Paradise Found

The Griffon of Paradise, High Priestess of the Island Spirit had enjoyed a productive afternoon. She walked with a spring in her step towards the base of the temple stairs with a freshly killed goat slung over her broad shoulders, and a leather satchel filled to bursting with an abundance of jungle produce. Meat for herself, and sweet succulents for the pony.

The griffon who once answered to “Gilda” hummed in satisfaction and pleasure as her home came into view. The heft of her massive breasts bouncing in front of her, as well as the weight in her swaying posterior served as a constant reminder of the gifts the Spirit had bestowed upon her. With lots of muscle to go with the curves, and the sharpened instincts of a natural predator, she had everything she needed to feed a ferocious beast like herself.

The priestess scaled the temple steps effortlessly. Her prominent traps and deltoids bulged as she slung the goat from her shoulders and hooked it to the rack outside one of the outbuildings. The satchel was emptied into a simple storage chest.

The goat could be dressed and the fruits prepared later. Right now, the griffon’s perpetual ache of desire was flaring up again. She rumbled in delight before taking a moment to fondle one of her milky tits while the other brushed along her sopping wet slit. Now where to find Rainbow Dash? For all the pegasus’s protestations, she was always receptive to the griffon’s advances. Truly she could not think of a finer lover.

The griffon was just about to call out for Dash when she spotted her. The young mare, body blessed with almost the same endowments as her own, had not moved since the priestess had left to hunt and gather. She sat at the base of the lone palm tree in the courtyard. Her knees were drawn up to her greatly enhanced chest and concealing her face, and her hands clasped her shins tightly.

Curious and a little concerned, the Griffon of Paradise stepped lightly over to the pegasus. As she drew closer, she could swear that she heard sniffling.

“Rainbow Dash?” she said as she reached the pegasus. She knelt down and rested a hand on her shoulder. “What ever is the matter? Did you hurt yourself?”

Rainbow Dash paused, then brought a hand up to wipe her eyes. She then looked up at the griffon, the one she still called “Gilda.” Her expression was one of forlorn and exhaustion.

“Gilda,” she muttered. This was not the griffon’s name, but it didn’t bother her to be called as such. “Look, I -I just…” She took a quivering breath and collected herself. The Griffon of Paradise sat down beside her, patiently waiting for her to continue.

“I just wanna go home,” Rainbow Dash finally said.

The griffon blinked in confusion. Her yellow eyes darted around the temple complex, and she waved at the stone around them. “You are home, silly!” she said.

“No!” Rainbow Dash snapped, then more quietly, “No. You really don’t get it, do you? Gilda, I didn’t come here to join you. We’re best friends, remember? We’re not supposed to be marefriends. I’m not here to worship this ‘Spirit’ of yours and become a hulking, freakish sex thing!

“I came to this island to bring you back to Equestria. You’re wasting your life out here, when you could be doing so much more out there.” Rainbow Dash weakly gestured out toward the sea. “But now, I don’t care if I go back with or without you, so long as I leave this fucking island.”

The Griffon of Paradise sat stunned for a moment. Rainbow Dash was refusing the Spirit’s gifts? How could this be? The Spirit whispered in her head. She could sense its own confusion, as well as irritation at the pegasus blaspheming Its greatest work.

The priestess’s eyes narrowed. “You refuse the Spirit’s gift? You defy the promise of a better life serving It? The Spirit will provide for you. You will not want for anything. All you need to do is let it in!”

“Fuck that!” Rainbow Dash growled before standing up abruptly. Perhaps too abruptly, given the way she staggered. “I never wanted to get turned into, whatever I’m supposed to be now,” she waved down at her obscenely enhanced physique and endowments. “I have an entirely different life waiting for me back in Equestria, Gilda! I’m a Wonderbolt now. I have several close friends in Ponyville who I’d lay down my life for just like I would for you. And I have a marefriend.”

The pegasus turned and rested her head on the trunk of the palm tree. “All the sex we’re having, that doesn’t mean what you think it means. Your Spirit is doing this to me. My pussy feels like it’s on fire all hours of the day, and I can’t even look at you without wanting to fuck your brains out. I mean, just getting a whiff of you from downwind is driving me crazy.

“But as good as it feels when we do stuff, all I can think about after that is the strong, smart, beautiful farmpony waiting for me back home.” Turning back to the griffon, but avoiding eye contact, she held up her pendant. “I’m the Element of Loyalty. Loyalty to all my friends, and my marefriend. I’m letting them all down if I stay here.”

This was peculiar, and disconcerting. The Griffon of Paradise cocked her head from one side to the other as she regarded the beautiful specimen before her. So that was the problem, was it? Rainbow Dash was still connected to her past life. Why could she not just let go? The griffon considered asking, but then decided doing so would be a bad idea.

The whispers in her head intensified, and began to coalesce into a suggestion. Distract her. Take her mind off her worries. Make her feel better. This was something the island priestess could do.

With an almost fluid motion, the griffon slid her arms around Rainbow Dash’s solid waist as she stepped in close. Their expansive bosoms mashed together, making both women groan in pleasure. The griffon then guided Dash into turning around. One hand cupped the pegasus’s left breast while the other slid down her abs toward her mound.

“There there, Rainbow Dash,” she cooed, “I know it can be stressful dwelling on your past life. Please, let me help you relax. Then we can see about preparing some lunch for you. I brought some treats you are sure to enjoy!”

Rainbow Dash grunted, and reached up to stroke along the avian Amazon’s cheek. The griffon’s hand squeezed at the mare’s breast, before moving to pinch and tug at her swollen nipple. Rainbow Dash cried out in pleasure, and the savage jungle woman smiled. After just a few seconds of teasing at the dark blue nub, an off-white bead of milk gathered at the tip.

The pegasus’s arms were reaching up and around the griffon’s head now. The griffon obligingly nipped at the back of Rainbow Dash’s neck with the tip of her beak. Dash shuddered in delight. Beads of sweat quickly gathered across her light blue hide from both arousal and the midday sun.

With Rainbow Dash’s arms raised, the wild griffon took a chance. Lowering her head, she weaved around the pegasus’s right arm and toward her armpit. She took a moment to admire the dense red crop of hair sprouting from it. Then, she pressed her beak into the thick of it. A loud purr escaped her as she breathed in to savor the lusty mare’s musk.

The griffon’s talons had just begun to brush along the folds of Rainbow Dash’s pussy when the pegasus suddenly recoiled. “No!” she said once more, before springing her wings and knocking the other, larger woman back. She then turned, her arms folded across her massive chest. The mare was panting and blushing, and clearly filled with need.

“Not now. Not...not today even. I think I need some time away from the temple. Just...leave me alone, okay?” Rainbow Dash was clearly fighting against baser urges, but her willpower won the day. She turned on her heel and strode off toward the exit of the temple.

The Griffon of Paradise looked on in worry. She briefly considered going after Dash, but that would not be necessary. Best to give her the space she requested for the time being. The Spirit wouldn’t let her come to harm away from the temple anyways. Speaking of which…

The priestess looked up at the main temple. After adjusting her various ornamentations, she ascended the stairs with resolve. She would give the Spirit an Offering earlier than usual. That would give her a direct audience with It, and allow It to provide some more detailed instructions.