Sparkle Family Values

Flurry did her best to use her magic to keep every creature involved energized, but after reversing her gender magic, she had exhausted most of her mana supply, and Auntie was still out like a light. Casting an energy spell on herself that would exhaust her magic completely was sort of pointless; then again… the next part wouldn’t likely require a lot of participation on her part.

“I’m all for this,” Flurry said as she collapsed in a puddle of sweat and spunk on the floor. “Just don’t expect a lot of movement from me…”

“I’m lovin’ this,” Gallus panted next to her. “I didn’t expect to get so much dick at this little party, glad I came. To the party. And came.”

“Uh,” Terramar scratched the back of his head, being the most nervous looking. “Well I’ve never been uh… penetrated. But hey… it’s a weird day; I’ll try it out.”

“You think this is weird?” Spike shook his head. “You should have been at the changeling gorb fest. Wall-to-wall eldritch goodness. Come to think of it… that was the first time I let myself get um… penetrated.”

“So um,” Flurry asked curiously. “Do you make up a creature or is there actually a creature that you can change into?” Because if there was, she might want to go meet one sometime. For educational purposes.

“Tatzlwurm,” grinned Ocellus, shivering a bit in excitement at getting everyone’s agreement. According to Spike, even the unconscious alicorn would be in agreement to waking up in that situation. “But don’t worry. I’ll shift so that its stomach doesn’t contain any acidic juices for when I temporarily devour you. Let me know if that’s not okay and I’ll um… not do that part.”

“Huh?” Flurry blinked at the ‘devour’ part, looking over at Flurry just in time to see a flash of green magic as she transformed into something new.

There likely wasn’t anyone but them in this part of the school at this hour, which was a good thing because the huge form shoved all the desks aside in a loud clamor. Hopefully Auntie would be able to repair the damage before they left, because several desks knocked things off the walls or slammed into the window leaving some impressive cracks.

The creature that Ocellus became was like a huge purple-scaled snake with the most phallic head Flurry had ever seen on such a creature. The head was pink and red frill along the neckline, with slits branching out from the nose like it could open into a mouth. There were yellow lips around the opening that were already salivating stringy fluid, and two beady eyes on each of the three flaps around the circumference.

Even knowing it was a friend with only amorous intent, it was instinctively frightening to watch the flaps open, revealing a fleshy, gooey pink interior with yellow teeth jutting out from the surface. The big feature of course though were tentacles bursting from the throat, whipping out like frog tongues directly at Flurry Heart. Flurry felt her excitement overwhelm the instinct to flee, and just sprawled out to let herself be taken.

Ocellus grasped her by the hind legs with two separate tentacles, and Flurry was snatched back through the air towards the mouth. Her wings flapped on instinct at the aerial movement, but not enough to hold her back. The tentacles were covered in thick sticky fluid, stringy as if they were drenched in cum.

When she arrived at the head, two more tentacles had emerged and stiffened in anticipation. Ocellus skillfully landed Flurry perfectly so that both rear entries were impaled on the gooey rods. She moaned and arches her back at the sudden penetration, feeling them sink deep inside as her front legs and wings convulsed.

No sooner had she started to moan than another whipped out to impale her muzzle, driving down her throat as well. Much like Ocellus’s shafts before, the soft spongy flesh didn’t gag her as much as it should have, but all three inside her throbbed happily at the spastic clenching as Flurry’s hind legs were pulled back into the throat. More tentacles wrapped around her wings to pull them against her sides as she was pulled back into the strangely soft flesh, like getting pulled into a giant wet flower.

Flurry had to wonder if the actual creature had quite so many tentacles or if Ocellus had taken more artistic liberty with the form. Another tentacle whipped out from around Flurry as she was pulled in to the hips, grasping Auntie just as she was starting to stir from her rest, the alicorn shrieking momentarily as one of her hind legs was grasped while another two impaled her rear entries as well. It shoved into her ass rather violently, though was notably gentler when penetrating the pregnant pussy.

“Huh?” Auntie thrashed about a few times and charged up her horn before recognizing the situation and powering down. “Oh well this brings back memories!” Flurry would have to get her to tell about those memories later.

Flurry felt the tentacles in her hindquarters hammer in and out of her, one and then the other like dual pistons as she was yanked in further, the slimy flesh encompassing her wings. She felt Ocellus’s energy still lapping over her atop that, electric pleasure pulsing up through her as the gums of the monster massaged at her body. As it moved her up to the shoulders, she felt her hind hooves pop out into some kind of stomach chamber.

In front of her, Auntie was held around the torso by one tentacle, just above her swollen belly, while two more wailed on her insides. She was pulled close to Flurry, face-to-face, and took a moment to kiss her niece deeply even with the tentacle thrusting down into Flurry’s gut.

“Tatzlwurms are fascinating creatures!” Auntie felt the need to be educational even now as they watched one another’s blissful expressions. “The tentacles do actually double as breeding appendages, some of which act as penises and others as ovipositors as they are all hermaphrodites. It’s a very efficient body design, and rather horrifying if you think about it, but also fun when we don’t have to worry about the ‘being digested’ part.”

Her words were finally cut off as Ocellus pushed a tentacle into Auntie’s muzzle as well. Meanwhile, Ocellus went about snatching up the males as well, the already tight throat swelling as more tentacles shot out.

Spike seemed the most ready, hopping up on the desk and standing with his arms outstretched to have them grasped within the noodly appendages, then giggling as he was pulled off the desk before letting out a squeak when his bottom was impaled. It seemed the tentacles weren’t just for holes, because the two that grabbed for Spike’s rigid shafts opened up at the tip, slick ovipositors swallowing his dicks and sending visible shivers through him as his eyes rolled back.

“Oh feathers this is gonna be weird,” chuckled Gallus as he was grasped by his hind legs too, whipped up off the floor and barely avoiding slamming him into the wobbling teacher’s desk as he was jerked through the air. He let himself go limp, wings extended but just letting his feathers blow about. When his rear was impaled, a huge grin spread over his face, twitching his hind legs excitedly and arching his back. He seemed to enjoy that even more than when another one slurped up his gooey shaft.

Terramar was hyperventilating by the time he was snatched, squealing and thrashing instinctively as his forelegs were grasped. His writhing and wing flapping were so intense that at first it looked like Ocellus would put him down.

“It’s fine, I’m okay,” Terramar assured her, but then tensed up as a tentacle wound around his hind legs and pressed against his behind, more gently than the other impalements. He clenched his beak at first, but no doubt the soft flesh was easier to take than a normal dick, so soon was panting as it pushed in and out, willfully opening his muzzle for another tentacle when it slithered up to his beak.

That was all Flurry saw before her body was pulled in further and the throat closed around her face. The leafy flesh inside secreted more fluids all over her as her hind legs popped fully out into the stomach cavity, finally dropping inside fully as she spurted out of the internal orifice. She landed in what would have probably been acid in a real tatzlwurm, but in this it was a small puddle of incredibly stringy fluid, like she was literally taking a bath in cum.

The tentacles in her snatch sped up its motions, sloppily spreading her labia again and again as the soft tip smacked against her cervix. The one in her tailhole though took long deep thrusts, deeper than she’d ever had it, as if it was actually winding up through her insides. The soft rod in her throat went deep and fast, but was flexed so that it was concave on one side, allowing Flurry to freely breathe even while getting her throat stuffed. The foal relaxed, just letting the warmth and undulating flesh surround her in ecstasy.

Flurry sprawled out, letting it encompass her, even pushing her head under until only her face was above the surface to breathe in the flowery air inside the changeling. She lit up her horn dimly, shedding light on the dark interior, seeing sticky walls around her in a tube that could probably fit about three of them side by side.

She saw Auntie’s forelegs being pulled through the orifice that Flurry had entered through. Her muffled moans became louder as her head popped out as well, eyes rolled back so far that there was nothing but white showing. Granted it was still muffled since she still had the tentacle in her throat as well.

Auntie’s body was dropped out into the puddle and dragged across the stomach to deposit her directly atop Flurry. Their legs and wings embraced one another, pulling their gooey bodies tightly together. They nuzzled affectionately, letting their bodies instinctively writhe together. It was strangely romantic to be eaten together with a beloved family member.

Though having Auntie atop her made Flurry think about Auntie’s fetish from earlier. Flurry grasped a loose tentacle that seemed to be sprouting from the floor of the stomach, wrapping it around her neck with her magic and pulling it tight. Ocellus got the idea, and the soft flesh tightened around Flurry’s throat.

Ocellus was a lot more careful than Spike had been, gradually increasing the pressure. Flurry encouraged her with her magic to grasp tighter, tightening her throat around the pulsating tentacle at the same time. She made no attempt to breath as she did when taking a cock to the throat before, instead just letting herself get slightly dizzy with oxygen deprivation. Somehow imagining herself to be in true peril intensified the ripples of delight through her body.

Spike was dragged in by the tail next by the same tentacle impaling his behind. As his hindquarters poked free, Flurry could see the double ovipositors latched onto his rods like suction cups, pushing in one and then the other with factory-like precision as his shafts visibly throbbed within. They were acting more like mouths than vaginas, like Ocellus was wanting to have a nice tummy-full of spunk after she spit them out and shifted back.

The dragon’s muscular body was pulled in aside the two alicorns, and Flurry felt one of his claws drag across her back, affectionately massaging him as she took him into the same winghug she had Auntie in. His body was much harder than Auntie’s, but Flurry enjoyed the bulge of his muscles.

She could no longer see the entrance, but Flurry heard another body spurting out into the stomach, as well as Gallus’s filly-like choking moans in his glee of getting spit-roasted by the tentacles. Despite the three already being tightly packed, Gallus was dragged into the stack of writhing bodies as well, and soon his sticky feathers joined in the mass hug of limbs and wings.

Terramar was dragged in next, seeming to have more than gotten into his the first invasion of his own orifices. He was squirming and shivering more than any of them, massage the tentacle in his bum with both feet as if to encourage it further. Soon all five were packed tightly in the mass hug, the fleshy walls tightly stretched around them. The walls convulsed slightly, churning them about.

The rise of bliss through Flurry’s body was so gradual this time that she wasn’t rightly sure when she went off, but when she did it lasted longer than any of her previous, several minutes straight at least. The others seemed to have similar experiences, the pile of wet squirming bodies growing hotter all the time. Flurry felt the tentacles latched onto the various male bits convulsing a bit more, pulsating to pull their sperm more deeply.

Flurry nearly forgot that she still had the tentacle clenched around her throat, but felt it loosen shortly before she faded from consciousness. It was a weird feeling, trapped inside the belly of a monster, smushed between undulating fleshy walls and covered with sticky juices, but feeling completely safe at the same time.

She wasn’t sure if she completely lost consciousness, but for a while she felt like she was just floating in a sea of bliss while Ocellus slurped the fumes of lust off her very soul. She felt hooves, claws, and tentacles rubbing over her from time to time, but was beyond identifying who was who. All she knew was that she was creaming herself on repeat, constantly adding to the pool of fluid in the stomach with her own internal juices.

When she woke up, she actually felt a bit dehydrated. The tentacles had been extracted, and she was oozing out of another orifice onto the classroom floor. It seemed that Ocellus had given them the full experience from one end of her form to the other, though thankfully it felt a great deal more sanitary than the real thing would have been. The real thing probably also didn’t smell like flowers.

Auntie was deposited next to her again on the floor, and the other alicorn immediately embraced and locked herself in a deep kiss with her niece. Flurry was too weak to even move, but let her body be freely fondled by her delightfully pervy aunt.

“I love you Flurry,” Auntie said after finishing the kiss. “I can’t wait until our foal is old enough for us to make love to him or her together.”

“Right… together,” Flurry blushed slightly at the reminder of her sexy deception.

“Hey boss?” Gallus asked from nearby, his voice wet with goo as well. “This place is a real mess… I think the school will notice.”

Auntie perked her head up and looked around. It was in fact a mess, desks thrown about, many of them outright crushed by Ocellus’s squirming body. One of the windows was outright shattered and every bookshelf in the room had dropped most of its contents.

“Fuck me in a thousand forms, that was intense,” Ocellus swore as she sat up, now in her base form again, just her normal female bits and ovipositor attached, but somehow covered in her own internal slime. “Oh… I made a mess. Sorry.” She blushed.

“Oh I can fix it… enough,” Auntie panted. “And don’t worry. I cast a perception filter over the room earlier so nopony would have even noticed it was occupied. Though um… Ocellus?”

“Y-yes?” Ocellus barely squeaked out.

“If we do this again,” Auntie said. “Swallow some physics books too so I’ll have some next to me.”

“Only you would get tentacle fucked and think it could be better if a book was involved,” Spike rolled his eyes.