A Cheery Household Herd

by Jmaster49

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Anthro, Original Character, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Coloratura, Fetish, Romance, Moondancer, Sex, Limestone Pie, Cheerilee
Length: 44113

A tired detective unwinds by having sex with his wife and her mare friends.

With the real Grogar defeated, Equestria is now safe for the most part. However, there's still one glaring issue. Mares outnumber stallions by 3 to 1, and finding good ones is difficult for some mares. Realizing this, Cheerilee and her husband Pale Vestige have decided to provide physical and emotional support for mares that can't find a lover. Starting with the ones that he's dealt with in the past while on the job during cases.

Will contain: Sex (FFM), romance, anthro through magic potions, femdom, and emotional breakdowns.

Published 2022-07-03 21:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-09-28 21:44:43 UTC

Class Is In Session

“Mr. Vestige, this is the fifth time you’ve failed this test. Is there something distracting you from completing it properly?”

The gray stallion known as Pale was wearing a blue letterman jacket, befitting that of a college student. He looked up from his detention desk at his teacher. A fuschia-colored mare with a professional pair of glasses, a white dress shirt on her upper half, and stockings on her lower half.

“...I’m sorry, Ms. Cheerilee, I…I’m trying to do better.”

“Is that so?” Cheerilee got up from her desk and trotted towards him, swaying her hips in the process. “Then tell me, Pale. Why have your grades been slowly slipping ever since you transferred to my class, hm?”

“I-I…er…”

Cheerilee rolled her eyes and adjusted her glasses as she turned around, flicking her tail at his nose. “Of course. Colts like you are always so disorganized.”

“W-well…” Pale found himself staring at his ‘teacher’s’ backside as she walked away from him, unable to take his eyes off of her shapely rear. “It’s just…you…”

“Not another word,” Cheerilee called out to him as she grabbed a wooden ruler from her desk. “It’s evident that I need to be the one to discipline you.”

Beads of sweat started to travel down Pale’s face as he awkwardly shuffled in his desk. “Um…what do you mea--”

“Get up,” Cheerilee commanded him while holding the ruler in her left hoof and idly tapping it against her right. “Now.”

“...” Unable to refuse a direct order from his teacher, Pale got up from his desk, standing shakily on all four hooves as he stood with his hind legs crossed.

She trotted behind him…and smacked him twice on his flank with the ruler, causing Pale to gasp and squeal with moans of excitement.

WHACK!

"Ach!"

WHACK!

"Eegh!"

Pale bit his lip and started panting like a dog, drunk on a pleasure high from being spanked.

“Disgraceful. Stand upright and against the wall,” Cheerilee’s voiced thundered.

“Y-yes ma’am…” Defeated, Pale trotted over to the nearest wall and stood upright…revealing his swollen balls and shaft that had already risen to half mast.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Cheerilee shook her head as she followed him over. “Look at you. You’re a nervous wreck in front of me. To think that you’re actually fawning over your teacher this way. Such a scandalous boy you are, Pale…” she giggled, doing her best not to break character in the scenario they were playing up.

Pale’s heart began to race as he forced a smile. It was just as difficult for him to remain in character as well, given that he was married to this mare. “I-I’m sorry, Ms. Cheerilee. You’re just so…pretty that I can’t focus on my work.”

“Hmph, naturally,” she flipped her mane, and continued, “Finally someone appreciates my good looks for what they are. You’re lucky you’re a looker yourself, dear. So I’ll make you a deal.”

“A…d-deal…eep-!” Pale let out a small, squeaky gasp.

Cheerilee had placed the ruler underneath his ballsac, teasing him with the texture of sharpened wood. “Maybe I…bump that D of yours up a bit, and pass you in exchange for some…extra lessons.”

“Y-you mean…?” Pale’s member had swollen until it reached a fully erect state. “...You want to do that…?”

“Of course…” Cheerilee removed the ruler and turned around. “Unless you want to fail again, and become a laughingstock of the school…”

Pale rapidly shook his head and desperately pleaded for this moment to continue. “N-no, ma’am! Please! I’ll do whatever you want!”

With a sinister grin on her face, the lustful teacher turned to her faithful student and gave him an order. “Alright, then. Sit down on the floor, young man.”

Once again, Pale followed her orders, sitting down with his back against the wall. “Now w--mmph!”

Before he could say anything else, his nose was buried in the clit and folds of Cheerilee’s dripping walls. Slowly but surely, she started to churn and grind herself against his mouth as she stood above him. “Ah…g-go on…you want that grade raised, don’t you, Pale? Get to work…”

With his hooves wrapped around, and grabbing her by her flanks, Pale started to feast upon her, flicking his tongue every which way before dipping in and causing Cheerilee to moan in response.

“Ah-ahhh~! Right there, dear…oh who’s my best student~?” she cooed to him while rubbing his frizzled black mane with her hoof.

“Mm-mmm!” he responded with a cheerful, ‘I am!’ that was muffled from how far deep he was stuffed in his teacher’s nethers.

Soon enough though, she forced herself off of him, leaving a trail of spit and mare fluids between the two. “Ah…mmm…perfect…but now I need you to prove it to me for real, Pale.” She bent over and leaned down to the floor, pushing her tail aside to work her equine hormones to entice him. “Now come on…give your teacher a D!” she growled huskily.

“...Pfffhehehe!” Pale had to stop and laugh for a moment. The way she said it was enough to make him break character.

“What’s so funny?!” Cheerilee huffed as she looked at him from between her legs.

Pale soon came down and off of the laughter as he trotted up behind her. “...That pun was horrible and you know it, Cheery.”

“H-hey…address me as your teacher!” she sputtered in a flustered tone, “That’s Miss Cheerilee to you, sonny!” In spite of this, she could be heard giggling, unable to keep a straight face either.

Whap!

“Ah!” Cheerilee gasped when she felt Pale’s hoof smack her on the flank--returning the favor for the strikes from the ruler. “...H-How d-dare you…?!” She remained facing forward while biting her lip and drooling--unable to contain her mutual love for being spanked just like her husband.

“I think I should punish you instead,” Pale retorted as he carefully inserted his erect shaft into her aching pussy. “Mmmph…s-so this is what it’s like with a mare, huh?”

“Ah…~!” Her glasses nearly fell off her face, but she quickly pushed them up with a hoof and turned her head to look at him with a teasing smile and her tongue protruding from her lips. “...You’re a virgin? Oh Pale you sweet boy--I’m surprised at you! You’re…aahhg…so…b-big…” “...Every time we do this it’s like he grows an inch or two…it’s amazing…”

“Y-yeah…it’s my first time, ma’am,” Pale continued to assume his role of the lustful college student as he placed both hooves on her flank and started shifting his hips back and forth--ramming every inch of his teacher's pussy with his powerful, girthy shaft. “Ahh….ahhh…”

Cheerilee moaned alongside him, throwing her hips back as she wrapped her tail around him. “...Ffff…fuck…c’mon, Pale…give it to me raw like the hung horse you are~!”

“A-as you wish, teach~!” Pale obliged and started to speed up, pouring some of his earth pony strength into his actions and causing Cheerilee’s body to ripple from the force of each thrust--now striking her womb with every thrust of his cock. “S-so…tight…!!”

“Yes! YES!” Cheerilee roared passionately, “You’ll be getting an A from me, I swear--!”

WHAP!

With another strike from his hoof, Pale smacked her right flank just as powerfully as he did the left moments ago, causing the mare to gasp as he continued to ram her insides with his shaft.

“Eeeegh~! A-a-an…A-Plus! A-Plus-Plus! I’ll give you a perfect score!” she squealed, “Just give it to me~!”

Pale forced her to bend over in the ‘downward dog’ position so that he could nibble upon her ear as he thrust his hips faster and faster--drilling her repeatedly with his cock and gaining more momentum so that they’d have a powerful orgasm together.

“M-miss Cheeeeerrrrryyy~!!”

“AUGH~!”

With her neck tilted upwards and to the ceiling, Cheerilee panted breathlessly as she came from Pale’s shaft at the same time he did--her tight earth pony pussy gripped him like a vice and squeezed out everything the stallion had as his member twitched and practically dumped a hot load of seed into her.

“Ahh…ahhh…” Cheerilee’s knees were shaking as she watched their fluids mix together and fall to the floor between her legs. “...You’re so damn good, Pale…”

“N-not as good as you, sweetie…” he replied as he kissed her on the cheek. Then flipped her around so that he could cuddle with her on the floor with his member still inside of her, where he'd proceed kiss her again--directly on the lips before continuing. “...Work stresses you out so much that you need to simulate it here with me to feel better, hm?”

She leaned passionately into the kiss, and replied once Pale spoke. “Mmm...I told you, I’m not retiring until I’m skin and bones, hun,” Cheerilee replied as she kissed him on his forehead. “The Mayor and I promised each other we’d stick together through our careers.”

“That makes sense--glad to see you two are still close,” he replied with a smile as he nuzzled against her neck. “Can never have enough branches in your support system.”

“Mm-hmm…however,” Cheerilee looked off to the side, “There’s…someone that I think wants to join us. You know her, and I think she could use a good support system too.”

“Oh? Who might that be, Cheery?”

Pie Time

Limestone Pie. A rough, aggressive mare who was stuck as the sole family member of the Pie family watching over their family’s rock farm. I had spent some time with her over the course of my adventure, and I knew that she had taken a liking to me, but was this a good idea?

“Are you sure about this, Cheery?” Pale asked, waiting outside on his front lawn with Cheerilee.

“Only if you’re up for it, dear,” Cheerilee explained, “...I knew Limestone was having some trouble, so I wanted you to help her blow off some stream…if you catch my drift.”

“Well, if she’s okay with it, I am,” Pale replied with a nod, “Just to be clear though, you’re not interested in--”

“Doing it with another stallion?” Cheerilee scoffed at the idea and rolled her eyes, “Not gonna happen. I’m already content with mine,” she replied while sticking her tongue out, and nuzzling the side of her head against his--causing Pale to blush and slowly reciprocate.

“Well…you make a good point,” he replied, “I’ve noticed that the ratio of mares to stallions seems to have worsened in recent years. Given our history, and how ponies and true horses seem to have polygamous mating rituals…that could very well be why.”

Cheerilee giggled in response as she took a step back. “Ah, you’re such a card--always analyzing things to the best of your ability. You are correct though, Pale. You can imagine how difficult it was to explain this to my class when they became young mares and stallions during…’Sexual Education’ day…” she grit her teeth and looked off to the side.

“...Ouch--yeah I can imagine how rough that was,” Pale added with a shrill whistle, “I really don’t envy your work at all. You know that?”

“And I don’t envy yours, Mr. World-Saving Detective--oh!” she gasped as soon as she looked up the road. “She’s here.”

Pale followed her gaze…

And sure enough, Limestone was trotting down the road, looking as unhappy as usual.

“There she is, dear,” Cheerilee said with a smile as she waved, “Do your best to make her feel good, hm?”

“So long as that’s what she wants, then--”

“Ahem--” Limestone cut him off as she approached him--a nervous blush on her face as she puffed out her cheeks. “I’m just gonna be straight with you: I like you, but not in the romantic way but I’m…desperate.”

“Excuse me?” Pale asked, tilting his head, “I don’t follow.”

“Ugh--don’t play dumb,” Limestone huffed, “All of my sisters have found husbands of their own, but all the good stallions seem to be gone now. My options are stupid limited and I just wanna…gah! I need you!”

Cheerilee spoke up to elaborate. “...What Limestone is trying to say is that she’s worked up a lot of…frustration over the years and since you’re the only stallion she’s gotten to know…”

Pale interrupted her upon hearing that info and looked at Limestone, “Wait a sec, is that true?”

Limestone simply rolled her eyes.

“...Talk to me, Lime,” Pale went on, “How bad has it been for you on that farm?”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is for a straight mare to find someone?” Limestone ranted, “It’s not like stallions are rare, but the good ones are.”

“...Cadence Almighty--the distribution is really bad, huh?” Pale lamented, “So you’re looking for a quick fling then, huh?”

Limestone looked away once more. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not into all the mushy, romantic junk. I just…want someone to listen to me and help me feel like I’m loved for once…instead of running away from me.”

“Hold on, run away?” Pale beckoned her to come inside his house. “Hang on, I think this is better discussed indoors. Cheery, would you give us a moment, please?”

“Of course,” Cheerilee nodded and looked at Limestone, “Let me know if you need anything, dear.”

“Thanks…” the Pie sister muttered.

So I took her inside, and we sat on the couch to discuss her problems. Cheerilee remained nearby just in case as promised. But I had to know just what Limestone’s issues were before I did anything.

“So…Ms. Pie--what is--”

“Oh cut the formal crap,” she quipped from her seat on the couch, “I’ll just cut to the chase--every guy I’ve tried to talk to has felt intimidated by me. I guess it’s my personality--but I can’t help that I am this way.”

“...I see,” Pale nodded and considered just how much that might have affected her mentally. “And combine that with seeing your sisters all find mates of their own you feel--”

“Lonely. Yes. I admit it,” Lime groaned as she folded her hooves. “But you’re the only one that’s spent any reasonable amount of time with me. For whatever reason, you actually seemed to enjoy talking to me.”

I thought back to when we last spent time together--it was when she helped me out on that mission in Appleloosa, and before that she was kind enough to invite me into her home when I found myself stranded there.

“Well, you’re easy to hold a conversation with,” Pale replied, “Once you get past the rough exterior, you’re kind of…charming, in your own way.”

“Thanks…that means a lot,” she replied under her breath, “But anyway…enough talk. Can you do me a favor and help me feel something? As a friend, I mean.”

“A ‘friendly’ mating session, huh?” Pale joked.

“Y-yeah! What’s wrong with that?” Lime reacted with a stutter. “C’mon, man I’m…I’m desperate here and I don’t have anyone else I can turn to…” she hung her head shamefully. “I wouldn’t have come out here and asked if I didn’t think you could help, Pale…”

From the kitchen, Pale could see Cheerilee nodding in approval.

To which the officer stallion walked up to her and put a hoof under her chin, tilting her head upwards. “Well I’m not exactly an expert on these types of things, but if you’re looking for some comfort…I think my wife wouldn’t mind.”

For a moment, Limestone’s green eyes appeared to be sympathetic and grateful, “Good…” Then her snappy demeanor returned as she smirked and looked him dead in the eyes. “Because Treehugger told me you fuck.”

“She WHAT--”

Rock Her World

Limestone practically dragged Pale upstairs to his bedroom, and threw him on the bed. “You have no idea how much I’ve been looking for this. So thanks in advance. And don't worry, I'm infertile at this point, so we can rawdog it.”

“Oof!” he grunted upon making contact with the bed, “H-hey…not so rough…”

Cheerilee sauntered into the room and took a seat on a nearby chair. “She can be as rough as she wants, hun--I know you like it that way, don’t you~?” she teased.

“Of course I do but--I’m not sure how she likes--agh!” he gasped.

Limestone had already started nuzzling his nethers to excite his member. Her snout was buried in the musk of the stallion's testes with her nostrils absorbed in one ball each, much to the enjoyment of Cheerilee who was already rubbing herself off at the sight.

“What’s the safe word, gonna be, Pale?” Limestone asked, “Lemme know if I get too rough for ya.”

“...’Eldritch’,” Pale decided, “It’s a word that I don’t use very often, so that’ll serve us well--mmph!”

Before he could say anything else, Limestone had leaned upward and kissed Pale on the lips, prompting a lustful grin from Cheerilee who was visibly shaking from excitement.

“Oh how delicious…” the teacher mare breathed hotly.

Soon enough, the two were locked in a brief makeout session--swapping tongues and all. Limestone eventually pulled back, breaking the kiss which left a small trail of saliva between herself and Pale with a visible blush on her face.

“...Dear Celestia…” Lime took a moment to catch her breath with audible huffs.

“...Well now…” Pale hesitated for a moment before speaking to her. “Is everything okay, Limestone?”

“Y-yeah…” she replied modestly, tapping her hooves together, “It’s just…I’ve never actually…kissed a guy before. It feels…great. Like it’s something I’ve been missing…”

Pale noted Cheerilee’s excited smile from the corner of his eye, and accepted Limestone’s embrace. “...yeah, I learned a long time ago that trying to stick to yourself will only net me a depressive lifestyle. It wasn’t until that lovely old mare over there convinced me that I started to change my opinion on that…”

And in return, Cheerilee winked at him and continued watching with bated breath…

“Yeah I guess…I dunno I guess I’ve been isolating myself out of fear…” Limestone admitted while nuzzling her head under Pale’s chin. “I don’t know what exactly I was afraid of…until I spoke to Ms. Inkwell.”

“Wait--Raven Inkwell? Our local therapist, correct?”

Limestone nodded, “Yeah you know her. Cozy works with her. I…talked to her and she told me that I have…intimacy anxiety.”

Cheerilee spoke up from where she was seated. “...I’ve studied that a tad. You’re simply afraid of someone not seeing you as capable, so you put up an emotional barrier which has inadvertently kept others away from you….is that right?”

Limestone looked down at the floor and silently nodded once more. “...yeah, I guess. I just--I have a lot of passion for my work and keeping Holder’s Boulder safe. But I guess I’ve obsessed over it so much that I’ve…made myself out to be a bitch in the process.”

Pale shook his head and put a hoof on her back. “Hey now, don’t speak of yourself like that. You’re a much better pony than you realize. The fact that you were willing to have this chat with us shows us how much you’ve matured.”

There was the faintest, strained smile on Limestone’s face. “...thanks, Pale. But I still…”

Cheerilee finished her thought for her, “--want to feel that sense of intimacy with a stallion?”

“I-I was getting to that,” Limestone stammered while leaning against Pale. “...Please?”

Pale brought her in closely for a hug. “Hey…it’s for you, and it’s what the wife wants--I’m happy to oblige.”

Cheerilee nodded in approval. “Plus…it’s super fun to watch you screw another mare, dear. I have no idea why, but I love it. It’s one thing to be on the receiving end, but to watch you go buck wild on someone else…” she swooned with a sigh. “Ah, it’s majestic…~”

“Wait, for real?” Limestone asked with her ears twitching in response, “He goes pretty hard, huh?”

“Well…not--not super hard,” Pale downplayed himself humbly. “I just do my best to figure out what my partner needs.”

“Wow…well you’re essentially creating a modernized version of a herd, so it’s not that abnormal,” Limestone continued, “My great-grandpa was a part of one. He routinely kicked chimera ass and took care of a massive family…and he had quite a few mares under his care so--”

“Sounds like an impressive stallion,” Pale replied, “My family history is nowhere near as robust, so I’m interested in learning more.”

“Maybe later…” Limestone slid down between his legs, her predatory smirk returning. “Right now…I need some relief, badly. And you’re gonna give it to me, stud.”

“H-hang on I…mmph--!” Before he could say anything else, Pale felt his shaft and balls assaulted by the rough, sandy tongue of Limestone. His face twitched as his lips contorted and puckered from just how powerful she was…

“Hot damn…” Cheerilee cooed as she watched her husband bite his lip, “I haven’t gotten that sort of reaction out of him before…what’s your secret, Limey?”

Limestone paused for a moment, and shrugged her shoulders, making the ‘I dunno’ vocalization under her breath, “Uhh-uhh--I just know that sucking him off is a good way to get him going. Right? I haven’t done this before, so lemme know if I’m wrong…”

Pale shook his head while breathing rapidly--his abdomen rising and falling at a fast rate. "N-no…you're lovely…"

Cheerilee giggled. “Keep going, dear. Give your teacher a good show, hm?”

Noting his satisfaction, Limestone would resume. She maintained direct eye contact with Pale, staring dead at him as she slathered her tongue over and around his balls, and teased them by grazing them with her teeth.

“Ghhaagh…!” Pale squealed as his member rose to a full erection over time--his large, black, equine shaft was already pulsating from the way Limestone treated his testes.

“You like that, huh stud?” Limestone teased as she slowly drew her tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip, causing the stallion to throw his head back. “You like it when your wife watches you get sucked off by another mare?”

For the sake of the play, Pale chose to take on the role of denial.

“...N-no…not at all,” he said with a wink as he gasped for air, “You’re just….eek!”

Limestone wrapped her hooves around the base of his shaft and nuzzled the side of her face against it, watching him twitch from her touch with a sadistic grin on her face. “You friggin’ pervert…” she growled, winking back, “Getting this hard already from just having your balls bitten…I dig that.”

By now, Cheerilee was dripping wet from the display and moaning softly to herself. She was eagerly rubbing herself off and quietly begged for them to keep going. “Yes…yes…more…”

“P-please…” Pale pleaded with shortness of breath, “...k-keep going…”

Limestone obliged by suckling on the tip of his shaft, then, without hesitation…

“Mmmm…”

“Gaaaah~!” Pale moaned aloud as Limestone slowly took his cock down her throat. Just like before, she didn’t shut her eyes and maintained visual contact with Pale, staring him down as she fiercely took his member in her muscular throat until she was down at the base.

With a noticeable bulge appearing in her mouth and neck from the girth of his shaft, Limestone began to suck him down--bobbing her head up, down, up, down--while gently cradling his testes in each hoof.

“F-fucking….dammit…” Pale groaned from the pleasure as he noticed Cheerilee continuing to flick her bean more energetically than before.

Limestone’s unyielding throat muscles gripped onto Pale’s shaft with unnatural, hydraulic levels of pressure. There was zero chance of him pulling away--not like he’d want to of course. Lime would bob her head up and down, grunting with each new rep--nearly sucking his soul out of his body.

It wasn’t long before Pale could feel his orgasm approaching. “L-Lime…I’m close…aaaghh!”

Hearing this, she went faster--a glossy sheen of saliva could be seen along Pale's cock for a split second each time she rose up before quickly slamming back down, wetly slapping against his pelvis until--

“I…I…ARGH!”

Limestone stopped. With an audible, wet pop!, she ceased all actions with her mouth and denied him an orgasm, leaving Pale a gasping, twitching mess as she took a moment to catch her breath.

“...holy shit,” Lime panted with her mouth agape and tongue hanging freely, “That’s…you're amazing. Like a stiff, sturdy rock...” She looked up at Pale and smirked, tapping a hoof on his shaft. “Aw, sorry--didja wanna cum by any chance?”

Cheerilee giggled in response to Limestone’s theatrics. “Well she’s certainly trying her best-”

“Y-yes! Please!” Pale begged, playing along with the role of being the submissive stallion, “C’mon, I’ll do anything!”

“Anything, huh?” Limestone flicked her tail, and came up with an idea on the spot. “Alrighty, but you need to get me going too, ya know. But…” She turned around…and pressed her rather large, toned rump against his shaft. “You better not cum--or else I’ll bite your balls off. Understand?”

Pale nodded feverishly, trying his best to hold back from moaning now.

Limestone grabbed both of her flanks in each hoof, spreading her ass apart and exposing her dripping pussy and puffy anus to him. Then, with a loud clap!, her ass surrounded his shaft with her flank muscles forcing a tight grip onto him. While Pale's cock was rather large and long, Limestone's butt cheeks were that much greater in size to the point where his cock was buried under her ass! Nothing but the very tip of his cock was visible…

“Ah--mm…” Pale bit his lip as he watched his shaft become devoured by those plump, yet firm cheeks of plot.

“...eeep…” Limestone chirped under her breath as she felt his shaft throb against her vaginal lips. “Mm…I can’t wait to take you inside. But first…” She turned her head and shot him her usual threatening grin, “Like I said, you better not blast one drop of jizz on my ass.”

Without hesitation, Limestone began to shake her butt--dragging her cheeks up and down his shaft and making them clap loudly. With each shove of her ass, she ground Pale’s shaft against her clit and pussy lips, throwing herself deeper into pleasure.

“Hell yeah…mmm…” Limestone muttered as she bit her lip and started throwing her hips back, swaying from side to side. “I can--aagh--feel you twitching, Pale. You better not--mmph--let it out yet!”

Cheerilee continued to moan as she saw the look on Pale’s face--his eyes were rolling to the back of his head and drool was leaking from the side of his lips. With one hoof rubbing her marehood, she used her other hoof to rub her teats just above it.

By now, Pale had nearly passed out from doing his best to hold back from unloading his chambered load. Thankfully, Limestone was merciful enough to stop, and turned around once more to get a good look at his member…

“...wow…” she marveled at it. Precum was leaking from the tip with his testes now swollen from the excess stimulation and no release. “It looks like one touch would kill ya,” she teased him as she pushed him down onto the bed. “You did a good job holding back, so I’ll reward you~”

Pale couldn’t even form coherent words at this point. All he could do was stare as Limestone mounted his body with her marehood leaking drips of aroused, hot juices onto his member.

“Ready?” Lime asked.

“U-uh-huh…” Pale replied with a breathless nod.

Slowly but surely, Limestone lowered herself onto Pale’s cock, taking him inside of her and grunting with every inch as he practically split her apart, piercing her lonely walls that hadn’t received any stimulation this deep in a while.

“F-fuck…” she gasped as she nuzzled under Pale’s chin and lowered her hips until she had taken him to the base at his pelvis. “God…I needed this so much…”

Just like her mouth and cheeks from moments ago, Pale was subjected to another powerful, hearty grip from Limestone’s pussy. Her walls clung to him like a glove, and he could feel her innards pulsating against his shaft with the tip having broken into her womb.

And without giving him room to breathe, Limestone got straight to work by shaking her hips--churning herself on his cock.

“Mmm…” she hummed a happy tune as she bit her lip.

Pale reciprocated this with moans of his own as he weakly reached his hooves up to wrap them around her body.

Limestone would gradually increase her speed, now bouncing her hips up and down, effectively riding him. Each time, she’d raise her hips and pussy to the top of his shaft before crashing back down. With her head affectionately nuzzling against Pale’s, she’d moan and sing praises for the stallion.

“God…it’s…s-so great…” she huffed hotly in between multiple wet slaps from her bounces, “I c-can feel it…splitting me in half…”

The efforts from her pussy were twofold. On the one hand, she recieved pleasure from impaling herself on his shaft--as did Pale. On the other, Pale felt her vaginal walls expand and contract every few seconds, essentially jerking his cock and squeezing it as he was being fucked by the strong rock farmer.

All he could do in response was weakly buck his hips upwards--his orgasm was now moments away, and he could sense that Lime was about to have hers as well. Her shapely asscheeks slamming down upon his balls also didn’t help things.

“C-cumming…” Pale breathed, “L-Lime…”

“D-don’t you dare pull out,” Limestone commanded as she increased her speed further, causing several slaps her second as she rode him, intent on finishing him off inside of her, “G-give it to me now!” she didn’t let him speak another word as she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his.

“MMPH!” Pale squealed as he was brought into the kiss.

As it turns out, Cheerilee had trotted over, and--while rubbing herself off--buried her muzzle against Pale’s swelling balls and started to bathe them in her saliva, encouraging him to release everything he had.

“Go on, hubby,” Cheerilee cooed, “Fill her good…do it!”

That was everyone’s breaking point.

With a final, firm thrust of her hips, Limestone moaned in pleasure as she swapped tongues with Pale--squirting all over his cock as she came with her pussy violently squeezing him, aiming to take everything from him…

Which he happily obliged--Pale came right with her, firing off rope after rope of hot, sticky semen into her womb and filling her to the brim. Lime’s pussy was so tight that almost nothing escaped, save for a few wayward drops of their mixed fluids that Cheerilee was happy to lap up.

“Ahhhg…ahhgh…..ahh…” Lime broke the kiss, looking down at Pale with a visible blush on her face. “...That was…amazing. I…I can’t believe it…”

Eventually, Pale came to his senses and was able to speak properly. “...Did you enjoy yourself, Lime?”

“Are you kidding…?” she asked in a softer, more relaxed tone as she cuddled up to him. “I haven’t had sex in over…20-something years. Just…feeling that…it’s like a massive weight’s been lifted off of my shoulders. I guess I feel…happy? Validated that I’m just as desirable as my sisters?”

“Of course you are,” Pale replied as he placed a kiss on her forehead, “You’re easily the most dedicated Pie out there, looking to keep your family’s business afloat no matter what. I’d say that’s worthy of praise.”

Limestone looked up at him with a smile that slowly grew wide as she wrapped her hooves around his neck. “Yeah…you’re right. I guess I was just so caught up in working that I never realized that other folks out there do care about me.”

Moments later, Cheerilee stood up and trotted around to stand in front of them. “Of course. Don’t worry, Lime--I was pretty much the same way until he came into my life and helped me realize what life was worth when you have someone else to spend it with.”

Pale rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish smile on his face. “...There’s no need to put me on a pedestal, Cheery…”

“...You deserve it though,” Limestone added, “Like I said--you were pretty much the only guy I’ve met that didn’t run away from me at first sight and actually took time to get to know me. You’re a good friend, ya know that?”

“A friend that just boned you in front of my wife?” Pale asked with a chuckle.

“Oh but you know you love putting on a show for me, hun,” Cheerilee sneered as she stood up on her hind legs, and pulled Pale’s face between them, forcing him to taste and smell her dripping marehood. “Look at what you did to me…I’m soaked from that-”

“Hrrk!” He blinked out of surprise at first, but immediately started lapping up her excess fluids out of pure instinct. “Mmm…”

“Ahhh…” Cheerilee moaned under her breath and looked at Limestone. “Never fails…he’s such an adorable colt sometimes.”

“Not down here he ain’t,” Limestone snickered as she wiggled her rear, driving Pale’s member deeper inside of her. “But thank you both for this…think we could do it again sometime when I’m off work?”

Cheerilee nodded. “Of course! I have a portfolio full of positions I’d like to try.”

“And you’re still an overworked teacher at heart,” Pale teased her, prompting Cheerilee to tighten the grip of her legs and bury him further into her pussy.

“I don’t think I gave you permission to speak,” she shot back, “That’s detention for you, young man.”

Limestone couldn’t help but giggle and smile at their chemistry. “...You two are cute as hell.”

Pop Star Problems

A few days later…

Cheerilee told me about a certain someone that I helped in the past over the course of my…extensively long case with Cozy. While the kiddo was busy treating troubled characters with their personal issues, I was more or less out to do the same thing at this point. Though the subject matter was much more mature in nature. Please be advised: These files are not for the faint-hearted.

Coloratura walked into Pale’s office, and made her case.

“...Ms. Tura,” he acknowledged as she took a seat in front of his desk, “To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”

The cyan mare took a moment to exhale and spoke candidly. “...Now that Svengallop’s gone, I…feel comfortable enough to tell you what had happened between us…behind closed doors,” she turned her head to the side and rubbed one of her forelegs against the other.

“Wait…what?” Pale tilted his head with a concerned look in his eyes. Was there more that he wasn’t aware of? As an officer, it was his job to find out. “...What exactly happened between you two?”

Tears started to fall from Coloratura’s eyes as she shivered in her seat. “Well…while he was my manager, he’d…make me do certain things that I wasn’t exactly fond of….”

“...Such as forcing you to miss out on charity events to chase larger ones, correct?” Pale asked as he looked over what he had on file.

“No…worse,” she clenched her teeth and continued, “He’d…touch me. And…make me touch him. Saying that if I didn’t, he’d find a way to blacklist me from the industry.” She hunched over with her hooves over her eyes as she began to sob. “...I felt so scared and trapped. I couldn’t tell anyone or I’d risk losing my entire career and job of being a pony that other ponies and creatures could look up to. I didn’t want that…so I never reported it.”

Pale sighed to himself.

Part of me was relieved at the fact that I had killed that bastard. On the other hand though, I knew in the back of my mind that it didn’t make it right. He should’ve been publicly charged and exposed for the entire world to see what a disgusting person he was. Gah. Nothing I can do to change that, but since then, I made sure to not let my emotions take over my judgment. The silver lining is that, with him dead, he could no longer hurt Coloratura or anyone else.

The detective stallion got up from his seat and trotted over to her, offering a hoof to her back to console her. “...While I wish I had known this sooner, I’m glad you’ve spoken up about it. It must have eaten you up inside to keep that bottled up for so long. Have you told anyone else about this?”

Coloratura put her hooves down and sighed. “Only Ms. Inkwell. The local therapist--I explained…lots of things to her. Some things that I’d like to explain to you now.”

Pale took a step back and leaned against his desk. “Alright. Go on.”

“Well…ever since he walked out on me, I’ve been getting…urges,” she explained while rubbing one hoof against the other. “Urges to…satisfy myself. It’s like a part of my mind missed that gross contact--as much as I wanted to deny it.”

“Oh shit. That can only mean one thing.”

Pale decided to speak up to help ease her nerves. “Allow me to venture a guess…you’ve been diagnosed with hypersexuality?”

Ms. Tura blushed and turned away from me--which pretty declared that it was 100% true. “...y-yeah. I’ve been trying to satisfy myself with--ahem--toys and whatnot. But I still feel hollow. I…part of me desperately wants the real thing.”

“Yeah I could tell that’s where it was going.”

“...So you came to me to ask for my help, then?” Pale asked.

“...Something like that, yeah. Applejack is a close friend from my foalhood and I have loads of wonderful fans and groupies, but none of them can provide what I’m looking for,” she sighed and looked at the floor. “...intimacy with a stallion that I can trust. You’re really the only one and it kills me inside to say that especially since you’re married.”

“Well…I’d love to help you, but first we’d need to see what Cheerilee would say. Ponies and true horses travel in herds, so it’s not exactly something that’s socially unacceptable,” Pale went on, “Tell me. What exactly do you have in mind should we proceed.”

Tura rubbed the back of her head as she shifted nervously in her seat. “Well…to put it lightly, I’d like to use you to deal with my frustrations so I can finally quell these urges I’ve been having. Which means…m-mating with you. For a while.”

Pale folded his hooves as he thought about it for a moment. As the one who killed Svengallop and took on this case, he felt personally obligated to help her with whatever else she may have needed. For the sake of her mental health and having clarity with her own body, Pale was willing to essentially give himself to her for the time being.

“Alright,” he replied with a nod, “I’ll see what Cheerilee thinks, and we’ll go from there.”

“Oh good! I mean…” she beamed with excitement and took a few breaths to calm herself, “...if it’s no trouble. I already have a specific sorta…” she rolled her hoof as she tried to think of what to say, “...scenario I guess you could call it? There’s a…role I want you to play--oh, I guess that’s why they call it roleplay,” she laughed with a snort as she realized what she had said.

Meanwhile, Pale’s eyes grew wide upon hearing that. All he could think was:

“...Wait, she wants to roleplay? Just how much pent-up kinkiness does she have??”

The Countess Rules All

The next day…

Soon enough, Coloratura and Cheerilee arrived at Pale’s home. The schoolteacher mare was the first to start explaining what exactly the music star wanted.

“...it sounds to me like she wants you to take on a certain role to fulfill a fantasy of hers,” Cheerilee explained as she sipped from a cup of tea. “It’s adorable, really. Honestly, I’m all for it. Getting to watch something like that sounds exciting!”

“Ch-Cheerilee…you don’t have to say that,” Coloratura added with an awkward smile, “I know how awkward this is for you--for all of us. If you both are uncomfortable with the idea, then please let me know.”

Pale shook his head as he sipped his tea. “I’m more than fine with it. Consider it a form of therapy for yourself. After all, I still love Cheery all the same no matter what.”

“Oh you--I love you too, hun,” Cheerilee replied with a loving smile and turned her attention to Coloratura, “But if there’s a chance my husband can satisfy you to help you feel more comfortable with your body, then I’m more than okay with it.”

The cyan mare looked down at her teacup with a guilty smile. “...I really can’t thank you enough. You both saved the world and now you’re willing to accomplish a ridiculous favor to assist me with my mental health. The world needs more ponies like you.”

“The world needs more ponies in general with this population imbalance,” Pale thought to himself, then spoke aloud. “Well uh…don’t trouble yourself complimenting me. At any rate, we should probably get started.”

“Oh and before we begin,” Cheerilee spoke up, “The safe word will be, ‘Pineapple.’” She looked at Coloratura and explained, “That’s a word we use to end something if things aren’t going well.”

“Oh, r-right,” Coloratura replied with a nod as she tapped her hooves together, “So…should I go get changed now or--?”

“Whenever you’re ready,” Pale replied as he got up off of the couch. “I’m still a bit in the dark on some of the details, but I guess that’s what makes it more fun, huh?”

Coloratura giggled as she got up from her seat and pranced to the door, looking genuinely excited. “Don’t worry, Mr. Pale. It’ll feel really good for you too.” And with that, she left the house and continued prancing to her mobile trailer home/makeup studio that was parked next to Pale’s house.

“Well at least this way her groupies get some time off,” Pale commented before everything around him went dark. “Hey--what the--?”

Cheerilee had put a blindfold on him and was carefully pushing him towards the front door to ensure he didn’t run into anything. “Don’t worry, Paley--this is all part of the process. You’ve got a pop star to rail, so don’t dawdle. They’re very tempermental~”

“Oh dear god--” Pale managed to step outside with the blindfold on--much to the confusion of various other Ponyvillagers that were walking by. Though, many of them shrugged it off as the local schoolteacher and detective’s usual craziness. “Am I going the right way? I can’t feel the earth properly-”

“You’re blinded, dear,” Cheerilee snarked with a roll of her eyes, “You’re not a complete vegetable.”

“Okay but you do know that loss of eyesight results in less balance, right teacher?” he said with a smug grin while staring to his right…where Cheerilee wasn’t even standing.

She was on his left, holding one of his hooves to help him walk. “I’m over here, sweetie--and that’s usually caused by lack of proper blood flow to the--” she cut herself off and slapped her forehead with her free hoof. “Now is not the time for a lecture.”

“Aw, but you’re so good at it,” Pale shot back, feigning a pouty tone.

“You’re just stalling because you’re nervous, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry, dear. I told Ms. Tura everything you like and dislike--there’s no need to be concerned because we’ve already devised the best scenario for you all to achieve maximum pleasure…” she snickered and spoke under her breath, “...and for me too.”

“I heard that,” Pale commented, “Don’t think I didn’t hear that because I did--”

“Oh look at the time--we’re here--” Cheerilee cut him off.

Soon enough, Cheerilee had led him to the pop star’s trailer home. For reference, it was easily twice the size of Trixie’s wagon and acted as a perfectly functional home for a traveling music artist. It was a large, purple trailer with various chrome stars patterned across it.

“Are we in front of her place?” Pale asked, “I still can’t see a thing--”

“Mm-hmm. That we are, dear,” Cheerilee carefully pushed him up the steps that led to her trailer, “Remember the safe word in case things get uncomfortable for you--or her.”

“Right--though is the blindfold necessary?” he asked with a sigh.

“Yes, but you’ll get to take it off as soon as you step inside, don’t worry.” Cheerilee reached ahead of him, and opened the door to the trailer--it was actually rather dark inside despite it being a bright sunny day. “Take a few careful steps forward, Pale.”

And he did just that, stepping carefully with each hoof until he could feel solid carpet, indicating that he had stepped inside. Soon enough, the door to the trailer was closed behind him, and he heard Coloratura’s voice.

“You can take that off now.”

Once he heard the command, he removed his blindfold, and found that light had returned to the trailer courtesy of the blinds that were now open. But more importantly…

He saw Coloratura--Countess Coloratura. Fully dressed up in her usual popstar attire and makeup, veil and all with a neutral expression on her face.

Pale tilted his head, and called out to her to make sure he wasn’t under an illusion. “...Ms. Tura?”

“That’s Countess to you,” she replied coldly, “You’re late. But whatever--I’ve been in need of a stallion to help me with something and they sent me you. An intern. Just great.”

“...This is gonna kill me, isn’t it?”

The Unicorn Hermit

A few days later…

So I was out buying some ‘groceries’ from Tree Hugger as usual when something interesting came up during our conversation.

“...Oh yeah, by the way,” Tree droned in her mellow state, “I think Moondancer was like, totally asking about you.”

Pale put the bag of brownies he had purchased from Tree into his coat and asked, “Really? Oh--well, what did she say?”

“Something about…needing your help with something?” Tree repeated from memory, “I dunno all the details, but it sounded like she wanted your help soon.”

Pale nodded. “Gotcha. Is she here or did she message you from Canterlot?”

“Yeah she sent me a letter, man. Guess she’s still kinda shy about getting out more.”

“Hrm…I wonder why she didn’t ask Twilight or any of her other friends for help since she knows them better,” Pale wondered aloud while rubbing the side of his head.

Tree Hugger simply stared at him with her half-lidded eyes and snorted. “Heh. C’mon, man. You know why. She’s lonely and there aren’t enough stallions around. She probably wants your help with something the mares simply can’t provide, ya know?”

“...Damn…” Pale muttered as he looked at the ground, “I didn’t realize it was that bad.” He then looked back up at Tree Hugger. “Well in that case, I’m going to go see what’s up. Oh--but I’ll be letting Cheerilee know first of course.”

And so, Pale went home to discuss this information with Cheerilee at her home…

“Hm…yeah, it sounds like she’s caught wind of our little herd and wants in,” the fuschia mare explained, “Though she’s probably far too shy to come out to us--which is probably why she wants you to come to her instead.”

“Damn…that makes sense though,” Pale said with a sigh, “Wanna come with me, Cheerilee? I’m not quite sure I can do this alone.”

“Hm…I’d like to, but Moondancer isn’t the type of pony who gets along well when there’s more than one other pony involved--outside of her close friend group that is.”

“Yeah I know how that feels,” Pale agreed, “So should I go by myself?”

“Probably for the best,” Cheerilee replied with a nod, “I’ve got some documents that need sorting and some gardening I want to get back to. Growing carrots in my yard has saved me loads of money surprisingly.”

“Pfft. I don’t got the patience for that,” Pale scoffed, “I’d rather just buy everything from the market. Though I guess that’s just what I’m used to--having grown up in Manehattan where the amount of fertile land is scarce and all.”

“You’re a city colt, yes,” Cheerilee said with a playful eye roll, “Maybe that’s something you and Moondancer can bond over!”

Pale rubbed the back of his head and raised a brow. “Uh, Cheery--you know that Manehattan and Canterlot--while they’re both cities, they’re actually light years apart in how their respective citizens act. I’m from a place where you’d be killed for spiting someone with the wrong pizza, hun--”

Cheerilee simply raised a brow and asked, ...Seriously?”

“Well there was already tension beforehoof between the crime families in question but still--”

Once again, Cheerilee coyly shook her head, making eyes at her husband as he spoke. “You just love picking things apart, don’t you? That’s something else you and Moondancer might be able to bond over come to think of it.”

“Now that’s a good idea,” he replied, “You may be onto something, Cheery.”

“We’ve been together for too long for me not to, dear,” she replied, and kissed the nape of his neck. “Now go on, let’s see if you can get that nerdy little unicorn lady to come out of her shell, hm?”

“Well, wish me luck then,” Pale added as he got up from the couch, “With all of these world-class threats finally gone, the only problems that remain seem to be domestic.”

“Problems that we’ll be able to solve with ease, hun,” Cheerilee teased as she flicked her tail while trotting off. “Have fun with her now, and be sure to give me all of the juicy details when you get back.”

“I will, hun.”

And with that, I was off to Canterlot to go check up on Moondancer. It had been a while since I had spoken to her, so I was genuinely curious as to how she had been getting along. All I could hope was that she wasn’t going through anything too severe that’d hamper her social skills…

Pale got off the train for Canterlot, and walked through the regal, elegant city of royalty that Twilight Sparkle had control over. Everything was business as usual with various haughty, noble ponies prancing about with their heads held high…

“...And somehow, they don’t run into anything,” Pale remarked as he watched them walk.

Soon enough, he arrived at Moondancer’s home, and knocked on the door. “Erm…Ms. Dancer?”

The door was flung open with an aura of violet magic, and a voice called out from within.

“Come in, Pale.”

Pale stepped inside--and her home was marginally cleaner than before with far less files strewn about the place. However, there was something else that was significantly different…

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Moondancer called out from her living room couch as she shut the door with her magic. “I’ve been hearing about your herd that you’ve been establishing. I think it’s a neat idea since some of the mares you knew only really trust you with their bodies.”

“...Well I wouldn’t go as far as saying that but…”

Moodancer continued, “Nevertheless, I’m interested in…seeing how it’s affected your body. That’s all.”

Pale rounded the corner and entered the living room to see a rather…chubby Moondancer lying on the couch on her stomach while using her magic to levitate spoons of ice cream into her mouth. The most significant change was her body itself--specifically her rear end which had gotten…much bigger compared to when he last saw her.

“...Oh uh…really?” Pale asked nervously while trying to avert his gaze from her massive rump. “Is that all?”

Moondancer adjusted her glasses, looked over her shoulder at Pale, then groaned as she placed her chin on her hoof. “Ugh…I’m not gonna kill you for looking at my butt, Pale. I know I’m a fat sack of crap.”

To be specific, her sweater could barely fit her lower half at this point and one could easily see the…rather jiggly state of her behind with every movement of her tail.

“...Hey now, wait a second--” Pale tackled the issue directly, “That’s not what I was thinking at all. My question is: Why do you think so lowly of yourself?”

“...I lack motivation, Pale.”

Studying The Stallion

“...Seriously, Moon?” Pale asked with a concerned tone, “I thought you started to feel better ever since you reconnected with Princess Twilight?”

“Of course I did, but come on…” Moondancer sighed, “She’s the princess of not only friendship, but all of Equestria now. Even though she lives much closer to me, I feel like we’ve drifted further apart. Unfortunately, there’s not much I can do about that since her work is pretty important. We see each other when we can but…” she stopped and sighed once more. “...It’s not enough, to be honest.”

“I see…” Pale replied as he took a seat next to her on the couch. “Well to be honest, I’m not exactly the most knowledgeable on her affairs. Why did you send for me exactly?”

Moondancer sat upright and continued, “Because I have another problem. I just…have this gaping sense of lonesomeness in my heart because I feel like I’ve wasted most of my life as a research-obsessed shut-in. I’ve…always wanted to feel what it was like to have a relationship but I guess I was so shy about it that I never bothered to try…”

“Ouch…” Pale replied. “I can understand that. For me, I didn’t initially think I wanted something like that either, but it wasn’t until I met Cheerilee that--”

“Exactly,” Moondancer groaned, “She was lucky enough to find the stallion of her dreams while I just…didn’t even bother. Doesn’t help that the population of stallions compared to mares is sorta lacking, so I ended up losing on that end too. Just not enough of them to go around, you know?”

While Pale understood this, he still wanted a more direct answer. “So…you want me because--?”

“I’m looking to study what makes you so desirable,” Moondancer explained as she pushed up her glasses, “I’m merely interested in your hormones, bodily functions, and genitalia to see what makes an apex stallion and how I can possibly find one for myself in the future. As is…I’ve got nothing to go off of.”

Pale nearly choked on his own saliva. “Pbthg--what? You deem me as an ‘apex’ stallion? Is that a joke, because I am far from perfect. You know that, right?”

“Of course I do. Nobody’s character is perfect, but that’s not what I’m referring to,” she used her magic to levitate various tape measures and other devices to measure his body. “I’m talking solely about your internal organs and other functions. You seem to have a perfect build, great hormonal production, healthy organs, and a body that can generate as much blood as it needs whenever it wants,” she continued speaking while taking notes. “Your Earth Pony abilities are much more interesting than I initially gave them credit for back when we first met.”

“Ah! Hey watch the tail--!” Pale yelped as he felt his backside poked by what felt like a needle. “Wait, so you think I’m special enough to warrant use for future classifications?”

“Correct,” she replied, “That way, we can help other mares look for stallions with similar qualities to help bring our population numbers up. The healthier the guys are, the more foals we’ll have. And hopefully that includes more colts too.”

“Ohhh…” Pale muttered in realization, “You want to use me for research that’ll benefit everyone. Not just yourself. That’s pretty admirable of you, Moodancer.”

“...You think so, huh?” she moved her notepad down and looked at Pale. “You know this is gonna require me to extract semen samples from you, right?”

Pale cleared his throat and smiled. “...I see. Well, I suppose if there’s no other choice, then--”

“Oh quit the modest crap, you’re excited to get your rocks off because you’ve got a lot of pent-up horniness from spending 20 years in the detective field that you’re using multiple mares in a herd to satisfy,” she said while raising a brow and adjusting her glasses yet again, calling Pale out. “Am I not wrong?”

“Well…hey, you’re the one who asked for my help with this after all,” Pale danced around the question with a grin on his face, “I’m just…excited knowing that my cellular makeup will be used to help the entire pony race going forward.”

“Good,” Moondancer replied as she pushed up her glasses, “Just know that this is a completely professional procedure. Don’t go thinking I’m gonna join your herd or become your wife’s next submare or anything like that. This is entirely business. Don’t get it twisted.”

Pale chuckled and held his hooves up. “Alright, alright. I’m just making sure we have a proper mutual understanding of what’s going on between us here. Just a normal seminal extraction--as you casually do.”

“Hmph,” she huffed and got up from the couch, trotting towards another room. “Follow me.”

Pale got up and followed her to what looked like an infirmary.

Via magic, Moondancer traded her sweater for a doctor’s coat, and applied gloves to her hooves. “Lie down on this bed so I can begin the inspection.”

And Pale followed her orders, lying down on the medical bed. “Alright. Anything in particular you need me to do, Moon?”

“Nah, just hold still,” she replied as she wheeled a tray of tools over towards her position. “Do you do any drugs, sir?”

“...Aside from recreational ones via Tree Hugger’s brownies? No.”

“Ah…that could be one of the factors…” Moondancer muttered as she walked over to Pale’s body, and cleaned off one of his hooves before injecting him with a needle to take some of his blood. “And just how much do you work out? What’s your general diet consist of?”

He winced from the prick of the needle and continued speaking, “Ow--Hayburgers, poutine…oh! But I actually do a lot of strength training via meditation and weightlifting. Oh--and I recently took up wrestling thanks to Cheerilee’s vested interest in the sport--”

Moondancer stopped on a dime, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder with a wide-eyed, interested expression on her face. “...you what?”

Book Horse's Urges

“Yeah, wrestling,” Pale continued with an ecstatic tone, “It’s the best. You get to see ponies flip and fly around doing crazy stunts and moves that end up breaking bones! My favorite has to be Ms. QT’s ‘Flycatcher’ though ‘El Ranchero’s’ ‘Hogtie’ is also very good. Now see here’s the weird part--”

“Woah, woah, woah--” Moondancer set the tools aside as she pushed up her glasses. “I had no clue you were into wrestling.”

Pale blinked once, twice, then tapped his hoof against the side of his head. “Huh. Guess I never mentioned it to anyone. It is a fairly recent, new interest of mine so I can’t blame you. Are you a wrestling fan, Moondancer?”

“Er…” she adjusted her glasses with a nervous laugh. “Well that is to say--ahem--I…have a minor interest in the sport, yes.” She looked up to the ceiling. “...watching sweaty stallions tackle each other to a mat is so….mmmgh…” she hummed while biting her lip.

“Oh…I get it now,” Pale thought to himself, “No wonder she feels so alone. Guess I should help with that.”

“...So you like watching stallions fight, huh?”

“I uh…something like that,” she stuttered and cleared her throat as she trotted over to a beaker that was attached to a table of other…scientific containers that she’d use to test his blood. “Ahem…anyway. With that aside…” A nearby machine ejected a piece of paper that she took ahold in her magic and held up to her face to read. “I see…okay, this might help.”

“See something interesting?” Pale asked.

“...Yeah, uh--so I’m gonna go ahead and try out a new experimental spell on you if that’s okay,” Moondancer turned to look at Pale. “But only if you’re up for it. If not, then say the word.”

“So long as it’s not life-threatening, I’m--”

Knock-knock-knock.

Moondancer paused and flicked her tail as she heard the knock at her door. “One sec,” she said to Pale before prancing over to the front door.

Pale looked on curiously until Moondancer eventually returned.

When she did, she couldn’t help but sigh. “Ugh. Alright, change of plans. Apparently, the Canterlot Library has undergone a last-minute shift-change,” she rolled her eyes, “Someone has decided to skip out on work out of nowhere. Forcing me to pick up the slack and come in on my day off.”

“Ouch,” Pale visibly winced and frowned, “Yeah, I know what that feels like. It’s usually why I prefer to do things myself rather than force anyone to a strict schedule.”

“Yeah well, now I’m gonna be busy,” Moondancer lamented with a sigh, “So I guess we’ll have to postpone this.”

Pale got off the hospital bed and trotted up to her. “What if I helped you? The library doesn’t sound like a bad place to be and we might be able to get it done faster. Plus, I’ve been meaning to find some books anyway.”

“Huh…you’re actually willing to help me out?” the unicorn mare adjusted her glasses and huffed, “Well…don’t go thinking I owe you anything extra but…thanks. Come on, let’s go before we waste anymore time.”

“Got it, got it,” he replied with a nod.

And so, I followed her to the Canterlot Library. Thankfully, it didn’t look too crowded, but there were plenty of ponies walking around and checking out books.

“Ugh,” Moondancer groaned as she slapped her hoof against her forehead, “It’s worse than I thought. This is gonna take a while.”

“Meh, I’m sure it won’t be too bad,” Pale added optimistically, “What position do you usually take?”

“Front desk,” Moondancer replied as she trotted ahead, “Come on. You can work with me there.”

Moondancer led Pale to her position at the library’s counter where ponies would come to check out books. She stood behind the register and started to help various librarygoers get the books they needed.

Pale meanwhile, simply assisted her with organization and grabbing particular books if she needed one that was kept behind the counter for one specific reason or another.

All was fine until the other ponies working there went on break, leaving the two of them by themselves.

“Things are going pretty well, yeah?” Pale asked as he took a seat in a chair behind Moondancer.

“Yeah, I suppose,” she scoffed as she placed one of her hooves on the counter, and rested her chin upon it. “But now we’re going through an extended period of downtime with nothing to keep us occupied. Just great. That’s one of the few issues I have with this job on slow days. Books are one of the few things that I enjoy talking about with other ponies and now I have no one to chat with. Except for you but--” All the sudden, Moondancer stopped speaking on a dime as she looked over her shoulder at the stallion.

Pale shook his head in response as he picked up a nearby book and started to skim through it. “Don’t sweat it. I like books but they’re only good up to a fault for me. I prefer to gain knowledge through experience--hence my job--huh, this one’s on time machines--yeah that’s not good.”

“Yeah that…that makes sense…” Moondancer replied slowly as her mind began to wander. “Hm…there’s…hardly anyone around. And the way he’s sitting would make it difficult for anyone to notice…” She thought it over to herself, and gave into her own temptations.

Slowly but surely, Moondancer would use her magic to forcefully pull Pale’s chair closer to her until his body was mere inches from hers. Since Pale was engrossed in the book he had in his hooves, he didn’t realize what she had set him up for.

“Psst. Pale.”

“Hm?” he looked up from the book…and immediately found himself staring at Moondancer’s massive rear end. “...Erm…”

Over her shoulder, Moondancer was sneering at pale with a devious grin and a set of narrowed eyes behind those glasses of hers. “Don’t act shocked, Pale. I know you’ve been staring at my fat butt since you walked into my house. And here I thought gaining weight was seen as unsightly…”

“M-Moon I…” Pale bit his lip as he watched her ass ripple and shake with her tail swaying back and forth to entice him. Her butt was so large that he could see both of her cutie marks--a moon with three stars--conform to the curvature of both of her cheeks as they jiggled about. “W-we’re in public…!”

“Shut up,” she snapped coldly at him, “I’m bored and need a quick release as fast as possible. So just sit there and let me do all the work. Besides--that fifth leg of yours clearly doesn’t care that we’re in public.”

Pale looked down and watched as his member grew to a full erection that Moondancer was jerking off with her magic. The height of the chair combined with the sheer length of his shaft was perfect enough to fit snugly between her massive, flabby ass cheeks.

Moondancer simply took a step backwards, and Pale’s entire girth was engulfed by both cheeks, and rubbing against both her puffy pony anus and dripping pussy. “Mmm…fuck. I knew you were an ass-man. Cheerilee and Tree Hugger told me as much.”

“Gaaahhg….” Pale bit his lip. Moondancer’s ass was much different from the asses of the mares he had plowed thus far. Because of how overweight she was, her butt was padded with extra softness from her fat, and her sweat gave off a specific scent that enticed him, activating his hormones and causing his balls to swell. “Dammit dammit dammit…”

Moondancer gasped, and continued to glare at him with a smirk. “Heh. Knew it. We’re behind the counter, so no one can tell anyway. But don’t lose your composure, or else you’ll have a public mess to worry about.”

Pale simply forced a smile and said, “...oh fuck you and your big ass, Moondancer--

“You just might get that opportunity if you don’t mess up,” she chided him in return as she swayed her butt from side to side, then up and down, using her tight, yet flabby ass to ‘fuck’ his cock with a textbook assjob--his length stimulating her pussy as well and causing her to leak more and more each second. “Agghh…oh…speaking of which…we have a customer. Act natural, Pale~”

Pale moaned ever so slightly as he picked the book back up. The individual that approached the counter with books to return…

Was Fleur-De-Lis.

The Naughty Nubile Nerd

“Hello, Ms. Fleur,” Moondancer casually addressed the former unicorn model, “I didn’t realize you had books to return.”

“Yes I do,” she replied as she levitated three books onto the counter. They were all books about flowers and how to tend to them, “All of them were exactly what I needed. After delving into floral work because I’m starting to realize just how precious life really is.”

“Oh my,” Moondancer continued the conversation, purposefully dragging the moment out to make things more difficult for Pale as she shot him a quick, devious grin over her shoulder and continued the conversation. “Please, tell me more.”

Fleur would oblige, “Okay, well you see…”

All the while, Moondancer was deliberately shaking her ass, causing her lardy, pillowy cheeks to repeatedly clap-clap-clap around, and against Pale’s cock.

“Agh…mmmph…” Pale bit his lip hard enough to nearly draw blood as he watched his shaft become swallowed by Moondancer’s butt. His tip leaked precum and started to provide a glossy sheen to her ass which served as a lubricant that aided letting his large, equine shaft slip perfectly between the mare’s butt muscles.

“Mm-hmm…mmm…” Moondancer nodded through the conversation, hiding her moans between replies of affirmation. From the corner of her eye, she could see Pale struggling to maintain his composure. Her ass was so large that barely the tip of his cock was poking out from between the cheeks--which was perfect because Fleur and everyone else in front of her couldn’t see what was going on behind her at all.

Soon enough, Moondancer stopped, and placed both hooves on the counter, pushing her hips and ass back just a little so that she could begin to throw her lower half back and forth, jerking Pale off with the power of her fat cheeks.

“Gah…errgh…”

From Pale’s perspective, he watched as her ass revolved, bounced upwards, and covering the tip of his shaft, then bounced downwards, smacking against his pelvis and squeezing the life out of him.

This would repeat several times per second, and once again, nobody was the wiser…

“...Oh, hello, Mr. Vestige,” Fleur smiled at Pale, just barely catching a glimpse of him over Moondancer. “I didn’t know you were working here with her. I do hope you’re having a good life now that all the insanity of Grogar has been dealt with. I have to thank you again for saving me. Ever since I left my modeling career, my mental health has been much better and I’m starting to do more with my floral arrangements. I could send you and your wife some if you’d like.”

“Y-yeah…that sounds lovely…” Pale answered breathlessly while Moondancer continued to assault his cock with her unrelenting ass cheeks, “I’m doing great…though I’m…b-busy helping Moon at the moment so…I’ll speak with you later.”

“Understood,” Fleur said with a nod, “I’ll be seeing you, then.”

The model mare trotted away, leaving the two alone once more…

And as soon as she was out of earshot, Moondancer practically growled.

“...C’mon…cum on my butt already,” she teased him while using her magic to tighten the grip of her ass further, “I know you wanna blow your load on my fat fucking ass, Pale…so do it!”

“S-shit…!” With her unexpected…vulgarity, Pale found himself unable to resist, “M-Moon…augh~!”

As he moaned, he fired ropes of thick semen into the air and onto Moondancer’s plump butt. Both of her cutie marks were stained by his hot, white stallion batter, and started to run down her cheeks towards the floor.

“Hmph…pretty good…” Moondancer commented as she used her magic to teleport his semen off of her body…and continued throwing her ass back against his stiff member. “Gimme more.”

“W-wait…Moondancer…” Pale stuttered with wide, concerned eyes as he drooled from the side of his mouth, “I-I just came…s-so it’s sensitive…~!” But he found himself thrusting--bucking his hips against her to seek more pleasure.

“And? I said, gimme more--and you’re gonna give it to me,” she coldly snapped back as her horn lit up once more. This time, her sweater expanded to cover most of her body…including the very edge of her ass. Now, every time she threw her ass back--and Pale thrusted--the tip of his cock would poke against, and stretch out her sweater ever so slightly.

“Wh-what are you…nghhh~!” Pale could barely think straight as he repeatedly slammed his cock between her ass and against her sweater, desperate to cum again.

“Jizz on my sweater,” she commanded with a neutral, flat expression on her face, “Blast it all over and stain it with your husky stallion semen. Don’t question it--just do it.”

At this point, he didn’t care who saw. Pale got up, and squeezed her ass in his hooves, thrusting harder and faster, fucking her chubby butt cheeks with wild abandon. “...c-close…gonna…cummm…~!!”

Moondancer rolled her eyes and waited with an idle smile on her face as she slammed her ass against him. “C’mooon…I want this sweater destro--AGH~!”

SLAP!

SLAP!

Pale slapped her ass cheeks with each hoof, leaving red spank marks as he finally--

“GAAAGH~!”

Creamed hard--spurting all over her sweater and her ass with twice as much thick, hot seed from before. The fluids soaked into the sweater as they splattered all over her back, causing Moondancer to gasp ever so slightly as her pussy started to leak. But he didn't stop there, he rode out the last of his orgasm by sticking his cock in her puffy, soft anus and fucking her ass. With his hooves holding both cheeks, he used her ass to finish himself off and fire off the last of his cum deep inside of her.

“Mmph…yeah that’s it…need to keep this going…” she muttered to herself, having squirted a small pile of mare-cum on the floor beneath her pussy.

After his orgasm and his moment of clarity, Pale pulled out and sat back down in the chair before he started to panic, wondering if anyone noticed their unsightly public acts. “...Oh no--how loud was I--”

Moondancer smirked as she teleported his cum--and the cum-soaked sweater--away and pointed to the magical barrier she had cast around them. “...Soundproof spell. I knew you’d get loud--but I kept up the illusion.”

Pale noticed the barrier and blushed. “Oh…sorry about that.”

She shook her head. “Don’t be. A stallion who’s willing to moan is super rare and turns me on too. All too often you’ll hear about how mares moan all the time but never hear the stallion so much as gasp because they try to hold back. It…sucks, really. Having never experienced this before, I’m glad I could hear you moan…” she adjusted her glasses and cleared her throat. “...Not that I like you that way or anything. This is just for research.”

“...Right,” Pale said with a chuckle, “‘Research’ huh?”

“Y-yes…! Anyway, we need to finish our work for the day and head back to my place. Then we can really get started.”

And so, the pair would finish out their workday at the library and return to her home…

Where Moondancer promptly blindfolded Pale and had him rest on the medical bed as she did before they were interrupted by her sudden shift change.

“...Are you sure this is gonna be safe?” Pale asked with a nervous, yet excited tone of voice as he lied back.

“...I can assure that it’s gonna feel good for us both,” Moondancer replied as she placed the beaker that had been filled with his semen on a magical stove-like device used to analyze the data found within. “Because I don’t have enough samples from you to conduct proper research yet.”

“Damn,” Pale huffed, “How much do you need exactly?”

“More,” she replied curtly as her horn lit up, “Way more.”

ZAP!

And with a flash of magic, both Moondancer and Pale had become anthropomorphic versions of themselves. Pale was stark naked with a muscular, humanoid build while Moondancer was wearing only a labcoat with blue gloves on her hands. Her large, jiggly breasts were barely contained by a black, frilly bra within the coat.

“Alright, now look,” Moondancer commanded as she magically removed the blindfold from Pale’s face.

The gray stallion noticed that he now had hands, feet, and pectoral muscles similar to that of humans, but still had his equine features such as his face, ears, and tail. “...Oh damn. Is this some sort of hybridization between human and pony forms? Interesting…”

“Yes, exactly,” she confirmed as she approached the hospital bed Pale was resting on, “You catch on quick. But now, I’m going to check your groin for any signs of discomfort. You’ve been ejaculating a lot lately, so I need to make sure you aren’t experiencing any difficulties.”

Pale found his eyes wander towards Moondancer’s breasts, but he tried his best to avert his gaze. “I see…and you anthropomorphized us because…?”

She wiggled her glove-clad fingers in his direction. “Fingers will give me a better, more accurate idea of how you’re doing than hooves would. Now hold still.” She approached him, and leaned over, prodding one of her gloved hands at his ballsac.

“...M-mm--” Pale bit his lip to hold back a gasp.

Moondancer would change her tone to comfort him, speaking in a quieter, more relaxed voice. “Don’t worry, this is a completely normal procedure. Just take a deep breath…”

“Y-yes ma’am…” Pale would breathe out of his mouth, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of the bespectacled doctor who treated his jewels with the utmost care. That, and the fact that her deep, yellow cleavage was on full display made it difficult to look away.

In each hand, Moondancer carefully cradled each of his balls, rubbing them over with her gloved thumbs carefully.

“Ghhh…” Pale let another moan escape his lips as he watched his equine shaft rise once more. It was just as large as his normal, four-legged counterpart’s form.

“Shhh…” Moondancer cooed to him, “It’s okay. That’s completely normal. You’ve got a very healthy penis here, Mr. Vestige. Next, I’m going to stimulate your penis with repeated motions. Let me know if you feel any sort of discomfort, okay?”

“T-Thank you, Moon. I understand complet--eek!” he squealed once more.

Moondancer was now using her gloved hand to stroke him off--gently twisting and pumping her hand up and down his length. “Blood flow is normal, balls are swelling just fine, and the…musky, dirty scent…” she blushed and shook her head as she adjusted her glasses with her other hand, “I-I mean, your natural stallion pheromones are wafting off of you nicely as well.”

“Y-yes…I-I pride myself on being…healthy…ohhhhh…” Pale groaned as Moondancer picked up speed.

“Are you feeling any discomfort, Pale?” she asked innocently as she stroked him off faster.

“N-no…” he shook his head, but kept his gaze firmly locked onto her hand, as well as her chest that jiggled and bounced around with each time she stroked him. With his cock throbbing, he felt another orgasm on the rise.

From Moondancer’s perspective, she was having a difficult time resisting. The scent of Pale’s musk combined with how enticingly large his cock was had caused Moondancer to also become distracted, idly stroking him off while staring at his body. Everything from his muscles to his shaft, and his jewels themselves caused her to blush hotly, and breathe a bit more heavily with each passing second. “Ahh…w-wow…”

With her other hand, she reached down, and started to secretly rub herself off, stimulating her clith with her fingers, and causing her breasts to bounce around more and more for Pale.

“M-Moon…are you okay--?”

The next time he blinked--

Schalp-schalp-schalp--!

With support from her hands, Moondancer’s breasts--still surrounded by her bra and labcoat--had began jerking him off. The tightness of still being encased in her clothes gave her cleavage an extra warm, comforting embrace as she fucked him with her tits.

“Aghh…ahh…y-your cock--er, penis is very healthy, Pale,” Moondancer growled lustfully as she worked her breasts up and down, gazing longingly at him with a warm blush on her face. “You’re doing so good…”

“M-Moondance--aghh…ahhh…~!” he moaned aloud from the treatment. Her fat, hefty breasts were impossible to escape from. Moondancer repeatedly slammed upon his girthy shaft and squeezed them more powerfully in each hand--giving her full leverage over his body. For reference, they were about the size of melons and were large enough to cover half of his shaft at the base, so all she needed was one stroke to take them from the bottom of his cock to the top.

“N-No discomfort, huh?” Moondancer went faster, and used her magic to stimulate his balls. “If anything…f-feels wrong, let me know right away~!”

"It feels so….aauughh~!!" Pale sang at the top of his voice as his cock thronged, and started spurting cum onto her face, glasses, and her breasts. It was a river of cum that flowed at a constant rate due to Moondancer continuing to fuck him with her tits as he ejaculated.

"Yes…oh god yes you hung horse of a sexy stallion, give it all to Dr. Dancer~!" she squealed while licking the tip of his cock and forcing him to give up everything just shy of his soul.

"Agggh~!" Unable to stay passive any longer, Pale used his strength to pick Moondancer up, flip her onto her back, and straddle her upper body, now resting atop her.

"H-Hey! You can't do this!" she complained with a wink to let him know that she was playing along with his actions. "I-I'm the doctor here! You can't--!"

"Enough teasing, dammit~!" Pale shouted as he tore her coat off, then ripped her bra in half to fully expose her breasts that were leaking milk from the nipples.

"Augh! P-Pale…" With a hot blush on her face, Moondancer held her arms flat against the bed, willingly submitting to him.

With both of her breasts held tight in each of his hands, and his fingers sinking into them, Pale would shift his hips back and forth, fucking them twice as hard. So hard that Moondancer was starting to leak from her pussy again with her nipples fully erect, clearly enjoying being ravaged as she lay there helplessly with Pale's cock piledriving the cleavage of her pillowy tits. His cock's tip tapping against her lips with each thrust of his hips.

“Yes…yes…~!” Pale squealed as he fucked her tits, driving himself closer to another orgasm. “You won’t…control me anymore~!”

“Okay, okay!” Moondancer conceded as she placed her hands over Pale’s, squeezing her breasts together even more tightly as his cock ravaged her chubby cleavage. “Just…please give me more sampllllles!”

“GRAAAH~!”

Pale would ejaculate once more, cumming hard all over Moondancer’s face, her neck, her breasts--and even down her throat as she took his cock in her mouth.

“F-fuck…!” he groaned, unable to think straight as he pulled his cock away, and rubbed himself off, shooting the last of his load onto her breasts--coating her fat, yellow tits with ropes of cum. “...Don’t take this the wrong way, Moon…but your chubbiness is a huge turn-on for me.”

“Ahhh…ahh…y-you…you think so?” she asked bashfully while giving heavy breaths. Her breasts jiggled each time her abdomen rose and fell.

“Yeah…you’re just afraid of your own image,” he went on, “But there’s nothing to be afraid of. You just need to find the right motivation. And I think saving ponykind and helping its population should be the driving factor behind it.”

“I…you think so, huh?” she blushed some more, and shook her head. “W-whatever…I’m not done with you yet.” To tease him, Moondancer grabbed ahold of both of her breasts in each hand and started to lick the cum off of each one, slowly drawing her tongue to lap his semen up. “Mmm…not bad. Next, I want you to please me.”

The way she licked herself caught Pale’s attention--his erect member stood at the ready. “Y-yes?”

Moondancer deactivated the spell, turning them back into regular, four-legged ponies with hooves and teleported Pale’s seed off of her body. “...Yeah. Get to it,” she spread her pussy apart with her hooves, to which Pale immediately greeted with his tongue, causing her to-- “AUGH~!”

“Mmm…” Pale shut his eyes as he took in the taste of her marehood, suckling on her folds for her sweet, sugary fluids--they carried the taste of… “...Mm…is that, raspberry? Interesting…”

“W-wait…y-you can assign my fluids to a flavor?!” she grasped and moaned up to the air with her glasses nearly falling off of her face. “N-no wonder…your semen tasted like salted blackberries…”

“Mmm…learn something new every day huh?” Pale started lickign at her inner thighs, and started to travel along her hind leg, much to the confused excitement of the mare.

“...P-Pale…what are you--OH DAMN!” she blurted aloud--biting her lip.

Pale was licking the bottom of her hoof, lapping up the sweat from underneath her limb which caused Moondancer to gasp and giggle. “Mmm--mm?” he noticed her face, and stopped. “Something wrong?”

“Y-you’re into…hooves, Pale?” she asked with a nervous shudder, having squirted from her hooves being touched in such a way, “I…aauagh…”

“Yeah. Cheerilee and I do it to each other all the time,” he explained, “Helps get rid of stress--even outside of the bedroom.”

“That’s amazing…” she huffed, “K-keep doing that…”

And so, Pale would continue--gently licking the sweat off of her hoof and moving over to the opposite leg where he’d relieve her hoof of her musky mare sweat, and spread her legs apart where he’d prime his member to enter her. “Want me to keep at it while I rail you?”

Moondancer simply replied with a silent nod as she turned on her side and raised her hoof.

To which Pale complied, shoving his member inside of her pussy…and breaking her hymen, causing a layer of blood to conform around his cock as he impaled her with his girth. “Mmf--M-Moon, you’re…?”

And as that barrier was broken, Moondancer’s chubby body rippled multiple times as a new form of pleasure overtook her. “AUG! Y-yeah…I’m…a pathetic middle-aged virgin…” she admitted through a sob, “...that really should show you how much of a loser I actually aaaaaahhhmmm~!”

Pale interrupted her self-deprecation by taking his tongue across her hoof again. “Yeah, I don’t think so. You’re much better than that. Don’t ever call yourself pathetic, okay? You’ve got lots of people who value and adore you and your work, don’t you?”

“Mm…mm-hmm…” Moondancer replied with a flushed nod as Pale assaulted her hooves and clit.

“Then don’t despair,” he continued as he forced himself the rest of the way in, “Mmph…you’re…nice and tight from never having done this…”

“P-Please be my first…” she shyly requested, “I’m stupid jealous of Cheerilee--but please…hit me with that mustang cock of yours until I pass out.”

“As you wish, Moons,” he replied and at her request, he started shifting his hips back and forth. While it was a tight fit, the blood combined with her natural fluids made for a swell lubricant that aided him in slipping his cock back and forth. With each thrust, his hips collided with her ass and caused those massive cheeks of hers to jiggle like gelatin.

“Ahh…ahh..ahhh~!” Moondancer moaned passionately as Pale settled into a pace and rammed her pussy over and over. That, combined with the stallion slathering her hooves in saliva with his wet, floppy tongue drove her further along towards climax. “Yes…yesss~!”

“Mmm…ahhh…” Pale increased his speed and force, now rutting her hard enough to shake the entire medical bed as his cock forced its way through her pussy and impaled her at her womb. At this point, he had essentially carved out her inner walls as they were being forced to conform to the girth and curvature of his cock.

“H-harder…” Moondancer requested breathlessly as her body was being rattled by Pale’s dick. “D-destroy my f-fat ass…please….b-break my fucking legs, Pale!”

And he obliged, joining her on the bed and mounting her missionary style while biting her neck. He increased the force of his thrusts so much so that his balls repeatedly plap-plap-plapped against her ass cheeks--the wet slaps echoing around the room as he sped up more and more. Her yellow ass was soon covered in red marks from how hard his balls struck her.

“Mmph…yeah…you like that, huh~?” Pale opted to take control of the role of the tease, actively coaxing her towards an orgasm with words alongside his actions, “A total slutty virgin mare like yourself being shamelessly fucked at this age~!”

Moondancer grit her teeth as her face flushed red. She started to go cross-eyed from the sheer pain and pleasure that she found her body in, then opened her mouth wide, panting like a hungry animal each time she felt her womb struck by Pale’s forceful cock.

“YES! I’M YOUR BITCH MARE, PALE!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, “PUT ME IN YOUR HERD, PLEASE--AAAAAUGH~!”

“Aw-f-fuck~!”

With a final thrust, Pale came at the same same time as Moondancer--her pussy squirted and tightened around his cock, gripping him fiercely and refusing to let him go as his cock exploded--firing off a massive load that instantly filled her pussy and overflowed onto the hospital bed beneath them. They both rode out the orgasm together with a tender, albeit sloppy kiss due to Moondancer’s inexperience with the act--her tongue practically swabbed his entire mouth since she had no clue how the act should be carried out.

Luckily, Pale was into it, accepting her wet, tongue-filled kiss as he relaxed onto the hospital bed with her, cuddling up to her closely.

“Mmm…how do you feel…Ms. Dancer…?” Pale breathed hotly as he broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between them.

Moondancer adjusted her glasses and smiled. “...So much better now that I’ve finally lost my virginity…” she admitted with an intense blush on her face, “I’ve been so caught up in my research that I never considered the love of a stallion. It’s a shame you’re already taken though…”

Pale kissed her forehead and stroked her mane with one of his hooves. “Hey…I’ll gladly accept you into my herd until you find a permanent mate.”

“...Yeah, that’s probably not happening,” she muttered under her breath as she nuzzled into his neck. “At least for now, I think I’ll join the rest of you guys…it seems like a fun time. But of course, I also won’t forget my research.”

“That’s right,” Pale agreed while wrapping his hooves around her. “I’m confident that you’ll be able to change the world in significant ways that are just as impactful as Twilight Sparkle has.”

“W-well…I dunno about that, but…” Moondancer replied with a bashful smile, “Thanks for the support, Pale. That alone is enough motivation for me to keep going.”

A New Investigation

After the time I spent with Moondancer, she went ahead and gave me a little trinket that I could use to activate the Spell Of Anthropomorphism--or Anthros for short. It was basically a small necklace that would allow me and whoever else I wanted to access a humanoid, anthropomorphic form for a time. I guess it was a reward of sorts for helping her out. Admittedly, I was eager to try it out with Cheerilee to see how she’d like standing on two legs and having her teats moved from between her legs to her upper abdominal region. With the knowledge that the kiddo was working on helping others around town in her own way, I was able to relax and think carefully about what I wanted to do next with my free time.

First, I decided to inform the Missus about what had happened.

“That’s great, dear!” she squealed, “It seems as if our herd is moving along nicely.”

“Yes, though I’m starting to wonder if I can handle it all,” Pale explained with a sigh, “I don’t wanna start neglecting you, hun. You’re my wife after all.”

“Oh, Paley…” she approached him and smooched the top of his forehead. “I appreciate that and you’re right. As a couple--we ultimately have to be there for each other first. So if something is making you feel uncomfortable, then let me know and we won’t have to keep doing this if you don’t want to.”

Pale smiled and replied, “Thanks, Cheery. I think I’m fine for the moment, but I will let you know if things become a bit too much for me. No matter what happens, you’re my number one.”

“Same for you, sweetie,” Cheerilee replied and pulled out a book that she had been reading. “Now what I’ve found interesting is that that’s exactly how the harems of our ancestors worked.” She opened one of the pages to black and white photographs. Each one showed a mustang stallion surrounded by several mares of their own. “There was always a headmare and headstallion for each herd and then young would be kicked out to avoid inbreeding. It’s also known as polygyny.”

“Ah, I see now,” Pale nodded as he inspected the page. “Well, in my case, I’m not impregnating anyone at all. All the mares I’ve dealt with thus far are infertile due to their age.”

“And I’m sure it’ll stay that way, hun,” Cheerilee sighed as she continued reading the book, “Just a shame really. But if Moondancer can introduce a gene that results in more colts being born from the younger mares, we won’t have this problem for the next generation.”

Pale thought to himself on the subject. Thus far, he had granted sexual favors for multiple mares, but still felt unwavering love towards Cheerilee above all else. Essentially, he had found within himself that having multiple mating partners didn’t interfere with his marriage as much as he initially thought.

“It seems to be working so far,” he thought, “Maybe I should keep going--at the very least to help alleviate the frustration of mares who haven’t experienced a good mating session. Plus, Cheerilee enjoys watching it…”

“Well, for now, I’ll continue helping the mares that need it. At least until they find permanent partners, hm?” Pale spoke his mind to Cheerilee.

“Good, but don’t burn yourself out, okay hun?” she kissed him on the neck, and cuddled up to him. “You’re too big and strong to start losing your mind again.”

“Trust me, we’re long past that,” he said with a smile.

Tap-tap-tap.

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door to Cheerilee’s home. The fuschia mare got up to answer it…

“Hello?” she asked and upon opening it…

“Ayo, is Pale here?” a deep, female voice replied, “I tried lookin’ at his house but he wasn’t there.”

“Oh, Babs! It’s nice to see you again,” Cheerilee answered and stood aside to allow her to gain entry, much to Pale’s excitement. “Hey look, it’s your stepsister from another mister!”

“Say wh--oh shit it’s you!” Pale hopped off of the couch and approached Babs, who also trotted up to him and extended her hoof. “How’ve you been?”

“You sunuva gun, yeah?” Babs replied as they both wrapped each other’s hooves around the other in an ‘arm wrestle’-esque lock. “I’ve been great since ya killed that there goat busta. Shit’s been safa than a mug up in Manehattan, lemme tell ya.”

Cheerilee paused and blinked as she shut the door. She then rubbed one of her ears and commented, “Er…what did she just…say exactly?”

“She’s saying that everything is better in Manehattan now,” Pale relayed, “Which is good because that’s kinda where I grew up, ya know?”

“I remember,” Cheerilee replied with a nod, “I’ve actually been meaning to visit there, but I heard the crime rate was rather high there…or is that Chicoltgo?”

“Nah, Chicoltgo’s got more of a cartjackin’ problem,” Babs explained, “Manehattan’s usually gotta deal with the occasional mobsta and whatnot, but nothin’ really maja (major). It’s actually Haylem that’s got the biggest problems but that’s a story for anotha time.”

“Well, I’m just glad Manehattan’s slums are cleaner,” Pale added, then steered the conversation in a different direction. “So what brings you here, Babs? Everything okay back home?”

Babs rubbed her hoof against the back of her neck and continued, “Yeah and naw. Shit’s mostly betta, but there’s sompony in particulah that I think ya might wanna check out. Ya remembah Suri Polomare, yeah?”

“I do, we placed her in a Pony Protection Program so that should be kept safe from Svengallop when she was involved in one of his crimes. We recently released her and allowed her to strike back out on her own. I assume she went back to Manehattan, yeah?”

“Yuppa--but last I heard of her, she was busy tryin’a find work there again since her family kinda disowned ‘er. Just kinda wantya’ta check things out for me…” she looked down at the floor, “Hate’ta ask this of ya since I know ya tryin’a take a break, but…”

Pale shook his head. “It’s fine. I’m more than willing to go check things out. If anything, it might be a nice little trip back home. I’ve been meaning to head back there sometime soon anyway.” He looked at Cheerilee. “Wanna head there with me, hun? I don’t think Cozy should come along because it’s likely that the Bitalian Mob is still around.”

“I thought they had changed their ways to focus more on expanding their restaurant and bakery businesses,” Cheerilee expressed her concern, “Are they really back to their old ways?”

Pale grabbed his detective hat from off the nearby rack. “Only one way to find out.”

Back To Manehattan

And so we were off to Manehattan. On the train ride there, I had carefully ascertained Suri Polomare’s possible location. If she was involved with the mob, then I’d have to do what I always did in order to keep my home safe--

“...Brudda, are ya talkin’ta someone, or?”

Pale pressed the button on a tape recorder and put it away. “It’s just what I always do when I get ready to head somewhere where there might be trouble.”

“Don’t worry yaself,” Babs replied as she leaned back against the seat of the train, “We can stay with my Aunt and Uncle Orange ‘till ya find whatcha lookin’ for.”

Cheerilee spoke up in response, “Ah--those are also Applebloom’s aunt and uncle, correct? Would they be okay with us?”

“The married couple that save the entiya planet?” Babs rolled her eyes with a sly grin on her face, “Nah. They ain’t gon’ give a damn aboutcha--” she snarked sarcastically, then added, “Of course they’d be happy’ta have ya. They run the entire Orange juice production company for the continent, so keep in mind that they’s a bit…uppity.”

Pale raised a brow and asked, “‘Canterlot’ uppity or just ‘moderately’ uppity?”

“Oh nah--nowhere near as bad as them headasses from Cantalot,” Babs clarified with a chuckle. “In fact, I think ya might like my old man--Uncle Orange that is.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. You’ll see,” Babs snickered to herself, much to the bated excitement of Cheerilee.

One train ride and an invitation into the Orange Family Suite later…

A few bellhop ponies had taken Pale and Cheerilee’s bags and escorted them to the main hall where Babs’ Uncle Orange had been waiting for them. He was a dull-yellow stallion with a green mane, blue eyes and an orange fruit for a cutie mark. Despite being rather aged with clear wrinkles under his eyes, his jawline and physique were still in rather good shape for a stallion that was pushing into his early sixties.

“Hoi there, how are you all doing on this fine day?” he greeted them with a rather pristine, slightly foreign accent. “It does me well to see you in good health my dear Babs. And I see you brought that well-to-do foalhood friend of yours and his wife. Welcome to you both.”

Pale paused for a moment as he listened to the stallion speak. “...Well that’s hella unexpected--I mean, er--thank you, Mr. Orange--”

“Please, call me Mosely,” Babs’ uncle replied.

Babs herself would then speak up, “Hey, where’s Anty?” she asked in reference to her aunt.

“She’s currently…in a meeting with some of her fellow females,” he explained with a sigh, “You know how long mares can go on talking for.”

“Uh-huh…” Babs replied sarcastically, then beckoned Cheerilee to follow her. “C’mon, Teach. Lemme see if we can’t find Anty.”

“Oh, alright--” she looked at Pale and said, “See you in a bit, dear.”

Pale nodded as they left, then looked at Mosely Orange. “Your niece was kind enough to lend us a close place to stay in the city. I’m actually here on business at the moment, so I wanna extend my thanks to you, sir.”

“Don’t worry,” Mosely replied, “We know of the good deeds you’ve performed for this world. Not to mention, as this is your hometown, we would be remiss if we didn’t at least offer your assistance whenever you needed it. Make yourself at home, Pale Vestige.”

“Appreciated--I’m actually about to head out right now and--”

But before he’d leave, their conversation would be interrupted by a pair of mares that rounded the corner. A green unicorn and a purple pegasus both dressed in silky black dresses and adorned with various pieces of jewelry included necklaces and bracelets.

“Hey, Mosely--don’t forget we have our little…meeting scheduled for tonight, hm?” the unicorn cooed to him while grabbing one of his hooves.

“Hey, don’t forget about me,” said the pegasus, “He’s got a teatime with me in about an hour or two.”

Pale stared in awe for a moment as Uncle Orange rolled his eyes.

“Come now, ladies. An esteemed guest is present. I’ll get back to you when I can, hm?”

“Alright--but don’t forget,” the unicorn huffed as she walked off, followed by the pegasus mare doing the same.

Moseley chuckled, then sighed as he looked at Pale. “Ah…I suppose you’re curious as to who those two were.”

“...I’ll be honest--yeah I am,” Pale tilted his head, “Just who were they?”

“Well, to put it plainly, they’re my fourth and fifth wives,” Mosely explained, “I know it might come as a shock to a pony native to Equestria such as yourself, but it’s actually a rather fairly common practice where I hail from.”

Now more invested, Pale would then ask. “Wait…where are you from exactly, sir?”

“Follow me, Pale,” Mosely turned and started leading him down a hallway of orange and white carpet past various historical portraits of mares and stallions that lined the walls. “Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that my ponish dialect isn’t exactly…standard for what you’d call a Manehattan pony, hm?”

“Spot on,” Pale thought to himself, then spoke aloud. “You must’ve noticed my reaction when you spoke, huh?

“That I did. We’re also known as the Flimish--a group of ponies who were led by a king who routinely took in multiple wives once he noticed the declining population of stallions…due to the wars that his stallions waged under his command,” Mr. Orange pointed to a portrait of a thin, beige pegasus stallion with a crown. “That was King Aubergine II.”

“Yikes…The Featherlands must’ve been a rather small kingdom if it was that afraid of being overtaken,” Pale commented, then noticed the resemblance in jawline between Mr. Orange and the stallion in the painting. “Hm--but it checks out. I can almost certainly believe that you were related. So I imagine the kings after him continued this tradition in order to keep the population numbers up, huh?”

“Essentially,” Moseley answered with a nod, “In the end, it’s helped a tad. The ratio of stallions that exist now is better than it used to be but it still needs improvement. And that’s why…I’ve tried my best to keep it alive ever since I moved to Manehattan and married into the Orange family.”

Pale listened closely and raised a brow. “Ah--so you took the name of your wife, hm?”

“Indeed. That was the deal I made with her parents--effectively tying me down to them in exchange for starting up another herd. That way, they knew I wouldn’t dare betray Berga’s love.”

“...Berga?”

“My apologies--that’s my wife’s given name--Bergamot. Bergamot Orange.”

“Ah, I understand now….hrm…” Pale muttered as he marveled at the paintings on the wall. “And you’re legally married to each one of the mares you have in your family?”

“Somewhat--it’s more of a ceremonial title than anything, but yes in a way. Come to think of it, Babs tells me that you’re starting up a herd of your own, yes?”

Pale shook his head and waved his hoof to deny it. “Oh no-no-no! It’s nothing crazy like that. I’m…considering it, but at the moment it’s mostly to provide sexual healing to mares that need it. My wife, Cheerilee comes first.”

Moseley put a hoof on Pale’s shoulder and went on. “Son, I’ve been carrying five marriages for the last forty-something years. If this old bastard can do it, then I don’t think you’ll have any problems.” He then patted Pale on the back of his neck, causing the detective stallion to cough up some air.

“Oof-! I…appreciate your vote of confidence, Moseley.”

Just then, their conversation would be interrupted by Aunt Orange walking down the hall with her mane undone and nearly hanging to her knees--somewhat steamed with a towel wrapped around her body, indicating that she had recently left the shower.

“Oh, is that Pale Vestige, hun?” she called out, “I actually have some important news to share about one of the local families here in Manehattan.”

Babs and Cheerilee were close behind her with the latter speaking first.

“...I took the liberty of explaining our problems to her,” said the teacher mare with a bashful smile on her face, “Sorry, Paley.”

“No no, don’t be, Cheery…I’m actually interested in hearing what she has to say.”

Suits Galore

We all sat down for some of their special blend of citrus coffee as I listened to what Aunt Orange had to say regarding the recent rumors about mobster activity in Manehattan.

“So yeah, long story short, I’ve heard from Mista Portobello’s wife that the Diavolo Family is back to their old ways of sellin’ illegal substances like drugs. And theys apparently got some new lady doin’ they dirty work and usin’ a tailor business down on 3rd Street as a cover for what they really doin’.”

“Sounds pretty…messy,” Cheerilee spoke up after a moment and looked at Pale, “What do you think we should do about this, hun?”

“There is no ‘we’,” Pale replied with his hooves folded, “If this is true, then this is the last major crime family in Manehattan and I’m gonna snuff ‘em out myself.”

“Here’s the thing, brudda--it’s plausible that Suri Polomare’s workin’ for ‘em. She just ain’t got no clue what they doin’.”

Pale sighed and shook his head. “They likely took advantage of her passion for clothes just to get another money mule into their doors. Sick freaks. I’m gonna go see what I can find,” he got up from the table, and started to walk off, much to the dismay of Cheerilee.

“Uch--Pale--! You can’t do that alone-!” she shouted while frantically flailing her hoof in the air, but the stallion had already rounded the corner to leave the building.

But Uncle Orange spoke his mind to ease her pain, “Let him go. That husband of yours is more than capable of dealing with some lowlife thugs.”

Cheerilee rolled her eyes and looked at Babs with a pleading expression. “Would you mind, please sweetie?”

“Yeah yeah I’ll watch over him,” Babs answered and got up from the table, “Just calm ya teats, Teach. Go check out the Square Garden in the meantime, eh?”

“...That place does sound pretty nice…” she muttered as she looked out of the window that overlooked the Madison Mare Garden--a mares-only locale that contained various spas and other amenities. “Alright. I’ll trust my hubby and go relax for a bit. So long as you watch over him, Babs.”

“He’s my brotha. I’mma always have his back.” Babs affirmed as she walked out of the room, much to the delight of her aunt and uncle.

Uncle Orange would comment first, “Just like the kings of old…your husband is going to do just fine, Mrs. Cheerilee.”

“Thank you, Mr. Orange,” Cheerilee replied with a smile as she thought about the Garden for a moment. “I might be able to find something nice there for him when he gets back…”

With Pale…

It didn’t take me long to find this tailor shop. It was a small one on a corner that specialized in clothes made exclusively for stallions. A very rare type of store given the aforementioned imbalance of the sexes. A nice cover for whatever operation they had planned. If Suri Polomare was here, then I’d be remiss--I really thought she’d find a new calling in life that would keep her out of trouble, but this time, she’d be caught on the puppet strings of someone else…if the rumors were true, that is.

Pale continued down the street until he came up to the shop that rested on the corner street. Above the double doors was a simple black, rectangular sign that read, ‘Alfredo’s Suits & Ties’.

“Hm…a pretty average-looking place from the outside,” Pale thought to himself, “Let’s head on in.”

He pulled one of the doors open and was greeted with the hefty scent of clothing starch as he saw rows upon rows of suits made for bulky stallion bodies on clothing racks all around him. The sleek, brown hardwood floors smoothly clacked under his hooves with each step he took which were accented by the calming, dull-green paint on the walls.

And just ahead of him, at the front desk, the mare taking calls and managing ponies’ information was none other than…

“Mm-hmm. I got it, mmkay--you have a nice day too, baby.”

Suri Polomare. She had just finished taking a call and behind her was another row of suits that were clad in plastic wrapping--indicating that this business also did dry cleaning as well.

“Welcome to ‘Fredo’s,” Suri called out, then blinked upon seeing who had come to visit, “What can I--wait. Pale? How are ya, sweetie?”

Pale continued looking around the lobby of the store until he approached the front desk where Suri was located. “...Hey, Suri. I see that you’ve found yourself a new job, huh? I hope it’s been going well for ya.”

“Oh it…it totally has!” she answered hesitantly, “I’ve been stuck in this position for the last few months, but I’m still working my way up so I can become a manager. I’ve always loved working in the textile industry, so I figured this would be good for me, mmkay?”

With her hesitation noted in the back of his mind, Pale approached this as carefully as possible. “...Are you sure? Working in a tailor shop seems nice and all, but are you certain your employers are the type of ponies you want to be working for?”

Suri’s eyes darted upwards and to the left before focusing on Pale once more. “Uh…whaddya mean? Ms. Diavolo’s just fine to work for. She pays well and gives me ample time off too.”

The classic sign of falsehood didn’t slip past Pale, however he didn’t want to blow a case open right away without enough evidence to back it up.

“I see,” he replied, “Is there any chance that I could speak with her?”

“N-no!” Suri gasped, then exhaled, “...no. It’s likely that she’s very busy right now.”

“...Okay then,” Pale replied as he turned around to get ready to leave, but was stopped dead in his tracks by a white pegasus mare who came down the nearby staircase wearing a gilded necklace. She had red eyes and a cutie mark that depicted a needle and thread.

“Ah--Pale-a Vestige!” the mare approach him and mashed his cheeks together in her hooves, “You’re-a quite the celebrity around here! I’m-a humbled to have you here in my humble abode. What-a can I do for you? You may call me Miss Dia.”

“Bleegh!” His speech was garbled for a moment when she grabbed the sides of his face, and he had to pry himself off of her. “Nothing in particular, thank you. I was just here on some business but I’ve pretty much found what I was looking for. Please carry on with your day,” and with that, he turned to leave and started to trot out of the store.

“Oh well-a, have a nice-a day!” Ms. Dia waved as he left, waiting for Pale to disappear from sight completely, then turned to Suri with a cold expression on her face. “Did you say anything to him?”

“N-no! I swear!” Suri pleaded with a nervous expression as she grit her teeth. “I’d never tell him anything, ‘kay! I don’t even know him.”

The pegasus mare stared at Suri for a moment, and narrowed her eyes. “Come to my office. Now.”

Meanwhile, outside…

Babs was walking down the street, and had just watched Pale leave the tailor shop from a block away. “Hm….”

Threading Her Needle

See, I left as a classic fakeout tactic in order to give Diavolo a false sense of security. If she really was on the up and up, then I’d have to see for myself when she thinks she isn’t being watched.

And that’s why I was on the roof of the building, having climbed up here via a grappling hook…which was really just a bunch of rope tied to an old fishing pole, but still. I made my way downstairs through the door on the top floor, and snuck into the building…

As Pale made his way through, his ear flicked when he heard a conversation in the distance in on one of the lower floors. “...”

“...don’t-a get cushy with an officer,” a familiar voice boomed, “He’ll be the one to take you away from everything that you’ve ever wanted. That’s not-a what you want…is it, my dear?”

“...N-no…” he heard Suri reply.

“Good-a. Don’t you forget it. Around here, I give the orders. The girls and I are prepping to bring in some new stuff tonight, so you better keep-a quiet, understand? You know what’ll happen if you don’t…”

Suri spoke up in a panicked state. “Y-yes, ma’am. I got it, okay?”

“Hmph. You’re dismissed for the day.”

And with that, the conversation ended, and Suri began to walk downstairs towards the front lobby where she’d eventually leave the building.

Pale made a mental note to ask one of his crewmates to perform a sweep of this place, but wanted to check on Suri first.

“If there’s evidence to be found, I need to talk to her.”

Pale would tail Suri back to her apartment complex--the fifth floor and in the middle of a hallway of brown carpet and white walls. He knocked on the door he watched her enter, and she answered moments later.

“Uhh…Pale?” she asked as she stuck her head out of the door, “Is everything alright?”

“...Not really, no. I saw everything.”

Suri’s pupils shrank as she bit her lip, then she sighed and relented. “...dammit. I can’t hide anything from Equestria’s greatest detective, eh?”

“Is that what they’re calling me now?” Pale shook his head and got back on topic. “Look. If you tell me what’s going on, I can guarantee your safety. If not, then…”

Suri cut him off, “Okay okay! Look, just…come inside, ‘kay?”

Pale entered her studio apartment, to which Suri quickly shut the door behind him.

“...Alright, I’ll tell ya everything I know, ‘kay? Just so long as you do me a favor in return.”

“And that would be--hey?!”

Suddenly, Suri invaded his personal space by rushing up to him and pressing her snout against his. “Fuck me like a whorse! I can’t stand this life anymore, but I…kinda wanna know that it’s like’ta have sex with a stallion that won’t beat me.”

“Wait what?” Pale took a literal step back followed by a figurative one. “Hold the phone--could that be the reason why you were so rude to Coco Pommel in the past? You were accustomed to an abusive relationship and didn’t know how to express yourself otherwise--is that close?”

“...I guess?” Suri idly dragged one of her hooves on the floor, “The guy that hurt me is in jail now, so don’t worry. But I uh…” she tilted her head with a nervous, wide smile on her face and continued, “I may have heard about your little herd from a certain someone we both know.”

All Pale could do was roll his eyes and sigh, but then he gave it some more thought.

“...while she is desperate, it’s clear that her life has gone through a series of ups and downs that won’t be easily resolved anytime soon. That is of course, unless I offer to take her into my safety directly and watch over her as best I can.”

Suri spoke up, “...Ya don’t have to, ‘kay? I was just kinda messin’ around. I’m…kinda ugly anyway, so…”

“...Don’t sell yourself so short,” he replied, “You’re rather good-looking and I’ll be happy to help you. So long as we can crack this case open.”

Her face lit up with a hopeful smile. “So…you don’t mind bangin’ me?”

“...I suppose I can deal with it, yes,” he muttered through his teeth, though he was actually interested in giving her some much-needed comfort anyway. After all, Suri had never known true safety…until now that is.

“Great, cuz there’s this sick thing I’ve been itching to try out but could never find a guy willing to do it with me--” Suri rushed off to a nearby closet…

That’s when Pale reached into his coat and took out the device that Moondancer gave him. “Well…may as well see how it works in the field.”

With a quick activation of the Anthros Necklace…

Pale soon found himself in his anthro form once again, albeit this time with some clothes--specifically boxer briefs.

Suri was also in an anthro form. Her entire body was rather well-rounded with plump, perky breasts, thick, flabby thighs, and a decently sized butt that jiggled. The items she got from her closet conformed to her body and adjusted to being lingerie--specifically a black set of garter straps attached to stockings. Her thighs were so thick that they spilled out over her stockings and the garter straps were clinging tightly to her body and sinking into her skin a little.

And on her upper half, Suri wore a black corset that also clung to her body and was barely able to contain her breasts. “Mm…is this some kinda magic? I think I like it,” she said with her usual giggle. “‘Kay, now hold still with your eyes shut, ‘kay?”

Pale shut his eyes…and found himself tied to a chair via rope with his legs spread apart.

“Open ‘em.”

And when he opened his eyes, he watched as Suri drew her foot against his crotch--her heel pressed against the bottom of his shaft as her polished, freshly pedicured toes grinding against his tip.

“M…M-Ms Polomare…” he huffed, “Is this what you’ve been looking to do to me this whole time?”

“Well duh,” she added with a snarky grin as she continued to press her foot against his shaft that was slowly hardening, “Who wouldn’t wanna bag the world’s greatest detective? And now you’re all mine~” she said with a wink.

“Gahh…do what you please, heathen,” Pale replied with a huff as his member swelled within the boxers--pitching a tent in the process, “Ngh…I’m only doing this for the sake of helping you get to safety.”

“Mkaaaaay, but is that the real reason?” Suri teased him as she continued to grind her foot against his hard shaft--the added friction from his member being stroked off within the fabric of the underwear caused him to moan, much to Suri’s delight. “‘Cuz it sounds like you enjoy this whole ‘mustang’ lifestyle where you get to fuck multiple mares.” She then pushed his member down, placing her foot on top of it where she proceeded to grind his shaft into the seat. “Ain’t that right~?”

“Arrrgh…” Pale growled from the way her foot teased his shaft within the undies. His erection was still growing and slowly tearing the pair of blue briefs apart at the seams! “M-maybe…s-so what?”

“You don’t wanna admit that you love it,” Suri went on, and teased him further by leaning over and jiggling her pink, corset-clad cleavage in front of his face. “You wanna fuck ‘em all in a big orgy…all those mares praising as their harem master with your wife Cheerilee loving on you…”

Pale really didn’t want to admit to that as he adamantly shook his head. “N-no…I-I…aaaah~!”

But it was hard to resist when Suri used her toes to pull back the boxers and fully expose Pale’s large, girthy, pulsating shaft. “Well, looks like your other head is honest at least,” she said with her usual giggle as she squeezed the tip of his cock with her toes--expanding and contracting them to further stimulate him with her pristine, silky digits. “Just admit it, ‘kay?”

“F-fuck…that’s too good…” he gasped and started to pant as he watched her toes continuously grab at the tip of his member--as if she was trying to pull his orgasm up and out of his testes. Something that could likely be attributed to her skill with attention to detail with her earth pony magic.

“Well?” she asked as she sped up her actions, stimulating him with her toes even faster. “What’s it gonna be? You gonna be honest or what, Pale?”

“O-okay, yes!” he yelped, “I-I want it badly…just please let me cum on those feet of yours…”

“Good boy~!” Suri would oblige as she sat on the side of the bed and wrapped both of her feet around his shaft, now stroking him off with all ten of her silky toes at once. “Now give it to me, ‘kay?”

“Arrrrghhh~!”

With her toes gripping at his shaft tightly with every stroke, Pale couldn’t put up a fight any longer and spewed perfectly straight lines of semen onto her legs and feet as he moaned aloud. Suri kept ahold of him--squeezing his shaft with her toes to force his cum out as if she were violently choking a tube of toothpaste--forcing him to give up everything he had for the moment with thick globs of white landing on her legs.

“Damn…” Suri raised her feet and watched as his seed dripped off of her legs with an impressed, smug smile on her face with half-lidded eyes. “You’re a real bronco, huh Pale? I can see why so many mares want you~”

“Gaaagh…would you please just give me the information now?” he asked bashfully, trying his best to avoid looking at the rest of her body.

But Suri wouldn’t let him have it so easily. “Aw, c’mon, Pale. Didja really think I’d give in after one orgasm when I know you can do more than that?” she commented while gazing at him intently, licking her lips.

Pale puffed out his cheeks in response. He couldn’t deny that his member was still fully erect and demanding more of her attention. Something that Suri’s dripping pussy was all too eager to enjoy.

“Argh…fine…but you better hold up your end of the deal,” he grumbled.

“I promise I will, mkay?” she undid the ropes that bound his body and gave him a simple command, “Now get on the bed.”

Meanwhile, just outside in the hallway…

“Now where in the hell is he?” Babs muttered to herself as she listened in closely to each apartment building’s door. “C’mon, Babs--if ya can’t keep a promise ya mad to his wife then what the hell are ya doin’...?”

Luckily, she wouldn’t have to worry for too much longer. Some familiar voices soon came into earshot as she rounded the corner to approach the next set of apartment doors.

“Wait a minute…what’s goin’ on ova here?”

She could hear faint gasps and moans coming from one of the doors, to which she approached. But as soon as Babs entered the radius of the spell…

Wooosh!

Her body changed to that of a typical ‘biker’ girl once she became anthropomorphic. Babs now wore a leather jacket on her upper half which was unzipped and exposed her muscular, chiseled abdomen which was rounded out by a sizable pair of breasts contained by a gray sports bra alongside gray shorts and purple sneakers.

“What in the mothasuckin’--is this some kinda weirdo freakazoid magic or sumthin’?” she commented as she looked over her body, but she knew she wouldn’t find an answer by simply standing around outside, so she took her newfound hand and twisted the knob to open the door…

Plap--plap--plap--!

“Augh! Yes…grab my milkers, and cum a lot, mkay~?”

Suri had been riding Pale’s stiff cock with reckless abandon, moaning to the heavens as she came down upon him each time. Her wet pussy left a shiny sheen along his cock that made it easy for her to bounce herself up and down upon him. As soon as she spoke, she pulled the corset down to expose her breasts and grabbed Pale’s hands and brought them up to her jiggling bosoms, encouraging him to grope and squeeze them as she rode him.

“Yeah, you like that, don’tcha~?!” Suri squealed as soon as his hands met her plump breasts. She then put her hands behind her head and struck a pose, winking at him while biting her lip as her hips continuously rose and fell upon his shaft.

“S-so damn hot…aughhh…" Pale moaned as he maintained his grip on Suri's breasts--holding her tits tightly--squeezing them and rolling his hands around the curvature of each one.

Suri would then up the ante by grabbing ahold of his wrists, forcing him to grope her further. “C’mon--treat me like your slut, ‘kay? Ahh…mmm…I’m yours, Mr. Detective~!”

Pale’s cock was throbbing and leaking precum as Suri pounded and impaled herself upon him. Her tight walls combined with her repeated speed made it difficult to hold back as his balls swelled from the way her ass slammed down upon them.

“F-fine…you’re miiiine~!!” he squealed as he neared his orgasm from the mare’s powerful slams.

Suri increased her speed further and leaned forward, placing her hands on Pale’s chest to reciprocate the act that she placed onto him--her nipples became erect and started leaking milk all over his face from the state of sheer arousal she was in. And finally… “Omigoooosh~!”

They both came together--Suri slowed to a stop as Pale filled her womb with his cum with her vaginal walls strangling everything out of him, making sure his cum was nearly completely extracted.

And to finish, she raised her hips up, and let the fluids run down Pale’s erect shaft. “...Fuuuck…you’re so damn, good~!” she squealed as she moved Pale’s arms out of the way and brought him into a hug, burying the stallion’s face in her cleavage.

“Mmmph!” Pale squealed in return from both the intense orgasm and the comforting hug, pursing his lips around one of her nipples out of instinct.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the room…

“Goddamn, yo…ya’ll fuckin’ hot…” Babs breathed warmly as she rubbed herself off with one hand in her shorts and her other hand groping herself under her sports bra which caught the attention of both anthro-ponies on the bed.

“...Babs? You’re under the spell too, huh? Shit, my bad…” Pale apologized with a soft shudder.

“Nah, don’t worry aboudid,” Babs replied with a chuckle, “I’m a bit jelly’ta be honest.”

Suri then made a proposal, “Wanna join in?”

Pale simply yelped, “Wait wait--?!”

Meanwhile, in Madison Mare Garden…

Cheerilee was relaxing herself at one of the spas and talking to another mare that was next to her in a hot tub.

“...and that’s basically how you get a room full of crazy foals to calm down,” she finished an explanation.

“Oh wow,” a purple mare with a blonde mane and a pair of glasses on her face, “You’re a real trooper you know that? Now if only I could control a stallion for half as long,” she added with a half-hearted chuckle.

That’s when Cheerilee had an idea, “Well…there might be a solution for that.”

Back with Pale and the gals…

“Okay, Suri--tell us everything you know first,” Pale insisted as he sat up on the edge of the bed.

Suri sat beside him and started off, “Well, to make a long story short, I think I’m working for the mob but I’m not sure. Ms. Diavolo doesn’t seem like she’s a bad pony, but…” she looked away with a regretful expression on her face.

“But…?”

“I’m scared…she kinda talks down to me like I don’t matter to her. Every day and night it’s just--” Suri’s eyes went wide as she realized what she had put Coco through all those years ago. “...Oh shit.”

“It’s hit, hasn’t it?” Pale asked, pulling her in for a hug, “Listen, I’m primed to start investigating once nightfall hits, but we have to make sure you lay low until then. Understand?”

Suri nodded silently. “Got it. Thanks so much, ‘kay?”

“It’s my job--think nothing of it,” Pale replied, then looked at Babs. “Alright--what should we--”

Babs had removed her new leather jacket, leaving her in just her sports bra and shorts as she approached Pale. “Since we ain’t goin’ nowhere until lata--may as well have some fun, yeah? Ain’t fair that she got some’a ya without me.”

Suri giggled as she grabbed ahold of Pale’s shaft and started to stroke him up and down with her hand. “She’s right ya know~”

“Gghh…” Pale bit his lip and sighed, “If it means that you’re under my watch…then I suppose-”

Suddenly, Babs grabbed ahold of Pale and stuffed his head under her sports bra and in between her cleavage. “Brudda--you betta take responsibility. My tits are now up here and they sweatin’ like hell in these clothes!”

Babs’s breasts were much firmer and larger than Suri’s to the point where Pale found himself lost in a sea of darkness and cold sweat from the anthropomorphic earth pony mare’s body.

“Mmmghghg….” Pale sighed happily and drew his tongue across her chest, lapping up whatever sweat he could. The result was a firm erection that would harden in Suri’s hand as the latter continued to stroke him off.

“He can still keep going? Impressive as hell, Big P~”

Babs snickered at the nickname, “I like dat. ‘Big Daddy P’ eh?” she lifted her chest off of Pale’s face, leaving the anthro stallion covered in sweet apple sweat. “How about it?”

“Gghgh…please don’t embarrass me like that…” he humbly replied. “I-I don’t need a crazy title or anything like that. I’m kinda over it--gah!”

Babs had gotten down on her knees and, with her fingerless gloved-hand, grabbed ahold of his girthy shaft and started jerking him off--slowly pumping her hand up and down the length of his equine cock.

“Damn, bro,” Babs commented as she continued to idly stroke his cock with her right hand, “You ain’t eva told me you was this huge. Ya wife must be unable’ta walk straight when ya done.”

“W-well…sometimes--hrrk!” Pale squealed as Babs tightened the grip of her hand, using some of her athletic, mane-cutting earth pony strength to attack the nerves in his cock. “B-Babs!”

“Oh, ya like that, don’tcha? Knew ya would~” And without warning, she took his cock in her mouth, causing Pale to throw his head back and moan passionately as Babs forced her way down to the base of his shaft. “Mmm…gghkk!” she grunted through it and ultimately managed it, then pulled back halfway so that she could jerk him off from the lower halfway point of his cock down to the base with her mouth bobbing back and forth on the front half.

“Damn…dammit…too fuckin’...~! Mmph!”

Suri joined in, holding his face against her breasts but just barely so that he could still watch Babs please him. “I told ya you’d want this, ‘kay? Just let us treat you right~”

“Gahhhhgh…fuck you both…” Pale huffed defiantly as he forced his lips onto Suri’s, lovingly smooching her and moaning into her mouth from Babs’ treatment.

“Mmm..mmm…” Babs used her left hand to continuously rub herself off with her fingers as she jerked Pale off. When she felt his orgasm brewing, she pulled her sports bra down below her breasts, exposing them to him and further enhancing his arousal by teasing him with them. She then pulled his cock out of her mouth, and angled it straight at herself, pointing directly at her naked breasts. “Ya gonna be a fair playa and gimme some too, or do I hafta beat it outta ya?”

“N-no! Agh!” the threat was admittedly arousing for Pale--evidenced by his heavy gasps. He watched as Babs furiously and speedily stroked his cock back and forth towards her tanned breasts which the mare was now teasing him with by pushing them closer and closer to his cock. “Yes…yes…I’m…cumming Baaabs~!!”

And he did--spraying a thick, hot load of white all over Babs’ tits--rope after rope of see coated both of her tan bosoms as Pale moaned to the ceiling. Suri would add to this by kissing along his neck and rubbing one of her hands in circles along his pectoral muscles.

“Hell yeah, brotha!” Babs cheered and quickly followed up by putting her sports bra back on to conceal and encase her breasts which made her cleavage that much tighter. She then brought his cock beneath them and pushed it through her tight, sweaty cleavage and started mashing each of her breasts together with her hands, forcing extra pressure onto his cock as she took them up and down his shaft. “Gimme it all~!”

“S-shit--I can’t…gaaaagh~!”

Yet again, he’d continue cumming, spurting hard and getting more of his hot seed all over her tits as Babs used the power of her cleavage to wring him dry as she put her mouth over his tip to drink up the rest. Lastly, she’d pull her bra down once more to show off how much of his seed had coated her tits and dripped down her cleavage along his shaft…

“...Ghhhfhfh…” Pale huffed and panted with drool leaking from his lips and his hands clutching onto the bedsheets. “...Alright…y-you win…” Pale deactivated the amulet used for the spell, reverting them all back to normal ponies…

Which he quickly took advantage of.

Before the mares could blink, Pale had flung Suri on her back, and Babs on top of her, placing both mares together with their pussies and clits rubbing against each other.

“Agh! What’s the deal?!” Suri yelped.

“H-hey, brudda I was just--eek!” Babs squealed as Pale slapped her flank with his hoof.

“Enough of this,” he huffed as he shoved his cock between both of their pussies--effectively sandwiching himself between them, “You’re my assistants on this case and you’ll do what I say, understand?”

Both mares gasped as Pale ravaged their clits--he fucked them both with all that he had, causing the bed to shake underneath them.

“Augh!” Babs shut one of her eyes and turned her head to look at Pale over her shoulder as her body rippled from the force of his cock. “Agh…mmm…t-that all ya got--yowza!”

Suddenly, he focused solely upon her, and started fucking her sweet apple pussy. It was a tight fit due to how well-built Babs was, but Pale took it as a challenge. Her walls refused to let him go and were clamping down upon him so tightly that it was a battle just to get to her womb.

“S-shit…” Pale moaned as he found himself in a loop of shifting his hips back and forth with his hooves on Babs’ ass--gripping her scissors’ cutie marks. “So…c-close….”

Suri was feeling the pressure from Pale striking Bab’s innards--as their clits were still rubbing against each other and driving her close to another orgasm. “Damn, he’s good~! We need’ta keep him around, ‘kay?”

But Babs was unable to reply as she had fully given in to Pale’s cock. As she lied upon Suri’s body, she started actively thrusting and shaking her hips left and right, bouncing her massive, firm pony ass against his pelvis. Her eyes started rolling back as she moaned aloud with her tongue hanging from her mouth.

“Yeahyeahyeahyeah! Wreck mah fuckin’ pusssyyyyy~!!”

“Grrrrgh~!” Pale had finally managed to pierce to Babs’ womb and immediately felt an entire thick, pastey load of his seed leave his body. Babs’ pussy walls were so strong that she took all of his seed in an instant, and left his balls dry!

“AUGH~!” Suri had also squirted underneath Babs from the pressure of Pale’s thrusts combined with their clits rubbing each other off. The end result was a mixture of fluids from all three ponies dripping down their asses and onto the floor as Babs lied atop Suri and started to smooch her on the lips.

“Damn…” Pale pulled out and finally felt satisfied with the result. Especially now that he had all the evidence he needed. “...I’ll let you two rest. I need to get ready to raid this place tonight.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that both mares were fast asleep and finally tired from all they had been through from Pale and his cock.

Pale took out a candy cigarette from his coat, and bit into it as he left the room. “...Good. Stay safe you two.”

Mobster Cleanup

At the tailor shop, below the main floor…

Ms. Diavolo trotted down the steps into her underground factory where at least three dozen ponies were working on what appeared to be an assembly line of products that were encased in syringes.

“Come on-a! We don’t-a have much time to waste,” she barked at her subordinates, “We need to get all of these products shipped to Saddle Arabia before we get caught. Once there, they’ll be beyond Equestrian jurisdiction and they can’t do a thing about it then.”

“Intesa!” her cronies shouted in response.

Meanwhile, outside…

“You’re good to go, boss.”

“Thanks, Corkscrew,” Pale cricked his neck to the left, then to the right, “It’s showtime. You know what to do, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, boss,” Cork saluted with one of his wings, “I’ll be here as soon as you need me.”

“Good,” Pale would proceed to pick the lock on the door to the store, and enter. “I’ll be right back…”

Down below…

Diavolo and her ponies had nearly finished loading everything up. All that was left now was for them to put all of the crates of syringes onto carts so they could be taken to the nearby shipping port under the cover of night. A perfect plan, in her eyes.

“Perfecto. Everything is going just how I--”

“Hey, miss!” one of her earth pony workers ran up to her, “Miss D--we got a bit of a problem--”

The mare rolled her eyes and groaned. “Ugh--what? What in nonna’s name could-a be wrong right now? We’re about to get our-a products moving out in a minute. Make it-a quick, wouldja?”

Their ears would flick and their eyes would widen as they heard the sound of multiple ponies grunting and falling to the floor. Several strikes and blows were traded over the course of the last thirty seconds indicating the sounds of hoof-to-hoof combat.

SLAM!

A stallion’s body was sent through one of the nearby doors and flopped on the ground next to Diavolo with his hooves cuffed behind his back--fully unconscious.

Everyone looked up to see…absolutely no one in the doorway.

“What the--get up there and deal with it!” Diavolo shouted, and turned her attention to the other ponies that were busy loading up the carts that were nearly ready to leave the garage. “And you all--hurry yourselves up and--”

But as soon as she looked over, she saw that every single one of her workers had also been cuffed and subdued just as the first pony was.

“Oh no…” Now that she was alone, Diavolo flew into a panic--literally. She flapped her wings and flew into the air so that she’d have a full view of the room from the ceiling. “C-come on out ya coward! You ain’t-a so tough if you’re-a just gonna hide!” she spitefully yelled through her quivering lips to hide her fear.

CLINK!

“AGH!”

Out of nowhere, her wings were suddenly cuffed together. She was forced to stop flying and fell down to the floor with a hard thud as she yelled out various obscenities in a different language.

Moments later, Pale walked out to greet her from behind one of the crates in the room. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you. But I’m sure you’ve heard the rest by this point, hm?”

“Gaaah! You’ve made-a big-a mistake!” Diavolo bit down on her lip and let out a shrill whistle…

Which alerted more pony guards to Pale’s position. Various unicorns teleported into the room with their horns flashing and prepped to strike as they surrounded Pale in a circular position.

“Ha!” the pegasus boss shouted from the floor, “Who’s-a laughing now, officer? Now I might-a be swayed to let you go if you join us…”

His answer was obvious.

“I don’t think so. You’re all headed to prison for peddling illegal substances and abusing them--”

Before he could finish that sentence, Pale was bum rushed by a few of the unicorns, but Pale would quickly subdue them as well. First, he leapt forward and dropkicked one of them, sending the first unicorn into a wall. Then, once he was on the floor, he tripped the other two by punching the floor with his hoof hard enough to cause a small quake that caused them both to fall forward, horn-first, disrupting their magic in the process. Pale would then place cuffs on them both, but was caught off-guard when a rogue blast from another unicorn’s horn struck him from behind.

“...!”

It was a paralysis spell…or it was supposed to be. In reality, the unicorn mare that thought she had caught the detective off guard with a snide grin on her face would almost instantly change her expression to a strained grimace once she realized Pale was actively fighting against it. She broke a sweat trying to maintain the hold on him…to no avail.

ZAP!

With a grunt, Pale overpowered, and broke out of the unicorn’s spell which sent her into a momentary daze due to being mentally drained from trying to hold it against the well-built earth pony stallion. It was foal’s play for him to overcome, and he immediately tackled that mare and cuffed her up as well.

“...”

The last five unicorns stared at him blankly--clearly not expecting him to break out of the spell so easily.

But Ms. D refused to give up so easily. Even while she was restrained. “What are you waiting-a for? Get him!”

Against their better judgment, the unicorns would charge at Pale with various weapons raised in their magical grip.

One pony tried to stab him with an ice pick that pale swiftly kicked out of his attacker’s hoof followed by lifting the unicorn over his body with a swift suplex--slamming his opponent into the ground where they could be seen with cuffs on their hooves shortly after.

Next, two unicorn stallions would attempt to attack Pale at once with throwing knives, but they would miss each time as the detective effortlessly dodged their attacks with a bored frown on his face as if he could see their attacks coming. The stallions would grow increasingly frustrated with their failed attempts as each of their knives flew through the air and lodged themselves in the walls with sharp shnk! noises.

Pale would grab one of the knives in his teeth and speak through it, “Ya know. You’re both pretty bad at this. As a fellow Yorker, let me show you how you really throw a knife.”

With a swift turn of his neck, Pale released the knife from his teeth and tossed it at a 45-degree angle…away from the stallions?

“Ha, yous missed,” one of them said.

“No,” Pale replied, “I don’t think I did.”

Dink!

Plink!

What Pale had actually done was throw the knife at one of the wooden wheels attached to the cart they were planning to use for transport, causing it to destroy the tire, ricochet off, and--

Crack!

Knock out the lightbulb that was above them. In the darkness, pale was able to quickly overtake the pair and cuff them as well.

But just then, the low humming of the light would resume as one of the last two unicorns replaced it via levitation.

“Oh come on-a!” Diavolo complained as she angrily shouted to the heavens while wiggling her hooves, “How-a many of you fools does it take to change a lightbulb and defeat one pony?!”

Pale looked at the last two unicorns and shook his head. “Just stand down and make this easier for yourselves. I don’t think you want an assault on an officer charge on your record as well.”

For a moment, it seemed as if they were going to surrender. One of the unicorns got down on his knees…but then quickly fired off a laser spell from his horn!

Foreseeing this, Pale would grab ahold of the magical laser with his teeth! Then, he would apply his own earth pony magic to the laser in order to make it not only harmless, but tangible as well. The end result was a white laser that was something more akin to rope attached to the stallion’s horn.

Then, he gave a powerful tug and forced the stallion towards him, much to the unicorn’s peril as he yelped aloud.

“Ey what the--?!”

Pale held up his hoof, and delivered a nasty clothesline to the stallion, knocking him out cold and cuffing him as well. He then looked at the last unicorn standing…who had already willingly gave up--much to the annoyance of Diavolo.

“Ugh! You-a ponies are like-a rats! Useless! All of you are-a useless!”

“You all never learn. This is a clean city and I intend on keeping it that way,” Pale walked over to the garage door and pushed a button for it to open…where Corkscrew had been waiting with Quick Draw and the rest of the local Manehattan Police Department.

“Goddamn, he does it again,” Quick commented with a chuckle. “We’ll take it from here.”

“Yeah! That’s my boss!” Cork proudly proclaimed with a flap of his wings. “Er…our boss.”

Pale rolled his eyes. “And here I thought I was gonna be able to relax on this trip. Sorry you two.”

“Make up for it by inviting me next time,” Quick Draw said with a half-lidded, teasing smile as she bumped her flank against Pale’s, “...big daddy ‘P’.”

“...How do you--”

“Let’s get a move on, everypony! Sweep this area and raid it! Let’s go, let’s go!” Corkscrew commanded the other officers who followed him inside.

Pale simply sighed to himself as he watched his friends work. “...Yeah they haven’t changed at all. Love to see it.”

Heading Back Home

Just like clockwork--another successful case cracked by Pale Vestige. The Diavolo crime family was put entirely out of business and all of their associates were arrested. Many a headline in the newspaper would revere Pale’s deeds, much to the embarassment of the detective.

“...’He Returns To Save Us All’, ‘Pale Strikes Again’, ‘The Real-Life Batstallion’?” Pale tossed the newspaper on the table and covered his eyes with his hooves. “That’s just embarrassing. They really didn’t have to do me like that.”

Cheerilee kissed him on the cheek and consoled him. “Oh, don’t worry, sweetie. They just want to acknowledge how great you are--especially since you’re from here.”

“I suppose you have a point,” he replied as he started to think about Suri. “Now what am I gonna do with her…”

“Do you have something in mind, Pale?” Cheeriilee asked.

Pale and Cheerilee were the first to awaken within the Orange Family penthouse. Babs had brought Suri there the previous night so Pale could decide how he would proceed with her going forward.

Ultimately, he came to the conclusion…

“I don’t think she’ll ever be safe left to her own devices,” Pale explained, “She needs a decently-paying job that makes use of her skills while also keeping her in a safe position.”

Cheerilee’s face lit up. “Ooh! I know. I think she should be--”

“I was thinking of hiring her as--”

“Your personal tailor!”

“My personal tailor.”

They spoke in unison, then had a small laugh afterwards.

“Ah…yeah, you were thinking the same thing too, huh?” Pale said with a grin.

“Of course,” Cheerilee replied, “Realistically speaking, because she’s been blacklisted from the industry, her options for employment are still rather limited. It’s a shame, really…”

“Yeah. The people who want to turn their lives around are often punished just as harshly as criminals who refuse to change.” Pale shrugged his shoulders. “I suppose I’ll have to kickstart some changes for the better. Starting with her. I’ll take her on as a new hire and see how she reacts.”

“Plus, we’ll be able to keep her close not only for her safety, but for…fun times too, maybe?” Cheerilee purred in his ear, then giggled. “Only if she wants that is.”

Pale rolled his eyes. “Maybe. For the moment, I’m just glad we’ll be able to get home safely. Manehattan is in good hooves with Babs here.”

“Damn straight, brudda….aaahhh…” a groggy Babs seed walked by and commented after a yawn, “If I eva need ya help with somethin’, I’ll be sure to ask ya again in the futcha.”

“Not a problem, Babs,” Pale replied with a smile, “But don’t be afraid to visit us in Ponyville sometime, eh? It’s nice and quiet over there.”

Babs rubbed her eyes and smirked at Cheerilee. “Based on whatcha wife has told me…I think I’mma come on by real soon.”

Pale looked at Cheerilee with a raised brow. “Hm?”

“You’ll see eventually, dear~”

A few days later…

So when we got back to Ponyville, I made sure Suri got a house that was close to us and informed her of the new position that I wanted her to fill.

“...Yes! I-I’d love to work on clothes for the agency,” she agreed with her usual giggle, “It’ll help keep me outta trouble that’s for sure.”

“Good to hear,” Pale replied as he got ready to leave. “And if my wife asks you to join us in some crazy sexual shenanigans, please don’t accept if you’re too busy with work.”

“...I think I’ll use those as my chance for breaks, ‘kay?” Suri answered with a snicker. “But I appreciate it. I’ll get started on your spare hats for you, ‘kay?”

Pale nodded and confirmed his order with a bag of bits. “I want 50 of them by the end of the month. Thanks, Suri.”

The earth pony mare accepted his offer with a gleeful hug. “Thank you, Pale!”

And she shut her door before immediately getting started on her next pieces of clothing designed specifically for the pony agencies including the likes of Pale’s side and Lyra’s side. It was a surefire way for her to earn a living while also remaining safe under the watch of the ponies who employed her. A fitting end to her tale.

Now that he had a break, Pale would return to Tree Hugger for more of her recreational herbs at the local marketplace in Ponyville.

“...and I handed them over to the proper authorities of that region,” Pale finished up his explanation, “I honestly don’t understand why they don’t just do what you do and sell legal substances, Tree. Apparently they were trying to sell Poison Joke Oil.”

“Eh, the stuff they were trying to peddle is worth a lot, man. It’s also waaaay dangerous,” she explained with her usual smile disappearing, “Poison Joke Oil is no joke at all. Somebody could get a heart attack from that stuff.”

Pale shook his head in disgust. “Diabolical…at least they’re behind bars now. Everything was fine here while I was gone, hm?”

Tree’s smile returned. “Yeah, yeah. Totally. Although…I think someone was at your house looking for you. I saw someone knock on your door a few times then leave. They might still be around.”

“Hm. Wonder who that could be,” Pale muttered as he accepted one of her brownies. “Thanks, Tree. I’ll go check it out now.”

As he left, Tree would wave him off. “See ya. Be sure to come back sometime when I’m off, yeah?”

“...I might--”

Once Pale was out of sight and earshot of the marketplace, Quick Draw would approach her stall. “...Ms. Hugger?”

“Hm? What’s up, ma’am?”

“...I need your help.”

Meanwhile…

Pale arrived at his house and a few moments later, he’d be approached by a familiar face that he had spoken to in the past.

“Well if it isn’t the stallion that’s saved the world…”

Pale turned around to see… “Ms. Tempest?”

Spell Test On Cheerilee

“A friend of mine and I want to speak with you,” Tempest explained, “Is it alright if she and I speak with you and your wife?”

Pale thought it over and responded as he rubbed the side of his head with his hoof. “Tomorrow morning, maybe. I’m beat from a job that I just completed not long ago and I need a moment to relax, alright?”

“I understand,” Tempest replied with a nod as she started to trot off, “Oh and I appreciate what your friend did for me and my horn,” she tilted her head down to show off her mechanical horn that was attached to the stub where her biological one had been broken.

“That was Neon, yeah,” Pale replied, “He’s the current manager of the Batling Prosthetics Company, so I’ll be sure to let him know. For now…I need to veg out.”

“Of course--take your time, sir. Have a good day!” Tempest waved as she left.

Pale would make his way to Cheerilee’s house and huff as he stepped into her doorway. Cheerilee was currently in the kitchen stirring something in a pot on the stove.

“Blech,” he muttered as he flopped onto the couch. “Dealing with mobsters is never easy. Sucks to see what could’ve been good citizens fall to criminal activity…”

Cheerilee walked from around the couch and sat next to him. “Don’t worry yourself, sweetums. After all, they chose to dive deeper into a more vile way of life. It’s not your fault.”

“Of course not…” he sighed and shook his head. “Meh. Nothing I can worry about I suppose. It’s up to the judge and jury of Manehattan now.”

Cheerilee nibbled his neck, then proceeded to nuzzle him. “Does my hubby need some comforting?”

“I…if you’re not busy, then…” he muttered nervously.

“Oh you, just say it--you know I’m always here to give you some love if you need it,” Cheerilee offered with a giggle, then made a request. “However…I’m interested in that little trinket Moondancer gave you. I’d like to see what I’d look like a ‘humanoid’ form, is it?”

“...Something like that, yes,” Pale reached into his coat and activated the amulet. “Are you ready?”

“Of cour--”

Suddenly, Cheerilee would be given an anthropomorphic form mimicking that of her teacher’s outfit. A svelte, slender body with a large rump and ample bosoms spilling out of her white, buttom up dress shirt. Her legs were contained by black, transluscent stockings that ended at a pair of black heels as a pair of glasses appeared on her face.

“...How do I look, hun?”

Pale had also become anthropomorphic, still wearing his detective’s coat along with a pair of brown slacks and dress shoes. “...you look like a goddess,” he muttered in awe as he gazed upon her beauty. “What about me?”

“Like a chisled god, hun~” Cheerilee replied as she gazed at her husband, biting her lip, “Now to see how I look…” She looked down at herself, and grabbed at her chest. “Wow…so my teats are up here now? Interesting…”

Pale couldn’t help but stare at his wife who was essentially groping herself through her dress shirt. “Uh…uh-huh…”

Cheerilee then turned to the nearest mirror and posed in front of it. “Oh wow…this does look nice. I wonder how different Ponyville would be if everyone was like this for a day or two.”

“Huh--now there’s an interesting idea,” Pale replied, then thought about how trigger-happy Moondancer could be when it came to experimentation. “But I don’t think we should be giving Moondancer any extra ideas. She may end up giving us all strange body parts that we may not like.”

“Well I certainly enjoy this,” Cheerilee went on as she placed both of her hands on her shapely rear, causing both of her cheeks to jiggle. “Seems I’ve grown a bit back here as well. And how about you, hun?”

“...Me?”

Cheerilee walked over to the couch and sat upon her husband’s lap, straddling him and gently grinding her butt into his crotch. “Show me those lovely muscles of yours…~” she whispered hungrily as she grabbed ahold of his coat and tore it open.

“Mmph…!” The way his wife sat upon his body and exposed his pectorals to her caused him to blush as an erection rose from within his pants. “B-babe--aghhh…”

Cheerilee had started to grope his pecs as well as his abs, using her silky hands to feel up and stimulate each inch of his body. “Mmm…so fucking beautiful…” she growled with a bit of drool leaking from the side of her mouth. She then leaned in, and started to suck on each of his nipples while nuzzling against his chest.

“Ghhrgh…h-how do you like this for, Cheery?” Pale asked with a nervous blush on his face.

“Paley…you look like the pinnacle of stallionhood no matter what form you take,” she cooed while swirling her tongue around his chest. “Fuck…I just wanna sit on that sexy face of yours…” she giggled while travelling upwards, kissing along his neck and eventually his lips. “Go ahead, dear. It’s your turn…I’m your wife--touch me good.”

Cheerilee grabbed both of Pale’s hands with her own. She placed his right hand upon her left breast, and his left hand upon her right asscheek. “How do you like me…hmm…?”

“W-wow…” Pale was in a state of shock when he grabbed ahold of her curves. Her breasts were massive--easily the biggest pair that he had come across thus far and likewise, Cheerilee’s butt was a large, yet firm mass of cheek. In all, a hefty, motherly sort of figure. “Y-you’re…perfection, Cheerilee…”

“That’s what keeping your health up gets you. Now come here…~”

“Mmmph~!”

Pale’s eyes started to roll backwards as Cheerilee unbuttoned her dress shirt and pulled his entire face into the depths of her nude breasts. He was lost in her cleavage and was barely able to look up and see her face.

“S-so…so soft…” he squealed--his erection was so frustrated by this point that it had torn through his pants and broken the zipper with a plink!

“Oh my…” Cheerilee snickered as she reached behind herself and grabbed ahold of the tip of his bare cock with her hand while pushing her ass against it. “Such an eager little boy, hm? Want Mommy Cheerilee to take care of you~?”

“Y-yes!” he yelled aloud, “Please take care of me…and I’ll do the same for you in return, love…”

“Why don’t we head up to our bedroom where we can be more comfortable…~?”

Teacher Relaxes Her Man

Once the two were upstairs, Cheerilee had Pale sit on the side of her bed in her bedroom. To start, she playfully removed her dress shirt, revealing a white bra that barely kept those massive fuschia breasts in place.

Pale bit his lip as he watched her undress--his cock throbbing and aching from the agonizingly beautiful mare’s body in front of him. “My goodness…C-Cheery you never cease to amaze me with how beautiful you are.”

“Thank you, hubby…so let’s put these new milkers to use, hm?” Cheerilee teased him further by grabbing her chest and squeezing the cups of her bra. “You deserve to fuck your wife’s tits, you know that~?”

“Mmph…o-of course--eehgh!”

Pale gasped as Cheerilee had gotten on her knees and started to repeatedly smooch her husband’s cock, leaving multiple red lipstick marks all over it which caused him to gasp and pant. She grabbed ahold of his swelling testes and playfully smacked his tip, giving him the utmost care as she played with his jewels.

“Gahhh! Y….your makeup…I didn’t even notice you wore it today, hun-”

“I guess I’m so pretty that I don’t even need it most of the time, hm?” she cooed while she slipped his cock through the bottom of her cleavage, encasing it between her breasts. The tightness of her white bra kept him locked in place to the point where Cheerilee didn’t even need to use her hands! “Now show me why you’re my favorite colt~”

“Aughh~!”

Pale moaned aloud as Cheerilee placed her hands behind her head and started raising and lowering her chest by bouncing up and down. Her erotic smile combined with the skillful use of her breasts made Pale breathe more heavily as his cock leaked precum all over them.

“There it is,” she moaned sweetly as she stroked him with her breasts, “That’s why you’re the best. You’re so adorable when you moan like that. One of these days…I need to invite all of our herd gals in so we can all molest and play with you at once~”

“Aghh…S-Suri said something like that…” Pale groaned as his wife continued to please him with that loving smile on her face. “B-but it’s not necessary…so many of them probably have busy schedules and…aaaagh..~!”

Cheerilee sped up, slamming her massive breasts down upon him as she shook them up and down. The bra was dangerously close to coming aloose. “Hmm…you--ah--don’t need to worry about that. It’s something I want to do for you as a special…surprise~”

“Mmmph…aghh…Cheery…I can’t…” Pale groaned as he neared his orgasm, to which Cheerilee responded by changing positions.

She lied on the bed, and beckoned him with her index finger as she removed her bra, causing her fuschia breasts to sag to the sides of her body. “Come on…come fuck your wife’s tits, hun…and say it while you do it~”

Pale responded immediately. He straddled her body and slipped his cock between her massive mammaries. With Cheerilee holding them together from the sides to add extra tightness as he pounded her cleavage.

“Agghh…mmph…I love…fucking my wife’s lovely tits…~!” he groaned while holding onto one breast in each hand with his fingers sinking in. His hips shifted back and forth, rattling Cheerilee’s body and the bed as he went.

“Yes…yess…” Cheerilee moaned while her breasts leaked milk from her nipples and her pussy leaked precum of her own, getting off to her husband’s actions. “Cum…cum on my fucking tits you sexy beast~!”

Rarely did Cheerilee swear. Hearing her drop an F-bomb was so powerful that it sent an arousing sort of ‘chill’ up Pale’s spine as she placed her hands over his--tightening her cleavage to make it that much more enjoyable for them both.

“Y-yes ma’am!” he gasped lustfully as he bit his lip. After a few more thrusts, Pale would squirt hard, giving Cheerilee a pearl necklace with his cum.

“Augh…oh yes…cum on mommy’s titties…” she cooed to him while jerking him off with her hand, forcing him to spew the rest of his load onto her bouncing boobs. “Pale you’re so damn hot…I can’t stress it enough…”

“Mmm…aghhh…eeghh…~!” he moaned aloud as she cranked him for all he had. “I can always say the same for you, love.”

Cheerilee started to slow down until she was idly stroking his member every few seconds with gentle pumps of her right hand as she used her left hand to fondle his swelling testes. “But you deserve more, you know?” she suggested in between kissing the tip of his cock, “I know you have some deep, dark desires in the back of your mind, but you don’t want to ask because you don’t wanna be seen as selfish.”

“Mm…I…” With Cheerilee literally grabbing him by the balls, Pale couldn’t exactly deny it. “Y-yeah…w-well…maybe there’s a few things I’d like to try. But I like to focus on your pleasure more, hun…”

“Oh, Pale…you focus on me more than enough. Come on, tell Mama-Cheery what exactly you’d like to try, and I’ll do everything I can to help you get it. You can tell me anything and I won’t judge you for it.”

“Well…”

Meanwhile, outside and in the middle of Ponyville…

“Think he’ll be interested, Lyra?”

“I’m certain of it.”

Agent Mares Make An Offer

“Alright, Lyra. I only want this if you do. Are you sure about this?”

“Yeah, I mean--the toys are fun and all, but they get a bit boring after a while. We need something better. Something real--or should I say, somepony?”

Bonbon covered her face with her hoof and shook her head dismissively. “Are you sure about that though? There are pretty much like, no guys around for us to try that with. They’re all either taken or not interested in us.”

Lyra stared at her wife, then snickered. “C’mon, Bonnie. Have you seriously forgotten one of our top co-workers?”

It took Bonbon a moment to think. But when she realized who Lyra had been talking about…

“Oh you mean him,” she muttered with a curious tone, “Are you sure he’d go for it?”

“Oh yeah, Moondancer told me he was a riot and a half--she’s pretty much joined up with his little herd now.”

Bonbon raised an eyebrow. “You’re not suggesting we join in, are you?”

“Maybe not as full members,” Lyra continued, “But at the very least, we’ll join in as an experimental pair. That way, we can test out what makes a real stallion so interesting.” She then nuzzled up against Bonbon’s neck. “C’mon, you know I’m always gonna love you more than anyone. Some schlong won’t change that.”

Bonbon rolled her eyes, though she couldn’t help but smile and pat Lyra on the head. “Alright. If you think it’ll be fun, then let’s try it out. I’ve always been interested in tasting the stuff that guys can make.”

“Oh-ho--you’re in for a treat!” Lyra bellowed with excitement, “According to what Twilight told me, it’s actually not too far off from those salted caramels that you like.”

That caught Bonbon’s attention immediately. Her expression went from awe… “Oooh--wait,” to concern, “Hold on. How does Twilight know what it tastes like? Does she even have a--”

“Uhhhh, let’s not focus on that--” Lyra diverted the conversation as she puffed out her cheeks. “Anyway. I think his place should be just around this corner…”

Inside Cheerilee’s house…

Pale had just finished explaining his desires. Have deactivated the anthro charm, they were both in their normal pony forms.

“...well now. That’s quite the interesting idea, baby,” Cheerilee replied with a grin, “I think I’d like to try it. We’d just need some willing participants…”

“...only if they fully consent,” Pale rubbed the back of his head, “I don’t want anyone to join in if they aren’t--mhf!”

“Hmmm…” Cheerilee placed her hooves upon the sides of Pale’s head in order to work her magic as a teacher that could dissect her student’s problems. “Ah. I see now. Don’t you worry about a thing, Pale. I’ve got a perfect--”

Tap-tap-tap.

There was a knock at the door, and Cheerilee let go of Pale to go answer it. “Hm. Wonder who that could be. Gimme a sec, dear.”

“No problem. Hmmm…” Pale followed her from a few steps behind to see who it was…

Outside…

“So the idea is that we’re gonna ask him to join us for a night or two, got it?” Lyra asked.

“Yup,” Bonbon replied, “Shame that we mares can’t just magically gain cocks of our own, huh?”

Lyra scoffed and shook her head. “Meh. Even if we could, it wouldn’t hit the same since we mares simply aren’t built to carry those hefty meat logs around and we couldn’t exactly thrust as hard as a stallion could. Magic can do lots of things, but tampering with nature isn’t something I’m gonna try.”

“Good point,” Bonbon added, “The more I think about it, the less I wanna have one of those things between my legs anyway. Stallions really don’t get enough credit.”

After a few moments, Cheerilee opened the door up to greet them. Her face going from excited to concerned when she saw who it was.

“...Lyra? Bonbon?” she asked cautiously, “Is everything alright?”

Bonbon paused and looked in Lyra’s direction. Hoping the green unicorn would answer for her. “Uhhhh…”

Thankfully, she got the hint and took point on the conversation. “I got this, Drops. Ms. Cheerilee…we have a request for you and Mr. Vestige. Mind if we come in?”

“Oh, not at all.”

The agent mares entered her home and everyone gathered in the living room where they would discuss what exactly both married couples wanted from each other…

“Wait…” Pale spoke up, “So you want me to--”

“Yup,” Lyra said with a smirk as she reclined on the couch with one of her legs crossed over the other akin to a human, “Don’t get me wrong, we’re still lesbians, but we’d be lying if we said we weren’t curious as to how stallions work.”

“Pfbth--ahem!” Bonbon nearly spit out her tea and swallowed it immediately. “W-well…I’m…somewhat curious about how stallions could spice things up. But I’ve been unsure of who to ask since we don’t really know anypony else on that level.”

Lyra leaned over and whispered. “She’s a total freak in bed but likes to play it off in public. Don’t be fooled.” She sat upright and continued, “And in return, Pale…the idea you suggested sounds hella hot I won’t lie.”

Cheerilee giggled and looked at the stallion. “See? I told you they’d be up for it, hun.”

“W-well…so long as you don’t mind,” he said with a nervous grin, “It’s a rather selfish request that mostly puts me in charge--”

“Buddy, pal, amigo--that’s literally what we’re asking for,” Lyra pointed her hooves at Bonbon, then herself repeatedly. “I’m totally down for that. How about you, Bons~?”

In a bid to stay professional, Bonbon cleared her throat. “I’ll take part. If only to see what the fuss is about with Pale. Remember, we’re doing this as friends, alright?”

“Sure, sure--but uh…we’re definitely gonna need a safe word,” Pale replied.

Cheerilee was about to make a suggestion, “How about--”

“Gorgonzola,” Bonbon spoke up, “I hate that cheese.”

“...that’s actually really good,” Cheerilee agreed, “Gorgonzola it is.”

“Understood,” Pale added, then looked at Lyra. “Whenever you’re ready, Heartstrings. Work your magic.”

“Okay. Here we go…” Lyra’s horn lit up… “And hey. Make sure you use that humanoid spell--I wanna see what that’s like!”

ZAP!

Candymare's Last Stand

Pale trotted up to the facility he had been scouting for ‘months’ at this point. At long last, if his reports were correct, his target should be…

“Right behind this door,” he pushed it open…

And found Bonbon who was clad in leather leggings on each hoof as she went through some items in a chest. “So you’ve finally found us, eh? Gonna put us under arrest and take us to jail, Mr. Detective?”

“That’s the idea, yeah,” Pale answered to the best of his acting ability, “Your sleazy tricks won’t work on me, so don’t bother. My wife is a deadly assassin and she’ll be here any moment once she’s killed all of your henchponies.”

“Ugh, dammit,” Bonbon stomped her hoof on the floor and rolled her eyes. “I should’ve know they would’ve sent you both together. No matter…” She turned to the chest once more, and dug something out of it--a riding crop that she clenched between her teeth as she made her offer to Pale. “What do you say we make a deal~?”

Pale narrowed his eyes, but decided to humor this ‘criminal’ for the sake of gathering more info. “I’m listening.”

“Follow me.” Bonbon led him to a nearby room where Lyra had been bound helplessly on a bed with anti-magic rope. “What if I offered you the holes of my bitchy little mare-whorse here~?”

“Hgggh…” Lyra shuddered with a drunk smile on her face for a moment before she got back into character and protested. “I-I mean…I’m no one’s bitch! I’m your wife! Are you really gonna use me as a scapegoat so you don’t get arrested?!”

“Hey, this was your idea,” Bonbon shot back, “So you’re just as likely to get dropped off in prison as me. Unless you’d rather skip that and become someone else’s bitch in jail.”

SMACK!

With a deft turn of her neck, Bonbon slapped Lyra’s ass with the riding crop, causing the unicorn to let out a lustful gasp.

“Ah--oh!” she yelped, then started to huff softly.

Bonbon turned her attention to Pale and asked, “Well? Whatcha think? Let us show you a good time, and maybe let us off the hook?”

“Hm…” Pale raised a brow, “I’m not sure. It seems as if you both got a thing going on.”

“Of course we do. We’re married,” Bonbon stated casually as she slowly trotted around and behind Pale. “And while we’re not into stallions…we wanna see if one can serve as a good substitute.”

“...Substitute?”

Bonbon nodded and stopped once she was standing behind Pale. “All of our dildos and vibrators have been broken because of how hard we like to go on them. We wanna see if a stallion’s dick can give us that same feeling without breaking…” she approached him, and teased him by placing the tip of the riding crop between his legs. “...if you can handle us, that is.”

“Mmf…” Pale bit his lip for a moment, and gave it some thought. “They’re much dirtier than I expected…” Then he spoke aloud, “...Hmph. I’ll play along…for now.”

“Good. Lemme just get this off of you…” Bonbon took hold of Pale’s coat and removed it from his body, leaving his pony body bare. “Now…show me what it is that makes you stallions so desirable.”

Pale tilted his head as he rattled things off. “Well I can show you my rock collection, my trumpet--oh! I know how to make a mean pizza--”

“Wh--no!” Bonbon shouted while slapping her hoof against her forehead. “Your dick. Your cock. Your fifth leg. The thing that straight mares love to have inside of them. Like, hello??”

“Ohhhh…” he chuckled, “Well you’ll have to get me aroused first. Though I wouldn’t blame you if you had no idea how to do that.”

“...Yeah, I’ll be honest, I have no clue how to make you hard,” Bonbon admitted, “Do I like…lick you like I do with her cunt or--?”

Lyra could be heard giggling from where she was tied up.

“Well that’s one way, but you really don’t need to force yourself if--”

Suddenly, Bonbon got right in Pale’s face and huffed, “Oh. So you don’t think I’m capable of getting you off, huh? You think I can’t take it from some city boy?”

“Wait what--?” Pale darted his eyes back and forth with a nervous smile on his face, “That’s not what I me--”

But it was too late. The candymare had already stubbornly had her mind set on forcing the stallion to become aroused. She pushed him against the wall where he was standing on his hind legs and buried her face in his crotch, angrily licking at his body akin to how she normally ate out her partner.

“Hmmmph…” she grumbled as she continued flicking her tongue, “Challenge me will you? You stallions don’t know what you’re messing with…”

“Agh…mmmph…” Pale gasped from this new sensation as he felt her tongue lap at his balls. Soon enough, his erection would begin to slowly rise against Bonbon’s face, causing the mare to gasp.

“Ah…woah…” she mumbled under her breath as Pale’s shaft grew and grew, eventually throbbing upon the side of her face. “Interesting…so this is how guys get when they’re played with, huh?”

“Y-yeah…” Pale bit his lip as his cock became stiff. “But again…y-you really don’t need to force yourself if you’re not into stallions. I don’t…aaagh…~!”

Suddenly, Bonbon was biting down on his balls. Not too hard, but still with enough force to make Pale squeal. “Still think I can’t handle you, huh? I already told you it doesn’t matter. I’m gonna get that semen out of your dick no matter what. Even if I’m not aroused by it, I don’t wanna end up in prison. Hrrrk…” she gathered the saliva in her mouth, “...ptoo!” She then spat hot, sticky, sugary saliva all over his cock, causing Pale’s shaft to throb further.

“Ach…ahhh…g-goddamn…” he huffed repeatedly. The spit was not what he was expecting.

“Yeah, you like that, huh big guy?” Bonbon teased him as she wrapped her hoof around his shaft and started stroking him off to slather her saliva all over it. “It’s a little lesbian trick. Bet you’re interested in experiencing more of our little quirks, huh~?”

Pale couldn’t help but moan to the ceiling as the candymare rubbed her sweet spit all over his throbbing black shaft, leaving a glossy sheen upon it. “B-but this is impossible…I-I…never thought a lesbian mare would dare bother with me…”

“I’ll do anything if it means I don’t have to go to jail. Now…wanna be my dildo? After that, you can take Lyra’s washed-up cunt~”

“Mmmph…c’mon, hurry up!” Lyra complained from within her restraints, “I want my turn on our new dildo!”

Bonbon had turned around and pressed her butt up against Pale’s crotch, forcing him against the wall to where he couldn’t escape thanks to her earth pony strength. “Mm…have some patience ya little bimbo. You get the honor of watching us.”

“Gaaagh…f-fuck you…~!” Lyra groaned with a lustful grin on her face as she bit her lip--her pussy was leaking as she watched Bonbon prepare to take a real stallion inside of her for the first time.

“Mmmmph…~!” Pale couldn’t help but moan breathlessly as Bonbon’s shapely, curvy butt jiggled upon his cock with her pussy leaking onto it as she rubbed herself up and down his length. “B-Bon…y-your…”

“My perfectly un-tapped-by-a-stallion booty?” she teased him while shooting him a grin over her shoulder and sticking out her tongue. “Lucky you. You get first dibs on it, Pale. Pick an entrance. I’m not gonna have kids anyways~”

“W-well…” Pale’s cock started to leak precum upon Bonbon’s butt…

Lyra couldn’t wait any longer. Via her horn, she conjured a yellow, magical hand that she would use to rub herself off with. “Shiiiiiiet…please save some cum for me, Pale…and don’t take it all from him fatass!”

“That’s forty lashes for foul language,” Bonbon gazed at Lyra with half-lidded eyes, earning the same expression from her green unicorn wife. The two knew exactly what they wanted from each other.

But Pale was still in shock, so the candymare decided to speed things up.

“Here, lemme help you,” she cooed to him as she grabbed her ass cheeks with her hooves and spread herself apart, and backed her pussy upon Pale’s cock. Without hesitation, she leaned forward into the downward dog position, and started bouncing her hips upon him, fucking him against the wall.

“Agghh…w-wow….so…tiiiight~!” Pale huffed as he watched Bonbon repeatedly thrust herself upon his cock doggystyle. Since she had never been penetrated by a real stallion’s meat before, Bon’s pussy was hugging Pale’s cock with a firm grip as her ass bounced against his pelvis.

“Ahhh…mmm…wow…n-not bad…” Bonbon grunted and groaned in between thrusts. Pale’s cock was splitting her innards apart much better than any toy ever could. “I think I feel you in my womb, goddamn~!”

“Bonnie I swear to Celestia…” Lyra huffed as she continued fingering herself with her magical hand.

But Bonbon wasn’t listening. She was fully intent on making Pale cum that she slammed him against the wall even harder. So hard that small cracks started to form in the wall behind him!

“Agh! Augh…come on…gimme that stallion spunk…show me why straight mares love it so damn much~!” she teased him as she bounced her hips more feverishly along his girthy shaft, her pussy tightening further and further as she went.

And when she got tight enough to cum…

“EEEGH~!” Pale squealed as he came hard alongside her, filling Bonbon’s pussy with his cum while she squirted upon his cock as he gripped each of her ass cheeks in his hooves so he could push in as deep as possible.

“Hot damn~!” she shouted upon feeling his cum in her body and watching the excess drip to the floor. “...it’s hot as all hell. That’s a pretty neat experience…~”

ZAP!

Suddenly, Lyra had broken out of her restraints, and put the ropes on Bonbon as she pulled her off of Pale’s cock via magic.

“Hey! Lyra what the--?!”

Lyra smirked as she held her lover in midair via levitation magic and looked at Pale. “Activate the humanoid spell, buddy.”

Pale already had the charm that Moondancer gave him and replied, “Way ahead of you, miss~”

Getting Handsy With Lyra

With the anthro spell activated, Lyra would go ahead and tie up her wife to a chair this time--fully nude. Bonbon’s anthro form had an average build with perky C-cup breasts and a nice, shapely rear as well as a somewhat muscular figure.

Lyra meanwhile was also somewhat well-built with a petite waistline and decently-sized D-cups that were larger than Bonbon’s but not quite as big as Cheerilee’s. Her butt was rather wide though, indicating how much time she had spent sitting down as of late.

But of course, the part of her body that Lyra was most excited about with this form…

“HANDS!” she squealed while flexing her fingers, “I’ve got hands now! All these years I’ve been dying to go to the human world, but now I don’t have to! I can’t wait to use these babies to finger the shit out of you~” she said while wiggling her fingers in Bonbon’s direction.

To which the candymare replied with protest. “Ugh…goddammit…what--are you gonna get back at me by playing with him in front of me? That won’t work!”

“Will it though~?” Lyra smirked at her partner, and got down on her knees to observe Pale’s cock.

“This is what happens when you don’t share,” he commented with a grin, “Now I’m gonna pound her brains out with something better than those toys--mmmph…”

With a giddy smile on her face, Lyra started playing with Pale’s meat. With one hand, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and started stroking until he became fully erect. With the other hand, she rubbed the underside of his shaft and marveled at his girth.

“God…damn…” she muttered as she pressed her nose into his balls and took a big sniff of his stallion musk. “Wow, that's a really interesting smell…you’re quite hung, aren’t you Pale?” she teased while resuming the stroking of his cock.

“Uh…” Pale bit his lip, unsure of what to say next, but both mares winked at him, indicating that they were looking for him to say his next lines. And with their approval, he’d play the role. “...well, like I--mmph--said, a real stallion’s meat is far superior to those cold, worthless toys. You lezzies have been wasting your time with them--”

And like clockwork, Bonbon could be seen biting her lip as her pussy leaked. The insult was making her aroused even further as she watched Lyra play with the stallion. “Ughhhg…gah…d-damn you…you sexy homewrecker!” she bit back a laugh as she squirmed in her seat.

“Don’t worry, Bonnie,” Lyra said as her horn lit up. “I’ve been inspecting Pale’s dick the entire time to make a perfect new toy based off of it~” And in a flash of magic, she created a new black vibrator that was based on the exact dimensions and curvature of Pale’s shaft. Then in another flash, it disappeared and reappeared inside of Bonbon’s asshole, buzzing about and causing her pussy to leak even more.

“Gaaagh~! This is…it’s…aaagh~!” The candymare was unable to speak clearly. All she could do was moan from the replica of Pale’s cock buzzing about inside of her.

“There ya go~” Lyra squealed, “Now you can still have fun while I get my turn. Now Pale…you wanna get your dick sucked by a lesbian~?” She teased him while stroking him off and licking along the length of his shaft.

“Mmf--” And it worked perfectly as Pale’s cock visibly throbbed in her hands. “Y-yeah…”

Eventually, she reached the top of his shaft and started swirling her tongue around the tip, cleaning off his leftover smegma and swallowing it. “Mmm…now that’s something I’ve never had before. I want more of it~”

Pale’s balls swelled up to the size of grapefruits as Lyra gently caressed them with her fingers. The way her hands worked him over had caused an extreme buildup of swimmers that were itching to burst out. And then…

“AIE~!”

Lyra dipped her tongue into Pale’s urethra and scooped out the rest of his smegma to clear out his shaft so his next load would come out more finely. “Mmm…it’s delic--wha!”

Unable to bear the slow teasing any longer, Pale grabbed ahold of her ears in each of his hands, and forced his cock down her throat. “Yesss…how does that taste, carpet muncher~?”

“MMPH~! Lyra gasped as her entire faced was forced back and forth, choking on Pale’s girthy cock while she played with herself. She groped her breasts with one hand while using the other hand to finger herself, allowing Pale to use her like a toy.

From Bonbon’s perspective, she watched in awe as Pale pulled his length out of her wife’s mouth, then slammed her against his pelvis as he repeatedly thrust his cock down her throat. “Ggrhgh…eegh…” With the toy replica buzzing in her ass, all Bon could do was grit her teeth as she was stimulated closer and closer to climax…

“Mm..mmm…mmm…mmm…~!” Lyra continued to moan upon Pale’s cock while he fucked her face in--tears rolling down the sides of her face as she rubbed her clit even faster.

“Grgh…ahh…you alright?” Pale whispered.

Lyra responded by taking her hand off her breasts and giving a thumbs-up, indicating that she was perfectly fine with this. In fact, she took it a step further and wrapped her arms around his body and pressed her hands against his ass to encourage him to use her to his heart’s content.

And that’s exactly what he did.

With a few more hard thrusts… “Yes…yes…take it all you slut~!” he grunted as he finally came down her throat, shooting quick bullets of seed down into Lyra’s stomach and filling her throat with excess seed…

“Mmmph~!” Lyra shut her eyes as she squirted from her pussy alongside Bonbon who came with her from afar. The latter had enjoyed being restrained and forced to watch her wife pleasure the stallion.

“...How does it taste?” Pale asked with a smirk as he pushed Lyra off of his meat, leaving a trail of saliva and remnants of cum between her mouth and the tip of his dick.

“Mm…mmm…” her face was stuffed full of his seed and she was struggling to get it all down.

Pale would encourage her by gently slapping the side of her face with his still-erect cock. “Swallow it all. Now.”

And the encouragement worked as Lyra blushed from the smack. She’d eventually gulp down the rest of his cum… “Mmm…mmm…agh~!” …and opened her mouth wide to show that she had ingested every drop. “...Please don’t arrest us. We can do so much for you, mister.”

Pale folded his arms and grinned at the prospect. “...I think my wife and I might take you up on that. Madame Cheery? Come on in here~”

The unicorn and earth pony mares looked up at the door as a latex-clad, anthro-fied Cheerilee entered the room with a paddle in her hand.

“So these are the new toys, dear? How interesting…~”

Breaking Them In

“AH! AH! AH!”

Bonbon was moaning at a steady pace from the hard slaps of Pale’s cock ramming her soft pony anus hard and deep. With her hands against the wall, she was in a textbook doggystyle position as Cheerilee was busy tribbing Lyra’s pussy with the latter lying down on the bed as the teacher mare threw her hips back and forth, rubbing their clits together with one of Lyra’s legs over her shoulder.

“Ah…fuck…so…good…~!” Bonbon squealed every time Pale thrust his hips and plunged his cock deeper into her ass, causing her breasts to jiggle and leak milk from arousal. Her firm ass jiggled as well from the stallion’s thrusts as Pale had to work that much harder to split the lesbian mare apart.

“Yeah…take it…damn near tighter than my wife’s ass~” Pale teased as he firmly grasped Bonbon’s ass cheeks--so hard that his fingers started to sink into the ripples of her fat.

“Ah--ohhhh--is that so~?” Cheerilee gasped and grunted as she fucked Lyra’s dripping pussy with her own, “I’ll have to…mmph…work out more, so that my booty tightens up for you, dear~!”

Lyra couldn’t even speak. She was locked in a state of bliss, groping her own breasts as Cheerilee dominated her. All she could do was shoot a subtle wink to Bonbon--to which the candymare winked back. They were both in agreement; asking for Pale and Cheerilee’s help was the most fun Lyra and Bonbon had with each other as a couple in a long while.

“Well she won’t be tight for long…I think i need to go deeper to make sure she’s not hiding anything up there~” Pale threated her with a sinister grin, causing Bonbon to ‘panic’ as apart of the play.

“N-no…please~!” she feigned, “D-don’t fuck me in front of my--agh~!”

SMACK!

Pale smacked her on the ass and started to pick up speed, giving her no room to breathe as he shunted and thrust his hips harder, faster. “Shuttup! Agh…criminals have no rights~!” His cock would destroy her ass from the inside, splitting her apart as he grabbed ahold of her breasts.

“Agghh…ahhhgh….~” Bonbon simply moaned with her tongue hanging out of her mouth as her cunt’s folds leaked and squirted onto the floor, having reached another orgasm from Pale’s powerful thrusts.

Likewise, Lyra was also moaning as Cheerilee bent the green unicorn’s leg forward and tribbed against her clit so roughly that she was squirting multiple times alongside the teacher mare who continued to sandwich their pussies together without rest.

“Say it and I’ll stop~” Pale teased Bonbon while grasping her nipples tightly within his fingers, “Say it now~!”

“N-no…I don’t need stallion dick! I don’t need stallion dick! I don’t need--aie~!”

Suddenly, Pale had lifted her up and propped her up on his cock and held her legs up by his arms while violently thrusting his hips upwards, and deeper than before. Commonly known as the full nelson hold!

“Fuck her good, baby~!” Cheerilee cheered him on while squirting upon Lyra, “Show her how stallions run the bedroom~!”

“From this position, I can fuck you deeper~!” he gasped as he increased his speed, his cock obliterating her ass like a piston as his length slammed into her deepest parts with his balls rapidly smacking against her thighs. He held her legs so tightly that her bones started to slowly fracture! “Admit it!”

“STALLIONS ARE THE BEST!” Bonbon screamed aloud as she squirted again, shooting mare-cum from her pussy and all over Lyra’s face.

“YES~!” Pale shouted with her as he thrust harder and harder until finally…

Cheerilee turned to her left and swiftly took her husband’s swollen balls in her mouth, bathing them in saliva with her tongue to enhance his orgasm….

“GAH~!” Which did the trick. Pale came so hard that there was an immediate overflow and backdraft of excess cum that splooshed all over Cheerilee’s face as the rest of it went into Bonbon’s wrecked anus.

“Mmm…” Cheerilee swooned and blushed as she inhaled the musk of her husband’s body and backed away to taste his seed. “That’s my man…so fucking sexy…”

“Hm…” Pale smirked in response to her compliment…and let go of Bonbon, dropping her to the floor with a hard thud as if she were nothing more than a toy as cum leaked out of her ass and onto the floor. “You’re under arrest~”

ZAP!

Pale deactivated the anthro spell, reverting everyone to pony forms and checked on Bonbon…

“Hey, I didn’t hurt you when I dropped you, did I?”

“...I’ve…fallen from higher places…” she replied with a raspy cough as she climbed onto the bed and snuggled up to Lyra.

“That w-w-was…f-f-fuckin hot…” Lyra muttered in between shudders, “...this needs to be our weekly thing…”

Cheerilee looked at Pale and asked, “Would you like that, hun?”

“...only if you all aren’t busy,” Pale shook his head, “You two must love each other a lot to ask for our help just to pleasure your partners further. I gotta respect that.”

“Thanks…” Lyra mumbled through a yawn, “Can’t wait to do this--zzzzzz…”

Bonbon giggled, then rolled her eyes. “...she always gets like this. Next time, I’ll bring some of my special…pills.”

Pale tilted his head as Cheerilee gave an amused grin.

“Excuse me?” the stallion asked.

“...You’ll see~”

The Highest Ride

A few days later, in Ponyville…

“...You really think he’ll accept me, Tree? After what I did to him in the past?”

“Hey, he’s your friend, right man?” Tree Hugger asked.

Quick Draw paused, then nodded. “Yeah…but isn’t he married?”

“He’s a bronco, man,” Tree replied with a lazy giggle, “Even though he’s got a wife, he’s gonna bury his meat in as many mares as he needs. That’s how herds work.”

“...Huh. Guess that’s true. Sex doesn’t necessarily dictate that you love one pony more than the other…”

Tree smiled and made an offer, “Why don’t we both have sex with him at the same time? He’ll come to accept you then~”

Quick nervously rubbed one of her hooves against the back of her head and stuttered, “W-well…that’s one idea. I’m just not sure about how I’d go about it. Like, I don’t wanna do something like that at work where we might be seen by…someone who doesn’t need to see that.”

“I’ve got a secret hiding spot, brah,” Tree added, “It’ll be the perfect place for us to get it on without anyone seeing us. Plus…you’re gonna like what he’s got to offer ya. He’s the perfect size~”

“H-he is?” Quick’s face flushed red as she flicked her tail, “I-Is it hot out here? I think it’s hot out here…” she muttered nervously.

Tree would reply with a small giggle. “C’mooooon. Sex is natural. So long as it’s between two consenting grown ponies, then it shouldn’t be seen as a social taboo. Love should be free and open.”

“Well that’s one thing we can agree on,” Quick replied with a more relaxed tone, “Pony society seems to be more than okay with introducing violence early on in life, but learning about the body seems to be considered…less than ideal. Not to mention sexual content in media and its--fhghgh--”

Quick was suddenly cut off by Tree Hugger--the latter had placed her hoof over the lips of the yellow earth pony to shush her into silence.

“Shhhh…” the green earth pony slurred, “You’re overthinking things, man. Don’t worry about what other people think. Just think about what you want and what you’ll do in order to get it, alright?”

Once Tree removed her hoof, Quick was able to speak once more. “Hm…yeah. That’s probably a better way to spend my time, huh? We should head on to Pale’s place and see if he’ll go for it.”

“Oh I know he will, Quickie. I know he will~” Tree said with a wink. “But I have a better idea. Why don’t I go get him, and then wait for us by the secret area. I’ll soften him up so you can join in when you’re ready.”

Quick thought it over for a moment, and found it to be a better alternative compared to asking Pale outright. The last thing she wanted to do was create an awkward situation. “You--you know what? That’s…I’ll do just that.”

About twenty minutes later…

With their plan in motion, Tree Hugger trotted up to Pale’s house and knocked on the door. “Hey man. You home?”

Moments later, the gray stallion would open the door. “I’m right here. Taking some time to recover after the rough time I had with a certain couple yesterday. It’s like one thing after another…”

“That’s kinda what I wanted to come talk to you about,” Tree went on, “You’ve been doing so much to please so many mares lately…let me take care of you today, hm?”

“Well…if you’re not too busy that is…” Pale exited the house and shut the door behind himself. “Cheerilee’s busy in a meeting with The Mayor today, so I’ll be sure to report back to her once we’re done.”

“Good…” Tree said with a knowing smile as she wondered just how he would react to the surprise that she had planned for him. That surprise being Quick Draw herself of course. “He’s gonna be super happy to have her. I just know it.”

And so, Tree led Pale to her secret hiding spot near the edge of Ponyville--a lake located behind some bushes where they had their first picnic together. And just like that time, she brought a basket filled with her usual brownies.

“Eat up, man,” she offered as she took a seat on the grass, “Your body needs to be totes chillaxed by the time we get started.”

Pale had already sat next to her and started to eat one. “Mmm? Get started with wh--” By the time he had finished eating it, his cock was already swelling with an erection that Tree Hugger immediately went down on.

She pushed her dreads out of the way as she took his cock into her mouth, sucking him off briefly before rising up. “...Sweet. You’re ready for her.”

“Mm..w-what? For whom?” Pale asked through a moan.

“Don’t worry, I gave her a brownie too,” Tree teased as she licked the tip of his member, “You’re both gonna wake up in the ultimate dream fantasy you have for each other. Now have fun~”

“Wait wh--?!”

And before Pale could say a word, he was knocked out, lying there with his shaft fully erect and drifting off into a dream realm…

Where he’d wake up in a familiar house…where he could see a familiar mare’s rump sticking out of the washing machine followed by a familiar voice calling out to him.

“Crap…I’m stuck!” she called out. “Come help me, step-bro!”

“......................”

A Quickie

“...step sis?” Pale muttered apprehensively as he trotted towards the laundry room. That’s when it hit him, Tree Hugger’s brownies had exposed their deepest fantasy to each other. Thankfully, since they were in a dream state of sorts, they wouldn’t be found out by anyone. Not even Luna since it was currently daytime.

When Pale arrived in the laundry room, he saw Quick Draw’s firm, muscular ass flanked by her pair of hoofcuff cutie marks. For a moment, he was completely distracted with the erection he already had getting much firmer along with his balls swelling up.

“D-dammit, Tree…” he huffed under his breath as he got closer.

Having heard him, Quick would then wiggle her butt in the air while parting her tail to entice him further. “Step-bro…Pale! Are you out there? C’mon, pull me out, please~”

“W-well…” For a moment, he was rather nervous, but once he saw her thick, hearty plot cheeks…his entire demeanor changed. “I suppose I’ll have to help you out, Quick~”

“Hm? What the--ah!” Quick gasped as Pale pulled on her tail and pushed his erect shaft between her ass cheeks, gently rubbing against her ass and pussy to tease her. “H-hey…you better not be doing anything funny back there!” she yelped, not realizing that her pussy was already starting to leak from arousal.

“No, n-nothing funny at all…agh…” Pale feigned pulling her out by thrusting his cock between her ass cheeks, acting as if he was trying to help her but in reality was simply looking to pleasure himself with her body. “You…agh…dumb bitch--this is the fourth time you’ve gotten yourself stuck in here.”

“W-well…it’s super tight in here, and I’m trying to make sure nothing gets lost!” she complained in between a moan as she felt her pussy assaulted by Pale’s meaty shaft. “W-what are you doing back there?! I feel something…!”

“Shut up, step-sis…you don’t feel a damn thing~!” he grunted more passionately as he rocked his hips back and forth. His cock throbbed as he pushed himself back and forth between her cheeks faster and faster.

“P-Pale…are you…is that your dick?!”

SMACK!

Suddenly, he shoved his cock up her ass and started to pound away, thrusting rapidly with his hooves holding onto her tail as he slammed his hips back and forth. “Fuck yeah…mmph…I bet you love this, don’t you~?” he teased.

“Agh~! No…nooooo!” she moaned with her voice echoing from within the machine; barely able to disguise her feelings as she bit her lip. “Mmm..mmm…P-Paaaale~!”

“Surprise: I’m not your step-bro at all~” he said with a smirk as he quickened his pace, rattling the machine from how hard he fucked her ass. It was so tight that it fit his cock like a glove each time he slammed in and out until-- “Agh…yes~!”

“F-fuck~!”

Quick squirted from her pussy as Pale came hard in her ass--filling her to the brim as he finally yanked her out of the machine.

“...Good to see ya~”

“...Oh you…”

Poof!

In a flash, the dream sequence ended and they both woke up in the grass within Tree Hugger’s hiding spot--the stallion having just ejaculated within the mare as they both woke up.

“...Looks like her trick worked, huh?” Pale asked with a grin.

“...Can’t believe it took that much for you to cum in my ass,” Quick chuckled at herself then sighed, “I didn’t think you’d be interested in me anymore…”

“Hey, you’re my childhood friend, Quick,” Pale went on, “We’ve had our ups and downs like any friends would. But that’s all behind us now.”

Quick relaxed and pulled herself off of his cock before turning around and kissing his neck. “That’s good to hear. So…would you mind having me in your herd?”

“Are you kidding? Cheerilee would love it if you joined!” Pale replied with a grin, “I mean, I’ve known you longer than anyone here. It’d be facetious of me to turn you down now.”

“Oh you--you’ve always been so…technical when it comes to things--even basic things,” Quick commented as she held onto him. “...I’ve always found it adorable, and I see why you picked Cheerilee. You both go so well together…”

“...you think so, huh?” Pale asked in a rather surprised tone, “You’re…not bitter about her, are you?”

“Pffft, c’mon,” she let him go and scoffed, “I always knew you’d want a mare that can handle you outside of work. I’ve always been too preoccupied with my job to think about you, so don’t worry about the decision you’ve made, okay?”

Pale nodded, and kissed her on the forehead. “Well, even so--if you decide to join the herd, we’ll still have each other…so long as you listen to Cheery--”

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem for me at all,” Quick replied with a giggle, “You think I’d dare defy a mare who’s both a teacher and a professional wrestler? Nooooo thank you. But if I can at least make you feel good” she paused and dragged her hoof down his neck, “…then I think I’ll have done at least one thing right between us~”

“W-well…if you’re willing to do something like that, then I’m more than happy to let you--”

With a thud, Quick had pushed Pale onto his back, and started to grind her crotch against his to keep his erection going. “...Come on. I know you better than anybody. Including where all of your most sensitive areas are~”

“...Mmph…” Pale bit his lip as Quick’s pussy lips kissed, and rubbed against his cock--forcing him to become erect as he moaned. “Ahh…y-you do?”

Quick backed away until her face was buried in his crotch with her nose nuzzling his swollen balls. That’s when she called on their nearby friend for help. “Hey, Tree. Come help me…get Pale’s stress out~”

“With pleasure, sis,” Tree Hugger emerged from a nearby bush, having finished a brownie for herself and smelling of fresh pine smoke as she got down next to Quick and in front of Pale. “I got my incense going, so we’re gonna be able to feel things twice as strongly~”

High Time Loving

“G-girls, you…aaahhh…” Pale started groaning as both mares went down on him.

Each of them were sucking on one of his musky, bulging balls--swirling their tongues around each grapefruit-sized testes as his erect cock towered over them. Their hums in response to the taste sent small vibrations through his body which caused him to moan further.

“Ah…that’s good…k-keep going…ah~!”

Just then, Quick Draw would begin to suck Pale off. Slowly pumping her head up and down along his length with her tongue cradling the underside of his shaft, her wet throat added lots of saliva to lubricate him as she took him to the base.

“Mmm…mmm…” she hummed moans of determination as she passionately sucked him off--causing Pale to gasp to the heavens.

“Agghh…~!”

All the while, Tree Hugger continued to suck on his balls. The scent of pine that came from her body would heighten all of their senses, causing everything around them to be felt twice as strongly. Even the gentle breeze brushing past the mare’s pussies would cause them pleasure as they succumbed to the effects of Tree’s…recreational substances.

And for Pale, it would be just as good--if not better--with his cock and balls extra sensitive from inhaling the incense, he was already rapidly approaching an orgasm.

“Gonna cum for us, man~?” Tree teased him while cradling each of his testes in her hooves and gently nibbling upon them while Quick Draw continued to suck his dick to the base--aiming to push him over the edge with a powerful orgasm.

“NAAGH~!”

And it worked. Pale squealed as he fired off rope after rope of cum down Quick’s throat. But she didn’t stop sucking him! Cumming left him even more sensitive which caused Pale’s eyes to twitch as his hips bucked against his will.

“F-fuck…Q-quiiiick~!”

But she merely shot him a smug wink as she continued to bob her head up and down, sucking Pale dry until he was forced into a dry orgasm, moaning aloud as he spurted nothing but air.

“AAAGH~!”

After which, she raised off of his cock and opened her mouth to show the fact that she hadn’t let a single drop of his semen leave her mouth! “I’ll make you cum faster than you can blink, Pale-Daddy~”

“Mmph…maybe so…but now it’s my turn~”

“Hm?” Quick tilted her head.

Pale became smug as he raised a brow. “You know what you did way back then--nearly aiding a criminal against an officer~” he said with a wink, letting her know that he didn’t actually hold a grudge against her; it was all for the sake of the play.

Quick immediately caught on and became nervous. “W-what? Me? C-c’mon, Pale…d-don’t tell me you’re still mad about that…”

“I am, actually,” he turned to Tree Hugger and spoke up, “It’s time for the thing~”

“Yes sir~”

Quick yelped, “Wait wha--?!” But before she could say anything, she found herself tied down to the ground by some rope as Tree Hugger forced her hind legs apart. “W-wait--I’m sor--agh!!”

Before she could say anything else, Pale had already mounted her. First, he forced his throbbing, girthy equine shaft deep into her pussy as he raised her hoof over his shoulder.

“Mmm..fuck--that’s nice and tight~” Pale moaned as he split Quick’s vaginal tract apart with his cock, burying himself deep until he hit her womb. “How are you liking it~?”

“Ah…ahhh~!” With her tongue hanging out of her mouth and a hot blush on her face, Quick Draw visibly spasmed every few seconds alongside a pained, yet happy gasp of pleasure.

And those spasms would go all the way down to her pussy muscles. Her inner walls expanded and contracted around Pale’s dick--eager to wring his cum dry from that powerful meaty shaft of his.

“Oh? Does little ol’ Quickie--mmph--like getting fucked like the little bitch she is~?” Pale taunted her as he started to thrust his hips--piledriving his cock into her as he literally fucked her sideways.

“Augh…augh~!!” Quick’s pussy started to leak upon his shaft, serving as a lubricant that allowed Pale to fuck her that much faster as their hips collided with wet, soppy slaps. “Y-yes! Yes! Fuck me good, daddy! I’m a bad girl! Punish me!!”
With Quick’s screams, Pale would move forward and mount her in a different position. Now on top of her with her legs bent over her head, Pale viciously slammed his cock up and down in what was commonly known as the mating press position.

“Yes…f-fuck…agh…~!” Pale roared as he fucked her hard--drool leaking from his mouth as he clenched his teeth. “Take it…take it, you fucking slut~!”

All the while, Tree Hugger was watching and rubbing herself off. But she wouldn’t remain idle for much longer as she approached Pale from behind…

While Pale violently slammed his cock down into Quick’s guts, Tree Hugger turned and bent down into the downward dog. Then, she backed up and spread her pussy apart so that Pale’s piston of a cock would slam against her pussy lips and clit--essentially fucking them at the same time.

“Ah…mmm…yeah man this is good…” Tree moaned, raising her voice ever so slightly. “Fuck her good…I wanna feel your vibes~”

And fuck he did. Pale picked up speed as Quick screamed as she crossed her legs around his body, tightening her body’s grip to make sure Pale would be unable to pull out.

Not that he wanted to.

Soon enough, after enough hard thrusts and being squeezed out by Quick’s tight earth pony pussy…

“FUCK~!”

“PAAAALE~!:

He slammed one last time, firing off a tsunami of cum that’d instantly fill Quick’s womb and spurt out due to overflowing. Both mares squirted with him, and Quick’s pussy would tighten further to grip, and milk the stallion for all he had while Tree Hugger turned around and started to immediately lap up the excess.

ZAP!

Then, Pale would activate the anthropomorphic spell to change them into humanoid ponies--fully nude to fit the moment. Tree Hugger would be granted a wide set of thighs and a sizable bust that she was immediately enthralled by.

“...woah…I must be tripping hard today,” she muttered in amazement as she groped her naked breasts which were already leaking milk uncontrollably. “...what in the world are these~?”

Quick’s body was more svelte in comparison. A thin waist with muscular thunder thighs and a bust that was…equal in size to Tree’s. Easily double D’s.

“...You sly dog,” Quick rolled her eyes, “I have no idea what this new form is…but it’s interesting….” She marveled at herself as she looked herself over, then huffed. “...why is my ass so fat? I swear I’ve been working out more than this…”

Pale was in his usual anthro form as well and interrupted them with a snap of his fingers as he liked down. “Ahem. Come~”

“...”

“...”

Without delay, they immediately followed Pale’s orders as soon as they locked eyes with his anthro stallion body. They immediately walked over and lied down with him--Quick to his right and Tree to his left--and started rubbing their hands along his pectoral muscles.

“Wow man…” Tree mumbled in awe, “You’re…pretty darn groovy-looking~”

Quick bit her lip for a moment, and found herself unable to disagree. “...Yes. I always found you hunky Pale…I admit it. I-I’m sorry for what I did in the past…”

Pale put his arms around them both. “Don’t worry…you can make up for it by continuing to be my favorite Quick Draw. Now…do me a favor and clean me up~” he pointed to his member which had been soaked in their fluids.

In a bid to please him, both mares got to work. Though Tree was still enamored by her chest.

“...What are these for, man~?” Tree asked while pushing her breasts into Pale’s face.

Quick looked down at her bouncing cleavage and over at Pale’s shaft. “...I think we’re supposed to slip his dick between these,” she looked at Pale for approval, “Right~?”

“Exactly~” he replied with a grin as he started to suckle the milk from Tree’s nipples, “Now get to work~”

Quick would spread her cleavage, and envelope the stallion’s meat between them, causing them both to feel enhanced pleasure thanks to Tree’s incense.

“A-ah…!” Quick moaned as soon as she felt Pale’s cock between her tits. “...That feels…good…how?”

“It’s all in the magic man~” Tree said with a wink while breastfeeding Pale. She wrapped her hand around the back of his head as he suckled her right breast, then she grabbed his other hand by the wrist and brought it to her left breast so that he could grope her. “Mmm…yeah…vibe with meeee…~” she moaned through her teeth.

Quick had began to stroke Pale’s cock with her breasts, holding them tightly on each side as she lifted them up and down. Each time she did, she felt her nipples harden and pleasure shock her system from stroking him in such a way.

“Ah…mm…h-how…so…good…~” She moaned while licking the tip of Pale’s shaft as it poked through her cleavage--unable to slow down as she became addicted to the use of her breasts for pleasure.

Her actions caused Pale to moan as he drank from Tree’s breasts, which in turn gave the green mare extra pleasure as he sucked her nipple and groped her other breast. “Aahh…yeah man…I’m almost….~!”

This would continue for a while longer. Quick became progressively hotter and increased the speed at which she titfucked Pale, slapping her breasts up and down as she sucked him off at the tip, desperate to squeeze more of his seed out.

“I love you Pale…love you so damn muuuuch~!”

“Mmmmph~!”

Pale thrust his hips upwards into Quick’s tits as he came hard, spewing ropes of seed all over Quick’s face and breasts which caused both mares to achieve another orgasm as they squirted from their dripping cunts.

“Yeaaaaah braaaaah…how does my titty taste~?”

Pale finally backed off of her breast and gave a happy smile as he breathed heavily. “...like a nice soft mint tea…also, you were amazing, Quick.”

“Thanks…now lie back and let us fuck your sexy meat dry~” Quick offered.

“...Oh dear--”

Repairing Old Bonds

And before long…

Pale was lying on his back as Quick got on top of him. Having taken his length in her, she was slowly getting used to his size as she spread her pussy apart to take him down to the base.

“Aggh…” Pale moaned as his work partner’s pussy clamped down upon him.

“Ahhh…” In turn, Quick bit her lip as she took Pale inside of herself. From the upright cowgirl position, all it wook was a quick churning of her hips to get him striking her deepest parts. “F-fuck…you’re so damn good…”

“I could say the same about you~” he replied as he grabbed her hands with his--interlocking their fingers. “Now go on…show me exactly why you should be in this heeeerd~!”

As he was speaking, Quick was already starting to fuck him hard--bouncing her hips up and down and slamming into his pelvis with everything she had in order to milk his cock dry!

“Agh…ahh…oh you bet I will~!” she squealed as she picked up speed, shifting her hips from side to side to drive him deeper into her. “I’ve always wanted you to be happy, Pale…and I wanna be there for you when you need me~!”

Already, Pale could feel his balls swell as his cock leaked rivers of precum into Quick’s pussy as she rapidly slammed herself up and down. His grip on her hands tightened as he got closer and closer.

“Mmph…I’m always happy to have you, Quick…no matter what, you’ll always be my commanding officer~!”

But then, Quick leaned forward, pushing her breasts into Pale’s face as she wrapped her arms around him. “Enough talk!” she demanded, “Give it to me, dude~!!”

And with that, she went even faster--causing multiple wet slaps per second as her ass slammed down on Pale’s balls and his cock was ravaged by the tightness of her pussy. Being drowned in her cleavage made it impossible to resist as he finally--

“MMPH~!”

Came hard. A series of white explosions fired off from Pale’s cock as he filled Quick up with the excess pouring out almost immediately. Her tight earth pony pussy continued to grip his shaft tightly until his balls were completely spent. But she refused to let him pull out--opting instead to keep him buried via shaking her hips.

“Augh~!” she squealed as her pussy squirted and took his seed in, “...fuck…yeah, that’s what I’ve been needing. Sorry for not being able to explain how I felt before now. I’m just…you know how I am when it comes to discussing how I feel.”

A rather common trait that Pale was more than used to by this point.

“Don’t worry,” he replied with a smile and wrapped his arms around her body to pull her in for a gentle cuddle session. “If anything, I’m sorry for not noticing sooner. I guess I was caught up in my own problems and cases that I never really bothered to consider yours.”

Quick rolled her eyes. “Oh you…always trying to think of others even when you unknowingly make a mistake…but again, that’s what makes you so adorable.”

All the while, Tree Hugger had given them some space to continue speaking with each other, simply watching the events play out in front of her. “Always works.”

About two hours later…

Everyone emerged from Tree’s hiding spot in their normal pony forms and started walking back towards their respective homes.

“...well that was loads of fun,” Quick said as she tilted her neck to stretch her bones as she walked along, “But I think I’m gonna need some rest. You don’t feel tired at all, huh?”

Pale chuckled as he trotted with her. “Something like that. My best guess is that it’s something my body’s been adapting to over time.”

“Damn--it’s like you’ve become an incubus-pony or something,” Quick joked as she pranced towards her home, “A straight up sex beast that’s got the perfect body.”

“...I dunno about that,” Pale replied bashfully as he watched his partner leave, “But you’ll have to answer to Cheerilee from now on. I hope you’re prepared for that.”

“...I get the feeling that I’m not,” she admitted, “But that’s what makes it more exciting. See you later, Big P.”

“See ya, QD,” he waved as he continued walking towards his home--satisfied with the outcome of their relationship with each other.

“Can’t wait to hear what Cheerilee has to say about this.”

But when he got home, he’d find a certain familiar face waiting for him…two in fact.

“Ah. Mr. Vestige, I was hoping to run into you,” Fleur approached him, when he neared his door, “A friend of mine and I would like a word.”

“Oh?”

A Hard Apology

Fleur was allowed into Pale’s home and she was accompanied by…

Tempest Shadow.

These mares were familiar with Pale thanks to his work to save Equestria. But now, they were interested in him for more…private reasons.

“...first off,” Tempest explained, “I would like to apologize.”

“For what?” Pale asked, tilting his head.

“For doubting you,” she continued, “I’m sure you’ve faced lots of doubt over the years in reference to your abilities. And I’m ashamed to admit that I was one of them.” She stopped for a moment to sigh, “...Do you recall when we first met and I stated that I found it surprising that a stallion was leading a charge to keep the world safe.”

Pale tapped the side of his head until he recalled exactly what she meant. “Hm? Oh yes. I suppose I do recall that. But it’s not your fault. Most of the ponies in power who have kept the world safe just so happened to be mares, so your surprise was understandable.”

Tempest shook her head. “Even so, it was a remark that was rather…unfair to you as a stallion, and I’d like to apologize for it.”

Likewise, Fleur would also explain herself for her past misdeeds. “And I…admittedly thought lowly of earth ponies such as yourself before I got to know you. It’s my own fault for being stuck within unicorn society for so long that I forgot just how important each pony race is to the world.”

“...Huh…” Pale muttered under his breath. All this time, these two mares had their own biases against him in one way or another, but now they were seeking to rectify their lapses in judgment over the way they treated him in the past.

Something Pale wasn’t exactly very keen on.

“There’s no need to force yourself to make anything up to me,” he replied dismissively, “I--no--we all kinda deal with biases that people have against us every now and again. So there’s no need to worry about me.”

“...About that…”

About an hour earlier…

“You two are gonna make it up to him for what you’ve done. And don’t worry, if you do it right, he’ll make it fun for you both,” Cheerilee proposed to Fleur and Tempest as they stood outside of her door.

“Yes Ms. Cheerilee,” Tempest said with a nod, “Of course. He’s done so much for us that I believe he deserves to be compensated for our…callous thoughts. Stallions like he are rare, but they’re much greater than I ever imagined.”

“Yes,” Fleur agreed, as she shook her head, “I can’t believe I was foolish enough to think earth ponies like you weren’t worth anything.”

Cheerilee smirked at them both. “Just be lucky I don’t hogtie you both up for it and get the paddle out. My orders to you both are a mercy compared to that.”

Both mares shuddered at the thought and flicked their tails.

“O-of course,” Tempest replied, “I humbly accept the punishment you’ve laid out for me.”

“Y-yes…as do I,” Fleur added shakily.

“Good girls,” Cheerilee said with a devious smirk, “Now go on. Face your punishment.”

In the present…

Once they finished recapping Pale on what Cheerilee told them, the stallion rolled his eyes.

“Of course she did something so crazy,” he chuckled, “Well, I can’t exactly refuse her orders. Seeing as she’s top mare and all. So what exactly is your ‘punishment’?”

Fleur levitated a note over to him so that he could read it. “...that’s pretty much it. She wants us to do everything on this list. I looked it over and it sounds rather fun, actually.”

“Same here,” Tempest added, “Of course--we won’t go ahead with anything without your confirmation, Mr. Vestige.”

Once Pale was finished reading over the list, he let out a shrill whistle. “Whoo….sounds devious indeed. Before we get started: Are you both 100% okay with this?”

The both of them nodded assuredly.

“Yes,” Tempest replied as she trotted up to Pale, “I…admittedly don’t know what it’s like to make love to a stallion, so this will be a new experience for me.”

“Same here, ironically enough,” Fleur said with a sarcastic grin, “I was a model, sure--but I never really let anyone get too close to me. Now it’s…got me all alone.”

Given their current situations, Pale found it necessary to not only follow his wife’s orders, but to give them what they’ve secretly desired all these years.

“Well then, if we’re all in agreement: Let us begin.”

ZAP!

In a flash of magic from Moondancer’s relic, the entire scene would change to adapt to what was written on that sheet of paper alongside the anthro spell.

Things would start off in a regal-looking throne room of a castle where Sir Vestige--a gallant knight--would enter in a suit of sterling silver armor.

Tempest Shadow, living out her fantasy, was now a queen seating upon a regal throne of gold with one leg crossed over the other. The red and black corset dress conformed to her body and pushed up her well-endowed bosoms alongside thigh-high heels that exposed a good portion of her legs. Standing next to her was Fleur-De-Lis who acted as one of her guards, holding a lance as she stood next to Tempest’s throne wearing a skimpy, amazonian blue silk cloth that covered only her large chest and pelvis that was adorned with jewels.

“Queen Shadow,” Pale began, “Your days of terror are over. I’ve defeated all of your pathetic knights on my way here so you have nothing left to stand on.”

Tempest got up from her throne, and approached Pale with her chest bouncing and hips swaying alongside her thick thighs in a bid to seduce him. “...Sir Vestige of Old York…you impress me indeed. I knew you were on your way, but this is something I never would’ve expected.”

Pale pointed his glaive at her. “Don’t even try to sway me, witch.”

“But what if I could? Just imagine…all the jewels and mares you could ever dream of…” Tempest offered as she approached him, and drew one of her fingers down her cleavage and pulled on her dress to expose just a bit of her chest to him. “How about it? Care to be my king?”

“Hm…”

A New Throne

“I believe a strong, strapping young stallion such as yourself should be able to have lots of wonderful things, including money, power, and the adoration of all the mares you could desire,” Queen Tempest continued to smoothly talk to him as she got closer and reached down, grabbing at his crotch with one of her hands and feeling at his balls through his armor. “Don’t you~?”

“Mmph…” Pale bit his lip. The queen made an excellent proposition. Not to mention her overwhelmingly large bosoms were pressing against his body, which made it more difficult to think.

“Let me make things a bit more clear…” Tempest used her magic from her newly fixed horn to levitate and remove the armor from Pale’s body, leaving him in his leather tunic and pants which she could grope his twig and berries through much more easily. “How about now~?”

“Argh…y-you drive a hard bargain,” Pale muttered as he bit his lip, trying not to stare at her chest. “But how do I know you’re being serious and that you won’t betray me?”

Tempest giggled as she rubbed her hand up and down his swelling erection through his pants. “Oh Sir Vestige…if you slay me with that weapon in your trousers, you’ll gain everything you want much faster instead of using that vile blade of death.”

Pale couldn’t respond. All he could do was breathe haphazardly as he felt his cock fully harden in his pants. “Ngh…”

“Get on your knees for me,” Tempest offered, “And I’ll take care of you~”

Unable to resist, Pale did as she asked and got down on his knees on the floor.

Moments later, he’d watch as Tempest had removed her boots, leaving her feet bare. She used one foot to pull his trousers back and let his stiff erection free. “Oh my…seems as if you can’t help yourself, can you~?”

“Gaaagh…~”

Tempest used her magic to fully remove his pants, leaving his bottom half entirely naked as she gripped his shaft with her toes. “How does this feel? Being grasped by the royal feet~?”

“Arghh…amazing….~!” Pale responded with heavy breathing as his erection throbbed against her foot.

“I thought so,” she smirked as she continued to stroke him off, and called Fleur over to join in, “Lady Lis. Come pleasure our future king.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Fleur agreed and sauntered over to them both. Standing over Pale, she’d place her foot on the tip of his shaft, teasing him while Tempest stroked him with hers.

“Aghh…yes…j-just like that…” Pale huffed from the addition of Fleur’s equally soft, silky foot.

Fleur also giggled and asked, “Does our king enjoy this? Art thou going to ejaculate to our feet~?”

“Yes…yes please…” Pale practically begged, “If this is the kind of…agh…treatment I’ll be getting here…aaggh…I want more of it~!”

Tempest smirked as she rubbed her foot up and down much faster, taking time to squeeze his blood-filed veins with her toes to get him off much more quickly. “Hmph…as expected…stallions like you simply wish to ejaculate and submit…well, you’ll be mine soon enough~”

Fleur would add to this by curling her toes around the tip of Pale’s cock, practically forcing him to orgasm against his will. “Ejaculate, Sir Vestige,” she egged him on, “Ejaculate for your queen’s feet~!”

“Augh…augh…augh~!!”

At the last second, Tempest pushed her toes onto his balls, then the mares removed their feet and Pale would cum ropes from his cock, spurting out and shooting onto the floor in front of them, staining their feet with his semen.

“Hmph,” Tempest smirked above him, “You’ll be my new stallion slave…perfect for a hung boy like you~”

“Wait…slave…? I thought…”

Queen Tempest pushed her foot down on his balls once more. “Oh please. A stallion like you should only serve one purpose: Serving as my toy for stress relief. Mares rule in this kingdom, so you’d best adapt accordingly~”

“An earth pony one at that,” Fleur scoffed as she magically tied some rope upon Pale’s wrists, tying them together behind his back, “Truly a lowly slave is all you’re worth. I don’t even know how thou managed to become a knight in the first place.”

“Aaaagh…” Pale had been tricked by the anti-stallion queen and her anti-earth pony guard. He’d have to fight his way out somehow…

But before he could think, Tempest had kicked him onto his back, forcing him to lie on the carpet, followed by the queen issuing her guard an order.

“Seat yourself upon his face,” Tempest ordered to Fleur, “His meat shall be my newest throne…”

“Of course,” Fleur replied as she squatted over Pale’s face--her jiggly ass threatening to burst out of the silky blue cloth of her bikini armor as she eventually lowered herself onto him, shaking her hips to drive her ass further onto his face. “Hmph…that is where earth ponies belong.”

“Mmmph~!” Pale huffed and groaned beneath her ass with his cock throbbing and pulsating from the sweet scent of her butt.

Tempest bit her lip and commented, “Such a lowly, degenerate man. All it takes is a mare’s hindquarters to please him. In that case…~” She removed her dress, and let her massive, firm ass out to where Pale could see, followed by Tempest smacking her own butt, causing him to shudder.

“Hhrrhgh…”

“I’ll propose a challenge…” Tempest sat down, facing away from Pale in the reverse-cowgirl position. She grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks before wrapping them around his cock. Her ass was so large that despite Pale’s girth and length, only his tip would protrude from between her butt. “If you can resist shooting your perverted semen upon my royal anus, then you’ll be free. If not, then you’ll lose everything to us.”

For added measure, Fleur would cross her legs so that Pale’s neck would be trapped in her thighs and force his face into her wiggling white ass, lifting his head so that he could watch Tempest’s plump purple ass stroke his cock up and down.

“MMmphhgg….~” Pale could only moan into Fleur’s ass, unable to speak clearly.

With both of her hands on her ass cheeks, Tempest would shake her behind up and down the length of his cock, hotdogging him with an ass so soft that he was already leaking precum onto both cheeks.

“Hmmm? Getting close already, eh? Typical degenerate stallion and his man-thing~” she laughed as she increased her speed, rapidly bouncing her purple butt against his length.

“Aughhhhghg….~” was all Pale could say thanks to Fleur tightening the grip of her thighs and forcing him to her ass even further.

Fleur would then laugh as well, “Of course a lowly earth pony would get off to such vile acts of sin. Unicorns are above such pleasures--which is why we’re superior.”

Tempest would then use her magic to squeeze his balls while squishing her ass around his cock more tightly with her hands. Her butt stroked him so well that she could feel him throbbing along with his seed that was about to erupt.

“Go on you filthy stallion!” Tempest cackled as she sped up further, “Unleash your pathetic, disgusting man-seed upon my perfect bottom! Give yourself up to me! Accept your role beneath mares~!”

“Unfgh…unfhg…uunnhh~!!”

Pale would shift his hips upwards as he exploded all over Tempest’s perfect purple ass, spewing hot seed all over her butt in droves as he bit down on Fleur’s undergarments, tearing them apart as he lost the challenge.

“Oho! What a pathetic man~!” Tempest cackled as she stood above him, “Thy is no king. Thy is but a mere dildo!”

Fleur would stand up and both mares would watch as Pale breathed heavily with his cock still erect.

That’s when Tempest decided to keep things going.

“Put his face between your chest, Fleur,” she commanded while squatting down over Pale’s cock, and taking him in her tight ass. Now preparing to ride him in the cowgirl position, she crossed one leg over the other as if she was really sitting on a throne. With her hands on Pale’s knees, she held onto him while bouncing up and down on his shaft.

Meanwhile, Fleur had undid her bejeweled top, and squished her breasts around the sides of Pale’s head so that his entire face was stuffed in her cleavage as he watched Tempest ride him.

“How do you like your new position, slave~?” she huffed as she bounced upon his shaft in a regal manner, grunting from how deep it pierced her anus and the rest of her body. “This shall be your new life forever~”

“Aaghh…mmmph…” Pale’s body twitched as he uncontrollably nuzzled his face into Fleur’s cleavage. Tempest’s anus was tight and put a strain on his body. But he was still trying to muster the ability to fight back…. “N…no…”

King's Succession

Tempest continued to ride him without a care in the world until…

“...!”

THUD!

Pale flung Fleur forward, and knocked Temepst off of his meat. Neither mare was harmed from this action, as it was part of the script that they had agreed to.

“Ah! W-what…? How are you…?”

Pale stood above Tempest and forced her face into his balls so that she could inhale his musk. “...the one thing you both seem to forget is that we stallions are stronger than mares on average. And earth ponies tend to be stronger across the board. Put that together and you have an unbeatable knight~”

“Mmm…mmm…” Tempest tried to resist at first, but the smell of Pale’s balls caused her eyes to roll back as she opened her mouth and started to slather them in saliva with her tongue. “Ahhg…how are you so…irresistible…?”

“Because you know you’d prefer a stallion like me above you,” he replied with a grin, then turned to look at Fleur.

The white unicorn had been staring at his package. Gazing at his large, throbbing shaft and engorged balls with a visible blush on her face as her pussy dripped to the floor.

“Are you gonna stare like a pervert, or are you going to make yourself useful~?” Pale teased her with a wink.

“...Y-yes sir…” Fleur caved and got on her knees on the other side of his cock.

Now together, both Fleur and Tempest were drowning themselves in his scent as they drew their tongues along both sides of his shaft and balls, worshiping his body in the process.

“...Queen…I can’t take it anymore,” Fleur huffed, “I want…him…I want to serve him…”

“Nghhg…fuck…” Tempest would eventually lose her will as well, and give in to Pale’s body. “...Argh…I yield…just…please fuck me good…I need it!”

Pale snickered and took a seat on the throne that Tempest had been sitting on previously. “I don’t think so. Not yet. If you want me to give you what you want, you’ll have to please me first…as your new king~”

“Yes, sir!” Fleur agreed excitedly, “What shall we do?”

“...I’ll do anything to experience a real stallion,” Tempest admitted with a sigh, then bit her lip, “What are your demands, my lord?”

“Service me first,” Pale commanded as he spread his legs, “Should be simple enough for you~”

“I know just what to do!” Fleur cupped her hands under her breasts and brought them to his cock. She squeezed them until they were hugged around the girth of his shaft in all of their soft, massive white glory. “Does this please you, Lord Pale?”

“Mmph…that it does…~” he complimented her efforts in between a moan or two, then snapped his fingers in Tempest’s direction. “Ahem. Get to work.”

“Yes, my lord,” Tempest replied as she got down next to Fleur and pushed her to the side so that the both of them could press their breasts up against his shaft--surrounding his meat on all sides.

“Good girls,” Pale encouraged them as the tip of his cock leaked precum onto their breasts, “Keep it up and I’ll reward you handsomely~”

“I’ve…never seen one so large…so girthy…” Fleur commented as she squished her chest against his shaft and nuzzled his tip before licking it. “Earth ponies have…so much hidden power that I’ve been ignoring…”

“Aghh…” Tempest couldn’t resist any longer--she began to lap up Pale’s precum from the opposite side, having fully given in to the stallion as her superior. “Yes…stallions are…necessary…we need him….I need him…”

Suddenly, she engorged herself, taking Pale’s cock in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down to suck him off as they both mashed their breasts against his shaft--pushing Pale closer and closer to orgasm.

“Yes…yes…” Pale moaned as he pet the two mares on their heads. “I’m almost…keep going…~!”

Tempest moved her breasts atop Fleur’s so that the latter could jerk off his base with her cleavage while the former took care of his tip.

“Please…please~!” Fleur begged, “Give us your seed you sexy almighty stud~!”

“Agggh~!”

Pale pushed their faces against his cock as he blew his hot load into Tempest’s mouth. The purple unicorn started to gag upon his meat and she eventually pulled off to give herself some air--to which Fleur took her place and started to suck down the rest of his seed to ensure none was left over.

“How…how did we do, Lord Pale?” Tempest asked.

“...A…amazingly…” Pale huffed as he recovered from his orgasm, “Now…if you’d both do me a favor and present yourselves…I can give you what you want.”

“Me first~!” Fleur begged once more, shoving Tempest out of the way.

“Excuse you, I can provide him with much greater pleasures than you!” Tempest huffed as she pushed Fleur, which resulted in both mares tackling each other.

Pale broke them up by grabbing them up by their necks. “...I see we’ll have to do things my way.”

Rara Always Gets What She Wants

“U-uh…what is it that you need help with, Color--er, Countess?” Pale asked with a nervous smile, his lips quivering.

A little known fact about the detective stallion: He was not only a fan of her work, but he was a fan of her ‘Countess’ persona as well. Regardless if she was in or out of costume, he often made time to go see her concerts alongside Cozy when he had the time.

And Coloratura knew this, which is exactly how she decided to spin this little scenario they were in.

“I’ve seen you at my concerts before,” she went on with her cold tone, “You’ve always been in the front row with your daughter, huh?”

“Y-yes…always,” he replied with a nod--unsure of how to internalize her current demeanor because of how much of a stark contrast it was to her usual self. “Believe it or not I uh…actually listen to quite a bit of your music on a regular basis--you’re amazing.”

“Well I’m glad you think so,” she replied as she took a step closer to him. “But let’s get down to business; the life of a pop star is so much more stressful than any of you regular pony folk realize.”

Pale tilted his head, wondering if this was part of the act or if there was some hidden truth in those words of hers. “...Really? I thought things got better for you after…you-know-who left,” he said in reference to Svengallop.

“Of course it did, but my career took me away from Applejack and my other friends. Yet I still didn’t want to let my fans down,” she sighed as she looked at the floor. “Do you have any idea what that’s like at all?”

“Well…of course I do,” Pale replied to console her, “My work sometimes prevents me from being around those I love. Which is exactly why I make sure I can take time off to spend time with them all.”

The Countess rolled her eyes and scoffed with a neutral expression beneath her veil. “Ugh. You can try to understand it all you want, but it’s different when you’re dealing with hundreds of thousands of fans that demand your attention.”

“While that is true…I’m certain they’d understand if you’d want to take a hiatus for time off to yourself,” Pale continued, and moved in to put a hoof around her neck, “They all love you and your talents for you. I’m certain they wouldn’t want you to strain yourself just for them.”

“...You really think so, huh?” she replied hesitantly.

Pale nodded and smiled, “Yes. Of course. Don’t force yourself into doing much more than you’re prepared for. I learned that the hard way, lemme tell ya.”

Coloratura smiled for a moment, then cleared her throat. “...Ahem. Well--what you’re saying may have some validity. But I didn’t call you here to serve as my therapist.”

Realizing her cold demeanor had returned, Pale backed away--his nervous expression also returned as well. “O-oh…my apologies. What exactly do you need--”

Suddenly, the Countess had backed Pale into the nearest empty corner of her trailer with her hooves pressed against both walls. “I need a stallion. Bend over.”

“Wait wha--?!”

“I said: Bend. Over,” she commanded, her voice carrying a cold, yet hefty weight as she glared at him with her stoic expression.

“Y-yes ma’am!” Pale replied hastily as he turned around, and knelt down to the floor with his rear in the air, and his legs spread.

And the Countess took full advantage of his position, lifting her veil and pressing her snout against his balls, causing Pale to let out a sharp gasp.

“Ah! Mmm…”

Soon enough, his cock was fully exposed and now gaining an erection thanks to Coloratura’s work. She started to actively suck on both of his balls--drowning them in saliva before flicking them with her tongue. As she did that, she placed a hoof on his shaft, and started to stroke him, forcing him to become fully erect with his cock dangling for her.

“Now listen…I’ll make this wonderful for you,” she said as she wrapped her hoof around his cock and performed a twisting motion with each stroke. “But you have to do what I say. Understand?”

“Argh….y-yes Countess…” Pale huffed with his hind legs visibly shaking from the pleasure traveling through his body.

Soon enough, she stopped, and gave him another command. “Stand upright on your hind legs.”

Pale would follow her orders and stand upright like a human would. Balancing this way was awkward for ponies, but he managed. And when Coloratura looked over his shoulder…

“Mmm…you’re a monster,” she remarked with a teasing tone as she gazed at his shaft. Then, she stood upright, and leaned upon Pale, pressing her abdomen into his back as she whispered into his ear. “...you’re easily my biggest fan…”

Pale wanted to laugh, but the hotness of her elegant breath in his ear caused him to stutter, and blush. The stallion was unable to respond properly. “I-I…eep!”

Coloratura had grabbed ahold of his cock with her hoof once again--gently rubbing him off back and forth as she wrapped her hoof around it. “Mmm…just imagine…the biggest pop star in the world getting you off, and making you splooge all over the place,” she continued to softly whisper into his ear, “Again…and again…and again…”

“W-wait…h-how…aggghh…” Pale groaned with his hips ever so slightly bucking against her hoof as his cock started to throb from her efforts. “C-Countess I…”

“Simple…I have something in mind that’ll keep you going for as long as I need you too…should you agree to it, of course,” she breathed once more, and added her other hoof into the mix, now jerking him off with both of her silky, polished hooves at once--with one on each side of his shaft. “All you need…is to give in…”

“Agghh…sh-shit…” Pale had his hooves against the wall, helpless as the Countess jerked him closer and closer to climax. There was no way he’d deny her request--especially when it felt this good. “...O-okay…” he muttered in between moans, “I’m in…”

"Good. And for being such a willing participant…" she nibbled upon his ear and whispered, "I'm gonna make you cum…right now…~!

With a sultry giggle, the pop star mare rubbed the detective stallion off faster, her elegant hooves swiftly racing back and forth along Pale's throbbing length.

"Argh….T-Tura…~!" he moaned passionately as he felt the mare nuzzle against his neck and gently nibble upon him.

"That's it. You wanna cum, huh? You wanna bust a nut, shoot your goo, blast your cream, and explode from that big, thick, hung dick of yours~?" she teased him while increasing her speed, desperate to see him get off.

"Yes…Yes…YES~!!" Pale screamed, and at long last…

He came. Long thick blasts of it courtesy of the Countess continuously rubbing him off with her hooves, overstimulating him and forcing him to paint the wall in front of him with his loads of semen until he was shooting blanks. The result was an entire splatter of it the size of a dinner plate.

"Ah…you're a really devoted fan, huh~?" the Countess teased as she walked in front of him and casually lapped up his seed with her tongue, cleaning the wall until nothing was left. "Mmm…that was delicious…"

Pale had collapsed to the floor, lying down on his stomach, still shivering from the afterglow of how strong his orgasm was. "...I don't think I've got anything left in me, Countess…"

"I knew you probably wouldn't, which is why I procured some supplies ahead of time," the Countess casually pranced over to her refrigerator in the middle of the trailer and retrieved…a bag of brownies. "I think you know who made these so you can trust them. Eat one and you'll be in perfect condition for another act."

Pale rose to his hooves and chuckled. Indeed, he already knew just who made those chocolatey desserts and what could potentially be in them.

Something he knew that had only minor side effects.

"Yes ma'am," Pale took one out of the bag and ate it…and just like clockwork, he felt his balls swelling again. These brownies were certainly magical. "Unf…y-yeah…it's working."

"Just like she said," Coloratura replied with a smirk, "Now we’ll be able to keep the show going all night long if I need you to. The face you made when I made you spurt just a few moments ago was adorable,” she said in a patronizingly sweet tone.

“Y-you think so?” Pale asked nervously with a blush on his face, “I-I try my best to fit the criteria of all of my--”

Coloratura cut him off as she cupped her hoof under his chin. “Shhh…don’t worry about words. I just want to hear you squeal like the hunky stallion you arrrree…” she purred into his ear, causing Pale’s heart to race from such close contact.

“O-oh…okay…what would you like me to do next, Countess?” he asked with a nervous tone that had a hint of excitement behind it.

“Get on my bed,” she demanded, “Lie on your back.”

Pale followed her orders and lied on his back…only for the Countess to mount him, and straddle his lower half, causing the stallion to squeal. “...augh!”

“Mmm…” Coloratura bit her lip as she started to grind on Pale’s cock. Now sitting upon it while facing him cowgirl style, she shifted her hips back and forth, slathering his member with the fluids from her dripping pussy and effectively tribbing his cock with her clit stimulating him further. “Bet you thought I was gonna put it in, huh?”

“Agh…C-Countess that’s…” Pale huffed as he watched the mare grind on his stiff member. The strength of his erection was so fierce that his member was actively trying to resist the weight of the mare and push back.

(Un)fortunately, she had overpowered him.

“Unf…ahh..yeah…how does that feel, huh, baby?” Coloratura teased him as she ground her pussy against his shaft. “I bet you wanna cum again soon, huh? Oh you like that, don’t you~?”

Pale couldn’t resist for much longer, but he bit his lip and looked up at the ceiling to try and resist with all of his might.

But the Countess noticed this and decided to up the ante. “Oh? Trying to endure it, huh…?” She quickly switched positions, and held his cock between her thighs and pussy while balancing on her forelegs--now giving him a perfect, textbook thighjob while facing him. “You can’t last forever…you’re mine. You’re gonna keep busting for me until I say so!”

“Agh! F-fuck~!” Pale swore as he moaned in delight, now gazing at her once more, and completely hypnotized by her thighs as she crossed her legs to tighten the grip, looking to coax out his orgasm faster.

“C’mon…cum…cum you big handsome studmuffin~!” Coloratura begged and pleaded while bouncing her thighs up and down at an even faster rate, tightening her grip with her earth pony strength….

Which sent Pale over the edge.

“AGH~!”

A fountain of cum erupted from Pale’s shaft as Coloratura continuously stroked him with her thighs. She giggled as numerous ropes landed upon her clothes and face with her mouth agape and wide to receive more of his hot spunk.

“Yyyyyes~!” she roared hungrily as she licked her lips while taking his seed down her throat, “Oh you’re just perfect…this is what I’ve been needing for years. A stallion who bends to my whims for a change!”

“Ghhhgh…rrghh…” Pale breathed with lustful moans as Coloratura slowed to a stop. Surprisingly, his member was still fully erect and in need of more stimulation… “C-Countess…”

“Looks like someone needs a bit more treatment,” she teased him further, suddenly taking his cock down her throat to clean him off, causing Pale to moan even more. “I’ve got just the thing that’ll really take you over the edge.”

“...Amazing. Underneath the visage of a calm, relaxed mare is a woman who’s desperate plea for help demands that she take control of someone beneath her. It’s a good thing I’m into it.”

“...W-what exactly?” Pale mumbled as he watched the Countess turn around, and continue to straddle him--reverse cowgirl style now.

Just like before, Coloratura began to stimulate him. She pressed his cock between her butt cheeks until it was a snug fit--then she began to stroke him with her firm, shapely rear. “Mm…lucky for you…I just got my backdoor cleaned,” she said in reference to her puffy anus that was currently stroking Pale’s shaft along with her cheeks. “So you know what that means, big guy?”

One of the less common positions due to the intense need to ensure cleanliness…

“A-anal...??” Pale gasped, moaning from how soft her butt was. “A-are you sure that’s okay?”

Pale’s precum had begun to serve as lube for Coloratura’s anus, which was actively kissing Pale’s cock, begging for entry. At this point, she had become unhinged--a hysterical smirk on her face as she glanced over her shoulder at him. “Yes…yes…you’re gonna fuck my tight, pop star ass and you’re gonna like it~!!”

“W-wait--!!”

Before Pale could say anything else--

PLAP!

The Countess had already spread her ass apart, and in an instant, Pale’s shaft was consumed by her puffy pony anus--her butt slammed down upon him to the base of his cock causing both to moan out in ecstasy.

“Auuuuughh~!” Coloratura squealed with her tongue hanging from her mouth.

“Eeeeegh~!” Pale chirped alongside her, nearly frothing at the mouth

Both of them were in a newfound state of pleasure. Tura’s ass was so tight that Pale’s cock was being constrained by a warm, and powerful sleeve that he couldn’t even begin to fight his way out of. The mare’s anus held him down at the base of his cock, sending shocks of pleasure to his head every few seconds.

And for Tura herself, she was being split apart and pierced by a girthy stallion that had activated numerous parts of her brain. Her feral nature to mate had taken over and her pussy was actively leaking aroused juices onto Pale’s balls.

“Omigosh! Yessss…~!” she hummed aloud as she started to raise and lower her hips, slamming down on Pale’s cock as her tight anal walls stroked his shaft--nay, his entire body was being stimulated due to her enhanced earth pony magic. “You’re fucking me up inside, Pale! Oh god I needed this…you better cum for me…you better cum loads of times!” she yelped happily, finally appearing to be gaining true satisfaction with her body…

All while Pale sank further into the bed--the weight of her ass slamming upon him was both painful, yet pleasurable due to the increased force sending waves of pleasure through his whole body.

So he obliged.

With his hooves on her ass, Pale forced her to slam harder upon his cock, causing the entire bed to shake. “Agh…mmph…I will…I promise…you can do whatever you want to me, Countess~!!”

“Then cum!” she yelled as she started to pick up speed, rapidly slamming her ass on Pale every few seconds. “Cum like you’ve never cum before! I want those balls drained into me~!”

Every few times she came down, Coloratura would stop and shake her hips on his cock, wiggling her ass and strangling his shaft further into her body as she wrapped her tail around his body, using it to support him. At this point, Pale was a wreck, unable to hold back any longer as Tura was now fully focused on riding him until he gave up his seed.

A few dozen, hard, fast slaps of her ass later, and they both howled in pleasure together yet again as Pale came and Coloratura squirted. The mare slammed down so hard that the legs of the bed beneath them snapped and gave way, causing them to hit the floor. Pale filled her guts with enough seed to give her stomach a slight bulge, and Tura squirted from her pussy to the point of creating a small puddle of her fluids beneath her…

“Aghh…aagh…” she took momentary, quiet breaths as she started to remove her ‘Countess’ costume and makeup, leaving her in her usual, bare state as she snuggled up to Pale. “...thank you…so much…”

But Pale wasn’t quite finished. He barely managed to pull his cock out of her ass, and promptly shoved it between her thighs, rubbing her off with his length before promptly shoving his cock in her pussy. Since she had been cleaned, there was no fear of spreading anything which Pale knew and wanted to take advantage of.

“Ahh…mmm…P-Pale…” she moaned softly.

“Shhh…you’ve…been through a lot of mental and physical stress and I’m here to serve as your outlet for it,” he cooed to her ear as he raised one of her legs and gently spoon-screw her sideways, taking care to specifically rub his member against her clit. “It’s what I’m here for…”

“Ahhnn…mmm…” Tura would continue to squirt, moaning softly as a result of Pale taking the time to strike at her sensitive areas. “...I see why Cheerilee married you…” she remarked with an impressed tone, “You…really know how to treat a mare…”

“Hey…it’s partially my fault your problems went undiagnosed for so long…” Pale said in between thrusts, “So it’s on me to help you…Ms. Tura….aghh….” The mare’s squirting, contracting pussy caused him to have another orgasm right with her--cumming directly in her womb on top of everything else with both of them biting their lips while gazing at each other, and slowly coming to a stop. After which, he reached his hooves under hers in order to closely cuddle the mare. “...I just hope it was enough…”

“M-more than enough…” she replied with a happy sigh, “...thank you. I feel so much better now that I’ve gotten that out of my system.”

Pale nibbled her neck and replied, “That’s good. I’ve seen too many pop stars fall to undiagnosed mental issues. You’ve got an entire life ahead of you, Tura.”

Coloratura giggled and turned her head to kiss Pale on the lips. “Oh you…I hope you and Cheerilee have a long, happy marriage…think we could do this again sometime?”

“Mmm…certainly,” he smiled and replied, “Since she’s been watching us this entire time, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that-”

“You can’t blame me!” a weak-kneed Cheerilee called out as she stumbled into the trailer, “That was beautiful, dear!”

Coloratura simply laughed with a snort. “...you two are meant for each other alright~”

Toying With Him

Cheerilee approached Bonbon and grabbed ahold of the latter’s chin with a gloved hand. “Oh I bet you’re getting off to this, aren’t you? Watching my husband fuck your wife better than your lousy toys ever could~?”

Bonbon bit her lip, but the replica of Pale’s shaft buzzing in her ass caused her to squirt uncontrollably and throw her head back. “AUGH~!”

“That’s what I thought,” Cheerilee cooed to the candymare while putting a ball gag over the latter’s mouth as Pale and Lyra continued to play with each other…

More specifically, Lyra pulled Pale along with her via her hand and walked up to the restrained Bonnie. Then, she turned to face him and grabbed ahold of his erect cock. “Push it through my thighs~”

“Oh?” Pale did as she asked, and pressed his body against Lyra’s, pushing his stiff equine shaft through her petite thighs and along her bare pussy lips that were still dripping wet. It was long enough to the point that 2/3rds of the length poked out to Bonbon who couldn’t even vocalize now due to the red gag in her teeth.

“Mmmph…fuck, that feels so good against me~” Lyra moaned as she ground herself back and forth along Pale’s shaft, stilumating both her clit and his cock. “Wanna fuck my thighs until you cum on my wife’s body~?”

“Mmmph…ahhh~” Pale moaned with her and started kissing along her neck, “Fuck yeah…let’s show her what a real toy can do…”

“First….” Lyra used her magic to grab ahold of Pale’s hands with her golden aura. Then, she forcefully placed both of his hands upon her plump, bubble butt cheeks. “C’mon, Daddy P--use me like the dyke I am…~” For added measure, she crossed her legs, making the grip of her thighs tighter and much more enjoyable for them both as she nuzzled against his chest and teasingly shook her butt along his length in front of Bonbon.

“Ggrhg….as you wish, madam~” Pale replied as he grabbed and squeezed Lyra’s ass while thrusting back and forth against her wiggling thighs and ass. “F-fuck…”

Lyra shot Bonbon a teasing smirk over her shoulder in between gasps of pleasure. “Agh~! Yes…that’s so damn good…c’mon, new toy. Explode all over her~!” She sped up and actively thrust against Pale’s

Bonbon blushed as she watched Lyra’s ass move along Pale’s meat, unable to take her eyes off of her lover, and intrigued by their new toy as well. At last, she didn’t resist, and was willing to accept her place as the submissive. “Mm…”

Pale started moaning as he felt his orgasm on the rise. His fingers sank into the mare’s plump, green ass as he rapidly thrust his hips between the tightness of her constricted thighs. With Bonbon watching with bated breath, it wasn’t long before Pale gave in to the pleasure--

“C-cumming~!”

And at last, he thrust his hips and practically sprayed Bonbon’s entire body with ropes of cum while moaning. The candymare flinched and gasped from behind the ball gag until Cheerilee removed it and brought some of the seed to Bonbon’s lips, forcing her to taste it…

“Mmm…wow…a toy that actually shoots real cum…” Bonbon shivered in response to the taste.

But Lyra wasn’t done. She pushed Pale onto the bed, and spread her pussy apart so she could hop onto his erect shaft. Without warning, she started riding his cock with her arms around his neck as he sat upright--commonly known as the mastery position.

“Fuck…yeah…he’s splitting me in half, Bonnie~!” Lyra groaned with a lustful expression--tongue hanging out of her mouth as she repeatedly slammed up and down upon Pale’s cock.

Smack!

“Agh~!”

Pale struck her ass with his hand, encouraging her to ride him faster. “Argh…come on…fuck me like you mean it~!” He then wrapped his arms around her body, holding her in place sho that she could only move her hips.

Which worked in his favor as Lyra groaned lustfully and brought Pale’s face to the depths of her cleavage while slamming her pussy down faster, stimulating his sensitive cock into orgasm. “Cum--cum--cummmm~!!”

“Mmmph~!” Pale groaned into her cleavage as Lyra squirted on his cock, tightening her pussy’s grip and forcing him to fire off hot seed and breed her womb full of his spunk. “Sh-shit…you’re amazing~”

With a flash of magic, Lyra would stimulate his balls into retaining their swollen state. “Ah-ah-ah. We’re not done yet…next I want you to…”

ZAP!

In another flash of magic, Pale was lying on the bed with his head in Cheerilee’s lap as both Lyra and Bonbon--with the ball gag and shaft replica now removed--mashing their plump, firm asses against both sides of his cock. Effectively ‘riding’ him at the same time with his shaft stimulating their clits.

“Ah…ahh…fuck…” Bonbon huffed as she shook her ass upon Pale’s cock, “The smell, the way it feels…none of our toys ever felt like this, hun~!”

“Unf…oh yeah…I know, right?” Lyra replied while using her hands to grope her breasts to stimulate herself further. “It’s like our dragon toys but…so much better…~”

As the mares continued to throw their butts against both sides of his cock, Pale moaned and huffed repeatedly while resting his head on Cheerilee’s thighs--the latter was busy stroking her husband’s hair with her hand.

“Ahh…oh my god this is so good…” Pale mumbled under his breath while he watched the lesbian couple twerk on his cock. “They really got use out of me, huh Cheery~?”

“Exactly, baby,” Cheerilee cooed to him sweetly, “Now just imagine this on a greater scale…a dozen mares all around you. Some riding your meat, others tending to your beautiful big black balls, some riding your fingers, and of course, one sitting on your face…and then they rotate! The ultimate gangbang for the best, most apex stallion~!”

The way she described such a fantasy caused Pale’s dick to throb and leak rivers of precum from his tip and onto the mare’s jiggling asses. But he then shook his head while biting his lip.

“N-no…that’s…I don’t deserve that, love…really. There’s no way that many mares would come together just to get a piece of m-me…” he continued to moan from the smooth, gentle, dual-action of both mare’s supple butts assaulting his shaft from both sides. “Augh…g-girls…if you don’t stop I’ll--NGH!”

“Ah~!”

“Ahhhh~!”

Lyra and Bonbon moaned together as they squirted while Pale fired off another load that spewed out and landed on their asses--cum ran down the curvature of their butts as his seed dripped out from being squeezed by them both.

“Ahhh…so wonderful…” Pale moaned as Cheerilee continued to hold him against her thighs.

“...You’d be surprised at how many mares would love to be in a beautiful, messy orgy with you, Paley~” Cheerilee swooned and placed a kiss on his forehead.

Lyra then turned to him and made another request. “A-ah…okay…t-time to…fuck her so hard that you b-break Bonnie’s legs while I finger myself, Pale~”

“Wait what--?!”