One Helluva Time

It was another late night in Ponyville and at the famous milk mine, in the living room of the farmhouse a particular red pony was deep into an odd book his marefriend found and showed him knowing full well his curiosity with all sorts of magic.

About two days ago, in Canterlot...

"And this is the secret library where we store all sorts of odd and interesting tomes and books!" Twilight proclaims serving as the tour guide.

"And you're sure I can find some forbidden sex spells in here?" Hollow asks the purple book horse.

"More than likely, Celestia and Luna were rumored to be closet freaks, especially when Luna had that rock fetish after coming back from the moon," Twilight points out.

"Alright then let's have a look see then," Hollow says as she begins to scan the library taking out all sorts of books and tomes. "Okay, these will do, let's get going," she says as the two take their leave.

Back in Ponyville...

The book itself was old and dusty with a black cover, inside were all sorts of otherworldly spells and incantations, many of them demonic in origin. It goes over different species that dwell in said world like succubi, incubi, imps and hellhounds. The hellhounds peak his interest due to what is known about the females being rough and tough but also pretty stacked with bouncy asses and huge titties.

“Hmmmm should I really be risking a trip to go try to bag and tag something that may or may not be real?” Magma wonders aloud knowing about this and by the fact the book also contains a way into said realm. “What would Hollow tell me to do…?” he says before then realizing what she’d say. “Eh fuck it, if I’m not back by morning Hollow will think of some way to bring me back,” Magma responds before getting up and going out to the barn to set up the portal.

After searching for some chalk and candles Magma successfully drew out the weird circular portal and aligned each of the candles along the inner star of said portal.

“Okay now to recite the incantation and it should take me to where I wanna be,” Magma says standing in the middle of the circle before clearing his throat

“No sé qué poner aquí, así que estoy usando google para inventar algo!” he begins causing a shift in the wind and the candles to burn brighter. “Disfruta esta historia sobre mi pony demonio follando con un perro del infierno!” he finishes which opens up and sucks him up making him feel like he is falling.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Magma screams afraid of the landing. However he wasn’t falling and was on the ground but paralyzed by fear kept screaming at the top of his lungs drawing some attention to himself.

“Hey dipshit! You aren’t falling!” A voice cries out which catches his attention.

“Phew,” Magma says, glad to be on the ground as he stretches his limbs only to notice he now has a demonic bat-like pair of wings. “What the?” he questions as he flaps them a few times for good measure proving he does have control over them. “Huh that’s weird,” he adds scratching his head before bumping against his new set of demonic horns. “Woah I have horns too?” he says now thinking back that the last time he looked like this was during a roleplay night gone wrong with Hollow. Still it should help him fit in at least with all the other forms of denizens of this realm.

He looks around seeing many of the races that were mentioned in the book he was reading. Most seemed to be imps for the most part as he wandered around unsure of what to do and for the most part how to get back, he still had the book on his person so hopefully that can aid him.

He soon then finds himself colliding with somepony not paying attention to where he was going.

“Aaaaagh fuck!” an irritated feminine voice complains. “Are you fucking blind or something!?” the voice asks now fuming with utter rage.

As Magma looks up he sees a curvy hellhound with grey and white fur, her eye had a red sclera with white pupils staring him down. Her goth attire however was soaked with a brown liquid but it showed off a lot of skin.

“Hey fuckshit! You fucking bumped into me and made me spill my coffee!” she snaps at him bearing her large canine teeth.

“S-sorry I didn’t see you there,” he responds, noticing his book is still dry at least.

“Sorry, don't cut it!” she snaps at him. “And my outfit is ruined by your fucking blindness!” she continues to spit venom before sniffing a bit. “Did you just die or something?” she asks, sniffing him.

“Uh I am still alive actually,” he explains showing her the book.

“Huh well guess I can’t be too mad at that then,” the hellhound says getting up with some coffee dripping off her. “Fuck this is going to fuck up my fur,” she responds.

Magma looks over and does notice they are near what seems to be a beach. Which has some public shower stalls for getting rid of any ocean like smell.

“It looks like there's some shower stalls over on the beach,” Magma suggests with a sheepish smile, hoping to assist the angry hellhound.

“Better then nothing,” She responds as she heads over.

“I could hang your clothes to dry,” Magma offers, feeling bad about the whole situation.

“Whatever,” she responds.

“I’m Magma by the way,” he says, introducing himself.

“Loona,” she responds as the two head to the beach.

They arrive and Loona heads inside the shower stall tossing her coffee soaked clothes over to Magma and turns on the shower. Magma then takes the clothes and hangs them up before using his magic to get the coffee out of her clothes, which still works despite being in a totally different world.

“Least my magic still works,” he comments to himself.

Inside the shower stall Loona began to wash her fur but she seemed to fidget a bit with her nether region gushing fluid like a river. It has been hard the past couple days with work and being in heat is the worst if you're a hell hound, all day long she has been thinking about getting knotted and bred and she has been struggling with not pouncing on the nearest cock bearer. And wouldn’t you know her luck she bumps into a stupid fresh demon pony with a stupid face and a stupid cock that could fill her stupid cunt with his stupid sperm.

“Nnngh fucking brain!” she whispers to herself mad because now she has dick on the brain. And worst yet she can smell it nearby, the thing that could end all this torture on her nostrils and her mind and turn into pure bliss. But is it smart to act on it? With a complete stranger? “Fuck I don’t know what to do!” she shouts at the top of her lungs.

“Uhhhh Loona?” Magma asks knocking on the stall door after hearing her. “Everything okay?” he asks. Inside Loona remains silent before making a decision based on her now embarrassing herself opening the stall door and grabbing and dragging in Magma.

“Look you fucked up my day!” she spits at him tearing off his clothes and tossing them aside as the water now rains down on his now nude exposed body. And there she spots the thing her body had been begging for. A cock.

“Loona are you okay what’s going on?” Magma asks the hungry looking wet hellhound who turns around and lifts her tail exposing her genitals for him and letting him get a hearty whiff of her heat-ridden pussy. One smell is enough to get his soldier up and ready to charge in.

She unceremoniously shoves her ass towards him and impales herself on his meat sword. Letting out a howl of pleasure as Magma is pinned to the stalls wall as more hot water rains down on their naked bodies.

“Fuuuuuck yeah!” Loona sighs as she begins to slide off only to slide back down further pinning Magma down.

Magma gasps and groans at each powerful buck Loona gives, understanding she has him trapped behind her wobbly bum. With nothing better to do he grabs a handful of her overflowing ass digging his fingers into the soft wetness of the fur. He even gives a few thrusts back which aren’t as powerful as he’d usually go given he is pinned down but manages to elicit a response from the lusty Loona.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum!” he announces which makes Loona eager to go faster to get his tasty cock cream out of his balls and into her womb. Magma then lets loose a torrent of fresh jizz in her infernal tunnel giving the canine exactly what she wants all along.

However this only redoubles her efforts with her cunt and the plapping returns further threatening to break the stall. Cum begins to leak out of her and run down onto the floor, her tail wagging wildly. She has no intention of letting him go and insists on using him as a living dildo. A low growl is all that’s heard as she pistons bucks her hips violently back into his own pelvis further spearing herself as his cocok enters her womb with nowhere to go Magma has no choice but to endure this fuckening.

Sensing some displeasure Loona turns her head to see Magma’s.

“You’re getting your dick milked,” she says bearing her sharp fangs. “Accept it,” she adds flatly as she keeps rocking back onto his mighty member. She has no intention of letting him go till she is sated.

Time passes along with various loads Magma has been forced to deposit in Loona’s baby maker, in total he came about eight times in what he assumes to be three hours. His legs have given out but he remains upright due to being pinned against the wall. His nutsack had turned to raisins barely able to keep up it’s output with the horny hound, threatening to pass out from dehydration. Loona now is all but sporting a huge cum belly from the volume of the loads he has shot into her.

However underneath them a red circle forms similar to the one Magma used to get here.

In Equestria in the milk mine’s barn…

“Tengo tetas gordas y un culo tan gordo que aplaude cuando camino,” Hollow chants reading from an identical book that Magma had, the wind to stir into a maelstrom blowing open her robe and exposing herself before the circle.

“Ahora devuelve el que follo y con el que tengo hijos para que pueda seguir haciéndolo!” she finishes the chant as from the circle appears Magma back to normal...and on the business end of his dick Loona too!

Thanks to no longer being up against a wall his legs give way under him causing him to fall back with Loona too. This in turn triggers orgasm number nine.

“So I see you made a new friend or a pet perhaps?” Hollow titters closing the book and patting the hellhound on the head.

“W-water...need water!” Magma pleads.

“Yes yes I am sure you’re thirsty and judging from the belly looks like she might be having puppies eh?” Hollow teases before kneeling down and giving him her teat which her fresh milk fills his mouth. Seems Magma is going to be stuck pounding this pupper for a little while longer