6 months later…

Kara’s eyes fluttered open, an all too familiar, pleasurable sensation pulling her from her slumber. She knew it well, the unmistakable feeling of a thick, throbbing zebra cock slamming into her marehood - though it was one she welcomed happily. Slowly shifting in place, groggily placing her forelegs in front of her, she slowly started motioning her hips back in tune with the unknown stud behind her. Her nerves went alight, shooting her out of her sleepy state and directly into an excitable, eager one. Biting her lip, suppressing a flurry of moans, she began slamming her ass back against the zebra railing her.

To her side she heard a set of grunts, and, turning her attention towards the sound, she was met with a familiar sight. There was Fenris, in the exact same position as her, pressing his rump back against a zebra. He must have just woken up too, as they were often put to work in unison. As he looked back at her, a lust-crazed smile across his face, he giggled before picking up his pace. Kara dumbly chuckled back at her former mate, before she too started increasing the rate at which she served the zebra using her.

The amorous circumstance, as of six months ago, was their usual morning routine. Being awoken by a zebra fucking one of their holes, sometimes several at once, was the norm, and they loved it. Time could do many things to a pony, and having had their wills shattered beyond repair all those months ago, their new lifestyles had been welcomed with open hooves. Their anger and defiance had long since been replaced by obedience and thoughtlessness, all but solidifying their fall from grace. More akin to mindless bimbos than anything else at this point, the pair were shadows of their former selves - not that they were going to complain.

They now slept in a simple hut in the middle of the village, usually having several zebra studs sleeping around them, or, more than often, sleeping while inside them too. It was truly a purpose they had embraced entirely, long ago having thrown away the prideful adventurers they once were. They had abandoned their relics, replacing their beloved artifacts with lovely, golden sets of rings around their necks. Gold piercings lay in their ears, with a set of them also on Kara’s tits, laying there as yet another symbol of their submission. A few rings were wrapped around their forelegs as well, but for Fenris in specific, he was also awarded a nice, tight one around his cock. Their appearances hadn’t just changed there though. The day after they had been broken, they were graced with a different set of stripes. Applied to them permanently with a special mix the zebras had made, they were forever marked as a part of this village - as cocksleeves and nothing more.

Fervently throwing their asses back against the two studs railing them, the pair of ponies clenched their holes and dutifully pleased the zebras with everything they had. Though they were anything but pure when they had first arrived all those months ago, getting fucked nonstop every day since had elevated them from being good at sex to literally living for it. Feeling the stallionhoods within them flare, they both thrust their hips back with immense force, hilting their respective zebra entirely within them. As the first ropes of virile, hot zebra spunk shot into their depths, they flexed their walls and expertly milked the studs for everything they were worth. Minutes went by, as the two savored the sensation of their depths being filled to the brim, but eventually, the stallions reached the ends of their peaks.

Feeling the studs pull out of them, Kara and Fenris swiftly wheeled around, diving their muzzles onto the softening cocks before them just as quickly. Slurping up the concoction of their lewd juices and zebra spunk, the pair cleaned off the two studs with expert efficiency. Lavishing their nuts, licking and suckling their shafts on the way up, the two left these zebras cleaner than when they had first started. Savoring the tongue bath they were receiving, the two stallions gently stroked their slut’s mane, enjoying the moment.

“Good, just like that ~” one stud cooed, closing his eyes as the pleasure Fenris was giving him swept over him.

The other bit his lip as Kara fiercely dove her muzzle downwards onto his shaft. “Mmmph ~ That’s a good slave…keep it up.”

A few more moments went by, before the two studs regrettably had to usher the pair to stop servicing them. Grabbing their manes, the duo pulled each pony off of them and took a step back.

Swallowing a hefty bit of saliva, marish juices, and cum, Kara looked up at each zebra. “What would you like your sluts to do now?”

“Would you like to rut us again? We’re happy to serve ~” Fenris added, shimmying his hips.

One of the zebras shook his head, dismissively waving a forehoof in front of him. “You’re good for now, slaves, but Obo has requested a meeting with the two of you.”

“Go on and head out, but don’t forget to serve any of our people that wish to use you on the way there,” the second added, gesturing towards the door. “You’re in no rush, so you can’t put aside your jobs.”

Fenris and Kara nodded in response, before looking at one another and giggling.

“Of course we’ll do our jobs!”

“We live to serve after all~”

The two zebras rolled their eyes, before turning and trotting out of the hut. Left alone with one another, the couple looked up and down one another.

“Guess Master wants to see us,” Fenris started, rising up and trotting towards the door, tail flagged and wagging.

Eyeing her partner’s cum filled backdoor, Kara followed suit. “Maybe he’ll let us worship him today ~ It’s been so long since he gave us a treat!”

Fenris bit his lip, the prospect of being graced with his owner’s cock sending a thrilled shiver up his spine. “Hehe ~ I hope so.”

Pulling open the hut’s door, the two sluts made their way out of their home. Cum dripped down their thighs, drool slipped down their muzzle, and sweat from an early morning rut formed across their bodies - yet this was nothing out of the ordinary. They always started their days off like this, leaving their new home with a hole or two filled to the brim with seed. Anything but this would’ve been seen as more out of place.

Happily trotting ahead, swaying their hips all the while, the two began their journey to Obo’s hut. They were rather casual with most of the zebras in this village, nonchalantly allowing themselves to be used by them however they pleased, but when it came to their Master, it was something far more intense. Obo was the one that outright owned them, but he was kind enough to bestow upon them the right to be the village cumdumpsters. They were overjoyed at the opportunity, having since dutifully fulfilled their roles since the day they were shattered, but a massive downside of it all was the fact that Obo himself only used them on occasion.

It had been quite some time since the chief last used his two pets, going nearly an entire month now without so much as allowing them to worship his package. It was the longest period they had gone without their Master’s direct affection, so the notion of him wishing to see them sent a ecstatic surge of excitement through their bodies. They had to make their way through the village first though, since Obo's hut was at the very end, but that wasn’t an issue.

Getting fucked and used multiple times on the way there would only make the experience all the better.

As if on cue, a zebra stud trotted up besides Fenris and slapped the pegasus firmly on the ass. Giving a pleased groan, the stallion stopped his path and turned to face the striped stud.

Smiling warmly at the zebra, hungrily eyeing the growing package below him, Fenris looked on with lidded eyes. “Would you like your slut to serve you?”

The stud snickered, trotting up to a chair outside his hut. Laying back on it, he gestured for Fenris to come over. “Yeah, I would. Why don’t you be a good little mare and come ride me.”

Without an ounce of hesitation, Fenris perked up and began trotting over towards the other stud. Swaying his hips, licking his lips, he slowly crept up towards the zebra. Placing his forehooves against the striped cutie, Fenris pressed his weight onto him and slowly slipped his way onto the stallion’s lap. Feeling the zebra’s hard cock sliding along the curves of his ass, the pegasus gently rocked his hips back and forth, gliding the shaft along his shapely curves, teasing his pulsing backdoor each time.

Some time ago he would’ve scoffed at the thought of him doing such a thing. Being degraded to such a level, obediently following every whim these zebras told him, and the way he was fashioned like a trophy of theirs - it would’ve all seemed ridiculous to him. Though, that was back when he was foolish, when he was ignorant of his true purpose. These zebras had shown him the light, had shown him his true role as a mare, and he couldn’t be more grateful.

Pausing his motions, raising his hips, he positioned himself right above the zebra’s shaft, prodding his asshole with it. Licking his lips, he looked down at his partner. “Yes sir, make me your mare~”

Finishing his statement, Fenris slammed his hips down, slipping the entire stallionhood into his depths in one fell swoop. Throwing his head up, releasing a deep, guttural moan, he began riding the striped stud in a frenzy. Plunging his body down, cum gushing out of his backdoor as his ass jiggled with each and every motion, he fucked himself on his domineering partner like a mare on prom night.

Kara snickered, enjoying the sight of her once proud stallion fulfilling his duties as a bitch, before a whistle behind her drew her attention. Wheeling around, she was met with a rather large stud looking over at her with lidded eyes. Laying on the ground, resting his head on a pillow he had brought with him, he motioned for her to come towards him.

Excitement filling her being, Kara swiftly waltzed over towards the stallion, her marehood giving an eager wink in response - allowing a surge of seed to gush out of her depths. Standing beside the stallion now, she eyed his large, hard tool before pulling her attention towards his face.

“How would you like this bitch to serve you, sir,” she questioned, barely hiding her excitement.

Her and Fenris had both been taught how to properly behave and act, being instructed to control themselves and only act upon the orders they were given. They were still absolutely and utterly addicted to every zebra and the seed they provided, but their obedience and loyalty to Obo overpowered their endless lust. Eagerly awaiting her instructions, she watched as the zebra slowly spread his legs apart.

“I want you to ride me, like the other cocksleeve is,” he started, smirking at the mare. “But with your ass towards me. Let’s see those nice, juicy flanks of yours bounce on my dick.”

Kara giggled, all but thrilled to be referred to in such a degrading manner. Had it been some months ago, she would’ve knocked this zebra into next Tuesday, but she had since learned that this was simply how she deserved to be spoken to. Walking over the stud, she slowly positioned herself over him, before lowering herself and grinding her cum-filled pussy along his length.

“T-thank you for allowing this lowly slut to serve you,” she groaned, feeling his flare grind against her engorged clit.

The sounds of moans to her side only drove her lust further, as Fenris was now being absolutely ravaged by the zebra he was riding. Grinding her cunt further along her stud’s shaft, she reached down and lined his tool up with her slickened folds. Taking a deep breath, preparing herself for the seas of pleasure she was about to enter, she forced herself down and engulfed his entire dick into her depths.

The intrusion forced a delighted moan out of her lips, as she began to ride the zebra. Glancing over at Fenris, seeing just how fast the pegasus was throwing himself down on his partner, she opted to already accelerate her own motions to match his. Thrusting her hips downwards, she began dutifully slamming herself down against the zebra’s crotch, much to his delight. Some of her downwards plunges were met by a fierce smack on one of her flanks, only further driving her to fuck herself with everything she had.

The two continued to ride their individual stud, lavishing every single moment of their pleasures, though, as always, an end had to come. Feeling both studs flare within them, they slammed themselves down and grinded against the zebras’ groins, awaiting their reward. Thankfully for them, it came swiftly, as rope after rope of thick, molten seed shot its way into their depths. Their own bodies convulsed and quivered as they were bred, orgasms of their own rocking through their bodies with fierce intensity. Tongues lolling out, they shuddered in place as they reached the end of their peaks alongside the zebras.

As they had been taught and trained, molded into their shattered minds through practice, the two hastily rose off the zebras and released the pair of cocks with an audible pop. Cum gushed out of their stuffed holes, as they shimmied their ways downwards and began cleaning off the studs’ shafts. Hungrily drinking up all the juices that coated their individual stallion’s dick, they dutifully swallowed it all and licked their lips.

The first stud lovingly stroked Kara’s mane, smiling down at her. “You really did turn out to be a real good toy. You know that?”

“Th-thank you, sir,” she stammered in response, shivering from head to hoof as the Estrum-infused seed took effect on her.

“You felt great as usual, slut,” the second complimented, ruffling Fenris’ mane. “I can’t wait till you become a real mare.”

The remark confused Fenris, unsure as to what the stud meant exactly. Shrugging it off as some abstract compliment, he giggled in response. “But I’m already a mare!”

The zebra chuckled, exchanging a smirk with his companion. “Why don’t you two continue making your way to Obo’s hut. What I said will make a lot more sense then ~”

Watching the two zebras motion their hooves in a dismissive fashion, the pair of ponies continued their path. Their “jobs” as they were referred to, didn’t involve much actual work. They were simply assigned to fulfill any and all desires of the zebras within the village, something they were now immensely fond of. For some time, their minds were far too broken to even process complex commands, but eventually their shattered mentalities were remodeled properly. They were to serve, clean, and repeat, from the moment they woke, to the moment they slept. They had grown used to this lifestyle, barely remembering any aspects of their old lives, and being so they had grown very efficient in their practice.

The trot to Obo’s went as they’d expect, several zebras stopping them, making use of their bodies, and then sending them on their ways. It was a simple way of life, one their dumbed down minds were capable of following, but today was slightly different than most. Having been summoned by their Master, they made their way through the town with a bit more haste than usual. A few more ruts, facefucks, and filled holes later, and the two sweat-streaked, cum-covered ponies had reached their destination.

Standing outside Obo’s hut, looking at the door, the pair exchanged glances with one another. Cum dripped off and out of their bodies, dumb, excited smiles were plastered across their faces, and their eyes were filled with desire like no other. Serving any of the villagers was a phenomenal experience, both from the pleasure and the satisfaction of getting more Estrum-infused seed, but Obo was always a gargantuan step above the rest.

It was simple, while these common villagers were their superiors, Obo was their master. Serving him was always a magnitude more significant than any other zebra, for a multitude of reasons. For the most part, they felt obliged to give him their absolute best. Always. After all, he was the one so kind and gracious to finally make them fully see the light. He was the one that finished off their old, foolish lives and reshaped them into their true ones - as slaves. As his. Since he so generously bestowed upon them their true purposes, it was only fair they devote themselves to him to the utmost level. Not only that, but simply put, he was impossible to compare to. His size, weight, force, and more all just culminated into the absolute peak of all pleasurable things imaginable. Like some god of fertility, he was incomparable when it came to carnal might.

Unable to wait any longer, imagining all the euphoric pleasures their Master may grace them with, the two slipped their way into his hut. Entering the home, they paused. Laying on his bed, legs spread open and showing off his gargantuan tool, was Obo. Their breathing halted, their eyes went wide, and within an instant all their patience and formality left them. Scurrying towards the bed, quite literally throwing themselves at the stud, the ponies laid beside him and began caressing his chest with kisses.

“M-Master! We’ve missed you so much! Please, let us serve you!” Fenris cried, craning his head up and kissing the stud on his neck.

“We’ve been such good bitches, Master! Please grace us with your cock!” Kara followed, kissing the center of his chest while slowly moving towards his face.

Obo chuckled, raising his forelegs and pushing the two off him. A mixture of zebra cum and sweat now stained his sheets, having been covering the two ponies heavily, though he didn’t much care for it. Issuing the two to get off his bed, he rolled off to the side. He glanced over, seeing the two sit besides each other, squirming in place. To say their need was immense would be an understatement, it was damn near unquenchable - especially when it came to him. Turning to face the two of them, he warmly smiled at them.

“It’s true, you two mares have proved to be wonderful slaves for my clan,” he started, slowly beginning to trot towards them. “To think, you once denied this lifestyle. I mean, you even dared to threaten me back then.”

The two ponies’ eyes went wide, before they swiftly bowed their heads forward.

“We’re so sorry for how foolish we once were! We know better now!”

“Please forgive us! We’re good bitches now! We promise!”

Obo gave a hearty laugh, dismissively waving a hoof towards the two ponies. “No no, no need to apologize, slaves.” He leaned against his bed frame, ushering the two ponies to sit besides him. As they sat beside and below him, leaning against his thighs, he slowly began to pet each of their manes softly with both forehooves. “I know you two were simply…in need of enlightenment all those months ago. You put up such a big fight, but thankfully for you both I fixed you.”

The pair groaned lightly, ecstatic to be graced with their owner’s touch, before replying in unison. “Thank you, Master.”

Obo continued to pet his pets, before huffing out air. “And because you’re both such good bitches now, and have been for the last few months, I’ve decided it’s time you receive a big reward.”

The pair perked up, swiftly rising up and looking towards their Master. Their eyes shimmered with excitement, fully assuming that he was implying he’d give them the rut they had both been desperately craving. Though, as he chuckled, their grins wavered.

“Sadly, I will not be rutting you today,” he clarified. Seeing the crestfallen expressions adorning their faces, he shook his head. “Don’t be sad, my sluts, for what I have planned is just as good, if not even better.”

Fenris perked up, his tail starting to wag behind him. “R-really!? What is it, Master?”

Obo glanced at the pegasus from the corner of his eye. “For you, it will be essentially the same, but with some extra steps.” He turned his attention towards Kara. “You understand the special, magic potion we’ve given you every week since you became ours, right?”

Kara raised a brow, tilting her head curiously. “The one that prevents me from carrying one of your foals? That one, Master?”

Obo smirked, nodding his head in agreement. “Yes that one. Well, you will not be taking it this week, or ever again for that matter.” He reached into a small saddlebag on his end table, pulling out two glowing, purple vials. “Instead, you’ll be drinking one of these today.”

Kara’s mind raced, unsure of what exactly her Master was planning. Without her usual potion, there was a chance she’d carry one of the zebras’ foals, something she was told she didn’t have the right to do - yet at the least. Biting her lip, a swarm of possibilities running through her head, she looked straight at Obo.

“Does that mean…”

Obo swirled the potions in his forehoof, allowing their contents to stir within their glass container. “Yes, slave. These right here are fertility potions.” He snickered, glaring right into her eyes. “You’ve earned the right to become a broodmare for our village.”

Kara's eyes went wide, her heart nearly burst out of her chest, and a massive, joyous smile split across her muzzle. She bowed her head forward, her marehood absolutely gushing with a mixture of arousal and excitement. “Thank you, Master! Your bitch is honored! Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Obo glanced at the mare’s swaying flanks, licking his lips while doing so, though something in the corner of his eye caught his attention. If Fenris had looked sad briefly before, he now looked absolutely crushed. With his lips out in an upset pout, evading his eyes from his former mate and master, he poked the floor with a forehoof.

“What ever is the matter, mare?” Obo began, looking over at the pegasus.

Nervously squirming in place, arousal, jealousy, and sadness coursing through him, Fenris hesitantly looked up towards his Master. “I…I…I want to be a broodmare for you too, Master.” He sighed, looking down towards the floor once again. “I've been such a good bitch…” He looked back at Obo, passion filling his eyes. “I’ve been such a good mare!”

Obo chuckled, placing the two purple vials back onto the table. “That you have, my precious little pegasus.” He reached into his bag once again, pulling out a dark, green vial. “Which is why I had our top alchemists mix this up.”

Fenris’ ear twitched, curiosity beginning to flow within his mind. “What’s that, Master?”

Obo raised the vial, squinting at its contents, before looking back at the other stud. “This, my curious pony, is a special, incredibly complex brew. It took weeks to prepare, cost us plenty of valuable materials, and is the first of its kind.” He smiled, swirling the potion’s contents with his hoof. “Aren’t you curious as to why I brought two fertility potions with me?”

Slowly, the pieces to the puzzle began piecing together in Fenris’ reshaped mind, and a sneaking suspicion that drove him nearly insane with excitement began to form. “Is…is that…”

“This, my pet,” Obo interjected, proudly raising the vial into the air, “is a one of a kind potion that can turn a stallion into a mare.” He furrowed his brow, tilting his chin up and glancing down at Fenris. “Or in this specific case, turn you into a mare.”

The pegasus’ heart skipped a beat, he felt an ecstatic tingle go up his spine, and his loins surged with heat. The prospect of fully becoming a mare, entirely abandoning the stallion he once was to the near fullest extent, sounded almost too good to be true. He was beyond happy to know his Master had been considering him in such a light, but one concern rose in his thoughts. “B…but what about when it wears off?”

“That’s the thing,” Obo added, leaning forward and hovering the vial inches away from the pony’s muzzle. “It may be temporary, but if you were to get knocked up while it’s active…” He leaned forward, whispering into the pegasus’ ear. “Its effects on you will become permanent.”

Fenris gulped, struggling to believe what he was hearing. “S-so…it’ll…”

“It will make you a true mare for the rest of your life.” Obo sternly interrupted, no longer leaning against the bed frame, now towering over the smaller stallion.

The uncertainty in Fenris’ eyes faded away in an instant, replaced with desire and an absolute hunger to serve. “Please, give me it! Let me become the best slave I can possibly be for you, Master!”

Obo chuckled, biting down on the cork plugging the vial, and dutifully popped it off. “Well, then don’t let me stop you.”

Given all the permission he needed, Fenris snatched the vial up with a wing. Pressing the tip of the bottle to his lips, he chugged down the contents of the potion. A minty flavor spread across his tongue, while a tingling sensation flowed through his mouth, down his throat, and into his stomach. Not slowing down at all, he coaxed every last drop out of the container, leaving nothing left.

Releasing a satisfied “ahh” as he swallowed the last of the vial’s contents, he paused for a moment to look over himself. He was still clearly the same curvy, enticing piece of eye-candy stallion he had always been, which nearly made his heart drop. His mind raced with worry. Did the potion fail? Was he not good enough to truly become a mare? Would his Master be displeased? Would he never get to carry the foals of the zebras that shattered him?! What if -

His concerned thoughts came to a halt, as he felt his entire body tingle from head to hoof. Blinding light shimmered around his body, enveloping him within it. The entire room was lit up, causing both Kara and Obo to cover their eyes. Fenris clenched his eyes, feeling all his nerves go alight, before everything around him went dark. Sight, sound, taste, and the very sense of feeling itself left him, as he entered an empty void. A few seconds went past, before the light shrouding him burst outward, and all his sensations came rushing back.

He blinked wildly, spots dotting his vision as the world around him came back into existence. He smacked his lips, remnants of the potion’s flavor dancing over his taste buds, before he was able to see clearly once again. Near immediately, he noticed things felt different. The room around him seemed a portion bigger, seemingly like he had become a fair bit shorter, but that wasn’t the only thing he noticed. With a loud clinging sound, the ring that had been placed around his cock fell to the floor. The sudden noise made the pegasus nearly jump, but then he noticed that the burning in his loins felt a fair margin more significant, and, feeling a bead of something dripping down his thigh, his eyes went wide. Wheeling towards a mirror propped against Obo’s wall, Fenris nearly fainted.

Greeting him in his reflection, was no longer the comely, shapely stallion he had once seen. Staring back at him, or rather her, was an entirely new pony. A fair bit shorter, with her hair slightly altered, and a face that was somehow even more feminine than she could’ve ever expected, was Fenris, the new Fenris.

Without an ounce of hesitation, the mare turned on her metaphorical heels, bringing her rump to face the mirror. Glancing over her shoulder, she flagged her tail and felt the breath in her lungs halt. Greeting her was no longer a pair of ripe, fuzzy nuts and a respectable stallionhood, no, in their stead was a plump, salivating and winking marehood. Lifting her hind leg a bit, she was also greeted by a pair of modestly large tits just below her newly acquired snatch.

Her backdoor was the same as before, as delectable and enticing as ever, but now with a pussy to accompany it, her rear was all the more fitting for her role as a mare. Now, she was truly going to live up to the title. Swaying her hips lightly, taking note that her ass was a bit more plump, she beamed and looked towards her Master.

“Thank you, Master! I love it! I love this!” a far more feminine voice spoke, dripping with excitement and gratefulness. “Please! Breed Kara and I! I want this to be permanent! I don’t ever want to go back! Give us your foals, we need them!”

Kara joined in, voicing her desires just as much. “Fenris looks so much better now, Master! Please make sure she stays like this!” She bumped the side of her flank against the newly forged mare, giggling while doing so. “Now you can pump both our wombs full! Please, knock us up!”

“Now, now,” Obo replied, turning towards the table and snatching the fertility potions in his grasp once more. “Drink these first.”

The mares obeyed their command, grabbing one vial each for themselves. Carefully popping the tops off, they quickly slugged down the colorful liquid. Strawberry was the taste that caressed their palettes now, drowning out the faint flavors of cum that still littered their mouths. Swallowing the last drop each, the both shivered in place as the brew’s effect took place on them both. With a small flash of pink light, a mark appeared on their abdomens, right over where their wombs were. Shimmering for a moment, the markings glow faded, leaving something akin to a tattoo on their groins.

“Ooooo ~ That’s cute!” Fenris noted, looking under herself and past her tits.

Kara sat backwards, poking the marking now on her. “Hehe ~ I like it!”

Obo rolled his eyes, amused by his dumbed down sluts putting on an adorable showcase of curiosity. Sighing, he cleared his throat and grabbed their attention. “Now, as I said before, I will not be rutting you two today.” The pair made to respond, before Obo swiftly continued, denying them the right to speak. “However, you will be bred today.”

The two smiled at the notion. Sure, not being bred by their Master stung a bit, but they were certain to eventually earn the right to carry his foals one day. Excitedly tapping their hooves against the ground, the two glanced around the empty room.

“So, who is it going to be? I can’t wait to find out!” Kara asked, barely hiding her excitement.

“Oh! Oh! Maybe Master is going to let them run a train on us! Make it a mystery as to who properly knocked us up!” Fenris followed, giggling while glancing over towards her former mate.

Kara smiled back, giggling all the same as the pegasus. “Oh yes! That’d be so fun! So much cock for us both too!”

The two were too busy in their discussion to hear the sound of the hut’s door opening, but with the sound of steps growing increasingly louder behind them, the two finally glanced back. Standing tall, with hungry, cocky smirks plastered across their faces, was none other than Malikii and Adeau.

“Slaves, meet the studs who will be giving you your first foals.” Obo explained, gesturing a forehoof towards the zebra brothers.

Kara and Fenris briefly exchanged glances with one another, before an ecstatic smile grew on their faces. Their marehoods instinctively seized upon themselves, their arousal soared, and the knowledge of knowing who the fathers of their foals would be only drove them further.

“Oh! Adeau! Malikii!” Fenris started, bowing forward. “Thank you again for bringing us here all those months ago!” She rose back up, turning in place. “Look what Master did to me! And it’s all because you tricked Kara and I into coming here!” She faced her ass towards the two brothers, flagging her tail and giving them a clear view of her winking, dripping snatch. “And this slave is very thankful ~”

Kara trotted beside the pegasus, bowing forward as well. “Thank you! Thank you for choosing us to carry your mighty seed in our wombs! It is an honor to know you two are going to be the ones to knock us up! We owe you everything!” She glanced up, licking her lips. “Please make sure to pump us full ~ We’re desperate to become the mothers of your foals.”

“Crazy to think these are the same two arrogant, cocky adventurers we met only a few months ago.” Adeau noted, glancing up at Obo. “It’ll be fun to breed them. Thanks again for letting us.”

Obo dismissively waved a hoof, looking towards the two. “You’re the reason our village has had two wonderful fucktoys for the last six months. Take this as my full and proper thanks.”

“So,” Malikii joined in, glancing at his brother, “who’s taking who?”

Adeau scrunched his muzzle, eyeing the two desperate mares before him, before an idea popped into his head. “Hey, back then, when these two first got broken in, I had taken this one right?” he asked, pointing towards Fenris.

Malikii looked towards his brother, slowly piecing together what he was getting at. “Ooooh ~ So you wanna reminisce a bit?”

“Seems fitting, don’t you think?” Adeau flexed his growing cock under him, licking his lips. “We worked 'em up back then, now let’s knock ‘em up.”

Malikii gave his brother a light punch in the shoulder, before eyeing Kara. “Sounds good to me ~”

Obo nodded his head, seeing that the two had come to a conclusion. “Well then, I suppose I will leave you to it.” He looked over his shoulder, back at his dampened bed. “I will permit you to use my bed to breed these two. But only this time. Break anything, or damage any of my belongings, and I’ll ensure those two’s minds aren’t the only things that’ll be broken.”

Adeau and Malikii gave their leader an understanding bow, keeping themselves lowered before hearing him leave the room. Rising back up, they eyed the set of mares before them.

“Okay, you pretty little bitches, prop yourselves up on the bed,” Malikii commanded.

There wasn’t a single glimmer of reluctance in Fenris or Kara, as they scurried over towards the bed. Standing side by side, they rose onto their haunches and placed their forelegs on top of the mattress. Flagging their tails, they pressed the sides of their asses together and glanced back at their two studs.

“Of course ~ Now, please fuckus.” Fenris cooed, her tail wagging over her glistening rump.

Kara bit her lip, staring at the brothers with lidded eyes. “Please pump a foal into us! We’re your bitches to breed.”

“That you are,” Adeau confirmed, trotting over and mounting Fenris.

Malikii joined his brother, trotting over, rising onto his haunches, and mounting Kara. “And you will be bred, nice and thoroughly.”

The two brothers slid their cocks along the mares’ slavering folds, earning light moans from them each. Fenris hadn’t ever felt the sensations accosting her now, but with each passing moment she was growing more and more appreciative of her transformation. The sensations she experienced as a stallion were beyond compare, but as a newly forged mare, she could experience all the bliss she once had and carry the foals of her masters.

The teasing on their marehoods did no favors for their downright need to be fucked and filled, as their light moans slowly began warping to whimpers. Meekly looking back at the brothers over their shoulder, they gave a weak, desperate plea.

“P-please…use us…”

Their words sung a song to the flames of Malikii and Adeau’s passion, as each zebra brought the large tip of their cock to their respective mare’s cunt, slowly prodding its slick entrance. Biting their lips, awaiting the inevitable, Kara and Fenris braced themselves for the most important fuck of their new lives.

Fenris was a mixture of terrified and excited beyond comparison. She had never been rutted like this before, let alone properly felt the true pleasures her newly acquired marehood could give her, but the fear of uncertainty only drove her deeper into the seas of lust. Her first mating session as a mare would lead to her carrying a foal - that’s all she needed to know to want more.

Kara shuddered, feeling Malikii’s thick cock head slowly pressing into her winking depths. She hadn’t been open to the idea of having a foal six months ago, not anytime soon at least. It would’ve stopped her training and slowed her adventuring, but with those days behind her forever now, she was more than eager to become a mother.

Gradually, the two brothers pressed against their plump lower lips harder, sliding their cocks into the mares. Both Kara and Fenris were like an angel’s caress, their velvety walls clenching down on each inch of flesh entering them. A long, throaty groan escaped the two of them, as they felt the flares of their studs slip against their clits and into their depths.

Inch by thick, throbbing inch further slipped into them, causing Fenris and Kara to bite down on their lips. Fenris, wholly unknowing of just how good the experience would feel, was handling the pleasure far worse than the earth pony. Every nerve within her love canal was newly formed, arcanely created by the phenomenal brew that the village’s potion makers crafted. It was all new, and with every passing second, she was further shown the fantastical sensations her new snatch could bestow upon her fragile mind.

Kara managed to keep somewhat of a level head, barely so. She of course was very familiar with how it felt to be rutted, but with the knowledge of what was to come in her head, it was a genuine battle to keep her cool and not lose herself to her excitement and lust. Within a few minutes, her and Fenris would be fertilized, turned from simple sluts to expecting mothers - and she couldn’t imagine a more pleasurable fate for the two of them.

Hilting himself, seeing that his brother had too, Malikii pet Kara’s mane. “Alright, I think it’s time ~”

“Hehe ~ yup!” Adeau replied, wincing in pleasure as Fenris’ pussy gripped onto him like a vice. “Let’s breed them.”

Kara and Fenris made to thank their studs in advance for what was to come, but their words were prematurely silenced as the two brothers began pounding into their depths. Jackhammering into them, giving an audible plap with each and every motion forward, Malikii and Adeau sent the two ponies for a blissful rollercoaster.

Each plunge teased their wombs. With each thrust they felt their studs’ weighty nuts slap against their engorged clits. With each motion they clenched down, eager to pleasure the two stallions using them.

Fenris may have only been a mare for a few short minutes so far, but the motions and strategies came naturally to her. Clenching her walls down onto Adeau’s cock as he pulled out, she loosened as he thrust back in. It came naturally to her, all but thrilling her shattered mind. She really was meant to be a mare, and now she really was one. Throwing her ass back, her cunt gushing with her arousal, she worked in tune with the zebra stud above her.

Kara gave her all for Adeau, swiveling her hips and motioning back with all the skill of a seasoned whore - which she now was. Feeling him smack her ass, rippling her plump flesh, she upped her efforts yet again. It wasn’t that she wouldn’t have liked to drag things out, pacing them slowly and wondrously, but her downright need to feel his seed fertilizing her womb overcame all else.

On and on these two went, losing themselves in their euphoric bliss. If there was one thing they had learned about Adeau and Malikii, having been used several times by the pair over the last couple months, was that they had stamina and then some. Continuing to go all out, moaning out loud in sheer ecstasy, the ponies climaxed over and over. The bliss, the excitement, the endless, burning heat in their loins - it was all for their masters.

Eventually, driven by the absolute carnal energy flowing through their very beings, they started to make cracks in Adeau and Malikii’s armor. The studs began to give heavy breaths, their thrusts became more fierce, and they were gripping onto their broodmares’ hips for composure. This only encouraged the former adventurers more, as they voiced their desires.

“C-c’mon! Ahn! I-I want it! Please!”

“I’m - nnngh - ready for you! Pump me full!”

Their eager cries were the final blows to Malikii and Adeau’s composure. Leaning over their mares, they drove Kara and Fenris’ faces into the mattress as they now went all out. The mixture of cum, juices, and sweat in the mattress, accompanied with the earthy, riveting smells the zebra brothers provided, sent the two over the edge yet again.

Their bodies froze up, their eyelids fluttered, and an unbecoming moan escaped their lips, as the most powerful orgasm they had had in weeks rocked through them. Yet, their pleasure didn’t stop there. Savagely, craning their necks down, the two brothers bit into the back of their manes and wrenched their heads back. Forced back up, a sting of pain rippling through them, the two ponies released a noiseless scream, losing themselves in the process.

And yet it didn’t stop there.

Releasing a roar, barely muffled by the manes in their mouths, Malikii and Adeau peaked. Hilting themselves into the depths of their fucktoys, pulling their manes even harder, their nuts pulled up to their groins as a torrent of seed shot out from their stallionhoods. Rope upon rope of molten, fertile essence rocketed into the mares’ depths, directing into their awaiting wombs.

The sensation of their superiors’ cum flowing within them sent the two into yet another orgasm, beginning right as the previous had ended. The nonstop barrage of pleasure sent them reeling, both teetering on the edge of consciousness as they felt their hearts race within their chests. They had taken many loads, especially within the past six months, but the seed gushing into their depths right now was a magnitude more pleasurable, significant, and heart-racing.

Within mere moments, their foal factories were flooded with a sea of potential, and said potential was to be achieved. The marks on their abdomens shimmered with color again, shimmering faintly on them - yet it marked something extraordinarily significant to the two. Unbeknownst to them, that glow was the confirmation of something they so desperately had been yearning for. There was a winner, or two, in the race within their wombs. An egg had been breached, a mark had been claimed, and ultimately, their biggest dream had finally come true.

They had been knocked up.

All four of them held their positions for what felt like a lifetime, as Adeau and Malikii held them in place, riding out the remainder of their climaxes. Their cunts were stuffed, cum gushing out as the two zebras slowly unhilted from their depths. They fell forward, lying limp on the mattress as the two brothers fully exited their depths. A torrent of seed flowed out their winking depths, flowing over their thighs and onto the floor below. Dumb, cum-drunk expressions split across their muzzles, as the felt the warmth of the seed within them.

Adeau and Malikii wiped the sweat off their brows, looking over their work. Watching the two mares twitch, still basking in the afterglow of their climaxes, they could only chuckle. Hearing a door swing open behind them, they whirled around. Standing in the doorframe, looking down upon them both, was Obo. Without uttering a word, he simply trotted up beside them.

“Good, it seems that my gift to you two was fully utilized,” he started, patting each brother on the back. “Now, you two can go. I will tend to our slaves myself.”

“Yes, sir,” the brothers replied in unison, turning and exiting the hut with pleased smiles on their faces.

Obo snickered, the only sounds accompanying him in the room now being the faint, light moans from the two mares. He couldn’t be more pleased with how they turned out, and, watching a shimmer of magic shroud Fenris, he only smiled more. As swiftly as it had arrived, with a faint, colorful burst, said aura faded. He knew exactly what it meant. With that little reaction, the potion’s effects were now permanent on Fenris - keeping her as a mare forever now. He trotted closer to the two, watching as they began to stir. Hearing his heavy, unmistakable hoofsteps behind them, the two sluggishly raised their heads and looked back. Though they waded in a thick miasma of lust, they were able to take notice of their Master, and smile.

Obo returned their look, smiling warmly at the two of them. His village had two, fertile foal factories now. These two would give many wonderful offspring to him and his clan, yet, he wanted to inform them of one new development. Leaning forward, placing himself between the two of them, he whispered. “I assume you’re both excited to begin your new jobs as broodmares, yes?”

The two smiled even more, giggling as they leaned against the titanic zebra.

“Of course, Master~”

Author's Note

This entire fic was written during an intense bout of writer's block. I'm glad I got it out within the week, but I do apologize if it wasn't all that great.