From Farm to Fame

Standing tall within the city, the cold gray stone building blended in with the surrounding environments of similar construction. Walls covered with graffiti art, trash bins down the side alleyways, and ponies passing by on the streets. On the upper portion of the building was a darkened neon light sign that hid away the words The Breeding Pit in its current state, along with the images of the stripper pole. Two large wooden doors stood at the front with inlays of golden trim to match its deep dark coloration. Along the sidewalk, a pony was out stringing red velvet rope to brass beams that were set along the ground.

Big Macintosh’s eyes gazed in awe at the size of the building with its three stories of height compared to his vision of just a small building sitting at the edge of town instead of downtown. The sounds of Manehatten filled his ears as he gawked at all the sights surrounding him in other nightclubs and bars. This was something he’d never seen back home in Ponyville and certainly would be something to remember, considering everything Applejack had told him about the city before. He looked down to the letter in his hoof one more time to make sure the address was right and his instructions of what to do.

With a deep breath, he walked down the side of the building along the alleyway, following the wall until he came to a side door with a little latch near the middle. He knocked on the cool metal with a clang of his hoof reverberating off it. The latch slid open and a pair of orange eyes stared dagger back at him, with a gruff voice speaking to him through the small gap. “What do you want? This is the employee's only entrance and the club isn’t open until ten tonight.”

His nerves started to shimmy and shake, his voice catching in his throat, with thoughts of backing away now seeping into his mind. He held up the letter to the slot and nervously stated back with a shaky tone. “I’m here as a guest on behalf of Halymo. I’m supposed to meet with Mistress Leech to see the place before opening.”

The sharp eyes scanned over the slip from the door, seeing the signature at the bottom being the main focus. The latch shut with a clank and the sound of the door clicking open to the world filled the alleyway. “Well now, come on in there.” A big gray griffon with white feather tips and a black set of feathers running down the center of his head to his neck. His beak had a small chip out of the front, with a bandage running over the sides, his right eye sporting a big purple bruise. “Any guest of the boss is more than welcome in, especially when it’s for a new worker. I’m the bouncer, you can call me Gray, others call me an asshole.” He gave the stallion a nudge in the chest with his talons. “Just head down the hallway, the second door on the right is Mistress Leech’s office.”

Mac stepped with care around the big griffon towering taller than him as his eyes kept locked onto the intimidating form of the muscles growing on him. The silent sounds of the hallway echoed around as his hooves clacked on the cold concrete floor. It was plain back here but who would be seeing this except the employees working at the establishment. Reaching the second door on the right, he knocked on the door and waited. No sounds came from inside in response to his knock. He knocked again, this time there were some sounds of life coming from inside as an angry mare opened the door.

“Gray I’ve told you before I’m not…” she stopped herself as she caught sight of the red stallion standing before her. The black unicorn with a white face blushed red with embarrassment at her reaction to the knocking. She sported a purple corset, along with some golden bands around her front legs, and smaller golden ring earrings. “I am so sorry. I thought you were the bird brain we have for a bouncer again. He likes to annoy me sometimes. What can I help you with?”

Still, in some shock from the spontaneous yelling, Mac had to clear his head with a shake before holding up his letter to the mare. Letting her take the paper from his hoof and read it over, he waited patiently for Mistress Leech to finish. When she did, he held out his hoof with a smile saying, “I’m Big Mac, or Orchard Blossom, I don’t know which one works considering the time right now.”

The mare took his hoof in return and gave it a shake. “Well it is nice to meet you, Big Mac, I’m Mistress Leech, the head mare of the club. I make sure all the mares and girls are in shape and ready for the night’s work along with making sure their needs are met within reason.” She stepped to the side of the door gesturing for the stallion to enter her office. “Please come in and have a seat,” she said with the sweetest of tones.

Mac took a few steps in, being greeted with warm lighting, a big wooden desk, cushioned chairs with purple fabric coverings, the walls were of a nice relaxing mood coloration of a vanity red, the smell of vanilla filled the air from the burning candles over on a counter, a large closet ran along the right side of the room, with kitchen stuffs running on the left and the floor was made of lament tiling. Overall it felt much more welcoming than the boring gray tones of the hallway. “So nice in here, I’m surprised how much fits,” he said as he walked to the chairs near the desk.

Leech closed the door behind him, following suit she made her way to the desk as well. Taking her chair on the opposite side of Mac, she gave him a sweet smile before rummaging through a drawer and pulling out a document, and setting it on the table. “So, since you’re here as a guest getting a trial day to see what things are like, we do have a waiver for you to sign to make sure you understand that this isn’t full-time work as of yet and that you’ll still be paid in full for the work you do for us today. It also states that you are not to take any information from this place and use it at another club or establishment as an undercover gatherer. Other than that, it’s the usual jargon of 'do you agree, are you sure, and we can sue if things are broken’.” She waved around her hoof when it came to the boring portion of the contract, rolling her eyes in the legal jargon.

Picking up the sheet of paper, Mac gave it a go-over just to be sure it was true and that he wasn’t signing his life away for nothing. Line for line it read exactly as explained with boring legal non-sense to bore just about anyone to death with eyeing it over let alone in-depth. Picking up the pen on the table, Mac signed his signature onto the line and dated before sliding the paper across. “So, what do I do next? I’ve never been to a place like this before, let alone to a big city. Always been a country boy.”

The pearly whites of Leech grew to a giant-sized gleeful grin, her eyes as big as saucers with excitement at the notion of a full-on untrained pony. “Well then, we’ve got a lot to show and do. At least we’ve got enough time to get it all done too!” With haste, she jumped from her chair and spun Mac’s around as she passed by it to the door. “Hurry now, follow me.” Her eagerness was like a child in a candy store with free reign overall, in her haste however she almost tripped over her own purple heels, catching herself with wobbly legs.

Mac looked on with a bit of confusion of the mare’s super happy attitude, feeling it a bit off. Getting off the chair, he trotted behind her as she led him out of the office and back into the dank hallway where Gray sat on his stool by the door waiting for the next knock. Going further into the building opened into a bit more spacious area with a main stage and pole in the center, with tables all around sized big enough for a dancer to stand on each of them as well. His eyes wandered around the room spotting a bar on the far side of the room with enough stools for fifteen sitters, along with a shelf filled to the brim with all sorts of spirits. The main room was a deep purple with pink lighting around the staging, with a blacked ceiling and with a small number of lights to give the room a shadowed covering for those wishing to stay anonymous.

“This is the main floor strip area and bar. This is where any patron is free to come in and watch as all put on shows. Each dancer is assigned their table with the main stage reserved for our biggest attractions. As a worker you get free access to the bar but not for alcoholic drinks for yourself. You can however have any food you want though on the house during your break and lunch. Can’t have hungry workers.” Leech waved at the barkeeper on the other side of the room as he worked away.

The room certainly felt big for all the clutter of tables and seats around, most likely due to the paint he thought. “Well, I do like a good home-cooked meal, and a nice apple cider.” He looked around a bit more, seeing a small copy of the sign outside just above the exit as well, and noticed the tinted windows that seemed like they were dark from the outside. “I see the windows are tinted or one-way. Assuming that’s just to keep lookers out?”

“Yup, we can’t have freebies going out. That’s what the website does for the previews. All our mares and girls have profiles set up with some images from a small photoshoot to show off some of the goods and entice patrons to come in and spend.” She grabbed Mac by the front hoof and pulled him up onto the main stage and behind the curtains. “So here is where you’d wait if you were on the main stage and next up then you’d rotate in and out every hour so new visitors during the night still get to see you but while you're not up next you’ll serve drinks to tables. No assigned tables, you just go to where you are called to.”

Backstage was just as bland as the original hallway with a set of stairs leading upwards near the back as well. The little waiting area had a side door leading back to the hallway, and a chair sitting off to the side for the next dancer to have a little rest before going on stage. Mac pointed towards the staircase and asked, “Guess there are more stages and bars upstairs to have more patrons in right?”

Leech shook her head, “Nope, upstairs is for our higher paying customers. I’ll show you the upper floors since they are the same room to room minus a few exceptions.” Leech trotted to the staircase, leading the stallion behind her up the metal plated stairs.

Reaching the platform, the stairs went up more to the third story of the building as well. Opening the door at the platform gave way to a rush of similar painted purple hallways as the main room, with wooden doors spaced evenly apart. Small tables sat outside of the room with empty bowls sitting on them, with little signs hanging on the door stating occupied or empty, and washrooms clearly marked.

“Over this way sweetheart,” Leech gave a small shout at the trailing Mac as he eyed through each room as they passed by. Stripper poles and chairs were set up in each room, perfect for private shows. “This here is the break room for the mares and girls working on this floor. It has everything one would need to freshen up, order food from the main floor, or private restrooms. Big enough to fit twenty in at a time, which there shouldn’t be that many at once, to begin with except at the start of the night when they gather to pass out rooms.”

The interior was a mellow green, with three tables set up with seats, a small fridge for drinks to keep chilled, a phone on the wall labeled kitchen for direct calls downstairs, another doorway leading into a dressing area that was barely visible from the break room door, and two restroom doors that were open wide and empty except the toilets, a sink, and plunger in each.

“Seems pleasant enough in here. A good break on the eyes from all the purple.” Mac looked around for a bit more before pulling his head out of the door. “So what’s on the third floor then?”

Leech’s grin picked up again, as she took the stallion by the neck and whispered in his ear. “I’m sure you’re super eager to see the upper floor, odds are low that you’d be up there anytime soon.” She let go of him and headed back towards the stairwell. “Now come on, I’ll show you.”

Mac’s mind raced with ideas of what could be up there, but nothing was coming to mind that would fit other than more rooms like the current floors, or possibly storage. He galloped after the mare who was already heading up the stairs.

Opening the top door before Mac could reach the top, Leech stepped into the wider hallway with clearly defined rooms. The floor was made of white marble, with gray paint along the walls, with gold trim. Fancy-looking lights hung along the walls, with dark oak doors closed off to the rooms with numbers on gold plates hung on them. The smell of lavender and mint swirled through the air, while air conditioning kept the temperature to a nice room level.

Mac’s eyes widened at the sight of the contrast between the first two floors compared to the top floor. His mouth agape as he stumbled into the hallway gazing at the paintings hanging from the wall of tasteful nude art. He nearly tripped over his hooves as he walked down the hallway behind Leech. “This is amazing compared to the rest. Must cost a whole kidney to get a spot up here.”

“Well, it is for our VIPs and the mares or girls of their choosing. This isn’t a fully occupied spot for every night. Any customer willing to pay the prices are given the room for the night along with their partner or partners, along with complimentary room service. So it’s not often you’d see up here, let alone be up here.” Leech walked over to one of the doors and opened it. “Go on, take a look inside and explore it a bit.”

The stallion walked over and entered the room. Marble flooring was in the room just like the hallway, a giant bed big enough to fit at least five others sat against the wall, a small table next to the bed held a phone, on the other side was a small dresser. A giant tv sat on the wall opposite of the bed, a doorway led into another room with a hot tub, shower, toilet, and sink with stone cut counters and wooden cupboards. A fridge set to the side of the room was filled with alcohol, ice, and chilled glasses.

Leech walked into the room and leaned against the stallion as he took in all the wonders of the room. “This is what our big guests get. If you are working for one, this would be the only time you’d get to drink on the job because you are spending the whole night with this one doing whatever they want. Big money comes with it as we cover what you’d make on average for tips on the bottom floors, along with your hourly rate, and give you a bigger tip too.” That sly smirk crossed her face again as her purple eyes stared into the stallion. “So, this is what you can expect if you were to come work for us in general. However, since you are a single-day worker, for now, you’ll most likely not be up here. Come now, I’ll show you to the dressing room so you can pick out some things for tonight.”

Mac followed the mare back down the stairs back towards the hallway area, taking a different direction than the first turn they made towards the main bar area. Further along, the back were two doors, one marked mares, and the other marked girls. Opening the girl's door, the area opened into a big dressing room. A mirror ran along the whole of the left wall, with benches and lockers along with the right hand, at the far back were racks of clothing, with a stand filled with makeup that would make a factory look small. Plush chairs sat in front of the mirror for the males to sit while they did their makeup and hair, a cabinet set close to the door that was filled to the brim with condoms of all sizes and styles.

The stallion looked on in awe as he sauntered towards the back of the room. All the clothing caught his attention along with the makeup. “I… jeez… how?” Flubbering his words to try and speak, his dream became reality.

“Simple, we make sure our girls are well taken care of and have access to all they need. Designer makeup, the best clothing one could ask for, and supplies on hand for any occasion, even if you get horny enough for each other.” Leech knocked on the cabinet filled with the condoms. “Though we do ask that you refrain from that until after work.” She walked into the room to the stallion and gave him a push towards the chairs. “Take a seat here Mac. So tonight, this is where you will come and get ready, but stop by my office and I’ll give you a mentor for the night to make sure you don’t get lost. Want to make sure your trial night is good. So still a few hours before we get ourselves ready, so if you want to go get something to eat at the bar, it’s on the house.”

Looking in the mirror and staring at his imaginary facade, Mac smiled with a mild manner to himself. His heart beating wildly at the notion that he’d be accepted here for whatever he did and whatever he dressed as. His cushioned butt turned the chair on its pole towards Leech, his eyes tearing up just a bit. “Thank you. I’ll… I’ll make sure… make sure to do that.” He sniffed to hold back his damned emotions from bursting forth.

Leech gave his eye a quick swipe of her hoof, clearing the tear that slipped by. “Sweetheart, don’t you dare break down on me before you’ve even started. Go on, get a belly full of good food and prepare yourself for tonight.” She nudged him out of the seat and towards the door. “Remember, come see me first before you step in here.” She waved him off as he headed towards the main room.

The short time flew by as Mac walked through the now bustling hallways filled with staff. Making his way through the swath of creatures going back and forth, stepping around big burly bouncers, dancing around the dancers, and landing right at the doorway to Mistress Leech’s office door. It was already open so he stepped inside quickly to both the mare and a blue griffon talking away.

“Look Gallus, you need to take one night with the new girl and show her the ropes. You get the training pay like usual, plus it’s only for tonight. Don’t know what Halymo’s full-on plans are or what he sees in the big red stallion.” She leaned forward on the desk, her face scowling at the young blue bird. “Now do your job before I have to take you somewhere you don’t want to be,” she said while pointing to a wooden paddle on the wall.

The griffon rolled his baby blue eyes in annoyance. “Fine, I’ll do it, but make sure that I’ve got time to spare between work to teach. I don’t need another complaint from my customers that have to wait longer and leave fewer tips for some new rookie.” He spun around and bumped right into Big Mac’s chest, his eyes meeting the green orbs.

Leech smiled at the stallion. “Ah Mac, we were just discussing you. Gallus here will be taking under his wing, figuratively, for tonight. Just do as he says or suggests unless it sounds dangerous or something that would cause problems. If you have any troubles please just swing by my office immediately.”

Gallus stepped back from the bigger stallion, his mind running through where he had seen him before. As Mac nodded his head to Leech, it snapped in his mind. “Wait a minute, I know you. You’re…” he was silenced with Mac putting his hoof over his beak.

“Don’t say a thing, deal?” Mac stared at him with a glowering gaze. Concentrating the little anger he had within to seem a bit more intimidating. Removing his hoof from Gallus’s beak, he stepped aside from the door, opening the lead for the griffon to take.

Looking back to Leech, he scoffed before heading to the exit. “Fine, no complaints, no other words.” He swished his tail in the air like a whip before turning the corner.

Mac followed the bird right to the dressing room. Most of the other girls had gotten ready and left, with only a few more finishing their touches. The lockers were filled with their personal belongings, hangers littered the floor from the clothing they had taken, makeup scattered along the countertop from where they had used and left. Gallus had already taken to the clothing racks and began to rummage through as Mac entered behind him following suit. He took a seat on the ground as he shuffled through the different clothing.

“So, you know who I am, just as much as I know you. Why wouldn’t you let me say it?” Gallus harrumphed as he slid hangers down the rack as browsed through for something for the night.

“I just don’t want people to know who I am, let alone spouting it off to my family and friends alright.” Mac’s tone held a bit of shame weighing on it as he picked up a loose-fitting green top that would reach halfway down his torso with its wavy like flow.

Gallus dropped his anger and frustration a bit as he remembered his earlier days starting. “I… understand. It’s not easy keeping things like this quiet from those you don’t want to know. I was that way when I first came here.” He pulled out a pink crop top with the words Naughty Bird in deep blue on the front of it. “Hey, take that net suit over there, that should fit you.” He pointed to a green net bodysuit hanging over next to Mac.

Picking up the outfit, he held it up to his body, it looked almost like the one he had at home, just that it was just a tad bit smaller around the legs. “Thanks,” he said as he set the piece down with the top he already picked out. “So why are you here doing this? I didn’t think one of the future elements would be doing this. I could have sworn each of you would have been doing something a bit more with life.”

“Funny you should say that. Sure we’re the younger elements, but with Twilight as the princess, there isn’t much need for us to do that kinda thing, plus with the lack of problems.” He pulled out a red lingerie set consisting of a frilly lace garter belt with a built on mini skirt with a trim of black, matching stockings with black lace trim and small bows on the sides, and a tiny thong that looked like a string in the back with enough fabric to barely hold a cock and balls in the front. “Besides, I’ve always liked dressing up in female clothing. Being in Ponyville gave me that chance away from the other griffons. Now I don’t mind them seeing because they pay just like any other customer.” Gallus started to slide on his clothing choices as Mac continued to flip through other things on the racks.

Mac nodded to himself as he listened to the griffon. “So, it’s not so bad once you get over that fear. Probably won’t help me with just this single night, but I’ll keep it in mind. Had a pony tell me that I could probably do this work with ease, but I still don’t believe them either.” He pulled out a green thong with a pink heart on the front and back triangular fabric pieces, a set of green and white striped socks also came attached on the hanger with it.

Gallus snapped his talons at the stallion with a smile. “Exactly, given time it all becomes easier to do. Plus all the attention you get can get you much more if you are willing to exploit that weakness of others.” He finished slipping on his stockings and clipped them to the garter belt, his thong sliding up his legs and up between his ass cheeks, leaving just a tiny little piece of string over his thick butthole. “Now, we better hurry before we start losing out to the mares and girls out there.”

“Quick question. Why does everyone say girls instead of stallions or males? I’ve heard a few others say it now, and it’s gotten me wondering why.” Mac started to get himself dressed in his outfit. The netting being the biggest issue with its slightly smaller size.

“Girls, or Guys In Real Life. Much easier and doesn’t give away your illusion to others who may not know. It’s a good way for customers to also have their time with males as well without giving away the to others around them that they partake of males during sex.” Gallus grabbed a few things from the makeup area and walked over to the mirror to get his makeup done.

The room was now just the two of them left as Mac finished getting dressed, the top flowing off his chest, with the socks pulled up on his legs, and the thong riding perfectly over his fat ponut. He went over to the stand and was still in awe at all the color choices to pick from for eyeshadow, lipstick, blush, hoof polish, and even hair clips, pins, ribbons, and scrunchies. Picking out green ribbons for his hair and tail, eyeshadow, and lipstick, he took a seat next to the griffon who was applying pink glitter makeup and luster dust to his feather tips at the end of his wings.

As they were both getting ready, a knock on the room door echoed before opening up to Mistress Leech. “Alright girls, good news and bad news. Bad news is, you won’t be working the floor anymore tonight, good news is, Gally, one of your regulars is in and has bought a VIP suite for the night with you and the new girl. He’s hoping you’ll both give him a good time. Now hurry up; he’s in room four, so best not to keep him waiting long.”

Gallus’s eyes bulged from the news, as he turned to Mac who also had a similar look on his face. “Well now, it seems we’ve got it a bit easier tonight with good pay.” Excitement filled the griffon more as he started to move more quickly in finishing up.

Mac felt his stomach sink, feeling like he was going to drown in his nerves. He slid the lipstick across his lips, giving them a glossy coating of apple green, his eyes painted with the green shadow, his mane tied up in his usual ponytail. He reached for his tail to tie it up as well in a small loop to show off his ass a bit more before being interrupted by Gallus who was digging through the cabinet.

“So Mac, how big are you?” Gallus asked as he dug through for something.

“I’m six feet and a few inches, why?” He responded in confusion as he finished tying his tail.

Gallus let out a chuckle as he turned to face the stallion across the room. “No, no, not how tall you are; how big is your dick. I need to grab the right sized cage for you, just like all the other girls have to wear.” He pulled out a bright pink chastity cage from the cabinet and held it up. The small little tunnel with a slit at the end, and strap going around the back portion of it, with a little lock hanging from off it.

Mac got off from the chair and trotted over to the griffon, taking hold of the cage in his hooves. He eyed it over, seeing how it was designed, trying to figure out how it works. “Umm… never really measured myself, but I’d say average, slightly above the average of any other stallion.” His eyes still looked over the cage in his hooves as he replied.

“Well then, let’s see what we’ve got.” He dug around the cabinet, pulling out cage after cage, as he looked for something in good color and size. After a bit more digging he pulled out a larger cage than what was in Mac’s hooves, in a glitter purple coloration. “This one should do for you. Have you ever worn one before?”

The stallion negatively shook his head. “Nope never heard of or seen it before.”

Gallus hummed for a few seconds as he undid the lock on the purple cage, opening the strap. “Hold still then while I get this on you then.” He moved to Mac’s side and slipped under his belly, moving the thong to the side to see Mac’s black balls and sheath. The cage slipped over the sheath with little problems, the strap wrapping around the ball sack to hold it in place before he set the lock with a click. “There, all set for you. If you get an erection it’ll sting just for a bit to make sure you stop trying to get one. Now grab the green and red heels from the closet there while I get my cage on, okay?”

Mac wiggled his legs, the cage tugging on his sack just a bit. He walked with a small gate to his trot, the odd sensation making it hard to walk without actually impairing him directly. He reached the closet and pulled out the two pairs of high heels from inside and brought them over to the griffon who was now snapping his lock on. “Is it really necessary for us to use them? It feels a bit weird.”

“One hundred percent. It keeps us in line, but also gives us the illusion of being a bit tamer. Customers of the higher floors have keys that can unlock them, and we’ve got a key here for the end of work as well. Though it is up to the customer to remove the cage if they so wish. Now, get ready, we’re heading upstairs for that customer. He’s waited long enough.” Gallus reached into the cabinet once again and pulled out a bunch of various condoms and stuffed them into his stocking before heading out the door and leading Mac upstairs.

The pair made it to the top floor, with Mac struggling on the stairs as he still adjusted to wearing his chastity cage mixed with high heels. It wasn’t as bad as he thought but still had a strange feeling to it. His eyes were planted on Gallus’s big blue butt with a red ribbon tied at the base of his tail, as he had not much else to look at as they climbed those torturous flights of stairs. Reaching outside of room four the two stood still for a few seconds before knocking on the door and opening it.

Inside the room sitting on the bed, watching tv, was a zebra. His mane was slicked back, with deep brown eyes, and a grin on his face as he watched the pair enter into the room. “Oh my, the pretty ones have arrived. My sweet Gally and the new girl I presume?” The brown orbs focused on Mac who tried to keep his distance behind Gallus.

“Hello Mr. Ra’thal,” Gallus said with a sweet tone in his voice, as he blushed at the sight of his favorite usual. “Yes, this is the new girl, her name is…” Gallus drew a blank, never having asked what Mac went by.

Mac took a few steps so he was slightly ahead of the griffon before taking a small bow. “I’m Orchard Blossom, Sir. It’s my first night so please temper your expectations just a bit, please.”

Getting off the bed, Ra’thal circled the pair as he eyed them up and down, like a predator to prey. His hoof took a touch of each outfit and got a feel for it, then rubbed it along the side of each of them. “Both of you look great in those outfits. Simply divine looking. Now normally I wouldn’t even pay for this service from the price, but I saved up enough and more to pay for a night with Gally, but when they said they had a nice girl working tonight I just had to splurge just a bit more. Seems well worth that price by the looks of you, sweet Orchard.” The zebra waggled his butt in front of the pair as he made his way back to the bed, setting his front half on top with his rear hiked up high and tail raised. His black wrinkled sack with big balls dropped down with his flaccid dick dangling between them from the view with his thick black taint also on display. “So, let’s get started with our night. It’s going to be a long one.”

Gallus pushed Mac to the side as he approached the zebra. “That’s more okay, considering we kept you waiting. What would you like us to do to start with Ra’thal?”

“I think it’s pretty obvious,” he said as he shook his ass towards the two girls. “One can start with my balls, and the other can eat out my ass. You can decide on who can do what.” He smiled at the pair as he swayed back and forth waiting for the two to approach him.

Mac looked at Gallus and nodded to him to take the lead. The griffon stepped up to the zebra, and took hold of his hips, stopping the swaying motion and giving him a greater view of the black ponut. Leaning forward he pressed his beak against the hole, giving the taint a passionate kiss before slipping his tongue out to lick away at the dark donut. The taste of sweat, salt, and flesh filled his mouth as he made out with Ra’thal’s asshole.

The red stallion followed suit behind the griffon, getting onto his back and sliding between the zebra and griffon’s legs. His face sat inches from the ball sack and girthy cock, the musky smell filling his nostrils with the sweet scent causing his mouth to salivate hard. Giving his lips a lick, he opened wide and sucked one of the big black orbs into his maw, sucking on it as if it were hard candy. The salty taste of the flesh gave Mac a few shivers as his tongue worked around the orb, his lips leaving a green stain against the black skin.

Ra’thal moaned out in joy, as his genitals were pleasured by the pair. “That’s it girls, get in there. Give me the time of my life.” He grasped onto the bedsheet as he tensed his asshole around Gallus’s tongue, trapping it inside the backdoor, while his dick began to erect against Mac’s face as he switched balls to give the other one attention.

Mac eyed the shaft as it grew in size, his mouth too busy suckling on the nut to hang open in awe. It was most certainly bigger than he was, and even more so in terms of girth. His world began to fade away into dreamland as fantasies flashed through his mind at all the things he could do if he stepped away from being a farmer.

The griffon gripped onto Ra’thal’s hips, as the anus still held tight to the wet tongue wiggling around inside. Musk wafted from the warming backside filling Gallus’s nostrils with the intoxicating aroma of lust. His talons softly massaged the big white and black striped cheeks as he tried to pull himself free from the deep derriere.

Letting the griffon free from his anal grasp, Ra’thal sweetly said, “This has certainly been a good warm-up. Got my motor going faster than a wonderbolt at the track. I’d say I’m ready to dive into something much more fun.” He pulled up his sack away from the red stallion’s mouth, letting the soaking balls hang loose with the green lipstick stains, and pink glitter on his taint. He climbed up the bed and reached into the dresser stand, pulling out a large translucent double-headed purple dildo with bumps and ribbing along the entire length ending with a ball at the end to emulate a simple knot. “I think you both know what to do with this, but while you girls have your fun, Orchard here is going to make sure I get mine as well.” He dropped the dildo at his rear hooves as he leaned back on the bed, legs spread and dick full-on display.

Big Mac gulped back his nerves, as he climbed up onto the big bed. He was stopped by the griffon once he was on top of the bed. A talon held a blue wrapper towards him, with a smile beaming from the griffon’s face. Mac took it in hoof and continued his climb towards the zebra waiting for the two of them to join his escapade. Mac opened the wrapper for a blue rubber condom to be waiting inside. Placing his hoof over the zebra’s dick he worked the condom done, stretching it over the big black cock, slowly unraveling it until it reached the base of his shaft leaving a giant blue covering over the beast.

“I don’t know of her skills or what she can deal with, so I figure she’s best at least having a flavor for the first time.” Gallus shrugged to the zebra, as he climbed up on the bed and made his way to the dresser to pull out a big bottle of anal lube. Popping the cap, he pulled Mac’s thong to the side and slowly drizzled cool liquid onto his juicy black ponut, rubbing his talons in and out to get the lubrication inside as well as out, in great amounts.

Ra’thal watched as the griffon lubed up the stallion before turning round and lubing up his puffy yellow butthole. The zebra licked his lips at the display before him before gasping as the stallion started to suck on his dick. The warm mouth wrapped around his rod and lashed at the meat with large muscle that felt over the veins and bumps of his dick. “Holy shit, you’re fucking good at this.”

Mac ignored the zebra as he focused on himself as much as possible. The strain against his cage from his erection trying to grow caused him slight pain and made him want to cum even harder even though he hadn’t had penetrative sex. His mouth worked hard at the shaft, the condom being flavored of sweet cotton candy provided an extra enjoyment to blowing the zebra. As he worked away he felt the rounded head of the dildo being inserted into his asshole. The bumps and ribs gave pleasure as it was inserted further in before stopping. The weight of the griffon behind him was felt through the bed as sounds of pleasure sounded in his ears from his rear.

With a bit of wiggling, Gallus managed to slip the dildo into his ass and slid down it. Pushing on it with a tight grip of his ass, it stroked the inner walls causing great bliss for the griffon as he bottomed out and clapped his butt cheeks with Mac’s. He moaned in delight as he pulled himself forward off the toy before slamming back on it again. The slick sounds of wet lube echoed in the room along with slurping from the stallion’s blowjob creating a wet symphony of gay pleasure. “Fuck, this is so good. I want so much more of this,” Gallus said as he slapped his ass with his talon.

The zebra laid back as his dick was pleasured with great skill from the new girl, even the condom didn’t diminish the work being done. He reached forward with a hoof and caressed Mac’s cheek before slipping it behind his head. Swiftly pushing on the stallion he jammed his dick deep into his throat, feeling panic slip in as he choked on the big cock. “Don’t worry sweetheart, just breathe through your nose.” He smiled at the stallion who was still trying to pull his head up off the length shoved down his only airway.

Following instructions, Mac started to breathe through his nostrils, the soothing cool air slipping past the dick deep down his throat and filling his lungs with the most wanted oxygen. Tears welled in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks, streaking his mascara down in globby black lines. Still, he could not lift his head from the zebra’s hoof on his head, meaning he was stuck deep throating his dick while spit dribbled from his mouth. On the other hand, he felt great pleasure from Gallus’s work with the double-headed dildo and the slapping of their asses and balls together. It was some comfort, but the strange combination gave Mac a great sense of something he craved more of but couldn’t yet put his hoof on it.

Gallus gripped onto the bedsheets as he sped up his anal excursion, slapping the two asses together harder and harder, which caused Mac to sleep deeper onto Ra’thal’s dick inch by inch. With that motion, Ra’thal began to moan more to the point of outright bursting at the seams with pure bliss. As the griffon slammed his ass just a few more times the dam burst on all three of them.

Ra’thal’s flare enlarged, jamming itself in Mac’s throat, as it launched a steady stream of cum into the condom, causing it to balloon within the tight tunnel. Each second added more to it, creating a heavy rubber blocker that dropped lower in the stallion’s throat causing him to choke just a bit more sending more pleasure through the zebra.

The griffon let out a screech as his wings extended out in an anal orgasm. His talons cut into the sheets as if they were just paper. His grip on them was like steel beams keeping him propped up with his ass jammed against the red stallions.

Finally, Mac was left in a state between conscious and unconscious. Things didn’t matter, yet he was able to tell what was going on. A strange area for him to feel as his mind blanked out but his body still moved autonomously. His head felt lighter as the zebra let go of the back of it, his ass sore and tender yet perfectly fine from the anal exploration with Gallus. As his eyes weighed down his lungs were opened wide as the cock in his throat was removed along with the sweet taste of cotton candy from the condom. Air rushed in filling them with sweet cool air, opening his eyes wide again as he coughed, spitting up saliva from the build-up in his mouth that tried to drain into his lungs.

The trio sat in a pile on the bed, taking their time to recover from the encounter they had thus far. Ra’thal leaned back as he tried to recover from the amazing deep throat action he just received. Gallus leaned forward with his head against the bed, the dildo slipped from his anus, leaving a gaping hole where it was inserted, with small drips of cum dripping from his chastity cage from his anal orgasm, and Mac was in the middle, his lungs desperate for all the air he could have, with his ass still gripping tight to the toy jammed up it, his dick painfully wanting release from the cage that encased it, and his mind still trying to put together what had happened.

Finally, after a bit of time as they lay there, Ra’thal stirred from his euphoric state, returning to the world in front of him. He picked himself up off the bed and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water. He chugged down the sweet refreshing drink, filling him with cooling nectar to the heated room. His legs still felt a bit shaky but were returning to normal as he trotted back towards the bed with the two girls still laying on it in their stupor of euphoria. “Well now, that was one hell of a start to the night I must say. Orchard did extremely well with that deep throating, and that show of both of you riding that dildo was certainly great. Gally, you seemed to enjoy it a bit too much, but I expected that to happen the way you carry yourself.” His smile reached from ear to ear as he leaned against the bed for some soft support.

“Well,” Gallus said, “it isn’t every day you get to have a threesome with a stud like you.” He gritted through his teeth. He crawled forward on the bed towards the zebra, his muscles gaining their strength back. “So, what are we gonna do next cutie?”

Ra’thal reached over and lifted Gallus’s head off the bed and looked him in the eye with a fierce gaze. “We’re gonna play one of my favorite games. Orchard is gonna get her ass pounded and you’ll be playing as a lubrication dispenser with your mouth. Since you came like a bad sissy, Orchard gets to have hers removed. Now grab the key from off the dresser along with the biggest plug.”

Mac’s ears perked up at the sound of having his cage removed. His body shivered with excitement to have a sweet release from his prison, even if it did mean getting his butt stuffed by a dick much bigger than his own. He crawled along the bed to the zebra with begging eyes as he lay waiting for Gallus to hurry up with the key.

The griffon grabbed both the key from on top of the dresser along with a hoof-sized butt plug with rings wrapping around the main portion before tapering off to a jeweled emerald at the end. He brought both items over to Ra’thal and turned around, presenting his ass to the zebra.

“Good girl, already knows what is gonna happen. Now hold still while I get this up to your cute butt, then lay down on your back with your head over the bed edge. Orchard, go ahead and drape your rear over the side, I’ll be with you shortly.” He picked up the plug and set it gently against Gallus’s gaping anus and slowly wiggled the egg-shaped plug against the hole. Pushing forward, the plug pushed the hole wider, with the rings popping in one by one, causing Gallus to moan even more as the device got deeper into his rump. After the fifth and final ring had been inserted, the plug dropped to the taper, leaving just an emerald gem on display from Gallus’s backside.

Mac eagerly awaited as he felt the zebra’s hoof roaming around his groin area until a click hit his ears. The sweet sound of freedom brought great joy as the cage was removed from over his sheath and thrown onto the bed. His dick immediately started to go erect with joy to its release. He wiggled his ass to the zebra as a sign of preparedness for the anal pounding he was about to receive.

Gallus got himself into position alongside the red stallion, with his head hanging over the edge of the bedside with his mouth ready to be used for oral pleasure. “Whenever you are ready, we are as well.”

Ra’thal slapped the red stallion’s booty before lifting himself over the griffon and sticking his dick into the beaked mouth. “Ya, that’s it, get my dick nice and ready for this good girl here.” He rubbed his hoof along Mac’s rump some more before giving it another spanking. His dick bobbed in and out as he thrust into Gallus’s throat, feeling the tongue wrap around his cock like a snake around its prey.

The green eyes of Mac watched the dominant display of the zebra as he penetrated the griffon’s throat as if it was just another hole for him to use. Watching the throat bulge out as the length went deep down and came back with large coatings of spit and pink glittery lipstick against the dark black flesh. As Ra’thal pulled out of Gallus’s mouth, he shifted over to Mac, spreading his red ass cheeks wide and pulling out the dildo still hanging out. It landed next to Mac’s face on the bed. The long dick now sat just against his thick black ponut with the warm wet spit dripping against his slightly agape hole.

“You ready for this, Babe? You’ll be wanting much more than what that toy could provide,” the zebra said before he thrust forward, impaling the red stallion onto his glorious zebrahood. Mac’s ass clenched down onto the thick dick, leaving very little room between his inner walls and the meat that dug deeper by the inch.

Gallus looked on at the pair as Ra’thal penetrated to the base of his cock into the red stallion’s ass. His heavy black balls swaying with green lipstick on them and tapping them against the other stallion’s. His body quivered wanting the same, but could only watch on. His ass had a big enough toy shoved inside to at least keep him tied over until his chance. The small caged dick tried to grow erect but was given the same pain Mac had experienced earlier as it tried to grow.

Biting the bed, Mac felt the zebra bottom out in him and slap his ass again. The feeling was much bigger than the toy had been. It was longer and certainly much girthier than the toy but lacked the bumps and ridges that came with it. Overall it was still great as it began to pull out and slam back into him. The zebra put his weight down onto Mac’s rear as he gave it a few rammings before pulling out with a pop. The empty feeling left Mac wanting more as he watched the zebra move back over to Gallus and stick his dick back into the griffon's beak.

Slamming his dick deep into the throat of the griffon, Ra’thal let out moans of pleasure as he went hard on the bird. “Fuck ya, take it like the little slut you are. Clean my dick of this sexy bitch’s asshole. Bet you want to have this up your fat ass just as much as well. If you’re good enough it might just happen.”

“Please Ra’thal, please show your fat cock back in my slutty ass,” Mac begged as he wagged his butt side to side. His dick twitched in anticipation of getting the big zebra meat back into his backdoor.

Ra’thal smacked the stallion against his bubble butt with a smile on his face. “Don’t worry, you’ll get it shortly again sweetheart. Just need to make sure this slut knows her place as well.” He rubbed his dick again at the back of the griffon’s throat before pulling out and swapping back to Mac’s waiting asshole. The tiny green thong rubbed along the side of the zebra’s junk giving him a little bit more pleasure as he rammed his length deep into Mac’s asshole. “This is what you want so badly. Zebras have some of the best cock around don’t you know. Once you’ve had this you’ll never want to go back to anything else.” He slapped the stallion’s ass again before bending over and going into strong but fast thrusts.

Mac screamed out in delight as the zebra put his whole weight into fucking him like a little street whore that gave away her body. His hooves pulled up the blanket of the bed while he bit his lip from time to time. His balls ached with the need to release, his cock swaying back and forth as he was anally penetrated. The zebra did not let up his thrusts and caused Mac to have an anal orgasm of his own. Spraying his cum all over the edge of the bed and his legs, Mac yelled in pure delight as his ass squeezed down onto the zebra’s dick. His thick ropey fluid stained onto the sheets hanging and pooled around the pair of hooves on the floor.

The zebra smiled as he felt his orgasm coming on for the second time with the milking he was getting from the orgasming stallion. He pulled himself out and gave a few strokes before he sprayed his load over Mac’s ass and Gallus’s face together. Staining the pair with his seed and marking his newly acquired whores. “Fuck ya, take it all. You are both mine you hear, all mine.” He stroked away as more cum sprayed forward landing onto the cheeks of both parties.

Gallus caught some of the salty fluid in his beak, while the rest painted his face and chest with the strength of the spray. He swallowed the sweet nectar he craved, as his dick struggled against the prison that encapsulated it.

Warm fluid landed on Mac’s rear and some onto his back, giving him the sensation of a shower as he lay there panting from his orgasm over the floor. His eyes grew heavy, with his mind in a daze of euphoria. The sweetness of this forbidden temptation drowning him in the bliss of ignorance to his surroundings. With a few blinks, the world went black.

A shake to Mac’s side stirred him from his slumber, as light flooded into his eyes. Standing at his side was Leech, a bright smile on her face and a tray with coffee and toast in hoof. “Well now, sleepyhead. It seems you had a great night by the customer’s compliments. Seems you and Gallus gave him the time of his life. Here, have this.” She placed the tray on the bed next to Mac.

Mac’s head pounded, as he looked around trying to figure out where he was. He looked down at himself, covered in black marker, cum, and pink lipstick. He reached down for a slice of toast as he said, “I don’t remember much of last night. Just that I liked it and I am a bit sore.”

Leech rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Well, considering we had to bring up two refills of the fridge for the customer, the three of you drank quite a bit. Seems like you fucked a lot too by the smell of the room.” She walked over to the bathroom and turned on the tap. “You might want to get cleaned up as well, but first get that food into you.”

“So, what did he say about us?” Mac yelled towards the bathroom before taking another bite into his breakfast.

“Well, he praised how well you did for a first-timer, along with how much Gallus went along with it all. Then said he couldn’t wake you up when he was leaving so wanted me to check in on you. He also said he’ll be back and hopes you’ll be available for him again.” Leech turned off the tap to the sink and brought out a soaking wet washcloth and began to wipe down Mac’s face.

Mac felt embarrassed being cleaned like a child as he ate. “Well I’m still not fully sure if this is for me, but it was great to experience work like this. Made me feel a bit like myself instead of hiding away behind a door in my own home.”

Leech took his face by the hoof and looked him in the eyes, staring into his soul with her gaze. “It seems you like these things a bit more than you let on, but you’re still stuck in a mindset that was put in place long ago. Maybe just a bit more and you’d be yourself. Besides, you’ve still got your visit to the film portion of your trip, based on the letter you showed me. Just remember while you're on that set, beware that wily old griffon Gaffer. He’ll make or break a pony without them knowing.”

The stallion sat there as he sipped on the warm coffee, still laying in the cum soaked sheets of the bed. “I’ll be on the lookout. Though I think I should get cleaned up as you suggested. What time is it anyway?”

“Almost past noon now. You’ve been here alone for the past few hours sleeping. Gallus left with his pay. Swing by the office when you’ve cleaned up and are ready to go. If you want more breakfast just go down to the bar and get something, still on the house for the work you did last night.” Leech hugged the stallion before heading to the door. “Oh, and Orchard, think about all of this greatly. I think you’ll do fine in this line of work.” She gave the stallion a wink before closing the door behind her.

Mac stayed still in the bed, sitting with his thoughts. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times before being picked up with a familiar voice. “Hey, you’ve reached Soarin of the Wonderbolts, how may I help you.”

“Hey Soarin, it’s Mac, can we talk for a bit?” The stallion said.

“Sure, what do you want to talk about Mac, I’m all ears for now,” Soarin replied to the stallion.