Distracting Derriere

by Buster Knutt Reborn

Rating: mature
Tags: Fetish, Pinkie Pie, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Profanity, Alternate Universe, Anthro, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 2807

Pinkie invited Dusk to shadow a shift at Sugarcube corner to see how she handles customers, but all Dusk can seem to focus on is that enormous ass under Pinkie's skirt. What's a stallion to do about it? Vigorously impregnate her. Obviously.

Pinkie invited Dusk to shadow a shift at Sugarcube corner to see how she handles customers, but all Dusk can seem to focus on is that enormous ass under Pinkie's skirt. What's a stallion to do about it?

Vigorously impregnate her.

Obviously.

Kinks/A/N: Zero story, pure fetish material. R63, exhibitionism, impregnation, maledom, cock worship, stomach bulging, hyper ass, hyper cock, hyper cum, hyper cumflation.

Cover art done by Spindlesx on Derpibooru, the GOAT of thicc ponk.

Published 2021-07-27 18:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2021-07-27 18:50:02 UTC

Bubblegum Booty

"Thank you for your business!" Pinkie cooed from behind the counter, bouncing excitedly from one foot to the other as she waved the customer goodbye. "He seemed very hungry. I hope those donuts are enough to keep him going."

Dusk didn't respond properly, instead only letting out a verbal grunt of confirmation as his eyes remained laser-focused on Pinkie's enormous rear. Each movement she made caused that thing to wobble, and the little dance she was doing on her feet was only making it bounce around even more. He could feel his cock stiffening in his pants as he looked at it, licking his lips hungrily as he thought about sliding his cock right between the cheeks of that absolute dumptruck and blowing his load all over Pinkie's back.

"We're very busy today," the pink pony commented, scratching her chin as she scanned the crowd. "Though everyone seems to have ordered already... maybe they'll come for seconds?"

"Yeah... cum in seconds..." Dusk chuckled, walking up behind Pinkie as he spoke.

He pressed his bulge back into her mountainous ass, grabbing hold of her hips as he began grinding himself against her rear. Pinkie gasped audibly, not out of protest or disgust, but instead genuine surprise.

"You gave me a spook!" she giggled, looking back over her shoulder at Dusk's lecherous grin.

"Hey, Pinkie?" Dusk asked.

"Yes?" she responded.

"How about you suck my cock?" he offered.

"But I'm at work," she pointed out.

"Then how about you suck my cock at work?" the perverted stallion responded.

"Hmm..." Pinkie pondered. "Well, I can't argue with that logic."

"Atta girl," Dusk smirked, patting Pinkie affectionately on the head as she turned around and dropped onto her knees.

The frizzy mare made quick work of the belt and zipper on Dusk's pants, yanking them down to his knees and allowing his semi-erect cock to slap heavily down onto her face. Her tongue met the underside of it lovingly and loyally, kissing the base of a cock so massive it was already larger than most pony's legs. It was her second favourite thing about Dusk's cock.

The first thing was how it would get even bigger.

And get even bigger it did. As she continued to lavish it with licks, kisses, and gentle little sucks all along its underside, it continued to grow larger and larger until it hit a size one could almost describe as obscene. His cock remained on her face, twitching and pulsing with each beat of Dusk's mighty hard, the stallion watching the pink mare beneath him work her magic.

She soon slid her maw all the way up to the massive tip of his cock, cracking her jaw open as wide as it could go to get the mere tip of it in her mouth. Her hands then slid down to his nutsack, cradling each of his soccer ball-sized testicles in either hand. She gently gripped them, rolling them around in her palms and feeling the titanic weight of such powerful, over productive balls.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Dusk groaned, feeling Pinkie's wet maw take more and more of his cock down her gullet, swallowing each inch of his monster prick with controlled and trained elegance. "That's a good girl..."

Dusk placed both hands on either side of Pinkie's head, using his thumbs to toy with her fur-tipped ears as he continued to spear more and more of her gullet on his throbbing cock. The tightness around it was insane, feeling like her throat was at its limit as more and more of his meat ploughed deeper inside her. However, Pinkie was used to the strain and not an ounce of discomfort was visible on her face. As always, her baby blue eyes were playful and happy, gazing back into his with an adoring glow to them.

He soon hilted himself in her stomach, able to see her gut bulging out through her shirt as her body struggled to accommodate his monstrous size. Pinkie's tongue licked and swished against the underside of his balls, prodding and poking at his nuts in the way that he adored.

"U-Um..." came an awkward voice from over the counter. "Excuse m-me?"

Dusk's eyes glanced up to a pegasus he didn't recognise. The mare was red in the face, staring down at the pink pony with the monstrous ass clearly gagging on a cock as thick as her thigh, shock and awe plain as day on her face.

"Can I help you?" Dusk asked nonchalantly, beginning to fuck Pinkie's throat the same way he would her cunt.

"C-Can... I... uh, wow, um... n-nevermind," she choked out before sprinting out of the store.

Dusk looked down at Pinkie with a casual shrug, and the pretty pile of pink shrugged back in response. So, they went back to their own little bubble. Pinkie hummed down the length of Dusk's cock, her entire throat vibrating up his whole length in a way she knew he adored. He groaned loudly, placing his hand on top of Pinkie's head and picking up the pace when it came to fucking her maw as best he could.

Gagging, choking, and moaning sounds from the big-bootied mare could now be heard throughout the entirety of Sugarcube Corner, everyone in the store now fully aware of what was going on. The responses were mixed from disgust, to excitement, to embarrassment, yet nobody had it in them to stand up and call attention to it. Instead, they tried their best to ignore the stallion with a cock the size of a leg dicking down the stomach of the fat-bottomed pink mare behind the counter and go about their days.

It was much harder than they wanted it to be.

Dusk bit down on his bottom lip as he kept his eyes locked onto Pinkie. Drool and pre-cum began to collect around her lips as he used his full length to assault her maw, dialling his hips up harder and harder until his balls were violently slapping against Pinkie's enormous tits. Sweat began to coat the stallion's body, his clothing now sticking to his form as he worked more and more to bring himself to orgasm.

Pinkie continued to suck harder and harder, bobbing her head as fast and as hard as the enormous cock in her throat would allow her. The collection of fluids around her maw began to drip down her chin, spilling onto her shirt and staining it with thick, white globs. She giggled playfully, batting her eyelids at her purple-hued lover as he continued to abuse her throat, thankful that a mare of her size and shape was on the receiving end of such a vicious throatfuck, or else she'd be at risk of serious harm.

"Uh... hey?" came a nervous voice from over the counter again. "Can I get... a refill? Maybe? Please?"

"Sure!" Dusk answered with a smile. "She'll be right with you just as soon as I've blown a fat load in her throat."

"Y-Yeah... take your time," they nodded, resting on their elbows as they hornily watched the scene play out in front of them. "No rush..."

And so they didn't. Dusk took all the time he wanted working on Pinkie's whore mouth, eagerly stuffing his cock in and out of her twitching gullet for as long as he was able. The talented slut on the end of it, the one that sucked his dick so eagerly and worked his balls so lovingly, was clearly in no mood to be anywhere else that day either. Her shirt was now soaked through to her enormous tits, thick globs of pre and spit flowing down her shirt and pooling onto the floor.

Pretty soon it was time for the ride to come to an end, and with a final, mighty stroke of his powerful hips, Dusk hilted his cock inside Pinkie's mouth and blew his load into her stomach. The force of the load was so powerful and the size of it was so titanic that it ballooned Pinkie's stomach out with such force that it tore her shirt open immediately.

Her belly, swollen large enough to look like she'd be giving birth to triplets any second now, continued to grow and swell as Dusk's titanic orgasm thundered onwards. He bit his bottom lip, cursed under his breath, and held Pinkie locked in place as he continued to cum inside her. Pinkie's hands went from his balls to her enormous belly, feeling her skin stretch out like an overinflated balloon between her fingers, a sensation so amazing it almost made her cum there and then.

Dusk then tore his cock from her gullet, groaning loudly as he blew his load all over Pinkie and the surrounding area. The waiting pony wasn't safe from the splash zone, taking a stream to the face that covered and soaked almost her entire torso.

"Holy shit!" they exclaimed, staggering backwards as Dusk's thick, steaming cum coated their face.

Dusk soon sputtered out, however, with the floors, ceiling, and walls now doused in yoghurt-thick fuck muck before he was done. Pinkie picked herself up, holding her overly-swollen belly in both hands out of necessity to move, as she walked over to the counter.

"Sorry about that. He does make a bit of a mess, but sharing is caring after all!" she exclaimed happily, reaching forward and scooping a wad of cum off the face of the customer with her finger before licking it clean. "A refill of what, may I ask?"

"U-Uh... orange soda... please," they stammered, barely able to think straight with their mind addled by the scent of the liquid clinging to their face.

"Coming right up," Pinkie nodded enthusiastically, waddling over to the soda machine as best she could in her laden state.

Dusk's eyes again fell on that big, fat ass currently underneath Pinkie's skirt. His mind raced with thoughts of ramming his cock in their and breeding her full of foals just for the hell of it... and it was an idea he was going to do more than just entertain. As soon as Pinkie handed the drink back over to the customer and was leaning over the counter, Dusk made his move once again.

He quickly tore away Pinkie's flimsy skirt and laid his cock on her bare ass, the titanic size of both objects making them a more-than-fitting pair. He leaned over her back and pressed his mouth just against her ear, kissing it softly before speaking to her.

"I'm gonna bend you over and knock you up, alright?" he asked, moreso informing than offering. "I'm gonna fuck you so full of cum that you're not gonna be able to stand for the rest of the day."

"Sounds awesome!" Pinkie smirked giddily, once again shivering and bouncing with excitement.

With that, Dusk set to work breeding the prized sow in front of him. With a gentle shove and a firm hand, he pinned her torso as best he could with her bloated belly against the countertop. He lined the massive, dripping head of his cock, thick as a thigh, against her dripping quim as it twitched eagerly with excitement.

Pressuring his hips forward, he penetrated the sopping wet cunt of one of his best friends, nearly splitting her apart at the seams as her pussy struggled desperately to take such a massive size. Fireworks sparked and exploded in her mind, each inch of Dusk's virile cock being a whole other sparkler added to the pile. She felt him hit her womb before he was even halfway in, her stomach already so distended continuing to stretch and grow to accommodate such impressive size.

The battering ram he called a cock soon found its way inside, hilting in her as deep as it could go. His fat balls, already dripping with sweat and spit, rested against the underside of her ass, their impressive weight leaning against her even-more impressive posterior. With a heavy, slow breath, Dusk set about breeding his bitch as thoroughly as he could.

His hands found Pinkie's ass once again, fingers literally sinking into the massive mounds of flesh due to the sheer volume and softness of it. His balls clapped back against that ass as his cock pounded her cunt over and over again, a mix of her pussy juices and already-flowing pre-cum spilling down Pinkie's thighs and mixing with the plentiful fluid on the ground.

All the customers were now well-aware of the vigorous fucking going on behind the counter, some desperately trying to hide away from it, others watching with enraptured gazes, and others storming out of the cafe at such a lewd and obscene display. Dusk enjoyed the audience, a smug grin on his face as all those gathered today were about to watch him breed the thickest bitch in Ponyville.

He used his full length to fuck Pinkie's eager little cunt, every inch of his obscene size being put to work as it hammered her over and over again. Each blast of the Alicorn's super-powered cock caused the mare to jostle forward, this causing the already enormous quantities of cum inside her stomach to slosh and gurgle around like a half-filled pitcher of milk. And to Dusk, 'half-filled' wasn't nearly filled enough.

Gritting his teeth, he set himself to a higher pace, balls now audibly slapping against Pinkie's fat ass, splashing sweat and pre-cum off her slicked backside and onto the floor. Breathing for the both of them became laborious and strained, but the smiles never faded from their maws as they continued the ride to debaucherous sexual euphoria. Dusk couldn't wait to get Pinkie pregnant, and it was obvious that Pinkie couldn't wait to be pregnant either.

Both called and moaned to one another, begging and boasting about large numbers of foals growing strong and healthy inside Pinkie's womb. The stallion would fill her so full of cum and make sure she had at least five foals, ten foals, as many as she could take, all in service of Dusk's enormous cock. The fantasy made them both all the hotter and all the hornier, and pretty soon it would be more than just a fantasy.

Dusk used his magic exactly as intended, driving Pinkie's egg production into overdrive so there'd be as many foals born as she could possibly conceive, his fat balls churning with seed at the mere thought of it. He slapped Pinkie across the ass, calling her every filthy name under the sun as he watched her derriere ripple like a disturbed pond, tongue lolling from her mouth as she took slap after slap, always begging for more.

And more he gave her until it was time for the beautiful conclusion. Dusk gritted his teeth, gripped Pinkie's slender waist, and slammed home inside her one, final time before unloading the fast cumshot of his life directly into her hyper-fertile womb.

Her belly was already bloated and enormous, and this only made her grow bigger. Each spurt of cum could fill an entire barrel and then some, all of it cramming into Pinkie's soft belly. Bigger and bigger she grew as gallon after gallon of hyper-virile cum blasted her insides, coating her ovaries, and impregnating her so vigorously it would be recorded as a historical event. Soon her belly was bigger than she was, blocking her field of view and making the stunned faces of the crowd watching impossible to see.

She kissed her belly, suckled her flesh, and ran her tongue all over it. She loved it. The size, the shape. The warmth inside her and how she felt so beautifully heavy. Soon it was even bigger, bigger than both of them, and she looked ready to burst like an overfilled balloon. Dusk cried out, kissing her ear affectionately as he continued to pump yet more and more cum inside her. It sloshed, gurgled, pooled, and whirled inside Pinkie's deepest reaches, filling her with a load that would produce more foals than she had fingers and toes.

And then, all too soon, it was over.

The flow ceased, the cumming stopped, and the golden afterbuzz of the breeding of ages settled in on both of them. Pinkie continued to run her tongue over her belly, feeling as much of it as she could with her hands, unable to see anything over the enormous crest of her stomach.

"There you go, sweetie," Dusk chuckled, pulling his deflating cock out of Pinkie's well-fucked cunt with a grunt. "One fresh and filling creampie on the house."

"Heheh... it's my favourite flavour," Pinkie giggled, eyes flashing brightly as she looked back over at Dusk. "Mind if I ask for seconds?"

"In time..." he smirked. "Right now... I think we need to worry about wiping down the baking area... and we're gonna need a lot of wipes."