Disposing of the Evidence

Twilight squirmed and wriggled around, trying to find a comfortable position to lie in. Every time she thought she'd found a spot to rest, she'd have to shift again in a moment's time, as she wasn't the one deciding the actions inside of her arse. That was the domain of the octopus Flurry had coaxed up there. Its many squirming tentacles explored her colon as if it were some sort of cave. She couldn't even push it out, as Flurry had plugged up the hole.

"Now, let me give you the same assurances I gave Fluttershy. Clyde is not able to move any further than a really long cock would reach. You can also rest assured that the cold water filtering in and out through that plug will keep him healthy and unharmed. After all, he's not the one being punished."

Twilight squeezed her eyes closed, hoping that at some point, the cold water would numb her to the feeling of the tentacles slipping past each other, or that she would grow accustomed to the feeling. She didn't care which, but having all of those slick tendrils pressing everywhere and the suction cups creating vacuum seals against her colon walls was one of the most degrading things she'd ever felt.

"We're not done yet," called Flurry, patting Twilight's arse again. This was not really a surprise to Twilight, after all, the punishment had only been an hour so far, though it was quickly seeming to turn to three. "On with the next one."

Whatever the next one was, it was heavy and had paws. He also had some very soft fur on his underside, and he was very warm. As his cock entered her cunt, she noticed that it wasn't large in any sense. Not particularly wide, and also very short. Just when she thought this might not be so bad, he pulled back. His dick was covered in backward barbs that dug into her pussy flesh, already sore from the dogs and pig. Every tiny thrust felt like being stabbed by a bunch of tiny needles. This couldn't be harmless. She had to be accruing some kind of damage from this.

Twilight shouted out in pain through the gag, begging Flurry to stop this. All that happened was that she came over to stroke Twilight's mane. "You're fine," she said, patting her cheek. "It'll hurt for an hour or two, but that's it. No lasting damage, remember?"

Twilight couldn't see, and couldn't do anything to stop it. She didn't know if Flurry was telling her the truth, or if she might actually be bleeding. At the very least, she could feel the rapid, shallow thrusts, and if she had any puncture wounds, they wouldn't be that deep.

The spurt when he came was not high in volume. There wasn't much she could focus on aside from the octopus in her arse and the large cat in her snatch, so any small difference was something of note. He wasn't deep inside, but Twilight could feel his every movement. If it hadn't been for the barbs hooking into her skin, this might not have been so bad. As he pulled out, though, those spines dug in and scratched her. She cried out, only to be silenced by Flurry's cock sliding into her open mouth.

This was actually very comforting, as it was at least familiar, and not as painful. As Twilight moaned into her niece's dick, she felt herself calming and relaxing. She was now properly humiliated, and had learned her lesson. No more fighting with mistress Flurry. The only way she could think to convey this message was to be a good little sex slave and suck her mistress off without complaint.

She heard the faint twinkle of magic, and felt the device she was secured to moving. Its arms were coming up and locking in place over the top of her. That meant that the smaller animals could no longer mount her, as they were too short. For a moment, she thanked her mistress for her mercy and generosity. Then she heard a loud moo from behind her. A cow? The whole device shifted as he mounted it. Twilight could feel his engorged cock against her thigh. He was as big as...

...An ox. Twilight remembered the farmer talking about feeding an ox, so that must have been what was behind her. She struggled and pulled against her bonds in a panic, causing Flurry to grip her by the cheeks. "Don't fight it, Twilight. The best thing you can do for yourself right now is relax. He's coming in, whether you want him to or not, just like all of the others."

Twilight was terrified as the device shifted again as the big bull dropped back down onto his hooves, shifting her hips with his snout. As he climbed back up on the mount, she tried her best to relax, but every instinct in her brain had her muscles tensing up and bracing herself. She was shaking as the pointed tip pressed against her labia.

It pushed inside her despite her body rejecting it. It was massive, somewhere between the dogs' shafts and their knots, but even longer than the pig's. It actually managed to stretch out her cervix a bit as it scrunched up inside of her. She'd never felt anything like this before, and on top of all of the damages done by the other animals, she was sure something would tear. There was no way she was unharmed at this point, but with her mouth occupied, her hands still bound by her neck, and her horn sealed off, there was no way to tell how extensive the damage was.

The bovid shaft thrust in and out of her as best the bull could manage. His pleased mooing easily drowned out Twilight's muffled yelling as her blindfold was soaked with tears. Deep in the recesses of her mind, she cursed herself. She had wanted this weekend with Flurry to be an unforgettable experience. Now, she was sure she would never forget it. She found herself wishing it would have been for a different reason.

The bull's release couldn't come quick enough. He effectively shot his hot load of semen directly into Twilight's womb, overfilling it to the point where the residual cum from the other animals was washed out with enough force to spray his balls. She felt so full that she would have vomited if Flurry wasn't cumming down her throat. She felt broken, and she had little hope that she would ever be repaired. She wondered to herself if she would ever want to fuck again.