Chapters

Bouncing High (object stuffing)
The Observations of an Equestrian Non-Native on Equestrian Societal Norms (casual sex, first time)
Starlight Glimmer Fucks a Cavepony (large insertions, time travel)
Mail Mixup Mishap (large insertion, mild urethral, triplet incest)
The Heat of The Sun (all the way through)
Smooth (full tour, lunar shenanigans)
Gravity (public, accidental orgasm)
Parental Pressure (foalcon, inflation, all the way through)
Morning Wood (futa, urethral sex)
Derpy Works (Them In and) Out (object stuffing)
Heating Your Jets (foalcon, urethral)

Bouncing High (object stuffing)
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Bouncing High (object stuffing)

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Contains: object stuffing, anal insertion, abdominal bulging, all the way through.

Bouncing High (object stuffing)

High Bounce stared at the large box she had carried into the living room.

A few months ago, her bosses had decided to start hosting company wide charity events. Every week, you could donate two bits to have your name put in a drawing for a seemingly random bulk item off the warehouse shelves. The first week had been twenty boxes of tissues. The second week fifty pounds of dry beans. The third week her co-workers finally pressured her into signing up and she found herself the proud owner of a five gallon bucket of almond oil.

Avoiding the drawings had been pretty easy after that until just last week when the flyer went up on the notice board with a picture almost perfectly matching her cutie mark and a description of the prize:

This week's prize: assortment of 500 bouncy balls. Please donate a minimum of two bits into the container below to add your name to the drawing.

She couldn't believe it. What would she even do with five hundred bouncy balls? Even as she tried to picture how many that would even be, she found her horn lighting and two bits floating into the slot and the pen scrawling her name across the page. It wasn't like she was gonna win anyways.

"What am I going to do with five hundred bouncy balls?"

Carefully cutting the tape, she had opened the box to find a brightly colored mess of bouncy balls staring out at her. Picking up a green one, she examined it. The surface of the one inch orb was smooth, the seam between the two halves imperceptible.

"Huh. These are actually pretty well made."

Giving the ball an experimental bounce on the hardwood floor of her living room, she smiled at how well it bounced. Looking back in the box, she simply stared at the other four-hundred and ninety-nine.

"Eh, I can put you guys with the almond oil."

Stowing away the box in her closet, she settled down with a book her friend had recommended.

Later that night, High Bounce set down her book, cheeks flushed and crotch burning. The story had started as a simple adventure, transitioning smoothly into a slow burning romance before abruptly shifting into wild, hot blooded porn.

Getting up and noticing with embarrassment the wet spot on her reading chair, she hustled to the closet and pulled down her box of 'toys' grabbing the bucket of almond oil too, the best use she found for it so far being lube. Glancing at the box of bouncy balls, she paused.

Dawn jumped slightly, voice waivering as she continued her speech to the assembled nobles. Risking a glance to Noble Night, her betrothed took a sip from his hovering goblet, though the glint in his eye betrayed him as another grape slipped past her tight pucker.

Shaking her head, High Bounce turned to shut the closet door, but paused again.

Continuing her speech as best she could, her concentration began to slip as grape after grape filled her waiting rectum.

Grabbing the box of bouncy balls, High Bounce set off for the bathroom, a spring in her step and the gleam of determination in her eye.

Flicking the bathroom light on with a spark of magic, she grabbed the bottle of pills labeled Clean-Out and downed one with a gulp of water from the sink. Shuddering at the sudden empty feeling in her bowels, she turned her attention back to the box.

Dawn shuddered, voice shaking as her nethers clenched, a powerful wink sending her essence splattering to the floor. She could only hope that nopony heard it, though she saw her lover smirk out of the corner of her eye as another grape found its way inside her.

Pulling a pink bouncy ball out of the box, she rinsed it, dried it, and dunked it in the almond oil.

Spinning around to present her ass to the full length mirror, she hitched her tail to the side and took a moment to admire herself.

Office work had been good to her, her hips finally filling out and making her look less like a lanky teenager, her butt cheeks finally getting that bit of jiggle that she had been so envious of in college. Spreading her hind legs, she took a moment to gauge that her tits had grown slightly since last she checked, the small mounds gaining a bit of definition. Tracing her eyes up her soaked slit, disappointingly small clit winking out at her, she gazed at what she believed to be her best feature.

Nestled just beneath her pudgy dock lay her pert ponut, the lightly wrinkled ring of muscle the star of just about every night's show. A bit larger than normal, the dark ring of flesh held a near perfect circle despite her cheeks pressing into either side of it, displaying just how strong the muscle was and just how tight it could grip while the wrinkles on its surface belayed just how stretchy and accepting it could be. Clenching, she watched the ring of flesh tighten, every wrinkle becoming more pronounced before she relaxed, the barest hint of pink flashing momentarily in the middle of her favorite hole.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she steeled herself, though she didn't know why. The bouncy ball was hardly wider than the smallest bead on her anal beads.

Relaxing, she tensed slightly at the tingle of her magic as she slipped the ball into her pucker.

"...Huh. I guess I was expecting more than that."

Shrugging, she picked up a blue bouncy ball, rinsed, dried and lubed it and watched as the ball parted the wrinkles of her tailhole before disappearing inside, leaving behind only a faint sheen in the center of her tailhole.

"Well this is too slow."

Picking up a whole bunch of bouncy balls, she rinsed them as a clump and dried them all off. Dumping them in the lube bucket, it was easy then to slip them into her waiting hole in quick succession. As her rectum filled with rubber, she thought back to the book, trying to imagine herself as Dawn while a Noble Night teased her in front of a banquet.

Dawn winked again, the splattering sound accompanied by another grape slipping into her packed rectum. As another grape kissed her straining entrance, the ones already inside her shifted to make room, slipping beyond her stuffed rear end even deeper into her.

"Ah! OoOoh." High Bounce groaned as the first bouncy ball made its way into her colon. Glancing at the bouncy balless lube bucket, she prepared a larger batch and then kept going.

Continuing her speech before was difficult enough, but the feeling of grapes marching ever deeper into her forbidden recesses made it near impossible. The only consolation was that she was nearly done, stuttering out the words of her final remarks.

Glancing down at her stomach, High Bounce could almost see the line of bouncy balls snaking their way deeper into her. She could certainly feel them. The way the rubbery surfaces squeaked against each other every time she shifted sent such pleasant vibrations through her. Finishing off the batch, she prepared another.

High Bounce wasn't delivering a speech, and she certainly wasn't going to run out of bouncy balls any time soon. She also didn't have a secret lover waiting to meet her in a secluded side room to ravish her thoroughly. She did have another two dozen or so bouncy balls all lubed up and ready to go though. Less than a minute later, they were gone, High Bounce shoving the last one past her sensitive ring with a slight grunt. It was taking more force to move the line along with each ball she added to the train, and it was becoming more difficult to focus her magic though the haze of lust and pleasure.

High Bounce was happy for the break she got to take as she prepared another batch, this batch bigger than any of the others. Looking down at her stomach, she could now easily trace the lumpy U-shaped bulge, the train of improvised anal beads nearing the end of her colon.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up another ball, this one a deep shade of purple. Turning her ass back to the mirror, she smiled at the sight of her quivering tailhole. Oh how much she'd love to be doing this to another mare, if only she could find the courage to actually ask one, and if only they'd actually tell her yes. Shaking away the morose thought, she went back to shoving bouncy balls up her ass.

It only took thirty or so to finish filling her colon, a gutteral groan escaping her as she felt a bouncy ball slip past the sphincter into her small intestine. Pausing for a moment to wonder if this was a good idea, she shifted her weight, causing another five to slip into her most forbidden depths.

"Oh no. There's no way I'm stopping now."

Picking up another bouncy ball, she restarted the laborious and slow process of pushing the train of balls deeper into her.

High Bounce entered into a sort of trance. Pressing each ball past her battered and throbbing ring was a peak, a bolt of electricity racing through her, while also being lost in the sea of similar events. The only constant was the rise of her oncoming orgasm, her soaked clit winking faster and faster. Another batch was prepared, another dozen balls passing through her winking sphincter. Her belly was now noticably heavier, the bulge of her colon lost in the sea of bumps dotting her belly.

The constant flow of rubber balls was both monotonous and devine, the predictable action, much like thrusting, continuously propelling her to greater heights, the slow buildup promising to deliver one of the biggest, most soul shattering orgasms of her life. Gone were the worried thoughts of how she was going to get them out. Gone were the idle fantasies of marefriends future and the passing imaginings of characters read. For High Bounce, all that existed were the dwindling supply of bouncy balls outside her body and the growing mass of rubber inside her body. As she washed and dried the last set of bouncy balls, the thought stuck her that she really was going to fit five hundred bouncy balls into her poor, battered body.

That thought was hot.

While it was a perversion of the bouncing ball on her flank, it was still closer to her destiny than her office job had ever been. And really, how much closer to your destiny can you be than having it literally fill you? She paused, an unexpected sensation catching her off guard.

"Speaking of full..."

Poking her distended belly, she grunted as she felt the mass of balls snaking through her shift, one threatening to escape the confines of her ass, ponut straining to contain it. Completely forgetting the entirely too mundane sensation of fullness, she glanced at the bucket of lube containing the last of the bouncy balls.

"Onetwothreefour... Only eleven left."

Counting down, she slipped each one past her straining ring, the stretching in her rectum almost uncomfortable now. As the last one slipped in, she groaned in unabashed pleasure.

"Five hundred bouncy balls, all in my ass."

Shifting her weight back and forth, her building orgasm reached its final heights as the mass of rubber squeaked and rubbed within her. Remembering the final part of the scene, where Noble Night thrust his throbbing length into her overstuffed butt, she quickly fished her biggest dildo out of her toy box and dunked it in the bucket of lube before slowly thrusting it into her straining tailhole.

The massive rubber cock invading her well-used hole was the final straw, finally pushing her over the edge in a rush of pleasure, fireworks filling her vision as her trembling legs gave out, dropping her to the floor with a thump.

The impact drove the air from her lungs, her body automatically coughing even as her mind was still lost in orgasm. After what was only seconds, even though it felt much longer, she came to, blinking the lights from her eyes. Her blurry vision focusing, she watched a bouncy ball bounce away from her, leaving a wet trail of droplets behind, even as she tasted a faint hint of almonds on her tongue.

The Observations of an Equestrian Non-Native on Equestrian Societal Norms (casual sex, first time)
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The Observations of an Equestrian Non-Native on Equestrian Societal Norms (casual sex, first time)

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Contains: casual sex, public sex, groupsex in the background, gloryhole, anal, spitroast, loss of virginity, culture shock. Now with fixed import weirdness.

The Observations of an Equestrian Non-Native on Equestrian Societal Norms (casual sex, first time)

Equestria is a different place.

When Ke'eliene had boarded the train, frantically waving goodbye to his entire village, he was not prepared for just how different it really was.

Growing up in a moderately sized village in the heart of Zebrica, Ke'eliene had lived a fairly standard life. He’d gone to school, helped around the village, gotten a mentor, the usual for a village Zebra like himself. He’d visited the nearby city a few times and had even seen a few denizens of the neighboring nation of Equestria. How they were all so colorful, he didn’t know. A couple of the brightly colored ponies had even visited the village, though they never stayed for more than a couple of weeks.

After graduating the twelfth grade, Ke'eliene was approached by one of the village elders with a pamphlet they’d received in the mail. Apparently, Equestria had an outreach program where they took fifty students from each nation and gave them a full-ride scholarship to an Equestrian university of their choosing. Figuring he might as well, he applied for the Manehattan University.

He never expected his application to go through.

Only a month later, he found himself holding back tears as he bid everyone he’d ever known goodbye, the conductor shouting a last call through the smokey haze. Scrambling onboard before the train left him, he found the closest window and continued waving until he couldn’t see them anymore. Sitting down, he prepared for what was to be a multi-day journey to Manehattan University, and a new life beyond that.

Ke'eliene blearily opened his eyes as the train rolled into the station, sitting up a little straighter in his seat. He’d watched excitedly out the window as they passed a colorful sign that proudly proclaimed, “Welcome to Equestria!” in a font easily legible in the predawn light. That had been hours ago though, and now the poor sleep he’d gotten on the moving train was catching up to him. Blearily glancing around the half empty train car, he watched as an elderly Zebra stood up, hobbling out the doors as soon as they had opened. With curious eyes, he watched as a group of six ponies about his age walked into the train car, excitedly talking amongst themselves as they sat down in the booth in the corner. The group, primarily Earth Ponies with a single Unicorn, was made up of four mares and two stallions, all of them casually brushing against each other in a way that made Ke'eliene blush. He’d heard that Equestrians were more open in their affections, but this was about as blatant as it got. He didn’t understand which ones were the couples though, they all seemed to brush against each other equally. Trying not to stare, he looked back at the single book he’d brought, though he’d finished it yesterday.

His eyes were drawn back up as the conductor entered the car. “We’re filling water, so we’re gonna be at the station for another ten minutes. If any of you need to use the facilities, now is the time.”

Eyes widening, Ke'eliene jumped up, quickly trotting out onto the platform, glancing around until he spotted the restroom sign in the corner of the station. Entering the restroom, he frowned slightly. It was the second one he'd seen that was what he was starting to dub ‘Equestrian style’. Instead of small cubicles with floor to ceiling walls, there were instead a series of urinals sunk into the floor with small dividers between them. Standing over one of the urinals, he dropped out of his sheath and began to do his business, though he regretted it almost immediately as the door was suddenly flung open, the clattering of hooves sounding on the hard tile. Biting his lip, he clenched his eyes shut as the hoofsteps slowed to a stop behind him.

“Damn, dude! You got quite the pair!”

Never before had he regretted his choice to cut his tail traditionally short, his sudden hyper-awareness informing him of the gentle breeze across his fuzzy, rounded orbs as they dangled in plain view. Unconsciously, he clenched, causing the black orbs to jump in his sack.

The pony behind him whistled at the sight before trotting off to the stall at the end.

Cleaning up as quickly as he could, Ke'eliene bolted out of the restroom before trotting back to his seat on the train, trying to hide his embarrassment. A few minutes later, one final pony boarded just before the doors closed, the train lurching back into motion moments afterword. Seconds later, a shuffling noise in the corner of the cabin drew his attention back to the group he’d completely forgotten about.

What he saw froze him solid. Two of the mares had gotten up and turned around, presenting their hindquarters to the stallions, and by extension, the rest of the car. With gusto, the stallions leaned in, each lapping eagerly at a different hole, the one licking the Unicorn mare’s tailhole shoving his tongue in far enough to wrap his lips around her wrinkled ponut. A slight groan brought his attention to the carpeted floor where the final two mares were busy licking at each other’s hind ends, tongues dancing from clit to dock and back again.

Finally broken from his stupor, he glanced around the train car to see the looks of shock and embarrassment only to find none. The stallion in the booth next to his was reading the newspaper, two older mares had pulled out knitting needles and had gotten to work, and to Ke'eliene’s surprise, there was another couple going at it in another booth, the mare’s head bobbing at the stallions crotch.

He glanced back at the group just in time to watch one of the mare’s back onto the stallion’s rock-hard shaft, sinking down to the base in one go before bringing her hips back up for another thrust. The Unicorn shuddered in bliss as the stallion rimming her out hit a particularly sensitive spot.

Unbidden, Ke'eliene’s shaft spilled out of his sheath, hardening in seconds at the brazen display.

“You’re staring.”

Ke'eliene jumped, tearing his eyes from the erotic display to look at the stallion as he set down his newspaper. “You’re from Zebrica, right?”

Ke'eliene could only nod mutely, still rosy cheeked and diamond hard.

“Things are a bit different here in Equestria, as you may have noticed.”

And so Ke'eliene spent the next hour and a half getting a crash course in Equestrian culture from the stallion, who he learned was a businesspony that negotiated shipping arrangements between industrial firms. The Zebra’s erection never did go down, the constant buffet of sights and sounds from the corner of the car keeping him near painfully stiff, the group constantly switching positions and holes and partners, the two stallions even taking turns at each other on occasion.

What he managed to learn from the stallion despite the distraction both caused his mind to erupt in fantasy and his heart to fall.

Apparently, what was happening in the corner was normal.

In Equestria, sex was a casual affair, though it was generally kept between close friends, or at least good acquaintances. It was considered a bit rude to block traffic or to leave a mess, but those were pretty much the only stipulations. In the corner of a coffee shop? Sure. In a dark back alley? Go ahead. In the reference section of the library? Just as long as you stay quiet and don’t make a mess. The group of ponies currently shoving their tongues up each other’s plot holes were maybe being a bit loud, but they were still well within the bounds of socially polite.

As for Ke'eliene himself, watching was fine, though you tried not to stare. Even his raging hard-on was okay, it was considered a complement in most circles, though some would view it as a lack of restraint and others might even interpret it as asking to join. Randomly popping a stiffy in a truly public place was something you tried to avoid but was regarded as a fact of life.

As a personal note based on… observations, pony stallions didn’t last very long, but they also didn’t seem to have much of a refractory period, maybe a minute at most. Also, from his experiences in the bathrooms back home, he knew that he… produced a bit more than they seemed to.

Hours later, Ke'eliene practically exploded out of the train car at the Manehattan station, though he instantly regretted it as his rock hard, and slightly painful at this point, erection audibly slapped against his belly. Spotting the bathrooms across the busy station, he nimbly dodged and weaved through the crowd, trying to ignore the not quite stares he drew as his striped coat did a terrible job blending into the rainbow of colors surrounding him. Normally he would be the one gawking, but he was on a mission.

Slipping through the door, he almost let out a sigh of relief until he saw the two ponies in front of him.

The two stallions looked up at him as the one pounded into the other, this bathroom lacking even the privacy dividers between urinals that the last bathroom had. Ke'eliene simply stared as the bottom stallion groaned, his mottled cock flaring as he fired his load into the urinal beneath him. The top stallion looked up at him questioningly, “Oh. Is the Eastern Line in already?”

Ke'eliene only nodded mutely, trying to ignore the sight of the top stallion’s balls bouncing gently as he unloaded into the bottom stallion’s trembling backside.

Trying to trot smoothly so as not to make his rock hard and trembling length smack too loudly against his stomach, he sought the closest thing to privacy the room had to offer, slipping into one of the sit-down stalls. Closing the door behind him, he glanced down at his crotch, finally realizing how close to orgasm he really was, his flared length bobbing in the cold air with every heartbeat. Ear flicking, he heard an unmistakable popping sound followed by two grunts. Having heard that pop several times on the train, his overstimulated mind gave in and he came without ever having touched himself.

Rope after rope of thick cum splattered into the bowl of the toilet, only his quick thinking preventing it from simply arcing across the stall and into the wall beyond. Even as his aching balls bounced and jiggled behind him, he could only stand paralyzed at the deafening noise of each shot from his wide urethra impacting the porcelain beneath him. With a dribble, his orgasm finally subsided, allowing his aching length to finally retreat. Turning around to sit, he listened as the faucet ran for a minute before two sets of hoofsteps retreated, the bathroom door swinging open and then thumping closed.

Relaxing for the first time in what felt like hours, he glanced around the stall. Oddly, on the wall was a small chalkboard with some chalk and an eraser in a plastic tray next to it. The board was blank at the moment, though it looked heavily used. A small way down, he saw a hole in the wall, about twice the size of his hoof. The hole looked purposeful though, being lined with the same shiny steel trim as the rest of the stall. Glancing at the opposite wall, he saw an identical hole, though this one didn’t have a chalkboard next to it. Instead, it had what looked like a soap dispenser mounted nearby.

Try as he might, he couldn’t puzzle out what the holes were for, so he turned his attention to the rest of the stall. Eyes alighting on the door latch, he noticed that it had more than just two positions labeled.

Open, Occupied, Giving, Taking

In his haste, he had set the latch to Giving, though he had no idea what that meant in the context of a bathroom stall. He wasn’t given any time to ponder it though as the door squeaked open, a single set of hoofsteps walking towards the line of stalls. Stopping in front of his stall, a mare’s voice let out a quiet cry of triumph before she trotted into the stall next to his.

“My ass, please. I wanna feel you fill me up.”

With a start, Ke'eliene watched as the hole to his left had a pair of purple cheeks press against it, the mare’s tailhole perfectly centered in the silver ring. Though it hadn’t been more than five minutes since he’d cum, his length knew what it wanted, extending from it’s sheath and hardening in short order.

“Don’t worry about foreplay, though do remember to lube yourself. Though if you wanted to give it some love first, I wouldn’t mind. My train doesn’t leave for another forty minutes.”

Ke'eliene glanced at the dispenser on the wall that he figured held the lube in question. Glancing back at the mare’s plot pressed against the stall wall, tailhole winking in excitement for what was to come, he made his choice. The village he had grown up in might not understand, but this wasn’t rural Zebrica. This was Equestria, and though he was still new here, he was starting to understand.

He was a consenting adult. She was a consenting adult. He had something he could give her. She had something she could give him. What else was there to understand?

Squirting a small dollop of lube into his hoof, he brought it up to her waiting tailhole, though he paused just before contact. Was he really going to lose his virginity in a train station bathroom to a mare he hadn’t even seen? Looking hard at the soft ring of flesh lewdly winking at him, wrinkled flesh contracting every couple of seconds, he thought about the mare it was attached to. She had come into the bathroom looking for some quick pleasure before the train arrived, hoping to find a warm dick waiting for a ready hole. What she had found was a foreigner with no idea what he was doing, door latch accidentally set to Giving. Was he really ready to give that part of him?

Ke'eliene had always been the shy sort, having never even thought about the possibility of ever even going on a date, let alone having any kind of relationship. One of his fears had always been that he would underperform in some way, alienating the poor mare with his lack of conversational skills or forgetfulness. And yes, he was worried that he would underperform in the bedroom.

This was different though. This mare had never seen him, knew nothing about him, and was about to leave on a train in forty minutes. He wouldn’t have to hold a conversation. He wouldn’t have to remember anything about the mare once she had left. He wouldn’t need to be an attentive partner in a long-term relationship. The only thing he had to worry about would be his ability to pleasure her, and if he failed, the worst that would happen would be the mare leaving the bathroom unsatisfied only to find another bathroom later to get somepony else to take care of her itch.

“Hello?”

Mind made up; his hoof made contact.

The mare gasped as the cold goo made contact with her sensitive flesh, tailhole clenching tightly for a moment. Ke'eliene gently rubbed the protruding ring of muscle, marveling at how soft and stretchy it was. While it wasn’t the first time he had seen under a mare’s tail, it was certainly the first time he had touched it. He had never imagined touching a mare’s tailhole until now though. What little he had learned in his village pointed towards the vagina and nothing else, though the few hours he had been in Equestria had more than proved that the tailhole was not only capable of taking his length, it looked like it was rather pleasurable too.

A soft moan on the other side of the wall as he used the tip of his hoof to stretch the presented hole slightly only proved that point. Deciding that he had gotten her tailhole as prepared as he knew how, he squirted out a second, larger dollop of lube and hastily, though thoroughly, lubed his black length.

Bracing himself against the wall as best he could, Ke'eliene awkwardly tried to line up his turgid shaft, poking against her dock a couple of times before he shifted his hind legs slightly. Finally pressing against his target, the first thing he noticed was the incredible heat. Pressing gently so as not to hurt the mare, her incredibly hot ring slowly opened to admit the flat head of his shaft.

If the feeling of warmth from her muscled ring was incredible, the burning heat of her insides blew that all away.

As the first few inches of his shaft sank into the tight confines of the mare’s ass, Ke'eliene was in bliss. He’d stroked himself off before, more times than he’d like to admit, but it was nothing compared to the heavenly grip surrounding his tip, rhythmically squeezing and massaging him as if it wanted him to press deeper, to envelope more of his shaft in her depths. The long, drawn out groan of pleasure from the other side only heightened the amazing feeling washing over him.

Pausing to shift his balance, he heard an appreciative murmur from the mare. Hoping he was doing the right thing, he continued pressing forward, slowly sinking into her until his medial ring bumped into her straining tailhole.

Adjusting his stance once again, he heard the mare mutter “Ohh... Don’t worry about being too rough. Give it to me.”

Emboldened, he pushed his medial ring into her.

“OH! That wasn’t your sheath? You’re huge!”

Concerned, he paused again. He’d known that he was a little longer than the stallions on the train, but he thought that maybe they were just on the smaller side. Maybe he should pull back out a little so he wouldn’t hurt her?

As if reading his thoughts, the mare clenched down on him. “Don’t you dare pull out now! I want that entire thing buried deep in me.”

Biting his lip, Ke'eliene resumed burying his apparently formidable length into the hot confines of her quivering ass. Her moans of approval only grew louder with every inch he sank into her. A couple of inches before he bottomed out, the texture of her insides changed, his tip pressing into a tighter, slicker area deep within her. He feared once again that he had hurt her as she let out a deep groan. He was about to pull out when she moaned, “Oh Celestia yes! Soooo deeep!”

Biting his lip, he once again pressed forward, finally sheathing his entire length in the incredible heat of the mare’s clenching tunnel. The mare let out a gurgling moan as he began to pull out, her breath hitching as his medial ring tugged her tailhole along with it for a moment before it popped out. Pulling out till the back of his slightly flared tip rested just inside her clenching ring, he paused for a second, readjusting his stance again.

“Please. I need it.”

Ke'eliene complied eagerly, sinking to his sheath in one smooth stroke, though he jerked out a little faster than he intended as his balls brushed against the shockingly cold stall wall. The mare didn’t seem to mind though, her tunnel gripping against his length as he pulled back, exposing just the slightest hint of pink against his pitch-black length.

Not pausing this time, Ke'eliene thrust forwards, burying his length once more into the confines of the strange mare’s tailhole, drawing a lusty moan from her. It didn’t take long for Ke'eliene to find a rhythm, long smooth strokes slowly becoming faster and shorter, the mare’s breath hitching every time his turgid length went extra deep, the skin of his sheath pressing against her tight ponut.

With a squeak, the bathroom door opened again, though Ke'eliene was too focused on the sight of his shaft disappearing into the muscled ring of a mare he’d never met and the sounds he could get her to make by shifting the angle of his thrusts to notice. He did notice when those beautiful moans were suddenly muffled, replaced by sloppy grunts. His thrusting slowed in bafflement as he tried to figure out what was going on before he remembered what those noises reminded him of. The mares -and stallions- on the train had made those exact sounds when they had a dick in their mouth.

Figuring that some stallion had come in and was using the hole in the other wall of the mare’s stall, he decided that it didn’t matter. He wouldn’t be able to make the mare make the same sounds as before, but he’d already figured out most of the angles that caused them, so he went back to humping away.

To his great surprise, as soon as he had buried his length to the hilt once more, the mare’s tight tunnel suddenly got significantly tighter, locking him in place as the muscled interior of her rectum milked his length in a rippling motion, accompanied by a set of loud grunts.

A goofy grin slowly spread across Ke'eliene’s muzzle. He’d just given a mare an orgasm, from her butt no less!

A few moments after her orgasmic clenching had passed, she wiggled her butt a little, giving Ke'eliene the go ahead to start thrusting again.

Ke'eliene had other ideas though. Pulling fully out with a loud pop, he dropped back onto four hooves to get a better look at what he’d done.

The sight before him burned into his young mind, forever altering his sexual preferences in a single moment. The quivering ring of purple flesh was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The harsh bathroom lights reflected off the shiny wrinkles of her muscled ring, perfectly framing the pink insides of her gaping ponut. He had done that. Ke'eliene had reduced the mare’s tailhole to a quivering mess, gaped open as deep as the eye could see in the act of bringing her to the heights of pleasure. As he stared at his conquest, his stallionhood achingly hard, he acted on impulse. Bringing his lips to the presented ponut, he ran his tongue around the ring of flesh, each wrinkle in the soft, pliable skin committed to memory.

The mare groaned in slight confusion, not expecting the stallion that had been happily pumping away deep into her ass to stop, let alone start eating her out, though she found she didn’t mind as his thick tongue pressed into her, the bumpy texture stimulating her oversensitive ring just right in the aftermath of her orgasm.

Ke'eliene was in bliss, his eyes rolling back as he explored every inch of her clenching tunnel that his tongue could reach. His new favorite part of a mare was before him, and he could do anything he wanted to it. He was free to explore its depths, tongue wiggling into every nook and cranny. The hint of peach flavoring from the lube only heightened the experience. He had a mare in front of him that would happily take his entire length into the tight confines of her taboo hole, and she seemed just as happy with letting him play with it. Pulling his tongue back out, he focused on licking off every drop of the peach flavored lube he could find, dragging his wide tongue from her perineum up to her dock, savoring the flavor for a moment before diving back in. Homing in on the clefts between her protruding ring and the cheeks surrounding it, he swapped back and forth between the two, noting how her ponut would draw tight with each enthusiastic lick before relaxing back to its slightly gaped state. After giving some attention to her wiggling dock, he couldn’t resist anymore, his tongue piercing her winking hole with no warning.

Pausing to let his tongue rest for a moment deep within her rectum, he heard the stallion on the other side of the mare for the first time, the wet slurping sounds stopping as he let out a muffled groan. For a moment, a vision of the stallion’s spunk erupting from the mare’s tailhole flashed across Ke'eliene’s mind, though his rational mind reminded him of the impossibility of the idea. With a wet slorp, the mare’s moans were suddenly unmuffled again.

“Mmm. You’ve been eating your pineapple, haven’t you?”

The stallion didn’t seem to respond, the sound of the toilet paper dispenser and a flush echoing around the tiled walls as a clattering of hooves and the squeak of the door announced his sudden departure.

“Huh. Must’ve been late for something. Now, I appreciate you taking it easy on me while I was sensitive, but I know you didn’t cum yet, and I want your seed painted so deep inside of me that I can taste it. With how long your tool is, you might just be able to pull it off too, so get back to it.”

Almost reluctantly, Ke'eliene withdrew his tongue from her ass.

“Lube me back up, stud. You’ve gone and licked all the old lube off, though I don’t blame you. Manehattan gets the good stuff.”

Sheepishly squirting another dollop onto his hoof, he carefully rubbed it into her waiting hole, making sure to get plenty of it inside. Lining up his still hard shaft with his new favorite hole, he sank back into her velvet depths. Quickly returning to his previous rhythm, he went back to seeing what angles got her to make the loudest groans, though with her mouth unoccupied, she was more vocal with her feedback.

It was only a few minutes before her breath began to hitch again, her muscled depths milking his length as her second orgasm neared. “I’m about to cum again. Oh! Oh yeah. That’s the spot. You gonna cum with me? I want you to cum with me.”

The tingling in the base of his shaft told Ke'eliene that he was close enough that he just might. Switching up his rhythm, he started hammering into her experienced rear with a series of short thrusts that just barely pulled his medial ring from her tailhole before plunging back in up to his sheath. At the new pace, his rapidly approaching orgasm teetered on the edge of release, his flat tip flaring out to the width of one of his hooves. That proved the tipping point for the mare, her muscled ponut once again gripping against the base of his shaft tight enough to stop him in his tracks. The mare’s rectum clenching against him in rolling waves mixed with the feeling of her spasming ring trembling against his sheath was the final straw, the most powerful orgasm of his life ripping through him, his balls clenching tight as they pumped their load past the constricting ring of her tailhole to paint her insides white. And he just kept cumming, the wide flare at the end of his rod effectively sealing against the walls of her colon, his seed having no option but to flood deeper into her depths.

“Oh Celestia! It’s so much! I can actually feel it going into me.”

As his orgasm tapered off, stars still filling Ke'eliene’s vision, the mare pulled forwards, unceremoniously pulling off of his length with a plop as the last couple of feeble shots dribbled from his tip. Ke'eliene jumped as a different feeling enveloped his rod, the experienced mare effortlessly swallowed his length in one go. Looking down, he watched as her muzzle poked through the hole in the stall, her tongue rolling out of her mouth to lap at his fuzzy sack. With an incredible pulling sensation, she sucked the last of his cum from him, rolling his hefty balls with her tongue as she did so. Pulling her tongue back, she formed a tight seal with her lips and withdrew, leaving his length nearly spotless as she popped off his tip. With one last kiss to his slightly protruding urethra, she audibly swallowed.

“Ahh, that’s the stuff. Tangy. Well, that was a lot of fun! You did great for your first time! I actually came twice, so you did better than I was hoping for. You’ll make some lucky mare very happy with that someday.”

And without another word, the mare trotted out of the bathroom, the squeak of the door hinge followed by it slamming shut again.

Ke'eliene silently pulled his softening length through the steel ringed hole, wiping off the last remnants of lube and cum with some toilet paper.

The words of the mare rang through his head. She had called him really good, but had his inexperience really been that obvious? Flushing, he exited the stall and wandered over to the sink. Looking into the mirror, he looked at the reflection of a stallion that had just made a mare cum from her butt twice and decided that it didn’t matter. He’d enjoyed the experience, and she’d pretty obviously enjoyed it. Sure, he’d been a bit hesitant and fumbly at the beginning, but he’d started to figure some things out towards the end, and he was sure that he’d get better with experience.

With a grin, he realized that Equestria and its odd customs would be the perfect place to get that experience too. Exiting the bathroom, he looked around at the land of opportunity he found himself in. Grinning to himself, he trotted confidently through the crowd, excited for the future that awaited him in this land of lustful wonder.

Starlight Glimmer Fucks a Cavepony (large insertions, time travel)
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Contains: Time travel, rough anal, a creampie and accidental alterations to the timeline. Also: I'm not dead, yay! I have been extremely busy with work these last few weeks (my record so far was 86 hours in a single week) but I'm dumping that job before it kills me. I already have something lined out that shouldn't be quite so terrible, so I should be able to get back to writing more depraved horse smut for you guys here soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this minific I slammed out in a couple of hours.

Starlight Glimmer Fucks a Cavepony (large insertions, time travel)

Starlight looked up. And up. And up. Pre-history ponies were a lot bigger than she imagined. The significantly less colorful, beady eyed equine looked down at her, eyes twinkling with intelligence, though the protopony was oddly silent. Starlight had tried introducing herself in the most ancient equestrian she knew, but the stallion (it was easy to tell, being eye height with a certain pair of somethings) simply seemed to ignore her.

Sighing, the very colorful equine from out of time started looking for something she could use to attempt communication with her larger ancestor. She knew that she only had about five more minutes in this time before the spell brought her back, (she had after all only been on the advance party to make sure they didn’t land in a volcano or something) but she still thought she might get something through to the primitive pony before the hoof picked squad of five scientists came back to document everything. Turning around to scan the hills she had seen in the distance; she heard the first noise from the stallion behind her. Looking over her shoulder she noticed that the small nubbin of horn on his head was glowing gently as he huffed and puffed a little, nostrils flaring. Smiling, she wondered what had inspired this sudden change of demeanor.

A meaty slap from his underbelly answered her question.

As she looked at the leg sized length of horse meat hanging beneath his barrel, she realized what her actions must have looked like to him.

A random mare, mid spring, walks over the hill and approaches this lone stallion. After making a bunch of noises at him, the mare turns around, tail held high (as became fashionable only a couple centuries ago) and is now looking over her shoulder and smiling as she checks out his equipment.

As Starlight lit her horn to teleport a safe distance away, her head was filled with an intense burst of static, her spell completely blocked by the wild magic streaming off his underdeveloped horn.

Legs locking in a bout of panic, she could only watch as his height allowed him to simply walk up and stand over her. Before she could react, his throbbing length found its way under her tail. Unfortunately for the stallion’s goals, the wide, nobbled head of his stallionhood missed its target.

Starlight could only thank her lucky stars that Trixie was so obsessed with her plothole as the far-too-large cock squeezed itself into her backdoor. Gritting her teeth as even her well-practiced ring was forced to its limits, the battering ram of cock slowly but surely sank past her straining ring. Taking a deep breath as the stallion shuffled his hind hooves, that breath was driven right back out of her in a low moan as he slammed forward, his cock sliding to the end of her rectum in a single thrust.

Pausing for only a moment, the stallion continued his shallow, jerky thrusts, pushing a couple of inches deeper each time. Starlight, for her part, did her best to hold on as her ass was fucked like it had never been fucked before.

Any appearance of composure was lost as his medial ring was brutally shoved into her, her poor ponut forced past its limits to accommodate the sudden change in thickness. As his medial ring was pulled from her blazing depths only to be shoved back in, she came, her fluids spattering his balls as her chest dropped to the ground, completely overwhelmed by the short yet intense orgasm.

With one final titanic thrust, the stallion sank the rest of his length into her, Starlight’s breath hitching as she felt the stallion’s rapidly inflating flare bump into what felt like the bottom of her lungs as his large, hairless balls slapped into her winking clit.

Letting out a loud whinny, the stallion unloaded deep within her, jet after jet of thick seed quickly filling her insides past capacity.

Just as Starlight herself succumbed to her second orgasm, eyes rolling back into her head, there was a rush of magic and a loud *POP*-

-and she found herself with her chest pressed against the floor of Twilight’s castle.

Biting her lip to hold back the cries of orgasm, Starlight realized trying to hide the euphoria coursing through her was a futile effort as her body continued to shake in orgasm. No longer occupied by the massive dick that had so thoroughly plundered it, her ponut simply hung open in a loose loop as her clit winked out, her vaginal depths squeezing out mare lube in high pressure jets. Hurriedly getting her front hooves under her, she regretted doing so immediately as the large volume of cum in her lower intestines, no longer held back by gravity, spattered out of her gaping hole into a large puddle behind her. Screwing her eyes shut and bracing herself for the strong reprimand Twilight was no doubt currently formulating, she tried unsuccessfully to cut off the flow of cum from her backside, her clenching only serving to squeeze more of the thick spunk out.

“Ugh. Lucky.”

Glancing up in shock at what was clearly not the stinging reprimand she had expected, she saw Twilight looking at the growing puddle beneath her with a hint of envy on her face, though Starlight barely had time to register that before her attention was drawn to the pair of guard ponies taking turns shoving their stiff members into Twilight’s well-used looking ponut.

Glancing around, she could only stare. The room she had left full of stuffy, prudish scientists was now a den of debauchery with no pony left out.

Looking closer, she noticed a peculiar trend, from the mare buried face first in a stallion’s ass to the mare taking notes on the movement of a dial indicator as another stallion came in her ass to the moon princess in the back corner of the room with the royal secretary’s foreleg pistoning in and out of her (surprisingly stretchy looking) plothole.

Did I just accidentally transform the entirety of Equestria into a bunch of shameless buttsluts by letting that cave-stallion fuck me in the ass?

Mail Mixup Mishap (large insertion, mild urethral, triplet incest)
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I'm not dead! In fact, I'm more alive than ever and should be getting stuff out more regularly again. Anyway, this story contains: anal insertion, anal, very large insertion, sudden insertion, female on female urethral tonging, Derpass, portal spells, cold urethral enema, getting hosed in the face, all the way through twice, triplet wincest, and Twilight Spergle having a brilliant idea.
Also, don't judge too harshly, this was written in a couple of hours to the prompt "Roseluck commits tax fraud", courtesy of my friends out back.

Mail Mixup Mishap (large insertion, mild urethral, triplet incest)

The doorbell rang, causing Roseluck’s head to jerk up. “I’ll get it!”

Daisy and Lilly looked up from their breakfast, both taking a moment to admire their sister’s rear as she trotted to the door. Catching each other looking, they wiggled their eyebrows in sync before breaking down giggling.

Unaware of the antics behind her, Roseluck pulled open the door. Opening her mouth to greet the visitor, words failed her as her eyes fell on the wide grey ass pointed her way, tail raised as it wiggled side to side. Derpy was well known around town for having a fantastic ass, as well as poor tail control, but Roseluck had never gotten quite such a good look before, and she had to admit that the dark grey ring winking at her as the owner strained and grunted looked even better up close.

Licking her lips, Roseluck took in the sight as she imagined herself with her face buried between those prodigious grey cheeks, lips wrapped around that inviting pucker as she tried to get her well practiced tongue in there as deep as she could. A slap of straw colored tail as it whipped in her face brought her out of it, blinking away the smarts as the oblivious grey mare spun around.

“Oh sorry Roseluck. I didn’t see you there. I got your package right here though! Did you want me to bring it inside or just leave it here?”

Roseluck looked at the large wooden crate that was far too large to fit through the door. “Here is fine, though it is supposed to go to the greenhouse out back.”

Derpy opened her mouth to offer to help move it the rest of the way, an offer that Roseluck wouldn’t have turned down, but she was interrupted by the toll of the Ponyville clock tower. “Oh no! I’m gonna be late again!” Spinning around again, Derpy galloped off, seeming forgetting her wings.

“Everything okay out there?”

Roseluck took an extra moment to appreciate the retreating plot before calling back, “The package is back! You two want to help move it?”

With the clopping of hooves, the other two joined Roseluck, looking at the formidable wooden crate.

Fifteen minutes of grunting and griping later, the box had been moved into the greenhouse. Pulling the lid off, the three mares looked inside only for Daisy to shriek and Lilly to faint. The contents of the crate, their entire inventory, looked like it had been spilled out at some point and then hastily crammed back in, bits of gravel and a couple of clumps of dirt mixed in with the crushed and ruined flowers. Roseluck was on the verge of joining her two sisters when she noticed something purple mixed in with some of the roses. Something that seemed to move.

Starlight Glimmer watched as Twilight paced excitedly in front of her, though she had to admit to herself that she watched more enthusiastically when Twilight was pacing away. What could she say? Twilight’s new habit of stress eating was really helping to fill out her plot.

Starlight’s plans with no ulterior motive involving a nice large dinner followed by some close anatomical study were interrupted as Twilight stopped with a jolt. “It’s happening! I just felt a cool breeze!”

Starlight raised a quizzical eyebrow, “You sure about it this time?”

“Yes! Though I can’t believe I forgot that any mail delivered to the princess has to go through inspection first. They could have been a little gentler about it though. And they could have done a better job repackaging it. I can still feel something digging into the glans.”

Glancing at the clock, Starlight noticed something peculiar. “Uh, Twilight?”

Prodding Daisy until she stopped shrieking and getting Lilly back onto her hooves, Roseluck pointed at what she’d noticed. “Why is there a dick in the box?”

“And why is it throbbing?”

Reaching forward, Daisy gently picked up the surprisingly long and thick penis. “It’s warm too.”

Noticing the piece of paper stuck to the bottom, Roseluck pulled it off and tried to read it, though the wet flowers had rendered most of it illegible. The only clear piece of writing on it was towards the bottom, “‘For rectal use only.’ Did we somehow end up with one of those really expensive magic dildos?”

Taking the purple dick from Daisy, Lilly wrinkled her nose. “Whatever it is, it’s filthy. Pass me the hose for a second.”

“C-C-COLD!” Twilight’s legs locked up at the sensation of her newly gained sensitive parts getting blasted with cold water, completely missing whatever Starlight was saying as her brain was overloaded with the intense sensations. Just as she was getting used to it, the sensations changed, causing her to shriek again, “No! Don’t spray it there!”

Figuring the outside was clean enough, Lilly held the hose to the tip of the toy, figuring she’d just flush out the cum tube real fast. To her surprise, nothing came out the other end. “Turn up the water a bit, I need more pressure.”

Starlight trotted up to her friend and mentor, her concern tempered by the lewd groans Twilight was letting out, the alicorn’s torso on the ground as her butt waved high in the air, large heavy testicles swaying gently as her clit winked rapidly. Noticing something odd, Starlight used her magic to lift the purple balls out of the way. To her surprise, she watched as the part of Twilight’s stomach right between her hind legs swelled. “Wait, is that your bladd-”

At full capacity, Twilight’s bladder couldn’t hold on anymore, a high-pressure jet of still-cold water spraying out from just above her clit.

Having given up on washing out what apparently wasn’t a cum tube, the three sisters had gone inside, the dildo seeming somehow stiffer than ever.

“Since the note said for rectal use only, I guess that means Roseluck gets first try.”

Roseluck turned to Daisy in surprise. “I thought you loved it when I ate your ass!”

Daisy held up a hoof. “I do love it when you eat my ass, but I’m still not comfortable with the idea of actually putting something up there, and we all know what Lilly likes,”

“Hey!”

“so you get first go, though I don’t understand how a dildo can tell the difference between an asshole and a vagina.”

“I don’t mind getting the first try, but maybe that note was meant to go with a bottle of lube, or maybe the postal service messed up even more and there’s a bottle of suppositories in there too. After I’m done, I will personally stuff it in your cute pussy.”

“Alright.”

“As I eat your ass.”

Pausing for a moment, Daisy smiled. “I’d like that.”

Dragging her eyes off the two butts in front of her, Lilly quietly spoke up. “What about me?”

Looking back, Roseluck shrugged. “Would it even fit?”

Studying the toy in Daisy’s hoof, Lilly slowly nodded. “Probably.”

“We’ll let you have round three then while I eat your ass.”

Daisy gently tossed the dildo on the couch. “Speaking of asses, get yours over here so we can get it warmed up.”

Roseluck happily complied, the two tongues digging into her practiced ponut bringing a goofy look to her face.

“I’m so sorry!”

Pausing her grumbling, Starlight sighed. Wiping her face off one last time with the towel, she shook her head. “It’s fine. I really should have reacted faster.”

Trying to change the subject, and trying to ignore the cold feeling that was still enveloping her lower half, Twilight asked, “So what were you trying to tell me before… you know…”

Looking back up to the clock, Starlight confirmed the time. “Celestia is still in court. She doesn’t get out for another forty-five minutes.”

Twilight’s eyes slowly widened as she digested that info. “Wait, then who has my dick?”

Whipping up a tracking spell to trace the low-level portal spell Starlight had helped cast earlier, she ignored the bright signature attached to the crotch of the mare next to her, focusing instead on the much dimmer signature in the distance. “Wherever it is, it isn’t in Canterlot.”

Pulling her head out from between her twin sister’s plot cheeks, Roseluck looked at the purple dick on the couch next to them. “Oh yeah. We were gonna use the dildo.” She immediately regretted saying anything as her other twin pulled her tongue out of her ass.

Starlight and Twilight trotted through town in the direction of the faint magical signature, though much more slowly than Starlight would have liked.

“I honestly don’t know how stallions run with these.”

Rolling her eyes, Starlight chuckled. “It probably doesn’t help that you made them so big. Those things between your legs are bigger than Big Macintosh’s.”

“They aren’t that big.”

“By a lot. You really need to stop basing things off those smutty fics Rarity keeps lending you.”

After another minute of trotting, Twilight broke the silence. “It doesn’t help that they’re so tingly and sensitive.”

“You did read the side effects of that virility enhancer spell, right?”

“Yes! I just didn’t realize it would be so… intense. Ooh!”

Glancing over at Twilight who had stopped dead in her tracks, Starlight trotted up to her. “What’s wrong?”

“They’re touching it again. I can feel at least two, no make that three tongues licking it.” Shuddering, Twilight looked at Starlight in a panic. “We’ve got to go or I’m not going to make it.”

Having thoroughly soaked the dildo in their combined spit, Lilly and Daisy watched in awe as Roseluck’s tight ponut seemingly effortlessly swallowed something far bigger than seemed possible once again. “I’ll never get tired of watching that.”

Taking the opportunity, Lilly darted in to give the winking clit a suckle, her tongue darting around for a moment before finding her target.

“Whoa there Lilly, slow down just a hair. This dildo isn’t fitting as easily as it looks. It’s, like, porn levels of big.” Grunting, Roseluck could feel the incredibly real sensation of the dildo throbbing within her, growing slightly bigger, though the overwhelming sensation was lessened by the sensation of Lilly’s tongue trying to wiggle into her urethra. “Actually, keep going. You’re doing a wonderful job of keeping my mind off the impossibility of this thing fitting while I adjust.”

Given the go ahead, Lilly dove in with gusto, working to spread her personal favorite hole with the tip of her tongue.

Slowing down after hearing that Roseluck wasn’t taking it as easily as it seemed, Daisy nevertheless continued to push the massive dildo deeper into the tight ring, though she was forced to stop as the medial ring bumped into Roseluck’s already straining ponut.

Starlight was barely walking now, helping Twilight stumble along the road as the purple alicorn shuddered and groaned. “It’s so tight. So warm too.”

Starlight eyed a nearby alley, considering dumping Twilight there and just confronting the thieves themselves. Looking back at the fatassed alicorn she was practically carrying, she dropped the notion, figuring she’d win brownie points by not dumping the mare in her time of need.

Doing her best to relax, Roseluck nodded. “Do it.” Biting her lip almost hard enough to draw blood, she groaned as the thick medial ring finally slipped in, assisted by a pair of tongues slathering it in saliva. “Oh yeeessss! That’s a good stretch.”

Pulling her head back, Daisy looked at the last foot of dildo still hanging out. The last five or so inches were probably even thicker than the ring they had barely been able to squeeze in. “Hope you liked that, cause after about seven or so inches, it gets even thicker.”

Roseluck could only groan, winking powerfully at the thought.

Having resorted to carrying Twilight on her back, Starlight did her best to ignore the princess drooling in her mane as she moaned in her ear. She also did her best to ignore the alicorn’s balls that were lightly slapping against her clit with every step, or the alicorn’s mare juices that were dribbling down to mix with her own. She was getting closer though (in more ways than one), the tracking spell burning a little brighter.

Lilly had a perfect view of the final few inches of the massive dildo as she continued to wriggle her tongue against Roseluck’s urethra. Diligently trying to keep the mare distracted (with no ulterior motive at all), she watched as millimeter after millimeter slid into her sister’s straining butt. Roseluck wouldn’t be able to walk straight for a long while, but the rapid winking of her clit against her chin and the veritable flood of mare juices told her just how much she was enjoying it now.

Deciding to return her focus onto her ‘job’, Lilly began drilling the tip of her tongue against the entrance to Roseluck’s urethra with renewed vigor. Pressing just a little harder than before, she was shocked as it actually slipped in, the years and years of continued gentle assault stretching the hole enough to actually accept her tongue.

Feeling the foreign intrusion, Roseluck tensed up tight, her entire body locking up for a moment.

Daisy felt Roseluck tense as the dildo stopped moving and assumed that she had bottomed it out. Knowing what Roseluck liked, she pressed a little extra hard to stretch things out a bit, and was shocked as Roseluck relaxed at that exact moment, the last inch of dildo sliding in as well as the tip of her hoof just as there was a knock at the door.

Standing outside the door to a modest house, Starlight was about to raise her hoof to knock again, ignoring Twilight’s loudest groan yet before she heard a hurried clattering of hooves on hardwood. Standing back as the door opened, she was greeted by a vaguely familiar mare conspicuously wiping her muzzle.

“Hello, how can I help you?”

“We’re looking for something that was lost in the mail.” Starlight pursed her lips as the mare’s eyes widened.

“Ah. Well. Uh. That was for you? Oh. Um. That’d be right this way?”

As the mare led Starlight through the house, Twilight let out another moan.

“Is she alright?”

“She’ll be fine, now where-oh.”

Starlight could only look on in wonder as she watched a mare pull her hoof out of the third mare’s asshole, the tracking spell pointing exactly at the purple object that was slowly hidden as the mare’s anus did it’s job, closing up tight as she shook in orgasm.

At that exact moment, Twilight groaned, her balls contracting, rubbing up and down Starlight’s slit as she came.

The mare on the couch groaned too, before catching a glimpse of the visitors. Eyes widening at the presence of Royalty, she rolled off the couch onto shaky legs, turning to face them even as her belly visibly swelled. “How can I-” Without warning, her eyes went wide as a veritable fountain of cum erupted from her mouth, spilling all over the floor.

In a panic, Starlight undid the portal spell.

The spell’s safeties did their job, moving things out of the way so that the returning object wouldn’t appear inside another solid object, though Starlight would have preferred the safeties just prevented her from canceling as Twilight’s massive marecock reappeared from throbbing base to massive flare inside her own ass, stretching it beyond its comfortable limits in the blink of an eye. The sudden stretching caused the orgasm that had been building since she helped Twilight cast the genital creation spell last night to rip through her, sending her collapsing to the floor as alicorn cum flooded through her system. Within seconds, she joined the red-maned mare in coughing up cum on the floor, though thankfully Twilight’s orgasm was fading by that point.

Daisy watched as the mare that had barged in coughed up one last blob of cum on the floor, the same cum that was drooling out of both ends of her sister. Confusingly, the Princess was on the mare’s back, and she was moaning and groaning like she had also just cum. Watching the three moaning mares in confusion, she stepped back as Princess Twilight slid off the other mare’s back, over two feet of horsecock pulling out of the lighter colored mare’s ass with a pop. Looking at the strange mare’s massively gaping ass as cum spewed out of it, then at her sister’s lightly gaped ass as cum dribbled out of it, then at the princesses crotch where a massive purple cock throbbed with cum leaking out of it too, it clicked.

“Princess, do I still get my turn with your cock?”

The Heat of The Sun (all the way through)
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500 word challenge with the writing prompt provided by the chiefest of my friends out back. Warning: pretty much a shitpost. At least the prompt was. I tried my best with what I was given. Contains: All the way through, high pressure gas, mild inflation, anal (and oral?) orgasm.

The Heat of The Sun (all the way through)

Celestia flew through the blackness, wings outstretched but not flapping. Out here in the depths of space, there was no air to flap against, so there was no point. As she neared her destination, she wished she knew how to fly backwards out here, her face almost uncomfortably warm as her arousal threatened to freeze on her lips. Her own internal heat took care of it though, the moisture simply sublimating instead.

Flaring her wings, she slowed down, hovering just above the surface of the sun. Calling it a surface was a bit of a stretch, the gas simply thickening to the point where the rumbling could be heard. Calling forth the last remainder of her dwindling magic, she reached into the sun, requesting a transfer.

Her heart-rate soared as the sun, her sun, complied, reaching out with the loving warmth she had grown to rely upon time and time and time again.

She watched in anticipation as the surface below her pulsed, an almighty crack sounding out above the background rumble as a eruption of superheated gas lanced toward her at astounding speed. Bracing herself, she let out a soundless gasp as the magic laden hydrogen struck true.

In a fraction of a second, her normally tight tailhole was stretched wide, the high pressure essence of the sun flowed in, rapidly filling her colon, the pressure stretching her tubing to it’s limits as it continued deeper. In short order, her stomach bloated, her GI tract rapidly filling. Knowing what was going to happen next, she opened her mouth.

Flowing from her mouth not a moment later, the stream of gas was pulled back into the sun by the incredibly powerful magnetic forces. The loop complete, magic began to flow through, allowing her to skim mana off, storing it deep within her magical core, even as the incredible heat warmed her physical core.

Her mind wandered as it always did, the nuclear fire flowing through her never failing to light the fire of her passion. Carefully, she slowly began to close her mouth. As the stream was slowed, the pressure grew. Celestia had to work hard to hold back a moan as her ponut was stretched further, the thick and powerful muscle being pulled taught into a thin ring. Her ring reaching it’s limits, the fiery warmth pressed deeper, her walls straining to contain the flow of gas.

Just as the flow of mana slowed to a stop, her reserves full, she came.

Her core tensing, her tailhole clenched hard, the shear strength of the ring of her ponut beating the power of the sun, puckering hard as it cut off the flow. With a rush, the rest of her sun’s essence left her body, leaving her feeling empty and cold in the wake of her orgasm.

Collecting herself, she sighed. While her time with her sun was literal bliss, the highest high she could achieve, the low that followed always left her feeling cold and alone. And extremely horny.

Smooth (full tour, lunar shenanigans)
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Contains: shapeshifting, reverse full tour, blatant lies, anal orgasms. In other news, I started a Discord server for the people that like my stuff so if you want to join DM me or add me on Discord at Horndog#3496. I'll be streaming my writing sessions there if you want to see disasters like this in real time.

Smooth (full tour, lunar shenanigans)

"That just doesn’t sound right."

"Don’t you trust me, sister?"

Celestia looked down at the navy blue shark peering up at her from the edge of the tank.

"Honestly, Lulu, not really. You have to admit that your insistence that your current form is smooth in every direction yet your unwillingness to let me touch you to make sure before I let you swim up my ass is suspect."

The shark with the crescent moon cutie mark thought about this for a moment. "Alright, I can see why you’d have concerns. Are you really going to pass up an opportunity to have a shark wriggling around in that hungry posterior of yours, though?"

Celestia rolled her eyes to her heavens. "My ass isn’t ‘hungry’."

The shark grinned in the way only a shark could. "Verily? Thou dost not stuff it with every somewhat smooth object in sight? I have never caught you jamming fruits, tubers and other foodstuffs up it? I did not catch you just yesterday lowering yourself upon the finial at the base of the grand staircase's banister? Is your hungry hole not clenching upon itself at the very thought of having your younger sister wriggle deeply within as a completely smooth shark?"

Celestia’s expansive ponut did in fact wink hard at the thought of something wriggling deep within, and perhaps a shark would make an interesting change of pace from the tentacles she normally used when she was in the mood for something wriggly. "So I may have a certain preference for the pleasures of anal, but that does not mean I would be willing to let my sister swim up my ass, regardless of how smooth she claims to be."

"I could wriggle into your bladder instead if that is your wish."

Celestia shook her head. "No, that hole has always been more your thing. You’re far too large at any rate."

Making a lazy lap of the tank, Luna showed off just how flexible she was, undulating in all the right ways at just the right speeds. "Tis a shame this form doesn’t have a traditional urinary system." She frowned for only a moment before resuming her swimming. "I sure am incredibly smooth in every direction as I swim about this dreary tank though, wanting for some exciting space to occupy."

Celestia watched the lithe muscle ripple just beneath the smooth looking blue scales. A bead of sweat formed just above her ear, trickling down and causing it to flick. It had been some time since she had visited the seaponies, and while she had the opportunity to pet several sharks while she was down there, her memory was foggy regarding the exact texture of their skin. A needy clench of her nethers served to further cloud her judgment, several large drops of arousal dribbling down her leg. Her connection to the sun was a wonderful thing, but it left her in a state of perpetual heat, a heat that was normally quenched at least thrice daily. Watching her sister pirouette gracefully through the clear water, Celestia tried to think back to the last time she had gotten any release. Her morning session had been canceled due to a surprise visit from the youngest member of royalty, and her after lunch alone time had been postponed to its grave so that she could catch up with the meetings she’d shoved aside to spend some time with Twilight.

Her plot hole practically ached with emptiness now, an hour after she had set the sun. While she had the willpower to go weeks without relief, and had on several occasions, those times she had a good reason to do so. If things did go wrong, she supposed that she could just teleport her sister out. It wouldn’t matter much anyway. Alicorns were built differently from normal ponies, and she could say with confidence that she could do an awful lot to her rectum without damaging it.

"Completely smooth-"

"Oh alright, sister. I am unsure as to why you are so insistent that you must swim up my butt as a shark, but if you are this desperate, I see no reason to deny you this."

Luna’s sharky grin was even wider than before. "Tis not I, dear sister, who is desperate. It gladdens me that you are finally seeing reason though."

Celestia huffed, "Hush, you. Now hurry up. One of us doesn’t have all night." Spinning around, she hung her massive plot over the rippling water.

Seizing the opportunity before Celestia could change her mind, Luna swam to the bottom of the tank before darting upwards, exiting the water with a splash, her pointed snout striking true.

Celestia let out a shocked ‘EEP’ unbefitting a goddess as the cold flesh of her sister’s current form slipped into her hot depths with ease, half of the two foot long fish sliding past her experienced ring in one smooth motion. Almost instinctively, her hind legs went ramrod straight, her front legs giving out to thrust her ass in the air.

Luna used the change in orientation to her advantage, her attempts to wiggle deeper now assisted by gravity. Grimacing slightly as the powerful muscles of Celestia’s rectum clenched around her, she used the additional friction to pull herself even deeper.

Celestia was in bliss. The tentacles she normally used wriggled plenty, but they never really felt truly alive. The way her sister contorted and struggled against her own powerful muscles rubbed all the right places in her in just the right way. Before Luna even reached the back of her rectum, she experienced the first orgasm of the night.

With a mighty clench, the incredibly experienced muscular ring that was wrapped around Luna’s midsection nearly crushed her. Riding out the first wave, she used the subsequent clenches to work herself in to the base of her slender tail. As the earthquakes calmed to tremors, Celestia grunted.

"Alright, Lulu. Thank you for that wonderful orgasm, but you should probably come out now. I’d hate for you to suffocate."

Though her voice was deeply muffled, Luna’s reply was firm. "Tis of no concern; I cast a breathing spell in advance!"

Shuddering at the vibrations caused by somepony talking in the depths of her ass, Celestia frowned. "Well you need to come out anyway, even I don’t have enough room in there for you to turn around."

The tail sticking out from under her tail gave a wiggle. "What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you through your prodigious behind."

"I said you should back out! Even if you wish to continue to pleasure me, wiggling in place isn’t going to do it."

The wiggling stopped completely. "I cannot."

Glaring at her own butt as if the shark within could see, Celestia exclaimed, "What do you mean you can’t?"

"I can only go forward. Have you ever seen a shark swim backward?"

Lighting up her horn, Celestia grabbed hold of the tail that was tickling her dock (most pleasantly). "All right, here!" With a mighty tug, the shark didn’t budge an inch within her rectum, though a ring of pink was exposed for a moment within the wrinkles of her white ponut. Giving another couple of tugs, she confirmed that Luna was quite stuck.

"Luna." It wasn’t a question.

"Alright, so I may have fibbed, but only a half fib."

Sighing deeply, Celestia let go of her sister’s tail. "Let me guess, you’re only smooth in one direction."

"Not completely smooth. I’m sure you can feel the texture, though your rectum would seem to be gripping against me quite well in the other."

"Alright, let me teleport you out."

Luna shook her head, sending a muted wave of pleasure through the older sibling. "That won’t be necessary!"

"Are you going to teleport yourself out then?" Celestia tried to ignore the continued sensations from her rear end as Luna shook her head again. Her last orgasm had been nice and all, but even now she could feel the burning need growing again. "Well, what are you going to do then? You can’t turn around in there and you can’t back up."

"I’m going to do this!" With a mighty twist, Luna pulled her tail through Celestia’s tight ring. Taking advantage of her sister’s shock, she deftly wormed her way deeper, using the bend into Celestia's colon and the one-way nature of her skin to heave herself forward inch by inch.

Celestia cried out, her nethers winking powerfully and sending a splatter of her juices to the floor. Few things had ventured that deeply within her, though she had to admit that that was mostly due to her relative size. Finding things long enough to even make it to the back of her rectum was disappointingly rare. Pulled out of her delirious musings as Luna rounded the next bend into her transverse colon, she glanced down at her stomach, only to be disappointed that the only sign of the relatively large object within was a slight jiggling. Resolving to do something about her cake-fueled pudge later, probably, she groaned aloud as her sister continued her assault.

Luna was certain that were she not an Alicorn, she’d be worn out by now. Wiggling through the tight tube was a lot of work, and it was awfully hot in here, but she was rapidly learning the best way to make progress. Nosing up against another bend, she paused for a moment. Lighting up her internalized horn, she summoned a light attached to the tip of her snoot, though all that was revealed were the trembling pink walls of her sister’s gut.

From outside, though, Celestia noticed the soft glow shining through the walls of her abdomen, right beneath her rib cage. "Oh Faust that’s deep. Luna, how deep do you plan to go?"

Instead of answering, Luna simply pressed forward until she felt a much tighter passage at the end of her nose. Gauging the tremors of the walls around her, she wiggled in place for just long enough to send Celestia over the edge again.

Riding out a second mind-bending orgasm, Celestia only subconsciously noticed the peculiar sensation stretching from a spot she’d never stretched before.

Luna found her current tunnel to be even hotter and tighter than the last, though as more of her slipped in, the additional tightness only helped her progress faster. Focused as she was on venturing deeper, she was totally unprepared for a jarring impact, her surroundings shifting around her disorientingly.

Celestia, overwhelmed by the feeling of things entering a place she’d never used before, on top of a powerful orgasm even by her standards, collapsed on the floor, rolling onto her back. Panting, she tried to ignore the sensations from deep within herself, though it was a losing battle as the evidence of her arousal dribbled across her rapidly winking ponut and soaked into her tail. Lifting her head to look for the light, she watched enraptured as it inched back and forth across her stomach, every movement corresponding with an odd, though arousing feeling in her small intestine as her sister’s textured skin rubbed past her walls.

Even despite Luna’s Alicorn endurance, she was starting to wear out. Her brilliant plan to ensnare her perpetually horny sister to satisfy a fetish she’d gained from one of her subject’s more questionable dreams hadn’t accounted for just how long the digestive tract actually was, or how hard it would be to propel herself through it. From the vibrations of her sister’s moaning that she could vividly feel through the flesh around her, she must be getting close again. Maybe after that orgasm she could ask Celestia to teleport her out.

Just as Celestia's moans reached a crescendo, she felt the first true resistance of her trip against her snoot. Pressing forward, she was surprised as it held against her. Gathering herself, she rammed against it with the last of her strength, slowly opening what turned out to be a tight sphincter. With a sudden lurch, she shot forward.

Celestia shook in orgasm, a very weird, though incredibly intense one brought on by parts of her getting violated in ways they shouldn’t be. Holes clenching against nothing, sore legs shaking violently as exhaustion crept up on her, her mouth dropped open in a wordless cry as she felt a sudden fullness. Coming down from her orgasm, she tried to identify where the light within her was coming from. "Luna?"

Luna replied wearily, wrapped into a ball by the shape of her current confines. "Yes?"

"Where are you right now?"

"If I had to guess, I would guess your stomach."

Laying on her back, a thin sheen of sweat coating her body as a thick layer of fluids swamped her entire hind end, Celestia giggled breathlessly. "Wow."

"Yeah, now, if you don’t have any objections, could you teleport me out?"

The giggling stopped suddenly. "Uhh... about that."

"Tia."

"You see, normally I’d say yes to your every command, within reason, but after three mind-blowing orgasms in a row at the end of a long day, there’s no way I could concentrate well enough to teleport you out safely without harming one or both of us."

"If that is how you wish it to be, then." Gathering her strength, Luna nosed around until she found the hole she was looking for.

"Luna, what are you-" Celestia’s eyes went wide as she felt the unmistakable sensation of something traveling up her throat. Gagging around the obscene bulge that formed, her jaw was forced uncomfortably wide as Luna slithered across her tongue to flop onto the cold stone floor.

A bright flash later, and a wet and bedraggled blue Alicorn popped into being next to her, panting heavily.

Still gagging slightly at the fishy flavor, Celestia glared lightly at her sister. "You could have warned me that you were going to do that!"

Eyes still closed, Luna raised an eyebrow. "What did you expect me to do?"

"I don’t know, teleport yourself, turn to smoke, something!"

"Oh. I do suppose I could have turned to smoke and had you burp me out. Actually, no. That sounds unsavory even to me." Wrinkling her snoot, Luna made a face.

Forgetting her indignation for a moment, Celestia giggled. "I feel that you would have made a fine, strong belch."

"Blegh. Please do not speak of this any further, you really are what they would call ‘gross’, sister." The twitching corner of her mouth betrayed Luna's mirth, though she managed to hold on to her composure for a moment before they both descended into tired giggles.

Finally catching her breath, Celestia turned towards Luna, flopping onto her side. "Thank you, Luna."

"Oh?"

"For convincing me to try something new. I have to admit that over the past few centuries I’d fallen into a bit of a rut with my rutting, and besides the occasional fruit or banister, I’d stopped experimenting. My needs were simply that, needs. Something to satisfy as quickly as possible and then move on." Taking a moment to think, Celestia shook her head. "I don’t think this is something I’d like to do every time, but I should branch out more. Even as old as I am, I still haven’t tried a great many things, and if you’d like to join me for it, I’d love to have you with me every step of the way."

Luna opened her eyes to give Celestia a flat look. "How much of that last part was a preprepared speech?"

Celestia looked away sheepishly. "Most of it. I’ve been preparing for my retirement and wanted you to join me."

Luna simply rolled her eyes. "You just want me to find new ways to pleasure you, don’t you?"

"Well, yes."

"Why didn’t you start with that then? I’d love the opportunity to continue to claim the largest plot in the land!"

Gravity (public, accidental orgasm)
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Quick story written in about an hour due to an offhanded comment about g-spots and g-forces.
Contains: Tail fetish? A mare getting off to her tail brushing against her holes due to gravity pulling on it. Also, hyper-public.

Gravity (public, accidental orgasm)

Apogee smiled and waved, doing her best to hold her eyes open despite the blinding flash bulbs. She also did her best to not wave too much in an attempt to keep the blush off her face.

As the first pony to spend a year in space, something that nopony had accounted for was atrophy. Well, the nerds had actually accounted for most of it what with all the ultra-high-tech exercise equipment, but they hadn’t accounted for a very specific muscle group.

Try as she might, the muscles in her dock and back that were responsible for holding her tail up simply weren’t strong enough to fight gravity, and the PR team responsible for setting up the photoshoot the day after she was allowed out of decontamination didn’t let her cut it short or tie it up in a bob. As a result, every step she made, every gust of wind on this slightly blustery day took the soft, conditioned hair of her tail and rubbed it against her needy holes.

She’d been allowed to use relief aids during her heats up on the station, but a year of nothing but weight reduced plastic had left her a little pent up, and instead of being allowed to take care of it, every second since she’d splashed down was a flurry of activity that left her no time to herself.

Tuning out the incomprehensible babble from the crowd of photographers and videographers giving her conflicting instructions for posing and the droning of the director's speech, she did her best to ignore the growing itch between her hind legs. Trying to ignore it was unfortunately making it the only thing she could think about, her clit winking out from between her damp lips to brush against her tail as she realized that now that she was groundside, there was nothing between her and an actual, real, warm, throbbing dick to scratch her itch. Well, nothing but this photoshoot, a whole bunch more medical tests, a dozen private interviews and probably a bunch of stuff she was forgetting.

The thought of dick successfully killed, the next thing she was going to have to focus on ignoring was how the movements of her tail were doing an unreasonably good job of scratching her itch. Doing her best to keep a smile on her face and not bite her lip, she winked again. It didn’t help that the force of gravity acting on her tail was pulling the increasingly water-heavy mass just how she liked. Every step from the decontamination chamber to the stage caused a light tug to her dock that would have made her flag if she could. Instead, it only served to make her even more worked up as the constant stimulation of her pert ponut and wet lips drove her to madness.

Eyes unfocusing slightly, her waving stuttered as she instinctively tried to fan the heat of her nethers, the weak muscles simply wiggling her dock back and forth a bit. The tip of her dock tracing against the top of the thick ring of her clenching ponut, feeling to her horny mind like the trailing kiss of a lover, did nothing good to the tenuous stability of her wavering professionalism. The swishing of her arousal soaked tail against her now freely winking tail had no analog to anything she'd ever experineced before.

It felt fucking amazing though.

Shifting her stance to try and obscure her increasingly rapid winking a bit better, she fought back a gasp as the change allowed the breeze to press her tail even more firmly against her plot. Putting her hoof down to start waiving with her less tired one, a breeze separated a few strands of her tail and blew them up to tickle against her sensitive nipples.

Forcing a cough to try and cover her moan, there was no holding back the flustered blush that spread across her face, each unbidden wink of her clit stimulating it enough to draw out another, the cascade of sensations sending her spiraling down into a haze of lust.

Even as hundreds of ponies watched, none seemed to actually see as she planted a smile on her face and focused entirely on wiggling her dock against her puffy plothole and winking against her soft tail.

Adjusting stance again, she purposely bounced a little, almost moaning aloud at the tugging against her dock and the distinctive weight of her cheeks as they pressed in on her protruding marehood and tailhole.

Eyes unfocused and starting to lid, her health and safety handler finally noticed something was wrong, and mistakenly identifying it as exhaustion called for the crowd to start wrapping up.

It was too late though, the combination of a year’s pent-up horniness and the novel sensations only found when experiencing gravity overwhelming the poor mare just as her handler started to guide her to the stairs at the back of the stage.

Still under the scrutiny of dozens of cameras, most of them broadcasting live, Apogee’s front legs gave out under the force of gravity, her soaked tail just heavy enough to flop out of the way as she came hard. In the stunned silence of the outdoor arena, millions of ponies across Equestria watched as the face of space accidentally mooned the world, her winking holes and unabashed moans captured in ultra high definition as she splattered the stage behind her with marecum.

Parental Pressure (foalcon, inflation, all the way through)
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Just a short silly idea. Contains: foalcon, all the way through, filly's first orgasm, bladder, womb and stomach inflation and bad parenting.

Parental Pressure (foalcon, inflation, all the way through)

“Momma! I dirty!”

Looking up from her raunchy novel at the walking mud monster, Cadence obligingly picked up the firehose in her magic and turned it on. Starting at the head, she hosed the mud off, revealing the gleeful Flurry underneath. Working down her front legs, Cadence smiled slightly as she took an opportunity to blast Flurry in her ticklish tummy with the high-pressure stream of water.

“Front’s clean, turn around, Flurry.”

Almost too obediently, Flurry spun around, flecks of water and mud flinging off in her exuberance. Planting her face on the cobbles and wiggling her tiny hips, the alicorn foal braced herself.

Dutifully, Cadence turned the water back on, hosing the markless flanks and rear legs, catching her tail in the process before moving on to the only place left that wasn’t dirty.

Flurry whooped in joy as the high-pressure water hit her bits, taking only a moment to fill her womb and bladder to the point where they made two distinct bulges between her legs. Dipping down to blast her nascent teats for just a moment the blast moved on to her tiny protruding ponut, the pressure shoving it into her as a volume of water measured in gallons per second forced its way around the twists and turns of her guts, bloating her out till she looked pregnant with twins before blasting out her mouth and nose.

Turning the water off, Cadence went back to her book.

Flurry, still full of her weight in water, arched her back, moaning lightly as the water flowed out of her urethra and cervix, the bumps in her stomach flattening. With her two balloons emptied, she sat down, using her front hooves to press at her stomach, grunting pleasurably as gallons of water sprayed from her tight tailhole, stimulating the sensitive ring as it rushed past.

Sufficiently empty, Flurry only slightly sloshed as she bounded back over to the mud pit that had been created by all the water runoff from the fire hose and took a flying leap into the thick of it. Rolling around, making sure to get every inch of herself coated, she made extra sure to grind her winking pussy and ponut into the thickest, stickiest part.

Checking to make sure she got everything, she drudged back over to the designated washing spot, proudly declaring, “Mamma! I dirty!”

With a squeak, the hose was turned on, almost bowling the tiny filly over as Cadence hosed down her front again, making sure to spray a little extra at Flurry’s ticklish belly. The foal almost didn’t let her finish before excitedly turning around and presenting her muddy butt to her mother. With a quick rinse to her flanks and legs, Cadence turned her washing focus to between Flurry’s wide cheeks once more.

Going from top to bottom this, Cadence absentmindedly watched as her daughter inflated like a basketball, her cries of joy rapidly turning to ‘hugblugbluh’s of joy as water flowed the wrong way through her system. Deciding her plothole was probably clean enough for now, she aimed the high-pressure jet at her tiny marehood instead, the bulge of her stretchy uterus almost instantly forming. Aiming just a bit lower, Cadence blasted her filly’s clit and urethra, a third smaller bulge forming just in front of the nubs of her teats. Washing those next, the pressure on the other side of the filled pouches forced the buildup in her womb and bladder to spray out behind her.

As the water turned off, Flurry moaned needily. She’d been approaching something really really good. She’d been getting closer to… something, all afternoon, but with this last spray down it felt like she was really close now, her legs trembling as her breath hitched. Just before she made it though, Mom turned the water off, leaving her hanging there at the edge.

“Whoops, missed a spot.”

And just like that, the water was back, pummeling against her good-touch spot and rushing up her peehole and the other hole above it.

Cadence, just to be sure, rapidly worked the stream up and down Flurry’s backside.

With the spray stimulating all three of her rear holes and her good-touch spot, Flurry finally peaked, arcs of lightning running up and down her spine as every pleasure center in her brain fired at once, eyes rolling into the back of her head even as she coughed up more water. Nothing was meant to last though, both the incredible feeling and the water stopping eventually.

Watching as his daughter flopped over, deflating like an untied water balloon, Shining frowned. “Do you ever feel like you’re being exploited?”

“Exploited for what?”

They both watched as the last dribbles of water flowed out of their daughter’s rear, a goofy grin on her face. Heaving herself upright, she finished draining the water out with her hooves.

“I don’t know. Just feels like we’re missing something.”

There was a squeal followed by a splat.

Morning Wood (futa, urethral sex)
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This chapter contains: futa, mild ball fondling, urethral sex, bladder inflation, cum going the wrong way (sort of all the way through, kinda), sisterly love and Celestia making the news.

Morning Wood (futa, urethral sex)

Celestia had a bad case of morning wood.

A common occurrence across Equestria, most ponies would call it normal, if it weren’t for the fact that she didn’t have a dick when she went to bed last night.

“LUNAAA!”

The annoyed and still somewhat groggy alicorn didn’t have to wait long before a flash and accompanying pop signaled the arrival of her sister. “What, dear sister of mine, causer of mass panic at the end of my peaceful night?”

Instead of saying anything, the tired no-longer-a-mare pulled her bedsheets aside, revealing a dark grey mass of horse-meat rising up between the small swells of her teats, easily big enough to land her a cover page on a porno mag. The solid member throbbed in the cool morning air, the heat from the solar goddess’s blood pumping through the turgid rod causing the air to distort around it. Just beneath her new stallionhood lay a loose sack, the solar diarch spreading her legs to let the heavy balls flop onto her messy tail.

“You interrupted my night and called me up here in a manner that caused the staff to panic to show off thy dick?” Luna deadpanned, unamused.

“I didn’t have one when I went to bed last night!” Celestia snapped, her balls twitching as she tensed, a spoonful of pre oozing from her pronounced urethra.

“So you sought to accuse me for it? Here I was, ready to assist you with it, but thine accusations sting.”

Celestia sat up, dick slapping against her chest with a wet slap. “I never accused you, sister! I was merely annoyed with your lack of empathy, and honestly, I’m not awake enough yet to be dealing with this. I’m sorry, Luna.”

Luna stared at Celestia’s shaft for a moment, watching it throb in the cool morning air as she thought. “Apology accepted. I know that I too am not the most civil fresh out of bed.”

Celestia smiled, opening her forelegs for a hug before thinking better of it. “You said you could *yawn* help me with this?”

“Yes. I know the remedy for your condition, though we have precious little time before you need to raise the sun to prevent more panic.” Stepping forward, Luna lit her horn.

“Thank you, Luna, you really are the best sister a po-EEP! Luna! What are you doing!?”

Luna looked back up with a confused face, her magic still gently rolling the heavy balls in its grasp. “What? Tis inducing orgasm not the quickest way to relieve your waking stiffness?”

Celestia grunted, biting her lip at the alien sensation of having her new balls fondled. She had to admit that the tingle of her sister’s magic that was encompassing her sack felt heavenly, her stallionhood agreeing as it somehow grew even stiffer, a large dollop of pre forming at the tip before dribbling onto her barrel. Focusing through the foreign pleasure, she gasped, “No, I mean, yes, but no, I was hoping you would help me remove the organs entirely. To restore me to being fully mare.”

With a soft whump, her balls fell back to the bed. “You mean to tell me that you wish to waste this opportunity that you’ve been given? Also, you are fully mare.” Lifting Celestia’s balls back out of the way, Luna demonstrated the fact with a magical flick to her clit. “You have just been endowed with the addition of a dick.”

“I-”

“A beautiful specimen, with a mouthwatering pair of testes too, and the first thing you want to do is waste the opportunity you’ve been given.”

“Well-”

Luna held up a hoof. “And, if this is some form of transmutation spell that has been placed upon you it will take days to formulate the counterspell, so at least until then wouldn’t it be advantageous to enjoy what you have been given?”

Celestia sighed, closing her eyes to try and think past the tingling pleasure of Luna holding her balls. “You are right, sister, as always.”

“I know.” Smugly giving her sister’s balls a gentle tug, forcing Celestia’s eyes to cross momentarily as she bit her lip, Luna hopped up on the bed. “Now, unless your desire is to give our subjects quite the eyeful, let us see about restoring some of your modesty before you must lift the sun.”

Suddenly feeling vulnerable, Celestia meekly asked, “What are you going to do?”

Casting a quick spell to lube Celestia’s length, Luna gently laid her sister back down before straddling her. “I am going to make both of us feel wonderful, just as I have before.” Positioning the wide flare where she wanted it, the Lunar princess grinned. “The only difference is that this time, we have something more to work with.”

With no more warning, Luna leaned back, Celestia’s stallionhood pressing just above her clit, the flare mashing into the flesh there before finding a hole. Both ponies let out a loud moan, Celestia as she experienced penetrating a clenching, tight hole for the first time and Luna as her urethra was spread deliciously around the hottest dick she’d had the pleasure of experiencing.

“Oh, sister, you are so warm!” Luna moaned, the incredible heat emanating from the solar diarch’s wide flare offering a unique addition to an otherwise familiar experience.

Celestia could only grunt, the intense, unfamiliar sensations coursing through her causing her to clutch at the bedsheets and grit her teeth as her pleasure sensors tried to sort themselves out. Her balls knew what was going on though, the heavy orbs clenching in their sack at the pleasure of penetrating something so tight.

With a pop that made both sisters moan, Celestia’s flare slipped past the sphincter into the spacious cavity of Luna’s bladder. Readjusting her stance, the smaller sister eased herself down until the entrance to her impossibly stretched urethra bumped against the thick ring of flesh near the base of the solar scepter.

“Mother’s teats you’re almost painfully tight, Lu!” Celestia gasped out, her entire body spasming and squirming at the crushing grip of her sister’s practiced muscles on her new nerve endings.

“Neigh, I have not been tight for a dozen centuries. Thy dick is simply more filling than most.”

Even as pure as her little ponies believed her to be, Celestia was well aware of just how large her current member was in comparison with even the larger stallions. “Most?”

“Indeed. While your cock is most impressive for a pony, the larger dragons sport an appendage large enough that even you could not fit it within thy cavernous ass.” In lieu of giving her sister a chance to respond, Luna abruptly rose, forcing a duet of moans at the delightful friction. Stopping only when Celestia’s cock threatened to pop out, she added, “Though proportionally your new appendage suits you well.”

Celestia blushed at the compliment, though her gratitude went unsaid as Luna unceremoniously dropped, forcing a moan from the both of them as the momentum of Luna’s body forced the medial ring through. Luna’s breath hitched as Celestia’s flare slamming into the back of her bladder, her plush cheeks meeting white hips with a clap.

“Ooo~ Tis a perfect fit.” Grinding back and forth, Luna admired the prominent bulge just above her navel, loving the shear heat radiating from her sister’s shaft and warming her body from the inside out.

“Oh heavens, Sister! I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last if you keep doing that!” Celestia could feel her balls clench at the shockingly arousing sensation of being hilted within somepony, the back of her little sister’s bladder not quite a cervix, but stimulating all the right nerves nonetheless.

Pulling up until she was once again poised at the tip, Luna smirked. “Thank you, though wasn’t that the point?” Slamming down again, a loud ‘plap’ sounded out as their bodies met, both alicorns grunting. Again and again, she repeated the motion, the sounds of their union only overpowered by the moans of pleasure.

“Lulu, I’m-“

Lighting up her horn, Luna gently grasped Celestia’s twitching balls again, softly massaging them in her tingling aura. “I know, Celly, I know.” Feeling the heavy grey sack trembling in her aura, Luna slammed herself down one last time. “That’s it, just let yourself release within me.”

Her entire body clenching, Celestia’s balls practically yanked themselves out of Luna’s grip as they came for the very first time. “LUUNAA!”

The darker alicorn was not far behind, the sensation of her sister’s flare expanding to seal off her bladder before jet after jet of intoxicatingly hot cum bathed her insides proving more than enough to send her over the edge as well.

Their cries combining into perfect harmony, the sisters held each other as they rode out their orgasms. As spurt became dribble and clench became twitch, their heavy breathing was the only sound that filled the room.

Basking in the afterglow, Luna attempted to bend down and kiss Celestia, though the prominent swell of her stuffed to capacity bladder prevented her from getting close enough to make contact. Celestia could only stare in wonder at the size of the bulge, the thought of her own balls producing enough to make her sister look five months pregnant giving way to the taboo thought that with her own balls she could now make her sister pregnant for real.

“Hold one moment, let me just…”

Watching Luna place her forehooves on the bulge, Celestia took too long to realize what her sister was planning before Luna bore down with a grunt.

Unlike with her previous suiters where the added pressure forced the cum to bubble out from around their dick and make a mess she could clean up as a final thank you, Celestia’s dick was just big enough and still flared enough to form a tight seal.

Left with nowhere else to go, her own cum was forced back down her dick, taking the alternate path through her brand-new prostate up to her bladder.

“L-LUNA!”

Celestia’s bladder, practically untouched as it was, took only moments to fill to it’s maximum capacity, a small bulge forming between her soft teats. The cum just kept cumming though, and seeking a pressure release, squeezed through the much tighter of her two urethras to splatter against the back of her heavy balls and pool around her dock.

Finally empty, Luna pulled off of Celestia’s softening dick, though she paused when she didn’t see the mess of white around her older sister’s sheath that she expected. There was a huge mess of white around her tail though, and after doing some investigation by means of lifting a pair of heavy balls and flopping them across the big pony’s leg, she watched as another dollop of cum dribbled from Celestia’s virgin urethra.

“Celly, did I just force thine own cum through you?”

Looking down her stomach at her sister, Celestia nodded. “Yes, yes you did. I would have appreciated some warning, that was rather… Intense.”

Giving a long lick from dock to leaking urethra, Luna grinned. “Would you not wish to do it again sometime?”

Blushing, Celestia looked away. “Sometime, perhaps. Time. Time! THE SUN!” Leaping from the bed, the Sun Princess fired off a litany of spells to clean her tail, flatten her coat and straighten her mane. Throwing on her regalia, she trotted toward the balcony as Luna shook her head and teleported to her own.

Standing before the balcony doors, her length finished retreating into her sheath just as the clock struck, her relief at the crisis averted allowing her to put on a beaming smile before throwing open the doors and raising the sun to the cheers of the ponies awake at this time of day.

Walking into the dining hall for breakfast, Celestia’s good mood deflated at the expression on her sister’s face. “What now, sister? What else could there be today?”

“Behold.”

Celestia caught the newspaper that had been tossed her way, its lightness betraying it as a special edition. As soon as she saw the cover her mouth dropped open in shock.

PRINCESS OF THE SUN NOW PRINCE?

Beneath the massive headline was a full-page color picture taken from the perfect angle to capture both her cutie mark and the heavy set of balls hanging beneath her, the head of her cock just poking out of her sheath.

“Fuck.”

Derpy Works (Them In and) Out (object stuffing)
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I have risen from the grave to post this! A silly Derpy fic! :derpyderp1:

Contains: Large anal insertion, off screen orgasms, misuse of gym equipment and a one hundred word microfic that somehow ended up over eleven hundred words long. Whoops.

Accompanying image: Derpi

Derpy Works (Them In and) Out (object stuffing)

The desk manager looked up from his crossword as the door to the empty gym opened. It wasn’t that the gym didn’t have a consistent membership attendance, the famed Rainbow Dash occasionally used the treadmill here after all, but 3PM wasn’t exactly peak hours. All musing on the odd timing was lost though as he recognized the grey Pegasus mare that trotted through the door.

“Hello! Where do I sign in?”

The desk manager silently crossed his hooves, hoping she was just lost. “Sign in to what?”

Derpy scrunched her muzzle, confused. “The gym? My little filly has been telling me that I’m embarrassing her cause my flanks are fatter than all the other moms, and I think she’s right.” Derpy looked back at her own, jiggling plot, barely contained in the bright blue booty shorts.

Restraining himself from making a comment on her Ponyville famous plot, the stallion shook his head. “Ah, my mistake. You need to sign up for a gym membership first, before you can use the facilities. That’ll be a hundred bits for an annual pass or ten a month.”

Derpy’s grin lit up the room as she nodded, retrieving a pouch from under a wing pocket. “Ten bits for a month, please. I wanna see if I like it before committing, you know.”

“Perfectly understandable, ma’am.” Taking the bits, he held out a small form for name and contact info. “It’s actually what I recommend all newcomers do.” Watching the grey mare fiddle with the pen for a moment, he took the filled paperwork and handed her a cheap plastic novelty water bottle. “Here you are, a complementary water bottle. I’d recommend washing it about five times before you even try to drink from it. It helps to reduce the taste.”

“Oh, thank you, Mister!” Taking the bottle, Derpy gave it a sniff, her snoot wrinkling from the acrid plastic smell.

“Yeah, it’s bad. Anyway, you need any help with the equipment, maybe I can show you around?”

“No thank you, Mister. I can figure it out. I just want to use the treadmill anyway.” Without waiting for a response, the grey mare trotted off in the wrong direction.

The stallion watched her big bubble butt wobble as she walked away, noting the ‘WIDE LOAD’ written in bright pink across the two sizes too small booty shorts, the ass they were trying to contain so prodigious that Derpy hadn’t even managed to get them pulled up far enough to cover her ponut. “I’m just glad I convinced Mr. Rack to get the premium insurance after Dash started coming here.”

Just as the desk attendant had gotten comfortable enough to go back to his crossword, he heard a mighty crash from the treadmill section. Taking a moment to take a deep breath, he trotted into the little side room, finding Derpy upside down in a pile of yoga mats, the treadmill slowly winding down after its safety was pulled. “Are you alright, Ma’am?”

From her upside-down position, Derpy nodded. “Uh-huh.”

To his credit, the first thing the stallion noticed was how red her face was. The second thing he noticed was what looked like the surface of a medicine ball crowning from her distended ponut. His own face turned red to match hers as he worked up the nerve to ask. “How did you, you know, fall hard enough to get that stuck up there? Are you sure you’re okay?”

Looking up at her ass, the booty shorts having burst in the calamity, Derpy hesitated a moment before responding. “Well, I actually put that in there before getting on the treadmill.”

There was a heavy silence, broken shortly by “What?”

“Well, when I brought up to Rainbow that I needed to lose some weight, she recommended I use the treadmill, but she said I’d need to add some weights if I wanted something as, well, ‘lame’ as the treadmill to actually do anything, so I was looking for some heavy stuff, but I couldn’t figure out how to hold most of it while trotting until I found these heavy balls in the corner, and I thought maybe if I, uh, put them up my butt, they’d be real heavy and I wouldn’t have to worry about dropping them! So I put five of them up there, and it was working super well cause I felt really heavy and it was making it harder to trot, but, uh, they were rubbing up against my insides really a lot, and it felt really really good, and, uh…” Looking away, Derpy bit her lip. “Well, it felt so good I couldn’t help it, and I came, and then I lost my balance and fell off the treadmill.”

The stallion simply stared. If she had only managed to get one of the ten-inch balls up her ass, he’d have been shocked, but she had five up there. Five!

“Did I break anything? Do you need me to leave?”

Broken from his awe for a moment, the stallion looked around. Nothing was actually broken, as far as he could tell. “Well, no, not really. I’ll have to ask you to, ah, remove the medicine balls, though. Using the treadmill with weights is only really for more advanced workouts anyway, Dash is probably not the best example for a beginner. When you do work your way up to weights, there’s ankle weights in the bin over there.”

“Oh. Yeah. I guess I’m not as fit as Rainbow.”

You’ve got a million times better ass though. “Nopony on this planet is as fit as Rainbow, Ma’am. We can only ever aspire to get close.”

With a heave, Derpy managed to right her significantly heavier body, squatting down as she grunted. One after the next, the medicine balls thumped to the floor, covered in a thick, stringy lubricant. The attendant’s blush grew as he watched her huff and puff, though his eyes went wide as the water bottle slid out after the last of the weighted balls.

“Sorry about the mess. I guess I should have done this in the locker room instead of-” Derpy was cut off by the ringing of the bell tower, her eyes going wide. “Oh no! I’m late to pick up my daughter from school!” With an explosion of feathers, Derpy was gone, only a trail of slick lube leading to the door to mark her exit.

The poor stallion was still standing, staring at the lube covered balls and the remains of the booty shorts when the earliest of the gym regulars came in. “What’s with that? Somepony spill preworkout or somethin’?”

“Not… exactly.” Despite it all, he wondered if Derpy would be back. He almost dared to hope she would.

Heating Your Jets (foalcon, urethral)
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This chapter contains foalcon, dirty thoughts (anal hoofing, vaginal), accidental urethral enema, bladder and ball filling, bladder bulge, ball inflation.

Heating Your Jets (foalcon, urethral)

Ship Shape sat alone in the hotel hot tub, enjoying the feeling of the water jet on his back. Having earned his cutie mark just last week, his parents had taken him to the Equestrian Naval Museum to see some of the big ships he had earned his mark for. One of the big advantages of having a cutie mark is not requiring adult supervision at the hotel pool, something he was currently taking advantage of.

He had been a little less excited to be left on his own when the mare with the big ass and short tail had left five or so minutes ago, but now his horny mind was free to fantasize about exactly what he wanted to do with her stretchy looking ponut and the thick lips just beneath it.

As he imagined his hoof parting the wrinkles of her tailhole and his dick slamming home in her pussy, his sheath began to stir under the roiling water. Reaching between his legs, he gently ran a hoof over his grape sized balls, imagining the mare calling his name as he shoved his hoof deep in her clenching rectum.

As his member reached full mast, the tip of his rod caught the current of water jetting out of a nearby nozzle.

His fantasy interrupted by the peculiar sensation, his eyes shot open, looking down to see his cock shaking in the buffeting water. Taking a moment to admire his rod, (longest in the locker room, though embarrassingly thin,) his eyes turned to the nearby nozzle.

At almost an inch and a half wide, it was just big enough.

Giggling as he mentally redefined what a warm and wet hole was, the mare from earlier completely forgotten, he got up, rock-hard-dick slapping against his belly as he waded to the side of the hot tub. Propping his forehooves against the rim of the tub, his eyes almost rolled back at the sensation of the water jet wiggling his colt parts around. Focusing, his mind set on the goal, he gripped his trembling erection and lined it up with the hole.

Rocking his hips forward, he entered nirvana.

The feeling of the hot water rushing past his throbbing member and firmly massaging his balls was more than he could have asked for, outclassing his hooves by orders of magnitude. The high pressure water slid down his length in a constant rumble, feeling to his overactive imagination like the sensation of shoving continuously deeper into a mare's throbbing hole without needing to pull out. His thoughts went back to the mare from earlier, imagining her eyes rolling back as his infinitely long dick plumbed the depths of her ass, foot after foot sliding past that tight ring.

After only a few seconds, the indescribable continuous stroking sensation of the water jet proved too much for the young colt, his first orgasm of the night teetering on the brink.

He flared.

While his normal width fit in the tube with space to spare, his wide flare was a different story, sealing up against the sides of the tube almost perfectly. With the path blocked, the flow of water sliding past his colthhood stopped.

Ship Shape's eyes flew open as the high-pressure water, with nowhere else to go, rushed into his urethra. Squeezing through his not-fully-developed prostate, it took the path up, hot water beginning to pour into his bladder. The sensation of the hot water forcing itself the wrong way through his prostate proved the tipping point, his orgasm ripping though him like thunder.

His poor prostate, doing its job, closed off path to his bladder and opened the paths to his balls in preparation for the first squirt of thin cum. His balls tried their best to deliver, but they were no match for the industrial water pump of the hot tub.

Ship Shape groaned at the overwhelming sensation, water threading through his tubes and filling his grape sized balls, causing them to swell a little with the excess water being forced into them. As his plumbing relaxed in anticipation of the next cum shot, the water was once again redirected to his bladder, filling it a little more.

Ship Shape did his best to ride out the intense roller coaster of sensations, groaning each time his body tensed to fire another cum shot, water instead being forced into his balls, causing them to swell just for his body to relax again, allowing the water to instead rush up into his bladder, forming a noticable bulge in his lower stomach.

After what felt like an eternity, his battered tubes gave one last ditch effort to expel the heavily watered down cum in his dangling balls. This vain effort lasted a few seconds, hot water rushing into his inflated urethra, down his trembling dick, through his straining prostate before stretching his seminal vessels as it filled his straining balls.

Collapsing in exhaustion, his flare still stuck in the jet, Ship Shape tried to catch his breath, water still flowing through his sensitive urethra and into his overfull bladder. Gently pulling back, his flare dragging along the plastic tubing almost painfully, he gasped as his shaft popped free, the flow of water into him suddenly stopping. Heaving himself out of the hot tub, he stood on trembling legs, water dripping off his tired form.

Looking between his front legs, his eyes locked onto the tip of his shaft, water dribbling out of his slightly stretched urethra, the hole looking just a bit bigger than it did before. Moving his attention to the massive swell of his bladder, he bit his lip. Glancing at his balls, he stopped and stared.

What were once a pair of undeveloped balls the size of a pair of grapes were now swollen to the size of apples, their weight pulling them down to swing by his knees. Reaching a quivering hoof back, he gently prodded them, marveling at how they swayed and sloshed.

Glancing again at his bulging bladder as it not-so-gently reminded him that it was full, he glanced at the door. Running back to his family's room with his bladder bulging, balls swinging and dick slapping was not an option. Figuring that his bladder was mostly water anyway, and there was a big pool of water right there, his first problem was solved. Draining his balls would be a different matter, though he supposed that if he simply came again, they'd drain right out, and his raging erection might even go down. Stepping back into the hot tub, his eyes drifted to the nozzle again.

One more time couldn't hurt, right?