Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: Noble Brony, this time featuring his dragon/pony/siren hybrid Cynthia, who likes to make snacks of some locals. I've done a few stories with her on sites, but those tended to be my interpretation of the character as an Alicorn level entity. Here's she's more just a single, powerful, predator instead. 20 USD)

The day had been exhausting, the night, a welcome reprieve from everything that was going on in my life. I had strode into my home, my flank sagging a little, as I hung my hat on the rack, and quickly downed a dinner that came from a box. That done, rather than curling up with a good book, I merely went straight to bed, my eyes shut, and my dreams folding out the moment my head had touched the pillow.

I dreamed of better shores and nicer things. I dreamed of mares, and bits, and so many objects of my desire, only to slide comfortably into something mundane, a nice, honest day at my job, something simple, and clean, with smiling coworkers and friendly people. I felt the moon in my dream give a nod, before it winked out, and left me to my pleasantries.

It was in the middle of these that something came into my mind, slithering through the holes of my thoughts. At first, I thought it to be something half remembered from work. A song on the radio, or perhaps something a customer sang, invoking the feelings of a heartsong without dragging anyone else into their emotional high like normal.

Then the dream faltered. The moon grew brighter, as if it were staring at mr, and the dreamspace shattered around me, my body waking in the real world, leaving me groggy, and unable to focus for the longest time, simply blinking at the world around me, my eyes scanning the room, until I saw them in the dark, those glowing orbs.

I should be scared, I realized. Horrified even, and the way the moon had shuddered as I'd woken up said even that might have been too minor of a reaction. Instead, my emotions were neutral, as I watched the orbs, the glowing golden eyes, blink, and the form of the thing slowly slid forward across my carpet, the sound of scales on fiber loud in the silence to my ears.

She was revealed as she stepped into a moonbeam, hissing slightly and pulling back away from it. But in that instant I saw white fur on white scales, a mane that was pink, maybe purple it was hard to tell. Her face though? She looked like a pony, but different. A kirin perhaps, I thought, until that was smoothed away, as she resumed her song, and I fell into a stupor once more.

She avoided the moonbeam, and soon climbed onto my bed, her body, heavier even than my own, sagged the mattress, and her claws, for her feet were not hooved, but ended it toes with sharp claws on the end, ripped away my blanket, tearing it aside, without ever touching my skin, leaving me exposed, leaving me vulnerable, and she licked her lips at me hungrily.

Then she kissed me. Lips met lips, and even in my dulled state, I felt an explosion in my mind, in my body, and most of all, in my loins. It was like she was blowing air into me, inflating herself a sex toy, and for some reason, deep down in myself, I could not find it in me to care, instead moaning, as our tongues began to meet, and I was hers.

We did not dally on the pleasantries. There was no foreplay or subtly to this, as I might have had with a mare I fancied. No, this as instincts driven, and instincts met, as we moaned at each other, as her body came down on mine, and she opened her hips wide, driving her womanhood onto my shaft, and leaving me seeing stars in the darkness.

I had not laid down like this in so long, I thought it would take hours, maybe days, to bring myself to any kind of climax, perhaps even to find the right motions to make, but she would have none of it. She needed none of it. All she desired was me, and I gave her that in my entire, as her chest began to beat into mine, leaving me breathless a she rotated her body up and down.

It did not take long at all for juices to flow out from my body, and into hers. It did not take long for her to facilitate driving me higher than I had ever been before, my heart racing in my chest, leaving me unable to catch my breath as she kept going, kept dragging me into her, rubbing the walls of her insides against my not so little stallion.

When I came, it was with my hooves on her shoulders, holding her against me, and she chuckled, a deep, belly laugh that shook me, but it seemed she was done herself, letting loose a torrent that soaked down my body, creating a wet spot on my bed, one that grew larger, as I released all my pent up emotions at once into her, and she accepted them all.

And then, just like that, I was finished. My muscles, sore from work and now this, simply would not move anymore, collapsing beneath her. It was only in this afterglow, only in this moment, that I realized how strange this all was, wondering what she was, why she had done this, only to look up into her eyes, and watch as she slowly opened her mouth, and revealed fangs.

It was the last thing I saw, as her head surged forward, covering my own with her jaws, and leaving me to vainly struggle, my jerking motions doing little, as she was like a serpent that had caught a mouse, and her jaws slurped at my form, licking me over, and tasting the mixture of our juices, as she worked me down into her throat, with a series of swallows.

My head in her neck, bulging out the thing, I could feel her skin outside stretching, and yet, no matter what I tried, I could not find the strength to fight it. Adrenaline had been spent, and panic, while there, was simply without power, as she gulped, and swallowed, soon having my head pass between her lungs, and beyond her heart, towards a large sack that fueled them all.

Her stomach opened to me easily, and I felt her tickle at my manhood, my shaft shuddering, feeling sore from how abused it had been, before she have a final glurk, and her teeth clacked shut around my hooves, her belly distending around me, not showing me on the outside, as her scales were too strong to be displaced like that, instead, leaving me there, as she rubbed her stomach, and laughed.