The Timberwolf Problem

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.”