The Timberwolf Problem

Chapters

1 Apple Bloom's New Life Begins
2 Crusaders Reunited, with a Dash of Rainbow
4A Tremendous terrifying Timberwolves tear into the trio of stallions
4B Pitiable Pink Princess Perpetually Perseveres Persistent, Powerful, Pussy-Pulverizing Poundings, Piercing Prime-Prepared Princess-Producing Privates, Prompting Preposterously Protruding Proportions, Pleasantly and Poignantly Polishing and Poisoning her
I Dub Thee... (Celestia x Flurry chapter)
5 A Villainous Detour.
3 De Dreadfully Dastardly, Descriptive, Death-Defying Dogs Deviously Defile Dis Debatably Doomed Dinky/Derpy Duo Desperately During De Darkest Debauchery-Dominated Dusk-Dawn Distention Destined, Dis Destiny Decries.

1 Apple Bloom's New Life Begins

"And that's the last of my chores. Now where did I leave my hiking boots?"

Today had started off as a fairly normal day for Apple Bloom; she woke up, did her chores, relaxed and just generally helped around the farm. But there was one big thing today that she was looking forward to doing as soon as possible. Today was Apple Bloom's birthday. Well, not really, but she and the rest of the CMC had agreed a long time ago that they would always celebrate their birthdays together, even though Apple Bloom had technically been 18 for a week.

Despite the fact Applejack tried to not tell her about the plan to throw a surprise party at the Castle of the Two Sisters, Apple Bloom had overheard it anyway, and she planned to be there as early as she could be. Apple Bloom was a fan of surprise parties, sure, but with it already spoiled for her, she figured she’d do whatever she could to help out. That way, the surprise was all the more impactful for Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.

It wasn't long before she found herself walking through the Everfree forest in her hiking boots, along with a t-shirt turned tied tank top, a red flannel to complement her red hair tie and the big bow on her ponytail, and the best pair of blue jean shorts that still fit around the cider lover’s growing ass. She had put a lot of weight on her ass recently. It was certainly nothing like Pinky Pie or Fluttershy's massive asses, but she kept it manageable with how much she worked and exercised. Her tits, however, were only just above average in size, unlike her sister's massive cider jugs, as Apple Bloom called them, and certainly not anywhere near Sweetie Belle's huge marshmallow-like chest pillows.

"I wonder who all's gonna show up,” she wondered aloud. “Seems like fewer and fewer people are coming to these parties the older we become." Aplebloom herself wasn't even going to be there this time, though she was not yet aware of that.

Not even ten minutes into her hike, a timberwolf had found the yellow-furred, red-maned teen. He didn’t care about her clothes, nor her stupid party; all the timberwolf saw was his new mate. The wolf was massive; side by side, the beast easily came up to the average-sized mare's belly button, and yet he stepped light as a feather.

As a creature made of wood, specifically oak, he blended in with the trees in this part of the forest perfectly. Even his more organic parts would be hard to notice, save for his deep lime-green glowing eyes, drooling maw and, frankly, huge cock. The veiny member ran alongside nearly the entirety of the beast's underside. The knot was about the size of Apple Bloom’s head, even when considering both sides of it. His balls were like fucking beachballs, bigger than a pony's head and hanging low between his thighs. In spite of his proportions, he was the most common type of timberwolf, and a fairly average-sized one, at that.

The wolf stalked his prey, waiting for the perfect time to bare its wooden teeth and claim the barely legal woman. The beast was magical in origin; a spirit that was given a body once again, meaning it couldn't be killed through normal means. Even hurting it was pretty much out of the question without the right kind of spells, and such a method was restricted to unicorns. He was stronger than any pony, faster, more nimble, and much more fertile than many books on the beast dared credit him. No matter the race or gender of its mate, a timberwolf can impregnate it, even if it has to force a womb into existence through magical means.

"Alright, it should be just over this hill,” Apple Bloom said, pushing aside a branch. “I wonder what sort of stuff sis and the others have planned for toni–"

That's when he struck, leaping from the woods to pounce on the unsuspecting mare from behind. Landing on her shoulders, he forced her to the ground, her ass up in the air and face in the dirt. Sinking his teeth deep into her shoulder in an instant, he drew blood from the shocked mare while his mighty pulsing cock found a home on her backside.

Applebloom screamed bloody murder, of course, for about five seconds before his jaws unhinged, and a wooden paw forced her face into the ground, grinding her nose into the dirt, seemingly for his own amusement.

"H-help!" was all she could call out before her body shivered at the touch of his insane canine manhood against her pussy’s lips through her pants and panties, neither of which he seemed too concerned with as he immediately started pushing into her through them. Her pants strained tighter and tighter as his paw held her face in the dirt. Her fist clenched as she tried to look back, but she snapped forward, jumping as a loud tearing rip echoed out, followed immediately by Apple Bloom's virginal screams of pain and pleasure.

The pointed tip of the glowing green, hot and twitching member tore her pussy’s walls wide open, stretching them more and more with each inch it slowly kept pushing in. Apple Bloom's eyes were twitching pinpricks, rolling back in her skull as her mouth hung agape and drooling, her tongue laid out on the forest floor. Hot breaths escaped her as her pussy was slowly stretched wider than she'd ever considered possible before. She gritted her teeth as it eventually stopped moving, a full third of its canine rod crammed inside of her. "F-FUCK!"

Pushing his womb-wrecker into the smaller female’s snatch, it glowed such a vibrant green that it was visible through her skin and fur. Her pelvis was straining with each throb, making it flex; every twitch jerking her body like a ragdoll while she was held down.

"Nyahh!!~ P-please a-ah’m gonna break!"

Apple Bloom’s plea fell on deaf, uncaring ears as, with a slow pull back, dragging each veiny inch along the sensitive and downright sore folds of her pussy, she thought for a moment that maybe he had listened.

SLAM!

Her body jerked forward so hard that even the wolf's paw couldn't hold her down, as what had been in her returned to where it belonged all at once. The wolf's tip rammed through her cervix like tissue paper, the head of its cock hitting the back of her womb and stretching it out inside her, making Apple Bloom cum hard as she cried, tears staining her cheeks as her makeup ran.

Lifting herself up on her right hand and left forearm, she could look down under herself and see the bulge; the huge, glowing, near-impossible bulge. More importantly, she saw just how much of this wolf's cock she hadn't even felt; it was as long as her torso from crotch to chin.

As she looked down at it, he started hammering away like the feral beast he was. Each thrust was so hard, it was jerking her jiggly ass up so that her legs weren't even touching the ground, then letting them flop back down, only to repeat again and again, multiple times per second. Apple Bloom tried to scour the nearby woods for help. Someone had to have heard her cries, right?

There was no help coming. At least, none that would find her in time. All Apple Bloom could do was pant, drool and watch in horror as her body was forced to another orgasm. Still, not even half of this monster's cock was inside her. The rate at which her body was taking more of it had drastically slowed.

“Aahugh~ F-FUCK!” she panted out, feeling it pulse and throb, harder and louder than her heartbeat. “I guess there is only so much that can fi– aghh!!!~"

Apple Bloom cried out again, screaming like a banshee as a paw held her down. With a powerful pull back and slam forward, the monstrous hound started cumming deep into her womb. His smelly hot seed, thick as tar and just as sticky, painted every speck of her insides as its cock ground deeper. Two thirds of her new alpha’s cock disappeared inside what was left of her womb as it was bloated and ballooning out, filled with seed. The few warning twitches and throbs that the cock gave went completely unnoticed by the former virgin.

The mighty beast roared out as it came, fully intent on fertilizing every last egg she had and continuing to claim this woman for the pack. First, it was a few quarts, then a gallon, then a few hot, steaming gallons at a time as he flooded and bloated her ovaries with cum. Sperm gang-banged her eggs into fertilization as semen erupted out from her worn, sore pussy’s lips around the mighty rod, filling her with it, coating the cock and crotch of both parties involved as Apple Bloom's abdomen and stomach swelled.

What little space was between her and the ground was taken up by her belly and then some, at the very least, providing a cushion of warm seed, only a few degrees of heat away from being unpleasant. Lying in a growing pool of cum stained Apple Bloom's fur and clothes, even up past her head. Her arms and legs were twitching uncontrollably. Her body felt like it was on fire as the mighty wolf roared and suddenly ripped out of her pussy, damn near prolapsing it if it weren't for all the cum inside paradoxically keeping it together.

Her pussy was a gaping mess, trying in vain to twitch and tighten back to what it once was as her belly shrunk back down to a more manageable size, the cum seeping from her pussy staining her thighs and pants permanently. To Apple Bloom’s credit, she tried to crawl away, clawing at the ground, but her tight twitching virgin asshole was met with the alphas cock, and like before, she was powerfully slammed down by his paw.

It was clear her owner wouldn't let her leave as he pushed his cock forward. However, it didn't want to go in, easily lifting up Apple Bloom's entire back half before slipping from her ass, making her body suddenly drop. Cum beaded from the tip of the alpha’s cock and forcefully gushed from her pussy as he growled in frustration and she shakily moaned in uncontrolled pleasure.

"P-please… somepony save me," Apple Bloom begged in a slurred tone, unable to even yell for help as tears stained her cheeks. In response to her call, she was met with a powerful stomp down on the back of her head, digging her face into the cum and dirt of the forest floor as he again pressed its cock to her ass. With a hard, quick thrust, he forced his tip in.

"Sweet mother of Celesti-ahh!!~"

With a grunt and deep growl, his cock went deeper and deeper, ripping open and pressing against every nook and cranny, dragging his veiny rod to places previously untouched. The warmth of the cum on it was the only thing to soothe the experience as it pushed in, pulling open her asshole as wide as it could possibly be. Before long, her intestines were being stretched to fit the beast as he pushed in. With his tip finally in her stomach, her entire body was shuddering in senseless pain and pleasure.

The hound ripped back and began pounding down into her, jerking her body around and slamming her to the ground as he panted, roared, and had his way with her. Every thrust forced her to the ground in pain, beating her against the forest floor. But with just as much intensity, it sent her body mad with pleasure as her ponut grew sorer by the second.

Though he was still a long way from knotting her, his balls were able to just barely smack the teen's thighs with every hard slam deep into her guts. Each slap made her moan out, her body quaking as every few thrusts, she came.

The leathery sacks were bigger than beachballs, hot and sweaty and packed with more sperm than one could even imagine. They were so heavy that her thighs were going numb from their beating. Everything below her belly button, aside from her holes, was going numb from her brutal fucking. The only reason her holes weren't going numb was the intense, body-jerking slams setting her nerves on fire.

Each pound made her head bob, her tits jiggle and sway, her massive cum gut wobble and her plump ass cheeks ripple like waves. It just never seemed to end. Her pussy had been filled in minutes, but she could swear it had been almost a half an hour since her asshole was ripped open.

"N-nyooh~ Please, I don't want this!” she whimpered. “A-ah’m a pony, dumb dog! We can't even have kids!"

She begged and pleaded, completely wrong about not being able to have kids. She didn’t expect her words to matter, and found herself correct, as with a brutal slam, he started cumming again, dumping a gallon deep in her guts before pulling back and properly erupting like a geyser. Cum gushed from her asshole as her belly began to double in size. His cock drilled deeper as they came, slamming and pounding away as he continued cumming.

That’s when Apple Bloom realized how eager she was. Her body was desperately waiting for this timberwolf’s fucking load. She was starting to crave it. She needed this wolf's thick, hot nut cream. Her belly continued to swell as she felt it rise in her, soon coming to and entering her throat.

With a roar that could be heard from Ponyville, he slammed down into her, the beast’s knot straining but for a second on her sore red holes gaping entrance, before pulling back and ramming it in with a hard pop. As cum erupted from her mouth and nose like a fire hydrant, her eyes twitched hard in the back of her skull as she blacked out.

"Surprise!!" Pinkie cried out, setting off her party cannons, drowning out the roar of the timberwolf claiming an absent Apple Bloom, just as all the test fires before had overridden her cries for help.

Applejack immediately noticed Apple Bloom missing, having not seen her sister come in with Rarity and Sweetie Belle, nor with Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo. "Dash, where's Apple Bloom?!"

Applejack, and in fact, all of the mane six and a few other individuals at the party, knew the forest was a dangerous place. Seeing that Apple Bloom hadn't made it, Applejack’s heart raced in fear for her younger sister's life. Thankfully, the remaining crusaders were there to help.

"Don't worry, Applejack,” began Scootaloo, “me and Sweetie Belle will go out into the woods and fi–"

"Hell no you won't!” interjected Dash. “We have one of you missing already. We're not going to lose all of you! Besides, I'm faster than lightning itself. I’ll search the forest."

"Well ah’m comin’ with you, bucking damn it!” growled Applejack. “It's ma sister who’s missin’! ‘Sides, you know ah'm better at navigatin’ these woods. You take high. Ah’ll search down here.” She turned to Rarity with a stern look. “Keep an eye on them. We’ll be back."

"I will certainly do my utmost, darlings. Now go on, find the poor dear."

With a small kiss from her rainbow-maned lover, Applejack and Rainbow Dash bolted off to find Apple Bloom.

Apple Bloom was a bit... preoccupied, to say the least. Her body was dragged along the forest floor, her pelvis at its limit. If the knot didn't pop out soon, there was no doubt in her mind it might just fucking snap. She hoped it wouldn’t because the second it did come out, she knew that her canine rapist would just have his way with another hole.

Being dragged by the massive knot inside her, they came to a cave; likely, the pack’s den. Two more hounds were waiting outside. One thankfully seemed to be of a slimmer, more spindly build and generally smaller size with a birch-like pattern. The spindly aspects followed suit with its still massive cock in the form of gnarled spines over the knotted thing.

His partner, clad in pine, literally dwarfed Apple Bloom with a cock fitting of its size, being even larger than the one dragging her behind him. Its cock was, however, fairly average in shape, at least from the outside looking in. But soon enough, she’d learn just what it could do.

Each was spurting and dripping glowing green precum from their cocks as they drooled liberally, licking their lips like they were looking at a delicious meal. They were eager to claim her, but respective of who was clearly in charge here

With the larger, pine-clad wolf holding her down, the alpha ripped his massive cock out of the nice comfortable spot it wore inside the entire length of her torso. Cum gushed like a hose out from the watertight seal the knot had made, making her belly shrink to a more manageable size, even though it still looked like she swallowed a beachball's worth of cum. Apple Bloom was glad that she was built as sturdy as she was, else there might not be anything for anypony to save.

Now being dragged by her ponytail in one wolf’s teeth, she was brought into the cave, passing dozens of timberwolves and a dog bed that said “Fluttershy.” Aside from the implications that were brought to the half-conscious teen's mind, she had bigger problems that irrationally made her heart soar with happiness and her mind rear in fear. She was laid on her back on some rocks, the birch wolf laying its monster cock on her bloated stomach.

It'd been made clear that reasoning with them was out of the question, but she was too weak to fight back. She could only stare at his cock, maybe a little shorter and a few inches thinner than the alpha’s. It was still so large that she couldn't imagine how it would even fit, but she knew this one could probably go balls deep into her pussy. He did, however, make up for his lacking size with a few special additions. Two roughly foot-long curved spines curved backward before the knot itself, with a third, slightly longer one protruding backward from the underside of the shaft, sharp enough that they could draw blood, meant to make the pussy swell so the cum couldn't escape.

"Oh, Luna’s sweet mercy," she muttered to herself as he pulled back down her body, finally ripping her torn shorts and panties fully off, showing off her red, sore, cum-oozing holes. He placed his tip to her gaped and twitching pussy and slammed in, every thrust burying it deep into her womb, pounding it against her cum-filled guts as it rearranged her insides. The force caused her flesh to bulge, pushing out of her torso between her tits, making them jiggle as she laid her hands on the protrusion, unable to fight back. She could only endure their abuse, seemingly out of tears to cry.

Leaping onto the rock from behind her came the pine wolf, his front paws finding a good place to rest on her bloated stomach, forcing cum to erupt from her ass. It spilled over the balls of the birch wolf hammering away at her pussy, blockading any cum from easily escaping her cunt with his cock.

A second torrent spewed from her mouth at the same time, coating the cock and balls of the pine wolf now above her as his glowing canine cock dangled in front of her face. She was reminded that his balls were unnaturally large. Not just bigger than beachballs, these wrecking balls were somewhere between a beachball and an exercise ball, with sperm she could see bulging out the walls of it as they swam about inside.

The pine wolf’s cock was filthy with such a pungent musky scent that it was impossible to ignore. Its huge fur-covered nuts literally dripped with sweat as though someone had left a faucet on. He was leaking a seemingly constant stream of his glowing precum. It was so sticky and warm, and had to be thicker than tree sap.

Pulling back his tip, his precum painted her fur, rolling over her breast and sensitive nipples. He pressed himself against her sealed lips, and despite not wanting to open them, Apple Bloom was forced to do as he commanded. Digging his claws into her just enough to hurt her, but not the cock glowing through her torso, he made her scream. The second she did, he hammered down into her throat, bulging it at least twice as wide as it ever should be, cutting off her airflow as the veiny beast made her throat and cheeks glow. When he pulled back, she could catch a deep breath of what she was expecting to be fresh air. However, under the huge, hot, musky balls resting on her face, a deep breath of mind-numbingly foul, yet addictively good musk flooded her lungs instead.

The two wolves' thrusts alternated in rough and wild rhythm as Apple Bloom gasped in a musky breath whenever possible. Her insides were twisted and mangled by the massive cocks inside her as she found out she had many more tears to cry. Her gagging chokes were making her entire body retch and jerk. It felt like she was on fire, save for her still very numb legs. She lost track of time quickly, but it couldn't have been long before the inevitable happened. Her body had already been conditioned to crave it as the hounds roared.

Ramming spine and knot into her pussy, the birch wolf secured himself. Cum erupted into her womb, already pregnant with the sperm of the alpha. It simply fertilized even more eggs, making her belly swell ridiculously large all on its own.

At the exact same time, the pine wolf pushed his knot to her lips, trying its hardest to force into her. Her jaw popped with a muffled scream as her cheeks stretched around the insane size of his veiny knot. With veins bulging out her throat, to the point that every detail of his cock was visible, a tsunami of its sperm, thick as glue, erupted into her. She could feel them squirm down her esophagus and into her guts, where they bulged out the sides of her swollen belly. All the while, she could smell nothing but what remained of her last breath, a powerful waft filtered through the fur of his musky testicles.

She was a mess, bulging and inflated to the point where she was nigh unrecognizable. Cum spurted and gushed in thick hot floods from her asshole and lips as the beast pulled from her throat, his semen coating every square inch of her throat. It overflowed from her mouth, thick as tar and so viscous that it’d take hours, if not days, for it all to leak out on its own. She gulped it back down willingly, to the best of her ability. She was hooked on it.

Her body shuddered and quaked in her own orgasms as her pussy was still being pounded by the birch wolf. Slam after slam, he dug those spines into her until his cock ripped free. Cum might have spilled from the gape, save for the fact that the scraping of the spines had left her insides swollen, creating a tight seal.

Lying there, her body could only twitch as she looked down to the approaching alpha. When she had seen him before, he’d terrified her. He’d made her want to run and scream, but not anymore.

She looked to the other two, standing near her. Reaching up, she placed her hand gently underneath the beyond beachball-sized testicles of the pine, and tried to lift one. It was lighter than it looked, but it was still quite heavy. If he had driven into her with full force, he might have broken her nose with them.

The birch nuzzled her other hand, and she reached between his legs, circling her thumb around the triangular tip. Were they really so bad as she’d thought them to be at first?

Looking at her canine lover; her master, her alpha, her heart soared with anticipation. It was beating hard in her chest as she weakly spread her legs. She belonged to him. Her new life had just begun as he approached for round two.

Author's Note

Tada my first lewd story, who should be next
Applejack
Dash
Sweetie belle
Scootaloo
someone else or a combination of the options above?

2 Crusaders Reunited, with a Dash of Rainbow

"No!" finished Rarity, slamming the door. With that, another thirty minutes of trying to convince her to let Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle go out to find Apple Bloom had all been wasted.

"Damn it!!” exclaimed an exasperated Scootaloo, sitting on the bed. “It's been three hours since they left! What if Apple Bloom ran into an ursa major, or a hydra?!" Her frustrated words bounced off the walls of the castle room that she and Sweetie Belle had been sent to wait in until everything was sorted out. That sucked in its own right; being locked away on their eighteenth birthday, but ultimately, Scootaloo was just worried for her friend.

Sweetie Belle wasn't faring much better. “Scootaloo, if you don't stop that, I'm going to smother you with these," she said, lifting her huge breasts in her hands for emphasis as her t-shirt strained to hold them in. The two flesh pillows were some of the biggest in Ponyville, in contrast to the tiny titties that hung from Scootaloo. They weren't the biggest, though, as Fluttershy had everyone beat in that department, and though Sweetie had an ass big enough to compliment her beachball-like tits, Pinkie had her beat for size there.

"Stop what?" asked Scootaloo, confused, as she had clearly not even been focusing on Sweetie Belle. Her attention was hyper-fixated on finding Apple Bloom.

"Stop jumping to such horrible conclusions, I--" Sweetie Belle knew that something bad had to have happened, but choked down her doubt as it tried to surface. "I’m positive that she probably just lost the path on the way here." She pleaded for those words to be true with her tone.

"Y-yeah, of course she's okay, but we can't let AJ or Dash go out there alone; they could end up hurt for real," announced Scootaloo, lying to herself about thinking everything was fine. She could feel it, too; that stomach-churning feeling that something was horribly wrong.

"I..." Sweetie Belle paused, a plan brewing in her head. She wasn't seen as a bad child, and for the most part, she did what she was told, even if she was spoiled a decent bit by her mom and sister. Her plan was almost sure to work. "What if I sneak out ahead of you while you distract Rarity? I know you wanted to let us both out of here, with Rarity or Pinkie for backup, but if I go first, I know you can outrun anyone in this castle, if not leverage the others to follow us out there to search."

Scootaloo contemplated the plan for a moment after Sweetie Belle finished. The thrill-seeker and rule-breaker part of her was all for it, but the more rational, more mature part of her couldn't shake the feeling that Sweetie Belle was about to walk into the mother of all problems.

"I’ll see what I can do, but you have to be careful, damn it! Run for that trail that we used to use when we were exploring out here a few years back. Now go on, off with you!" She smiled, holding the door open for her high-heel-wearing confidant. They exchanged a quick hug before the white unicorn trotted off with haste, and Scootaloo ran to annoy Rarity worse than she ever had before.

"Damn heels…"

Walking through the dense forest, it’d been roughly twenty-some minutes of rushing around, looking for anything as Sweetie Belle checked spots she thought Apple Bloom might go if she was injured or lost, but she’d found nothing, no matter how much she called out for her. "Fuck, I need to sit down and take these things off before they kill me." High heels were definitely not fit for walking through the woods. With only a singular point for the heel to rest on, she kept sinking into the soft ground. It’d taken years to figure out how to run in these things, and doing so on uneven ground was out of the question.

Moving up her form, her legs were bare all the way up to her thighs. A few inches above her knees, a purple skirt draped over her hips, matching her mane. Transitioning to her aforementioned huge breasts, she was dressed above the waist with a simple black crop top t-shirt that showed off her midsection. The purple heart-shaped amethyst belly button piercing she had and her shirt both complimented a choker she was wearing. Actually, it was more akin to a collar. It even had a little ring to attach a leash, if someone dared approach with one.

"Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to worry about so much about school, my apperance, and especialy how much these fucking heels hurt!" she exclaimed, throwing one of her shoes off. Deciding to sit down and take the other shoe off, she leaned against a bush, not noticing that it was very flimsy and hiding a steep dropoff. Gravity did what gravity does best, pulling her down with a surprised scream of confusion as she began to tumble a good ten or twelve feet down the slope, landing face-first in a patch of leafy blue flowers coated in a thick white substance.

Her ankle felt like it was sprained. Worse yet, one of her heels was still at the top of the cliff. As she weakly pulled herself up, she couldn't help accidentally tasting the salty fluid she had faceplanted into. She gagged immediately as the foul-smelling, burning scent hit her nose and she finally looked around. What she saw made her heart drop like a rock. She was face-to-face with a massive timberwolf. "O-oh Celestia, I--" Her words caught in her throat as her eyes looked over what she was certain would be the death of her.

An imposing monster, he was easily bigger than her. Twigs, logs, rocks and plants had been pulled into shape by the magical energy that gave these monsters life. His teeth were made of jagged, sharp rocks and splintered shards of wood. He had a long tongue of moss and plants with sap and honey drooling from it.

But there was one thing that had stolen Sweetie Belle's attention the most, and made her dread what she realized it meant. Two big, heavy, hot and sweaty orbs hung between his thighs, a foul, musky stench coming off of them, attacking her senses and making her eyes water. They weren’t as big as her tits, but they weren't far off; both could be described as massive.

His sheath, a "small" nub underneath the beast, began letting his cock out. The tip wasn’t quite what Sweetie Belle was expecting, with more of a flat, flared tip like that of a horse. It quickly transitioned, however, to the more bulbous canine features she was expecting to see, including the huge knot. It was bigger than her head on either side, and the rest of the cock reflected that insane size. Each throbbing vein was thick as her horn, or at least close to that.

Just as she was thinking the situation was the worst she’d ever been in, the first cock was forced down toward the ground as a second cock sprang forth from above, stemming from the same sheath. Both were roughly identical, save for how their veins ran as they dripped, shot and gushed his cloudy precum, dribbling it in a constant bubbly stream. It was almost like a busted pipe, gushing water as it dripped and flowed out, staining the forest floor white with bright glowing jizz.

Sweetie Belle was speechless at the sight, mouth agape in shock and eyes fixated on the impossible size, knowing what he intended to do and that she was powerless to stop it. He spurted a good shot of his thick-as-tar, sticky and foul slime onto her face. It filled her mouth and covered her nose, blocking her airway and forcing her to try to swallow. Unfortunately, she found herself unable to swallow it down; it was so thick that it clogged in her mouth and throat, burning her taste buds as its scent assaulted her nose.

She struggled to do anything; to swallow or cough it up as a hand rose to her lips, tears staining her cheeks and starting to make her mascara run. Either way, she was grabbed by her mane in the huge beast’s jaws and slammed onto her back. The impact with the ground was hard enough to knock the wind out of her as she coughed up the seed. It fell right back over her face and into her throat and she finally managed to swallow the slimy sperm down.

Letting out a groan, she tried to move, turning her head and having her nose touch some poison joke. Realizing just where he decided to put her, he released her mane, walking around the prone mare as she lifted herself up onto her elbows and forearms. She took a deep breath to call out for help, but then realized that she should have just stayed down. He pounced, slamming his paw to her face and hammering her head against the dirt. He held her head down, her cheek mashed into the cum-infused mud for a moment, sap dripping from his teeth onto her face until she finally stopped fighting.

She was panting as he bit into her shirt, tearing the front of it to shreds and letting her black undergarment show. He moved up her body, laying his huge monsters between her massive tits, thrusting between them under the fabric of her bra. It was straining to its absolute limits as she heard it tear a bit from the sheer size of the twin cocks. Sweetie Belle raised her head to see the sight of his huge, green-glowing, sweat-dripping, musky monsters, each dangling above her as his balls rested on and crushed her midsection.

Panting beneath them, she was treated to a good taste of his sweat and seed again as a glob of it, thick, hot and beyond foul-tasting, fell into her mouth. The worst part was, as she was forced to choke it down, she noted that it had a sweetness to it. It was an addictive sweetness, like maple syrup. She wanted this all to end and for him to go away, but at the same time, she felt that she wanted more of him.

After a moment of lightly thrusting and grinding between her huge breasts, matting her fur with his sweat, he growled down to her. Out of fear, Sweetie Belle did the only thing she could think he might want. Holding her breasts together, she didn’t have to wait long before he started to really thrust. Those grinding thrusts at first were just testing the water. Now he was hammering away at her nearly divine cleavage, hard enough that his huge nuts could bruise her pearly white body, and it wasn’t long before they started to.

Having the air knocked out of her over and over again made tears well in her eyes once more as she gave up any hope of even talking, let alone screaming. All she could manage was to retch and gasp for air. Her tears further stained her face as her makeup painted her cheeks, her toes curling as her legs shook with every slam. His balls were so packed with his thick, fertile seed that it was like being hit by a pair of wrecking balls. They only seemed to grow heavier over time, as if they were becoming more full with each thrust.

Sweat rolled from the flared tip and down his thick veins, dripping over her face. His precum was so hot that touching her cool skin made the sweat turn to steam. His precum went through the same process as it dripped and coated her face, mane, and the ground beneath her. Cum filled her mouth and nose as she tried to breathe, making her eyes clench shut as she tried to endure the stench, and tried not to drown in it. She gulped it down to the best of her ability, but without air in her lungs, things quickly became pretty damn difficult. It even felt like cum had made its way into her lungs, but it was hard to tell either way when every slam forced all of the air out of her.

Thrust after thrust, her tits jiggled as he hammered away, his flared hybrid cocks simply had their way with her as he put a paw to her breast. He held her down, squishing her boob, pinching her hard nipple between his toes as he sped up, panting over her. His imposing size and strength as he loomed over her made her want to just give in right then and there as she started to black out from the lack of air, trying desperately to cling to consciousness.

Eventually, after who knows how long, his thrusts began to slow as his cocks twitched and pulsed wildly. With a final pull back, he started to cum for real. The tsunami of seed forced her tits apart, snapping her bra in half as her huge marshmallows jiggled and flopped about. Her arms finally fell weakly to the ground as her breast, midsection, neck and face were coated in inches of jizz. Her body from head to toe was twitching helplessly as he gave a slow final thrust forward, dumping what had to be a bathtub’s worth of jizz over her as she finally lost consciousness.

As Applejack took to the north, a streak of rainbow colors painted the sky to the south, darting left and right, madly searching with impossible speed. She took but a brief moment to rest on a cloud. Three hours of nearly constant flying was killing the poor athlete pegasus as she dropped to her knees, wiping the sweat from her brow.

"Come on, Dash, you’ve done harder. Right now, Apple Bloom needs you." Standing up again, she popped her back, giving her wings a quick stretch. Wincing at the pain the overuse was causing, she sprinted through the cloud at a lightning-quick pace.

Suddenly, she caught a glance of something she must have missed earlier, a blink-and-you’d-miss-it gleam of white shone through the green and black earthy colors of the Everfree. Kicking off the clouds, she slammed down to the ground, skidding against the dirt.

As she stood up, she felt a sudden piercing pain in her wings. She flapped them both individually a few times to work out the strain, safely maintaining the motion as she peered through the bushes and found someone that should have stayed in the castle.

"Sweetie Belle?!" She darted over in the blink of an eye. The unconscious mare was covered in glowing timberwolf jizz, wearing nothing but her skirt and lying in a patch of poison joke. Thankfully, this particular strain took twenty-four hours to take effect. If Rainbow Dash was quick, and she was almost always quick, she could bring her to Zecora’s hut and ensure that both herself and Sweetie Belle were cured.

There was just one small problem with that plan. Something was rustling through the trees. Dash turned, in an instant seeing the two deep glowing green eyes of the one that did this, and then another set of eyes, and then a third. It was a trap, and Sweetie Belle had been the bait.

Grabbing the birthday girl, cum seeping from her throat, Dash quickly shot into the air. She didn’t even make it the length of a football field before her wings cramped up. Unbearable pain filled her wings. Tears welled in her eyes, and she knew she was going down.

Holding Sweetie Belle on her front with her own back to the ground, she knew this crash was going to hurt. Tucking her legs in mid-fall to minimize the possibility of breaking her leg, she hit the ground like a ton of bricks, twisting her wing.

"F-fuck!" she cried out, letting out a hard gasp and releasing a breath she hadn’t even noticed she’d been holding. She sorely tried to stand up, but with the added weight of Sweetie Belle and her enormous tits, that was even more difficult.

"Ughh,” groaned Sweetie, groggily regaining consciousness. “W-where am I?"

"Don’t worry, Sweetie Belle,” Rainbow panted, doubt creeping into her voice. “I’m gonna take care of this."

She pushed the warm, soft, cum-smelling teen off of her. Sweetie understood the message, and began scooting off, but due to how sticky and slippery she was, most of her actions felt to Rainbow as if she was rubbing her rescuer’s thighs with her sumptuous ass. Being interested in soft mares, Rainbow couldn’t help becoming aroused.

"Oh, come on, Dash,” she muttered to herself, “this isn’t the time to pop a boner, damn it!"

Rainbow had participated in and won a competition that catered to massive cocks. She’d been a late entry, but she’d beaten every stallion there, with some of them even collapsing under their own weight at over two feet. She had capped out at twenty-seven and a half inches, and still kept her massive erection standing upright.

Doing her best to put it back away in her pants, it and her almost half-a-head-sized balls were going to make things difficult. She knew that running with this thing was going to be fucking impossible, but she’d done the impossible before.

Picking up Sweetie Belle, she started to run. She didn’t even manage three steps before one of the timberwolves leaped from the treeline, slamming his head against her back, right between her wings. The impact sent the white unicorn flying from her arms as the timberwolf pinned her, slamming the blue mare against another tree as the other two wolves slunk out from the forest.

A large conifer to one side, easily surpassing the size of both of the girls put together, had a cock that dwarfed them. Like all the others, it seeped its slimy tar-like cum everywhere it went, letting Dash choke down a good whiff of it as he approached. Pressing a paw to her, the tree she was pinned against leaned back a bit.

The one that had rammed her went back to his teen pup factory, his twin cocks ready and raring to go again. The third and final one came to Dash’s other side. Unlike his brethren, he was a small wolf, smaller even than Scootaloo.

The massive one was clearly a redwood, his size being his main feature. He had no additional bits and bobs on its massive cock, relying on his length, girth, and a scent so strong that Dash felt like she was being face-fucked, buried in Applejacks crotch on her most powerful heat, but even stronger. This did nothing to help ease her own erection as it pulled completely free of her pants, dripping and spurting little globs of precum to her own shame.

The smaller one was a juniper timberwolf. He had a fuzzy mane that shook as he walked, with tiny blue berries clustered throughout. His cock was jagged and ridged, much like that of a dragon.

The hounds looked at her for a moment as she glared them down, practically growling back at them with her eyes. The large one grabbed her by the side in his jaws like a rag doll, but with enough care as not to hurt her in a way that might hinder her ability to birth dozens of pups for the pack. He brought her over to Sweetie Belle, dropping her on top of the white mare to the confusion of both of them.

The massive redwood pressed his tip to Dash’s asshole. Her eyes went wide with fear as he pushed forward. He made no progress on his end, but the thrust did manage to shove Dash’s hard, cum-spurting rod through Sweetie Belle’s panties, only held up for a moment before slipping past the cloth and being forcefully slammed down to the teen’s cervix.

With plenty of her cock still yet to feel the virgin’s folds (about half, in fact), the other two wolves bit into Dash’s ankles, ensuring there was no chance of her running away again. They backed away and the redwood came forward. He jumped on Rainbow’s back and lined himself up, coating both Dash and Sweetie Belle’s crotches in several spurts of his pre. Dribbles of it rolled down Dash’s blue back, matting her fur everywhere it touched.

Rainbow grunted in frustration as she was forcefully made to take his tip. The fact that he had penetrated her ass with his excessive girth meant that she could no longer pull away from Sweetie Belle without reaming herself in the process.

Still, she was a defender of harmony; the very embodiment of a loyal shield that would stop at nothing to protect those dear to her. Straining her body, Rainbow shifted her hips back, pulling out of Sweetie Belle. She ended up taking in more of his cock, her most basic goal being to pull out of the teen, and preserve what innocence she still had. Her eyes rolled back as her tongue lolled out, drooling over Sweetie Belle’s horrified face.

Sweetie Belle was in shock, trying to adjust to the new feeling deep in her unexplored pussy as she watched one of the elements of harmony, her sister’s friend, being violated far worse then she had been. She was so confused, and all of this was too much; things she’d never experienced before were happening all at once.

Dash was forced to take another inch, and then another. Every inch was gaping her tight asshole ludicrously wide, to the point where it might never close again. As her pelvis reached its breaking point, Sweetie Belle cast one of the few spells she knew, a mild healing glow. Sure, she usually used it on Scootaloo’s scrapes and scraps, and it worked well enough for that, but this was definitely more than a few simple scratches. Still, the warm magic soothed the area, keeping Dash’s pelvis from snapping in half as the timberwolf forced his way deeper by the second.

His cock was quite literally something else simply because of its size. It was nearly as wide as Sweetie Belle’s waist, meaning it basically dwarfed Dash’s more toned form. With huge, leathery balls and veins thicker than a unicorn, if not an alicorn’s horn, he was a monster and they were his prey.

Rainbow Dash was gasping for any air she could take in as her tiny tits pressed to Sweetie Belle’s massive, warm, cum-glazed ones. She was already hard, and inside of the mare she was trying to protect. She was certain that the situation couldn’t become any worse. Then, as the timberwolf lurched forward, Rainbow lost her grip and slid forward. Her cock was suddenly forced through Sweetie’s cervix and slammed to the back of her womb, hammering against one of her ovaries. They were both instantly reduced to quaking messes.

The bulge grew ever larger inside of Rainbow Dash as Sweetie Belle did her best to keep up the constant healing. She grew more and more tired with each cast, barely managing to keep Rainbow Dash together as the blue pegasus’ mind started to shatter. The protrusion pressed out Rainbow’s gut against Sweetie Belle’s abdomen. It was so huge, hot and heavy that every single curved detail of each individual bit of his cock showed through.

The intense pressure inside of Rainbow’s ass was so great, the timberwolf came so hard that the fluid created its own brief bulge, making Dash’s toned abs slowly devolve into nothing more than a balloon full of hot, glowing timberwolf cum, lighting up her entire interior.

In no time, cum was gushing from Rainbow’s lips and nose as she weakly held onto Sweetie Belle. Her body went into autopilot as her strength faded. Though it was against her will, she started to thrust away as the wolf went as deep as he could without breaking his new toy any further. Even only halfway in, he had filled her from her ass all the way to her throat. Every pump he made transferred into Rainbow, and she could not help but to fuck Sweetie Belle.

"S-sweet Luna, please, someone tell me I’m just having a nightmare," begged Sweetie Belle. Her makeup ran completely, the eyeliner stained into her cheeks. Her deep purple lipstick was the only thing truly untouched, for the most part, anyway. But her master was here to firmly inform her that this wasn’t a dream.

As those dual cocks hovered above her face, dripping seed and sweat, he pulled his hips back and she opened wide. Timberwolves were known to be vicious, and they had clearly won. It was better to submit to his will than risk him hurting her out of frustration.

His lower cock slipped into her lips, her lipstick starting to bleed off on it immediately as he quickly shoved deeper, bulging out the little woman’s throat to at least twice as wide as it ever should go. As it pushed deeper and deeper, the upper cock rubbed against Rainbow Dash’s face and shoulder. The blue mare absentmindedly panted and kissed it, her mind a mess. The flood of cum erupting from her mouth lubed both it and Sweetie’s. It wasn’t long at all before both cocks were drenched in lipstick and bubbly hot cum.

As the huge redwood started hammering away, he began destroying every semblance of organs Dash had remaining. With each thrust painting her insides, packing them and bloating them with sperm, the bulge became more of a cum belly by the second.

The twin-cocked cypress wolf slammed and hammered away forcefully, going down to the knot, one of his tips down in Sweetie Belle’s stomach, the other slipping into Rainbow’s mouth, rubbing against the tip of the redwood inside of Rainbow through her stomach lining and the walls of her intestines as she was pounded. He, too, pumped cum into her gut, providing her with the only thing she’d be eating for the rest of her life as her belly swelled beyond pregnant-looking sizes.

Dash had never intended, but was glad to be the lucky mare to break Sweetie Belle’s virginity as she came relentlessly into the waiting womb. Better with her than some feral beast, she thought to herself, filling and bloating it out, as well. As some seeped around her cock in the most awesome creampie ever, she stained her own blue balls and Sweetie Belle’s sore red pussy lips.

All the while, the smallest wolf watched, licking himself clean and just enjoying the show of wet, hot, organ-crushing, body-bruising thrusts and slaps. He watched the two mares’ bodies being jerked and pulled around with every thrust and tug back.

Finally, with a pull back, the cypress slammed his upper tip into Rainbow Dash’s cum-filled maw, seed spurting around it. He slammed down again and buried the nose of both girls in his groin, trying his hardest to knot the mares. Unfortunately for him, they were just too small. Well, Dash was, but before long, his knot opened Sweetie Belle’s jaw with an audible pop, forcing its way into her cheeks. They bulged and strained as he dumped his loads into them both, their bellies bloating and filling larger than Sweetie Belle’s tits as they pressed against each other.

After his flooding came to a close, he turned around and forcefully yanked free. Sweetie Belle could have sworn her teeth were going to be ripped out, but they remained firmly in place. She gasped for breath through the torrent of cum in her, looking up and seeing Rainbow covered in just as much cum as she was.

Unfortunately, the redwood didn’t seem as if he was even close to actually cumming yet. His cloudy precum kept flowing from the broken wonderbolt’s holes. He grabbed Rainbow by the nape of her neck and lifted her off of Sweetie Belle, dropping her shoulders to the ground and holding her down there, forcing himself deeper and deeper, roaring out as he hammered hard enough to break concrete, pounding the living shit out of poor Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow’s mind was reeling from the abuse as she clawed back to some sense of herself. She was a fighter through and through. Two thirds of her new alpha’s cock was now buried in her, and it started lightly twitching, as though he was finally about to cum. He pulled out of her gaped asshole, his shaft seemingly almost as wide as an actual tree at a glance. He plastered Rainbow under more cum than Sweetiebelle could quantify by any measurement.

Spurt after spurt of hot cum jetted over Rainbow, painting her white, matting her fur and sticking her to the now muddy ground. By the end, his cock didn’t seem any softer. Sweetie Belle watched as he dug through the steaming hot puddle of slimy jizz, finding the little blue mare. Picking her up in his teeth, he turned and trotted off, leaving Sweetie Belle alone with the cypress and juniper.

"Come on, just turn around, already," muttered Scootaloo under her breath as she stared at the two stallions guarding her. It felt like she was in prison or something as she waited for Big Mac and Shining Armor to turn around so she could sneak off.

Suddenly, a finger tapped on her shoulder, making her turn in shock. "Need some help?" asked Flurry Heart as Scootaloo spun around to look at her.

But if she’s here… thought Scootaloo. Poking her head out again, she saw Celestia’s chariot landing with Cadence and Luna in tow. Twilight flanked the chariot, a list nearly fourteen feet long hanging beneath her, which she held in her magic. Spike flew beside her, the muscular chest of the grown-up dragon drawing a small blush from the pegasus as she turned back to Flurry Heart.

"What do you mean?" she asked, turning to the eighteen-year-old royal.

"Well, you’ve been waiting to run past them for, what, an hour? I can just teleport you into the woods." The sudden realization made Scootaloo pause for a moment. She had Flurry here. She’d be a fool not to take her offer.

"What do you want for it?" she asked instinctively. She knew how the little goth brat worked, from the several times she’d swindled various ponies in exchange for "favors," as the young fiend referred to them. She really was just like her mother.

“Oh, nothing,” she huffed. “It is your birthday after all, and I’d hate for Apple Bloom to be hurt. Really, you are so immature, thinking I want something out of this." She crossed her arms over her magically enhanced big breast, pouting.

With a sigh, Scootaloo looked at her. "I’m sorry. Now, can you teleport me out ther–"

Without even finishing her statement, the orange pegasus was gone. Flurry leaned around the corner and gave her mother and Pinkie Pie a small wave from across the courtyard.

Cadance nodded back as she assured various guests that the festivities would be starting soon. “Yes, we have everything under control. There’s nothing to worry about, Ms. Bon Bon. Ms Derpy, do you think perhaps Dinky should join Flurry? I’m sure she can help her find the guests of honor.”

“-re" finished Scootaloo as she landed. She stumbled in the sudden shift in the evenness of the ground, realizing that she’d been teleported mid-word by that little brat Cadence called a daughter. Looking around, she found fluttering in the breeze a little note from Flurry. "I hope you enjoy your gift," she read aloud with confusion.

"What the heck is going on today?” she said, storming through the woods, heading towards the trail she’d told Sweetie to go towards. “This better not be some elaborate and convoluted prank set up by Pinkie Pie. I swear, I’ll wring her throat if it is."

After a bit of walking, she heard through the trees the bellowing roar of a timberwolf, so much louder than she’d ever expect. She looked in the direction it had come from. It was muted, but she saw the blue fur, the rainbow mane and the horrible sight of her hero being used. She was mortified, but then she saw something she hadn’t expected; Rainbow’s massive cock. Fuck, that's hot…

She couldn’t move; her body was frozen in shock and awe as she reminded herself to breathe. She watched as the largest timberwolf picked Rainbow up from the pool of cum he’d coated her in as she slowly and carefully approached. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t want to just charge in there and save her, but she knew that she literally couldn’t do anything. If Rainbow failed, what was she supposed to do?

As the big one ran off with Rainbow, Scootaloo’s eyes trailed to Sweetie Belle. She was fairly intact and the big one was gone. Could she grab Sweetie Belle and leave? She was so full of... Scootaloo didn’t even want to think about what it was.

She gulped, watching as the massive cypress wolf pinned Sweetie Belle’s arms to the ground, pressing his tips to her pussy and asshole, just starting to push in. If Scootaloo was going to do anything, she had to do it now. But her body wouldn’t move. Despite yelling at herself in her mind, as she held her breath, her body would not move.

The wolf slammed deep into Sweetie Belle’s body, forcing her lower half up as he sunk his cocks deep in her sore pussy’s folds and forced her well-lubricated asshole to gape wide. A look of exhaustion, pleasure, pain and unbearable sensitivity had claimed her face, her tongue hanging out and eyes twitching wildly. Glowing cum matted her fur and coated her face. She was a mess, her tits hanging so free that the sight of it all stole Scootaloo’s full attention as the beast’s floral tongue slithered into the mouth of the little teen slut and down her throat. He was practically kissing her as he hammered away.

Scootaloo shook her head and took a deep breath. She had to concentrate, or she would be their next victim. There was still the little one to contend with. If she could draw it away, maybe she and Sweetie Belle together could fight off the other. She looked back across the glade, and was confused. Where had the little juniper wolf gone?

Leaping suddenly onto her shoulders, he dug his claws into her back, resting his hind feet on her legs as he forced her to her hands and knees, slamming his cock between her thighs. The ribbed texture dragged over her clothes, a simple pair of sweatpants. His claws dug into her hoodie, ripping it to shreds.

Taking a step back, he pressed his cock against her thighs. But Scootaloo wasn’t giving up without a fight. Throwing herself back, the wolf bit into her shoulder and dug his claws into her. He held on tightly as she hit him against a tree.

Suddenly, her foot slipped, and she fell. As she went down, her legs went in separate directions, ripping the crotch of her sweatpants apart. Gravity did its part of the job, slipping the wolf’s cock into her as she fell on top of it. Her pussy forcefully took a third of the long, ribbed beast in a single motion, bulging out her abdomen.

Its ribbed texture caught on her insides as she instinctively tried to pull off, her sensitive virgin walls struck with this brand-new feeling as it made her legs and body shake. Without a moment’s waste, the wolf slammed his hips upward, and thus deeper into her. Her eyes clenched shut as she bit her lip, feeling it press to her cervix. “FUCKING CELESTIA ABOVE!" she cried out as her head reared forward. She was now face to face with the cypress.

Sweetie Belle was twitching helplessly, hanging from the monster’s cocks. She would slowly slide off of them, only for the wolf to slam her into the ground, pounding them deep into her all over again.

Scootaloo could only look on as this happened. She cursed herself for encouraging her to come out here. "O-oh Sweetie Belle… I’m so sorry, I--"

Her words were cut off as the cypress pressed his paw to her chest, pushing her back against the little juniper wolf and forcing her down on his cock. Her insides were torn wider as they forced the wolf’s cock into her womb.

Stunned by the sudden shock, the juniper was able to grab ahold of Scootaloo and roll her over, allowing the wolf to start pounding away at the orange mare; to start claiming her as his knot slammed in and tugged right back out again, making Scootaloo clench her fists and grit her teeth.

"P-please! At least l-let me breathe…"

Unlike her friends, Scootaloo wouldn’t take long. For the most part, she was enjoying this treatment. Rather, she started to adjust to it a lot earlier. It was the extremeness, the challenge of taking it, and soon, it would be the challenge of doing anything else after it was done with her. As it pounded her, she gritted her teeth and breathed what amount she could.

She watched as the cypress wolf took Sweetie Belle to a nearby tree. Holding her against it, he put his paws to it and started to hammer away up into her as her hands rested on the bulge of her massive canine lover.

"F-fuck! Yes! D-don’t stop! Nyghh!~ Fuck me! Good boy~" The words spilled from Sweetie Belle’s mouth as her master granted her wish. She was broken. There was no doubt that she was already pregnant with Rainbow Dash’s foals, but now it was time for some truly worthy sperm to ravage her eggs.

"S-so fucking– nyghh!~ So fucking Intense! G-good Celestia, this is going to break me!" screamed out Scootaloo as the wolf dominated her. He was smaller than she was, and likely at the bottom of the timberwolves’ social ladder. Her mind was already fantasizing about fucking a bigger, more powerful timberwolf, despite how nuts that idea sounded.

The wolves hammered at the girls, slamming into them as they finished. Thick, hot cum blasted into both of their wombs at once, as well as into Sweetie Belle’s guts. The sperm circled their eggs for a moment, before pouncing; drilling their way into a successful mating and forcibly fertilizing them.

"Yes, YES!!! Break me!~" begged Sweetie Belle, petting the cypress wolf as he kissed her again. His aphrodisiac sap-like drool made her body burn with desire as his tongue prodded deep in her sensitive throat with ease. Sweetie Belle grinded his cocks, feeling the lower one dig deep into her, crushing her ovaries and further fertilizing her as he dumped another few gallons of hot cum into her.

Ripping back, both wolves slammed deep into their respective women, binding their bodies together as their knots swelled to a massive size. Sweetie Belle felt like her entire body was ripped in half as it dumped more cum into her. Her eyes were twitching as she went limp, her stomach bloating and swelling as cum gushed from her gaped holes from the internal pressure, pooling all over the forest floor and this monster’s balls. More cum gushed and erupted from her lips and nose, so thick and sticky that it might as well be hot tar.

The cypress attempted to yank out of her, tugging on her pussy’s lips and asshole, but he couldn’t pull free with his knots so swollen. Instead, he just let her drop and started walking along, dragging her on the forest floor, her hard nipples feeling every twig, leaf and stone as a deep trail of cum painted the dirt behind them.

The little juniper continued destroying Scootaloo, hammering away at her hole, her womb full of his hot, steaming, glowing cum. She held the bulge. She started stroking it through her abdomen as she shuddered and twitched. The little guy was starting to slow down after that first load, but Scootaloo wasn’t done. As he pulled out of her pussy, she rolled back over, flipping over on top of the hound. She now sat above him, pinning him to the ground with his cock between her pussy’s lips.

"Alright, you little mutt,” she growled. “You decided to rape me and my friends, and you couldn’t even fuck me like your friend did Rainbow Dash. Here’s what’s going to happen.”

She reached down and grabbed him firmly by the cock, stroking it a few times before mounting him once again, sitting on him. “First, I’m going to milk you dry. Then, you’re going to lead me back to your den, and I’m busting my friends out of there. Do I make myself clear?"

Of course, she didn’t expect the beast to answer back, but she had already determined her plan. She wasn’t going to let them beat her. First and foremost, she had to make good on her threat.

She picked herself up, her gut heavy with all of the sperm she’d just taken. That made it significantly harder, but Scootaloo was no quitter. She was even enjoying the strain, her tongue lolling out of her mouth and her eye twitching as she began to increase her speed. She leaned forward and pressed her hands hard against his chest, partly for stability and partly to make sure he stayed down. She had him pinned, and he wasn’t going to be turning the tables in his favor again.

The timberwolf began to howl and moan, and not wanting to let him call for backup, she leaned down and shoved her mouth over his. Of course this led to her kissing the wolf as she rode him, feeling the effects of his aphrodisiac sap as she came on the beast, drenching his balls, had they not already been dripping. Before long, he did the same to her, her gut starting to swell as she pulled out mid-orgasm, eyes clenched.

His cum blast painted and matted her back. Her ponut asshole kissed the tip of his cum-gushing cock and she slammed down, riding him as he came. She stayed true to her word, doing her absolute best to milk this little wolf dry as it filled her stomach. Her gut slowly swelled to the size of an exercise ball as she violently forced him to knot her.

She was reduced to a shuddering, quaking mess as she was once again tied to him. She tried to pull off of him again, but her fullness and expended energy were working against her. She clenched her fists, feeling the thick fur of his chest as she panted."O-oh, fuck,” she slurred out. “That was probably not a good idea."

The juniper slid out from under her and stood up, pushing her cum-bloated body to the ground. He turned and followed the trail left by the cypress, dragging the weak, exhausted girl along the cum-soaked muddy path with surprising ease.

"F-fuck,” thought Scootaloo aloud, shortly before passing out. “I think I understand now why Flurry’s always fucking her guards…"

Author's Note

the current lineup of options for who is next made up of last chapters votes
Derpy and Dinky 6
Sweetie Belle solo mini chapter 2
Celestia & Luna 1
femboi Spike, Shineing, & Big Mac 1
Scootaloo solo mini chapter 1
Applejack 1
Bon Bon, likely lyra too 1
Celestia & Cadence 1

could change depending on votes thrown in so keep em coming, and thank you all for reading.

4A Tremendous terrifying Timberwolves tear into the trio of stallions

“Be safe out there, Shiny,” said Cadance, giving her husband a warm and soft hug out of worry for the stallion before releasing him and planting a kiss firmly on his lips, staining them with her glossy red lipstick.

Standing aside by the gate of the twin sisters' castle, his search party waited mostly patiently. Big Mac, a large stallion with broad shoulders and a scruffy red coat, was clearly anxious to begin already. He had been for hours, ever since Apple Bloom first went missing.

Spike, the latter of the duo, was shorter and not quite as bulky, and perhaps a bit more bottom-heavy than he’d like. He had a pair of scaly wings poking through his hoodie and a tail draped over the elastic of some sweatpants, in sharp contrast to Big Mac’s farm work outfit.

Then, of course, there was Shining himself. As he came up to them, he made a good middle ground between the two of them, with a strong frame and training but not quite the bulk of Big Mac, nor the bulge when it came to either of their crotches.

“Alright,” nodded Shining, “time to go. Don't think I need to ask, but are you guys ready?”

“Eeyup,” said Big Mac in his typical response.

“Hopefully, whatever's going on isn't anything we can't handle,” nodded Spike, stretching his wings and taking flight as the trio headed out into the wilderness.

Cadance was left to her own devices as two fingers massaged her clit through another portal for what must have been ten minutes now. “S-sometimes I curse being this s-sensitive, damn I taught her good~”

Her daughter knew all of her weaknesses and worked with a delicate soft grace, slipping her fingers in and pressing against her mothers g-spot, grinding against it in nothing but a toying manner. Every time Cadance would come close to release, she pulled out, leaving her hanging and rubbing her outer lips, pinching her clit, fingering her asshole and fondling her balls; anything and everything to keep her mother from release. It was the most pleasant agony one could have experienced on the way back to meet her fellow alicorns.

Throwing open the doors to the royal bedchambers Celestia and Luna had set up for themselves, the scene was as one could predict. Twilight was at the center of a mess, charts and a list floating all around her. Flurry Heart was sitting in a chair off to the side, hands in her pockets, toying with her mother’s genitals.

By now, her target had shifted. Feeling her daughter’s soft, downright silky hands rub over her cock, her fingers tracing and dragging across its bulged, pulsing veins, it wasn't possible to hold back her load, dumping hot seed into the condom she was wearing. It was enough to fill and bloat a pony’s gut to the point it’d sag under its own weight. Said condom, already full of three of these insane loads, was already on the verge of exploding as Flurry tugged and pulled on it, one hand clearly lifting the bag of steaming hot sperm.

Sadly, Flurry’s fun had to end as Cadance’s horn glowed with magic as she walked in, reinforcing the condom to hopefully last another three loads before it met its match. Secondly, she sent a strong shock through her daughter’s fingers as a magic field surrounded her genitalia. It was a short spell that wouldn't even last a minute, but she was sure Flurry would understand the message.

“They are well on their way,” sighed Cadance, relieved. “Hopefully, they’ll be able to better tell us what we're dealing with, at least.”

Luna lay on the bed, clearly resting her eyes as Celestia stood immaculate in the middle of the room, turning to face her. “That's good. I'm sure they will be able to handle whatever threat they are put up against, dear Cadance. Twilight! You’re listening, right?”

The panicked purple princess was pulled from her charts and list. “Sorry, princess, it's just, my nerves are on edge.”

That edge lingered for a while. In a few hours, it'd be dark, and people would need to be heading home. Hell, some ponies had already left; Mrs. Shy, Button Mash and his mother, Berry Punch, plenty of ponies had left simply to make it home at a reasonable time, but for the princesses, things were just beginning.

A projection suddenly graced the room, darkening the ambience and lighting the wall it had appeared on. “Hello, my pretty prancing princesses,” crooned a villainous tongue, cackling with an ever-distinct laughter. Her black carapace came into view as she stepped forward.

“Chrysalis!” called out Twilight as the others came to her sides. Flurry, for as lewd as she was, understood the threat and reached for Celestia's hand for some comfort; she overshot it, grabbing instead something much more phallic, not that Celestia minded.

Chrysalis’ piercing and judgemental gaze looked over the five of them, her own entourage flanking to her sides. The pegasus, Cozy Glow, was the youngest villain Equestria had ever faced. She was older than Flurry Heart, but still only nineteen. Her proportions were also quite similar to the royal brat that, by comparison, seemed like an angel, except that her breasts were smaller. Even so, her entire body was smaller with a thinner and shorter build, making her somewhat average pair of tits seem massive on her. They were still a relatively new thing for the pegasus to combat; a lingering effect of absorbing magic from Equestria, and then again absorbing a portion of Discord’s chaos magic.

“Did you miss me, Mrs. Twilight?” she asked, blowing a small kiss towards her.

To Chrysalis’ other side rose Tirek, but something was off. Under his cloak, he certainly had more mass than the near-emaciated Taur should have had. He must have absorbed some magic from others already, realized Twilight. Celestia also had her eyes fixed on his big butt.

The three were still wearing their prison attire, something they looked far too sexy in. Even if orange wasn't really any of their colors, their bodies filled out the tight jumpsuits in all the right ways, and rode up on them in several other wonderful ways.

Looking at the trio, it was clear they were a bit tense. “What have you done with the missing ponies?!” accused Twilight.

This prompted a musing cackle from the shapeshifting succubus. “I haven't done anything, you little heathen. We come bearing a little message from whomever gave me the edge to help me escape i–”

“To help US escape!“ corrected Cozy, making Chrysalis roll her eyes and Tirek grumble. “I think I’d prefer being stone over this.”

“Oh shush,” waved Chrysalis, “I personally think you’re much cuter this way, but back to what I was saying. I have a little something to show you about your team of saviours.” She turned to the side and a second projection formed, showing Shining and company walking through the forest.

Peering at the projection, Celestia's hand graced down Flurry’s back to her ass, giving her a squeeze. From the stroking and the depraved thoughts she was having about “re-educating” these villains when they were done, she was already growing horny, something Flurry could feel in the powerful throbs of the matriarch’s cock.

Luna was no fool to what was happening, either, bringing her fingers to her brow and letting out a sigh of exasperation, given the situation at hand. She looked more deeply at the screen, seeing just what was so special. Five timberwolves were tailing the trio of ponies. Luna’s horn almost lit up to teleport instantly, only for the casting of it to fizzle out.

“That won’t work, Moony,” smirked Chrysalis, full of herself. “They have an aura cast around them scrambling magic. Even I would be powerless, as surprising as that may sound.” As she spoke, she fidgeted a bit, biting her lip whenever she wasn’t talking. The same was true of Cozy, to a lesser degree.

“Is that all, Chrysalis, or are your going to stand there and act like you’re not clearly horny as hell?” Cadance asked, crossing her arms but looking down to the projection of her husband. She’d be lying if she tried to claim she wasn't worried for him as the wolves approached the party.

“Shut up,” hissed Chrysalis, her face flushing red.

Celestia smirked as she stepped forward. “What is it, Chrysalis? Are we that irresistible? You’re dripping wet at the sight of us, hehe~” teased the solar monarch.

The changeling queen’s ears folded back before she sneered out a teeth-gritting growl. “You think too highly of yourself, Princess. I wonder if you'll be so cocky when the time comes that I enslave you and the rest of Eque–”

“Hey! You said you were dropping the enslavement plan!” Cozy prodded, poking the bug in the breast defiantly, only making her growl with more frustration.

“Silence, worm! I am talking!”

“No, you’re yammering,” muttered Tirek.

The three of them began tearing into one another with their words and it was best to simply tune them out. Cadance dampened the sound of their argument for the others to focus as they looked to the projection before them. Before she dampened the sound, though, she noted a more feminine tweak to Tirek’s voice. She knew now what had happened to him, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

Spike was likely safest as he flew over the others and the woods. Had it been any other creature that didn't blend in so well with the dark trees of the Everfree, he likely would have already spotted the incoming threat. Big Mac was so blinded by tunnel vision for finding his sisters, he had no chance of seeing the approaching hounds.

Only Shining, his ears twitching to life at the sound of the approaching footsteps, caught on, his hand gripping the handle of his sword in its sheath. The rustle of bushes made him stop, drawing Spike’s attention as he turned to the de facto leader of their group as Big Mac simply continued forward.

“Big Mac, we have company!” Shining called out. He began to draw his sword, but it was too late already as the hound pounced on him. It was a simple oak timberwolf, just a bit larger than himself. Her paws rested on his arms, pinning him down.

Spike leaped into action, slamming into her side, drawing a whine from her as her claws dug into the dirt.

A second wolf grabbed Spike's tail, ripping him back like a ragdoll and smacking him to the ground with a hard slam that knocked all the wind out of him in an instant.

The remaining three charged forward to Big Mac, who, despite being the least aware, packed the biggest punch, literally. He suckerpunched the first wolf’s wooden jaw apart, only for the splintered wood and vines to weave themselves back together.

Spike rolled over to look at his attacker, a shaggier wolf clearly adorned in the style of a willow tree. It had leafy fur and dripped with moisture, his maw trailing glowing saliva, sap and honey that hardened against Spike’s scales.

Spike looked down at its underbelly to see the cock growing from its sheath. Veiny and canine in shape, its knot was as wide as Spike’s waist and big enough to stretch him far beyond his limits.

Spike dug his claws into the beast’s chest, fire swelling in his lungs, only for the wolf to press its paw to his throat as he was about to breathe, trapping the burning fire in his chest. It tried to escape in a small wisp before the hound over him leaned down, kissing him. Its drool hardened, sealing Spike’s lips and covering his nose. He couldn't breathe.

Big Mac did what he could to fight the wolves, jabbing his elbow into one and slamming his hands into another in an effort to fight back to the others, to no avail.

The one over Shining set to work quickly, ripping down his pants to let his cock free. Back in the castle, a blushing Twilight twitched in a state of shock, horny and scared for her brothers. With his cock springing forth, a long wet lick from the wolf brought it to full mast with a painfully hard erection, fueled by magic.

“F-fuck!” was all he could say, trying to stand up before letting out an echoing moan as the hound’s pussy slammed down over his rod, making him shudder in pleasure. The magical beast, for being nothing but a ghost possessing a bunch of sticks and stones on a wolf body, felt really, really good. Sap and honey lubricated her honey pot as it clenched down like a vise on Shining’s cock. Her claws dug against his chest painfully as magic slowly seeped through the sap and honey that lubricated her into his cock and balls.

A burning sensitivity filled him as his hands dug into the forest floor, trying to endure the growing sensation as his cock started to grow inside her. His heart, of course, had to beat harder to support the expanding stallionhood, but Shining was a healthy, strong stallion. It didn't take much to handle the growing erection without all his blood pumping into it and away from more vital organs.

Meanwhile, Spike tried to fight the sap gag over his mouth and nose, but it was like clawing away at wet stone once it hardened. The wolf effortlessly picked him up, putting him to his back as he struggled to breathe, finding that he couldn't.

The wolf dropped him by a tree, more of that same sap binding his wrists to the ground. Well, his hands actually, as by simple virtue of the wolf’s size, licking something as precise as Spike’s wrists wasn't possible. The hound then moved to his feet, binding them as well.

Despite the dragon’s best but increasingly weaker attempts at fighting back, he tried to breathe fire and melt the sap. It took several attempts to push the flame up to his lips, but it was working.

Of course, he found out the secret to escape a bit too late. As his captor bit into his shoulder, a jet of flame shot from Spike’s nose as the beastly canine placed his cock’s tip to the dragon’s tight asshole. He slammed forward while holding the little reptile steady in his jaws, the sap-like drool seeping into his bloodstream and starting to have some very interesting effects.

Looking to his compatriots, Big Mac gave a heavy snort. Locking his arms around one wolf’s neck, he slammed them down to the ground as he kicked at another, but it was three against one as the third pounced against his backside, almost knocking him prone. He tried to shake it off, wrestling it to the ground, but at the cost of letting the other two free, leaving one to pounce him from behind, sandwiching him between two wolves.

His body was covered in scratches and bites now. As with Spike, their sap drool was beginning to effect him in similar ways to Shining. His cock was painfully hard, revealed with a tearing rip as the third wolf tore his pants off, letting it flop hard against the male wolf under him. Against its asshole, notably.

The one on his back pressed his cock to Mac’s ponut of an asshole, but Big Mac wasn't about to lose this fight, even if the battle had just changed greatly. Before the one under him could think of trying to shove its cock in him like the one behind him, he took the first move, slamming down balls deep, hard enough to make the wolf call out with a yipe of pain and shock from its wooden lungs.

“Wow. Th-they’re really going at it, aren't they?” stated Flurry absently. Her hand had, by this point, left Celestia's cock, a new magical one stroking it under the solar monarch’s dress as she did the same to the much younger princess.

Twilight would have, in most circumstances, turned to address the fresh princess, but to say she was entranced by the sight might have been an understatement. It was impossible to not notice her own cock bulging under her dress despite her best attempts to hold it down, seemingly forgetting to even use magic in the moment.

Cadance knew of the debauchery going on with the others, of course. The signs were obvious for the princess of love. But aside from her own arousal from Flurry’s earlier teasing and the new fresh sight of being cucked by a wolf, she wasn't anywhere near as enraptured as Twilight as she looked back to the terrible trio that had called them.

“Chrysalis, why are you showing us this?”

“I'm glad at least someone seems to care,” groaned Luna. Despite this, her cock was throbbing hard enough for Cadance notice as she smelled her musk, just like her aunt Celestia's.

“Simple,” smirked the bug. “Our, for lack of a better term, rescuers had a very simple request; make sure you all know about their little gift for your little birthday girls’ party. That’s a-all.” She fidgeted on her end of the portal at the continued glare of Cadance. Cozy wasn't much better under her and Flurry’s gazes. Tirek, though, was clearly having as little as possible to do with speaking to the monarchs, a bit uncharacteristically so.

Cadance, of course, knew why they were all in such a state, even if her fellow alicorns weren't yet in the loop. There was an extra “little” punishment that she’d cast on every villain the mane six had defeated; a little extra pay for the trouble. It was a simple spell: any time that they so much as thought of, spoke with or looked at or were looked at by any of the monarch alicorns, it’d feel like that alicorn’s cock was buried in their asshole or pussy.

Discord was the one exception. Even Starlight still had to suffer, at least with everyone that wasn't Twilight. Cadance figured that’d be a bit too cruel, given the two’s close proximity to each other at all times.

“Luna,” spoke Celestia in a drawn-out tone, ”of course I care about them. This is a very serious matter. But you'd be lying to yourself if you said that little third leg of yours wouldn't be in the way trying to fight timberwolves, or these villains.”

A wash of deep red blush filled Luna’s face. “Sister, we are in front of said villa–”

“Please, dear sister, don't be such a prude. These villains are practically cumming at the sight of us. Twilight has a boner so hard I can practically hear it throbbing and Flurry here has been playing with my cock for over ten minutes.” She turned to the little alicorn, making Flurry shrink back a little bit. “You’re gonna have to be punished for that, by the way.”

“Hehe~ Yeah, I should have seen that coming,” she admitted as Chrysalis and Cozy looked at the freely slutty alicorns.

“Honestly, I wasn't really expecting this,” admitted Cozy.

“Why not?” Chrysalis spat, high and mighty. “All of you ponies are nothing but sex fiends.”

“And you’re hopelessly addicted to our love and lustful actions,” teased Cadance, prompting a blush from the bug horse and a muse of interest from Cozy Glow. “Don't think I've forgotten all the things you tried to do to me when you invaded my wedding.”

“You ponies are hopeless,” sighed Chrysalis. “This conversation’s done. Enjoy watching your saviour boys being violated, you horny sluts.” The transmission of the portal call ended with her, alongside Cozy and Tirek by proxy, leaving the alicorns to themselves, the sight of said saviour boys being fucked, or in Big Mac’s case, fucking, still plastered on the wall.

“Well, we can't help them if we’re horny out of our minds,” announced Celestia. “Flurry, dear, on the bed, please.”

The little alicorn blushed as she happily complied. Luna grumbled a bit under her breath as she disrobed herself alongside her sister, dropping their dresses and floating them aside.

Now bare, Flurry’s eyes opened wide to the sight between the others’ legs. Celestia was the larger of the two. Much like with the length of her horn and tall stature, it was obvious her cock would be huge, but it was bigger than Cadance’s. Even Big Mac’s cock seemed ordinary by comparison, and Flurry could almost swear she wasn't fully erect yet. Truly, an elephantine monster rested between her legs, with balls to compare.

Luna was the next largest of the room, but even still, it was a difference of almost a foot in length between the sisters. Twilight started undressing much more shyly, unable to really take her eyes off of the scene through the portal, until she turned to see Flurry Heart, her cock rising with desire as the little alicorn’s magical hand stroked along its underside. Flurry turned to her now-undressed mother as well, laying her eyes on her cock and the gallon of hot, cloudy sperm she had dangling in a condom between her legs, clearly looking like it was about to snap under the weight. The four alicorns were all bigger than her in many ways.

“Well, you’re all gorgeous mare studs,” cooed Flurry with regained vigor. “Come on and fuck me, hehe~”

She spread her legs wide, fingers spreading her pussy’s lips as Celestia's magic grabbed her heels and pulled her along the bed to the edge, laying her cock on the mare’s torso. It came all the way up between her breasts.

Luna stood to her left and Twilight her right, the cocks both dangling over her face as Cadance climbed into the bed, kneeling over her daughter’s head, resting her balls on Flurry’s face. The fluid-filled condom almost looked like a third breast, sloshing about between her own.

The smell was strong, pungent, and foul, but best of all, addictively good. As Flurry took in a deep whiff of the hot musk, she let out an equally warm pant, licking them, savoring the sweaty taste that she loved. It was only now that Cadance’s magic pulled her cock free from its condom, setting it aside on the bed and tying it off.

“Don't break her too hard, Celestia,” warned Cadance. “I’d prefer my daughter to not have to spend a week having her mind fixed after one of your brutal poundings.”

“No promises, deary,” she answered playfully.

Slam after slam was punctuated by Spike’s increasingly feminine moans through the gag as he was pounded brutally into the ground by a timberwolf cock. It bulged out his entire torso, lightly spurting seed, making his gut sag with thick, hot timberwolf jizz.

Spike looked like he was carrying a few dragon eggs with how large his belly was already growing thanks to his panting dominator. His cock was painfully hard, a pool of cum having started beneath him as his second orgasm rocked his body. His breasts grew slightly, and his ass fattened further. With each bit of pleasure that rocked his body, he was becoming more and more feminine, and he was becoming hornier, which was only accelerating the process.

Sap had coated his back and chest like a corset, almost holding him down to the ground. His cum gut was the one thing pushing him off of the ground; his claws were useless while bound. His back had already popped hard. The sap held him to the ground as his growing belly tried to push him up, all while he was pounded harder and harder by the knot of his new canine mate slapping hard against his growing ass as his cock started to shrink.

Shining’s moans dwarfed Spike’s gagged, muffled attempts at making sound as his canine mate rode him with feverish desire for his cum. His cock was pulsing and throbbing brutally hard, even for him. As he held the wolf’s hips, his eyes clenched as he came hard for the first time deep into the dog’s womb, her belly swelling over him a small amount, as over a beachball’s worth of cum filled the beast. Shining almost passed out, cumming more than he ever had in his entire life.

“F-fuck, magic makes sex amazing,” was all he could say as the wolf slowly pulled up off of his cock, her eggs bombarded with Shining’s sperm as she leaned against a tree, ass up. Shining stumbled to his feet, situating himself behind the bitch as the only one who hadn't had a chance to breed came up behind him, his cock throbbing.

As Shining pushed back into the velvety, honey-slick walls of the timberwolf he’d just impregnated, he grit his teeth, moaning out as his torso was slammed against her back and another cock rammed deep in his asshole.

The new timberwolf bit into Shining’s shoulder, starting his own transformation as its claws gripped his hips and slammed harder and harder up into them, his knot trying its hardest to squeeze into him from the beginning. His veins pulsed and throbbed as a second orgasm forced its way through Shining into the lucky wolf he was buried in, her gut swelling like an exercise ball full of thick stallion nut.

The ones dominating Spike and Shining weren't necessarily in sync with their thrusts, but the pleasure and pain they were filling their new toys with was definitely on similar wild levels.

But this was nothing, literally nothing compared to the “lucky” wolf that had fallen from any hope of being an alpha, not even worthy of being considered one. As Big Mac slammed his hips back and forth, thrusting forward hard enough to send sticks flying, the poor timberwolf under him clawed at the dirt, hearts in his eyes.

Every pull back, he forced himself down to the knot of the wolf thrusting into his ass. Despite his abdomen and gut bulging more madly than even Spike’s, he was just holding onto the wolf under him, breeding them into a mess. Despite it all, he was fully in control and he hadn't even cum yet, unlike the wolf in his grasp that was painting the ground white again.

Big Mac hadn’t bothered counting the spilled nuts as the wolf in his ass held onto him for stability. It hadn't cum yet, but it was biting into him, trying to do the same as what had happened to Spike and Shining. It was trying to make him too sensitive to fight back, accentuate his more feminine aspects, but even as Big Mac’s ass filled out, he kept hammering away. He was like a breeding machine.

Spike tried to moan out, barely able to breathe as it was. He was held to the ground as his new alpha started slamming away harder and faster. It was like a jackhammer was grinding against his prostate as the timberwolf’s cock pounded away at his poor guts, stretching out his stomach, shoving organs around and rearranging his insides to better form around the cock that, from now on, would inhabit his holes.

Well, her holes. As he came again, Spike’s cock started to shrink, as if every load was pulling the contents out. No, it started to disappear. Her tits grew. Her bones lengthened in her legs, making her grow taller. The scales on her head started to hang like long hair. Her ass grew and grew. It was preposterously large at this point, making the claim that he was bottom-heavy seem like a joke.

With more pleasure than Spike had ever felt as a man, his cock disappeared, becoming her brand new vagina just in time for a thick, hot load of fresh nut tar to fill her stomach.

It was so viscous and filling as cum shot up her throat against the sap gag, spurting and gushing from her nose. The cum was steaming hotter than the fire that the dragon normally breathed; it was almost too hot to be comfortable.

But sweet Celestia, the warmth, the feeling of fullness, of completeness each gush of that hot seed into her stomach gave. As the sap binding her to the ground snapped, it made her heart soar, but the truly addictive mind-altering effects of the sap, musk and cum combined were helping feed that desire to be full.

Cum sloshed and spurted around the cock in her asshole, but his knot never made it into her. A deep sadness filled her at that. The cock ripped out of her, spurting hard a thick, hot, chunky load of cum, glazing Spike’s new ass.

No. Barb’s new big ass.

Her master pressed his cock to her velvety virgin cunt’s walls, and even though she craved it, her eyes went wide with a tinge of panic at the touch of his tip. He shoved forward into her and made her toes curl. Her claws dug into the ground as her eyes twitched, pulsed and crossed far back in her skull. Her jaw ripped open, a flood of gushing cum vomiting out, speckled with tiny jets of flame. Her muffled, gagged moans filled the forest as he pressed a paw to her backside and her first female orgasm rocked her body.

Shining came again, bloating the belly of the female timberwolf to levels just as preposterous as what the beasts usually did to ponies. On the timberwolves, though, it seemed like a reasonable, if excessive amount of cum. His legs were twitching limply, cum thick and hot like webs of slimy tar between his thighs and calves connecting his cock and the wolf’s hole. It ran all along his and the wolf’s legs, all the way to the ground.

As he was pounded, each slam of his alpha drove him deep into the female wolf and each pull back jerked him out. He was a ragdoll between two beasts far stronger than him, being used for nothing but pleasure, and it was breaking him. It’d become hard to focus or even move as his hands held against the wolf. He just laid on her, panting and drooling as he was used.

A cum gut full of pre was starting to form like it had with Spike as his torso bulged out. The wolf’s cock was pressing against his ribs and spreading his pelvis apart as it stretched his organs. To say it hurt was an understatement, but fuck if it didn't also feel way too good to be natural. Their magic was just so potent, so impossible to ignore, from their literally intoxicating musky scent to the sheer feeling of their hot pulsing cock and pussy in and around him, respectively.

“P-pleash at least l-let me take a break,” he begged. At least Cadance let him relax between several hour-long breeding sessions, but he’d cum more in the last hour than he typically did in five days.

His pleas fell on unsympathetic ears, only pounding his girly butt and feminine curves harder after he had the gall to speak. But his cock wasn't disappearing like Spike’s… well, Barb’s had. They still had a need for it.

That need might be nullified though. Slamming down hard again and gritting his teeth, Big Mac erupted into the wolf under him, cum spurting from its throat and nose, seeping from every hole it could find to practically explode out as its belly filled and swelled.

Finally, Big Mac panted some, letting part of his guard down for a moment. The hound trying to dominate him pressed him down to the ground, slamming hard into his asshole, trying to make a point of who was in charge.

Even as Big Mac’s eyes twitched and a moan of feminine notes escaped his lips, he slammed back against the hound, rolling with force to be above the canine. Sitting in the reverse cowgirl position, Mac had a chance to look at himself and the others.

Barb had a smile of pure bliss on her face, hearts in her eyes and a sizable pair of breasts big as beachballs on her chest. She had an ass that was even bigger than that as she was being ruthlessly pounded into the dirt atop a progressively larger and larger swelling belly.

Shining was sandwiched between two wolves like Mac had been. He was becoming more of a mare by the second as his features softened and his hair started to grow out longer.

Big Mac, the big gay stallion he was, would be a liar if he said the cock buried in him didn't feel good as he lifted up, slamming down to the knot of the twitching cock. His wolf was going to burst any moment now.

Big Mac continued slamming up and down, speeding up as his cock bounced freely about, leaking cum as the wolf he pounded senseless laid exhausted and twitching. It really was quite the sight for the orgy of alicorns back at the castle.

Author's Note

adding kinks later but who should be next after i post the second half of this chapter sometime in the next 2 days, also would you be interested in a mini chapter exploring celestia fucking the shit out of flurry heart?

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“Fuck, fuck! Fuck!!”

Flurry’s voice was ragged as she cursed under her breath. Her folds felt as if they were being stretched wider than all the gates of Tartarus. Her legs were held apart as far as her body could physically allow, held open in Celestia's magic as the monster cock she sported pressed into her waiting pussy.

Every bit of pressure put towards pushing in and ruining her guts could be felt against her clit as her mother maintained a sharply rising increase in her daughter’s sensitivity with a spell. She was already squirming, her hands clutching the sheets, eyes twitching in her head and mouth wide open, tongue out and panting as she moaned loudly until finally, her cunt’s lips popped open.

The flared tip of the goddess pressed its way into her, lightly spurting precum into her tight folds as inch after inch began to forcefully sink in. Every inch made her body shudder and convulse, bucking as she drooled. Her cunt clenched hard as a virgin around Celestia's cock.

After dozens and dozens of poundings from her father and mother, Flurry figured she could handle anything, but Celestia wasn't even close to her medial ring as she bulged out her abdomen and gut, her pelvis stretching wide. She realized then that she’d bitten off way, way, way more than she could take balls deep.

“Sweet Celestia!! Fuck! It's t-too much!!~” she wailed.

Twilight thanked herself for casting a sound proofing spell as Flurry cried out.

Cadance’s cock slapped against her daughter’s muzzle, forcing her flared tip in between her lips. Gripping her neck and lightly choking her, she started to push down into her throat, forcing her to gag as she drooled. Lipstick rings began to form over her mother’s cock as her legs tried to move, but couldn’t.

“Flurry, sweetheart, be a dear and shut up while I fill your guts.”

Sweat rolled down Flurry’s face, eyes twitching, body feeling like it was on fire. Her fingers clutched and arms shook as she deeply breathed in her mother’s musk. It was the only thing she could breathe. Her sweet musk was damn near intoxicating as it attacked her mind.

She felt two fleshy, hot, cum-oozing rods find their way to her hands. Like a good girl, despite convulsing, barely able to focus and impaled from both ends, she started to stroke Luna and Twilight’s cocks.

Usually, Flurry moved with grace and expertise. This time, she was in a state of pure lust, the bulge moving up her torso, growing inside of her, making her cum hard. Her pussy tightly clenched Celestia's cock as her own spurted and gushed seed like a fountain for a brief few spurts as she did everything in her power not to bite down or clench her fist tight around the cocks in them.

She realized that the next time she came, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself. Knowing this, she cast a spell as quickly as she could. Despite the fact that she was being impaled, the spell went off properly, forcing her teeth to stay as wide open as possible and kept her from clenching her fists. Any time she’d try, either her pussy, ass or throat muscles would clench instead, something guaranteed to be happening a lot soon.

Her gags rocked through her, her hands pumping up and down the alicorn cocks as Celestia's medial ring finally kissed her wet lips’ entrance. Twilight was doing her best not to moan her head off, blushing and biting her lip as Flurry’s hand caressed her, precum seeping from the tip as she rubbed it along the purple member.

Luna’s cock was larger than Twilight’s; larger and more powerful as it throbbed and pulsed in Flurry’s hand, her touch bringing a soft moan to Luna’s lips, even if stifled in its delivery. “Mhmm~ that's it… If we're going to fuck, you'd better milk my cock well at the very least, you little skank.” The teasing remark of degradation certainly made Flurry blush, but beyond the feeling filling her cunt, there wasn't a whole lot else she could focus on.

Her cervix was kissed and, without much hesitation, pushed through. It had been for several minutes now, as Celestia's mighty cock, comparable to a dragon in its sheer enormity, stretched out her womb, leaking and spurting precum straight into her foal factory.

It was hot; hell, it felt like the sun was in her womb. A burning, almost painful sensation emanated from it and there was so much already. ”Fucking hell, did she cast a spell to cum more or something? There's no way that she's already filled my womb,” thought Flurry, and she was right, her womb wasn't full yet. At least, not full of precum, but Celestia's flared tip was another story. Flurry’s uterus was being stretched to fit around the mighty unreal breeding rod, like a condom that was too small. Even having it in her like that made tears well in Flurry Heart’s eyes.

“Mhmm~ You’d better have remembered to recast your protection spell this morning, dear,” warned Cadance coyly. “With how much cum you’ve been filled with and are about to be broken by, you'll be giving me a granddaughter if you didn't.”

Flurry Heart didn’t really believe her mother honestly cared. Hell, her mom had relished the thought of putting a baby in her in the past. It was practically rapist levels of need to defile her, not that she minded. As long as she kept her protection spells on at all times, she was safe.

But Celestia? Celestia might just pound her guts into such ruin that the spell would crumble like wet paper.

Flurry couldn't think of that for long as her hands pumped along Luna and Twilight’s cocks, her thumbs rubbing their tips with soft grace when possible, all as she was forced to gag and choke on her mother’s member.

Cadance kept pulling back at a snail’s pace, dragging herself along every inch of her daughter’s throat, letting the barely legal teen feel each soft, loving pulse of her veins, every imposing twitch and throb, all as she spurted salty precum in her throat and mouth. Its taste was one Flurry had loved since the first drop. It was salty, sure, but she had acquired a taste for the incestuous seed, just like her father’s.

Pulling back to her lips, Cadance would slam forward so hard, it jerked Flurry’s head and upper torso off the bed, making her already numb legs shake with life before pulling slowly back and slamming forward again. It was endless, but against Celestia's sheer girth as she slowly eased into her, it was pleasant by comparison, despite the fact she’d have a horrible sore throat from it tomorrow.

Cadance started picking up her pace. Her hand found rest on her daughter’s throat, her magic enveloping her breast and yanking her nipples hard as she started to hammer her throat into oblivion. Each thrust forced the air out of her daughter’s nose as she slammed to her base each and every time without remorse. Her balls smacked hard against her daughter’s face again and again as Flurry gagged, starting to cry from a lack of air and the sheer brutality of the spitroasting she was going through.

Inch after inch of Celestia's womb-wrecking bitch-breaker seeped into her, pushing organs aside and deforming her womb. It hurt like hell, but Flurrys muffled cries were just that: muffled, hopeless cries. Her hands were shaking as she forced herself to continue jerking off the others’ cocks with inconsistent strokes. It was too hard to focus on them, as all her concentration was going into simply breathing.

Suddenly, a warmth of magic enveloped her. Celestia, Luna, Cadance and Twilight’s magic coursed through her with a myriad of spells. Celestia cast a healing spell over her, speeding up her body’s natural processes to heal the bruises, numb the pain of being stretched, and hopefully keep anything from permanently breaking, with the exception of her womb, which Celestia conveniently excluded from where the spell was allowed to touch.

Luna’s spell focused on her cock, pussy and nipples. A chastity cage made of pure magic enveloped her cum-spurting cock, forcing it down to less than an inch of length as she screamed, writhing under them. Her tears made her makeup run as the second part of Luna’s spell took effect over all of the areas it focused on, forcing them to, in a sense, be plugged. She couldn't cum or lactate; not without the princess’s permission.

Cadance’s spell worked in tandem with Luna’s, almost like they had practiced this. Every bit of Flurry’s body became more sensitive, her outstretched wings tensing even more as her body shook, quaking, with muffled screams escaping her lips.

Finally, Twilight’s spell took effect, seemingly the only one that didn't want her to suffer to some degree. She cast a stretching spell over her, loosening her tight folds for her and keeping them snug for Cadance and Celestia.

Flurry was a mess already. She shook, unable to but desperately wanting, no, needing to cum. Celestia's hands grazed up her hips to the smaller mare’s waist, her thumbs pressing against either side of the massive bulge she was making through her body.

A small pull back shifted several inches out of her before Celestia stopped playing around. Birds squawked, flying from the intense shake of vibration they suddenly felt. The dust of the stone walls fell down as the bed shook. Flurry’s intestines and other internal organs were shoved aside harder than Celestia's simple healing spell could manage. She screamed around Cadance’s cock for half a second before her lungs were crushed and all she could do was gasp soundlessly around her mother’s meat. It was all shoved aside to fit the body-destroying cock of Celestia.

The bulge was all the way up between Flurry Heart’s tits, making her cock throb harder than it ever had in her life inside the tiny chastity cage she was forced to wear. It started to shrink as her hands tried to move from Luna and Twilight’s cocks, but Luna’s magic held them in place, forcing her to keep stroking as her body twitched and shook, holding back the biggest orgasm of her entire life.

Flurry’s mind was reeling, on the verge of outright fucking breaking, and one could swear she’d passed out, but she hadn't. She was just so engulfed in love that she couldn't even attempt to speak, only twitch. Hell, that much pleasure overloading her nervous system might have inflicted brain damage. It wouldn't be the first time it happened to a pony made to take Celestia's girth. Derpy was a prime example of that.

She was so far beyond out of it that she barely registered both Twilight and Luna cumming over her body, painting her pink fur and the bedsheets white. Seeing how much they came was pointless; Flurry didn't care and barely noticed.

Cadance huffed, still continuing her thrusts despite it all as she reprimanded her aunt. “Celestia, I said try not to break her! Last time you did this, it was almost a month before they were even able to walk!”

“Mhmm~” smirked Celestia. “Don't raise such easily ruinable whores, then, dear niece. Now, hehe~ Let's dispel that pesky protection spell she has and bring another alicorn into this world.” Her horn lit up as Flurry’s protection spell shattered with ease. A gush of hot cum shot into the tiny alicorn’s ovaries and immediately impregnated her, not that this was going to make Celestia or any of the others stop.

“Now, time to have some fun,” Celestia smiled, clearly reveling in this as she dug her fingers into Flurry’s waist, yanking her back off of Cadance’s cock. For a moment, she would stop choking, not that she could breathe with her lungs crushed like they were.

Celestia flipped the mare over in an instant, grabbing and yanking her wings back, forcing a pitiful scream out of the increasingly weak mare. That didn't last long though, as Cadance, already on the verge of a now-denied orgasm, grabbed her daughter by the back of her head with one hand and her horn with the other, slamming her cock down to the base back into her muzzle, a flood of cum erupting into her daughter’s guts, swelling her out. But compared to Celestia's bulge and what was coming, it was inconsequential.

Celestia's healing spell had been working overtime to repair all the damage that was being inflicted, but it still needed energy to do so; energy Flurry was forced to provide. She was on the verge of passing out already, not that she was allowed to.

Flurry grit her teeth as hard as her gag spell would allow, which is to say she tried, but this only made her pussy and throat clench down tighter on the very cocks ruining her. Her wings were pulled back. Celestia's cock buried and drilled itself deep inside of her, spurting a little bit of seed every second.

Suddenly, Celestia slammed in harder than ever before, Flurry’s gut swelling and ballooning, legs numb as her eggs were thoroughly drowned and more than a beachball’s worth of regal royal seed rushed inside her .

Celestia put her hands to Flurry’s bulged-out waist, pulling her cock out suddenly, holding her womb in her with telekinesis so as not to prolapse her. “You three can relieve yourselves with her first,” she said, sitting down. “If I go any longer before you all, she won't have a mind by the time I'm done.”

Cadance looked at her twitching daughter, her pussy gaped more than six inches wide, despite Twilight’s spell from earlier. She cast a new spell, forcefully retightening her holes, taking even more of the poor alicorn’s energy. “Well then, Twilight, do you want to have a go at her first?” she purred.

“Uhm… Yeah, sure,” Twilight answered, pulling her around towards her side of the bed, laying her cock between Flurry’s ass cheeks. Her hands rubbed along her back as she slowly grabbed Flurry’s mane, gently pulling her back as she gasped a heavy, hot breath of air, finally able to breathe and panting like a dog because of it. This was so hot to Twilight as she pulled together some magic like Luna had for her chastity cage, making a collar form around Flurry’s throat and a leash in her other hand. She yanked her pet back as she released her mane, pulled her hips back and pushed her cock’s tip into her eager, cock-hungry asshole.

Luna wasn't too eager to fuck the gasping, twitching mare, instead spending her time analyzing the coming threats. Her gaze turned to the view of the scene in the forest as Twilight had her way with Flurry Heart, seeing a very different scene than the one she had left on.

There were still five wolves, four male and one female. But the positions had radically altered. She caught the tail end of the willow wolf coating Spike in sap, binding him to a newly fallen tree.

Spike, or Barb, as she was now called, had filled out her form even more. Her once beachball-sized breast seemed to carry an extra gallon… or three… of milk, each. Her ass looked like two exercise balls, and her gut was surprisingly smaller.

But the truly massive pool of cum under her put a very lewd picture in Luna’s mind; the wolf standing atop the former male, forcing dozens of gallons out of them by the second. It was no wonder her stomach looked empty; everything had spilled out.

Barb had sap, honey and cum dripping from her, much of which had steam rising from it. Her tits had thick ropes dripping from them, connecting to the tree and ground like spider webs, so viscous and thick that they wouldn't snap. She was remounted, her master slamming his cock back into her and jerking her body up, what little it could be moved.

The same web of cum, honey and sap had bound her beachball-sized gut, her back and sides, her arms and her legs. Everything was glued to the tree. It'd probably have its bark ripped off before those strings of various fluids would snap apart. Despite no doubt several pounds of force, plus magical strength behind every single slamming thrust, of which there were many per second, the bonds were as secure as could be.

The broken remains of Barb’s mind were in love, and Luna began to wonder if her magic over the mind would be enough. ”We’ll probably need Starlight’s help to fix this,” she thought to herself, knowing that said unicorn was much more specialized for this, and in general one of the strongest mages Equestria had to offer.

The only issue would be how horny the damn cunt was. It made it near impossible to make deals with the former villain, especially because of her desire for Luna to abuse her as Nightmare Moon. ”Ever since that fucking dream about Daybreaker,” muttered the princess of the night with a sigh.

She pulled herself back to the scene. If Chrysalis was telling the truth, an unlikely but still possible circumstance, someone had released them and wanted the trio to show this to them, meaning that somepony else was behind this, whoever they may be. It was important to gather as much intel on their enemy as possible.

While Barb was slammed hard enough that Luna could see the tree shaking and denting under her, Shining Armor was experiencing his own form of brutal… Luna’s analysis stopped dead in its tracks at the sight of two wolves, defiling Shining Armor in such a way that her loins burned.

They were only mere oak timberwolves, but they were still larger than the now slightly shorter, much chubbier, distinctly feminine Shining Armor. He’d clearly been irreparably changed, just like Barb.

His once decently larger cock that would leave most average mares shaking in their boots had shrunk to barely a few inches. A pair of tits the size of a pony’s head had grown out on him, capped with two perky nipples. Worst of all, as Luna expected, he was helplessly in love and addicted to timberwolf cock. Given the position he was in, these things could, if they were bigger, break her, despite everything she's seen and done, both in the dream realm and in video game chat RPs.

They had Shining upside down, resting on his shoulders, his arms splayed out and limply twitching as they jackhammered down into his asshole. Both of their cocks, each thicker than her arm, were slamming down, forcing their knots, nearly the size of a pony’s head, into his gaped, clearly very sore ponut.

A pool of cum sloshed around inside of him as they just seemed to cum down into his bowels nonstop. Their seed poured out of his lips and nose, his big belly sagging over his face, no doubt plastered with joy. Cum gushed from his asshole each time they slammed down into him, and worst of all, Cadance looked to be enjoying the show.

”Fucking dirty perv, why are Twilight and I the only sane ones here?” Luna thought to herself.

There was one last pony in the glade, though, and what Luna saw honestly shocked her.

An alpha timberwolf was pinned to the ground, limbs splayed out, sporting a face of pure joy, even moreso than Barb’s insane, mindbroken empty-headed smile. It had literal hearts for pupils as Big Mac slammed away at it harder and harder. The wolf had seemingly shrunk, branches and rocks having been knocked away from it, only keeping the essentials as its body collapsed, having a reverse effect to the ones raping the others. All of this, hands-free as his arms were holding the female timberwolf by the waist, eating it out as it struggled to regain some control of the situation.

He slammed down, cumming hard into the wolf, which at this point had been battered down to the size of an adolescent, its belly swelling as it barfed his cum. He came just as much as the timberwolves. Hell, he was cumming more, as his orgasm lasted for at least two minutes, but it was hard to tell exactly how long, because he just kept slamming away.

When he finally pulled his face out of the bitch’s cunt, he had a crazed look in his eyes. Even if he was on top, he was starting to look like a femboy. He even seemed to be slowly growing a pair of taut, perky breasts. He may not have submitted to their onslaught, but Big Mac was certainly a sex-addicted fiend at this point. He just didn't stop. It was mesmerizing to a degree.

The hounds railed and pounded their prey, or in Mac’s case, were pounded by their new surprise alpha. To say it made Luna horny was an understatement. ”Curses,” thought Luna. ”Fuck, just looking at them, I can't help it. Those cocks are so fucking hot… Damn you, Nightmare Moon for giving me a monster-fucking kink!” She was only able to picture those few hours that Nightmare Moon had with that lucky manticore, but that was nothing compared to this.

Looking back to Twilight, her shell had crumbled. As she smacked Flurry’s ass, the little alicorn bit into the sheets. “That's right, you little whore cunt! I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you lose feeling in your Celestia-damned clit, ovaries and intestines. Hell, you’re not going to be able to feel anything when I'm done with your worthless bitch holes!” She was practically yelling at her niece at this point. The collar she’d made had been replaced with a shock collar and the leash by a chain, sending electricity through her in regular, repeated intervals that made the little teen’s wings shoot up, feathers flying off as Twilight pumped healing magic into her.

As a branding iron appeared from a portal, Cadance grabbed ahold of the haft. “Uh-uh, Twily. I think Flurry’s had enough of your re-educational methods.” She pulled it away and inspected the glowing tip. “If you brand her, I'd have to cast illusion magic whenever she goes outside, and I’d rather not have to do that.”

The statement seemed to reach the more reasonable part of Twilight’s mind. She blinked, undoing the collar with magic and teleporting things away. She looked at where she’d already pumped two loads in the little mare.

“Oopsie,” she chuckled, blushing in mild embarrassment. “I guess I was a bit overzealous...”

Under her, Flurry Heart had cum seeping from her nose and mouth. Her makeup was running and she was out of tears to cry. Her asshole and pussy were meant to be gaped, but the magic cast over her kept forcefully tightening her, keeping the hot, steaming alicorn cum of, so far, her mother, Celestia and Twilight in her various holes, not to mention what she’d taken from her father previously.

Celestia’s sperm were already gangbanging her eggs, but now Twilight’s smaller, but still eager, sperm were doing the same. Celestia had cast another spell during Luna’s distraction, simply forcing any sperm that entered her to attack an egg until it went in, even if there were already dozens of other sperm in it, and there were no ifs, ands or buts about this. The second part of the spell also took effect, producing more eggs and ova every single time someone came inside of her.

Rolling over onto her back and painfully hard extended wings, Flurry was a panting, drooling mess. Her nipples were so sore with desire to lactate that they were red, but her cunt was far, far worse. She hadn't been able to cum at all and had two massive loads dumped in her before she was forced to tighten up again. Each time she had tried to cum, Luna’s chastity cage spell only clamped tighter on her cock.

“P-pleash,” begged Flurry to no one in particular, “time out! I-I need to cum, I need a bre–” Her pleading was cut off as Cadance’s cock laid over her muzzle.

“You can cum when we’ve all gone soft,” stated Cadance, an evil, purely horny smile coming over her face. “Remember, dear, this is to help save the ponies those timberwolves have taken captive.”

Flurry wordlessly accepted. There was no way to fight her mother. Opening her mouth wide and closing her eyes, her tongue was again graced with her wonderful taste before she slammed down, resuming her earlier pounding with her even bigger cock already throbbing and pulsing, nearly on the edge as Luna did nothing but watch.

“Mhmm~ fuck,” moaned Celestia, rubbing herself gently. “Watching an alicorn being used properly for the first time is always such a great sight. I think I like her breaking even more than Twilight’s.”

“Hehe, and I thought I was always your favorite fuck, dear sister,” toyed Luna, casting a small spell to slowly start reducing their libidos. This was something she should have done from the start, but against Celestia, she didn't expect the spell to do anything. She was just too horny. There was a reason some ponies called her “Molestia,” before Luna erased all the memories of that incident in Ponyville, and again when it happened a second time.

“Oh, you are, dear,” she answered, forcing her girth up between Luna’s thighs, moving her hands to her breasts. “I think I wanna put a baby in you when this is all over. After all, we are technically retired, now.” They both watched Cadance cum down into her daughter’s guts as Clestia’s rod lifted Luna off the ground.

Cadance cast a spell to increase the load’s size halfway through. As she continued pounding, a portal appeared on her cock and before Flurry’s tight, almost virginal, desperate cunt. Flurry screamed, throwing up cum, spurting it from her throat as gallon after gallon started emptying into her womb to put even more babies in her.

“Now, now, dear,” smirked Cadance, covering Flurry’s mouth. “You know you’re not allowed to spill any of mommy’s cum.”

Celestia moved Luna’s hips back and forth on her cock, feeling her wet pussy drag over one of her massive veins as Luna’s cock throbbed. “I noticed you cast a desire-dampening spell. A little gift from the kirins, right?” she asked, starting to pull back as Cadance slowly pulled from her twitching daughter. Her belly was so big, it looked like she had a beachball in her and then some. It sagged over either side of her torso, pinning down her wings.

“Mhmm~ At least wait ‘til we settle these timberwolves and villains,” pointed out Luna. “We can't have me bedridden just yet, dear sister.”

Celestia purred in her ears. “In your dreams tonight, you’d better slow down time. I wanna go through a few pregnancies, pounding the ever-living Hell out of you,” she growled, letting Luna down from her cock to go to Flurry. The dark alicorn blushed so hard that it took up her entire face.

“Flurry? You still conscious?” asked Luna, looking at the near-catatonic eighteen-year-old, a smile coming over her face. “I’d fuck her sensless while she slept, but personally, I don't need to relieve myself like the rest of you have.” She looked to Celestia, still hard. “Well, most of you. She might pop, you know.”

Celestia sat in her chair, floating over Flurry Heart. Without even responding, she started to force her way into her gaped pussy. “I'll just dump one last big load in her,” she assured. “Don't worry, I know she can take it.”

Gripping her waist, she slammed Flurry down on every last inch of her cock. The twitching mare bulged out, her tongue lolling out completely, and eyes rolling back.

As she was forced from her catatonic slumber, a moan and scream of painful pleasure escaped her lips as she held the massive bulge, trying to sit up on Celestia's cock.

Then Celestia started hammering her womb with real force; the force of a goddess. Any idea of regaining composure was shattered like glass and further ground into sand.

“I will be waiting outside, casting a detection spell,” said Twilight, wiping the filth of her cock on Flurry’s dress. It wouldn’t even fit her anymore, so she’d be sure to have Rarity make a new one. “Even if they’re scrambling magic around them, it should come up as a dead space, so we can still track them down.” As she slipped into her own dress, she watched, a bit mesmerized as Flurry was thrown around like a ragdoll.

“Very well,” nodded Cadance. “I'll leave last to make sure my daughter’s alright and in bed. I’ll teleport to you all when I'm sure she's okay. Feel free to go on without me.”

Luna took the projection, floating the magic veil through the air as it shrunk down. “It’ll be important to keep tabs on them from a third perspective,” she said, watching as the willow wolf slammed down into Barb one final time, cumming hard as it knotted the former male. As its orgasm rocked through her, he started to walk. They were on the move, and Luna knew the other wolves would be following suit, alongside Shining and Big Mac as she slipped the projection into a carry bag.

“Use her quickly, dear sister,” she called, heading out the door as Celestia did just that. “The wolves are moving again.”

Suddenly, another spell from the alicorn’s pool of seemingly endless power blanketed the two of them. At first, the effects weren't noticed by the barely lucid Flurry, but she soon noticed Luna had only moved, what? A centimeter? Maybe two, since she last spoke.

“Don't worry, Flurry,” grinned Celestia maliciously, “I simply made us move faster than everything around us. Everyone else will be alright, but you most certainly won't be. Now, we have roughly ten hours of our new time before the others are out that door,” she cooed, yanking Flurry’s mane back to look her in the eye, despite her situation. “Be a dear and scream like a good bitch.”

Author's Note

and here's the second half of chapter 4, I know I asked last time but who should be next, and since I've decided I am gonna make that Celestia x Flurry mini chapter ill ask a different few questions now.

should I start doing commission writings or something
should I do that mini-chapter before or after checking in on the villains having fun
what kinks should I include in the mini-chapter

I Dub Thee... (Celestia x Flurry chapter)

With the door opening, Celestia's spell shot over the room, causing herself and Flurry to go faster than the outside world. Celestia turned to the little alicorn, now having been tossed to the bed, panting as her mother's sensitivity spell was still doing a number on her. Every tiny movement sent shocks of pleasure through her.

Flurry Heart had begun to pull herself together, propping herself up on her elbows. She looked down at her cum-stuffed gut, panting and drooling thick, hot, steaming cum. She weakly wiped her lips, not that it did much to help, only smearing cum over her makeup and jizz-stained face. Her normal pink fur was soaked in seed, and she was glad Cadence had forced her not to wear her usual goth outfit, lest it be what was irreparably ruined now.

Looking at Celestia and her massive throbbing 3rd leg, she tried to say something, but her throat was sore from the earlier pounding from her mother that’d rubbed off most of her lipstick.

“P-please, can't we call it a day?” she begged in a slurred, raspy tone. Even drunk on cum and the potently intoxicating musk of her mother, she’d had too much. She was still trying to swallow the thick, slimy cum in her throat and mouth, but it was so gooey, so sticky, it was damn near impossible.

“Hehe, I'm afraid not, deary; I have to make sure that you are 100% pregnant,” toyed Celestia coyly.

Flurry knew that she was beyond simply pregnant after that first round. She also knew Celestia was well aware of that. Hell, she’d fucked her so hard that it had shattered her protection spell, and her guts weren't faring much better. She could feel her womb had been forced up into her chest. It was deformed to the shape of the solar cock and sagging, full to the brim with bubbling hot sperm. The situation was insane; there was no other word for it.

Celestia's magic gripped the little mare's body, lifting her from the bed and slamming her against the closet door suddenly. Her face and bloated belly pressed to the wooden door, cum forcing its way up her throat and out her mouth, and down out her ass.

Cum dumped and pooled, piling up on the floor under her, seeping under the door slowly as she shuddered and twitched. Her tits gained another thick layer of cum, caking over them as her midsection flattened out, all of that chunky sperm spewing from it.

Well, most of it anyway. The sensation made her want to cum. Flurry shuddered hard as she tried to regain her bearings again, only for her hair to be pulled back by Celestia's hand as the solar monarch’s hot, throbbing cock was laid against her backside, pulsing with desire and power.

Flurry craved release but was denied the right. Her cock was still forced into Luna's magic chastity cage, and her urethra, pussy, and nipples alike had basically been plugged to only let other fluids enter or exit her. She could only cum if given permission.

Despite everything that had wrecked her, Flurry was healing and would be fine. Well, physically speaking, anyway. The brain damage caused by having your nervous system overloaded might be permanent. Still, Celestia's healing spell was putting in the work to make sure she came out of this relatively unscathed by taking every last drop of energy Flurry Heart had. This would heal her, but also leave her even weaker and unable to stop Celestia having her way with her.

She’d been weak since before Twilight had used her, and she was still bearing the slight burns and choke marks of the shock collar she’d made her wear and choked her with. Lying panting against the door, her nipples, swollen and red with a need to lactate, were pinched as her pussy lips twitched and quaked, swollen bright red and puffy, wanting to cum, wanting to be gaped but forced to do neither. Each time she tried to cum, her cage only grew tighter. At present, her cock was mere centimeters in length.

Celestia's cock slowly dragged down her back, cum spurting between her wings, adding to the mess she was covered with as slowly, the massive flared tip Flurry had become well acquainted with pressed against her twitching asshole, so far untouched by Celestia.

The flared beast pressed its tip to her tight hole, beginning to stretch Flurry as her magic took her hands' place, yanking the alicorn’s hair and letting both her hands clap against her waist with a hard smack, adding another set of handprints to the smacks against her ass from earlier. Holding her tight, Celestia began to force forward her body, providing resistance as Flurry gritted her teeth and clenched her eyelids shut. Finally, there was a pop as pain and pleasure assaulted her fried nervous system, sending their signals straight to her brain.

Drool oozed from Flurry's lips as she panted out, eyes twitching and crossed as weak, gasping moans escaped her with every inch that Celestia's cock was forced deeper into her. The bulge quickly grew along her abdomen, the detail of Celestia's cock imposing through her sore skin as the bulge rose into her stomach. Her weak, twitching hands grasped the protrusion, feeling it press against her ribs as the flared tip ran along her sternum.

Her eyes wouldn't stop twitching as, suddenly, with a hard slam, Celestia buried herself balls-deep into her guts, slamming her huge balls against Flurry's legs before suddenly pulling out and slamming forward again, and then again in the same rhythmic brutal jackhammer-like pace Flurry was becoming accustomed to.

Every slam jerked her around like a rag doll, breaking her insides, but that was obvious. What else would happen? What else could happen?

Flurry was in her own world, thoughts strained and labored, her body in a state of craving as she realized that she'd never be able to find such pleasure normally again. Her body was beginning to crave this feeling as her brain burned, consumed by lust as the hours ticked by.

Each hour would be a constant barrage of slamming, organ-rending thrusts as slowly, the others moved out of the room, leaving Flurry clawing at the closet’s door, gasping and moaning in mindless broken delight.

Slam, slam, slam. Each impact broke her more than the last. The healing magic would then immediately stitch her flesh back together, leaving her ever weaker as Celestia's balls bruised her thighs and the room filled with the polluting stench of sex. Flurry had given up and given in. She was a whore for celestial cock and would never have it any other way.

Occasionally, she’d hear Celestia say something through the haze of pleasure overwhelming her senses. “That's a good little cum dumpster. You love this, don't you; being abused and treated like a toy? Fuck, I should have broken in your tiny ass much sooner. Of course my niece would raise such a worthless daughter, couldn't even handle being fucked once!”

Flurry tried to respond whenever she heard Celestia say something, but slurred moans were the only things that escaped her lips.

The hours marched on in the symphonic, squelching pounding of hundreds of thrusts per minute. She’d eventually be brought back to herself at the pulsing throb of Celestia's cock as it erupted into her. A dumb, slutty, empty-headed smile was plastered on Flurry's face as cum bloated and sagged her guts, erupting out through her lips.

Flurry felt her stomach stretch and fill, every bit of open space stuffed with potent alicorn spunk. It felt so warm and so good, being full beyond the brim with such a vastly superior being’s load. It was divine.

Cum was forced through her body again, dumping into her, coursing through her and even defying biology to find its way into her waiting womb once more. It shot up her throat and out from her lips, nose and ears. Even her tear ducts were spewing cum.

As the gallons of thick splooge pumped into her twitching, retching body, Celestia’s hands freed themselves from her hips. One gripped her mane and yanked back hard, making Flurry’s ears fold back and down as she groaned in pleasure and pain, air bubbles rising from the cum oozing out her throat and nose.

Celestia kissed her. Their tongues intermingled, wrestling in each other’s mouths in a forceful, one-sided battle as Celestia licked up her own cum leaving the little mare’s mouth as her other hand fondled Flurry’s cum-caked tits.

She slowly pulled back from the kiss as she continued cuming into her. “Such a wasteful little whore… Cum for me, bitch!”

Flurry jerked hard for minutes on end. It felt like she’d been struck by lightning. Her cock forcefully throbbed hard, snapping out of Luna’s magic chastity cage and plastering the closet door in gallon after gallon of thick, hot spunk. It was nowhere near as much as the load in her gut that made her look like she’d swallowed a bathtub’s worth of fluid, but impressive nonetheless. Likewise, her cunt squirted its own juices relentlessly.

Celestia continued cumming, watching Flurry cum her pitiful brains out. She gave a small chuckle and smacked her ass hard, making the next jet of cum that erupted from Flurry’s cock even larger. Flurry clenched her eyes shut, cum streaming from them as she passed out again.

Riding out her orgasm a little bit longer, Celestia violently pulled out of Flurry, nearly prolapsing the little mare’s asshole. Even as she pulled out of her, there were gallons of thick splooge left inside of her. Bubbles of the slimy spunk oozed from her holes and painted her white as she slumped to the floor, resting on her belly with her limbs twitching and her wings painfully outstretched.

Celestia, with a smirk and a chuckle, admired her work as the last few jets of her orgasm sprayed over the alicorn’s backside, only further staining and matting her fur, mane and tail as she spoke to the unconscious and catatonic princess.

“Hehe~ you did good, sweetheart. Enjoy being the mother to the next alicorn in the world,” softly cooed Celestia, kissing her on the forehead and placing the little girl into the bed.

She turned to the door to follow her sister and the others out, but smirked for a moment longer. Her magic pulled together her white and gold garments over her form as she turned back towards the bed, a branding iron of her personal collection teleporting into her magic.

“I understand my niece will be quite peeved when… well, if she finds out, but as you are now my property, I need a way to let everyone know that.” She coyly admired the branding iron. It was designed to look like her own cutie mark.

She stepped closer, floating it to Flurry’s left flank. “I've also been thinking about what you could be the princess of. I think I know, now. Flurry Heart, I pronounce you the Princess of Lust,” she announced, slamming the brand down to cover her existing cutie mark. Her flesh bubbled and popped against the hot iron, but even this didn't wake her up, not even as the same brand marred her other ass cheek.

“Enjoy your new place in the royal pantheon, you filthy bitch~” sneered Celestia as the branding iron vanished. She cast a cleaning spell over her clothes, leaving her cock and thighs covered in cum and the stench of sweat and musk. Everything else was wiped from her, and her usual smile and warm attitude again graced her face.

She opened the door and the spell affecting the two of them ended. Luna and the others had only made it a few feet down the stairs.

“That was fast,” noted Twilight as Luna eyed her sister with a very knowing glare.

“Hehe yeah, I figured Flurry’s had enough now,” smirked Celestia. “Let us be off.”

5 A Villainous Detour.

“Enough! Silence, both of you!” growled out Chrysalis, her face still flushed and body tense after having to endure the effects of Cadence’s accursed spellcraft. Only the Princess of “Love” could come up with a spell by which simply thinking of the caster, as well as other choice alicorns, made them insatiably horny.

Turning back to the two-way messaging spell she’d cast to speak to said princesses, she sneered, realizing that they had not only muted their end of the call but also stuffed the projections into a bag. She was only able to glimpse Luna and Celestia as the former walked with them.

“T-those vile horny, filthy, despicable, cock-sucking, mo–”

“Retarded?” suggested Cozy Glow as Chrysalis' muttering remarks rose to full-blown growling insults of the alicorns. Flying up in Chrysalis’ face, she was promptly shoved aside by a hand to the face and a groan from Chrysalis as she turned and pinched her brow.

“Don't forget whiny,” Tirek chipped in, making the insectoid monarch lightly groan.

“Is “whiny” the only insult you have to say about them?” she retorted.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he spat back immediately as Chrysalis was flanked by Cozy Glow.

As the two older villains bickered, she feasted her eyes on both of their bodies. The former futa queen of the changelings was, just as herself and Tirek, tightly bound in a bright orange jumpsuit. Hers in particular was stamped with “#034.” Courtesy of some of Cadance’s meddling, probably, the number rested on one of her truly huge tits, perhaps the largest in Equestria?

No, but they were up there, and no doubt full of milk. As far as size was concerned, they were each easily larger than her head as they hung from her chest like two watermelons, just a scarce few sizes from being comparable to beachballs.

They were hugged tightly and squeezed by her jumpsuit, of course, but even without this, her areolas rose out further from the rest of the flesh of her tits. The soft flesh was a sickly lime green as it bulged from the carapace covering the rest of her breast, smooth and just squishy enough to be malleable, like latex.

Her nipples protruded out even further like hard diamonds, showing through and straining her jumpsuit. “They’re causing pleasure and discomfort for her in equal measure, no doubt,” figured Cozy as she’d seen her constantly shifting and adjusting them.

From the looks of the shape formed in her bulging jumpsuit, her nipples sank partially into the plump areola. Staring at them for so long, both in and out of jail, Cozy had grown quite fond of the sight of them whenever she’d wake up. Even if they were a cage away, it felt like a world’s distance apart. It’d taken all her energy not to grope the queen for the entire time they had been released.

Continuing down the form of the queen, though overshadowed by the aforementioned bosom was her lightly-toned midsection. The upper portion above her abdomen was also covered in her sleek black chitinous carapace, though this section was far less malleable and squishy than what covered her tits. It was meant to be more akin to armor, like most of her chitin, although it could be softened at will with a single thought and a pulse of magic through her body. Otherwise, all her disguises could be seen through with only the slightest touch.

Her abdomen, on the other hand, was a squishy, green and nearly transparent membrane that provided a light green glow through her jumpsuit when she was well-fed, and in the process, silhouetted her organs within.

As her eyes came to her hips, Cozy’s own cock, courtesy of the chaos magic she had absorbed in her life, was already hard and pulsing, but now her hand made its way over her bulge. She was in love with Chrysalis’ plump, fat tits, but her ass was just a bit larger in an attempt to balance out the weight that such preposterous melons provided. Otherwise, the task of balancing the queen’s body would have fallen solely on her insectoid wings, appendages that were already relying on magic, given the sheer number of holes in them.

The queen’s royal tush was made of that same naturally squishy, latex-like chitin, making it jiggle easily like fig jello as the shelf of flesh hung over her thick thighs. But tucked between her thighs was one last, nearly divine, package.

Her cantaloupe-sized balls were thinly veiled by the crotch of the jumpsuit, tightly holding and bulged out by them. Her sheath, surprisingly, still hid her member, though she was a love-eating insectoid succubus, so the idea that it took a lot of effort to make her hard made sense, magic or not.

The sheath, however, wasn't alone, as while her veiny ovipositor rested within her sheath, precum rolling from it and seeping through her jumpsuit, there was a far wetter bit of genitalia tucked away behind her balls. Her pussy was just as plump as her doughnut-like asshole; a ponut, as ponies called it.

Her love tunnel’s lips were easily more than half an inch thick and pushed out naturally, showing off her inner folds, glowing green as they quivered. It was… “meaty” was a way of describing it. Her jumpsuit was bulged out by its folds and her plump clit. Beyond that, her legs thinned out.

Cozy Glow looked over her own body as the other two bickered and began to undress from her tight confines. The pink pegasus was shorter than her fellow villains who stood at an almost Celestia-sized stature of seven and a half feet tall. Cozy, by comparison, was only a little more than half that height.

Unzipping the suit, her wings slipped from the holes that had been made for them. The fabric practically fell off of her to let her plump breasts flop free, her nipples hard as could be. They jiggled almost like flan and were a much more modest and less insane size than Chrysalis’s.

Well, modest by comparison, at any rate. They were larger than most nineteen-year-old mares, or twenty-year-old mares, for that matter. Her melons were as large as her head, a bit smaller than her closest comparison, Flurry Heart, but they had two notable things that made them quite special, other than their chaos magic-induced size.

Her nipples grazed against the fabric on their way out and she began to lactate lightly as they wobbled into a perfectly perky state. This position was unnaturally perfect for taking a look at all they had to offer, and the rest of her body followed suit. The lighting just seemed to be perfect at all times, drawing everypony’s eyes along her curves.

Her hand rested on her hard cock as it, with a sensitive ting of both pain and pleasure, flicked free from her jumpsuit’s confines, making her lightly wince as her hand wrapped around it. It rose up the length tentatively as she kicked her jumpsuit off and her free hand gripped her breast, lightly squishing the flesh between her fingers and forcing out a sputter of milk. The equine member wasn't the biggest that ponykind had to offer, not even close, but it was definitely far from small.

Her hand caressed the broad tip, her thumb gently pressing and rubbing against it. Biting her lip at the sensitive sensation, her cock began lightly oozing out precum in a constant thin stream.

With her precum staining her fingers, she began to gently move down her phallic beast, her veins steadily pulsing as the thing throbbed harder and harder. Her cock tapered down just before the wide tip and grew thicker, stronger and sweatier the further along it she went.

Her package, in its current size, was a mighty twenty inches long and growing. Her fingers glided over the flesh tentatively as her precum mixed with dripping sweat as she soon reached her sheath, holding her hand there.

The pleasure, the desire, the need to fuck something and cum had grown slowly like a pressure. An immensely powerful pressure, like her hand had built up and grown with her movement as she shakily forced her palm past her sheath to her base, her balls clenching and quaking with need to expel their seed. The two round orbs rested between her thighs, being of cantaloupe-like size, befitting of her beastly appendage. One side, however, brandished her chess piece cutie mark, the same as her flank. Her pussy’s lips quivered, craving just the opposite as they leaked, her juices rolling over her thighs and balls as she let out a faint gasp.

Looking up from her craving member, she saw Chrysalis leaning over Tirek, her tits bouncing and swaying as they hung from her chest, making Cozy’s heart throb, and her own member throb harder.

“I have done far more work for this “alliance” than you ever could have dreamed of, you budget minotaur!!”

“I'll have you know, “your highness,” that the centaurs are one of the oldest and most noble races you could ever find on E-Equis!” responded Tirek. His voice initially carried with it a bite, but that was abruptly ended with a voice crack and jump in octave into the much more feminine tone that she was trying and failing to escape from.

“Noble?! HA! Yeah, right! That's why you failed and let dear ol’ Cady force-feed you a gender-swapping potion. I'll admit, that might be the one great thing that whore’s ever done; she does have an eye for punishments of the more lewd and demeaning variety.” The way Chrysalis said it, the compliment almost sounded romantic.

“Not another word,” growled Tirek. “I need to be rid of this stupid voice.” She tried to cover herself in her cloak, but Chrysalis wouldn’t let that fly; she was just beginning to have fun.

Her magic ripped the cloak off the much weaker than normal centaur. Normally, he’d be a huge, strong beast of a male. She still grew with the absorption of magic, but with the effects of having her gender changed, she didn't like the idea of her tits and ass swelling along with her curves any larger than they already had.

Out of the three present villainesses, Tireks tits and ass were the largest. Her breasts, like two particularly large beachballs, hung from her chest, tightly bound in the straining fabric of her already partially-unzipped jumpsuit. Her rear was simply bare; there wasn't an easy way to put a jumpsuit on the equine half of the centaur, so she simply hadn't been provided with a cloak. This meant that her cunt was freely visible as its juices rolled down her back legs and thighs.

Chrysalis whistled, letting her eyes take in the sight, even feeling her cock twitch as it slowly began pulsing harder and harder. A wolfish grin crept over her face as she turned to throw the cloak over to Cozy Glow, only to see the small pegasus’s state of undress as she came just in time for the others to see.

Cozy’s hands stroked up and down the throbbing equine rod rapidly. Seed bubbled from her tip as she panted out, rope after rope of her cloudy white nut shooting out as she shook. She flapped her wings as she came, her eyes rolling back as the orgasm slowly came to an end. Her cock, to Chrysalis’s slight awe, was still hard and… had it grown?

After thinking for a moment, Chrysalis chuckled lightly, prompting Tirek to look to her, though her eyes were darting between her and the substantially large puddle of steaming hot jizz that the “small” pegasus had put out. A part of Tirek was feeling something that she couldn't quite put a finger on. Desire, perhaps?

“Well, it seems our little pony here is just as much a sexual deviant as the rest of her kind, jizzing to a single look at Tirek’s fine ass,” toyed Chrysalis, giving said fine ass a hard smack. It sent an uncharacteristically deep blush over Tirek’s face as she grinded her teeth in frustration. Cozy panted, simply listening to what the others were saying and trying to come down from the intense ejaculation.

Every time Cozy came, she was, to put it lightly, feeling the rush of magic through her entire body at every spurt. Her balls seemed to never run out of seed. Her cock grew whenever she came, and thankfully, she hadn't ripped her pants open with the ever-increasingly massive thing. But soon, she'd just have to tuck it under her shirt, at the rate she was growing.

She pulled herself together, letting out a heavy breath as she looked to the tall changeling queen before her. A clear outline of her green, literally glowing third leg showed through her jumpsuit, even past her knees. A wet stain was beginning to form as she lightly gulped and turned to Tirek, rubbing her ass from the slap it had received.

She’d be lying if she said her ass wasn't hot, but Cozy’d really came because of Chrysalis, though looking at the cunt-tearing, body-splitting cock definitely made her gulp with a fair bit of fear, and Chrysalis, as far as Cozy could tell, wasn't the submissive type.

“Hehe~ Who wouldn’t? It's taken so much effort to not rip into that ass before now,” responded Cozy simply, even if the ass she was thinking about wasn't Tirek’s. Not that she wouldn't take a part of it, given the chance.

“Well, lucky for us, I think she is just as needy for us as you are for her. Isn't that right, Tirek?” purred Chrysalis, the bulging beast in her jumpsuit straining it. It pulled hard enough that the fabric started to tear as steam rose from the pulsing, hole-rending thing.

“Don't you even think of layi–” With a grasp of Chrysalis’s magic, Tirek’s muzzle was snapped shut and held like that as she growled, floating towards the changeling monarch.

“Great. I was planning to turn the princesses into my next batch of egg-laying whores, but I think I would much rather just shut your trap up for once,” spat Chrysalis. Tirek tried to back up against a tree, thinking she couldn't be violated if the bug couldn't reach her holes, but all that she achieved was running into Cozy Glow as she flew behind her.

Immediately, the pegasus’s veiny member was draped over Tirek’s ass, seedy precum oozing from its tip as it twitched. Cozy immediately grabbed Tirek’s ass cheeks, spreading them open and letting her cock properly flop between them, lightly grinding against them as Tirek tried to kick, only feeling his leg painfully pulled to the side by magic.

“No, no, no. Not so fast there, Tirek. If you’re going to act like the little mare’s slut, it’s only fair that I be given the same treatment.”

Chrysalis grabbed Tirek by the chin by both hand and magic, forcing her to look her in the eyes, even prying her eyelids open to do so as she promptly kissed her. She stared directly into her eyes as her long, slimy tongue twisted, bent and writhed its way down and along the sides of Tirek’s throat, bulging it out like a cock as her magic and downright venomous spit did its work.

Time slowed to a crawl for Tirek, too weak due to having not been feeding. She couldn't truly fight back as her body grew in sensitivity. The light grinding over her asshole as her cheeks wrapped around Cozys cock were too much for her as her legs moved just to be moving; to let out energy, and to attempt at letting off tension as she moaned into Chrysalis’s mouth.

She held her there with her hands now beginning to twitch as she slowly, agonizingly pulled back, making sure to force a hard gag out of Tirek on the way out as she pulled free. With a lick along the side of her red face, her tongue hung out as spit connected from it and her lips to Chrysalis’s.

“Be a good whore and open your lips for your queen,” ordered Chrysalis.

Wordlessly, Tirek obeyed, hopelessly under the queen’s spell as Cozy’s hotdogging of her ass continued.

The queen began to strip from her jumpsuit. Her tits ballooned out with force the second they could, bouncing on her chest, jiggling as she forced the suit down past her ass and letting her phallic monster come free right in front of Tirek, her eyes closed and mouth ready to be abused. With a grasp tight around her horns, Chrysalis had one last thing to say.

“On your knees, you sad excuse of a man, so we can fuck your damn brains out!”

Tirek did just as ordered, dropping to her knees as Cozy repositioned herself and Chrysalis playfully slapped her glowing, pulsing equipment over her face.

The urethra of her cock was the only thing strange about the equine monstrosity. It was gaping slightly, but Tirek didn't mind. This was her queen after all, and she was perfect in every way.

Cozy watched the scene, slowly biting her lip at the sight of Chrysalis’s nude form. From her thick-as-hell thighs to her tits and their protruding areolas and nipples, she genuinely did think she looked at least divine. Perfect was a bit of a stretch, though.

Chrysalis made the first move, a hand grasping her shaft and stroking it a few times before giving one last playful smack against Tirek’s face. Sweat matted her fur as she pulled back and pressed her tip to the centaur’s lips, grabbed her horns tight and bucked forward, hard.

Chrysalis was never gentle unless she needed to be. If anything, she had incentive to be extra harsh with Tirek, especially with all the arguments that she had to endure at the hands of his… no, her stupidity.

Tirek gagged hard as, all in mere seconds, her tongue tasted the sweaty hot flavor of a changeling cock, its fluids downright intoxicating as the flavor pushed her further into submissiveness to the queen. The flare dragged across the roof and floor of her mouth and the back of her throat was met and surpassed in an instant.

Her throat was forced to stretch as she gagged and choked, twitching as she held Chrysalis’s thighs. The veiny beast was caught half way down her throat. She’d only managed to take just a third of her cock inside her, which only made Chrysalis snort in mild frustration.

Her hips yanked back to the point where the tip pulled from Tirek’s lips and then painfully slammed back in with enough force to bruise. Her tip hit the back of her throat and curved downwards as Chrysalis yanked him down her cock by his horns, Tirek’s body jerking with her gags as her eyes rolled back. Tears began to stain her cheeks as her fingers lightly dug into Chrysalis’s thighs.

Cozy watched, her grinding thrusts beginning to slow as she took in the sight of Tirek being very slowly and painfully forced to the changeling’s base. It took her a moment longer of staring at the bulged-out throat veins pulsing hard enough through the stretched skin before she could see the glowing member on the other side as it disappeared with ease down past her collar bone, into her breast and out of Cozy’s sight, leaving only the sickly green glow visible. It created a bulge in Tirek’s chest between her warm, soft cleavage.

Chrysalis gave one last painful slam as Cozy pulled back and pressed her own cock’s flared, cum-oozing tip to Tirek’s snatch. Chrysalis’s final slam buried the entire length into her prey, grinding Tirek’s muzzle into her crotch as her tongue was pinned to the floor of her mouth. Her eyes were twitching, crossed in the back of her eye sockets, the pupils almost completely gone as she cried. She simply tried to endure, unable to breathe around the thing as the queen’s flavor’s venomous qualities made Tirek lose her sense of reason. Why even try to pull away? It tasted so good; it felt so good.

Tirek’s body shuddered, her eyes twitching as her eyelashes fluttered hard. Her body jerked in a trembling fashion, a muffled moan trying to escape from her lips as her cervix was kissed by Cozy’s flared tip.

“S-sweet fuck! O-ohhh~ T- So that’s what a pussy feels like,” Cozy moaned out. “Nyghh mhmm, fuck… So tight, a-ahh!” Often, she was composed, calm and in control, but that sensation produced one of the few raw reactions that anyone had ever seen from her.

Her hips yanked back and slammed forward with strength that only chaos magic could provide. The buck lifted Tirek’s ass up off the ground in an instant as she began hammering away, making Chrysalis’s thrusts look gentle by comparison.

Tirek’s tears grew and her holes quivered around Cozy’s cock, both her throat and pussy straining and stretching to take the futas as they coated their cocks in spit and her own juices respectively.

“Fuck yes!” yelled out Cozy glow with a brutally hard smack, marking Tirek’s ass cheek like Chrysalis had before. “You stupid whore! I should have taken advantage of you the second we were set free! You'll be a great slave when I’m ruling Equestria, you stupid cunt!”

The changeling monarch chuckled, bucking away and making Tirek’s throat quiver and spasm as she penetrated deep into her stomach. “When you’re ruling Equestria, hmm?”

Cozy looked up, realizing what she’d just said as both their hips moved on autopilot, spearing Tirek, almost balls-deep. Cozy had a pesky cervix in her way, limiting how far into her cunt she could go.

“Well, of course! Myself and you, I mean,” cooed Cozy, trying to salvage the situation. Internally, they both thought of how to subdue the other, as clearly, the quivering mess between them was more akin to a trophy; a prize to fuck, rather then any kind of useful tool or servant.

“That's what I thought, mhmm~” purred Chrysalis, looking down at Tirek. “You like that, bitch? I doubt you can even breathe, and here you are, trying to swallow down more cock than I even have to give you.”

Her bucking, hammering slams down Tirek’s esophagus coated the steaming shaft in drool as musk emanated from it and her sweaty hot balls. It filled Tirek’s nose from the first whiff and through every hammering thud and body-jerking twitch of her cock as her mind turned foggy. She began feeling more light-headed by the minute.

Chrysalis’s huge nuts were slapping against her chin hard as strings of saliva were drawn like ropes between the two of them, hanging low as the drool dripped liberally over Tirek’s tits.

Of course, her mouth wasn't receiving all of the action. Cozy Glow, constantly bordering on the edge of climaxing, was slam-fucking her pussy into oblivion. Tirek’s cervix was straining to hold back the pulsing rod, but the rest of her pussy wasn't being spared as her slams bulged out her abdomen, lightly grinding over the rough walls of her cunt without remorse.The massive fuck-rod dug into and ground against her as she was stretched in depths never meant to be forced so wide.

Cozy hadn't really concerned herself with Tirek’s well-being. Neither of them had. As a result, the fact that Tirek’s cherry had yet to be popped hadn't even crossed Cozy’s mind in the throes of the brutal jackhammering. Their hips were colliding with enough force to make Tirek’s ass ripple as the sounds of lovemaking echoed through the forest. Her huge balls collided with her hips with enough force behind them that they were not dissimilar from wrecking balls.

Tirek had been prepared for none of this, but that’s when things went a step further. Cozy’s hands dug into Tirek’s waist like claws. Her wings shot out painfully, her veins pulsing as she cried out. Her balls swole as her cock gained an easy six inches of length, slamming through Tirek’s cervix as she came gallon after gallon.

“F-fuck!! I'm cumming! Fuck sweet Celestia, yes!! I hope you’re fucking pregnant, you stupid centaur slut!!!”

She gasped and panted as Tirek writhed, her sore pussy quivering around Cozy’s length as her horse half’s abdomen bulged out. The mass filled her womb to the brim and beyond as Tirek’s abdomen began to stretch, quickly forming a belly that looked beyond overdue with foals simply from Cozy’s cum.

Through the body-rocking orgasm, Cozy weakly laid against Tirek, humping and hammering away during the climax. Cum gushed from her pussy’s lips over the crotches and legs of the two in a sticky, web-like mess of cum strands between them, her seed bubbling forth from Tirek’s hole. Even after the climax, she was still plowing, only now with a larger cock slamming against and crushing Tirek’s ovaries.

“Hehe… I see you’re quite the quick shot,” chuckled Chrysalis with a wolfish grin. “I have a bit more grace with my loads.” She slammed Tirek into a deepthroat, holding her at the base of her shaft as her tip oozed precum into the centaur’s stomach with ease.

Tirek’s eyes watered as she tried to pull away. This wasn't right. She… No, he was stronger than these two whores. He deserved respect! If anything, they should be drooling over him like the god he was.

Suddenly, Tirek’s jaw strained hard like it was going to dislocate, pulling her back to reality, reminding her of her newfound place in the world. She drooled helplessly around Chrysalis’s cock, her cunt oozing out its juices around the beastly mare hammering her womb into submission.

Her tears flowed freely as she gagged harder, feeling that strain of her jaw slowly moving to her throat, bulging the already far-beyond-reasonably strained flesh. Her jaw strained a second time as her hands dug into Chrysalis’s thighs like claws. Tirek looked up at her, begging, pleading for whatever was happening to stop as that strain moved to her throat, the fist bulge falling into her stomach as a third bulge slipped past her lips and her body quivered

It was becoming hard to think as egg after egg was being pumped into her. She felt like her throat was going to rip open. She couldn't breathe as her body tensed and twitched, feeling like she was on fire. She was suffocating, choking on cock and eggs.

Chrysalis purred and moaned, throwing her head back as she panted. The only thing that stilled her twitching hands was holding Tirek’s horns tightly with the strength that only a magical being of alicorn level such as herself could produce. If she wasn't careful, she’d snap these perfect handlebars in half by accident.

Her hips began moving again as she pumped eggs into Tirek’s throat and gut relentlessly. The only reprieve Tirek had was feeling Cozy’s hammering thrusts slowing down, letting her quivering, stretched-out cunt relax as the pegasus watched Chrysalis violate her, a bit in awe.

Each of her eggs were sized anywhere between an ostrich egg or a dragon egg, and they numbered surely past a dozen, maybe two. There was no real sense in counting, only watching as Tirek weakly gulped them down into her straining gut, which had gained a bumpy-looking texture as the eggs forced it to bloat and balloon out to the point where her skin was stretching and her veins were showing through.

In the end, despite the several gallons of pony jizz dumped into Tirek’s womb, Chrysalis had made her gut bloat out larger, seemingly with her eggs alone. But that truly devious smile didn't leave her face. With a strong pull back, she slammed forward one last hard time and her balls clenched.

Tirek jerked hard as an audible torrent of seed gushed forth like a volcanic eruption into her. Chrysalis gritted her teeth as Tirek’s belly continued swelling. Chrysalis’s hands clenched harder as her eyes rolled back through the orgasm. Her fingers were clamped so tightly that they audibly cracked as Tirek screamed out a muffled, gargling cry and moan around Chrysalis’s cock.

Her mistress’s orgasm lasted several minutes as seed spurted and oozed from her lips and nose and over her queen’s crotch, painting Tirek’s lips. The goop rolled down her thighs and coated her leathery black nuts.

Chrysalis began pulling out of Tirek’s throat-pussy agonizingly slowly as seed rolled from the slut’s nose, painting her shaft and rolling over the spit-covered rod. Strands of jizz and saliva stretched between them, sagging down and eventually snapping as they fell over Tirek’s front.

Her chin and tits were soaked as cum bubbled from her lips as she weakly licked up the seed on her face, gulping down the foul hot mixture as it tried to cling to the walls of her throat. She couldn't help it. It wasn't even a conscious decision to lick it up and attempt to choke down the slimy gunk.

The seed was salty, foul and downright disgusting to the taste, but her body was craving it. It was like glue; the stickiness, the thickness. It wasn't as though you could just swallow it, you had to chew it and strain to gulp it down. All the same, Tirek did just that as Chrysalis’s seed fertilized the eggs in her guts.

“Hehe. Okay, well, maybe graceful isn't quite the right word for it,” chuckled Chrysalis, her hand drifting to her still-hard shaft, lightly stroking it as it oozed precum.

Cozy let out a nervous chuckle. “Yeah, I’d say so. I thought changeling eggs would be smaller, honestly.” She pulled her hips back and slammed forward again, making Tirek jerk as she herself shuddered. “Y-you want her pussy when I'm done with it?” she asked, slowly grinding deep into Tirek’s womb, crushing her ovaries with ease.

“I've already ensured that she'll help start my new hive,” dismissed Chrysalis, turning and walking behind Cozy. “I’m done with her for now. You, however…”

Chrysalis pressed up against Cozy Glow’s backside, her hard cock pulsing and throbbing against her back as she lightly grinded against her, their balls rubbing together. “You’re quite the power-hungry little brat. I don't think I can risk you betraying me and trying to claim all of Equestria for yourself.”

Her tongue snaked from her maw and licked along the side of Cozy’s now deeply blushing face as her cunt’s lips quivered. Her shaft twitched inside the sensitive walls of Tirek’s womb, straining the already exhausted flesh as she continued her womb-stretching thrusts.

“Hehe,” purred Cozy. “Well, haven't you read me like an open book? Can you really blame me, though? I know you'd be doing the same to me, just like Tirek, here.” She lightly ground back against Chrysalis’s cock, to some minor surprise.

“You’re not even going to try to deny it? You must be quite thirsty for my cock, you naughty little pony,” accused Chrysalis.

Just as with Tirek, her hand cupped Cozy’s head and pulled her into a kiss as she enveloped the joints of the pegasus’s wings in her telekinesis, ensuring she couldn't fly away. Her tongue snaked down the little mare’s throat as she attempted to use her venomous spit to break Cozy’s will, but she’d been prepared for this as she leaned into the kiss and pushed her hips back against Chrysalis’s cock, grinding and rubbing her drooling pussy’s lips against it.

She pulled most of the way out of Tirek, who moaned out, coughing up more seed by the second. Finally, she gasped and caught a short breath. Eventually, Chrysalis herself pulled back from the kiss.

“Why should I bother denying it?” smirked Cozy. “I'm too valuable for you to kill, or break like Tirek. A big dumb brute like her is only useful for physical tasks, and to that end, she's made much better use as a cum dump. Am I right?”

Chrysalis’s interest was piqued. How dare she think that she is needed? Chrysalis could, if necessary, handle things on her own. But Cozy was clearly hinting at something. She might as well let the ”master manipulator” continue. It wasn't as though she was better than the queen of changelings when it came to subterfuge.

“Go on, then, my little cock socket,” she chuckled. “When you’re done with your little plea, I'll enjoy shattering your mind.”

Having bought time and gained the queen’s interest, Cozy smirked, switching between grinding on the queen’s cock and hammering Tirek’s cunt as she spoke.

“My dear Chrysalis… Unlike Tirek, here, I know ponies just as well as you do. However, I have the benefit of a fresh perspective for one, far superior to your secondhand information. More importantly, I can control my ego. Can you say the same?”

Cozy’s ass rose up Chrysalis’s shaft until the monarch’s tip rubbed over the folds of her pussy’s lips.

“Is that so?” smirked Chrysalis, her hands grabbing Cozys ass. She let her fingers sink firmly into the plump flesh of her ass and waist. “I seem to recall that, mere moments ago, you were dead-set on ruling over all of Equis. Screaming it, in fact.”

“And can you say that you’re all the better? We cover each other’s weaknesses, you and I. So how about you let that sink in through your thick skull?”

Cozy purred as she slammed herself back, taking much of Chrysalis’s cock in a single push. Like a battering ram, it hit against the walls of her cunt, slamming into her cervix as her hands shook, fingers twitched and toes curled.

It took most of her focus to not moan senselessly as her cunt strained. She had to stay in control as Chrysalis let out a hot, heavy, breathy gasp, throwing her head back as the shock caused her magic to fade.

“A-ahh! And if nothing else, if you break me, I won't be able to ride you nearly as well,” panted out Cozy as she began pulling herself up. Her hole closed as space was given, her walls quivering at the sensation as the changeling’s flare dragged over them, coated in downright aphrodisiac seed.

Even as her body was set ablaze with sensitive pleasure, Cozy grit her teeth and pulled to Chyssi’s tip before slamming back down and feeling her depths stretch back out, inflamed with pleasure. She rose up and slammed down faster and faster, weakly supporting her twitching arms on Tirek’s ass as she began panting.

“Mhmm, fuck… You make a pretty compelling argument with that last bit~” said Chrysalis, feeling Cozy’s walls clench and spasm around her cock. Bit by bit, she could tell it was almost forcing itself deeper. She gripped her hands tightly around her waist, and as Cozy slammed down, she yanked her down with force as she bucked her hips, hard.

Cozy let out a powerful moan, feeling the walls of her womb being slammed into as the abdominal bulge stretched through her, forcing past her belly button. She cried lightly and came again. Her cunt clenched tightly around Chrysalis’s cock. As her shattered and strained cervix was mere inches from kissing Chrysalis’s medial ring, her hole tensed and she squirted her juices around the monstrous thing, soaking the messy rod ever further in her clear white love, love that Chrysalis both metaphorically and quite literally feasted on.

Her cock’s orgasm continued on. Her shaft grew another few inches as it began painting the ground beneath them. Cloudy, slimy white mounds of the sludge-like tar formed as wadded ropes of seed gushed out nonstop. Honestly, it was a terrifyingly impressive sight.

“All things considered, I think you've cum more than anypony your age ever has,” purred out Chrysalis as Cozy panted, shuddering as she resumed weakly grinding and riding on Chrysalis’s cock. She may have cum a lot, sure, but it was still exhausting, cumming gallons back to back. “How about you relax, my little pony? I may not intentionally break you, but I am going to use you~”

At that declaration, Chrysalis’s hands dug into Cozy’s hips and she started bucking up into the little pegasus without remorse, showing her just how Tirek had felt mere moments earlier as her womb was stretched, strained and abused.

“S-sweet fuck!” cried out Cozy Glow, her eyes rolling back a bit as she clenched them shut. She tried hard to focus on breathing as Chrysalis’s magic gripped her wings and yanked back hard, forcing a gasping yipe from Cozy. A powerful thrust had hammered through her so hard and so deep, it hit her lungs for a brief moment, knocking the breath out of her.

“T-this is her trying not to break me? Sweet Celestia, this is crazy!” she thought, her tongue hanging out. It was bouncing and flinging about with her body’s forced movements, flinging drool around, mostly down onto Tirek. She simply laid there, panting and weak on the floor, her holes still gaping and twitching, trying oh-so-desperately to close, but unable to make even an inch of progress on the task.

Cozy’s hands clamped tightly to Chrysalis’s forearms, holding to the slick, smooth carapace plating as every thudding slam jerked her body. Her tits bounced and jiggled freely from the force of it.

It was shallow, but anyone with eyes could clearly point out the stretched and deformed lump directly in the center of her chest. It appeared and disappeared with each thrust, starting in her abdomen and going so far up her body that it vanished within her plump tits’ crevasse.

Obviously, this was decently painful, sure, but in that inferno of stinging pain was a flood of tender pleasure with every organ-shifting slam of Chrysalis’s twitching ovipositor. Cozy lost her sense of time, stuck in the state of being impaled on the monarch’s cock. It was smaller than her own, but still so imposing in its own right, but it wasn't going to be smaller for much longer, to Cozy’s joy and dismay in equal measures.

Tirek wasn't a very big loving lust battery, but Cozy was. Sure, she mostly loved herself and power, but there was plenty of raw lust for Chrysalis to feed off of, and with every hammering, body-jerking slam deep into Cozy’s depths, every grind of her flared tip against her ovaries, every panting moan from either of them, she feasted on that lust. It was intoxicating.

Too intoxicating. If Chrysalis kept eating it so liberally, she would probably become a stumbling, slurring mess, unable to focus enough to cast a simple light spell or use telekinesis. Thankfully, she had the perfect use for all the power she was gaining, and with a simple spell arching its magic over the two of them, Cozy began to feel its effects.

As Chrysalis continued away with her wet, ruthless slapping, Cozy grit her teeth, her eyes twitching hard in the back of their sockets. A wheezing whine of pleasure-filled pain escaped her as her torso strained, the bulge inside of it growing and growing.

It became much more apparent that her fur couldn't even hope to hide the veiny beast showing through her stretched flesh. Stretch marks were appearing on the sore flesh as it pushed up further. The flare seemed to be kissing the base of her throat, from the looks of it.

Cozy wasn't even trying to talk, only shuddering out weak gasps as she came. Her own stallionhood pulsed, shooting thick, hot ropes of seed over Tirek, steam rising from the chunky ooze as her cock grew in kind.

It had grown to a ridiculous proportion. Cozy’s heart was pounding with chaos magic just to force her body to handle having such an endowment, and even Chrysalis had to readjust her legs to make room for her swelling. Her nuts grew larger and larger, hanging under her, pushing past her thighs on both sides, churning with seed and eggs.

Neither could realistically continue at this pace. Even Chrysalis, as perfect and godly as she was, had to lean against a tree as she bucked away because of how heavy her nuts were and how hard it was becoming to stand. She let her magic envelope Cozy to hold her and do the heavy lifting instead, letting her hands drift up along the pegasus’s form to her midsection. She wrapped her arms tightly around her waist, easily touching the bulge she was making through the tiny mare.

Cozy was weakly twitching and kicking her legs, shuddering in Chryssi’s magic just to try and let out tension in any way she could.

“Sweet fuck, you ponies are always such good lays… Mhmm nyghh, I'm gonna cum, you filthy little pony. Enjoy being a broodmother for my new hive, hehe~”

With that, Chrysalis yanked back, her cock twitching and throbbing erratically. It was covered in Cozy’s juices as well as Tirek’s, and a caked-on slimy layer of her own cum. She bit her lip. It was disgustingly beautiful.

Despite her deceleration, her hips pulled back further as her magic gripped her hilt like a tight cock ring, holding back the coming load. Cozy shuddered, her body twitching liberally as Chrysalis turned her over in her magic.

Cozy’s eyes went wide at the sheer size of the behemoth that, moments ago, had been in her pussy. Its flared tip was wider than her pussy’s gaping lips. It kissed her hole, and with a single pull back, Chrysalis slammed into her, letting the magic release her cock as the eggs forced their way up through it in a torrent of cum before she was even able to fit her tip into Cozy’s dripping snatch.

The result was the feeling of several eggs being pushed into her by Chrysalis’s cock as more and more were produced. By the time she’d buried herself back into Cozy all the way, there were several gallons of slimy changeling cum causing her belly to balloon out and sag over her torso’s sides. She looked like a well-along milf of a mare, but there were easily eight eggs as large as her head pushing out her bloated belly as it just kept swelling and ballooning out.

As she pumped into Cozy, the eggs bulged. Her cock didn’t show in the bulge through Cozy’s flesh very well until the eggs reached the tip of Chrysalis’s monster, her gaping urethra letting them out against Cozy’s stretched womb’s walls until they pressed against the bottom of her throat, then tumbled and dropped through her into the sagging pot that her abdomen had become.

Minutes passed as Chrysalis slumped against the tree, panting and letting out heavy breaths as cum oozed around her cock over her and Cozy’s crotch, making a slimy pool of jizz over the ground beneath them.

“I-I thought you were gonna try not to break me!” gasped out Cozy weakly, laying her bloated belly and fat tits against Chrysalis’s front. She laid her head on her shoulder, too tired to even pull up off of Chrysalis’s cock.

“Hehehe. I'm sorry, but when faced with such a snug, cozy hole, I couldn't help but claim you, you worthless little slut. Hehe.” Chrysalis purred, pecking a kiss to the pegasus’ forehead. Well, she was intending to, but Cozy leaned into it, mustering her strength and turning the little kiss into a full-blown make-out session against the messy, slime-covered ground.

Pulling herself free, Cozy rested, sitting on Chrysalis’s lap, panting as she weakly grinded on her cock with a wince of sensitivity and pain. She slowly pulled up off of the slick beast, but only to the point where she was on her knees with a bloated belly full of eggs and seed. She couldn't even pull herself up halfway off of the thing, let alone the fact she seemed to be stuck on Chrysalis’s, at this point, crazy massive medial ring.

“F-fuck I- ahh~ it's nyghh! F-fuck!!”

She relented, letting herself fall back down with a moan, feeling that long, throbbing thing kiss her depths, crushing her ovaries and hitting the base of her throat. She winced and readjusted to it all as Chrysalis simply watched, already well on the way to refilling her lungs.

“Having trouble there? Hehe~” Chrysalis toyed, feasting her eyes on the barely-legal teen’s beautiful body once more. Chrysalis had always been a fan of mares and stallions with big, round bellies. The fact it was her eggs floating around in her bulged gut just made it all the better.

Tirek just didn't have the same charm as the struggling mare overtop of her, though. She couldn't even handle a double-teaming from them both, and from the looks of it, had passed out. Cozy, on the other hand, was still moving, if labored and sluggish, and her cock was hard as a rock.

Catching her breath, she gritted her teeth, flapping her wings as she tried to pull herself up again. She could feel every worn out nerve of her deformed flesh condom of a womb and pussy drag over Chrysalis’s glowing green meat, cursing under her breath as her hands clenched into fists. One pressed hard against a tree for stability as she let out labored, shuddering breaths.

But as her vise-grip of a formerly-virgin puss hugged Chrysalis’s medial ring tightly, slipping weakly over it, a smooth hand covered in a slimy layer of sticky, steaming seed gripped her cock just beneath its flared, leaky tip and began to pump up and down it rapidly.

“C-chaa! C-Chryssi pleash! I-I think I've had e-enughh!~”

Chrysalis could only smirk with joy at hearing Cozy’s whimpering pleas as she quivered. Her wings flapped madly as her fists shook, but she persevered, gradually coming to stand on her knees. Gasping out a weak breath, she looked down at Chrysalis pumping her hand along her throbbing meat and the bulge kissing the underside of her tits through her bloated gut.

“W-where does it all even come from?! Just… jeez, you've done a-ahh number on-nyghh me!~”

Cozy’s speech became a broken cry as Chrysalis’s tongue darted from her lips, first giving a long lick across Cozy’s tip to savor the leaking juices before wiping over its length, snaking down and curling over the shaft, clenching it tight and bending it to her whim.

But the real kicker was yet to come. As she jerked Cozy Glow off, the pegasus tried to fly up and plant her feet on the ground beneath her, pulling steadily further off of Chryssi’s meat.

The changeling’s tongue forced its way into her urethra, and Cozy’s wings stretched out painfully, all of her momentum vanishing as gravity did its job and brought Cozy back down onto Chrysalis.

Cozy’s ovaries were growing very accustomed to the hammering thud against them as she came, her cock growing more as her seed spurted around Chrysalis’s tongue and over her face and chest, absolutely painting the monarch white as her hands rose up to try and block some of the torrent.

“You cum so damn easily,” spat Chrysalis.

Whether that was meant to be a complaint or a remark of jealousy, Cozy wasn’t sure. She panted, her sore hole weakly readjusting to Chrysalis’s size and shape. The queen wasn't going to let her simply stand up and end their fun, that much had become apparent. Cozy was in no state to speak; her words were slurred messes as it was.

There was only one way to win. This had become a battle of endurance: chaos magic versus changeling love absorption. Who’d go soft first?

“A-ahh Ihm more of ah pregnancy by a hunnerd shots mare, I gess… f-fuck yer so damn big!” Cozy cursed under her breath. It was impossible to say who was actually bigger at the moment, as they both just kept gaining length and thickness.

So, instead of thinking about that; instead of trying to pull away, Cozy’s wings beat hard. She started jumping up and down along Chrysalis’s long glowing rod like she was on a pogostick, just bouncing up and down. Her hands rested on the bug’s midsection, her own cock oozing and spurting seed liberally between said changeling’s tits.

Time marched on as they continued for what could possibly have been hours without end, the two insanely magical beings going at it in an absolute slugfest of a breeding session. Cozy even topped a few times, but by the end, the two had come back around to where they started, for the most part.

Cozy, her back to a rock, was splayed out and gasping with every thrust. The two had found out that there was a limit to how much one could really pump into the little pegasus. Her belly had reached a point it could have fit maybe a large beachball, possibly two. Heck, a bathtub’s worth of jizz might be more accurate.

But since that discovery, Chrysalis had pushed Cozy to that point around three times. Nobody was really counting; certainly not those two feverish, sweaty mares.

Pools of thick, hot, chunky jizz and changeling eggs littered the clearing. They’d had to force the simply ludicrous amount of seed out of Cozy’s cunt, and this left her not quite at square one. A fair few of those eggs simply wouldn't come out of their new holding chamber, but nonetheless, the two panting mares were still going at it.

Chrysalis’s hair was a mess. Well, it was more of an unkempt mess than normal. She growled out and panted, like a predator looming over its prey. She’d at one point or another simply stopped using telekinesis. It was possible that even that had become too taxing.

Instead, she dug her clawed fingertips into Cozy’s waist and hammered the little mare to pieces, every slam jerking her entire body up off the rock she was on as she was stretched. Any non-magically-gifted being would simply be dead from the ferocity of a single thrust at this point. Hell, even the rock had cracks in it by now.

Cozy had technically lost a few times in this little battle, going soft as her size shrunk down some, but it’d almost immediately grow hard as a rock again. Damn defiant chaos magic. This had Chrysalis on the back step at this point, as her nuts were damn near empty. She was even almost out of eggs to give as she jackhammered Cozy’s poor guts like there was no tomorrow.

Tirek had left to find firewood and find a less horribly pungent and sticky place for them to sleep. The little centaur could have run, but she didn't. Instead, she came back to their lovemaking against that rock, just in time for Chrysalis to scream a primal, painful-sounding cry of ecstasy and need that’d leave her with strained vocal cords by the morning.

She erupted into Cozy’s worn hole for another few minutes, and slowly, with a stumbling grace, she pulled out of her partner, eggs and cum oozing from her gaped pussy’s hole. As the changeling laid on her back, she heard it pop as she winced. She leaned over to Cozy, giving her a panting kiss.

Cozy tried to pant out some sort of response to it all as Chrysalis kissed her pleasantly for a moment. “Shhh~ You lasted longer than anyone I've ever fucked. Even Shining Armor.” Her magic enveloped the mess over them, sending it flying with a flick of her finger, unaware or uncaring that it landed on Tirek’s face, who groaned out a huff.

“There's a cave to the north and a river to wash off in,” she said, wiping herself off a small bit. “I’ll be there.” She trotted away as the two looked to him and back to themselves, weakly chuckling.

“Let's take over Equis tomorrow,” smirked Chrysalis. “We’ll drain those silly, pretentious, horny–”

“Just shut up and kiss me again, you big, dumb bug!”

3 De Dreadfully Dastardly, Descriptive, Death-Defying Dogs Deviously Defile Dis Debatably Doomed Dinky/Derpy Duo Desperately During De Darkest Debauchery-Dominated Dusk-Dawn Distention Destined, Dis Destiny Decries.

“I hope that the girls are okay,” stated Dinky, absentmindedly walking with her mom out to where the outhouse had been set up for the party. The little pegasus mare was starting to grow bored, but she understood it wasn't anyone’s fault in particular that things were going so slowly.

“Oh, I'm sure that things will be just fine, sweetie,” assured her mother, leading her daughter off. Even though she was eighteen years of age, she was still Derpy’s little girl to look after with all her heart. She’d be hard-pressed to let her walk off on her own with everything happening, even if Flurry Heart had promised to keep both of them safe with a spell she’d cast on them.

Actually, it was a few spells. The first was a tough one. It would repel the creatures of the Everfree away from them as long as they stayed close to the castle. If some monster had been absconding with everypony, this would protect them. Should that fail, however, being a large cast, there was another spell that would sort of rubberize them if things went poorly. They would still experience any damage done to them, but it was much more difficult to harm them. They might end up hurt, but they would at least stay alive.

With full confidence that Flurry’s magic would protect them, they’d set off for the outhouse. “We've been walking for quite a while, haven't we?” questioned Dinky. She was quite right, as the supposedly five minute walk had become over a half-hour trip in the very deadly Everfree forest.

“Well, I suppose so, yeah,” said Derpy. She gave her daughter a reassuring smile. “We’ll find it soon, don't worry.” Almost as if willed into existence, they suddenly found it, right in the center of a clearing and surrounded by vines.

“See, Dinky? I told you we’d find it. It just took a little bit of perseverance,” said Derpy confidently as her daughter shut the door, leaving them separated.

The second the door latched closed, the vines began to sway and twist, almost as if they were waking from some sort of trigger. The aforementioned vines were like tentacles, resembling that of the dark vines that Discord had planted in the Everfree centuries ago. They were black like plunderseed vines, but their spikes seemed softer; more flexible, but still firm, with rounded-off tips.

That was what little information Derpy managed to observe before a vine grabbed her by the neck, snaking tight, coiling around her throat to the point she couldn't speak. Hell, she couldn't breathe. The far closer encounter let her know just how slimy they were as her nerves began to lightly tingle. She was losing feeling, whether from being choked or something else was hard to tell, but she could feel it spreading.

Vines crept up her legs. Her wings stretched out, trying to writhe and fly away as they snaked up her pants. Another pair came down from above and dove into the back collar of her shirt. Another wormed its way down the front of her shirt, turning and wriggling up as it found her skin. The one exploring in her pants found its prize, pressing against her pussy through her panties as she kicked and squirmed slowly and weakly as she was becoming paralyzed. With her inability to protest, the vines freely groped her breasts and teased her cunt.

As the vines were tightening around Derpy, yet more had come to the outhouse and coiled around it. Dinky tried to leave the outhouse and realized that she was unable to open the door. “Mom? Hey, mom? I think the door is stuck,” she said, blissfully ignorant to the situation at hand.

A tentacle wrapped around both of Derpy’s ankles. The ones teasing her receded and bound her arms behind her back, forced to be straight in the confines as barbs stabbed into her wrists. That paralyzing aphrodisiac slime made her entire body twitch with sensitive pleasure, making her unable to resist.

Several interesting-looking tentacles slithered up, the likes of which she’d never seen before. They were tipped with cocks; huge tentacle horse cocks, thick as her wrist at the thinnest, as large as her upper thighs in some instances, and every size in between.

Derpy watched in shock as one thicker than her arm forced itself into her choking throat, making her gag hard on it, even as the one strangling her let up and snaked down to grope her tits. The spiked rod bulged out her throat in perfect detail as she tried to writhe out of instinct, but she couldn't even hope to move.

Tears stained her cheeks and her intruder simply went deeper and deeper. Another three strange tentacles approached. One of them was also shaped like a cock, which pressed to her pussy, rubbing it and dragging its spiny thorns through her lips as it harassed her, spurting a slimy green discharge from the tip. The very same liquid was also slowly filling her stomach as it leaked from the one currently filling her throat, pressing against the back of her guts and curling around inside her as she was forced to take foot after foot of the thing. Her belly soon bulged out as the two remaining strange tentacles came up to her breast and clit respectively.

These two vines were tipped with little purple flowers. They looked like suction cups; long, cylindrical and soaking wet inside, with tons of tiny nubs in them. One latched to her nipple through her shirt, starting to suck and, to her shock, forcing her to lactate as it pumped magic through itself into her.

The magic forced her breast to swell. Now, Derpy wasn't a flat-chested mare by any description, but her tits weren't even average. Rather, they weren't before this, as her simple t-shirt and bra soon started to strain against her swelling breast and nipple.

Her crooked eyes were twitching from all this as her body quaked, her toes curling weakly in the paralysis she was under. The cock between her legs forced against her panties, the flared tip parting her folds ever so lightly. She was tight and it was taking noticeable effort to penetrate her. Thankfully, two stray tentacles were willing to help, slipping into her cunt and holding it open wide. As if controlled by some sort of hive mind, the cock vine suddenly plowed two feet into her snatch, slamming so hard that she came just from that, her tits squirting milk as her unresponsive muscles suddenly squeezed all at once.

As for the suction tentacle that’d made its way to her clit, it pushed itself tight against her, sucking and pumping unknown magic into her body. It was almost a burning sensation. She felt weird. Well, weirder, given the circumstances. Eventually it felt good, really, really exceedingly good. Eventually, the tentacle pulled back with a slurping pop, revealing the sixteen inch long cock and huge baseball-sized testicles she now had.

“Mom?! Are you alright out there?! I can't open the– EEP!!”

From inside, Derpy could hear her daughter’s cries, and soon, moans as her twitching eye saw tentacles forcing their way in under the door, and she was powerless to stop it.

Her breasts grew larger by the second as the tentacle working them alternated between them, showing off her progressively puffier, more sensitive nipples. Her new cock throbbed hard, the suction tentacle beginning to siphon it like she was a cow being milked, showing Derpy pleasure unlike anything she’d ever felt before. It was hard not to give in or black out from the lack of air as her belly swelled to the size of a beach ball by way of the tentacle curling and squirming in her bulged out guts.

The same was true for the one deep in her womb. Derpy’s cervix wasn't an obstacle for even a second, destroyed on the first thrust. The tentacle snaked around inside of her, filling her more by the second as it wriggled its way into each ovary.

Derpy was a complete mess, suspended in the air with meters and meters of tentacles writhing inside her, sucking her off and feeding off of her tits. Eventually, another suction cup and normal vine came to fondle and suck the breast that wasn't receiving as much attention.

From the base of the vines, a massive, ungodly, disturbing bulge moved through the two cock tentacles, and to a much smaller degree, the suction tentacles. The protuberances in the cocks varied, but they were at least beachball-sized as lump after lump approached Derpy. Five more gobs began pushing their way under the outhouse door, and she instantly knew that what was happening to her was about to happen to Dinky, as well.

Derpy knew what was coming, and she tried to brace for it, but nothing can prepare someone for that much cum. The first two bulges forced into her lips and cunt, the small holes’ tightness holding them up as the second bulge conjoined with the first, and soon the third, forcing her jaw to pop open and pussy to be ripped wide open as it all went in nearly instantly.

It snaked deeper and deeper, traveling the tentacle’s length into her womb and stomach, gaping her ovaries wide, ruining her internal organs until eventually, it unloaded into her, leaving her such a mess. Even if she wasn't paralyzed, she probably wouldn't be speaking. All she could do was listen to her daughters crying moans inside the outhouse as the tentacles kept fucking her. Even with the absurdly large gut hanging beneath her, all the tentacles did was hold her higher up as she was bred.

Flurry bounced her body against the bed, the twelve and a half inch long sex toy sliding into her pussy beneath her skirt. In front of her eyes, she was watching the most recent addition to her collection of POV porn. This one in particular, if she held her head in the right position, made her feel like the shaft penetrating her belonged to some kind of great squid. She was missing out on the feel of the tentacles, but it was entertaining to watch, at least. She wished she could be there, bathed in the deep blue and choking down the boneless limbs she saw in front of her.

Just as she was beginning to feel the approach of her climax, she heard the door latch click, and rushed to shut down the image displaying right in front of her eyes. She managed to slam her hips down onto the bed, burying the entire cock into her twat. A sudden shock of pleasure rushed through her nerves at the feeling of being instantly filled. Her skirt just barely covered the balls as her own magic held down her erection.

“Flurry, I wanted to ask…” started Rarity, stopping, when she saw the strain on Furry’s face. “Something the matter, dear?”

“Just fine,” grunted Flurry in response. The cock inside of her was moving, and she had to make sure it didn’t make any noise. “Just some mild distress, you know?” She rubbed her hand over her belly to accentuate the mild distention. “You had a question?”

“Hm? Oh, yes. I wanted to ask if you’d seen Derpy or Dinky. I’ve been looking for them for the last ten minutes.”

“I directed them to the bathroom almost half an hour ago, I think, though it might have been longer,” answered Flurry, twisting her hips trying to ease the tension inside of her. The cock stretched out her womb’s inner walls as Rarity walked around in front of her. “Didn’t they come back yet?”

“No, and to make matters worse, I can’t find Sweetie Belle or Scootaloo anymore. Do you know where they are?” asked Rarity accusingly.

Flurry clamped her legs shut and let out a soft moan. “Sc-Scootaloo was lamenting Apple Bloom being missing earlier. Perhaps she snuck off?”

Rarity raised an eyebrow. “With your dad standing guard?”

“M-maybe he was d-distracted. Something came…” and she was about to, “c-came up.”

“Are you sure you’re alright, dear?” asked Rarity. “Come here a moment.”

Clamping her vaginal walls down, she stood up and walked slowly and deliberately to Rarity, who placed a hand on her forehead. “It’s just something I ate earlier, I swear,” she smiled. “At any rate, I don’t th-think Sweetie would sneak out. She’s too much of a goodie-two shoes to do something like that.”

“And not a pervert like yourself?” Rarity indicated the sticky wet spot of marecum on the bed and crossed her arms. “Look, I know you have that “addiction” and you leak like crazy. I’m surprised you're even trying to hide it. Look, if you see any of them, please tell them I’m looking for them. Okay?”

“Will do,” grimaced Flurry, having been found out. “I’ll let them know as soon as I run into them.”

“Thank you,” nodded Rarity. “I’ll let you finish,” she said, turning to leave.

As soon as she was out the door, Flurry let her lust take over. She fell back to the bed, and with a few more pumps, the cock she’d been pocketing during her conversation pulsed against her. She came hard, soaking the corner of the bed she was sitting on as he erupted into her.

With a hard buck forward, the stallion dumped a gallon into her guts. Flurry’s abdomen rapidly ballooned out, creating an ovary bulge for about a minute straight. Flurry could feel the huge bag of cum inside her womb and even her ovaries as she panted with satisfaction.

“Just the best toy there ever was,” she huffed, taking a few deep breaths before pulling it out. Along with it came a condom, filled and stretched out with the large load of cum spewed forth from it. She pulled the condom off and licked the whole thing clean before giving the tip a kiss. “Nighty night, Daddy. Sorry for taking the load you were saving for mom,” she chuckled as Shining’s deflating erection disappeared through her portal.

Not wanting her father’s nut to go to waste in some trash can, she pressed her muzzle to the warm bag of cum, savoring its heat before pulling back and pressing her lips against the sticky rubber, drinking it all down. She’d tried almond milk, and even coconut milk, but neither compared to the rich, bold flavor of the nut milk her father made for her every day.

“That’s one down,” she smiled, licking her lips. “Who’s next?” Her horn flashed, and another, larger cock sprung from a portal. Twenty-five inches long and pink, she recognised it immediately. “Oh, mother. You always know how to satisfy your little whore. But why should I have all the fun?” Another portal popped open, and she was face-to-face with her mother’s puffy pink pussy. She gave it a quick teasing lick before moving it down to her own throbbing, eighteen-inch long erection. As she slid herself into Cadance, and her mother into herself, she let out a contented sigh. “Let’s see what else is on...”

Derpy had been being violated for nearly an hour straight already. Dinky, too, but she was still in the outhouse. It was harrowing for Derpy, not knowing exactly what they were doing to her in there. Still stunned by the fluid dripping from the vines, she could only watch the gallons and gallons of secretions that the tentacles kept pumping into them.

About twenty minutes after the bulges had squeezed under the door, the outhouse had started seeping hot, steaming seed nonstop from its base. Derpy was certainly a sight in her own right, as the three tentacles pounded the grey mare’s cum-gushing pussy. To say it was taking a lot out of her would be an understatement.

Derpy had been and was continuing to be destroyed and violated from head to bloated belly to toe. A tentacle was holding her aloft solely by her mane, several feet off of the ground. Her eyes weakly twitched and her mouth hung open wide. A tentacle cock, thick as her calf muscle, with bulging veins and the signature spikes, nearly two inches long each, plunged deep inside of her throat.

Her neck was a bulged mess as a second vine was escaping her lips past that one. It was around as thick as her lower forearm, and it contributed to the bulging mess that was her throat at the time, spurting its seed out over her face and the forest floor as the two plunged in and pulled out with feverish desire and rhythm.

Her arms were forced to her back, just as they had been for the last hour. Her tits jutted out with a bulge between them from the two tentacles violating her. Her breasts were jiggling wildly as they were fondled and squeezed like stress balls; huge, anatomically impractical stress balls that anypony would be very jealous of.

Derpy’s massive stress ball pillows were not providing her any amount of relief, however, constantly squirting as they were sucked and milked by the tentacles attached to her nipples. Her teats were growing too big for the suction cup tentacles at this point, as they couldn’t even fit around them with their “lips.” This hopefully meant that they would stop growing, even if her nipples were more like those found on a cows udder at this point.

Her belly was as stuffed as it could be. It’d shrunk down from the downright insane proportions that it had grown to after her first, and so far only load. It still hung much larger than any pregnant woman would ever be. With a bathtub’s worth of fluids, if not more, sagging in her, the writhing tentacles bulged out of her sides as they swam around inside her. Her ovaries were so full that a visible bulge showed from her belly, and her clothes had been ripped away long ago.

Her thighs were held open wide, her ankles pulled apart by a very thick tentacle. Her pussy, as mentioned, had three tentacles assaulting it; two holding it open as the third drilled relentlessly. Another pounded her asshole, her ass cheeks held apart and fondled as four more small tentacles held open her sphincter, letting a cock thick as her thigh pound her organs to smithereens.

Her cunt had two fairly average ones in it, no thicker than her forearm each holding her open while the last was on par with the tentacle ruining her ass. Her inner walls were spread so thin that she could feel the tentacles grinding against each other through her at every possible point.

Her lower legs were bound to her upper thighs, and a massive slimy pool of cum grew beneath her with each passing second as it oozed from her many holes.

As the tentacles tore the door off of the outhouse, cum, gallons of it, up to Dinky’s waist came flooding out as she was yanked out of the hut. Her belly was massive for about five seconds as the tentacle ripping her out wrapped around her waist, squeezing her like a baster, forcing the fluids to shoot from her throat and asshole, as well as spurting from her nose, and any other holes it could find to escape.

With cum gushing from her holes, the tentacle held Dinky up, pressing her against her mother. The two of them were so out of their minds that they just gave into lust, kissing each other. Dinky had her left hand free, still, and as her fingers came into contact with her mother’s new cock, she began to softly stroke it out of instinct, lightly fondling her balls as she stared blankly ahead, with none of the information of what was happening actually reaching her.

The tentacles weren't quite ready to give up their whores, though, especially not the ones that have only just made it into Dinky’s body. Her asshole and pussy gaped wide as the two vines snaked from her lips, thrusting all the way through her paralyzed and weak body.

The plants that had entangled them began to recede, pulling the two of them toward the edge of the clearing, to the darker parts of the forest. Derpy looked up in that moment, and saw the castle. Flurry had told them that the outhouse would be right outside, and that her spells would protect them within a quarter mile of the castle. She wasn’t the best judge of depth and distance, but it was pretty clear that they were outside the range of effectiveness and opening. Not even Flurry’s spells could protect them now.

Shuffling past a bush, they suddenly stopped. Derpy rolled over and saw a pair of timberwolves standing on the vines, which had become taut beyond them, until finally, the tension became so strong that they snapped. Wherever the vines had planned to bring them, the timberwolves had other plans.

The vines, now severed, continued to wriggle. The ones abusing Derpy were more willing to share as they pulled from her, simply letting her drop. A groan escaped her as she rolled onto her back, her face mere inches from the first wolf’s balls as he loomed over her.

He was a more tropical-looking wolf, with bright, vibrant flowers of all sorts in his mane and a body built out of palm tree-like shingles, lying alongside the typical timberwolf structure. He had a long, more narrow cock, ribbed like a palm tree, with a tail resembling palm ferns and balls as big around as beachballs. They dripped his sweat all over her face. Despite panting, full of cum and unable to even move, Derpy couldn't help but want to kiss those huge, fertile coconuts.

Turning to Dinky, she was forced to her back, tentacles violating her as a wolf with pink mane loomed over her. Looking like a cherry blossom tree, he emitted a sweet aroma. Even Derpy could smell it through the cum clogging her nose; a scent that carried with it a magical stench of love potion.

Smelling it sealed their fates. It was possible that perhaps they could have escaped and made their way back, but now there would be no point. They craved being with their masters, their alphas now. They were merely timberwolf and vine concubines, and they couldn't think to have it any other way at this point.

Even now, Flurry was finding her own enjoyment. Having saturated her mother’s shaft in her own juices, she’d relocated the portal to her mouth. She grew very excited as her lips wrapped around the pulsing, flared tip of her alicorn mother’s breeding rod. Cadance’s precum was addictively good-tasting against her tongue, truly befitting the princess of love.

Easing the portal forward into her lips with her magic, her throat soon parted wide to take the hot beast. Cadance’s mare cock may not have been the largest cock in Equestria, but it wasn't far off. Many ponies couldn’t hope to handle taking it their first time. Flurry, however, had done this several times. This time, however, as she gagged on her mothers massive cock, choking it down while liberally drooling around it, she was clearly having a hard time.

While her cock was being polished by her daughter’s spit, Cadance was very composed in public. Her twink of a husband was on watch and had to step away and still hadn't made it back to his position yet. Honestly, you'd think after a few dozen times buried in her, he’d be able to handle her pussy, thought Cadance. Not that I don't have my own weaknesses.

As if on cue, she felt her daughter’s cock slip into her, bulging out her abdomen under her dress and making her lightly moan for but a second as her labia clenched down on her daughter’s imposing shaft from halfway across the castle.

Cadance’s hands dug into the railing she stood next to, overlooking the courtyard of the castle as minutes of her daughter pounding her passed. It didn’t even pause when the door behind her unlocked.

“Oh Shining, yo–” She stopped short, turning to see the trio of mares that had actually entered.

Celestia, with her tall, regal, elegant stature, stepped in on her platform heels, the preferred footwear of the royal mare, giving her an even more imposing size. She was garbed in a white silk dress with golden accents. Despite this, her breasts were mostly out on display, as well as the large bulge of her cock. Of course, her nipples were covered for appearance sake, but she was as close to crossing the line as possible without actually passing it. And of course, her crown sat atop her head behind her long, imposing horn. “Hello, Cadance. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not your lover. Not that I’d be opposed to it,” she teased.

This drew out a remark from Luna to her left. “You’re both bad influences on each other,” she stated. She was wearing her dark blue and black night-themed dress with her hair done up in a bun for the birthday of the sisters of Equestria’s heroes. “Either way, we came to collect Shining Armor. As we understand it, the birthday girls and their sisters, or mentor in Scootaloo’s case, have been missing for hours. Furthermore, noponys been able to find Derpy, either. Assuming the worst, we're starting to lose ponies to something out here. If Shining armor, Big Mac and, with Twilight’s permission, Spike fail, we are the last resort. Ponies have already been told to evacuate the area.”

Luna was very matter-of-fact and with a serious tone; a tone Cadance would try to share. She would have quite a bit of trouble keeping that tone, as her magic was only holding her wine glass as an excuse for her horn to be alight. Under her dress, she was collecting the growing pool of precum and feminine juices seeping from her pussy. Between that and a sound dampening and minor illusion spell hiding the massive bulge and muffling the choking sounds of her daughter seeping through the portal, she had to keep her spells active, and that meant that she needed an excuse.

Twilight cleared her throat, eyeing her slightly uncomfortable-looking sister-in-law. “Yes, Luna hit the nail quite squarely on the head. I was tracking magical signatures around us after I arrived and several massive spells were cast a little over an hour ago. If some villain is out here, we need to nip this in the bud. You know just how eager Chrysalis, Cozy Glow and whoever else are to lash out at us, should they escape their confines.”

“Mhmm! Y-yep, sounds great!~” Cadance replied, her eyes twitching lightly as her fingers dug into the railing. Her magic was plenty strong enough to keep up the illusion for a long time, but the bed-shaking slamming Flurry Heart had shifted to as she crammed all of her mom’s cock in her throat had suddenly made Cadance’s legs quiver, her heart pound, and her mind reel with pleasure as it rocked her body.

“Are you alright, there, Cadance?” teased an all-too-knowing Celestia as the much more concerned and, by comparison, innocent Twilight echoed the question, with Luna rubbing her temples.

“Y-yeah, I'm f-FINE!” she cried out. Her eyes started to water as halfway across the facility, Flurry fucked the portal doggy-style, pounding away as hard as she could as her cock pulsed and throbbed inside of her mother, her tongue tearing over her mother’s cumming cock as her own guts filled with her hot, slimy love.

Choking on the cumming rod, gagging as her makeup ran, Flurry cried and drooled madly, cum spurting from her lips and back through the portal, landing at the feet of Cadance, who was trying her best not to look like the whore she debatably was. Oh well, she thought with a sigh. At least I can say I was fucking Shining, and not my daughter.

Unbeknownst to any of the guests at the party, the magic portals being employed by Flurry went through a sudden change. Rather than moving as Flurry directed them to, they began moving outside of her immediate control. It was common practice that Cadance would take hold of them whenever they did this, and Flurry was fine letting her take the reins for a bit.

The only problem with that logic was that this time, the force that had taken control of the portals was not her loving mother. Regardless, Flurry lay back on the bed and prepared herself for what promised to be a good fucking.

To top it all off, Flurry would feel what was happening to Derpy and Dinky. The being that had called forth the vines, the very same one that had called forth the timberwolves, was watching the mother and daughter, and they were the one now directing the portals. Cadance’s cock would follow exactly the motions of the palm wolf, while her pussy would follow the exact inverse of what was being done to Dinky.

Flurry’s lips parted just like Derpy’s as the wolf above her pushed his way into her mouth. The sizes were quite different. This timberwolf put Cadance’s cock to shame. Five feet; a whopping sixty inches of pulsing, hot, throbbing canine meat with a knot to match its proportions. It was wider than Derpy’s already above-average-sized waist by more than a few inches.

A paralyzed Derpy twitched and writhed helplessly as her throat bulged far beyond its normal limits and multiple times its normal thickness. Her alpha started hammering right away without any warm up or hesitation, slapping his huge nuts against her face as half his cock went in and was yanked out, only to end up buried back in, bulging out her chest and jiggling her tits and cum gut around as he panted above her.

All the while, Dinky endured her own breeding. The cherry blossom wolf above her clouded her mind with his musky love potion scent, making her crave him. Him, and his pair of bulbous canine rods. His two hot and heavy cocks lay across her chest, holding her down, sleek and smooth, save for their pulsing veins. He grinded against her, matting her already messy stained fur before pulling back, pressing both tips to her pussy’s lips, clearly showing much more grace and concentration than his tropical brother pounding Derpy into the cum-infused mud and dirt.

Dinky’s alpha master eased in smoothly. Vines held his cocks together long enough for him to push in. What remained of the earlier vines held her pussy open for him. Four of these vines remained, all equally wanting to breed her as they actively thrusted away while they held her open.

He pushed into her and the tentacles let go of his cocks. Like two magnets repelling from each other, his cocks spread apart with great force, bulging out her abdomen several inches, at least a foot as she came suddenly. He pushed deeper, dragging his meat along her folds. They were warm, but compared to his steaming hot cocks, she might as well have been cold turkey. Despite being around one-and-a-half times as big as her, he was so gentle.

Meanwhile, the brute ruining her “lucky” mother was nearly double Derpy’s size, and as he pulled his cock from her mouth, she sucked in some much-needed air. “P-pleash fill meh wit puppsies.” She was begging for it as her master walked around her. Under the spell of the cherry blossom scent, she grabbed her knees, pulling them up to her chest and letting her pussy spread itself open. Ignoring her request, the palm wolf returned to her mouth and penetrated her once again, starting to hammer and slam away at her insides like the animal he was, jerking her body around. His slams and yanks back in and out used her like the toy she was. A toy meant to birth his puppies, but a toy nonetheless.

Being pounded fast and ruthlessly by their two canine lovers, Flurry followed suit, doing her best to keep pace with the two of them. Now obviously, everything wasn't entirely the same. Casting a spell to sync the portals to the movements of the wolves’ crotches in real time certainly went a long way, but with the new setup, casting the portal into Cadance’s pants to fuck her pussy didn't work so well. Flurry was not satisfied with how she was fucking her mother. Well, if she couldn’t be satisfied with the gentle motion, she would find something that did satisfy her: depth. She reworked her spell, removing her cock from her mother’s panties and inserting it deep into her guts as they both started being pounded and abused by each other like wild uncontrollable animals.

Meanwhile, back in the woods, Dinky was choking on tentacle cock and quaking from her alpha’s pounding. He went faster and faster, hammering so hard that her body was bruised with each pounding thrust, until eventually, his paw pressed to her face, holding her down as, with a slam, his dual cocks swelled even larger inside of her. His mass was bulging her out more and more as her body tingled and shook, before finally, her master’s cum exploded into her, fertilizing her as gallons of sperm drilled into every single egg they could. A dozen, then two, and then several dozens of sperm pierced each individual egg. His magic let them handle such a task as he yanked back and slammed forward with so much force that Dinky lost feeling in her already paralyzed legs as he knotted her. She wouldn't be able to walk for a week at least.

Derpy, however, was given the worst of it, as her hound had not stopped pounding her throat. She’d passed out and been forcefully woken back up several times as she breathed when she could. Her throat bulged, showing in great detail her master’s ribbed cock.

He finally pulled out, rolling her onto her bloated cum gut as the huge beast strode behind her, laying his now drool-soaked rod on her backside. Without warning, he stood on her, his front paw forcing gallons and gallons out of her. Some had come from the vines, but most of the fluid was his own. His cock slid between her thighs, grinding against her, rubbing her sagging cum gut and now nearly beachball-sized, milk-oozing tits against it as he growled with pleasure above her.

She kissed his cock’s tip. “I- I wuve you, master,” she managed to slur out before he pulled back and pressed against her well-used pussy’s lips. With a paw pressed against the back of her skull, he slipped into her hole, the remnants of the tentacles holding her in place as it parted her lips. The bulge in her gut grew larger by the second as he filled her with his cum.

While Dinky had been railed and filled by a lot of seed, Derpy was already much fuller from her master's cock alone as he started grinding deeper, thrusting at her tight hole and spurting hot seed into the love-sick milf. His precum alone already impregnated her, but he had barely even started as he began hammering away.

Dinky was picked up and brought over to the alpha and dropped behind him. Her master slammed back into her, with a cock in both her ass and pussy, pounding her as she licked the musky, huge, hot balls that were churning the seed that would be planted soon into her mother’s womb. Each pull back smacked the palm wolf’s huge nuts against her panting, musk-drunk face as she was railed alongside Derpy. The palm wolf howled out and again picked up the pace. It was as though Derpy was being jackhammered into the ground.

For Flurry, she pulled off of her mother’s cock, drooling cum as it spurted over her shirt, leaving her panting. When the wolf had started pounding Derpy’s cunt, the puppetmaster had opted out of changing Flurry’s own position, just letting it stay in her mouth. She spurted a few more jets of seed into her mother, simply trying to pull the portal leading inside of her mother’s pussy off her sensitive rod.

“f-fuck nyhh~ s-so sensitive,” she said aloud as a knock came to the door.

“Flurry! I need to talk with you!” called Shining, making the alicorn freeze for a second. He sounded upset. She almost didn’t want to open the door…

Okay, maybe doing it at a party wasn't the brightest idea. “I'm coming, dad,” she called out, licking her mothers cock slowly as she walked over to the door. She slipped the portal down to her ass, shoving it deep inside. Cadance jumped as she walked with the rest of the alicorns, nearly cumming into her daughter’s stomach. Flurry had to cast an illusion spell as she opened the door, making it so that Shining saw a perfectly clean room that smelled perfectly normal, and the same illusory cleanliness applied to Flurry, even though, in actuality, there was such a stench of cum that she was practically drunk on musk.

“You know what you did,” is all he said, crossing his arms as her illusion rubbed the back of her head. The real version of her returned to the bed. Jerking off and moaning happily, she made sure to keep up the illusion and tried her best to convince her dad to stop riding her ass. He wasn’t as good as Cadance was, anyway.

“Yeah, I… Okay, doing it during the party… without asking, or even warning you might have crossed a few lines,” she willed her illluision to say as she moaned in bed, loving the feeling of her mother fucking her in sync with the palm timberwolf.

Flurry, Dinky and Derpy were all railed for several minutes on end. It was simply nonstop sex until eventually, a final, hard slam filled Derpy’s pussy and Flurry’s ass, drilling deeper and deeper as Cadance and the wolf came hard as hell. Bathtubs worth of seed filled Derpy to the point that it’d be a miracle if she hadn't passed out. A back wave of his seed painted Dinky’s face while the cherry blossom wolf continued his pounding again and again, until he and Flurry came again.

Dinky and Derpy were done for their time at their current location, and as a result, the portals stopped moving. Any further mating would be done back at their den, and not out in the open. The cherry blossom wolf pulled out, letting Dinky detach from him, but she did not wish to be away from him. Under the spell of his scent, she clambered up on his back, letting her arms and legs dangle at his sides as she rested her head among the soft, fragrant flowers, only drawing herself deeper with every breath.

Derpy, however, was stuck. Much like many of the mares before her, the knot of her master locked her in place, and she was dragged along the ground, with every step sloshing out a fresh pool of wolf semen to help propel her forward. Or backward, from her perspective.

Flurry was not being dragged anywhere, and being sated for the time being, she removed the portals, separating herself from her mother. She had things to do now, and Cadance probably didn’t want to play host to her cock all night.

“And because of that, I’ll be going out into the woods.”

That caught Flurry’s ear. She hadn’t been paying close attention, just sort of ignoring most of what her father had said. “You’re going out into the Everfree forest?”

“Somepony has to find them,” answered Shining, “and I’m trained for search and rescue. I need you to be aware of this so you don’t do that again and distract me while I’m fighting off one of the beasts in the woods. I’m serious, Flurry. Stay here and be good, and no more portal sex until I come back. Do I make myself clear?”

Flurry sighed. “Yes, daddy.”

To Flurry’s shock, a large counterspell was suddenly cast over the room, effectively dispelling the illusion. It wasn’t as though Cadance knew what was happening, but when she came to the door, she knew an illusion was hiding something. This left Flurry sitting in a puddle of her own cum, mixed, of course, with that of her mother and father. The four alicorns and Shining filed into the room, Cadance clearing her throat as Twilight did her best to look in every other direction possible, blushing in embarrassment for her niece.

“Fuck,” was all Flurry said in response. She was laying in the messy sweat and cum stained bed, pleasuring herself as several mares were going missing.

Celestia turned to Cadance and smirked. “She’s definitely your daughter…”

Author's Note

Next Time well see Fembois vs wolves so that will be fun, your vote for whos after them tho, and feel free to throw ideas for kinks and timberwolves at me to!