jumped up on top of Pinkie the party pony felt something hot and fleshy rise up and smack against her, its length throbbing against her undercarriage. Pinkie gasped, craning her neck under her in defiance of the restraints of the stocks.

Looking between her legs, Pinkie was staring down the barrel of a dark grey marecock that bobbed in time with the beat she heard from Vinyl's headphones.

Was it real? It certainly looked real. The warmth against her felt real. Pinkie gave it a sniff to be sure. It smelled real, too.

"DJ Pon-3! Why didn't you tell me you had one of those? Wait, I guess you kind of never tell anypony anything. Because you never talk, I mean."

With a faint glow of her magic, Vinyl floated her headphones over onto Pinkie just as the song she had been listening to ended. In the dead space between tracks, Vinyl shifted and readied her aim, pressing her tip against Pinkie's entrance.

Pinkie quietly squealed in anticipation. I think I'm about to have a new favorite song...

A track started as the DJ gently slid her member into Pinkie, steadily moving to the slow beat of the song's intro. She gave a few thrusts, almost teasingly, as a hype-pony on the track yelled, "Hey? Hey! Are you ready?"

*Thrust*

"Are you ready?"

*Thrust*

"Are?"

*Thrust*

"You?"

*Thrust*

"Ready?"

*Thrust*

"For..."

What came next was a 180 BPM wall of sound. Every beat drove a resonating *thump* into Pinkie's eardrums, accompanied by a deep penetration as Vinyl Scratch humped in perfect time. Every few bars the song had a drum-fill that she matched with an insanely fast barrage of thrusts. It was only thanks to the headphones that Pinkie couldn't hear herself howling in pleasure at the hardstyle-fucking.

Pinkie screamed, "Haah--Harder! Pump my pink party pussy!" as Vinyl beat her hindquarters like a drum kit. The DJ just grinned; Pinkie had no idea what was coming next.

As the song shifted into a vocal break, Vinyl pulled her entire cock out of Pinkie in one clean motion, and on the next beat lanced it forward into Pinkie's winking plothole. Pinkie screwed her face up in shock from the sudden switch, letting a long, high-pitched whine trail from her throat. The anal intrusion was unexpected, but however intense Vinyl was, Pinkie wasn't about to complain.

As the vocals continued Vinyl nestled her hips against her partner. She was an entertainer through-and-through, and she knew the importance of pacing herself. You started a crowd out with a cool beat, then switched it up, gave a moment to soak it in, went back to the beat, then finally hit them with a big finish.

As the beat came back she started humping again, falling into time with the fast beat. Pinkie moaned like she was sitting on a washing machine as the marecock reamed her backdoor. The two ponies hung out in the same circles, and Vinyl had it on good authority that this kind of thing was up Pinkie's alley.

Pinkie groaned, "Muh...My...my butt," having long lost the capacity to form full sentences. She was only dimly aware of how impressive it was that Vinyl was keeping perfect time with the song even though her headphones were off.

Pinkie noticed Vinyl eagerly rub a hoof over Pinkie's flank as she picked out a subtle buildup of synthesized strings on the track. The DJ positioned herself as her horn glowed with a magenta aura and a magical presence started to manifest under her. She smiled --- Now was the time for the big finish.

A perfect magical duplicate of Vinyl's member pointed straight at Pinkie's pussy. As a kick layered onto the track she threw her hips back, and Pinkie's whine broke into a debauched moan the instant the magic member rammed into her fuck-hole, entering her as the flesh-and-blood cock exited.

Pinkie surrendered herself to the pleasure as the sensation of getting DP'ed by the DJ became indistinguishable from the beat of the music. Every beat she got her badonk stuffed with cock, and every off-beat she got a mirror image of that cock stuffed up her cooch. If she ever heard this song again, she'd probably get sopping wet just from the memory of getting reamed by her futa party-pal.

As the song rose to a crescendo, Vinyl plowed her hips into Pinkie's plush backside, slamming every inch of her cock into her guts as her balls nestled themselves against Pinkie's slit. At the precise instant the song ended they jumped up, dragging along her sensitive folds as they pumped a titanic load of cum into Pinkie's plot.

Pinkie didn't question how Vinyl had timed her orgasm so perfectly with the song. Pinkie had certainly been able to do odder things than that in the past. Instead, she just cheered on her musical mating partner, grinding her hips back, moaning, "WHOO! I want to do that again! Come on, I want an encore!"

But Vinyl was spent, her member slowly shrinking back into its sheath. As she took her headphones back, Vinyl surprised pinkie by lifting her shades and actually responding, "Sorry love, but I gotta jet." Blowing a kiss as she trotted away, a thin line of jizz trailing from her semi-erect cock as it bobbed under her, the DJ added, "Drop me a line when you're at my next gig, yeah? I'll show you what a real party pony can do."

Pinkie pie waited patiently for her next patron in the stocks. Of course, for Pinkie Pie, "patiently" meant she called out to literally everycreature that passed by like some kind of lewd carnival barker.

"Yessir, step right up! Cum one, cum all! No need to be shy, make the right choice today and prod Pinkie Pie with your pony peener!"

To her surprise, her next patron was a familiar face. A familiar, neutral-colored, unmoving face.

"Hello, Pinkie. I see you got yourself put in the stocks again. This certainly is a predicament," Maud drawled out in her characteristic monotone. She stared at her sister, unperturbed by the puddle of cum between Pinkie's legs. Or at least, she looked unperturbed; it was hard to tell.

Pinkie beamed back, "Yeah, a fun predicament! But Maude, you didn't come here to have your way with me. did you? That would be so risqué, taking advantage of your sister like that! And besides, that already happened last chapter. We could be falling into a rut!"

"Technically, she's not the one who came here to use the pillory."

Pinkie's smile turned upside-down as the one stallion in town she didn't want to see came up alongside Maud. "Oh, hi Mudbriar."

Why did it have to be Mudbriar? He was just the worst - he hated parties, he didn't like cake, he thought piñatas were "stick abuse"; He was the complete opposite of fun. He probably didn't even like sex! Why did she have to be saddled with this boring nerd?

"Look, Mudbriar? I know you're new to Ponyville, and you're probably excited to take a shot at the pillory, and I know I'm just irresistible, but you...don't...have...to?" Pinkie trailed off as her eyes were drawn to Mudbriar's cock. Her gaze was pulled towards it like it had its own gravitational field; It was certainly big enough.

"HOT TAMALE, THAT'S A BIG OL' SALAMI!!!"

Mudbriar's massive mud-colored member stood full and erect with a length that would have looked more at home on somepony like Bulk Biceps or Rockhoof. The slab of turgid fuck-meat had thick veins running down its length, pulsing with the promise of the sweet sensation they would give once they were sliding into her inner walls. That "stick-in-the-mud" cutie mark was clearly some false advertising. There should have been a picture of a whole tree trunk on his flank!

"Maud, why didn't you tell me Mudbriar was hung like a horse? Or I guess, a much bigger horse?"

Mudbriar took the compliment without changing his expression, simply responding with his usual blasé manner, "Hmm, yes. Well, I trust you'll be amenable to a session of vaginal intercourse? Although if not, the rules of the pillory dictate that I may avail myself of your services regardless. I would prefer--"

Pinkie cut him off, shouting, "Shut up! Less talky, more fucky!" as she bucked her hips back and forth. Her tail stood straight up, exposing her dripping box to her sister's boring boyfriend as he circled around behind her.

Maud smiled in her unique Maud-ey way (which admittedly involved no change in her facial expression whatsoever). As her boyfriend lined his tip up with Pinkie's pussy, she teased, "Get ready, little sis. Mudbriar really...rocks my world."

Pinkie opened her mouth to respond, but Mudbriar picked that exact moment to start fucking.

Pinkie whinnied out a feral NEIGH as, without any foreplay, Mudbriar pushed his goliath length into Pinkie's snatch. Her pink folds parted as the first two thirds of his cock drove into her canal, threatening to split her hips in half. Pinkie's cartoon-character level of resiliency seemed to be the only thing stopping her from breaking right then and there.

Pinkie went knock-kneed as she was filled by Mudbriar. His meaty medial ring mashed against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her like a joy-buzzer. Mudbriar evidently wasn't much for technique. He didn't spank Pinkie's plot, or change up his pace, or talk dirty. He just pushed in and pulled out at a completely standard pace.

Still, Pinkie didn't complain. In fact, she was nearly speechless as the slab of cock stuffed her cooch. Instead of jokes and puns, all that left her mouth were sexy grunts and moans as Mudbriar practically reshaped her insides. Looking to her sister, she groaned, "Uhnn...Sis, he's so...so big!"

Maud responded, "Oh, Pinkie. You haven't felt anything yet." She looked up at her boyfriend. "Mudbriar, you should hilt inside my sister's vagina. It would be very hot."

"I certainly think it would. What about you, Pinkie? Does that course of action seem pleasurable to you?"

Maude and Mudbriar weren't much for talking dirty. Listening to them was like listening to a robot egging on another robot. Thankfully the two ponies didn't rely on saucy bedroom-talk to get their partner riled up. Mudbriar's magnum cock was all they needed to get the job done.

Mudbriar pulled out an inch, giving himself a bit of room to build some momentum as he thrust back in. For a second it looked like he would be kept from giving Pinkie the full Mudbriar experience as his ring crashed into Pinkie's taut entrance. But his cock pushed inexorably forward, plowing into Pinkie's depths. A thin, high whine escaped her throat as his ring pushed in, giving way to the bitch-breaking thickness of the inches closest to his base. More and more cock kept coming, filling her hole to the limit.

Before he could hilt completely, Mudbriar ran into another roadblock as his broad tip bashed into Pinkie's cervix. Pinkie had been with stallions that were well-endowed enough to enter her baby-bag before, but Mudbriar's girth was presenting certain problems.

Maud noticed too, but she just kept on robotically cheering on her stud. "Come on, Mudbriar. You're almost all the way in. just a few more inches." Emboldened by the monotonous pep-talk, he kept pushing forward, building up force like a hydraulic press. Pinkie felt like she was having a line driven through her. He kept pulling his hips back an inch or two before slamming them forward, hammering her like an anvil.

*Whumph!*

Pinkie's face screwed up in a mixed expression of pleasure and pain as the normally boring stallion pounded her little pussy. She'd be sore tomorrow, that was for sure. For now, she just gritted her teeth and bore it as her uterus came under siege by Mudbriar's battering ram of a cock.

*Whumph!*

His thrusts built in speed, making the stocks creak from the strain as they rocked back and forth. Pinkie jittered in her restraints as her Pinkie-sense went wild. She knew for sure that she was in for a real heck of a doozy as Mudbriar pulled his hips back for one unstoppable thrust.

*Phweeee!!!*

Confetti blasted out from somewhere in celebration as Mudbriar's tip bowled through Pinkie's cervix, widening it as blood rushed to his tip. "Mmmmmh-mmm!!!" Pinkie let out a high-pitched whine as she came on his dick, little splashes of mare-cum soaking into his groin. Her muscles reflexively tightened, pulling her rear hooves up towards her haunches as she came. This made it so the only thing supporting her hindquarters was the ram-rod thickness of Mudbriar's shaft, but it was more than up to the task.

But Pinkie was still twitching. Her Pinkie-sense told her that the best of the real heck of a doozy was yet to come. The wiggling and jiggling of her body with pent-up energy had an effect like a vibrating pocket-pussy on the shaft that was completely buried in her.

Maud looked at her seemingly impassive boyfriend, flatly noting, "Wow, Pinkie. He's really on the edge. I've never seen him look this aroused. I hope you're ready, Pinkie, because I think he's about to cum. Aren't you, babe?"

He nodded and, on queue, Mudbriar gave what must have been the most understated grunt ever as he came. Thankfully, while he might not have sounded very exciting, his cock was a different story altogether.

His flare dug into her walls, forming a firm mating plug. She could feel his cock widen as his payload raced down his urethra before it exploded into her. It reminded her of that one time the soft-serve machine at Sugar-Cube-Corner had malfunctioned. Her twitching stopped as the massive stallionhood released the promised heck of a doozy into her, bulging her tummy out to make room as more and more thick cum poured out.

Her eyes fluttered in dozy delight and she bit her lower lip to hold in a bestial moan as this cock -- this monolith of pleasure -- filled her more completely than any of her past fuck-buddies. Pinkie had plenty of sex-friends, both stallions and mares, but none of them could hold a candle to this kind of fullness.

Still cumming, Mudbriar started to trot backward, pulling out from Pinkie's sticky confines. With every threshold - as his flare exited her cervix, as his ring popped from her pussy, and finally, as his flare yanked free from her marehood - a wave of cum sprayed out of her, splashing all over the ground.

*Pop*, *pop*, *SLORP*

No longer supported by his member, Pinkie's hindquarters fell to the ground, splatting into the puddle of stallion-batter beneath her. "Oh, ff-fuck, yeah," Pinkie groaned as she rubbed her bruised behind against the ground. Mudbriar's cock, still hard and still cumming, sprayed a few final spurts of cum on the small of her back. Pinkie practically forgot who she was talking to, moaning, "Hoo yeah, that's the stuff, babe. Baste my pink party pussy in your cum..."

Mudbriar interjected, seemingly unable to help himself from his habit of correcting ponies on technicalities even as he was letting one last rope of cum saturate Pinkie's poofy tail. "TECHNICALLY basting does not refer to moistening just anything with a liquid, but specifically food during a cooking process."

Pinkie's lustful reverie seemed to end right then and there. Her half-lidded expression dropped as her eyes first widened in surprise, then narrowed in rage.

"Technically?"

Pinkie tried to turn her head the best she could to glare at the stick-enthusiast, remembering who it actually was that had just creampied her.

"TECHNICALLY!?"

Pinkie sucked in a breath, preparing to let Mudbriar know exactly what she thought of his opinion.

"TECHNICALLY...You're right!"

Pinkie gave her sister's boyfriend her biggest, sunniest smile as she bounced back up onto her hooves. More of his cum pattered from her pussy as she bounced from hoof to hoof, turning to her favorite sister (Technically it was a three-way tie between all her sisters, but that didn't make the title of "favorite sister" any less of an honor).

"Wowee, Maud! That sure is one heck of a boyfriend you got there. Hey, do you mind if I take Mudbriar for a ride some other time? We can even share him with Marble and Limestone and -- oh my gosh, can you imagine if Mudbriar got me pregnant? OH MY GOSH, can you imagine if he got us ALL pregnant? We could have matching Mud-Pie babies and dress them in matching outfits and --"

Maud cut her babbling sister off, covering her mouth with a grey hoof. "Slow down, Pinkie. You're going to get yourself all tired out before round two."

Pinkie cocked her head. "Wait, round two-OOOOOO!?!"

Mudbriar slid his flagging cock back into Pinkie. He was already getting hard again, and Pinkie's passage was a lot easier to enter now that he had resized it. Maud could have sworn Pinkie's pupils were turning into little heart shapes as his medial ring popped in and out of her loosened-up pussy. She had no doubt that Pinkie would be back to her regular tight self tomorrow; Sometimes it felt like that pony was made out of rubber.

Maud observed, "You know, my birthday is in a few months." Pinkie snapped out of her fuck-trance, brought back to her senses by the mention of a birthday.

"I'm not much for big parties, but I'm sure a certain sister of mine could think of a really fun gift to give me. And my boyfriend."

Pinkie screamed in delight at both the offer and at the sensation of Mudbriar's blunt tip driving its way back into her cum-stuffed depths.

"Best. Sister. EVER!!!"

Rarity's Ponyville Days

"Ponyville Days" was always a fun time of year. The celebration of local culture was a big draw for tourism, providing an opportunity for ponies to share a bit of their small-town charm with their friends from the city. Everypony was showing the town off: The Apples were giving tours of their farm, Mayor Mare was narrating over a re-enactment of the town's founding, and Rarity was giving a special demonstration.

"This colorful tradition is almost as old as Ponyville itself," Rarity explained, prancing up the steps to the pillory. A crowd of ponies from Canterlot watched, eager to know where this was going.

"The offending pony is placed in the stocks like so" - With a magical glow from her horn, Rarity closed the top half of the stocks over her own neck and hooves - "and passersby are free to make use of the imprisoned pony to relieve their, dare I say, carnal desires. Of course, it's all in good fun, and a nice hard dicking is precisely what some ponies need to be put back on the right track."

The out-of-towners stood in stunned silence at the scandalous tradition. They were even more shocked when Rarity flagged her tail up, announcing, "Though nopony is scheduled to be punished today, as a special treat for our guests, I have generously volunteered to give this year's visitors to Ponyville Days a taste of the real Ponyville experience!"

The crowd's silence broke out into gasps and shouts, launching protests at the indecency of the situation. These ponies had come to Ponyville Days expecting to go on a hayride or buy a candy apple. Nopony had expected to see the Element of Generosity flash her marehood to the assembled crowd along with an open invitation to dive in and fuck her.

Rarity might have been embarrassed too, once, but she had lived in Ponyville long enough to know that this was not some base act of public indecency. No, it was a proud local tradition, part of the regional culture! If these city-ponies were too uncultured to appreciate that, she could only pity them.

The onlooking ponies continued to voice their discomfort until the voice of a well-bred mare broke through the din. "I say, what a delightful rural custom!"

The shocked ponies stepped back, leaving Fleur de Lis and Fancy Pants standing in a space where the crowd had parted around them. Fleur continued, undeterred by the shocked stares of the other Canterlot ponies, "Fancy, my dear, isn't this just the most interesting bit of local color we've stumbled upon?"

Fancy replied, while polishing his monocle, "I dare say you are positively right, my love. You know, whilst in my studies of Equestrian histories at university, I learned that some agrarian communities had similar customs to this one in our nation's past. That it has endured here shows such a splendid devotion to the preservation of Equestrian culture!"

The mob of shocked ponies acquiesced to Fancy's assessment almost instantly, mumbling hastily in agreement that yes, this was, in fact, not a debauched display of exhibitionism, but an important cultural piece, like an act of risqué performance art. Rarity quietly laughed at how easily the crowd was influenced. These were all hangers-on -- followers who relied on ponies like Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis, and, if Rarity might be so bold, herself, to set the trends that they blindly followed.

Fancy and Fleur took up positions behind Rarity. "It's not every day that somepony gets the opportunity to bed down with one of the Elements of Harmony," Fleur cooed as she lifted one of Rarity's hind legs with an aura of pale violet magic.

Right in front of Fleur de Lis, Rarity's marehood glistened ever so slightly with wetness. It was white as freshly polished porcelain, clean enough that a pony could eat off of it. Thankfully, that was roughly what Fleur had in mind.

Her delicate tongue licked Rarity's entrance, tracing shapes around her clit. Rarity cooed in delight at Fleur's attentions. The mare was like a master painter with her tongue, every brushstroke part of a work of art.

As his partner dragged her tongue along the outside of Rarity's marehood, Fancy Pants said, "Please, dear, allow me to assist you." He dipped his head down to join Fleur, and added, "The two of us entwined with the Element of Generosity -- I say, this might make the front page of the society-section of the Canterlot Times!"

Rarity tried to hide a smile. She was hoping something along those lines would happen. There were journalists from all over Equestria here today to sample the local culture, movers and shakers in the industry like Trenderhoof and Photo Finish. Her bold display here could be plastered on magazines and newspapers across the nation, and she did so love to be the center of attention.

She bit her lip as Fancy Pants pressed her clit with his lips, her leg still held aloft by Fleur's magic so that all could see her pussy get thoroughly licked by Canterlot's most famous power-couple. Fancy's stallionhood dropped from his sheath, bobbing upwards so that it barely avoided smacking against his immaculate waistcoat.

Smugly eyeing the crowd from her place beside her partner's impressive rod, Fleur teased, "What do you say we give these ponies something to really talk about, lover?" Fancy nodded, pausing only to straighten out his moustache before mounting up on his hind legs, bringing his member up to meet Rarity's well-lubricated entrance.

Fancy Pants managed to seem the perfect picture of a high-society stallion even as he plunged his long, magnificent member into Rarity's quim. Rarity's gasps were muffled as Fleur came around and closed her lips around Rarity's own in a passionate, yet still elegant, kiss.

The assembled crowd muttered and gossiped. The power couple's taste for ménage a trois had long been a rumor in certain circles of Canterlot society, but this proved it. By the end of the week anypony who was anypony would know about this, and those that had the sense to follow trends ought to be seen mimicking the influential unicorns.

As Fancy's shaft slid in past its halfway point Rarity heard a mare yell out from the sidelines in an Eastern Europonyan accent, "Yes! Hold zat pose! Zis is exactly vat I have been searching for!" A barrage of camera flashes captured the moment that Fancy Pants plunged his medial ring into Rarity. Blinking as her eyes recovered from the dazzling lights, Rarity saw Photo Finish snapping pictures of the threesome from every angle, shouting out instructions as if they were models in one of her shoots.

"Yes! No! Yes! Be like a tiger, like a sexy tiger! Growl, growl for zee camera!"

The three ponies listened to the demands, posing and voguing as instructed. As their lewd public show went on, Fancy Pants reared up and puffed out his chest, leaning his hips into Rarity. He called out to Photo Finish, "Get ready for the 'money shot', as it were..." as his tip flared out, preparing to fire into Rarity's hole.

The crowd "ooh"-ed and "ahh"-ed as Fancy threw his hips deep into Rarity, mashing her tail against his chest as he shot out a hot stream of jizz. Rarity's moans rang out throughout the entire Ponyville Days fairgrounds as burst after burst of high-quality cream filled her. All the while, Fleur kissed her neck and jaw, making sure not to muffle the moans her partner was pounding out of their fashionista friend.

After Photo Finish was done snapping about a dozen pictures of Rarity getting creampied, Fancy and Fleur withdrew, replaced almost immediately by Jet Set and Upper Crust, desperate to be seen following the latest trend. Photo stayed and snapped more pictures. These hangers-on wouldn't make the front page, but they might make, say, page six. Even if they didn't, the photographer wanted the photos for her own private use.

After a few more couples had taken a round with Rarity, the crowd from Canterlot moved on, trying to catch up to Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis. Rarity had gotten sopping wet, her pussy drooling a warm creampie the same color as her own coat. For a few minutes, Rarity stood vacant and unused, waiting for more guests to try out some Ponyville hospitality.

That wait ended when a tour group from Starlight Glimmer's old town (confusingly-named "Our Town") arrived. Starlight spotted Rarity and led the group over to her.

"Rarity, what are you doing in the stocks? I didn't hear about you getting in trouble."

Rarity gave a warm smile. "No, my dear. I volunteered to give our guests the chance to partake in a session with an authentic Ponyville public-use mare."

A rumble of confused murmurs rose from the tour group. Double Diamond asked, "Public-use? Starlight, what's she talking about?" Starlight blushed and whispered something into the stallion's ear.

His eyes widened as he realized just what Rarity was putting on offer. When Starlight was done explaining, he shouted, "What, right here in front of everypony? Are you for real? The travel brochure didn't say we'd get to fuck one of the Elements of Harmony!"

Once he blurted that out, the rest of the group looked similarly shocked. Our Town was a nice, conservative little village, unused to these kinds of bawdy traditions.

It looked like nopony would be bold enough to rut Rarity in front of their fellow tourists, until a mare in the group said, "I think Feather Bangs should take her for a spin!" The crowd parted around a handsome earth pony and a trio of mares that were made goo-goo eyes at him.

Feather Bangs looked from side to side, nervously. "Um, are you sure? I mean, there are a lot of ponies watching--"

"Of course we're sure!" Feather Bangs' fan club shoved him forward, pushing him around behind Rarity. She had the feeling that these mares were more excited to see Feather Bangs' cock than anything else, but she didn't mind. Lifting her tail, she gave him the go-ahead to enter her.

After a moment of trepidation, Feather Bangs mounted her from behind, resting his hooves on her withers as his hardening stallionhood touched her. Feather Bangs' fans, their faces mere inches away from his rear, watched closely as his tip pushed inside of her lips.

"Oooh, yeah, girl!"

With every thrust of his hips, Feather Bangs let out a sexy moan, giving everypony a sample of his beautiful voice. For all their earlier prudishness, the other tourists from Our Town were crowding around to gawk at their hometown heartthrob fuck Rarity. Many of the ponies looked eager to get a taste for themselves, as mares' tails perked up and stallions' cocks dropped from their sheaths.

Finally, a blue unicorn trotted up to her mouth, sporting an eager erection. "I usually don't throw these kinds of parties, but I'd kick myself if I passed this chance up," said Party Favor. Standing on his hind legs, he grabbed Rarity's face with his forehooves and plunged his cock into her open maw.

Rarity wrapped her perfect lips around the party pony's shaft, rewarding his boldness with her well-practiced blowjob skills. Meanwhile, Feather Bangs humped away at her behind, cheered on by his adoring fans. As one of them tried to grope his butt, he protested, "Hey, Rarity's the public-use pony here, not me!" The offending mare had to be dragged away by Starlight like she was a clingy groupie at a concert. After that, the two remaining fans were better behaved, though they still looked at Feather Bangs' hindquarters with a twinkle of desire.

Finally able to focus solely on the mare in front of him, Feather Bangs redoubled his efforts, pounding away at Rarity's pussy. His boyish moans rose in pitch as he buried himself deeper and deeper, faster and faster. He swooned, "Oh, baby...baby...baby -- OOooooHH~!!!"

Rarity groaned lustily around Party Favor's cock as Feather Bangs filled her, cum gushing from his stallionhood. His knees wobbled as he came inside, having used all his strength in his final moments of power-fucking. Once he had pumped out all the cum he had in store, he tumbled backwards. Landing on his rump, his spent, sticky stallionhood drooped between his thighs for all to see.

His fans licked their lips as they stared at Feather Bangs' cock, and for an instant it seemed like they might dive in to suck it, consequences be damned. They thought better of it, though. Instead, they set their eyes on the creampie that leaked out from Rarity's marehood. Mashing their muzzles against her plot, they fought over every lick.

"Mmff -- Back off, slut! It's mine! *Slurp~*"

"As if, bitch! *Lick~* If anyone's gonna taste Feather Bangs' cum, it's gonna be me!"

The catfight continued, interrupted now and then by the wet smacks as they lapped up Feather Bangs' load. They were so focused that they didn't notice Feather Bangs slink away, trying to get as far as possible from his rabid fans.

By that time, Party Favor was approaching his own orgasm. She felt his cock throb in her mouth, and he slid his shaft out, dragging it against her tongue. It seemed like he might pull out to finish on her face, or worse, her hair. Rarity shot him a stern look and tightened her lips around him.

Party Favor teased her, "What's the matter, don't want a face-full of silly-string?" She rolled her eyes. Sweet Celestia, he's worse than Pinkie Pie. He shrugged. "Fine with me. I just hope you have a sweet tooth!" Widening his stance to steady himself, Party Favor's muscles tensed as ropes of jizz pumped out of his cock.

*Splurt splurt splurt!*

Held right in the front of Rarity's mouth, his tip was in the perfect position to hose down the mare's tongue with his cumshot. The cum was surprisingly sweet, or perhaps not so surprising, given the eccentric stallion's "party pony" status.

Feather Bangs' fans had finished up behind her, wandering off to try and find the beleaguered stallion. After Party Favor pulled himself from her mouth, Rarity took a look around her. The tourists had been joined by other observers, every set of eyes locked squarely on her. Rarity just smiled, using a bit of magic to tidy up her mane.

"So, which lucky stallion wants to go next?"

For the next few hours, Rarity was the day's hottest tourist attraction. Double Diamond took his turn with her, preferring to plow her delicate asshole, followed by Night Glider, who used one of Party Favor's sausage-shaped latex balloons as a double-ended dildo.

Amidst the carnal delights, she spotted Trenderhoof interviewing ponies after they finished, asking how they were enjoying the festivities. Rarity hoped he might come over and take a turn with her.

But when one stallion asked if he had any such plans, he answered, "Oh, heavens no! I'm interested in the authentic Ponyville experience, not the dulled-down version they serve to yuppies and tourists." As if to illustrate his point, he gave a judgmental look at a souvenir stall somepony had set up just down the road, where they were hawking novelty t-shirts and knick-knacks that bore slogans like "I Visited The Ponyville Pillory, And All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt!"

Foiled again, Rarity thought as she watched the svelte, smartly dressed stallion leave in search of something more "authentic". He'd probably have jumped at the chance if it had been Applejack in these stocks!

As the day went on the crowd gradually dissolved until, at last, Rarity found that there weren't any ponies queued to use her. By then she had lost count of all the ponies she had serviced, but she took that as a point of pride. She had done such a splendid job showing all those visiting ponies just how great Ponyville's traditions were!

"Rarity, what are you doing in the stocks?"

Rarity looked up to see Spike standing in front of her, holding a bundle of cotton candy from the fair as he ogled her, wide-eyed.

"Well, my dear, I'm giving our esteemed guests a practical demonstration of our public-use pillory," Rarity explained. Nodding her head back, she indicated the growing puddle of cum pooling behind her. "I think it's safe to say it's been a very popular attraction!"

"Wow..." Spike muttered, enthralled by the sight of his long-time crush locked in the stocks. His eyes got that look they usually had when he was looking at a particularly tasty gemstone. "I guess it's only for out-of-town ponies, right?"

Rarity answered, "Well, it is meant for the tourists..." Looking between his legs, Rarity observed that Spike was getting a hard-on from staring at her. His big, fat dragon dick dropped out from Spike's reptilian genital-slit before swinging upward as if to point up straight at her.

"I suppose if you wanted, it wouldn't hurt if you took a turn, Spikey-Wikey," she generously offered.

"Really!?" Spike's face lit up as Rarity nodded. He finished his cotton candy in one bite and ran forward. Standing in front of her, he grabbed his erect cock. His penis bulged as he squeezed lightly around the base with one claw and massaged the shaft with the other.

His eyes were pleading, like a dog begging for a treat. Well, a treat was exactly what Rarity planned on giving him. She opened her mouth, making a show of displaying her lush lips, her pearly teeth, her dexterous tongue to Spike. The lovestruck dragon watched in fascination as his sex-idol stuck her tongue out, bending her head, bringing it ever so slowly towards his cock.

When her flesh met his, Spike's breath caught in his throat. The warm wetness of Rarity's tongue enveloped his cockhead, swirling around the tip as she moved it from side to side. She gave a long lick from base to tip, like it was an ice cream cone, and Spike shuddered with ecstasy.

He grabbed her mane with his claws, panting. "Rarity...please..." She decided she had teased him enough. drawing back, she pursed her lips to plant a kiss on the tip of his cock.

Then she rammed her head down, spreading her lips to take Spike's entire length into her mouth in one depraved gulp.

"Oh FUCK!" Spike roared as Rarity swung her head up and down, embracing his member with her mouth. It took a special kind of mare to maintain her ladylike appearance while being face-fucked, but somehow she managed it. With proper control of her breathing and gag reflex, she could give a blowjob and still maintain her perfect poise.

From behind, her pussy was dripping with the sloppy seed of ponies from all across Equestria, the base of her tail matted with musky spunk as it brushed over her asshole, gaping from Double Diamond's powerful ass-fucking. But from the front she was picture-perfect. She hadn't so much as smeared her makeup, having made every stallion she had blown so far finish inside her mouth.

"R--Rarity! Your mouth...It feels so good!" Spike cried out, staring into her big, beautiful blue eyes. She batted her lashes at him, teasing him as he desperately pushed his cock into her, smearing the roof of her mouth with his precum. This was what Rarity loved about her little Spikey-Wikey. He worshipped her like a goddess, no less than she deserved.

*Plap plap plap plap!*

The dragon squirmed and bit his lip as he fucked her mouth, his groin smacking against her muzzle. He was completely lost in pleasure, finally letting out years of pent-up lust for the lovely mare.

Spike's cock grew hotter as dragon blood surged through its veins, signaling that he was about to blow. Spike shouted, "Rarity, I'm gonna cum!" as his breathing grew ragged, his eyes squeezing shut.

*Plap plap plap!*

"I'm gonna..."

*Plap plap plap!*

"Gonna..."

*Plapplapplapplapplap!*

"GGggrrrrRAAAaaAGGHH!!!"

Spike let out a roar of ecstasy as he tightened his grip on Rarity's hair, leaning forward on his tip-toes as he came. Bursts of steaming-hot cream poured from his dragon-dick, forcing Rarity to gulp it down, or else let it spill from her mouth. A proper lady never spits, she reminded herself, swallowing every drop of dragon cum.

Once she had consumed all of her creamy reward, Rarity started to speak, "Well, I hope you enjo--"

Surprising her, Spike plunged his penis back into her mouth with so much as a moment's hesitation. He didn't stop. He didn't slow down. He didn't even soften. It was like nopony had ever told Spike that males were supposed to have a refractory period. The spaded cock-head swabbed the inside of her mouth and Spike's belly mashed into her snout each time he hilted himself into her face.

The unexpected oral assault broke Rarity's careful composure. Her breath control had been messed up, and now she was struggling to suck down air in between Spike's bursts of fervent face-fucking. She managed to open her mouth long enough to take a deep breath like a diver gasping for air, only for Spike to shove his cock right back in, deeper than ever.

A long, sticky strand of jizzy drool connected her mouth to the base of Spike's cock as he pulled out, and as he plunged back in with a wet squelch, Rarity's cum-flavored spit spattered on the ground. She made ungodly, guttural noises as he pounded her throat.

"Gluurk...Gluckk...Ghaagghh...GAK!!!"

In less than a minute, Spike was roaring again. With one powerful flap of his wings, he lifted himself up enough to get his feet off the ground, and wrapped his legs around the fashionista's head. Locked onto her like an alien face-hugger, Spike poured another blast of his dragon-batter down her throat, backing up into her mouth as she gagged. Her cheeks bulged with spunk until there was nowhere for it to go. The prim and proper mare couldn't do a thing to stop it as a thick rope of Spike's cum shot out from her nose as she coughed up the thick load.

Rarity looked a sorry sight. Cum oozed from her nostrils and even more gushed from her mouth to coat her lips and chin. Her hair was a mess from Spike holding onto it. Not very ladylike at all, she thought.

Unfortunately for her, Spike was just getting started.

As the Ponyville Days came to a close, Spike was finally finishing up with Rarity.

Flapping his wings to hover in front of her, he frantically stroked his cock with one claw while he used the other to hold onto Rarity's horn. "Get ready, Rarity. Here it comes!"

Ready or not, it made no difference. Spike hosed his jizz all over Rarity's face, marking her for the umpteenth time. Her makeup was completely ruined, smeared from sweat and tears and cum, her mascara running down her white cheeks. Her hair was like a rats' nest, growing stiff as ropes of cum soaked down to the roots of her mane and dried like cheap off-brand hair gel.

Rarity was exhausted, her jaw too sore to talk. She didn't have the energy to complain about her disheveled appearance. She knew she had offered herself to Spike, but she hadn't anticipated him to take her with such...gusto. At least now that the day was coming to a close, nopony important was likely to see her in this sorry state--

"Oh my goodness, Ms. Finish! Look at Rarity!"

Rarity turned her head, aghast as Trenderhoof and Photo Finish approached, gawking at her. Oh, no! Rarity's blood went cold. I can't let Trenderhoof and Photo Finish see me like this! They'll think I'm a wreck! That I'm not a proper lady! That I'm hideous! That I'm--

"Absolutely marvelous!" declared Trenderhoof.

...What?

"Now this is what I've been looking for! A glimpse of the real, authentic, down-and-dirty Ponyville experience, not that sanitized version they show for the tourists. We need to capture the roughness, the grittiness, the messiness, the...the..."

"Zee authenticity?" offered Photo Finish, using Trenderhoof's favorite word.

"Exactly!" The trendy stallion pranced over to Rarity, posing beside her. "Take a picture! I want to really capture the essence of Ponyville. You get in the frame too," he said to Spike, "If you could pose there...just...perfect!"

Spike hovered over her head and smiled at Photo Finish's camera as Trenderhoof tried his best to look like a dignified journalist, in spite of the hard-on he had growing between his legs.

Photo Finish looked through her camera, ready to take the picture. "Wunderbar! I shall take zee picture on drei, yes? Ein...zwei..."

*Squirt*

"Drei!"

As the camera flashed, Spike and Trenderhoof smiled, but Rarity squinted her eyes shut as one last drop of cum drizzled from Spike's dick down onto her face.

And of course, that was the photo the newspaper ended up using.

Airtight Twilight

Betrayal! That's what this was, betrayal!

Of all the things to get her stuck in the pillory, Twilight had been undone by the most important thing in the world to her. Twilight had been undone by...

Paperwork.

She was the least likely mare in Equestria to accidentally make a bureaucratic oversight. Nevertheless, that was the position she found herself in. She should have realized years ago that when Golden Oaks Library was magically replaced with a gigantic castle there ought to be some kind of form to fill out! That plot of land was never zoned for a castle, but it had slipped her mind amongst all the changes after all the mayhem. And now, for the menial offense of a zoning violation, she had been sentenced to the pillory.

And Rainbow Dash was never going to let her live it down.

"I mean, come on, Twilight! All you had to do was sign your name on one measly little form. You do know how to sign your name, don't you, egghead?"

Twilight groaned. From the moment she had entered the stocks, Dash had been buzzing around her like a particularly pesky fly, teasing her about her predicament. Twilight seldom broke the rules, so Dash was determined to milk this opportunity for all it was worth.

The Wonderbolt had even convinced Pinkie Pie to help, rounding up stallions to fuck their friend. Standing atop a soapbox and dressed up in an old-timey barker outfit that Twilight swore must have been stolen from Flim or Flam, Pinkie gave her pitch to passersby:

"Yessir, step right up and prod your pony peener in the purple plot or pussy of our proud, pretty princess! It's a Pinkie Pie promise that her privates are practically preeminent in pleasure. If I had a penis, just pondering it would give me priapism! You'd have to be positively pigheaded to pass on such a priceless proposition!"

Pinkie's alliterative advertisement had so far persuaded Burnt Oak to stop at the pillory on his way to work. At first, Twilight wasn't sure the older stallion would be up to the task, but he quickly showed that whatever he had lost in youthful vigor, he had made up for in experience.

"Young lady," he said with a smile that perked up the edges of his mustache, "I've been ruttin' mares in the pillory for nigh on fifty years, and I ain't never left a lady unsatisfied."

True to his word, Burnt Oak had given her the first creampie of the day. He tipped his hat to her after he was done, but no sooner had he turned the corner than Pinkie had lured Berry Punch over to slurp Twilight's marehood clean. All the while, Dash had hovered around, teasing Twilight and laughing at every embarrassing noise or facial expression she made. Now, two ponies in, Dash was anxious to see which pony Pinkie would produce next.

Twilight felt the ground shake as a loud BOOM echoed down the street. Then another, and another, until Twilight realized it was the lumbering steps of some gigantic creature. Who -- or what -- had Pinkie convinced to fuck her next? Was it a yak, or a dragon, or some monster from the Everfree Forest?

Ponies in the street made way, growing silent as a stallion twice the height of anypony else in town trotted towards the pillory.

"Ach, I had to see it with me own eyes! Twilight Sparkle in the stocks? For shame!"

Rockhoof shook his head at Twilight in reproach, not paying mind to the gobsmacked expressions that both Twilight and Dash had as they stared between the ancient stallion's legs. His mammoth-sized horsecock rose like a waking giant, his massive balls swaying ponderously behind it.

"Pinkie's explained the situation to me, and I'd be honored to help absolve you of your crimes. I have to admit, back in my time we just put ponies in the stocks and be done with it, but I won't argue with the progress you've made in the years since I was a wee laddie."

His words went unheeded as everypony's attention was held by the unfolding scene. They stared in amazement at the giant's stallionhood. Mayor Mare and her assistants were even staring out from the windows of Town Hall, sizing up the impressive slab of manly meat.

Even proportioned to his size, Rockhoof was well endowed. Too well endowed, Twilight thought. Much bigger than even her most extreme dildos, his member was so long that if he were to shove it inside of her, the tip would easily crash into the back of her throat.

Not that he ever would be able to get it inside of her at all. The girth of it seemed almost as wide as Twilight's flanks were broad. No amount of lube was going to let that thing slip in any of her holes.

As much as the situation amused Rainbow Dash, she didn't argue with the blatantly obvious. "Dude," she explained, "in case you haven't noticed, you're kinda, like, way too fucking big? You'll never fit!"

"Nonsense. I might be too big to squeeze in behind the pillory, but I can make room!"

Rockhoof seemed to misinterpret Dash's comment, thinking that she meant he was too big to stand behind Twilight without his hindquarters knocking down the walls of the Town Hall. He leaned forward and grabbed the wood of the pillory in his teeth, and effortlessly lifted the whole thing, princess included.

"Woah!" Twilight yelled.

The pillory's timbers creaked as he dropped the whole burden down, far enough from the building that he could comfortably fit behind her. From somewhere in the growing crowd of onlookers, Bulk Biceps shouted "YEAH!!!" in approval of Rockhoof's legendary lifting ability.

Dash facehoofed as she clarified, "No, I mean if you tried to cram that--" She pointed at Rockhoof's dick "--inside of that--" She pointed at Twilight's pussy "-- you'd split her in half!"

"Don't be a silly filly, Dashie! Anything is possible if you believe hard enough!"

Pinkie cartwheeled in front of Dash so that she stood between an increasingly horny Rockhoof and Twilight's exposed rear. When Dash didn't seem like she was going to agree, Pinkie added, "It also helps if you have a magic potion for just such an occasion," as she produced a bottle full of a milky white potion.

Twilight asked, "Why the heck do you have something like that with you?"

"Duh, potions are super useful for plot contrivances! Remember in the season 4 premiere, when Zecora just happened to have a potion that made you conveniently see exactly how to stop those magic vines?"

Nopony commented.

"...Well, speaking of plot contrivances, the difference is that this potion's going to let Rockhoof plow your plot!"

"How?" Twilight and Rainbow Dash asked in unison.

"Easy! One dose of this and you'll be all stretchy and squashy. Somepony could drop an anvil on your head, and you'd be totally fine, just like a cartoon character! Not that we are cartoon characters -- I mean, who in their right mind would watch a cartoon about us?"

Again, nopony commented.

Twilight tried one last Hail-Mary attempt to escape her fate. "This is crazy, I can't..." Appealing to Pinkie's culinary sensibilities, she protested, "That potion I took last time tasted awful! Pinkie, you wouldn't make a friend drink something that tasted bad, would you?"

"Never! I'm all about giving my pals the yummiest cakes and pastries and pies I can get my hooves on."

For an instant, Twilight felt relief, but it was snatched from her just as quickly as Pinkie followed up, "But, good news! You don't have to taste this; It's a suppository!"

*PLORP*

"GYYYYAAAAHH!!" Twilight shrieked as Pinkie sunk the neck of the potion bottle into her butthole. She squirmed in discomfort as the potion oozed out, sloshing into her butt. She could feel a tingling as it worked its magic, making her body more pliable and resilient as she butt-chugged the elixir. Once every last drop was inside of her, Pinkie popped the bottle out, leaving only a trickle of potion dripping from Twilight's winking asshole.

"...Well?" Dash asked, "Did it work?"

"Let's find out!" Pinkie shouted, "Rockhoof, are you ready?"

He certainly was. The titanic stallion was snorting and hoofing at the ground impatiently, his member engorged with primal lust. He was so tall that he didn't need to rear up on his hind legs to mount her. He actually had to bend his knees to bring his member down to Twilight's level. Lining himself up with her entrance, he slammed forward.

The onlookers gasped as for a moment it looked like her marehood wouldn't yield. It was like he was trying to cram a tree trunk into her. He applied more and more force as her body was pushed against the wood of the stocks. And then...

*POP*

The blunt head of his cock slipped past her tight lips, sinking the first few inches inside her. The girthy cock plunged deeper and deeper into her, slowly furrowing out a path to her deepest, most sensitive depths.

"MMHH--GHHHUUH!!" Twilight bit her lip and groaned as she was stuffed by Rockhoof. He pushed himself forward with his rear hooves, inexorably bringing his hips closer and closer to Twilight's own. He didn't say a word, merely grunting and huffing as more and more of his cock was gripped by her hot marehood.

On either side of the pillory, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie watched every minute detail of the debauchery. Their own tails batted back and forth as the scene got them worked up, and more than a few ponies in the crowd felt themselves get hot and bothered as well.

Ruts of dirt formed around the pillory's base as Rockhoof quite literally plowed the purple princess into the ground. The sensation of having all that cock inside of her didn't hurt; The potion had spared her that. But there was an obscene, hot ache where it spread her apart.

"So big..." she mumbled as he drove his member into her like a ramrod. Every inch of her was stretching around his rock-hard cock. She whined as his tip bumped into her cervix, pushing her womb forward as he kept going deeper. By the time he had a third of his length sheathed inside her, hit halted Rockhoof's progress with its resistance.

Rockhoof had noticed the obstacle too, snorting and whinnying as he prodded against the tight inner entrance. Always resolute, he dug his rear hooves into the ground.

"Looks like this is gonna be a tight squeeze, lass, but we're more than up to the task, aye?"

Twilight didn't answer. She was silenced as she bit her lower lip, trying to hold back another moan as her massive stud ratcheted his body forward. The pillory skidded forward until Rockhoof slammed his forehooves down in front of it, bracing it in place. He thrust harder, harder, until...

All at once his head ruthlessly slammed through the ring of her cervix, his cock lancing into her with ease now. His medial ring was barely a speed bump after that, mashing against her clit as it pushed into her.

His cock knocked the wind right out of her. Ungodly noises were pushed out from her lungs as the massive head rammed against her, pumping the air out of her like a bellows.

"AAAAUUGHHAAAHH!!!"

"Ach, reminds me of the music of the bagpipes!" declared Rockhoof, who seemed to somehow enjoy the tortured sounds Twilight was making.

Twilight was beyond her limit, gushing marecum all around the meaty pillar Rockhoof was ramming inside of her. The stallion was just getting warmed up, however. He rolled his hips, getting into the groove of fucking her. Wrapped tight around him, his broad cockhead dragged her womb back every time he pulled back.

Under her was more than just a mere bulge; Twilight was stretched so tight around Rockhoof's girth that his shape was distinctly visible under her belly as if he was wearing a big purple condom.

Twilight felt like he would turn her inside out if he kept it up much longer. Her legs had gone limp by that point, her body supported only by the pillory in front and by the strength of Rockhoof's dick in the rear.

She could barely register the onlooking ponies cheering him on, captured by the spectacle of the mightiest Pillar of Equestria fucking the Princess of Friendship. Earth ponies stamped on the ground, pegasi sported wing-boners, and unicorns discreetly stroked themselves as they watched.

Before long, she heard Rockhoof let out a mighty shout.

"FREEDOM!!!"

Rockhoof rose up on his hind legs, standing rampant for a moment, lifting Twilight, pillory and all, with no more than the strength of his cock.

Then he came.

The first blast of cum felt like a cannon had gone off in Twilight's pussy. With the shape of Rockhoof's stallionhood so distinctly bulging from Twilight's belly, everypony could actually see the thick cream as it pumped out of his flare. As her womb filled, Twilight thought she might go shooting off of his cock like a bottle rocket from the internal pressure. She even felt herself start to slide off his member.

But that wasn't going to happen.

Rockhoof fell back, landing on his ass and collapsing on his back. Consequently, his member was pointing straight up, and gravity ensured that the weight of the pillory would keep Twilight firmly in place until Rockhoof was good and finished.

*Pump...pump...pump...*

Twilight's womb just kept on stretching as Rockhoof shot burst after burst of seed into her. She stared down, amazed at the effects of the potion.

Within seconds, he had pumped her full of enough stallion-batter that she looked like she was pregnant with octuplets. But he kept on going...and going...and going...

Her belly spilled out over her legs, off of Rockhoof, until it looked like she was connected to some giant purple balloon.

Twilight was exhausted from being fucked. She could have easily just sat there for the rest of the day, feeling his spunk slosh around in her womb. But apparently, Rockhoof had places to be. Rockhoof lifted her by the pillory again, clenching it in his teeth.

"Glad to have been of service, lass. Now, up ye go!"

"No, wait!"

*SCHLOORPP!*

Rockhoof lifted her off of his cock, and it seemed to the crowd like somepony had uncapped an upended jug of milk. The potion's elasticizing effect made Twilight's body start to tighten back to normal immediately, and in an instant her pussy was pouring out a torrent of cum, splattering all over the ground.

After a minute, Twilight was back to normal. The only difference was that when Rockhoof put the pillory back down, it was in the middle of a steaming-hot pool of stallion jizz.

As Rockhoof trotted away, Pinkie jumped back up on her soapbox and shouted, "Alright, everypony! Who's next?"

The stallions in the assembled crowd had kept their distance until then, too impressed by Rockhoof to intrude, but Pinkie's offer got their attention. Six stallions stepped forward at once, then paused, looking at one another.

"Who's going first?"

"I mean, If you take her mouth, I can take her ass, then whoever finishes first can swap out..."

As the group of stallions started arguing over who would get the first turn, Pinkie bounced into the mix. "Boys, there's no need to fight! Twilight can totally take you all at once!"

TO BE CONTINUED...

Twilight Gets a Brain Blast

Twilight found herself getting the bollocking of her life. Behind her was a four-stallion pile-up. With her body still enchanted by the potion, her holes stretched wide enough to fit multiple dicks at once. Thunderlane and Davenport were doubling up in her asshole. Squeezed next to them were Dr. Hooves and Lucky Clover, sliding their cocks into her pussy.

She had expected Caramel to want a blowjob when he came around in front of her, but instead, he had backed up in front of her, wiggling his plot in her face. When she opened her mouth he pressed his rear against her muzzle, sliding his balls slid into her mouth. She obediently obliged, sucking his musky nuts while her muzzle nestled between his cheeks.

The only stallion not yet attended to was Soarin. The pegasus surveyed the scene before him, searching for an untaken hole. Caramel offered to share his spot, "Over here, Soarin! There's still some room in her mouth!"

Soarin gave a grunt of dismissal. He wasn't eager to share a hole with Caramel, especially since it would put his cock dangerously close to another stallion's plot. He wasn't in a hurry to join the sausage-fest of stallions behind Twilight either, but seeing how far they were stretching her holes did give him an idea.

In her peripheral vision, Twilight could just barely see Soarin walk up to her right. He came to a stop beside her head. A moment later, she heard a hoof thud against the top of the pillory as the stallion pushed himself up onto his hind legs. His member swung up with him, coming back down to slap against her cheek. Standing proud and straight, his length rested on her face, his tip throbbing next to one of her equine ears.

She felt a hot trickle of precum run from his urethra, pooling in her ear canal. It messed with her hearing a bit, sort of like when she had water in her ears after swimming, but she still heard him say, "Hey, princess. How about we try a little experiment?"

Twilight wasn't sure what he had in mind as he began to grind his member up and down. She felt every bulge and vein on his cock rub against the delicate skin of her right ear's pinna. It was bizarre, but Twilight wondered what kind of experiment involved rubbing her ear on Soarin's cock.

Of course, Soarin wasn't planning on stopping with a bit of ear frottage. He changed his angle, pointing his rod at her canal. All the sound to Twilight's right was muffled by the Wonderbolt's tip mashing into her ear. The opening was tiny, much too tight for anything to normally fit inside.

At least, it would have been too small on any other day.

Suddenly, Twilight realized what Soarin's "experiment" was. As the pegasus drove his hips forward, the narrow canal of her ear stretched several times its normal diameter, widening as his tip forced it open.

"Ggghhmmmffff!?" Twilight's reaction was muffled by Caramel's nuts as Soarin's phallus popped into her ear-hole. The tight opening stretched like rubber as the column of cock plowed inside, going where no cock was ever meant to go.

He was literally skull-fucking her.

Twilight shook in a quick spasm when Soarin felt his tip bump against something. He realized what it was -- he had just mushroom-stamped her brain. "Holy fuck," he groaned, awed by the absurd situation he was in. Still, he kept humping the princess's head.

All of Twilight's senses went topsy-turvy. Her inner-ear functions were fucked - literally - and after a few more thrusts her eyes lost focus, taking on a derpy, walleyed look.

"If you're not careful, they'll stay that way," Derpy Hooves called from the crowd, "Believe me -- I know."

Meanwhile, Caramel was reaching his limit from getting his balls serviced. With a lewd moan, he pushed his plot backward, mashing his balls against her tongue as her face pressed against his ponut, her horn grinding against his dock. His cock shot off like a squirt-gun, blasting a white line of jizz after another in front of the pillory.

Once Caramel extricated his balls from the princess's jaws, Soarin asked her, "Hey, Twilight, how are you holding up?"

Twilight looked at him the best she could with her messed-up eyes. Her answer was a string of gibberish sounds, interrupted for a moment as she yelped when Thunderlane finished in her ass, yanking her tail with his teeth as he did.

"My word," commented Dr. Hooves, "It sounds like you've short-circuited the speech center of her brain."

Soarin paused his thrusts. Concerned, he asked her, "Twilight, this doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Nn--nuh..." Twilight slowly managed to answer.

"Do you want me to keep going?"

"Haaahh!" Twilight moaned in an assenting tone, her tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dog begging for a bone.

"Sounds good to me," Soarin said as he resumed skull-fucking her. His renewed vigor was met with a sexy purr of approval. The princess's saliva spattered against the ground as his hips slapped against the side of her head, her bookish demeanor completely replaced by that of a drooling moron.

As Soarin went on, the other stallions finished behind Twilight, leaving a pool of cum behind her as one after another pulled their members out of her, their jizz pouring out of the vacant holes.

Approaching his climax, Soarin grabbed the pillory with one hoof and gripped Twilight's horn in another. "Fuck!" he groaned as he thrust, using Twilight's horn like a handlebar.

"Fuck! Fuck fuck fu--hucckkkk!" The Wonderbolt's hips shuddered as he orgasmed. Streams of cum pumped out of his flare, bathing Twilight's grey matter in a flood of white jizz. A spurt of it shot out from Twilight's opposite ear, slowing to a trickle after a few moments.

Twilight's forehooves spasmed as if a current was run through them, her nerves glitching out as they were saturated in cum. With a sound like a plug being pulled from a sink, Soarin popped his member free from Twilight's skull, and the spasming stopped. Semen leaked out from both of the princess's ears, and her eyes slowly listed back into focus.

Once both eyes pointed in the proper direction, Twilight blinked and swiveled her head as much as the pillory allowed. "That was, like, sooo fun!" she chirped. With a look of confusion, she asked, "Hey, why isn't anypony fucking me anymore?"

Pinkie and Rainbow Dash looked at each other before answering, "Uh, they all finished in you?"

"So what? Find more stallions!" Twilight pouted, "I might be getting punished, but I'm still a princess, and it's my royal demand you find me more dicks!"

Rainbow snorted out a laugh as Pinkie saluted. "Okey-dokey, Twilight, I'll get right on it!" she yelled before running over to the crowd of onlookers. Seconds later, she returned escorting a group of fully erect stallions.

As the new stallions reamed Twilight, Rainbow nudged her fellow Wonderbolt. "Geez, Soarin," she said, "You turned princess-egg-head into a total bimbo." To that point, Twilight squealed like a hog as two of the new stallions entered her ass at the same time.

"What can you expect?" Soarin responded. Looking at the cum leaking out from her ears, he explained, "The girl's got cum on her mind."

Favors for Fluttershy (Futa)

"Take it easy! In and out, okay? In and out, in and out..."

Rainbow Dash tried to get Fluttershy to take some deep, calming breaths. The yellow pegasus was hyperventilating, dangerously close to fainting with panic.

Dash tried to make her settle down. "Just breathe in and out! You could pass out and crack your skull against the ground if you don't!"

Dash's graphic warning did nothing to calm Fluttershy's nerves. "Oh, I can't believe this happened," the shy pegasus whined. "A whole day locked in the pillory! I don't even like spending the whole day out in public, let alone have ponies see my privates put on display."

"Nah, don't worry," Rainbow Dash shrugged, "Most ponies won't even see them. After all, it's hard to get a good look at somepony's pussy while a stallion is fucking it." As ever, Rainbow was only getting Fluttershy more worked up.

Fluttershy groaned. "There has to be some way out of this. I get nervous at the thought of talking to strangers. The thought of having sex with them...in public..." It was so embarrassing she nearly fainted again at the thought.

"Look, if it means so much to you, I'll talk to Zecora. I'm sure she'll have a way to fix this!"

"Really?" Fluttershy asked, her eyes full of hope.

"Of course!" Rainbow Dash proudly puffed her chest out. "You're talking to Rainbow Dash here, remember? Element of Loyalty? No way am I gonna let a bunch of dumb strangers run a train on my oldest pal. Believe it, you can count on me!"

Fluttershy stood in the stocks, helpless, ass-out. Alone. Abandoned.

Forsaken.

She couldn't believe it. Rainbow Dash had failed her! She hadn't so much as glimpsed Dash since the day before, and now she was locked in the pillory, waiting for somepony to use her like a fuckdoll.

Every time a stallion looked at her, she panicked. More than a few looked like they wanted to take her for a whirl, but they had thankfully been in too much of a rush. Still, somepony would eventually trot up to the pillory and fuck her senseless right in front of Ponyville town hall. Everypony would be staring at her, pointing and laughing at her stuffed pussy, at the noises she made, at the sight of her O-face...

When she caught sight of Rainbow Dash galloping down the street, it was all Fluttershy could do not to break out of the stocks and shake her friend by the shoulders.

Dash started, "Hey Fluttershy, I--"

"Rainbow Dash, where have you been!? I was waiting for you all morning before Twilight came to put me in the stocks, and now you show up as if everything's under control!"

"Woah, cool down! I got it all figured out. You'll be able to finish your day in the pillory without getting fucked by anypony you don't know."

Fluttershy couldn't see how Rainbow planned to do that, seeing as she was already in the pillory. "How? Are you going to break me out of here?" she asked.

Rainbow seemed surprised. "What? No way, dude. That would be, like, illegal or something. Or maybe just a misdemeanor, I dunno. All I know is if I tried something like that, Twilight would have me locked up in there along with you."

So that was that, then. Fluttershy seemed to wilt as her last glimmer of hope was snuffed out. Rainbow Dash had failed her, and now she was going to get gangbanged for all of Ponyville to see.

But Rainbow Dash had more to say. "So I went to Zecora and told her how much you didn't want a bunch of random stallions to stuff your holes. Thankfully, she had just the thing!"

With that, Rainbow stood up on her hind legs, lazily beating her wings to stand erect. Very erect.

*Schwing!*

Fluttershy stared in shock at the long, veiny futa-cock that jutted out from Rainbow Dash's groin. That definitely hadn't been there a day ago! Fluttershy had seen other penises before; Anypony that worked with animals knew something about the birds and the bees (including how the birds and bees did it), but Dashie's equipment was like nothing she'd seen before.

Dash proudly presented her newly acquired genitalia. Her cock was huge -- bigger than most stallions', and so vascular! It throbbed as her blood pumped through it, the veins bulging like a bodybuilder's juicy bicep. Beneath it dangled a sack that carried a nice, heavy pair of balls.

Fluttershy struggled to find her words. "What...but I...how did--"

"Pretty cool, huh?" Dash asked, as if Fluttershy wasn't staring, mortified. "Zecora whipped up a potion, and presto! I've got the awesome-est cock in Ponyville."

It was pretty awesome, Fluttershy had to admit. Speechless, she stared at it. Dash's cock and balls swayed beneath her undercarriage, hypnotizing Fluttershy like a pendulum. Fluttershy finally cleared her head enough to ask, "But...why?"

"You said you didn't want to have to do it with a bunch of strangers," Dash explained. "Nopony's gonna be able to fuck you if I keep you occupied all day!"

"And by 'keep me occupied' you mean..." Fluttershy trailed off. As if she even needed to ask.

"I'm gonna fuck you til' the sun goes down!" Dash proudly replied. She gave her hips an experimental wiggle, watching her cock wag from side to side like a dog wagging its tail. "Damn, this thing's pretty sweet. If I was a stallion, I'd be playing with this all day! So, are you ready to get started?"

Fluttershy looked upon the huge organ with dread. She had hoped to escape her fate of being fucked in public. Sadly, it looked like this was the best offer she was going to get. She whined, "At least promise you'll be gentle."

Dash shrugged. "Gentle. Sure. Got it." Thrusting forward, she stamped her tip against Fluttershy's pouting lips. Her airways were immediately flooded with the sweet, sweaty musk of Dash's penis. Resigning herself to her fate, she opened her mouth, allowing it to slip inside.

"GHLAAALPP!!"

Fluttershy gagged as Dash sank as far as she could manage in a single thrust. Her throat clenched as the cock swabbed her tonsils. Despite the Wonderbolt's promise to take it easy on her, Dash was too inexperienced with her cock to show proper restraint. Eyes watering, Fluttershy glared up at Dash, accusingly.

"Sorry," her friend apologized, "It just...oh, Celestia...It feels so good!" Dash withdrew her member before trying to thrust it back in. Fluttershy had to fend off the invading length with her tongue to keep Dash from ramming it down her windpipe.

Fluttershy was a pretty prudish mare by most standards, but the rich aroma of Dash's endowment had her drooling despite herself. Her mouth watered, responding to the presence of the savory taste of cock-meat on her tongue.

"Fuck, your tongue is wrapping around my cock," Rainbow Dash groaned as Fluttershy's tongue wrestled with her organ. Dash bit her bottom lip, a shiver running up her spine. She wanted to make this as easy for her friend as she could -- she really did -- but looking at that pretty, innocent little face, all full of cock, drooling and gagging...

"Gluk-gluk-gluk!"

It made a part of her want to bully Fluttershy a bit. Rainbow Dash leered at her, a gleam of primal lust in her eyes, her lips curled in a half-smirk, half-sneer. She teased, "That's right, wrap your lips around this big ol' dick. You like this, don't you?"

"Hmmm?" Fluttershy hummed, her mouth too busy to properly form a reply. The Wonderbolt grabbed Fluttershy's head with her forehooves and bucked her hips forward, sliding her shaft down her gullet. "Gluurck!"

"Aw, yeah! Take it!" Dash yelled as she facefucked her friend. It wasn't her fault that Fluttershy was so fun to mess with! Her meaty medial ring rubbed along Fluttershy's luscious lips as she pumped in and out.

Dash felt a rising sensation stir in her loins. "Oh! W-what's going on? I feel...I feel kinda funny! What in Tartarus is happening?" Dash didn't slow her thrusts as a look of confusion clouded her face. Her member felt even more sensitive now, blood pumping through her veins harder than ever. Her balls felt all tingly and her tip began to expand until it formed a perfect flare. It dawned on Dash what was happening, and she gasped in awe.

"I'm cumming! Oh my gosh, I'm cumming! This is what cumming feels like! It feels so good!" she screamed, her cock throbbing in Fluttershy's mouth. "I'm about to cum! I'm--"

*GLOOOSH!!!*

Rainbow Dash's world got rocked by her first orgasm with her brand-new cock. Her load blasted out from her cumslit, a high-pressure stream of spunk hosing Fluttershy's throat. Dash's mouth formed an "O" of pleasure, moaning as her seed spilled forth. She teetered back, unable to keep her equilibrium.

Fluttershy's mouth was full to burst. She looked like a chipmunk, the way her cheeks were so stuffed with nut. Dash fell on her back, popping her cock out of Fluttershy's mouth like a cork from a bottle. Her jizz sloshed out of Fluttershy's open lips, the shy pegasus not bothering to swallow the load. As Dash's length swung back to slap against her belly with a meaty "thwap," it flung a rope of cum across her own face, painting a white line across her blissful expression.

Lying on the ground, she caught her breath as Fluttershy struggled to spit out the spunk that remained in her mouth. "Whew," Dash groaned, "I was really cumming buckets there." She got back on her hooves, panting. Her coat was lathered with sweat, her member dangling beneath her. Realizing she had cum on her face, she licked it off without hesitation. "Mmm~!" she hummed, smacking her lips, not shy at all about tasting her own cum. "Not bad!"

Fluttershy, meanwhile, seethed in the stocks. She complained, "You promised you'd be gentle!"

Ouch. Dash winced. Some Element of Loyalty I am, she thought. Her strength came back to her as she moved toward her friend. "I know. I'm sorry, you just...you felt so good. Can you forgive me?" She gave Fluttershy her best puppy-dog pout, begging for her to accept her apology.

If Fluttershy had one talent (other than taking care of animals) it was forgiveness. "Well, I guess it's not all your fault," she sighed, "It must feel pretty tough to keep control when you have a stallion's thingy. Especially one that big..."

"It sure is tough," Dash quickly agreed. Leaning in, she surprised Fluttershy with a kiss. Licking up another dollop of cum off Fluttershy's lips, she purred, "I bet I'll be able to make it up to you in round two!"

"Eep!"

*SLAPP!* *SLAPP!* *SLAPP!* *SLAPP!*

"Ahhhh...Dashie!" Fluttershy squealed as she came, squirting as her walls tightened around Dash's veiny cock. Squirts of marecum rained down, soaking into the ground.

Fluttershy hadn't expected that being used in the pillory could feel so good. She was still embarrassed that other ponies were watching her, but Rainbow Dash seemed to be on a mission to prove she had the number one cock in Equestria. The physical pleasure almost made the rest of the world fade away.

Almost.

"Well, well, well. Look who's in the stocks: If it isn't Sluttershy and Rainbow Crash!"

Rainbow scowled as a trio of pegasi glided down to the pillory. They were the three bullies that always teased Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy back when they were fillies in Cloudsdale: Hoops, Dumbbell, and Score. All three of them openly ogled Fluttershy, licking their lips as their cocks dropped from their sheaths. Clearly, they each wanted to fuck the mare they had bullied all those years ago.

"Beat it, fellas," Dash said, waving the bullies away with a free hoof. "Go find something else to stick your greasy little pricks in! This mare's taken." Dash pushed her cock deeper into Fluttershy's canal, demonstrating that her marehood was currently unavailable.

"Maybe her cunt is full," Hoops jeered, "but her mouth is free for the taking." The stallion trotted up to the pillory, his thick cock slapping against his belly. Fluttershy flinched, not wanting to imagine the humiliation of being forced to blow her bullies.

"Nope, that hole's taken too!" Dash popped her member free from Fluttershy's pussy and zipped around to Fluttershy's front, quick as a flash. Fluttershy was suddenly greeted by the taste of her own twat. One second, Dash had been in her pussy, the next, she was in her mouth, the wet shaft coated in Fluttershy's juices.

Hoops sulked and backed away, but Dumbbell chuckled, "Okay, fine. If that's how you wanna play it, I want that ass of hers," as he circled around to her rear. The virginal rosebud winked at him when he flipped her tail up, but Fluttershy's protests were muffled by Dash's dick.

Dumbbell loudly snorted before spitting out a wet glob of drool directly onto her sphincter, giving her some improvised lubrication. He aimed his blunt tip at her delicate pucker, about to penetrate her when Rainbow Dash yanked her wiener out of Fluttershy's throat.

"That's mine too!" Dash barked as she bolted behind her friend. She bumped Dumbbell out of the way before snuggling her cockhead between Fluttershy's buttcheeks.

"No fair!" Dumbbell shouted, but Dash ignored him.

Fluttershy shook like a leaf, but given the choice she preferred to have Dash take her anal virginity rather than Dumbbell. The tight tailhole offered fierce resistance, but it wasn't enough. Dash's thrusts had some impressive horsepower behind them, her athletic glutes pumping her hips forward.

The tight opening stretched as Dash applied pressure to it. Fluttershy grimaced, the pain mixing with an unfamiliar pleasure. Wider and wider, until--

*SCHLORP!!!*

The instant it was wide enough to take Dash's tip, all the built-up pressure was released. The hole hungrily engulfed her broad cockhead, and the rest of the thick cock plowed in after it. Fluttershy groaned as she felt every vein of Dash's powerful shaft pulsing inside of her butt.

With her cock wrapped in the warmth of her friend's body, Dash was stunned by the new sensation. It felt like a perfect fit, like a lock and key. She pushed forward, drilling her way deeper into Fluttershy's ass. It was a tight squeeze, and all the while the tight ring of Fluttershy's ponut gripped her shaft. A manic expression clouded the Wonderbolt's face as she delved into those anal depths, almost losing control of herself in the pleasure again.

She snapped out of it when Score observed, "Hey, her cunt's free again!"

"Too slow, bozo!" Before Score could hope to act, Dash switched holes. She didn't miss a beat. "You snooze, you lose, boys!"

With Dash zipping from hole to hole, the bullies couldn't even touch Fluttershy. Eventually, they got fed up and left in a huff, their cocks hanging flaccid as they shrank back into their sheaths. Once they were out of sight, Dash pulled herself out of her friend's cooch.

"Thanks, Rainbow," Fluttershy whispered.

"No need to thank me," Dash boasted, "I'm just doing my duty." Of course, duty wasn't the only thing she was interested in; Even though the bullies had left, Dash still chose to pump her next load into Fluttershy's ass.

TO BE CONCLUDED!

The Magic of Futa-Friendship Grows

Rainbow Dash was a champion. She had speed and endurance in spades, but even Wonderbolts ran out of gas eventually. By the time late afternoon came, she was running on fumes. Her thrusts were tired, her body exhausted and sore. It was time for her to throw in the towel.

"That's it," she groaned, finally tapping out. "The spirit is willing, sure, but the flesh is weak! If I try to bust another nut, the only thing that's gonna come out is dust." She slumped in a heap on top of Fluttershy, her cock drooping limp and tired.

Fluttershy's holes had been fucked more times that day than in the rest of her life combined. The reaming Dash gave her left them tender and gaping, but she was still worried. Her sentence wasn't over yet, and now that Dash wasn't hogging her holes, she was free game. Already, a few stallions were eying her, their cocks coming to attention.

"Come on, Dashie! It's just for a little while longer," she begged.

"I'm sorry," Dash groaned, "I can't go on. Mark it in the calendar: Today is the day Rainbow Dash failed!"

"No, you haven't!"

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash both looked up to see the clouds part, and Twilight Sparkle swooped down like a bright ray of hope. She landed right in front of them. Behind her, Rarity, Pinky Pie, and Applejack galloped to her side and fanned out to surround the stocks.

"What are you gals doing here?" Rainbow Dash asked

"Your plan to stay with Fluttershy all day in the pillory inspired us all! We all wanted to support our friend alongside you," Twilight explained.

"So you're going to let me out?" Fluttershy asked.

"Of course not!" Twilight immediately shut her down. "But we went to Zecora, and we all asked for the same potion she gave Rainbow Dash!"

"Look at them, darling! Aren't they splendid?" Rarity asked, lifting a hind leg to show off her magically enhanced undercarriage. Fluttershy's head swam as all the girls showed off their newly acquired endowments, suddenly surrounded by horny futa-cocks.

Each penis was as unique and special as the ponies they belonged to. Rarity sported an elegant, unblemished member that proudly stood at attention. Pinkie Pie cartwheeled and tumbled on her back, showing off a lively pink weenie, eagerly wiggling it around. Applejack's dappled horsecock looked right at home between the farmpony's hind legs; thick, rugged, and burly. Lastly, Twilight completed the diverse display of dicks with her glistening, virile alicorn shaft. It was wet and slippery with its own fluids, already drooling a gooey river of precum from its slick tip.

Fluttershy blinked in amazement, only able to squeak out, "Oh, my..."

"With all these dicks, we oughta be able to keep your holes stuffed 'til sundown!" Applejack promised. The mares all murmured in agreement, ready to commit themselves to the task ahead.

"If nopony has any objections, I'll go first," Rarity said before sashaying behind the pillory. Unlike Rainbow Dash, she kissed and massaged Fluttershy's tender mound before even coming close to penetrating her. Fluttershy's gash was sweaty, stretched, and sore from all the fucking Dash had done. Regardless, Rarity ate her out as delicately as if she were taking high tea with Princess Cadance.

"What are you doing all that for?" Dash asked. The speedster had never been one to take things slow.

Rarity rolled her eyes. "It's called foreplay, darling. You might want to try it sometime. I think you'll find that ponies appreciate a generous lover." Returning to her task, she boasted, "A true lady is still a lady, even when she's sporting a phallus as magnificent as this one."

"You said it, sister!" Pinkie Pie hooted in agreement. She stood on her hind legs, declaring, "I might have a fat, throbbing, one-eyed monster of a cock hanging between my legs, but inside my chest beats the heart of a maiden!" Maiden or not, she twirled her dick around like a propeller before hopping in front of the stocks.

Meanwhile, Rarity gave a parting kiss to Fluttershy's flanks before moving up to mount her. She cooed at Fluttershy in sultry tones, "Can you feel me back there, darling? Can you feel how hard your beautiful body made me?" She sawed her length along Fluttershy's labia, demonstrating her point. "Now you'll see I wasn't exaggerating all those times I complimented you when we were in the spa together."

Fluttershy blushed. "You don't need to say all those things," she muttered, embarrassed by all the praise.

"But I do," argued Rarity. "You're built like a goddess, my dear. You deserve to be suitably worshipped, and now I have the proper tools to do it. So get ready --" She shifted her hips "-- because I'm going to start fucking you. Nice. And. Slow."

The fashionista slowly exhaled as she penetrated Fluttershy. She breathed deep, savoring the new experience of a mare wrapped around her cock. Once she was a few inches in, she rocked her hips, rhythmically pumping in and out. Rarity moved with perfect grace.

Pinkie watched, bouncing with pent-up energy. "That sure looks fun," she observed. "I wanna try too!" She waved her cock in front of Fluttershy but suddenly balked. She backed away as if she remembered some important detail at the last moment. "Ooh, one sec! I forgot to add toppings!"

Pinkie pulled out a can of whipped cream. She got to work, and after a few moments, she finished dressing up her Pinkie-penis like an ice cream sundae, topped with whipped cream, sprinkles, and a cherry on top. She even finished it off with a swirled drizzle of chocolate and caramel syrup.

"Ta-dah! It's a banana-split sundae" -- she flaunted her sugar-coated cock and balls -- "with extra nuts!" Pinkie seemed infinitely amused by her dumb gag, but everypony else just groaned. Returning her attention to Fluttershy, she asked, "Do you like bananas, Fluttershy?"

"Um, not really. I prefer--"

"Well, I bet you'll like THIS banana!" The toppings got everywhere as she messily rammed her cock into Fluttershy's mouth. Fluttershy struggled to take the whole thing, sugary toppings and all. Saliva and whipped cream dribbled from her chin, but Pinkie just humped away. If anything, the party pony liked the mess she was making. "Hoooo, yeah," she groaned, "Give me more of that sloppy toppy!"

Getting it from both ends, Fluttershy was quite a sight. Her eyes were watering, her coat was covered in sweaty lather, and her ass was still gaping from Rainbow Dash's earlier anal escapades. On one end, Rarity plunged into her pussy with sinuous, serpentine strokes. On the other end, Pinkie pounded her face into a frothy mess of spit and sugary syrup.

What shocked her was that despite it all, she was enjoying herself. Pinkie looked so happy, sliding her shaft between Fluttershy's lips, and Rarity moaned in delight as she ravished her rear. Seeing how all her friends came to help her out in the pillory made her feel very lucky. Very lucky indeed.

Behind her, Rarity closed her eyes, feeling a rising tension in her loins. "Oh, my! Something's coming..." she cried. Her balls raced up as her cock stiffened, about to climax. "Oh, heavens! It's...It's all coming out! I'm--aah--haah--HAAAOOOHH!"

She arched her back, every one of her muscles pulled taut by the thrill of orgasm. Alabaster white cum poured into Fluttershy's waiting pussy where it mingled with what remained of Dash's previous deposits. The generous load left a paunchy bulge in Fluttershy's tummy, showing how stuffed with cum she was.

As Rarity drew herself free, Pinkie announced her own impending orgasm, albeit with much less delicacy than Rarity had. She whooped, "Look out, everypony! I'm gonna cream!" For a moment, Pinkie stopped her barrage of thrusts and pulled out of Fluttershy's mouth. "Get ready," she warned, "Here comes the money shot!"

Fluttershy squeezed her eyelids shut just in time for--

*SPLAT!*

Her face looked like Pinkie had thrown a banana cream pie at it. Everypony tried not to laugh at the sight of Fluttershy's surprised face coated with thick white goop (except Pinkie, who laughed freely). The cum-covered pegasus had to wait for Pinkie to use a hoof to wipe the spunk from her eyes before she could blink them open.

"Wowza, my balls blasted you with an extra-large serving of special sauce!" Pinkie stared at the cum on her hoof, taking a whole nanosecond to consider before tasting it. "Mmm, yummers!" she hooted before diving in tongue-first to lick Fluttershy's face clean.

Meanwhile, Applejack plodded behind the pegasus. "Move over, Rarity! Enough of that fancy unicorn fuckin'; I'm gonna show you how an earth pony ruts a mare!" She took Rarity's place, ignoring the earlier advice about foreplay as she lined her cock up with Fluttershy's cornhole. The earth seemed to shake as Applejack dug her hooves into the ground before unceremoniously plowing into her.

"Eeep!" Fluttershy squeaked as her butt was stretched anew by Applejack's girthy rod. Dash's dick had been big, but Applejack was rocking a package that put it to shame. Her cock was thick as a log and just as sturdy. It was like Applejack was trying to stuff a whole apple tree trunk up her friend's ass.

"Applejack, you have to be more gentle!" Twilight chastised the farmpony as she pounded away at Fluttershy's tender hole.

"I'm tryin', sugar cube," Applejack apologized, "but I ain't ever had one of these before and -- Golly! I dunno how Big Mac can stand to tear himself away from Sugar Belle for five minutes! How can stallions focus long enough to do anythin' when havin' a cock feels THIS good?" Her powerful flanks flexed, pushing her rod deeper into Fluttershy's poor butt.

"Just try and pace yourself," Twilight suggested. "It's not a contest."

"Yeah," Dash said, "but if it was a contest, I'd totally win."

The boast fell on deaf ears. Applejack wasn't acknowledging anypony anymore, just driving her broad dick into Fluttershy like she was hammering a fencepost into the ground. The other mares gave a pitying look at their friend in the pillory as she got her booty blasted.

“Ah… ahn…AAUUGH!"

They needn't have felt sorry for her. Fluttershy could have never imagined it felt so good to be ruthlessly pounded in the ass by a thick, hard penis. Yet, here she was, moaning as Applejack's rod thrust in and out, plunging into Fluttershy's ass like she was churning butter in the barn.

The pounding stopped as Applejack went stiff as a board. She gritted her teeth, trying in vain to hold back before giving in. After a few deep breaths, Applejack groaned, "Aw, horseapples! I can't hold it in any longer!"

Shockingly, the head of Applejack's futa-cock got even broader, stretching Fluttershy's guts to the limit. A few spurts of cum squirted out as Applejack clenched her jaw, her heavy nuts twitching in their sack. All of the earth pony's strength flowed out of her as her balls emptied into her friend's ass.

"Ha!" Rainbow Dash laughed, "And here I thought I was the fastest pony alive!"

Her pride wounded, Applejack blushed. She was accustomed to being the dependable one, stubbornly standing tall through any challenge. This time, she'd crumbled. Its load shot, her member went limp and slid out of Fluttershy's gaping, cum-filled colon. "Sorry," she muttered, pulling her hat down to hide her face.

"You don't need to feel sorry!" Fluttershy blurted out. Her desire to comfort her friend trumped her shyness. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of."

"Yeah, It's only natural that you'd be on a hair-trigger with a cannon that big!" Pinkie added.

"In fact, I think it's flattering!" Rarity chimed in. "You were so overwhelmed by Fluttershy's feminine charms you couldn't last a moment longer!"

"You think?" Applejack asked, her confidence returning.

Everypony nodded in agreement. Even Rainbow Dash conceded, "I mean, I guess it's not that lame if it's your first time. Now move over, already! Twilight hasn't gotten a turn yet."

Applejack obeyed, and all eyes turned to Twilight. The majestic alicorn cock was even bigger now, growing more engorged each time the princess watched one of her friends fuck Fluttershy. Now, it was so pumped up that it had gained a curve, the swollen head pointing up to rest against Twilight's tummy. The slit at the tip gushed as it pumped out precum like a broken tap, a stream of transparent fuck-honey drizzling down to the ground.

Fluttershy felt like she had butterflies in her stomach. That thing, sticking out from Twilight's crotch like a second, even more magical horn, was about to go inside her!

"I've never had one of these before," Twilight explained as she approached the pillory, "but I have read a lot of literature on the subject!"

"I'll bet she has," Dash joked, "All that porn in the romance section of the library's totally just there for her to 'bone up' on her studies!"

"Brave words," Twilight quipped back, "coming from somepony who writes Daring Do erotic fanfiction!" Dash shut her mouth, silenced.

The afternoon sky grew dimmer and redder as the sun sank closer and closer to the horizon. "You better hurry up, Twi," Applejack remarked, "If you don't get to business soon, the sun will set before you can get your rocks off!"

"You're right!" Twilight noted with alarm. "I don't want to run behind schedule!" Pushing her naturally lubricated tip against Fluttershy's lower lips, Twilight sank into her friend's snatch with ease. It was a snug fit, Fluttershy's canal milking Twilight's futa-cock every inch of the way. But her cock was so lubed up with alicorn precum that she effortlessly glided in until her hips smacked against Fluttershy's yellow flanks.

"Good heavens," Rarity remarked as Fluttershy swooned, going limp in the stocks. "Are you quite alright, Fluttershy?"

"Aaaahhh..."

"Pardon?"

"AAAAHHH!!!" Fluttershy howled, her passion reaching another crashing crescendo. Her head whipped back as she came, her tight tunnel clamping on Twilight's member, gushing marecum onto the alicorn's balls. The feeling only egged Twilight on. She kept sliding her shaft in and out, slapping her hips against Fluttershy's butt as the sunset inevitably came closer.

"I admire her stamina, but if she doesn't cum soon, it'll be too late," Dash pointed out.

"That would certainly be an anticlimax," Rarity worried. Everypony would be disappointed if Fluttershy's day in the pillory lacked a grand finale.

Suddenly, Pinkie jumped up, an idea forming in her head. "Maybe Twilight's prostate just needs some stimulation!" She scooted behind the princess, her Pinkie-penis erect and ready to go again.

"Slow down, Pinkie Pie!" said Applejack, "Fluttershy's the one in the stocks, not Twilight!"

"That's right, Pinkie. Rules are rules," Twilight added, splitting her focus between reprimanding Pinkie and fucking Fluttershy. "Mark my words: If you stick your penis in me, you'll be the one locked up in the pillory tomorrow!"

As soon as she shut her mouth, Twilight realized her mistake. That threat wasn't the deterrent she meant it to be. Quite the opposite, in fact.

"That better be a Pinkie-promise!" the pink futa-mare chirped as she hilted her penis in the princess's purple plot. Twilight shrieked from the sudden invasion, her legs feeling like jelly as her muscles spasmed. She lost her balance, staggering back like a clumsy foal. Her cock slipped out of Fluttershy, leaving the hot gash between her legs empty.

Twilight's knees wobbled as Pinkie's fuck-stick prodded her magically endowed prostate. She swayed uneasily, trying to put one hoof in front of the other. She wanted to step forward and put herself back inside Fluttershy, but her equilibrium had been fucked right out of her. With all the grace of slipping on a banana peel, she tripped and fell on her belly.

She managed to land so that her cock pointed behind her like a third leg. That was a relief; It would have hurt to land on top of it with her weight and Pinkie's combined. Meanwhile, Pinkie prone-boned the princess, milking her prostate with strong, fast strokes until--

"Oh ff--FUUCKK MEEEE!!!" Twilight screamed.

With less than a minute to go before the sun set, Twilight's cock gushed like a broken pipe. Gouts of alicorn cum burst out behind her, her flailing dick sending it spraying in wild arcs. After a few moments, the ground behind her looked like a modern art masterpiece, painted all in white.

"Wow, look at all that ball batter!" Pinkie giggled, still humping into Twilight's tush. "Too bad none of it ended up inside Fluttershy!"

By then, the sun was almost hidden past the horizon. "Well, that's it," Rainbow Dash declared, "We went the whole day without--"

"LOOK OUT BELOW!"

Everypony dove out of the way as Zephyr Breeze swooped down, skidding on the ground. "I heard my sweet sis was in the pillory today. I know how shy she gets, and I figured the poor thing could use some comfort from her beloved little brother's body!" Without even slowing down, he galloped towards Fluttershy's vacant vagina, his cock already erect.

Rainbow Dash panicked. Zephyr was precisely the kind of creep she'd been trying to keep away from Fluttershy all day! "Hold your horses, Zephyr! There's practically no time left for you to have a turn!"

Undeterred, Zephyr mounted his sister, his cockhead kissing her well-used pussy. "Don't worry, Dash!" he replied, "This won't take long. I've been doing no-fap to heighten my testosterone like a true sigma-male!" Before Rainbow Dash could react, Zephyr thrust his dick into his sister's pussy, a look of pure contentment on his face.

"Ugh!" Fluttershy grimaced as her brother penetrated her. The other mares watched as Zephyr's second thrust brought his medial ring crashing past Fluttershy's lips.

The sun disappeared over the horizon as Zephyr delivered his third thrust, penetrating the entrance to his sister's womb. Dash sighed in relief as the sun set. "That's it, time's up! Fun's over, Zeph. You gotta--"

"OooOOOoohHHhooOO!!!"

Zephyr let out an ungodly moan as his eyes crossed in the most undignified O-face in history. Maybe it was the taboo of fucking his sister, or maybe it was from being watched by Rainbow Dash, or maybe it was just because he was a three-pump-chump, but he nutted right then and there.

*SPLOO~OOGE!*

The useless stallion might have had no discernable talents, but he could certainly cum a lot. His potent seed swam into his sister, filling her fertile belly with the warm glow of brotherly love.

"Dude, what the hell!" Dash growled. She punched Zephyr in the shoulder, but the stallion barely noticed, his flared member still lodged firmly inside his sister's cunny. "You're gonna get her pregnant!"

"Not necessarily," Rarity interjected, trying to settle everypony down. "I mean, what are the odds that Zephyr Breeze's sperm finds the egg?"

Queen Haven brought her story to an end. "...And that's why it's named Zephyr Heights!

Zipp and Pipp's mouths were agape. Both of them were shocked and scandalized, scarcely believing what they heard. The three had been halfway to Maretime Bay when their mother decided to regale them with the sex-filled story of how their royal ancestors were sired.

"Are you telling me our kingdom's capital was named after some doofus who fucked his sister?" Zipp asked.

"That's right."

"And our entire dynasty is descended from a long line of their inbred incest babies?" Pipp added.

"Of course," Queen Haven said in a serious tone, "and now you know our royal family's dark secret."

Zipp and Pipp had more questions. "But why did you have to be so graphic about describing all the sex scenes?" Pipp asked.

"And why did you need to mention all the other ponies that fucked Fluttershy?"

"And why are you telling us all of this now?"

"I'll answer that last question. There's a good reason I'm explaining all this to you now," Queen Haven explained, "Let's just say that to this day, earth ponies still keep some traditions from back then alive. I just want you two to be prepared..."

She trailed off as they swooped below the clouds and Maretime Bay came into view. Something was going on in the middle of town. A crowd of earth ponies had formed up in two groups. As they approached, Zipp and Pipp realized the significance of their mother's story.

A pair of pillories stood in the town square, one holding Sprout Clover, the other holding his mother, Phyllis. Hitch Trailblazer stood behind the older mare, publicly punishing her with his dick while Izzy Moonbow magically milked Sprout's stallionhood with her unicorn powers.

"Hey, girls!" Izzy called to her friends, "You've got to try this! Sunny says that because of all the trouble they caused, we get to do all kinds of sex stuff to these two today!" The unicorn's horn glowed brighter as a magical dildo coalesced right at the barrier of Scout's backdoor.

The pegasus princesses didn't answer, their attention elsewhere. They stared in awe as Hitch pulled out of Phyllis's wet pussy, his long member throbbing in the open air. The sisters had never seen an earth pony stallion cum before, but now they watched as Hitch whinnied in orgasmic bliss, his member flaring as he shot ropes of stallion batter all over the mare's back.

"Holy crap!" Zipp looked at her sister. "This is crazy!"

"You said it, sis!" Pipp pulled her phone out and started recording. "I'm gonna get so many followers when I post this to UnicornHub!"

Author's Note

It's finally over -- or at least, it is for the Main 6!