Domestication

by Mister_Re

Rating: mature
Tags: Them's Fightin' Herds, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Other, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Non-consensual, Adventure, Narcotics
Length: 1705

An unlikely bond is formed between a predator and Arizona. However with this union the predator has been deemed a traitor. Now they must work together to find the Oryx's Key to unlock the void.

An unlikely bond is formed between a predator and Arizona. However with this union the predator is deemed a traitor. Now they both must work together to find the Oryx's Key to unlock the void. Though their goals align, their agenda's clash. Arizona intends to unite the predators with their prey brethren under one banner while the predator wants to rule over them and simply make them livestock. Both are having second thoughts about their own plans but are waiting to answer the eventual question. Who will be domesticated?

CONTAINS: Eventually Consensual Rape, Beastiality,Maledom, Knotting, Pet Play, Aftercare, Blowjobs, Cow puns, Slight narcotics use and some other tags I'm forgetting

Cover art by LarryKitty.

Published 2021-05-02 20:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-05-02 20:40:00 UTC

Chapter 1: Bitten off more than you can chew.

Author's Note

All characters in this fic are 18+.

Chapter 1: Bitten off more than you can chew.

The distant echo of an extended scuffle scathed the once stagnant salt mine. Predators had now run rampant in these underground excavations. Only the foolish and prideful would ever dare enter.

Ignoring the warnings however, the champion of the prairie found herself in quite the predicament. Wolves by the pack, blocked both her way forward and her way back. As easy as it was to beat these pawed cretins to the ground. The question was for how long and how many were left. Seemingly endless.

"Ha… ha… Just like my pa always says 'if you're looking to square dance, best be prepared for allota dance partners". She then threw her rope out to catch another predator but unfortunately for her one of the bigger ones caught it.

"Ah fiddlesticks." As her prized rope was yanked from her teeth then flayed to laces.

In utter awe, she froze for a second too long. One of the wolves took its opportunity to tackle her and force her onto her back. Arizona tried her muscles but none of them responded. The body had given out after hours of fighting. She was now at the predator's mercy.

"C…can't move… Gotta get… up and show ya'll what"

The predators paw pressed against Arizona's lips. It looked like this particular one had enough of her countryisms. And with only her eyes to wander, Arizona's gaze fell upon teeth. The muzzle, the breath and the worst of all, the sound of the monsters faltered her previously brave heart.

Meanwhile, the predators were conversing amongst each other. The low growls are a language of short statements for clarity. Much of the voices were consolidating which part of their meal to eat first: Limbs, organs and ribs were by far the most popular. Minutes passed and tensions built up yet the wolves did nothing. The domineering wolf had the honor of the takedown and therefore had the privilege of dealing the killing blow; This was the unspoken rule within the pack.

Arizona held her tongue, her eyes full of fear and a deeper sense of disappointment in herself. With her aching paralysed muscles, She could only beg for mercy with her eyes. The prolonged hesitation gave her a tinge of hope, though the crowd was getting restless. The gargly hum of the pack devolved into a cacophony of snarls and barks. The impatient insatiable meat auction began now, even in the wolf's native tongue it became a blend of crunching glass to hear.

By instinct, he let the crowd reach its peak. And everything went to the point of breaking there was….

"Silence!" the wolf roared out into the crowd.

"You are unlike anything we have faced, my irritating little morsel. Your meat is tough, lean and will be hard to chew. Your bones would surely pierce our jaws ,let alone choke our throats. We will spare you, only for you to serve us. You will break and if not. You will die."

The wolf explored her facial features with sloppy licks. The salt, the desperation and the fear gave him further incentive for his domination. He reveled into making this once troublesome cow into the breeding bitch for the pack. Arizona squealed with each brush of taste buds against her fur. This lasted for a few minutes, her face and underbelly taking the brunt of it. He was saving the most sensitive parts for last. The wolf growled at a sudden realization, 'She should feel the pain she had caused us at least once'. The predator's maw drew his teeth out in a wicked, angry smile, his jaw unhinged then clamped onto one of her forelegs. This bite was not enough to draw blood but left indents of jagged teeth.

"Yee-ow!" Arizona woke from being half asleep, her consciousness had been faltering after being knocked down.

"So you are awake." She dare not speak."Good. My little morsel. I'm sure you'll enjoy whats next. I know I will."

The wolf's vanished into the darkness though to him he took a few steps back. With a grin, he knelt down and spread her legs outward, eliciting a slight whine. Arizona's slit was pristine and untouched, perfect for the taking. He dipped his nose in and rolled his tongue around, dry but that would change soon enough….

The predator poked and prodded around her crotch. A texture quite different than her belly or face. He could feel the sensitive and supple meat beneath. Unmuscled and untainted, the wolf teased around her little lovebud. Arizona moaned with gritted teeth. She had no idea what she was feeling. It was like needing to go without needing to go. She chocked it up to embarrassment for now, a building, budding, growing embarrassment.

"Mmmhmmmmm…" Arizona couldn't help herself. The position she was in was helpless, she might as well enjoyed it.

Arizona's pussy slobbered all over the wolf's chin and maw. A brief reprieve from the cowlingus gave him a moment to view his fine, messy work. She felt in that moment a great emptiness within her loins. She thought it was anti-climatically over but as soon as she thought that, the gears shifted to max.

With no hesitation he drove his muzzle deep into her. Both teeth and tongue defiled her clitorial hood with soft nipping and even rough licking. He was milking this cow one way or another. Her response was less than elegant. Arizona loosened her jaw and sealed her eyes shut. A mcflurry of ooo's and aaa's filled the room as his assault paced up in intensity. Arizona could feel her back arching up instinctively. Something needed to go, everything was burning now head to hoof. She was close, so close to a new experience. But then…

Everything stopped.

Through the hazy denial, she heard him again.

"Enjoying yourself?" The wolf grinned.

"Y-yes…Please… Why didja stop?" Arizona huffed.

"Because I want something in return."

"A-anything… Just please…"

"Submit to me and I'll show you the other side."

"O-ok… I submit."

"Good."

Arizona was once again face to face with the wolf. He sported a noticeable eager grin. She had no idea why he didn't go back to licking her until she felt it. The base of his knot against her slit…

"Know my name, cow, as Fluffers the Wiseclaw. From this moment forth, as I claim you, you will serve as our champion and simultaneously our breeding cow."

Fluffers hoisted up Arizona's left hind leg between his underbelly and his own hind leg. Arizona's right counterpart was pinned by Fluffer's knee, forcing a similar position to the splits. Fluffers wasted no more time.

With one single powerful thrust, he breached her hymen. Shockwaves of pain and pleasure rushed through every nerve in Arizona's body. She arched her back and expended much of her remaining strength climaxing on her first hilting. Fluffers noticed her fading consciousness and growled in anger.

"Passing out is the last thing you'll do!" He howled out, summoning a shadow orb to his location. Fluffers then seized the orb and placed it in Arizona's mouth to swallow. Covering her mouth for good measure, his cow eventually gave in to the necessity of breath.

Arizona coughed out, regaining much of her vitality. She had strength now. There was enough strength in her body to kick him off and escape but she wanted it. Fluffers knew the risk as well as he stared back into her eyes, still buried deep inside of her. A sickening pause between them lasted for several seconds. Both of them were breathing each other in until one of them broke the silence.

"Please… I want more." She spoke without a care or responsibility in the world. This moment, despite the context, was hers alone.

"As you wish." The predator abided by this and thrusted, to the base of the knot into her.

He was gentle now knowing his victory was assured. Fluffers focused on giving this obedient little cow what she deserved. He did slow thrusts to lubricate and loosen her vice like cow pussy. They both feverant in lust as their sex created their bond. Predator and prey in an unholy matrimony.

Arizona moaned as her beef wallet was stuffed by predator cock. She did her best to pull him deep, wanting her clit rubbed raw by his knot bit in her naivety but didn't know what the knot did. Arizona's snatch became more welcoming as her juices basted Fluffer's dick. The improved comfortable thrusting, he began to accelerate his pace. To her and his pleasure nonetheless. Minutes passed and his thrusting continued to give him deeper and deeper access.

"You've done well… heheh… Never thought prey would be my finest lay." He grinned at the mooing and moaning Arizona. He could feel himself getting close. His cow had already been milked multiple in the minutes prior; it was his turn now.

"Now for the final knot to tie loose ends." He pulled out till only his tip rested inside.

"Tha whu-!AHH."

Fluffers hilted her to the knot over and over again. The aggressive attempts at breaking that final stretch battered Arizona's entrance. She cooed, the rapid pumping causing her voice to slightly morph with each rapid thrust. Her vulva was turning red from the abuse but she enjoyed it nonetheless. Fluffers felt it every five thrust, her cunt was sopping and begging for the swelling knot. Each time he felt more of his length fill her, the faster he became. 'Can't believe I'm fucking my food' he manages to think while getting oh so near his goal. In finality, his knot broke through and his tip kissed her cervix for the first time. He stuffed her prey's womb to the brim in predatory seed, his tongue lolled out as he was overheated. Spurt after spurt, fired randomly, painting her uterus with viscous virile with semen. She huffed and puffed as her innards were warmed by his claiming cream. In their sudden partnership they both knew what was going to happen next.

Their eyes fluttered to a close as the fluffers passed out on a passing out Arizona.

Chapter 2: Hotspring aftercare.

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