Author's Note

Kinks Included: Uuh, just rough sex. Oh and a messy orgasm. A quick primer so I don't tease everyone reading :P

I intend to make the next chapter a lot more sexually charged. Just wanted to get this bit out since it reached my bare minimum... expect the next chapter to take at least 2-3 days and be over 3-4k words. Hopefully a whole lot more so I can experiment a bit!

Also: Suggest kinks to play out in the next chapter in the comments! And if you suggested one I used, I'll uuh... use it. Lol.

ALSO: Suggest future characters to include! Please, don't list, just one at a time because I already ahve plans for like a 1-2 month timeskip when Dash takes the druid (Who does have a name! He just hasn't given it out yet... being mute and all) back to Ponyville, before the next M6 Member is used! So, non-mane six. And please note: All characters are going to be aged up if used!

Chapter 2: Plowed Into The Dirt

Her hands all but sunk into his sack… showing he wasn’t simply larger, but packed more hidden away. As she groped them she’d find plenty hidden… and it was clear they were under attended. As he’d shiver with every touch. Even stroking the back of her head as his cock hardened. Still it’d take her pulling his sheathe just a bit more open for it all to spill out. And as it did her lips would pop off the flare and be forced to travel down it. The sheer size was too large for her to take with him standing.

Every second down there made her more and more eager. "H-holy fuck..." she gasped as his cock as suddenly free, but she couldn't help but lick her lips before nuzzling it, her arousal continued to grow but... She didn't think she wanted to be filled just yet. A hint of fear entered her. Would she really take this all… what could happen to her?

As his cock spilled out his scent grew stronger, and the area around them represented his growing arousal quite well… flowers blooming and the restless whines of the timber wolves outside grew louder. He lightly rubbed himself along her snout, taking a more primal approach and marking her. He let out a soft sigh and rubbed his hand along the top of his shaft and for a moment a noticeable bulge grew in it before pre leaked out the flare, drooling in a syrupy mess behind her.

He saw her wings go limp as the scent hit her like a brick, she pulled her head back only for a large amount of pre to fall onto her face, causing her to blush more and stiffen up, not knowing how to handle this sensation of overwhelming musk. She’d dealt with changelings… and stallions, but this mute stallion was something far beyond any of that. It was heady and incredibly strong. Those two years working within a changeling brothel did nothing to help her prepare for this moment.

Then almost like a dormant instinct, a little voice sounded in her head. Almost a warning that if she continues she’d never be able to exist without him.

The scent, and then when it leaked into her mouth the taste only making that voice louder! But the louder it got the less of a warning it sounded like… almost as if this was a normal thing she’d never thought about before… being claimed so thoroughly you’d never accept the touch of another. Even the thought of a changeling looking like him felt… disturbingly wrong. Like she’d know if it was really this stallion she kneeled before in worship.

“Oh fuck…” She whimpered quietly and closed her eyes. A different fear entering her, his scent… the size, and what he was packing away. She could get pregnant! That was the last thing she wanted… at least right now. “P-Please… I-I don’t want to get pregnant…” She whimpered aloud.

Without any warning he’d reach down and pick her up. Manhandling her up so she’d be forced to cling to him for support. However, as he’d do so, he’d lean in and bite into her neck… *hard*. This served two purposes… The first was almost a feral way of saying, ‘You’re mine!’ And the second was far less nefarious.

She’d feel a slow chill cross over her body. And it’d become clear he’d put some sort of toxin into her. When he releases her neck, he’d huff, squeezing her ass with one hand. Then, he’d gaze down into her eyes. His free hand pressed to her belly, and very simply signed an X over her pelvis. He wasn’t interested in making her a broodmare… rather he wanted her all to himself in the most carnal way.

His tongue would slide out over the bite mark and he’d latch on in a kiss now. Suckling out a bit of her blood as well as giving her a nice visible hickey.

The quickness of it all made her squeak… then scream. She hadn’t expected the bit, but it set something off deep inside of her. Her legs latched tightly around his chest. And her fingers dug into his back, nails drawing blood as she quivered. Her wings locked out in an aroused state. She ground against his belly, her juices spreading onto his chest, soaking him all the more and staining him with her scent.

When it all registered what she’d done her bit of fear slipped away. Her eyes closed and she weakly moved her head up to bite his ear. “Why… w-would you do that for me?” She whispered after a light tug. He’d only kiss her neck in return, giving her a little nibble before he’d slowly sit down with her. Releasing her back down onto the ground. She let out a little gasp just as her face came to rest beside his shaft.

She rubbed her cheek up and down it, now putting a few kisses along it. Even adding her tongue to the mix, getting little gasps and sighs out of HER stallion. Yeah… that sounded perfect. He was hers. Her eyes slowly closed, “Mm… I’ll get you mares you can knock up… and maybe you’ll be able to put one in me soon.” She squeezed his sack, almost feeding into her own fantasy of being in control.

Though when his hand touched the back of her head, she melted. Letting him, and quite eagerly following his guiding, up to his flare. Her lips encircling it as best she could. Her tongue slathering the cum-slit in love and adoration, all but making out with it quite loudly. She slurped down his pre, letting the flavor wash over her taste-buds. And every time she got a good gulp down she shivered. Her hands still trying to work the rest of his shaft, feeling it throb and bulge with the pleasure she was lavishing him in.

The only thing she regretted in the moment was not being able to take it easily. Though, the cocky mare told herself she’d learn to. Just to make him happier with his choice to mate with her.

She then felt the first little bit slip in, her tongue swirling around the flare to help ease it in. All the while one hand stroked from the base to the middle, and her other stroked from the middle to the top. She’d gaze up at him to see he was reclining back and breathing softly. Clearly enjoying every second of her near worship. Then she popped off his shaft, slathering it from the medial ring to the flare in saliva and smooches. “Oh sweet Celestia…” She hummed softly, moving down to smooch his balls. She slurped them just as noisily, and that got a good soft moan from him. Part of her wondered if she should continue sucking him off… or just let him pin her down.

Though, her decision was made for her. He pushed her back. And towered over her, his strong rough hands parting her thighs as he slapped his cock against her belly. Now with her legs spread around his hips, one hand moved down to grind between her lips. Now, it was her turn to moan.

Her eyes closed and she reached up to grab his head, “Yeeeesss~” She moaned softly, the cyan pegasus grinding up against him. His finger sliding into her effortlessly, thanks to what his musk had been doing to her. She tried to kiss him, but from her angle she only got his chest. Smooching and suckling on his body as much as she physically could. He’d withdraw his finger from her, and she’d feel his body shift around. But, the mare refused to pull away from him. She even whined when he stopped pleasuring her…

Though that turned to a squeak, his flare pressed to her slit. And with a deep and guttural growl, he’d pin her hips down. “Waitwaitwia~-!” She screamed out to the heavens as his cock slammed into her. There was NOTHING that could stop him. It was feral, aggressive, and fulfilling in the most primal of ways. Everything from the entrance to the very back of her womb was filled. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she let out an animalistic howl.

If there had been any ponies nearby, they’d have heard the howl like it was some unholy beast about to strike down upon them… but in this small clearing between the two ponies, it was the greatest height of pleasure either had felt. And now she was moaning unabashedly as he began to mercilessly buck his hips into her.

Wet and meaty slaps sounded out and she dug her nails deep into his back, treating him to a more animalistic side. While her mate completely enveloped her with his body. That thick stallionhood driving deep and making her stomach bulge out with every plunge. All the mare could let out were little sputters of her own pleasure. Her small chest grinding up against his body, while his hands dug into the earth beside her head.

Every push in was earth shaking for her, it put those two years working in a brothel to utter shame. Every one brought a pleasured gasp from her lips, and he seemed to be an unyielding machine. She scratched up his back and around his neck every single moment she could. His balls impacted her ass as she was hauled up just enough so he could plow his way into her soaked hole.

“Fuck-fuck-fuckyessss-fuck-fuck…” She finally found her ability to speak again and tried to kiss along his neck when she could. Planting sloppy kisses on his beefy neck and right against the base of his meaty shaft. Her wings fluttered uselessly against the ground, and her legs forcefully split apart because she simply couldn’t contain him. Then, she was surprised, happily so, by a deep and sloppy kiss from her lover. His tongue forcing its way into her mouth, and mashing against her own. The act finally teetering her off the edge. Her juices splattering out all over his sheath and balls, her entire body spasming as she tried desperately to tighten around him.

Though, that was all in vain… as his flare made sure she couldn’t get any tighter again. She had been molded to him, and now when he flared out wide in her, her orgasm doubled up. She tried desperately to wrap her legs around him again to press herself as close as possible. But, she simply couldn’t fight back the euphoric nirvana that was ravaging her mind.

His shaft throbbed angrily, and his balls tightened. If she thought her orgasm was something unique to behold… then the sudden heated rush into her body, and out all over her legs, ass, and tail… his flare doing nothing to hold it in, it was like she’d died and gone to heaven. Thick goopy strands filling her unlike anything before.

It drove her insane and she wanted nothing more then to experience this endlessly! It was then, that little warning voice in her head vanished… and she felt released. Her body quivering, her tongue pressing to the stallion who claimed her, her womb drowning helplessly in an endless tide of cum, and through it all, she still felt wanted and needed now. It was as if in that magical orgasmic moment a part of her life had become fulfilled.

And then… without even realizing it, she’d released an ancient magic back into Equestria. Her cutie mark changing. Flowers blooming at the bottom of the cloud on her mark, and a thorny vine forming along the bottom of the rainbow. Marking her as belonging solely to the stallion she didn’t even yet know the name of!

She was left panting as the last vestiges of her orgasm washed over her. And he kept pumping… when that died down minutes later she buried her snout in his neck and clung tightly to him. Quivering as he rubbed himself up against her. “Pl-please… MORE!” Her voice quivered in his ear, and he let out a quiet nicker. Withdrawing his hips slowly at first before ramming back into her!

The poor mare had just experienced his method of foreplay… she’d need to teach him quite a bit~ And he’d be teaching her so much more…