Call of Duty: World at War
Lunatic God sat on the floor, leaning back against the end of Luna’s bed with crossed legs as his red furred fingers moved around the black dual shock 3 controller in his hands, wearing nothing but a white T-shirt with the word ‘bet’ sewn in black letters and black gym shorts, his red mane hovering menacingly just outside his vision as his red eyes stared at the bottom portion of the splitscreen game playing on the television on the ground in front of him.
Princess Luna sat to his left, lounging back with her legs spread as she lazily controlled her custom dual shock 3,which was fully colored dark blue and with the visage of the night sky, stars and all. She also wore nothing but a white T-shirt, which had ‘gamer’ sewn into it by Lunatic, and white panties, watching the top screen and playing slowly and strategically, as opposed to Lunatic’s frantic hopping around corners and pre-aiming around said corners.
*boom*
“Fuck!"
“Language," Luna casually replied, smiling as the game slowed and faded to monochrome, soon followed by the cracking of a typewriter as the ‘Victory!’ text appeared on Luna’s screen, along with ‘Defeat!’ on Lunatic’s, showing Luna in first place with fifty kills, and Lunatic in second with one. They watched the end screen fully up to the fade back to the menu before either of them spoke.
“Lunatic," Luna called, receiving a grunt of acknowledgement from the cross armed individual. “We have a proposition for thou,” she said. He raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her before she continued.
“After assessing thy recent defeats, we have deemed it necessary to put an incentive in place to spur improvement.” She explained, to which Lunatic rolled his eyes and returned his gaze to the screen.
“We shall play on public servers, and will work with our team to complete the objective and win the game," she explained.
“I fail to see how that is an incentive," Lunatic commented.
“For every game that thy team succeeds, I shall remove one article of clothing," she started, smirking at his wide eyed expression.
“But for every game that thy team fails, I shall add one piece of clothing,” she finished. She gave him a few moments to mull it over.
“So,” she stated, raising her palm. “Do we have a deal, my dear Looney?” He blushed at the nickname, which was barely noticeable under his naturally red fur, but accepted nonetheless.
“Deal," Lunatic agreed, grabbing her hand with his left and they both pulled into each other, bumping shoulders before returning to their previous positions and picked up their controllers.
~~
They had joined a pretty populated server that was entirely vanilla apart from the increased XP rate, and fortunately, Lunatic got a team that both had good aim and good teamwork, winning the game as Luna’s team scrambled about in the outer ring of Roundhouse, avoiding the tanks that Lunatic’s team constantly collected off spawn, before running into groups of enemies and immediately being gunned down.
“Lucky," she stated as she placed her controller off to the side, before closing her legs and scooting her feet halfway up to her body, hooking her thumbs over the hem of the finely crafted underwear. She quietly slid them down her legs, lifting her feet to pull them off completely, before tossing them aside as she returned to her spread position.
“They were getting too stuffy anyway," she remarked, grabbing her controller.
Lunatic, however, was too busy looking straight ahead with positively burning cheeks and a growing bulge in his shorts.
Suddenly, Luna gripped the rim of his shorts, making him help and turn away, looking at her with wide eyes, locking eyes with her.
“Do not fret dear, we noticed how uncomfortable thou shorts seemed to be getting, and decided to assist in removing thy distraction," she explained. He started for a few seconds longer to allow his heart rate to steady, before shifting back into his previous position. He tensed as she scooted to face the bed and more easily grip his shorts, tensing as her nails cooling his skin on either side of his hips. He didn't say a word as she pulled his shorts down, before abruptly stopping as his half hard dong flopped out, making him blush three times as hard as it touched what he hoped wasn't Luna, who chuckled as she pulled his shorts the rest of the way off and tossed them to his side.
“We can see thy problem now," she told him, before laying on her stomach perpendicular to him, making him gulp as he felt her hot breath on his now rock hard and throbbing phallus. “And we would regret not assisting you in solving such a monumental problem,” she continued. She remained quiet for a few moments.
“That is, if you allow us to help,” she requested softly, looking up at him. He nodded dumbly, placing a wide smile on her features. Without another word, she suddenly shoved herself down his length, making him grunt in pleasure as she made it slightly past a quarter of the way down his thick foot long shaft before gagging, quickly extracting herself from the act and coughing wildly.
“My sister, we did not think leeway was so small,” she commented, her hacks quickly dying off.
“Well, practice makes perfect," she quoted before engulfing his cock once again, his fingers curling into fists to avoid them flying up to her head and shoving her down.
She made it the same distance and gagged again, but did not pull away. Instead, she closed her eyes and began slowly dragging her lips up to his tip and back down, attempting to slowly gain inches, but barely progressed an inch after a few minutes.
She raised her mouth up and off in preparation to speak again, but Lunatic’s hand finally broke free of his will and launched up to grab her mane, shoving her back down, making her yelp and her eyes widen, but allowed him to buck wildly into her, causing her to gag with each thrust as he shoved her halfway down, but he was pretty close when his instincts kicked in, so it wasn't long before he climaxed.
They both moaned in pleasure as ropes of his thick and delicious cum were ejected into her, and she swallowed as quickly as she could to retain as much as she could, and did manage to obtain enough to extend her belly an inch, but the sheer volume of each load quickly overcame her, and began spurting from the seal her lips had around his shaft, splattering halfway to his base and on her cheeks, dripping off his periodically tightening balls before he was finally emptied.
After a second of nothing, she quickly lifted off of his softening member, swallowing one last time before laying her head on his chest and coughing loudly, allowing Lunatic to let go of her mane with his left hand and scratch behind her ears instead.
As her coughs subsided, her left hand drifted back to his crotch, idly fondling his balls, slowly drawing out his dick once more, making him wince.
“P-Princess…” he moaned.
“Oh shush," she retorted, wrapping her fingers around his meat and slowly stroking. “We haven't had anypony to indulge in for decades, so we’re taking this opportunity, whether thou liketh it or not,” she told him, lifting her bottom up and over him steadying herself on his thigh with her right hand as her pussy hovered just above his rod, which she continued stroking.
Suddenly, she jerked down, but had missed her mark, making her gasp as his tip pressed against her tailhole, but before she could correct herself, he snorted and placed his hands on her sides, pushing her down.
“L-Looney!” She exclaimed with a surprised expression.
“Lulu!" Lunatic exhaled, bucking up and popping the tip in, along with half of his shaft. He took Luna with him as he lowered his butt to the ground, and attempted to push deeper by shoving her down, but she had already bottomed out, so she yelped as a jolt of pain flashed through her rump, placing her left hand on his other thigh to push her off.
“Looney, that hurts!" She whined, and he didn't answer, opting to instead grab her arms and pin them to her sides, before lifting her up to his tip, but not past.
“Looney, what art thou- ahh!” she yelped again as he slammed her down, sending another jolt of pain through her, which mixed with the pleasure and made it feel… more pleasurable? He lifted her again.
“L-Looney- nngh!” she grunted as the mixed feelings flowed through her again. He lifted her a third time, and she braced, but he stopped.
“Do not stop now, peasant! Rut us as if you plan to impregnate uhhUsS!” her voice wavered as he brought her down once again, before transferring into a series of short and jagged instinctual thrusts. Luna opened her mouth and let her tongue out, panting as her tongue bounced with each thrust.
“Y-Yes! Fuck -ah- fuck u-us! Fuck me! Make me your broodmare! Fill me with your seed! Give me your foals!” She shouted, spurring him to jackhammer up into her, but quickly slowed to a stop with a shaky groan, reluctantly lifting her off.
Luna’s mind was too muddled with pleasure to form coherent complaints, and Lunatic’s horn glowed bright green, before a similar aura surrounded his cock, holding it straight as he lowered her pussy onto his tip, grinding it against her tight and unyielding folds.
“Oh, good thinking, knight! I cannot produce foals unless the sperm is inserted into my womb!" She explained. He continued grinding against her sex to in an attempt to force his way in, but she was too tight, and he was too big. As he did so, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and off, before tossing it off to the side.
“It seems the knights broadsword cannot fit into its sheath!" she exclaimed, her horn glowing dark blue. “Let's help then, shall we?” She said, squirming atop her perch as her magic spread her lips, trying to wiggle it in.
“Mmph… let's try… ah… No…” She mumbled, her patience growing thin.
“Please, j-just go in already!” She whined, impatiently shoving herself down to no avail.
With an impatient snort, his hands slid down her arms and under her sweaty asscheeks, inserting two fingers from either hand into her vagina.
“Oh! Has our brave knight finally decided to help his princess? Ow…" She said, feeling a pleasurable jolt of pain as he spread her lips a bit farther than her body planned.
“Hath thou discovered a way into… uhh… into the… Ahh… ahh, ahh! Yes! He hath found a path!” She exclaimed as his tip finally popped into her, and without hesitation, forced as much as he could into her, creating a large and tight bulge up her stomach before he hit her cervix, leaving a solid seven inches out in the cold air, then began jackhammering into her as fast as he could, hammering against the entrance to her womb and delivering the slight jolts of pain that she enjoyed.
Soon, he hit his limit, and mustered a powerful enough thrust to push past her cervix, allowing a final two inches in as he orgasmed, releasing his thick and gooey loads directly into her babymaker, quickly filling it with his first few spurts, but none could escape around the right seal between his cock and her walls, so her belly ballooned out a solid five extra inches before he ran dry. He started to lift her, but she wrapped his hands around his thighs and pulled herself back down.
“May, we shall remain in this position so I may retain all thou has gifted us," she told him.
“Now…" She started, levitating their controllers over and grabbing hers out of the air. With tired movements, Lunatic did the same, gripping it in front of her as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
“Holy shit, that sounded hot," A random voice played from their speakers. Luna looked at the headphones she left in front of the television, and noticed that it's lights were on. She grabbed it and brought the mic to her lips, looking at the screen that displayed victory for Luna’s team.
“Thou hath heard us, it seems," she inferred, before smirking. “And it seems to have distracted you,” she added.
“Who could ignore that?” The voice replied.
“Fair," Luna said, then levitated her shirt over. “But I have won, so I must replace the shirt.” She had the shirt over her head before stopping with a gasp as something squished her breasts.
“Hah~ you make a compelling argument,” she said, tossing her shirt to the side as he continued playing with her breasts. With his magic, he disconnected his controller, allowing Luna to play alone as he enjoyed her body.
Author's Note
Fun fact: the name of the Google doc for this is SKEWER THE WINGED BEAST
Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare
“Your fruit killin’ skills are remarkable."
Celestia giggled at Gaz’s remark, shifting for the umpteenth time in Lunatic’s lap. As she continued the game’s tutorial, she uncrossed her legs, placing her knees on either side of him, planting her buttocks squarely on his crotch, making Lunatic blush as she shifted from side to side for a few moments to find a comfortable position, before finally settling, leaning back against him.
Celestia had heard of Lunatic and Luna’s relationship, and was determined to try getting a piece of him, so she had waited for a night that Luna was off on royal duties and took her place. She joined him half nude as well, deciding to wear nothing but a white T-shirt to try and kick things off as soon as possible.
“It's getting hot in here," she stated, pausing the game to remove her shirt and toss it to the side before resuming.
“Maybe you should take off your clothes as well. Don't want you burning up," she suggested, keeping her eyes on the game.
After a few moments, he silently obliged, putting a smile on Celestia’s face as he reluctantly pulled down his red flannel pants, bundling them up and tossing them on top of Celestia’s shirt. Putting her plan into motion, she shifted from side to side a little, rubbing against his crotch. As she expected, his sheathe began releasing its contents, feeling his thick log slowly growing up her back. She waited until it hardened completely, then gasped in fake surprise, hearing him squeak in embarrassment.
“What's this?" She asked, lifting her rump into the air to bend over and look at his rod, intentionally placing her mare bits just inches from his muzzle as she studied his equipment.
“Well, we certainly can't have that distracting us, can we?" She asked. He gasped as one of her hands left the controller and took hold of his cock, lining it up with her entrance as she lowered it to the tip, rubbing her folds against the flat surface.
“Nngh… Such a big distraction, wouldn't you say?” She asked, then gasped as she pressed down, attempting to forcefully insert his throbbing penis into her tight and rarely used vagina, failing despite her increasing strength. Suddenly, he thrust up, forcing a high pitched whine out of her as his thick tip popped into her.
After a few moments of rest, she continued spearing herself on his dick, sliding down his dick until she hit his medial ring, bringing out another whine as she continued applying pressure, but Lunatic thrusted up again, making Celestia gasp again as the medial ring popped in, stuffing the rest of his dick into her, allowing her to feel every little detail of his dong as she sat upon his crotch.
“Play for me,” she ordered, placing the dualshock three controller beside her feet and planting her hands on his shins. She eased herself into a slow and steady pace, bringing her rump up halfway before slamming it back down every couple of seconds. She looked up, watching him play as she pleasured him.
He completed the course in a reasonable time, bringing him into the next mission. After skipping the cutscene, he began the mission in a helicopter, flying towards a cargo ship in an extremely heavy thunderstorm.
“I hope you don't mind, huh… I-If I speed up a little,” she informed him, before quickly accelerating to moving up and down a few times per second. Soon after the change in pace, Celestia was close herself, but chose to hold back, wanting to cum in tandem with Lunatic. Unfortunately, Lunatic suddenly popped without warning, blasting a rope of cum into her before she realized, pressing herself down against his crotch as he filled her up with seed, only bringing her to her own powerful orgasm as the last glob of his massive load was ejected into her waiting womb.
“Did you just…" She trailed off as her orgasm faded away.
[smol text]“D-Did you not w-want me to?"[/smol text] he squeaked out fearfully.
“Don't sweat it, sugar. I wanted you to fill me to the brim,” she assured him. “You just didn't give me a sign or anything that you were close.”
[smol text]“I-I’m sorry, princess,"[/smol text] He whimpered.
She sighed, lifting her rump free, and letting his softening dick pop out and crumple, letting some of his jizz dribble out. She spread his legs wide and turned around, laying on the side of her hip as she lowered her muzzle to his testicles, lapping at the skin between the plump orbs to coax his cock back into a hardened state. After a few moments, it had returned to a semi hard state, allowing her lips to latch onto the tip and suckle and slather his tip in saliva as her hands stroked up and down his shaft, quickly bringing it back to its throbbing status.
“You seem a bit down, so…" she stopped, holding his cock at the base with both hands and sucking half of his cock into her mouth, covering it with saliva before bringing it back out of her muzzle and locking eyes with him, beginning to strike up and down again to spread her saliva along the rest of his cock. “I want you to fuck my throat as hard as you’d like, and cum wherever you want.” She finished bluntly.
He looked away awkwardly, and after a few moments of silence, he gently laid a hand on the back of her head, lightly pushing her down. Celestia obeyed, opening her mouth. After a few seconds, he gently guided her down, bringing his cock into her wide open mouth, and slowly bringing her down until his tip hit the back of her throat, stopping her a quarter of the way down.
After hearing nothing from her, he continued, carefully bringing his tip into her throat. She moaned onto his cock, spurring him on to bring her to his medial ring, stopping in fear of choking her.
“Mhhn… P-Princess, c-can you…” He trailed off. Celestia slowly lifted herself off, looking up at him.
“Can I what?" She asked.
“U-Use your… h-hands, please?” He requested in a low voice.
She rolled her eyes, but obliged, bringing her hands to the base of his cock, pumping up and down as she brought her muzzle back to his tip, latching onto and suckling his tip as her hands did all the work. After a few minutes, he was close once again.
“T-Tia, I'm close.” He huffed. She stroked his shaft a few more times before letting go, placing her hands beside his cock as she plunged down all the way, her nose bumping against his crotch. Instinctively, his hands flew to the back of her head and held her in place, giving a miniscule thrust with each rope of hot goo that was launched down her throat, and the heavy load filled her small belly, growing it an almost imperceptible inch.
Moments after the last spurt, he lightly pulled her hair, bringing her to his tip, but instead of pulling her off completely, he shoved her back down to the base while thrusting to meet her halfway, then immediately pulling his cock out halfway and shoving it back in, jackhammering into her face. Within a minute, he pulled out, one hand pumping up and down his dick as his other gripped her hair tightly, holding her open muzzle centimeters from his throbbing tip, firing his load into her mouth and on her tongue, painting the inside of her mouth white and even gave her so much of his precious cum that some was dripping over her lips.
After he finished giving her his gift, she sat up, scooting forward and stared at him with half lidded eyes, holding her mouth open and presenting her cum filled mouth. She then closed her mouth and swallowed, before opening it again and showing that she had claimed it all.
They stared into each other's eyes for a few long moments. Then, Lunatic slowly placed a hand on the back of her head, pulling her close and pressing their lips together, kissing each other passionately as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling the rest of her body to sit on his crotch once again, pressing into him affectionately as his hands moved to wrap around Celestia’s hips and pull her closer.
“Loonie?"
Lunatic yelped into Celestia’s mouth, his head snapping to face the newcomer.
“Luna?" Celestia inquired, calmly turning to look at her.
“What is going on here?" Luna asked in an assertive tone, stepping in and shutting the door.
“I merely wanted to take your stallion for a spin," Celestia answered.
“We can see that," Luna said, frowning as she watched Lunatic trying to hide behind Celestia, with his head on Celestia’s opposite shoulder.
“Sister," she called, turning to Celestia. “We have a question to ask of thou.”
“Yes, sister?" Celestia replied, her eyelashes fluttering innocently.
“Why hath thou not asked us to join?" Luna asked.
Instead of an answer, Celestia merely tilted her head with a confused look.
“We hath wondered how he would act when around two mares,” she started, sliding the shoulders of her dark blue dress off. “So we would like to run more experiments!" She exclaimed, sliding the dress down to her ankles, revealing a pink bra around her breasts and equally pink tighty-whities hugging her crotch tightly. She stepped out of her dress and kicked it away before turning around.
“Can one of you assist in removing our bra?" She asked as she hooked her thumb around the hem of her panties sliding them down to her ankles and stepping out of them, shaking her rump a few times as she tossed them on top of the dress.
“You have magic, Lulu," Celestia said, rolling her eyes as her horn lit up, surrounding the knot in her golden aura and undoing it, before lifting it off of Luna and gently placing it on the pile of Luna’s clothes.
“Now!" Luna exclaimed, clapping her hands together as she turned to face them again. “Let us begin!"
Lunatic was still shaking in fear, holding Celestia close to him, but was unabashedly staring at her breasts.
“Let's calm him down, shall we?" Luna said, seductively strutting towards them with swaying hips.
