Tenacious Tendrils

by Deus Foalt

Rating: mature
Tags: Pippsqueaks, Pipp Petals, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Porn, Sex, Fetish
Length: 1117

Not holding back with magic leads Seashell and her friends to some very good feelings.

Sheriff Hitch has, after a brief berry-based blunder, declared earth pony magic to be back on the table, with no limits! Just some caution is required. Seashell is glad to hear this and decides to try some extra magic out while at the beach, not holding back. Things lead somewhere she never expected, but nonetheless very good.

Tags: Foalcon, tentacles/vines, double penetration, kinda-sorta lesbian in a voyeuristic way, Ponyfans, and a very good time.

Edited by LilSlipsy, as usual.

Published 2022-10-03 21:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-03 21:30:01 UTC

Slithery Stuff

Author's Note

Hey! Quick note: this was written as a very short vignette after watching Make Your Mark, Chapter 2, Episode 2. Only took an hour tops. That said, hope you enjoy!

Slithery Stuff

“You mean we can use magic however we want again? No limits?”

“Well…no limits, but focus; try and control it. Focus on what you want it to do.”

“Thanks, Hitch! I know just what I’ll do later, then!”

Seashell wiggled in place. It was a hot day in Maretime Bay, but her face felt even hotter than the sand had just minutes ago. She closed her lips around the intruder in her mouth. It was round, wet, and salty…yet oddly addicting. Her tongue ran along its surface, feeling the roughness, tasting the saltwater even more. It made her thirsty, but it felt kinda good tickling the back of her throat.

The ocean kept singing its gentle song beneath her, washing around the thick vines as if nothing were different. Ponies on the beach were starting to stare at her now, but she felt too good to really care. Magic was awesome—she knew there’d been more to these vines! She just hadn’t tried to use them more until now. Now that she had…she definitely did not regret it.

Another wave of goodness shot up and down her body, making her shudder and toss her gaze upwards. She saw her friends, Glory and Peach Fizz, above her. They were stuck just like she was; the blue ridged tendrils wrapped around their midsection snugly, and a few more wandering noodly things were entering them from both sides. Seashell moaned as she felt unfamiliar muscles clamp down on the thick visitor to her lower parts, making her feel even better as it slid slowly in, almost tickling her, but in a nice way. The scent of seawater and seaweed dragged itself across her nose; she was safe from the surf, dangling as she was, but still dripped saltwater from the fun splash fight they’d had earlier.

She didn’t really know why this felt good, but it just sorta did. The feeling of flying in her stomach, the magic sounds of her moans and her friends, the gentle motion of the vines grounding themselves inside them as they went back and forth, it all added up to something new, something wonderful. She tried to reach back with her hooves to that spot between her thighs, to scratch that strange itch down there, but the rest of the vine blocked her just enough that all she could do was wiggle and snort. Breathing around this thing in her mouth was tough, but she’d gotten used to it over time. What if she tried to push just a little more magic into it?

“Woah, uh…hey girls.”

Seashell’s ears perked up at the familiar voice: Pipp! Seashell glanced back down, blinking the sun from her eyes, and saw the pink pony icon herself. She was biting her lip for some reason, and was definitely looking red around the cheeks.

“Aaaouhip,” Seashell spat out, her tongue clumsy against the ridged round thing sliding down her throat. Talking with your mouth full was kinda rude, but she didn’t see any way to get this thing out of her mouth…not that she wanted it gone yet. This new pleasure was addicting. “Wahhrooooiere?”

“You, uh…you okay?” Pipp asked, setting down her bag brimming with beach stuff. She looked concerned, so Seashell did her best to relay that this wasn’t a bad situation at all.

“We’reahooiahin~”

“Didn’t get a word of that but you seem to uh…” Pipp began, smirking a little bit as she pulled her phone out. “Seem to be enjoying yourself, huh?”

Seashell nodded. It felt weird dragging the tentacle around in her mouth.

“Great!” Pipp cheered, turning her phone sideways and holding it up to her face before tapping it. “You girls wanna say hi to Ponyfans?~”

“Phomimans?”

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” Pipp chuckled, tapping the phone again. “Magic is pretty wild, Pippsqueaks! I’ve got a special saucy surprise for you today. Say hi to the three little fillies I had on last week: Seashell, Peach Fizz, and Glory! Say hi, guys!”

“‘iiii?” drawled Seashell, wincing as the vine reached even deeper inside her than before. It seemed like it was doing more on its own, without more magic needed, almost like it was encouraged by the camera.

“Aeioubgh!” exclaimed Peach Fizz, her horn firing off a few sparks as she shook her legs back and forth. She seemed probably the most nervous, but judging by the sounds she was making, she was enjoying it all too.

Glory didn’t respond. Seashell looked up and found her with her eyes rolled upwards, gurgling lowly and blushing as the tendrils alternated their rhythm, going a little faster now. Her wings fluttered erratically while spread out; it wasn’t clear if she was trying to fly or not. She was definitely somewhere else right now. Was that what Seashell was about to experience? It looked fun in its own weird way…

Pipp stayed quiet during all of this, though she did fly slowly around them, pausing and sometimes coming closer for a better angle. She seemed satisfied with a few different views as she landed back on the sand, still tracking Seashell with the camera. “Saaay, where can a mare find something like this for herself?” Pipp asked, winking at the filly as she stepped closer. “Got any words of wisdom for our viewers?”

Seashell shook her head, trembling as she suddenly felt her vines speed up too. Now the pleasure was building, collecting deep in her chest and tummy. Oh gosh, was this what Glory was feeling? Her attempts at garbled speech quickly turned into whiny moans as she was drawn closer to something. She felt wet stuff running down the inside of her legs as she began pushing back and forth, trying to cram more of the thing inside her. She wanted to do this every day now! Magic was great!

“Ah, that’s nearly as good.” Pipp’s smirk widened as she stepped back, taking a seat and framing her phone carefully. “Cum for the camera, everypony! It’s good for content!~”

Seashell didn’t know what a “cum” was, but maybe it had to do with that itch growing even stronger down below. She wiggled her hooves in circles as her breathing quickened, and her heart threatened to leap out of her chest. Her throat tightened, the warmth and goodness grew, her eyes rolled back, and she was in absolute bliss.

Then Seashell came hard, the drops of her arousal mixing smoothly with the salty water below.

Magic was the best.