Mark turned to watch the rather interesting zebra who had been his guide through the Everfree take her leave, feeling his face flush as she put a sway and roll into her ample hips and rump. He’d met Zecora before this excursion into the Everfree, and while she was certainly pleasant company, he was still trying to figure out her deal.
The whole trip through the Everfree to The Castle of the Royal Pony Sisters, she’d insisted on leading the way, even though he could easily keep pace with her. And while he knew how an equine’s body moved during a casual walk, Zecora had put a rather obvious sway into her gait. And an extra wag in her tail, giving him glimpses of her marehood. Despite his best efforts not to stare, her hypnotic butt would not be denied. And the fact she only giggled and smirked when she caught him looking didn’t help.
He wasn’t as shy and uneasy about loving Equestrians as he’d once been, and had his current relationship with a certain Alicorn, apple farmer and seamstress not been an issue, he’d have probably taken up her rather blatant offer. As it was, her actions made him more uncomfortable than flattered. Even if he was in a herd, he didn’t think his marefriends would like him just laying anypony (or zebra) who offered to spread their legs for him.
Turning back to the entrance of the castle, he slowly made his way in, more because of the castle’s somewhat run down shape than out of any fear of creatures lurking in it. Luna had assured him the castle was safe when she invited him for her “surprise”, and he doubted she would’ve chosen a place that might injure one or both of them for what she probably had planned. He had no doubt she had some naughty fun in mind, the Alicorn never wasting a chance to bed him when they were able to meet.
“Luna? Are you in here?” he called, not certain where she was waiting for him. He knew her bedroom had to be one of the many rooms in the old castle, but which one was it?
“Oh? Is that you, dear Markie?” came the reply, a velvety purr coloring the words and making his spine tingle. He was no longer the shy, hesitant lover he’d been when they’d first consummated their relationship (and having three mares mating with him had certainly been nerve-wracking for him) and wasn’t the least bit ashamed to be turned on just by her sensual tone.
He quickened his pace, following the sound of her voice and the giggles that followed it. He turned into one room at the end of a long hallway and came face to face with the Alicorn of the Night. Wasting no time, he raced up to her and all but threw himself onto her, hands taking her cheeks and placing a gentle but loving kiss right on her lips.
His mate giggled and returned the kiss, wrapping her wings about him as she prodded his lips with her tongue, then pushed in upon being granted entry. Remembering what she loved most about his hands, one moved up to scratch behind an ear, the other caressing her neck and slowly making its way down to her flank. She snorted as their tongues danced and dueled, glad to see the more dominant parts of Mark were still there.
Mark was happily losing himself in his growing arousal, the thought of what his alicorn lover had in mind for him already making his pants uncomfortably tight. However, the foggy arousal filling his mind was momentarily broken when his hand came across more barrel than Luna should’ve had. With a confused hum, he reluctantly broke the kiss and looked down over her body...and staggered back, eyes wide.
“Hmm, what seems to be the problem, dear Mark?” asked Luna, giggling behind a hoof as she watched her lover stare in shock at her body.
Luna wasn’t quite as...indulgent as her sister, but she still had curves in the right places. Those curves now put her cake-plumped sister to shame. Her rump cheeks bulged out to the sides and rear, definitely larger than the ones her sister was so famous for. Her flanks and barrel were likewise rounded and bulging, giving her a pear shape. Said barrel hung quite low, causing her legs to stand further apart than normal.
All in all, she looked quite late into a pregnancy...though something in the back of Mark’s mind noted a few things off about the look. Said thought was overtaken at the moment by his shock and amazement.
“You...you’re...you...but we...only a few…! You can’t be!” he stammered, tripping over either his own feet or something on the floor and falling back onto something soft. A quick glance to the side revealed he was on a large bed.
“Hmm, perhaps you are more virile than you think? And I am a power alicorn, so perhaps I...cheated a little,” she said with a giggle, starting to walk up to him, her hooves clip-clopping against the floor. She timed her steps so as to make her larger barrel sway, the alicorn not missing Mark’s eyes following the movement.
It was then that rationality began to reassert itself in Mark’s mind and he looked Luna’s form objectively. She was larger, yes, and one could, at first, mistake her for being pregnant. But her barrel wasn’t showing the slightest bit of weight, her movements were too light and easy, and he doubted Luna would wait until she was this far along to let him know he’d knocked her up.
Something else was at play here.
“Alright Luna, you’ve had your little prank. And I admit, you got me good. But what’s really going on?” he asked, his tone soft, not a hint of resentment heard. He gave one of his warm smiles as she moved up to the bed and lifted her upper body up, pinning him down as she started to nuzzle and kiss his face.
“Hmm, I did indeed get you, did I not? And yes, you are correct, Mark. I am not pregnant. However, I dare say you know what’s going on. After all, twas your own dreams that inspired me,” she said, winking.
Mark’s hands returned to Luna’s body, rubbing along her swollen barrel and flanks, fingers testing the flesh. Rather than firm, barely yielding flesh, his fingers found the barest resistance. However, it wasn’t flab he was feeling, as her flesh was taut and smooth. Wracking his brain, it suddenly dawned on him what she’d seen in his dreams and what she’d done.
“Oh….you...you came in on some of my...naughty dreams, yes?” he asked, Luna humming and smirking as his cheeks flushed and his smile became bashful. He’d given her permission to enter and explore his dreams when they’d finally become lovers, though he’d made sure she understood that he had no control over them. She promised to never hold anything she saw against him and to immediately voice any concerns she might have.
“Hmm, I did indeed. And feel not ashamed, beloved Mark. You are hardly the first to have...naughty dreams about my sister and I. I could tell you quite a few stories about some of the fetishes I’ve seen used on us in the dreams of my little ponies,” she said, easing herself off of him and climbing onto the bed. She moved to the center and eased herself onto her side, Mark moving to rest against her barrel.
“Young Twilight’s letters tell of the lessons she gave you on the various tribes of Equestria. I take it this included lessons on anatomy and the like?” she asked, cooing and nickering as his fingers returned to her ear, idly scratching as he listened.
“Oh yes. I wanted to be sure I never did anything offensive, plus I wanted to see if you shared any attributes with equestrians back in my world. And being Twilight, the lessons were quite...detailed,” he said, chuckling. Twilight could really lose herself when she was teaching.
“Hmm, I have no doubt. So...did she happen to explain a certain difference between pegasai and non-pegasai? Specifically, an internal difference?” she asked, her own cheeks coloring. Even if she’d been bold enough to take advantage of said difference, it was still hard to discuss so casually.
Mark thought for a moment...then gulped and blushed deeper. He had a pretty good idea what Luna was referring to. His attention returned to her swollen barrel.
“They...their bodies produce helium rather than...the other kind of gas,” he said, his hand now rubbing her belly. Not only had Twilight told him about it, but he’d also seen it in action once. He’d come across Rainbow during one of her many lounge sessions, apparently burping without a care in the world. When Mark had noted her belches were more squeaky than anything else, she’d explained to him what the deal was.
She’d also explained to him what could happen if a pegasai had a rather extreme “helium attack” and didn’t let the gas out.
“But...Rainbow said it would take a lot of helium to make a pegasus balloon up. Are you telling me you...have you been holding it all in for a while? Just for me?” he asked, both amazed, amused and touched.
“Hmm, I maaaaay have cheated a little and used some magic to help. And we art lovers, dear Mark. Twould be unbecoming of me not to indulge your interests after how much you’ve indulged mine. Why, the amazing ear scratches you give have earned you that much by themselves, never mind the other ways you spoil your three lovers,” she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Plus...I would be lying if I said I wasn’t interested in this fetish myself. You’ll find that a princess can gain quite the submissive streak,” she said, suddenly rolling over onto her back, wings splayed out to the side. This put her swollen barrel and flanks out in the open.
“What do you think? Is it as interesting as your dreams seems to suggest?” she asked, silently inviting him to explore. He moved to straddle her, hands rubbing up and down her flanks, then over her belly. She nickered and giggled, squirming a bit as her expanded body made her flesh more sensitive. She noted his cock was hard and visibly throbbing in his shorts, letting her know he indeed found her appealing in that way.
“It’s...it’s so much...to take in. Never thought I’d actually see it. Hell, I never thought I’d have a girlfriend who would be willing to indulge it with me, never mind actually be interested in it,” he said, looking up at her with a grateful smile that made her heart flutter. As somepony raised on different customs and interests than the majority of Equestria, Luna knew how it felt to feel one’s interests would never be shared.
“Hmm, I promise, dear Mark, that myself and your other lovers will make up for all the years you spent without a significant other. One as sweet and kind as you didn’t deserve to be alone for so long,” she said, reaching up to caress his cheek. She then giggled and suddenly rolled over, throwing him off.
“Enough talk. We wish to explore this further, so would you like to see your Luna grow bigger?” she asked, getting off the bed and turning her rear towards him. Her horn flashed and a soft hissing sound filled the air, her belly and barrel resuming their expansion before his eyes. As he stared at the spectacle, Luna raised her tail and flashed a smirk at him over her shoulder. His eyes were soon drawn to her marehood, already winking and glistening in the moonlight.
“Wow. You’re...you’re actually turned on by this? You haven’t just been eager to bed me again?” he asked, a tad surprised the princess would be into something like this. It was one thing for her to indulge it out of her love for him. It was another to actually enjoy it herself.
He saw her blush as she looked over her shoulder at him, a bashful smile replacing her normally confident gaze. Her tail began to wag happily, the lovely scent of her arousal wafting over him.
“It’s...certainly peculiar. But it doesn’t feel unpleasant. And...if your dreams were any indication, it’s quite the method of bondage. I do find the idea of being a prisoner in my own body quite arousing, especially considering how powerful a body it is,” she said, striking a pose...and joining him in chuckling at how ridiculous it looked with her swollen body. “Now, enough talk. Mine body is not the only thing growing, so your princess commands you to get to work!”
Author's Note
So, after not writing for...a long time, I have returned. And I apologize that my return doesn't include new chapters of my main story. I'm afraid I'm still suffering writer's block there.
However, the beginnings of a side story to the main story were less restricted. I should mention this is my first time writing clop outside of an RP, so please be gentle with the criticisms.
I'm still working on the second part, but will hopefully have it up soon. Again, first time writing clop outside of an RP, so takes a bit of getting used to.
Mark wanted to sit and watch her expand, wanted to see his fetish carried out in the flesh. But he knew full well Luna wouldn’t like him simply watching, especially with how aroused she already was. So he wasted no time in moving up and pushing the throbbing bulge in his shorts against her bloated bum. His hands caressed her fat flanks, the expansion reaching them and starting to push them out.
“Hmm, you enjoy your princess fat with gas?” she teased, grinding her marehood against that bulge, a hoof pawing at the ground as her arousal grew with her body. She already resembled an overly pregnant mare who perhaps spent a bit too much time at the buffet, but she could also feel her teats expanding, the gas filling her chest and starting to fatten up her limbs. She could also feel her body growing lighter.
“Oh...love you no matter how you look, Luna! But...oh gods, to actually enjoy this,” he said, hands quickly going to his belt and undoing it, repeating the process with his fly and shedding his shorts and boxers. He didn’t waste time with his shirt, grinding his bare cock against the warm, moist flesh of her marehood. He could feel a climax building already and quickly pulled away, getting a whimper from his marefriend. However, upon feeling his hands pulling her marehood lips apart, she giggled in anticipation, knowing what he was up to.
While many of her male lovers had felt it proper that she orally pleasure them first, Mark was a surprising and pleasant change. Whenever he and his three lovers had had their fun, he’d always insisted on pleasing them first. Not always the same way, of course, but always first. And considering how amazing his hands felt compared to hooves and magic, they were rarely inclined to argue. And since Luna’s magic meant he could orgasm far more than normal, he was clearly doing it out of simple chivalry.
“Mmm, my apologies...ohhh...in advance...if I...oh gods...make a mess! This is...yessssssss…most delightful,” she cried as he attacked her marehood, licking up and down and in circles on her slit, then pushing his lips against her so his tongue could lash along her inner walls. He groped and squeezed her rear as the cheeks ballooned against his hands, her tunnel likewise swelling up around his tongue. He couldn’t see to be sure, but she was surely losing any semblance of a mare and taking on a ball shape. He could feel her body starting to lift off the ground, though slowly.
For a moment, a part of him wondered if Luna would enjoy something else from his dream...but he dismissed it for now. No sense in that when she was doing such a good job inflating herself.
He found her swollen (and still swelling) clit and gave it a gentle nip, drawing a squeal and a gush of her mare juices. She was getting close, and while he sometimes teased her and drew out her climax, he doubted she was feeling patient enough for it now.
And so he gave her clit an almighty bite, his reward being a loud neigh that echoed off the walls of the room. This was followed by a rather powerful squirt of her mare juices, Mark quickly pulling back before the squirting became too much. He let her coat his face and body, ignoring the feel of his shirt sticking to his chest.
He couldn’t be one hundred percent sure...but he could swear her climax was much more powerful. Was this because of the pressure in her? Or has she just been holding in more than her gas?
“Oh...oh sweet maker...that was...oh...words fail me,” came her voice from ahead, Luna sounding quite out of breath...but very content. He moved around her now massive body, noting that the hissing sound had stopped. He paused and took a good look at her.
Mark had seen Twilight’s hot air balloon a few times, and he tried to form it in his head and turn it to the side for a proper comparison.
Luna had to be almost as big around, though she wasn’t quite as long. Her limbs weren’t quite swollen into cones, but bulges had formed where they met her body. Speaking of body, it seemed most of the gas had filled her belly. Her back had rounded out a bit, but she wasn’t quite a total sphere. And her wings were completely untouched...though they were out in a nice wing-boner.
He moved around in front of her and looked up, seeing her face had been pulled back into her puffy body, her neck a fat inner tube. He hesitated for a moment, then began to roll her down, bringing her face to his.
She was blushing a lot more heavily now and her eyes seemed a bit...sparkly. But she met his with no trouble, a smile gracing her muzzle. He returned the smile and caressed her cheek, chuckling as he saw her ears had puffed up a bit. Not as much as he’d expected, but certainly enough to be obvious. Seeing his gaze at them, she shook her head as best she could.
“Neigh, not just yet, Mark. I wish to recover from that...glorious climax you just blessed me with. Besides, is it not your turn?” she asked, giggling when she saw his still throbbing cock, a bit of pre leaking from the tip. “Hmm, if I could find a way to show it off without being known, perhaps I could introduce a new standard of ‘sexy’,” she said.
“Heh, yeah, not that I’m ashamed or anything, but I don’t think this part of our relationship needs to be public,” he said, following her gaze. “Heh, you know, when I was eating you out, I briefly wondered if a literal blow-job was possible with you,” he said, feeling his own cheeks heat up more, his tongue licking his dry lips.
“Oh? Perhaps you’d like me to try it now? As much as I love your physique, I wouldn’t mind seeing how you look puffy,” she said with a very devious grin, slowly but audibly drawing air in through her nose. He felt his heart skip a beat...and his cock jump and spurt.
“Heh, as curious as I am, I don’t think it would be a good idea right now. We know you can inflate safely, but are you sure I can?” he asked, seeing her look of mischief soften into a concerned frown for a moment. She nodded, the smile returning as she moved to nuzzle his cock.
“Hmm, perhaps tis best. However, I doth believe I have a favor to return...and the sooner I finish, the sooner you can take your blimp properly!” she declared, tongue starting to lap at the head of his cock, happily licking up the pre that had coated it. He groaned and grunted, hands moving to caress her neck and cheeks. He may not have been insistent on getting a blow job, but he certainly didn’t mind them.
“Ohhh...have...uhhh...have you talked...Rarity and AJ about this?” he asked, thrusting a bit as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and suckled on it a bit, then pulled away with a loud pop.
“I did. I believe they’re currently...experimenting. Seems lady Applejack has already experienced it outside of the sexual play and they both wished to learn a bit more before they...indulged you. But rest assured, they were quite amicable to the idea,” she said, nickering and moaning as his hands found her ears. Being puffy, they were much more sensitive and it was all she could do not to become a purring kitten.
Focusing herself, she opened her maw and took his cock in, bobbing her head up and down as much as her swollen neck would allow. Mark showed his appreciation by starting to thrust, though keeping it gentle. His fingers teased all over her ears, Luna’s right hind hoof twitching and her tail wagging happily. She bobbed her head faster, easily suppressing her gag reflex to take more of him in with each dip.
“Ohh...getting...getting close,” he groaned, not having to ask how she wanted it. When she wanted him to cum on her face, she worked his cock like a popsicle; when she deep-throated him or kept it in her mouth, she wanted to swallow it down. And she made no move to free his cock, so she clearly wanted her delicious snack.
Luna slowed her bobbing and brought her head back until his cock head was in her mouth...and he came with a loud groan, thrusting as spurt after spurt of his seed filled her mouth. He knew he wasn’t as productive as a stallion (at least not without a little magical help), but Luna murred around his cock as she let him fill her mouth. He pulled away from her, her lips sealing shut as she audibly gulped, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes and a coy smile.
“Hmm, still delicious as always, beloved. Though I think I may start working some magic on you to make you more...productive. This expansion has me a bit curious about another type I’ve heard about,” she said, making a show of licking her chops like a feline after a nice meal. Speaking of magic, her horn glowed and a similar glow appeared around Mark’s cock, the human groaning as he slowly came to full staff again.
The first time Mark had needed a bit of magic to keep going after his first climax, he’d been so terribly apologetic that it had actually tugged at Luna’s heart. It was yet another reminder of his being the sole one of his kind here and thus knowing he was being compared to an Equestrian. However, his lovers had assured him that they’d know full well what they were getting when they decided they were all in love with him. And they wouldn’t trade what made him unique for the largest, most sexually-skilled stallion in Equestria.
“Hmm, are you ready to take me, dear Mark? I’m most eager to feel the difference being so full and tight will make,” she said, blushing as she accepted just how helpless she was right now, even with full use of her magic. In their past lovemaking sessions, it had been easy to make sure he kept her status in mind and remind him just who was the dominant lover. It would be different this time, her bloated form meaning she would be unable to tease him or control the process. And Alicorn magic like hers would require she be able to see what she was doing.
Mark offered her a warm smile, those hands of his once again scratching an ear. “You know I’d never do anything you didn’t like. And I’m not about to abuse the trust you’ve given me by doing this,” he said gently, playfully booping her nose. “Still...I hope you don’t mind if I...indulge myself a bit. You know how much I love your ass,” he said with a chuckle, rubbing a hand along her bloated barrel as he made his way behind her. Her body was floating about a foot off the ground, her magic keeping her from floating too high, but he still had to roll her back again to get at his target.
“Heh, you cum again, Luna? You’re drenched back here,” he said, certain she hadn’t been this messy when he’d made her cum. Her marehood was winking again and her tail was practically a blue blur. He got in the proper position...and gave her bloated butt a good spank, the sound echoing through her inflated cheeks and drawing a squeal from the mare.
“Ohhh, Marrrrkkkk! You promised not to tease meeee!” she whined, her ass cheeks much more sensitive like the rest of her, the delicious sting of that spank echoing through her privates and seeming to jolt her clit and labia. A gush of her juices came from her and she let out a needy whine, trying to push herself back with her wings.
He had indeed, and so he lined himself up with her sopping, hungry tunnel and began to push in. He grunted a bit as he felt the warm walls of her tunnel squeezing him, though it was more pleasant than anything. He’d always been a bit on the small side for her (not that she ever complained, as he could still work her privates in the most delightful ways), but now he actually felt just the right size. He began to thrust, grunting and groping her ass cheeks as he worked into a rythym.
“Oh yesss! Harder, please! You know...ohhh...I like it rough!” she cried, her wings starting to fidget in delight, her hooves flapping as much as they were able. He could work some magic on her when he took her normally...but now? Now she was so much tighter, her tunnel so much more sensitive that she could already feel the giant spring of her climax starting to coil inside of her. She grit her teeth and shook her head, willing it to slow. Mark still had a ways to go to reach his and she would not let herself be wore out before he came.
Mark obliged her and began to increase the pace of his thrusts, her tunnel walls undulating around him with the beating of her heart. He groped and squeezed her butt cheeks, making sure to rub over her cutie mark. He noted her puckered bumhole and moved a hand in between her butt cleavage, fingers stroking back and forth over her rear entrance.
“Oh...you naughty boy! Always teasing my other hole!” she cried, though they both knew she loved getting the dual stimulation. Heck, he’d done her in both holes more than once by using a toy. She neighed and groaned and squealed as his hips began to smack against hers, giggling at the hollow pangs the contact made. Perhaps it would be worth exploring what other kind of fun being a balloon could entail aside from the sexual type.
“Ohhh Lunaaaa...you...you want to cum first?” he grunted in between thrusts, her clenching tunnel making him unable to even think of holding his climax, pre already spurt into her. He gave her ass another smack to try and pull his mind from it, but it was as if her body were trying to suck his climax right out of him.
“Ohhh...don’t...don’t hold back! Let’s...let’s just… let it happen!” she cried, knowing she couldn’t hold back either, the pleasure sending lighting through her body and fogging her head. And sure enough, her climax came first, her walls clenching around his cock and her whole body seeming to clench as she came. She squealed and arched her back, wings stiff as planks, her hooves pushing out, a loud neigh escaping her gaping mouth.
Mark wasn’t far behind, her walls clenching hard and finally drawing his climax out, the human groaning and slamming himself flush with her so not a drop of seed was wasted. As far as he and everypony knew, he couldn’t knock up an Equestrian...but that didn’t mean Luna didn’t enjoy the feel of his seed filling her womb.
He felt his legs trying to buckle under him as his climax died off, his body drenched in sweat and his muscles feeling as if he’d just done a heavy workout. Luna was likewise slick with sweat, their juices leaking a bit from her marehood. Mark grunted and let himself all against her, breathing fast and hard as he waited for his body to recover.
“Luna...you...you still with me?” he asked, noting her tail was now slowly swaying back and forth in contentment, occasionally lifting to brush against him. A snort and a groan was his answer...followed by a light giggle.
“Hehe...sorry, dear Markie...but it seems I’ll only become a blissed out silly filly in your dreams,” she replied, her voice a soft purr. That got a chuckle from him, the human pulling himself free and staggering around to her front.
Luna’s face was the picture of relaxed contentment; cheeks slightly flushed, eyes semi-glazed, smile relaxed and full of warmth and pleasure. He didn’t know if her current state had a hand in it or if she was as she always was after their lovemaking, but it was a pleasant sight nonetheless.
“Hmm, always so content and beautiful after a good rut,” he said, moving over and sitting down a bit beside her, resting against her body. With a bit of effort, she moved her head enough to nuzzle his head, Mark lifting his so he could kiss her on the lips. It wasn’t a chaste kiss, but it wasn’t a hot one. Just two lovers enjoying being close.
“I must say, Mark, that that was quite the experience. Perhaps there are other hidden delights in your dreams that I have been missing out on,” she said, idly wondering why it’d never occurred to her to try this fetish before. She also couldn’t help but wonder how her sister would take swelling up into a big balloon. “Hmm, might you be up for resting upon my back, beloved? I’m not quite ready to deflate and I’m sure you would like to rest and recuperate,” she said, certain that she was wide enough back there to be an impromptu bed for him.
“Oh, you know I’m always up for our after-sex cuddles,” he teased, chuckling as she lifted him in her magic and deposited him onto her back. He got comfortable between her wings and moved up a bit so he could rest his head upon the fat tube of her neck. She nickered her appreciation and brought her wings down over him.
“You said Rarity and Applejack were looking into this. I take it they’re interested in the fetish as well?” he asked, idly caressing her neck.
“Oh, Applejack was certainly open to it. Rarity...well, she might require some convincing. I dare say that’s part of what’s being done right now,” she said, rather curious herself as to how the other two mares felt about it.
"And...how do you feel about Zecora?" he asked, suddenly remembering the rather interesting journey he'd had coming out to the castle. While he wasn't sure how serious Zecora's flirtations had been, he didn't want to leave her feeling led on.
"Hmm, well, I do trust her enough to guide my beloved through the Everfree. Why?" asked Luna, trying to turn and look at him, an eyebrow raised. She wasn't too familiar with the zebra on a personal level, having only really met her during her first Nightmare Night celebration in Ponyville. She seemed harmless enough, if certainly not sharing many pony customs.
"Heh, well, she was rather...flirty while bringing me out here. Nothing too extreme, but even I could tell she wasn't just teasing me. I think she wants a roll in the hay, as Applejack would call it. I know I have to talk with her and Rarity about it too, but...well...would you be open to me indulging her?"
Elsewhere
“To his herd, Markie is unquestionably loyal. And that, I know well, I should never wish to foil.”
Zecora had certainly enjoyed her time with the famous "Equestria's Only Human", even if he'd clearly been bashful in reply to her flirtations. Despite what she knew many thought (and which she didn't really care about), she didn't consider herself a slut when it came to sex. She just wasn't interested in only being with one lover...at least not yet. And so long as the other party was willing, she saw no reason to deny their interest in her.
Still, she knew about Mark's herd and could appreciate his unwillingness to be unfaithful at the moment. That didn't make her interest in him disappear...especially after she'd gotten such a show after deciding to be a voyeur. Her marehood was still drooling from the climax she'd given herself from the show.
"But he's also unusual, so full of potion potential. And that he is kind yet so kinky makes his presence essential."
It certainly wouldn't hurt to ask. And she doubted his herdmates would treat a simple request with much hostility so long as she was respectful about their relationship. And, looking over some of her many potions, she could think of a few ways to make her request more appealing.
"I could ask of his herd that they might allow me his use. And perhaps him, by inflation, I might successfully seduce?"
Author's Note
There will be one more chapter showing what AJ and Rarity have been up to.
Do be gentle with the criticism, as I'm sure there'll be plenty. As I've said, this is the first lewd work I've done outside of an RP and I know it's not award-winning material.
And mucho appreciation to Firesight - Fimfiction for helping me write out the lines from our favorite zebra. I couldn't do it to save my life.
