Anon’s eyes fluttered open, as he was stirred awake. A warm wet sensation had pulled him away from his slumber, and, as Celestia’s sun shimmered light into his bedroom, he groggily rubbed his eyes.
The sounds of wet slurping rang in his ears, as a wave of pleasure washed over his sleepy form. Wincing from the sensations accosting him, the sounds of muffled moans meeting him, he raised his head and glanced towards his crotch. A smile split his countenance, as he was greeted by four lustful, obedient gazes.
Dutifully worshiping his package, starting their day off by blowing him as ordered to, his four slaves hungrily fulfilled their directions. Licking up and down his shaft, Sunset and Starlight eyed him with sultry looks, giggling to themselves and they hungrily lapped at him. Below them, laying between his spread legs, Mayor Mare and Lightning Dust eagerly suckled on his nuts. Losing themselves to his euphoric flavor, their eyes were lidded as they moaned with their mouths full.
Laying his head back down, he gave a pleased sigh of relief. He couldn’t help but return to a thought that often crossed his mind - how this all wasn’t a dream. Waking up to four stunning mares obediently worshiping his package was something straight out of a smutty, power fantasy story, but for him it was reality. Giving an audible groan of pleasure, he felt all four mares up their efforts after they realized he had awoken.
Feeling his legs shudder with pleasure, he slowly raised his head to look at them again. “Good morning, slaves~”
Sunset pulled her muzzle back, licking her lips as she broke a trail of saliva connecting her to his package. “Morning, Master!” She swiftly dove right back down onto his cock, moaning as she wrapped her lips around it. “Mmmph!~”
Starlight followed, forced off his cock as Sunset began to deep throat him. “First thing we do when we wake up - offer and use our bodies to please you.” She continued, rephrasing the command he gave them the night prior. “Which meant sucking your perfect cock right away!”
Below her, Mayor Mare and Lightning Dust deeply moaned, eyes rolling back as they personally lost themselves to his musk and taste. Hungrily suckling on his pendulous orbs, they couldn’t bring themselves to pull away and reply.
“Seems all of you are enjoying yourselves~” he chuckled, sighing with pleasure as he felt his slaves going to work on him. He glanced out the window, and met the morning sun. “But as much as I’d love to savor you all worshiping me, we don’t have too much time to waste.”
Truthfully, sunrise had barely just occurred, hinting at the early hours of the morning. A majority of Ponyville was still asleep, with a scant few ponies waking up to begin their morning routines - mainly setting up their shops and stalls. Even if he wanted to lavish in the tongue bath he was getting from his sluts, he knew full well the primary target he had his sights set on was beginning to roll out of bed herself - Mrs. Cake.
She was going to be an absolutely vital asset for his eventual encounter with Pinkie Pie, and so, he had to make sure everything went smoothly. Mayor Mare had suggested the night prior that he meet the mare at the very start of the day, before Sugarcube Corner was opened, thus ensuring he wouldn’t be affected or bothered by any customers. That, accompanied with his downright unending excitement to add the plump milf to his collection, was the core reason for him to be in a partial rush.
He felt his slaves begin to pause their efforts, understanding his words and heeding them. Glancing down, seeing the beautiful sight of their enthralled states, he grit his teeth and glanced out the window. Even though he had to be at Sugarcube Corner as soon as possible, he still had sometime to spare, so there wasn’t any harm in taking a few moments to have some fun.
“All four of you, go to the foot of my bed. I want each of you to put your ass towards me, raise your tail, and shake your perfect flanks. I’ll choose one of you to fuck before I go,” he commanded, waving his hand before him.
Near immediately, his four slaves complied. Scrambling up and away from his groin, they all rose up onto their legs. Assembling at the end of his bed, they swiftly lined up beside each other, before looking at him with adoration.
“Yes, Master~” they replied in unison, before whirling around and putting their rears towards him.
What met him next was a sight that made his heart skip a beat. Asses beside each other, each one of his slaves flagged their tail, before looking back over their shoulder at him and beginning to shake their flanks. It was a lineup of jiggling rears that’d make any guy go absolutely feral with lust, and he wasn’t too far from reaching such a state himself.
On the far left was Starlight, eagerly bouncing her rear as her cheeks clapped with each and every motion she made. That pink rump of hers swayed wondrously, showing off what she had to offer as she looked back at him with lust in her eyes.
To her right was Lightning Dust. Though the pegasus’ flank wasn’t as thick as her fellow slaves’, she made up for it with speed. She rapidly shook her ass, far quicker than the rest, as her toned flanks bounced subtly from her efforts.
Beside Dust was Mayor Mare. She easily had the plumpest rump out of his current harem, and she was more than happy to show it off. Each shake of her rear made her flanks ripple, showcasing the absurdly soft, plump flesh she had to offer.
Finally, on the far right was his most recent slave, Sunset Shimmer. Just as he had noticed when he first claimed her, she was nearly identical in proportion to Starlight. Her ass bounced in sync with the other unicorn, showing off her wondrous curves with a beautiful showcase of slutty skill.
He watched on, utterly enthralled by the degenerate display before him. The fact that all four of these wonderful mares were eager to obey him was still something beyond his wildest dreams. They were forever under the mind control spell, more than happy to submit to his every wish. He witnessed their marehoods hungrily wink and their juices dripping down their thighs with each and every movement they made. Although it had only been a few days, he had made phenomenal progress on furthering his collection of fucktoys.
“Mmmm ~ Master, if I may…” Mayor Mare suddenly began, snapping him out of his trance.
Shaking his head, getting his grip together, he reluctantly pulled his attention away from the four juicy, bouncing flanks before him and towards her face. “Yes, slave?”
“Well,” she hesitantly began, continuing to shake her flanks for him. “As much as I’d love to be rutted by you, and as much as I love showing off my fat, slave ass for you, I still have to go take care of Mr. Cake.”
Anon snickered at her slutty terminology, before blinking wildly and facepalming at his own stupidity. He had nearly forgotten that part of their plan to enthrall Mrs. Cake was to have Mayor Mare distract her husband. She had already prepared numerous documents for the poor stallion to fill out at Town Hall, something that’d take him nearly all day. With him not around, Mrs. Cake would be far simpler of a task to enthrall.
“Right,” he mumbled, frowning a portion. “You can stop then. Head out to Sugarcube Corner and take care of Mr. Cake.” He pointed at her, licking his lips. “For so selflessly sacrificing a chance at riding my cock for the better of my collection, I’ll be sure to pound you senseless later~”
Mayor Mare bit her lip, her marehood winking at his remark as she paused her motions. “Thank you, Master ~ I can’t wait to be used by you.” She, reluctantly, turned her attention towards the door, making her way towards it to leave. “I should have Mr. Cake away from Sugarcube Corner in ten or so minutes.” She began to exit, pausing and shaking her flanks one last time for her Master. “After that, Mrs. Cake is all yours for the taking~”
Watching her take her leave, Anon let out a sigh and glanced over a Starlight. Watching her still continue to eagerly showcase her body to him was admirable, but unfortunately wouldn’t suffice with the current circumstances.
“As much as I’d love to fill you up again, Starlight, I need you not leaking cum when we’re going out - which is soon,” he stated, flippantly swaying his hand towards her. “You can stop shaking that wonderful ass of yours and prepare the book. You studied some more spells in it with Sunset last night, right?”
Starlight slowed her motions, glancing back at him. “Yes I did, Master.” She soon frowned, pouting her lip. “B-but, you can rut me still before we go! I…I can clean up real quick!”
Anon shook his head, raising a brow at her. “We both know once you start getting fucked you’re a mess for at least an hour. I’ll use you soon, slave, don’t worry.”
“Plus, last I checked you got literally mating pressed into the mattress till you were screaming last night…” Lightning Dust grumbled, continuing her fast-paced thrusts back into the empty air.
Anon rolled his eyes, tilting his head towards his fiesty pegasus slave. “Y’know, I’ve sampled that tight cunt of yours already.” He pointed over at Sunset, gazing at her ass hungrily while he did so. “But I’ve yet to use her pussy, I only ruined her tight backdoor so far.”
“W-wait, Master!” Dust blurted out, reaching back with a wing and spreading her tailhole a portion. “You haven’t used my asshole though! It’s super tight! And…and it feels great! I can milk your cock better than anypony else!”
Anon eyed the pegasus’ backdoor, feeling his member throb at the sight of it. He had to force his eyes away from it, shaking his head, before continuing. “I’m sure it is, and I’m totally sure you can. I’ll make sure to fuck your asshole so hard you’ll be a quivering mess - just not right now.”
Dust groaned, halting her shaking and scoffing. “Fine, but you better make sure I can’t even walk straight after you do, Master.”
Sunset perked up, shaking her rear even faster as a realization dawned on her. “Does that mean I won, Master? Did I please you?”
Anon didn’t reply, simply giving her a firm nod and beckoning her towards him. An ecstatic grin split her muzzle, as her marehood began to wantonly wink with excitement. She didn’t hesitate for a moment, quickly scurrying up the bed and towards him. Hungrily licking her lips as she eyed his cock, the hearts in her enslaved eyes glowing excitedly, she whirled around and put her rump towards him. Swaying her hips seductively, she glanced back at him and threw him a sultry look. Gradually she began to lower herself, kissing her folds with the tip of his cock.
Anon bit his lip, his anticipation building with Sunset’s teasing display as he raised a hand and smacked her ass right on her corrupted cutie mark. “You truly are such a slutty, obedient slave now ~ aren’t you?”
She giggled, raising her tail a portion so her asshole was on clear display whilst she hovered right above his tip. “Only because you so graciously showed me the light of being your loyal bitch, Master~” She threw herself down, sliding his cock into her depths in one swift motion. She threw her head back, letting out a deep moan as her eyes fluttered. “Nnnnngh ~ And I’m eternally grateful~”
Anon winced with pleasure, feeling Sunset begin to eagerly ride his cock. Each time she moved up, her walls clenched onto him tightly, loosening with every plunge down she made. Those light amber cheeks of hers rippled with each slam she made, as she moaned happily each time he filled her depths. He couldn’t resist, as he met her ass with a firm smack every few moments, earning an ecstatic yelp from her.
To his side, hovering over the book, Lightning Dust and Starlight were having a discussion amongst themselves. He wasn’t sure what exactly they were talking about, but they were likely talking while trying to contain their envy of Sunset at the current moment. Though, from their hungrily winking snatches and the beads of their essence dripping down their wondrous thighs - he could only assume they were failing at it.
“Mmmph! Thank you, Master! Thank you for making me a slave!” Sunset wailed, picking up her tempo as she lost herself to her lust.
Anon chuckled, feeling her shaking above him, seemingly nearing a climax already. “Good girl, keep thanking me.” He grit his teeth, feeling the inklings of his own peak stirring within him. That morning blowing withered his stamina substantially. “I’ll give you a reward if you do good enough~”
Sunset’s eyes went wide, as she picked up her speed even more. “Thank you for fixing me, Master!” She slammed her ass down against him, causing wet smacks to ring out. “Thank you for reshaping my mind!” Her marehood began to convulse around his cock, her endurance fading. “Thank you for showing me my true purpose! My purpose as a fucktoy for you! Nnngh! As your obedient sex slave! Ahn!”
Anon slapped her rump again, wincing as he was growing ever closer to his brink. “Your old life doesn’t matter ~ isn’t that right?”
She gasped for air, lost in the throes of bliss. “Mmmph! Nothing else besides you matters, Master! Nothing else but you and your amazing…”
Before she could finish, he gripped down on her hips hard, slamming her down onto him and forcing his entire cock into her. Kissing her womb with his tip, having dove into her depths more than any creature ever would, he released a deep, guttural snarl. His balls hiked up as his climax finally arrived.
His cock flared out, as rope after rope of seed shot through his member, as he opened an eye and bellowed. “My what?”
Sunset’s eyes went wide as she felt his tool fill her entirely. Her womb was teased by the head of his cock, but before she could release an ecstatic moan, it happened. She felt the first, euphoric load of her Master’s molten seed shoot into her, followed by another, and another, before she threw her head back and screamed out in pure bliss.
“Your cock! Your amazing, perfect cock! The - mmmmph! The cock that made me your bitch!”
Her entire body tensed up, her own climax finally striking. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled back, and her slack-jawed face formed a broken, joyous smile. She began to shudder, her every limb twitching lightly as her nerves went alight with pleasure. She wavered in and out of consciousness, feeling her womb flood with his seed, quickly leading to her entire marehood overflowing with her Master’s gift.
“Your cumslut! Your eager whore! Your slut! That’s all I am now! A slave! Master’s slave! Y-your slave!”
Anon chuckled, turning his attention to the side as he heard a pair of moans. Just as he expected, Starlight and Dust were unable to contain their own desires. Kissing one another intensely, all while rubbing each other’s snatches eagerly, the two were locked in a carnal display. Glimmer’s magic shrouded both their crotchtits, twisting and teasing her own, modestly large ones whilst doing the same to Dust’s smaller, perkier own.
He smiled, watching them both spasm in one another’s embrace, a climax rocking through them both as well. He turned his attention back towards Sunset, watching as she herself was reaching the end of her own orgasm. He let out a deep breath, feeling the remnants of his peak spurt out of his tool with one final rope of seed.
Feeling Sunset breathing heavily on top of him, her blissful spasms finally ending, he smacked her rump and snapped her out of the miasma of ecstasy she was in. “Good slave, congratulations on having me claim your pussy for the first time~”
“Hehe…” Sunset giggled, almost drunkenly. “T-thank you, Master…”
He groped her flanks, feeling her up as she gently rocked herself up and down his cock. He gripped down on her recently acquired new cutie mark, licking his lips. It was the sign that she was his property, and he was eager to add more ponies to the fold. Gently rubbing her back, he ushered her to unsheathe his dick from her stuffed pussy.
Though reluctantly, she obeyed his demand. Shakily rising up, he watched as his cock slipped out of her marehood, a cascade of cum gushing out of her depths soon after. Feeling his groin and member get coated in seed, he glanced over at Lightning Dust.
“Dust, come be a good slave and clean me up.”
Near instantly, the pegasus broke her embrace with Starlight, spread her wings fully, and zipped over towards the bed. Not waiting for another word, she opened her maw and dove down onto his cock. She engulfed his member in one single dive, slipping it down her throat. She dragged her tongue along the underside of his tool, looking up at him with her heart-filled eyes all the while.
Holding in a giggle from seeing her determination and speed on full display, he glanced over at Starlight. “What were you two talking about?”
“Oh -” Starlight began, wiping Dust’s saliva off her face, “just deciding which set of spells and methods seemed the most fun to enslave Mrs. Cake with.” She glanced at the clock, raising a brow and eyeing him. “We should probably get going soon.”
“Ha!” Lightning Dust cheered, lapping up the remnants of cum around Anon’s groin. “Good thing I’m fast and obsessed with Master’s cock! I cleaned him up real quick!”
He rolled his eyes, reaching out and tussling the pegasus’ mane. “And, as usual, you’re amazing at sucking cock, slave.”
Dust leaned into his hand, making a noise akin to a purr from his touch. “Thank you, Master ~ I exist for your pleasure!”
Anon turned his attention towards Starlight, nodding his head. “You’re right, we should probably get going.” He reached his other hand out to pet Sunset, who was laying right beside him. “You and Dust are going to stay here, okay? You can’t help enslave our next friend sadly.”
“We understand, Master,” Sunset followed, nodding her head.
“I’m sure she’ll make a great slut for you!” Dust snickered, eyeing him devilishly. “Juuust not as good as me~”
Anon huffed air out his nostrils, fighting back a snort at the pegasus’ adorable insistence on her greatness. Whenever he’d eventually add Rainbow Dash to his list of thralls, he was sure going to be in for a fun time whenever he had them together. Scooting back, freeing himself from Dust, he rolled off his bed and stood up straight.
Quickly, he threw on some clothes - clothes he didn’t expect to have on for long. “Say, Starlight, what’s the game plan this time?”
“Nothing too crazy, gotta save the real fun stuff for later down the line.” She eyed the clock again, nervously glancing outside. “We can discuss how to make Mrs. Cake your slave on the way there. Mayor Mare’s got Mr. Cake out of Sugarcube Corner by now.”
Anon nodded his head, before a devious grin split his countenance and he glanced back at Sunset and Dust. “And Dust…” He began walking towards the exit of his bedroom, pausing right as he was about to leave. “Lap up every bit of my cum inside Sunset’s pussy.”
The unicorn’s eyes went wide with confusion, as she perked up in his bed. “Wait, Master, wha - nnnnngh!”
Sunset’s retort was swiftly cut off, as, in typical Lightning Dust fashion, the pegasus zoomed over towards her and dove right into her muff. Anon giggled to himself, making his way towards the exit of his home accompanied by Starlight, the sounds of eager moans ringing in his ears as the door cracked open and he was greeted with the early morning air.
It was a short walk to Sugarcube Corner, but what awaited him was making him eager to almost sprint.
His next slave was awaiting him.
“So, that’s what we’re doing?” Anon inquired, hastily closing distance on Sugarcube Corner.
Starlight shrugged, eyeing the sweet shop as they grew closer to it. “A heat spell plus the original enslavement spell, yeah. I know it’s nothing special but I want to save every bit of magic I can before Pinkie Pie.” She scrunched her muzzle, slightly concerned. “I do hope that doesn’t upset you, Master.”
Anon sighed, continuing his walk towards Sugarcube Corner. Morning had just recently set upon the small village of Ponyville, and, even with his brief breeding of Sunset Shimmer taking up some time, a majority of the town was still asleep. He saw a handful of ponies waltzing around, some he was personally familiar with and some he wasn’t - regardless, he’d ensure they’d all become his one day.
“Nah, it doesn’t upset me one bit. Don’t worry,” he replied, reaching out and affectionately tussling her mane. “I end up with a new, milf plaything one way or another. How could I complain about that?”
Starlight giggled, rolling her eyes at her Master’s eagerness to enslave. “You’ve gotten a lot more forward with adding new ponies to your collection.” She glanced back at her flank, seeing her usual cutie mark. “I don’t know if I’ll have enough magic to disguise every pony you claim.”
“You could always teach Sunset the spell too, thankfully,” he replied, slipping a hand into his pocket and waving hello to a passing stallion with the other.
Starlight smirked, thinking to herself for a moment. “That’s true, but I’ve been meaning to ask. You seemed so hesitant when it came to enslaving me, and even Mayor Mare, but with Lightning Dust and Sunset Shimmer you were all gung-ho. Not that I’m against it, but what changed?”
“Because the second I found out that Princess Sunbutt of the ‘Fuck You Anon Club’ was working against me, I got more angry than anything.” He furrowed his brow, eyeing Sugarcube Corner as it grew ever closer. “Guess you can say finding out that Celestia was plotting against me was the nail in my morality’s coffin.”
Starlight eyed him up and down, realizing his demeanor and attitude did change a fair amount after finding all that out. “That’s fair, Master. Eventually she’ll be another loyal slave in your collection, just like the rest of us.” She wickedly smiled, eyeing him intensely. “Then you can punish her for daring to work against you.”
Anon smiled, looking over at his first slave. “Let’s hope things go smoothly enough to ever even get to that point. For now however,” he paused his walk, stopping just in front of Sugarcube Corner, “let’s take it one slave at a time.”
He eyed the cozy shop, taking a deep breath. Glancing over at Starlight, seeing her wave the book in front of her with her magic, he nodded his head in agreement and stepped up towards the door. Taking a deep breath, preparing to put on his acting shoes, he firmly knocked on the front door.
Albeit the sign in the window read ‘Closed’, the sounds of clattering pans and more rang out from inside. He could’ve sworn he heard a worried ‘oh dear’ sound out after a rather loud bang, but he didn’t have much time to dwell on it. Shortly after knocking, the sound of a lock being undone was heard, before the door swung open and he and Starlight were greeted by none other than Mrs. Cake.
“O-oh!” she began, surprised by the ponies greeting her. “Anon! Starlight Glimmer! How nice to see you both!” Her face quickly shifted to a frown, as she glanced behind her and inside. “I-I’m terribly sorry but I don’t think I’m anywhere near ready to open up for the day! Mr. Cake was called to Town Hall by the mayor and I’m painfully behind.”
Anon raised a brow, stretching himself up and glancing behind her. The inside wasn’t a total mess, but it was evidently clear she was frantically trying to make a bunch of baked goods for the day. Without Pinkie Pie, things were already slower, but with her husband now gone it made running the shop an absolute mission.
“Well, if that’s the case,” he started, giving her a warm smile, “why don’t we help you out?”
Mrs. Cake’s eyes went wide, as she looked between the two with confusion. “P-Pardon? I couldn’t possibly ask you two for such a thing! Well, I’ve got so much fudge, and cupcakes, and cake, and muffins, and…well a lot to make is what I’m saying.”
Starlight shrugged, smiling over at her as well. “Anon and I were just gonna grab a bite and maybe test some new spells. We didn’t have much planned, so we don’t mind!”
“I…well,” Mrs. Cake hesitated, shaking her head and smiling. “I’d be really thankful for a helping hoof, or” she glanced at Anon, giggling, “hand.” She stamped her hoof on the ground, firmly glaring at them both. “But I’m gonna give you two sweethearts a nice dessert treat for helping at all!”
Anon and Starlight exchanged glances, smirking at one another before looking back at Mrs. Cake. Both nodded their heads in understanding, affirming that they accepted her caring ‘threat’ of a lovely dessert. Though, as Anon watched her turn around to let them into her shop, he was greeted with the sweetest cake he could be offered.
He was met with a wonderful view of Mrs. Cake’s ample, shapely, and absolutely plump backside. Mayor Mare may have had a generous ass, but the sweet shop owner downright eclipsed her. Her flanks bounced generously with each step she took, as her wide hips swayed with her motions. Her short figure helped emphasize her rump by a substantial amount, and he could tell she was going to make a surprisingly fun addition to his harem.
He didn’t only get a glimpse of her rump though. Laying between her meaty thighs were an extremely generous pair of tits. Easily the biggest he had seen on any mare so far, they looked perfect to grab and suck on - or slide a cock between, which he had full intention of doing soon enough. As she unintentionally swayed her full hips and jiggled her rump, he got the slightest peek at what lay under her tail. Even if it was for a split second, he knew she had a deliciously plump pussy and an asshole that could take cock for days.
Feeling his dick begin to harden, pressing against the confines of his jeans, he quickly scurried into the quaint shop. With Starlight tailing him, hungrily eyeing the growing bulge in his pants, she shut the door behind them and locked it. Now isolated with their target, their plan was ready to begin.
“Now, the mess isn’t a problem at all,” Mrs. Cake noted, bending down and picking up a few pots that had fallen, nearly making Anon faint with the sight of her goods being put fully on display for him. “But I could definitely use some help baking today’s treats.”
A wicked grin formed across Anon’s face. Ponies knew nothing of human culture, to the point where he could openly lie about customs from his home and they’d blindly believe it. If he said humans acted or needed certain things, they’d always believe him - as there was nobody in the world to call him out. He had intentions to manipulate the naive milf with this, and he had hoped she’d suggest he help with baking.
“Mrs. Cake, we’d be happy to help!” he replied, eyeing her unknowingly showing off her assets. “You are aware of how humans bake though, right?”
Mrs. Cake rose up, glancing back at him. “Um…well fudge! I have no idea! Is there something you need?”
He shook his head, putting his hands on his hips. “Nah, quite the opposite actually.” He gripped his belt, slowly undoing it. “I actually need to get rid of something.”
The older mare’s eyes went wide, as she watched him swiftly undo his belt and toss it aside. She looked on as he gripped the bottom of his shirt, quickly lifting it up and off his body. She quickly deduced what he was getting at, having witnessed him strip halfway as is, and gulped. She knew the rules about being anywhere near sexual with him, but this was just his culture, right?
“O-oh?!” she hollered out suddenly, nervously eyeing him grabbing his waistband. “I…I thought you said it was super taboo for your kind to not wear your clothes! I heard you were adamant about wearing some when you first arrived!”
Anon shrugged, beginning to pull down his pants. “Yeah it’s super taboo but - uh…” He paused for a moment, trying to figure out how to word his lie. “My people always bake and cook in the nude. You’ve never seen me do either before, so I totally understand why you’re surprised. Is it okay?”
“O-of course! It’s not like we ponies wear clothes right?” she awkwardly chuckled in response, watching as he nodded his head in understanding.
She remained still, intensely watching as he began to lower his pants. She wasn’t sexually into him at all, he was simply too odd and exotic for her. Though she and Mr. Cake were swingers, she wouldn’t shoot for him even if she was interested - as Celestia stated against such action. However, she was rather interested in what he had underneath all those clothes. Nopony ever really saw him in the buff, so curiosity couldn’t be denied, as she eagerly awaited what he looked like fully undressed.
It was odd that he wore clothing all the time, and she couldn’t possibly imagine why his race had to be nude when they baked, but again, she, alongside all other ponies, knew nothing of his home. She simply had to trust the process. Though, as his pants fully dropped, her heart skipped a beat.
Out sprang one of the largest, thickest cocks she had ever seen. It was shaped differently than a stallionhood, but she couldn’t help but gawk at the sheer size he seemed to have. It throbbed with each beat of his heart, and he had a set of large nuts to go with it. He was as big as some of the most hung studs she had seen, taking her aback.
“Oh fudge,” she mumbled under her breath, eyeing his member.
Anon let his dick stand proudly before him, a cocky smirk splitting his countenance as he watched Mrs. Cake look on at it. “Pardon?”
She snapped out of it, shaking her head intensely. “N-nothing, sweetie! Just haven’t ever seen you undressed! You’re definitely a lot different than any stallion I’ve seen!”
He chuckled at her flustered response, fully confident she was surprised by his length. He was curious why she didn’t question why he was hard, but he had to assume she thought it was normal. Either way, his little plan was in motion. She obviously wasn’t turned on, yet, since she was adamantly against him sexually like all ponies were, but he had impressed her. That was a start.
“Yeah, my anatomy is definitely a bit different from anything else in Equestria.” He put his hands on his side, standing tall and proud. “Well, lead the way!”
“Sure thing, hun!” Mrs. Cake chirped, wheeling around and making her way towards the back. “Just come meet me in the kitchen when you’re ready!”
Anon licked his lips as he watched the mare walk away. She had ass for days, and he was absolutely thrilled to ruin her. Though, watching as she left his view and entered the kitchen, a warm and wet sensation suddenly met him. Glancing downwards, pressing her muzzle into his groin, was Starlight. She hungrily lapped at his nuts, jumping on him like a hawk the second Mrs. Cake had left.
“S-Starlight!” he blurted out, reaching down and pulling her away. “What the hell are you doing!”
Her eyes remained glued to his cock, as she gulped. “I…I’m sorry, Master. It’s so hard to resist! I’m already so excited to add a new slave to your collection, so having your amazing cock out like that was…”
Anon crossed his arms, watching as she averted her gaze. “Starlight, a good slave doesn’t do that. You’re gonna be a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes! Of course, Master! I live to serve you!” she quickly replied, keeping her voice low enough so that Mrs. Cake wouldn’t hear.
He leaned forward, petting her mane lovingly. “I know you do ~ So, be a good slut and keep yourself under control. You hungrily sucking my cock is kinda a dead giveaway.”
Starlight took a deep breath, attempting to compose herself. A bead of her essence dripped down her inner thigh as her tail twitched - fighting against her as she did her best to keep it down. “Yes, Master. I’ll do my best.”
“Heya! Are you two coming? Todays gonna be a super busy day, so there’s lots to make!” Mrs. Cake yelled out from the kitchen, wholly unaware of the amorous situation occurring in her shop’s dining area.
“On our way!” Anon yelled back, turning his attention towards Starlight. “Y’know the plan, Glimmy. Start channeling the heat spell right away.” He rose back up, flexing his cock before her. “With Anon Jr. out to play, I’m sure she’ll cave to her needs sooner than later~”
Starlight eyed his dick again, taking a deep breath as she fought to control her urges. “This is a hot addition to our plan, Master, but you’re also completely torturing me.”
He shrugged, turning and beginning to make his way to the kitchen. “Maybe ~ but that just makes it more fun!”
She rolled her eyes, chuckling a bit from her Master’s carefree response. She idolized him, dedicating her entire existence to him from now on, but she couldn’t help but think he was an absolute dork at times. Focusing both on her horn and her tail still trying to flag itself, she began channeling magic within it. The book in her saddle bag shimmered with dark magic, as its power flowed from its very pages and into her horn.
She was taken aback from the sudden surge of magic in her, wholly unprepared for just how much Sunset’s additional output of power did. It was essentially doubled, as she would’ve thought, and it was now a fair bit harder to control. Still, it wasn’t something beyond her ability, and after a few short moments she had it fully grasped. Focusing an aura-based estrus spell from the ancient tome into her horn, she carefully weaved magic to make it essentially invisible to the naked eye. With her horn seemingly inactive magic wise, she smirked to herself and began to trot towards the kitchen as well.
Anon slipped into Sugarcube Corner’s kitchen, glancing around within it. An array of pots, pans, measuring spoons, ingredients, and more littered the shelves and tables, as Mrs. Cake slowly put a bag of flour onto the table.
“Agh,” she mumbled, struggling to place down the sack of baking material. “Not having Mr. Cake or Pinkie Pie here right now meant doing all this would’ve been impossible before you showed up.” She turned to look at Anon, smiling. “Thank you again, I definitely owe you two a cake and some more!”
Anon waved a hand before him dismissively, feeling the cool air of the kitchen press against his nude form. “You don’t gotta! I’m always happy to help my favorite baker~”
She made to reply, but as soon as Starlight entered the room she paused. Her eyes widened a bit, as a sudden wave of warmth shrouded her body. Scrunching her muzzle, she felt the heat radiating around her flow over her, until it reached her rear. Only then did she realize what was happening, as a blush seeped into her cheeks.
“Mmph…cheese and crackers..” she nervously mumbled, biting her lip.
Starlight threw on a concerned look, raising a brow at the earth pony. “Is something the matter, Mrs. Cake?” She had to fight back a snicker, as she tilted her head curiously. “You seem a bit…flushed?”
Mrs. Cake didn’t reply right away, not because she didn’t want to answer but because she was going wild with confusion. She knew this sensation, it was unmistakable for any mare. The early signs of an estrus cycle were always worrisome for a pony, but that wasn’t the core of her concern. The thing that baffled her was the fact that she just finished her previous heat cycle, meaning she should’ve been home free from any unwanted arousal for quite some time! Though as she felt her plump marehood tingle with excitement, she knew there was no denying it.
Blush deepening, knowing she’d have to receive some love from Mr. Cake or one of the studs she swung with here and there later, she stammered a reply. “Y-yup! I'm as peachy as could be! Just - uhm - thinking of what to make you two as a thank you!”
“Right, well, what’s first on the agenda?” Anon asked, slowly walking past her and towards the assortment of pots and pans on the table.
As he walked past, she couldn’t help but glue her eyes onto his cock. It was big, really big, and all of the sudden it was looking genuinely enticing to her. Moments ago she didn’t care for it, but now? Now it looked like it could show her a damn good time.
He’s got quite the candy cane on him.
Feeling her marehood wink as he briskly walked by, his musk flowing into her sinuses, her mind raced with ideas. The sensation in her pussy continued to steadily grow, going from a slight tingle to a light ache. Savoring the small sample of his scent she got, she shuddered in place. Taking a few moments to let her thoughts run wild, her eyes went wide and she shook her head.
No! You can’t! It’s forbidden! A-and he’s not even attractive! He’s some weird, otherworldly creature!
She huffed hot air out of her nostrils, before turning and making her way towards Anon. “One moment! Let me show you! We need to make a batch of cupcakes first!”
Starlight watched carefully, eyeing the mare’s rear as she turned away. Sure enough, she caught the clear view of her slickened marehood, knowing full well her spell was working on the older mare. She saw every bit of Mrs. Cake’s reaction. The way she eyed her Master’s cock, the way she stood still for a few moments, the way she took a deep breath through her nostrils as he walked by - it was all clear as day. She hadn’t expected her spell to take effect on the mare so quickly and effectively, but it did point her in one direction.
Mrs. Cake was not a strong willed mare, and that was all the better.
Feeling her own arousal steadily growing, the unicorn trotted over towards her Master and soon-to-be fellow slave, glancing at a baking book on the table. “Oh, we’re using a book? I figured you knew all the recipes by heart.”
“I do! Been making them for longer than I can even remember, but I always have this here book handy just in case I need to teach a pony some new tricks!” she happily answered, sweat beginning to bead down her face. “We’ll start you off with something s-simple…”
She trailed off again, the heat within her intensifying once more. It was like she had just walked into a sauna, as her entire body was basked in a wave of amorous sensations. Her nerves tingled with excitement, her nipples got hard, and she felt her marehood give yet another eager wink. Biting her lip, she clenched her eyes and tried to get her bearings.
Goodness - this one’s a doozy…
“Erm - Mrs. Cake, are you alright?” Anon questioned, looking down at her with concern.
His inquiry snapped her out of her state, as she glanced up at him and gave him an uneasy smile. She soon found herself trailing her attention back down, growing ever closer to his groin, before she steeled herself and turned towards the book.
“I’m…hah…fine,” she replied with a heavy breath, the heat within her intensifying rapidly. “S-so…we’re just gonna start with some classic Canterlot Crystal Cupcakes.”
Anon raised a brow, pretending to be fully unaware of her current trial. “Are you sure you’re fine? You’re sweating a whole lot, and you're breathing a bit heavily.”
Yet again the need within her spiked, now feeling far more intense than any heat she had ever experienced in her life. Her cunt began to drool with need and winked hungrily. Her asshole sought to be besieged, as a carnal need filled her. Her hefty tits felt heavier, as she imagined a stud sucking on them and sending her through the throes of pleasure.
Gosh…I might have to close up for the day…
Her mind ran off on its own, overwhelmed with lewd imagery, yet it quickly took a sudden turn. She could’ve sworn she heard the sound of magic behind her, where Starlight was, but she could hardly care as her thoughts shifted. They were no longer filled with images of her husband or some of the stallions she occasionally had some fun with, no, they were now filled with thoughts of Anon.
The very same Anon that was naked and hard right in front of her.
Goddess, why is he so…hot…?
She couldn’t find the ability to immediately reply within her, as she meekly looked up at him. Suddenly, he looked incredibly handsome. His eyes held a dominance unlike any other in them, as they struck a chord deep within her. They were the eyes of a powerful creature, one that demanded respect and subservience. She never saw him like that before, but looking into his eyes told her one thing…
Master.
She inhaled sharply, the unknown, unforeseen thought crashing against her logic like a freight train. She couldn’t imagine how or why such an absurd idea would form in her mind, but she had to ignore it. Shaking her head, she raised a foreleg and wiped the sweat off her brow. “I-I’m fine, truly! Just…just a bit stressed is all!”
Standing behind the mare, having now begun casting the enslavement spell directly into Mrs. Cake, Starlight followed. “Well, alright. So, what do we need to grab?”
Mrs. Cake took a deep breath, looking over the book. “O-okay, firstly we need some vanilla extract. There’s some in the cabinet - mmph - just above us. Be a dear and use your magic to -“
“I got it~” Anon cooed, eyeing the cabinet just above them and turning to reach up to it.
Mrs. Cake chuckled lightly, finding his insistence on helping a pleasant distraction from her heat. “Anon, it’s quite a-alright! I’m sure Starlight could - wha?!”
That distraction was swiftly sundered. As she turned to face him, she was met with nothing but his groin. With him reaching up and facing her, she had turned at just the right time to have his cock slap directly onto her muzzle. She froze in place, feeling his thick, throbbing dick laying right before her eyes. Her mind raced, her marehood gushed with her arousal, and she found herself unable to move.
Her instincts were telling her to pull away, to get his wondrous cock off her muzzle, yet her heat took control of her limbs, as she was locked in place. She was managing to keep her composure, at least a fraction of it, but that quickly died out as she made a fatal mistake. Shakily, she drew a deep, long breath through her nostrils, and that sole action was her undoing.
An amorous, earthy blend shot into her olfactory senses, driving her heat through the roof. It sent a tingle of excitement down her spine, as a thrilled shiver went back up it. Her marehood seized upon itself, her eyes fluttered, and she felt the need within her nethers explode. In the span of a few minutes, she had gone from completely calm and collected, to a dripping, horny mess - in front of two guests who’d offered to help no less!
“Smells good, doesn’t it?~”
Her eyes shot open, as she hesitantly glanced up. With his cock still laying on her muzzle, Anon looked down at her with a condescending grin. Her heart skipped a beat, as his charming gaze struck her like a gong. Shivering from head to hoof, it finally dawned on her that he had intended for this to happen.
“N-no…” she weakly replied, averting her gaze.
Starlight trotted to her side, smirking at her. “Then why haven’t you moved away?” She reached back, gliding a hoof along the mare’s gracious curves. “And why,” she moved her hoof further down, sliding it along the soaking wet lower lips Mrs. Cake had, “are you so wet?”
Mrs. Cake let out a pleasurable gasp, feeling Starlight lightly rubbing her pussy. “S-Starlight! You know this is wrong! I…I just can’t…”
“Move away, hmm?” Anon chuckled, grinding his cock on her face. “You’re addicted to it already?”
Starlight intensified the two spells she was channeling, going all out into Mrs. Cake. “Don’t worry, I don’t blame you. I’ve worshiped that amazing cock of his plenty.”
“W-wait! You d-did what?!” Mrs. Cake blurted out, her eyelids fluttering once again. She took another deep breath through her nostrils, before pressing her head forward and directly into the region where his shaft and nuts met. “It’s…wrong…we aren’t…supposed to…”
Starlight rolled her eyes, trotting behind Mrs. Cake. “Shhh ~ There you go, just keep breathing it in. It’s amazing, isn’t it?”
Using her magic, Starlight parted the earth pony’s plump flanks, before diving straight into her pulsing backdoor. The flavor of vanilla cake frosting met her lips, as she dove her tongue into the mare’s asshole with hunger. She taunted and teased Mrs. Cake’s pucker, lapping at it furiously, causing the older mare to howl with pleasure beneath Anon’s cock.
“S-Starlight! Ahn! Oh goodness! Mmmph! W-what’re you doing?!” Mrs. Cake wailed, her eyes rolling back a portion as she breathed in more of Anon’s musk.
He kept grinding his cock on her face, watching as she squirmed as struggled. “Why worry? Celestia hasn’t found out about Starlight and I fucking ~ How would she know if I plowed that thick cake of yours?”
Mrs. Cake shuddered, as a flurry of images of him pounding into her raced across her thoughts. “B-but…”
“But nothing~” Starlight added, pulling her muzzle away from the mare's ass, licking her lips hungrily. “Everypony knows you and Mr. Cake are swingers. As long as Celestia doesn’t know, you’re free to let Anon fuck you senseless~” She snorted, giving the mare’s asshole another quick lick. “Trust me, it feels mind blowing.”
Mrs. Cake didn’t reply, instead she focused on the cock and human before her. She basked in it, inhaling over and over again through her nose, as his musk sent pleasurable surges of excitement through her. She couldn’t tell why or how, but as each second passed her current position felt more and more right. Being beneath him, allowing him to grind his cock on her face - it seemed like it was just what she was meant for. Everything within her was telling her to submit to him, to let him claim her.
And she was finally beginning to yield.
“A-as long as Celestia doesn’t know…” she mindlessly parroted, pressing into his cock even more.
Anon reached down, scratching behind her ear. “That’s right ~ As long as Celestia doesn’t know, you’re fine.” He grabbed the back of her mane, pulling her head back. “Since we’re making some desserts, why don’t you have a taste of my treat?”
Her resolve crumbled, as she slowly opened her mouth. Gradually her tongue slipped out, and, against her better judgment, she pressed forward. Her tongue met the warm flesh of the underside of his cock, as she gingerly dragged it up and towards his tip. Her body shuddered with ecstasy, as his flavor met her palate. His earthy, rich flavor was unlike anything she had tasted before, even among her endless supply of sweets. He was exotic, domineering, and delicious, and she found herself wading through a sea of lust she would be happy to drown in.
The taste was absolutely addicting, eclipsing anything she savored before. He was such a unique flavor, one she found herself already watering from the mouth over. The feeling of his flesh on her tongue, the assault of euphoria on her taste buds, the way she felt each throb of it, and how absolutely drenched this was all making her. She was falling apart at the seams, caving to bestial, marish needs, and he was the suitable stud to sate her.
Pulling back slightly, leveling her lips with his tip, she shakily breathed. “It’s…it’s so good…” She opened her jaw again, breathing onto his cock. “I need…more.”
Her last words were littered with a carnal fury, as she dove her muzzle forward and engulfed his cock in one, eager motion. She savored the feeling of him slipping down her throat, as she mindlessly began to bob up and down on his cock. She couldn’t explain it for the life of her, but it felt so right to be serving his cock.
Master’s cock.
She winced again at the thought, but didn’t stop throating him. She couldn’t fathom what had gotten into her, but her heat demanded she get some dick, and Anon had exactly that. Thick, juicy, perfect dick - one that she was hungrily sucking on like her life depended on it. She pulled back and released his cock, before shifting downwards and eyeing his nuts. If his cock was so perfect, his balls had to be just as good.
“S-so good! Sweet Celestia, I need more!”
She dove forward again, going straight for his nuts. Her heat kept growing, kept spurring her on. She selfishly suckled on one of the nuts in her mouth, licking and slurping on it with everything she had. With an audible pop, she released it, before diving forward and taking the second into her maw. How, how could Celestia be against him? Against this! He was perfect! He deserved to fuck mares! He deserved to claim her.
“Master, I think it’s time you finish her off,” Starlight called out, completely dropping her act.
Mrs. Cake didn’t even react, all too consumed with suckling on his nuts. She gave a sharp moan, feeling Starlight shroud her plump tits with magic, before clenching her eyes and serving him some more.
“Not sure how big you are on our tits, Master, but she’s got a very ample pair on her,” the unicorn continued, twisting Mrs. Cake’s nipples with her magic, causing the pony to give a muffled moan of bliss.
Anon glanced down at Mrs. Cake, watching her bucking her ass back into the empty air. “They’re pretty nice, I’m just a much bigger ass guy ~ I think I’ll sample her rack after we show her the light though.” He reached down, raising a hand and slapping her ass, causing it to jiggle. “Mrs. Cake, be a dear and go set yourself up on the counter. Something tells me you need to be fucked~”
Mrs. Cake pulled back, barely aware of her lowly state. “Y-yes!” She wheeled around, quickly placing her forelegs on the countertop. “P-please! It’s so intense! The heat! I need it to stop! Give me it!”
Anon stood behind her, adorning a wolfish grin. “But what about Celestia’s little rule, hmm!?”
“B-buck that!” Mrs. Cake shot back, beginning to shake her rear and make her flanks bounce. “S-She doesn’t have to know! It’ll be one and done! I just need this heat gone! Oh fudge! I need you to stuff my oven with cream now!”
Starlight giggled beside her, throwing her a sultry look. “Trust me, it won’t be ‘one and done.’ Let me tell you, when you cum from him fucking you, it’ll be life changing, maybe even mind blowing.” She leaned forward, whispering in the mare’s ear. “When he’s done with you, you’ll never want any of your swingers again. It’ll just be Master and your husband, but we both know who you’ll be most dedicated to.”
Mrs. Cake shuddered at the mention of ‘Master’, though her discomfort and worry faded as she felt a pair of strong hands grip onto her wide hips. She gasped as the sensation of his meaty rod gliding between her plump cheeks met her, teasing and sliding along her desperate holes. She bit her lip, as her mind began to crumble at an exponential rate. Thoughts and memories were already being replaced, as the spell wove its work deep within her.
Anon gazed at the glorious sight before him in sheer awe. Her ass was astounding. His cock was nearly engulfed by her fat, thick flanks, as he glided it along her goods. That thick, hungry ponut of hers pulsed lightly against his shaft, as her marehood coated his nuts in her lust. He moved a hand down, sinking it into one of her flanks, gripping and lavishing the feeling of her soft, pillowy flesh. Motherhood certainly did wonders for her. Her body was still beautiful as ever, having just the right amount of above-average plumpness.
She started to grind against him, shaking her ass hungrily as she yearned for his cock. The way she made her ass jiggle with her motions sang a song to his carnal wants, as he began to lose his own composure. She released a deep, guttural groan, as Starlight began massaging and twisting her tits and nipples with vigor, eager to coax the mare to a climax and eventual enslavement. He felt his cock be massaged between her generous tush, but he knew it was time to finish her off.
With Starlight's spells channeling intensely into her, he rested his hips back and lined the tip of his cock with her winking pussy. Beads of her nectar dripped down her thick thighs, as the scent of sweet frosting filled the air. She was absolutely a treat, a gorgeous piece of eye candy, and he was going to claim her entirely - mind, body, and soul.
“Master, I can’t wait anymore~” Starlight cooed, licking her lips as she eyed him. “Make her your next bitch ~ Conquer her mind.”
The mixture of her sultry words and another set of moans from Mrs. Cake finally did Anon in. Gripping down on her hips hard with both hands, he reared his hips back and thrusted forward with all his might. With an audible slap, his groin slammed into the earth pony’s ass, sending ripples along her plump flanks. He forced his entire cock into her marehood in one go, spurring an ecstatic cry of bliss from her.
“Y-yes! Sweet peaches, you feel amazing! More! Rut me!” she moaned with need, her sweet, motherly demeanor having melted away with a slutty whore’s taking its place.
Anon fulfilled her request and then some, shifting his weight as he began to pummel into her snatch with vigor. He winced with pleasure as he felt her marehood clenching down onto him hungrily. She wasn’t as tight as his other slaves, which made sense being she was an older mare and mother, but she still felt absolutely fantastic. Her walls massaged and teased every last inch of his member, desperately desiring the wondrous load he would soon offer.
Her body lurched forward with each thrust, as her tongue hung out of her mouth and she released an unfiltered torrent of moans. Her mind was scrambled, overwhelmed by thoughts of obedience and bliss. She was skyrocketing to a climax, and every fiber of her existence told her she was destined to cum on his cock.
Cum and be reborn.
The thought rushed to the forefront of her mind, as she shuddered in place. Each godlike thrust of his cock into her spurred a realization deep within her - that this was truly her place. He deserved to fuck her, to use her, to claim her, to own her. With each plunge into her her mind fell further into the spell’s grasp, her orgasm coming closer and closer.
“C’mon and cum, Mrs. Cake ~” Starlight moaned, eagerly rubbing her own snatch as she watched on. “Become a slave ~ Learn the bliss of submission. We all belong to him, we just don’t know it yet! You’ll make a wonderful cocksleeve for him, just like I am!~”
The unicorn’s words hit Mrs. Cake like a truck, as she began throwing her ass back in tune with Anon’s plunges. Every single word Starlight just said resonated deep within her. She should cum, she should submit. He owned her, even if she originally thought he didn't. She didn’t need free will. Thinking was something foolish mares did, proper ones came and submitted. Her mind told her this over and over, as she continued to moan with unfiltered bliss.
Anon felt her shudder below him, as her marehood began to convulse around his cock. Spotting her cutie mark, seeing it glowing with magic as it bounced from his thrusts, he knew his next slave was soon arriving. His own climax was swiftly approaching, as the sounds of her and Starlight’s moans mixed into a symphony of euphoric sound. He bared his teeth, picking up his tempo as he pushed himself to the brink.
Seconds felt like years, as he fucked Mrs. Cake with everything he had. His balls began to ache, as he felt his shaft flare. Grinding his teeth together, he steadied himself, as he gave one final, titanic thrust into the plump mare below him. Hilting himself into her, he gave out a deep roar of pleasure before finally peaking. In an instant, ropes of his seed funneled through his dick, shooting into Mrs. Cake like a torrent of pure bliss.
Mrs. Cake’s eyes went wide, as she felt the first load of his molten essence fill her womb. The sensation made her freeze, as her body was finally properly conquered by the stud using her. The second load, now flooding her womb entirely, sealed her fate. Throwing her head back, as her pupils shrunk to pinpricks, her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her expression shifted into a euphoric, wide smile.
In an instant, a literally life changing orgasm struck her. Her cunt spewed her marish juices, her entire body began to spasm, and she felt her mind rush with the spell’s magic. She wailed with pleasure, as the third, massive rope of his cum gushed out of her womb and coated her inner walls. Her mind filled with the enslavement spell, as it was finally entirely conquered by it.
Sweets, her shop, her husband, and everything she once held dear faded away in the blink of an eye. Nothing in that moment mattered besides the cock pummeling her whorish body. The cock that belonged to her Master. As her orgasm ripped through her body, sending her nerves alight with unending pleasure, she felt magic surge into her. She pressed her ass back into him, coaxing every drop of cum he had to offer with her constricting marehood, as her body underwent its final changes.
Her cutie mark shimmered with color, as the spell sealed her fate. Slowly the three cupcakes that signified her passion for baking faded away, as a heart began to form. It took shape on both sides of her thick ass, chains soon circling each as her new purpose in life was solidified.
She was his.
He groaned, riding out the rest of his own orgasm as he heard Starlight peak to his side. The cacophony of sexual bliss was the stuff of dreams, and it only got better as he glanced down at Mrs. Cake’s cutie marks. Sure enough, they were that of a slave’s. Taking a deep breath, reaching the end of his climax, he felt Mrs. Cake calm below him. Starlight panted to his side, leaning against the countertop as she waved in and out of consciousness, the erotic scene having hit her hard on top of her spell.
Licking his lips, shifting his hands away from the mare’s hips and towards her tush, he gripped her ample flanks and snickered. “So, how was that?~”
Mrs. Cake let out a light giggle, before glancing back at him with a lustful gaze. “Thank you for the cream filling,” hearts filled her eyes, confirming her enslavement entirely, as she smiled at him, “Master~”
“So, how do you want me to - oooh that feels amazing - help enslave Pinkie Pie for you, Master?” Mrs. Cake inquired.
Laying on her back on the countertop, legs splayed apart, she watched as Anon slid his cock between her fat tits. He squished her ample, blue mounds together with his hands, creating a soft, pleasurable valley for him to thrust into. His balls slapped against her cum-filled pussy each time he drove forward, sending a spike of pleasure through her.
“Or are you too busy gawking at my big, slutty tits?~” she teased, letting out a moan as his groin slammed right against her clit. “They’re - ahn - your property now, Master.”
Anon snickered, cracking open an eye and staring at his newest fucktoy. Her tits were like pillows in his hands. Massive mounds of amorous flesh that sent him wild with carnal lust. He may have been an ass guy first and foremost, but the racks these ponies had were quickly growing on him. Thrusting his dick further between her tits, savoring the titfuck he was indulging himself in, he gave a sigh of pleasure.
“We don’t have a plan just yet, slave,” he replied, twisting one of her nipples with his fingers, “but Starlight has been studying the book plenty. I’m sure she’s brewed up some ideas.”
“Mmm?” Mrs. Cake adorned a curious expression, pulling her eyes away from Anon’s dick sliding between her tits and towards Starlight. “Well, do you have anything in mind to help Master get his next slut, Starlight?”
Starlight tapped her chin, flipping through various pages of the book. Truth be told, there were a number of spells she had yet to utilize for her Master. Some weren’t even directly connected to enslaving mares, moreso focused on simply effecting their arousal or thoughts, just like the estrus spell that she had used on Mrs. Cake. Though, as she flipped to another page, she paused and smiled.
That might just be perfect~
“Say, Mrs. Cake, do you ever throw parties for Pinkie Pie herself?” she inquired, glancing at the mare.
Biting her lip in pleasure, feeling Anon picking up his tempo, she raised a brow at the unicorn. “Well, yes, sometimes.” She gasped in pleasure, feeling Anon’s balls slap against her clit especially hard. “Mmm, Master ~” She took a deep breath, steadying herself. “Usually whenever she saves Equestria or comes back from a long trip. Oh, and her birthday of course!”
Pressing Mrs. Cake’s tits together a bit more, finding himself growing close to a climax, Anon grit his teeth and looked up at Starlight. “What’re you getting at, Glim?”
“Weeeell,” Starlight began, levitating the book over towards Anon. “I just translated this spell entry, take a look.”
He looked at the book hovering in the air before him, squinting his eyes as he read the now legible text.
Bewitching Blend
This spell necessitates at least one high level magic user. Its end result is the same as all other forms of the enslavement spell. This version is meant for entertainment for the slaver.
The functions of this spell are as follows.
This form of the spell can be manifested into a solid substance, more so, it can be formed into an ingredient.
When a user casts this spell, it is recommended to be done during the baking or cooking process of a food. The spell will imbue itself with the edible item, instilling a very potent enslavement enchantment within it. An immense wave of heat will overtake whoever eats the good, and with it means their likelihood of climaxing shall increase exponentially.
When a target ingests the enchanted food, an intense dose of the enslavement spell will be instilled directly into their body. Since the enslavement spell is being directly ingested, it is possible for even one bite of the enchanted food to enslave a victim. In rare cases, an entire piece or chunk of food may be needed to bring the target to a climax and thus enslavement.
The results are under the same rules as the classic enslavement spell. The target is an obedient, eager thrall to their new Master, and will stay as such forever unless their Master says otherwise.
Anon raised a brow, snickering as Starlight levitated the book back towards herself. “So, enchanting - ngh - some baked goods huh?”
He picked up his tempo, thrusting between Mrs. Cake’s tits at an increased rate, causing her to moan below him as her marehood was constantly teased by his nuts. She threw her head back, letting her tongue hang out as she was struck by an intense climax. Her juices spewed from her spasming cunt, coating his nuts and legs with her arousal.
“Ooooh fudge! Yes, Master! Use my big, milf tits! I’m your property! Your bitch! Your slave!”
Her pleasurable wails did him in. As he kept savoring the titfucking Mrs. Cake provided, he finally reached his peak. Thrusting forward one last time, he held his position and gasped with pleasure. In an instant, his seed began to shoot out of his cock in ropes. Surges of cum washed over Mrs. Cake, coating her stomach with his warm essence, while she received a facial at the same time. Globs of spunk landed on her belly, neck, face, and even her mane, as she gasped and hollored with pleasure.
“Mmmph ~ Yes, Master, exactly that,” Starlight replied, eyeing the two with envy. “Remember, I get to get fucked before Mr. Cake comes back. You promised.”
Anon breathed heavily, slowly rocking his hips as he kept his cock sandwiched between Mrs. Cake’s massive milkers. Licking his lips, he pulled back, freeing his member. He stroked himself lightly, getting the last few ropes of his cum over the older mare’s tits, coating her nipples on his seed.
Lifting Mrs. Cake’s hind legs, grinding his cock along her slavering lower lips, he coated his cock in her essence. Still hard as a rock, feeling her cunt spasm against his cock as she still was riding out her orgasm, he smiled over at Starlight.
“Fair enough,” he started, gesturing for her to come over. “Come over here and bend over on the counter, my slutty little fucktoy.”
Starlight didn’t even wait for a moment, quickly hopping out of the chair she was in and scampering over towards them. Arriving beside Anon and Mrs. Cake, she quickly mounted the countertop. Flagging her tail, she began eagerly shaking her ass, before glancing up at her Master.
“Thank you, Master~” she cooed, licking her lips as she eyed his cock. “Do you think you could ruin my asshole for today? It’s been a bit since you bred me there~”
Lowering Mrs. Cake’s spasming legs to his side, he swiftly got behind Starlight. “Of course I can, slave~” He lined his cock up with the unicorn’s pucker, prodding it with his tip.
Stirring on the countertop, finally recovering from the blissful nirvana she had been sent to from his nuts teasing her alone, Mrs. Cake began to lick up the vestiges of his cum on her face. Using a hoof, she picked up some of the globs of spunk staining her fur and hungrily lapped it up. Turning her attention to the side, seeing her fellow slave about to be fucked, she moved a hoof down to her snatch and began to rub herself.
“Look who’s back to the land of the - nnngh! O-oh fuck! Yes!”
Starlight’s snarky remark was swiftly sundered as Anon plunged himself into her backdoor, forcing his entire cock into her. As her walls hungrily clenched down onto him, he huffed air out of his lungs. Pleasure coursed through his being, as he began to pummel the mare’s pucker with no remorse.
Closing an eye as he winced with pleasure, he turned his attention to Mrs. Cake. “So, slut, ready to throw a little welcome back party for Pinks? Gotta serve some of her favorite baked goods at it, y’know?” A wicked grin split his face, as he glowered down at her. “Baked goods that’ll turn good ole Pinkie Pie into an obedient bitch like you and Starlight here.”
Giggling softly, lapping up some more cum off a hoof, Mrs. Cake rubbed her pussy even faster. “Of course, Master.” She gnawed her lower lip, giving him a lust-addled look. “She’ll make a wonderful addition to your collection.”
Tomorrow was going to be quite the party.
Pinkie Pie huffed hot air from her nostrils, closing her suitcase and ensuring all her amenities and supplies were safely stored away. Today was the last day of her and her friends’ week-long trip to Canterlot. It was a ton of fun, as was anything with her best friends, but for the last few days the knowledge of a broken Pinkie Promise hung over her head.
Even today, during a ballroom bash with the princesses, her joy was slightly hindered by the knowledge of a certain human breaking a promise. She couldn’t tell what the promise he broke was, she just knew he didn’t keep one. She did well to ignore it, enjoying the majority of the time with her friends to the fullest, but now that she was alone in her temporary room, she was free to let her thoughts linger.
She’d find her answer soon. She wouldn’t harm the guy, obviously not, but she’d do anything to find out what he did. She’d get a confession out of him, make him deeply apologize to whomever he betrayed and her, and probably affirm that the next time he broke a promise he’d be sorry - an empty threat, but one that always instilled fear into her troublesome pals.
Then again, he had broken two promises in a short span of time, at least from what her Pinkie Sense was telling her, so maybe she needed to be a little harsh with the guy. For messing up twice, he deserved the ole Pinkie Pie Special. Also known as the ‘annoy somepony nonstop until they give up and confess all the wrong doings they’ve ever done in their life while balled up in a ball of confusion and fear’ method - as Rainbow Dash coined it.
She’d get answers from Anon, she’d learn the truth, and she’d ensure whatever promise was broken would now be fulfilled. Maintaining the status of her promises was of utmost importance, and she was not going to let her human friend ruin it.
Hopping into her bed, determination running through her, she felt a tinge of disappointment in Anon. Sure, he was new to Equestria, but she figured he’d at least know to not break one of her promises. If it took a severe talking to about friendship and trust to finally help him see the light, then she’d do just that. It had to be a doozy of a broken promise to get her Pinkie Sense going crazy all week long, so she had to make sure he learned a lesson.
“Oh well,” she mumbled to herself, pulling the covers over herself and closing her eyes.
The sooner she slept, the sooner she’d be on the train back to Ponyville. The sooner she was in Ponyville, the sooner she’d confront Anon. The sooner she confronted Anon, the sooner she’d get him to confess to the promise he broke. Sooner he confessed, the sooner she’d fix things.
She still was curious as to what he did, but truth be told…
“I’ll find out tomorrow,” she groggily grumbled, lulling herself to sleep as Luna’s moon hung high in the sky.
She’d certainly find out something back in Ponyville.
Author's Note
Decided to emphasize a bit more on the tits this entry, since I haven't yet. Let me know if y'all like em, so I can infer it for future fics.
Anyways, 
is coming!
Thanks for reading! 
