Coco Pommel has always been a pretty conflict-avoidant pony. She’s never been the most extroverted mare and, though this has affected much of her life, she’s never minded the fact. At least she’s polite, and at least she can be pretty outgoing when she needs to be.

On seeing a big, purple tent set up in a park near her apartment however, she wasn’t exactly willing to go around asking about it, for multiple reasons.

One was that it was probably some mini circus show or magician act setting up.

But the second reason was that, for some odd reason, everypony in Canterlot was acting… strange. She was only heading off to her part-time job, but still, she’d heard panicked murmurs on the streets, something about something happening yesterday with Celestia and Luna and… zebras? She had no clue but knew that, in big cities like this one, strange rumours like these probably were never lasted long.

Oh well, they’ll probably pass eventually. It hadn’t been long since Coco moved here recently from Manehattan. She had plans to try and open up her own boutique here, one that she ran, with her own designs being made and sold there. But for now, she was trying to get by like any other pony, working a small job at a boutique, ironically. Some day I’ll make it big in this city. I just know it!

At least she had her optimism, and with that, she didn’t need anything else.

Strolling through the lush, expansive park she took to get to Filly’s Fashion, Coco couldn’t help but give the rumours some thought. She was nearing that tent she’d spotted, it set up near the hoofpath, and even if she still wasn’t that close to it, she could clearly see what looked like some zebras over there, as well as a couple mares around them. I wonder what’s going on…

The stallions, even if distant, were definitely the ones she’d heard about; all striped and covered in gold here and there.

Either way though, Coco had places to be, and so she continued her march closer and closer to the foreigners. Maybe they came here to meet with Princess Celestia and Princess Luna so we could become allies or something. I see why that could cause so many ponies to be talking about it.

Ponies seemed a little panicked though, or at least on edge. Why?

Even if was something she’d likely overhear some customers talking about at her job, Coco was only a pony, and she was curious. Just a peek wouldn’t hurt… It’d only take a couple seconds, and it was right there.

Stood on the path, the mare gazed out at it and made her mind up.

Coco casually trotted up to the big tent. All the zebras and ponies had gone into it together by now. Why though…? She was intent on finding out as she reached a small opening in the fabric and poked her head in.

What hit her first was the smell. Pungent raunchiness blasting against her face the moment she made it past the outer layer. Even as a virgin, she could tell the inside smelt overwhelmingly like sex, the aroma of mares, and the musk of stallions.

It smelt so… carnal. Before Pommel had even taken a look around, she was already feeling her body get excited at the unnaturally arousing smells the tent had to offer. She really hoped no ponies were behind her to see her marehood growing slightly wet and even winking a little.

With a bright red blush, Coco couldn’t resist peeking around a little more. She could take a guess what was going on inside this tent, and the thought of it flooded her with embarrassment, but her curiosity prevailed, and she investigated a tiny bit more.

Her eyes were quickly drawn to a couple zebras beside a mare. With paintbrushes in their mouths, they were putting stripes all over the pony, who seemed happy to be letting them if the drunk grin on her face was any indication. Why does she look so messy?

Coco was having more unanswered questions with every second.

On the other side of the tent, though Coco could barely see them, there were two other equines. From here it looked like they had their muzzles pressed against each other, and it looked like one was on top of the other. Wait. A-Are they…?

That would explain the smell, and if she listened closely she could hear what sounded like faint clapping.

O-O-Oh my gosh! She needed to be going, but she was just too baffled by… all of this! Was this what the rumours were about? Were Celestia and Luna letting them set up an orgy tent to teach ponies about zebra… things?

Captivated by the sight, Coco was too lost in confusion to notice the sudden visitor outside the tent approaching her vulnerable backside.

In the middle of the park, i-in a public area, z-zebras and ponies are…

Only her head was stuck in the tent, so that left the rest of her plump, gorgeous and oh-so desirable body out in the open. And having spotted it easily, her fat, cream-coloured rump sticking out like a sore hoof, an eager quadruped made his way to it, and couldn’t help grinning slyly before raising a hoof and striking it down aggressively on her bubbly tush.

Slap!

“EEP!” Roughly and out of nowhere, Coco was spanked, hard. At her squeal, the zebras busy striping a mare turned to face her, but she’d removed her head from the tent hurriedly before they could spot her, so they shrugged and went back to work marking a mare as theirs.

Meanwhile, outside the tent, things weren’t as calm. Coco’s face was the reddest it had ever been, so horrifically embarrassed, she looked around for which pony had left a big, red hoofprint on her sore ass. And it took only seconds to find him, but he wasn’t a pony, he was a zebra, smiling down on her with a mischievous glint in his eye.

Under his gaze, Coco suddenly forgot about her stinging cheek upon realised something: she was intruding here, and he’d caught her.

He didn’t have to spank her to make his presence known though…

“Oh! Um, s-sorry for snooping. I-I was just curious about the tent and all.” The mare looked at the grass beneath her ashamed.

This was humiliating. A zebra had just smacked her ass after he found her trespassing, and now she felt she was being reprimanded like some misbehaving filly. She should’ve just gone straight to work, even if she was still curious she still could have avoided this entire confrontation.

Looking up at him though, he didn’t seem to be mad. The admittedly handsome and muscular stallion instead was grinning down on her. He looked lustful, and he sure looked happy to see her with the way he was eying her body like that.

When he spoke, his voice wasn’t accusatory. It was seductive, and didn’t hide what he wanted. “Don’t worry about it. So what’s your name, cutie?”

“Oh, um, Coco.”

“Well then Coco, how about you come inside and come meet the other zebras? I’m sure they’d love to get to know you and this fat ass of yours. I know I would.” As he took a bold step towards her, he made his intentions known, and didn’t bother hiding his adoration of her jiggly butt. How in Equestria was Coco supposed to respond to that?!

Blushing, that was how. “Wha- I- Bu-Bu- Y-You- Umm…“ She knew she was a bit ‘gifted’ back there in terms of her tush, but nopony ever just said she had a…

Maybe she’d be more disgusted by his forwardness and slap him if it wasn’t for the fact that he’d just invited her into the sex tent.

H-He wants to… W-With me… Coco wasn’t as innocent as she seemed, but still, the attractive zebra who spanked her had just said he wanted to do to her ‘fat ass’ what that other zebra was doing to that mare.

The mare never blushed so much in her life! And that was only made worse knowing she could easily accept his invite and let her time as a virgin come to an end.

Under the appreciative gaze of the horny zebra, Coco refused to look him in the eye, and just when it seemed like he was going to speak again, she blurted out her embarrassed words. “Anyway, I-I need to be going to work now. Sorry!” And then she took off, and sprinted off to her job as fast as she could. She just wanted to forget about what just happened, every single detail of it.

But her actions had consequences, and the same zebra that couldn’t resist smacking her big butt was ogling her shapely asscheeks bouncing behind her as she ran out of the park. He had his eye on her now, and Coco had sealed her fate as the future mother to his foals.

Trotting down a street nearby the striping tent, the same horny zebra was loosely following a mare, the same one who’d unknowingly enticed him enough for him to want to stripe her next.

Can’t wait to fuck that bubble butt! His view from back here was amazing. He could see her bouncy rump jiggle with each step, and with the swishing of her tail was taunted with peeks at her puffy pussy and her big, round ponyt. Her teats were tiny, some of the smallest he’d ever seen on a mare, but her butt more than made up for it, and he didn’t regret spanking it in the slightest.

He could’ve just mounted her outside the tent earlier and taken her there, but this was more fun. He was like a predator toying with his prey, and he couldn’t wait to pounce on her.

And up ahead, of course Coco was oblivious to his presence stalking behind her, even as she looked behind her at her flank. I hope it doesn’t stick out too much…

She was currently inspecting her cutie mark, or rather, the big, red hoofprint directly over it. It was painfully noticeable on her pale fur, and many mares had given her strange looks because of it. Once again, she felt humiliated.

She wanted to be mad at the zebra for doing that to her, but really, she’d rather just forget she’d ever met him. He could have at least made himself known instead of…

And then he had the gall to invite her in! Sure he was really attractive and had a bunch of muscles and he found her attractive too and males are in short supply in pony society, but still, she wasn’t interested. Coco was going to lose her virginity to her true love, whoever he may be, not some raunchy zebra looking for a quick fuck that she’d probably hardly enjoy anyway.

No. You said you’d stop thinking about that zebra, so stop. Refusing to give him even another thought, Coco’s mind tried thinking about anything else for the rest of the short trip. And it worked, by the time she’d reached the boutique, not one thought had been given to that perverted zebra.

Dingaling!

Opening the door, she plodded inside to find an empty shop: there was clothes on racks and all that, but no customers and no cashier. Maybe the rumours about Celestia and Luna had people thinking about things other than shopping?

Either way, with no pony behind the counter, that would be her job, but she had to do something first.

Before she put herself in front of every mare coming in here to buy clothes, Coco needed to cover up her bruised buttcheek. She’d embarrassed herself enough already on the walk here, she didn’t need more ponies spotting the glaringly noticeable spank-mark!

This was a clothes shop, and whether or not she could find something she’d like, she was sure there would be something good enough to cover up the blemish upstairs.

So that’s what she set off to do. The ground floor was used as the main shop, but above that was just storage, so Coco ascended the stairs, all thoughts of the zebra in the past.

Dingaling!

Not long after his latest desire had entered where she worked, a particularly enticed zebra slipped into the building about a couple minutes after her, his mind set on claiming the cute mare. But now he had to find her.

He’d been hoping a little that she could’ve just been working behind the counter, making it easy enough for him to bend her over it and indulge in her body. But no, he’d have to hunt her down and find out where she is in this…

Looking around, the zebra found it was a clothing store of all things, but one that didn’t seem to be selling anything lewd. Weird. Back in Zebrica, all zebra clothes were for the mares of their society, many varieties of lingeries and kinky clothing made for them to wear for stallions. The most clothing zebra stallions ever wore were loincloths, and even they weren’t exclusive to them.

Oh well, he didn’t come here to browse their wares, he came here to fuck a pony until her mind was mush, so he began his search for her.

Now where could that adorable bimbo be hidin-

Thud!

Directly above him, before he could even take a step, he heard somepony upstairs. He wasn’t a betting zebra, but with how barren the rest of this shop was, he’d be willing to bet that his prize was up there waiting for him.

So with her poundable tush on the forefront of his mind, he moved up the stairs as silently as he could to not give himself away yet. Creeping through the building, it took going down a hallway to reach where she was, but this game of cat and mouse between her and him had been completely worth it, even if just for the sight that greeted him here.

“Sigh! There’s got to be something in here somewhere.” In a storage room with a singular window in it, Coco’s front half was inside of a crate that reached her chest, and with her head in there, she was searching for some outfit long enough to cover her rear, but was having no such luck so far. But whilst she was trying to find something to cover up her backside, ironically, she was leaving it entirely exposed right now, and was unknowingly giving the excitable zebra the erotic show of a lifetime as she wriggled about and shook her ass for his hungry eyes.

The zebra himself stood no chance at keeping himself contained, not as he enjoyed the way Coco’s fat flank bounced, her tail swishing too to let him ogle her genitalia whilst she was oblivious to the fact. Slowly, a big, black zebracock emerged from its sheath, and upon reaching full-mast, pulsed wantingly for the mare in a perfectly compromising position.

He wouldn’t let this opportunity go to waste.

Skulking up behind the mare without making a sound, he felt his anticipation grow with each silent step he took, so when her body was there for the taking, he didn’t hesitate to jump up and mount her, placing his two front hooves directly on her back and holding her down.

“Huh? What’s happening?“ Coco’s head snapped around to see who was holding her down, and her jaw nearly dropped at the sight of his cocky face grinning down on her again. “What?! You? Wh-What are you doing?!”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” He moved his hips down, and purposefully made his cock slap against the crack of her asscheeks as he dropped it onto her, and began sensually thrusting his hips back and forth. “I’m putting some striped foals in you! And I’m not stopping until your womb is flooded with zebra seed!”

H-He wants to… She was trying her best to ignore the grinding against her ass, but she couldn’t ignore his words that took a moment to register. “Wh-WHAT?!” Instinctively, Coco tried to escape, but his muscles weren’t for show. He had her trapped and even bent over for him, and now she was beginning to realise the gravity of the situation he’d suddenly put her in. “Wha- D-Don’t! I can’t be a mother! I-I’m too young! I still have so much left to do!”

Her pleas fell on deaf ears. He knew soon she’d be begging to be filled with his life-giving seed and begging for him to clap her fat ass, so he couldn’t wait to get started. “Yeah. You do have so much left to do, like being a good little zebra foal-factory for your new masters!” Sliding off of her cheeks, the zebra prepared to claim her virginity as his own lined up his oversized cock at her entrance.

“I- Wh-Wha-?!” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. ‘New masters’? He wanted her to be a what? Coco was too distressed right now to truly think about what in Equestria she’d just heard, so all she did instead was continue begging. “Please! You can’t!”

“Pfft!” His tip prodded against Coco’s marehood, eliciting a gasp from her as he taunted her most sensitive spot, pushing into it but refusing to enter her. “Us zebras managed to fuck your two fat-assed sluts of princesses into submission, and now they’re loyal to zebra cock. They’re probably choking on Queen Domina’s meat right now! So learn your place, pony-slut!”

“Wh-What?!” Coco was desperate to hear more about the princesses.

Was that really what the rumours were about? That Celestia and Luna were fucked by the zebras until they submitted to them? But then what stopped the zebras from doing the same to them?

She wanted to ask about them, ask about what was going on and what she had to do to stop this, but before she was allowed to get another word out, a throaty cry was forced out of her. “AHHN!”

The zebra was done waiting. He’d been fantasising about fucking this mare senseless for too long, so forcefully, he pushed forward and pried her outer lips open, stretching her out so that he could wedge his tip inside of her. “Ngh! Fuck! I knew you’d be tight, but…” As he fed more inside of her, and grunted as he started humping into her, Coco’s pussy’s vice-like grip clenched down on his meaty zebracock, making him have to work hard to cram every girthy inch into her cunt’s snug, pleasurable embrace. “Ungh! I’m gonna love making a MILF out of you!”

“Agh! Unf! O-Oh my gosh!” Coco was a very sexually innocent pony: she rarely masturbated and had never used a dildo in all her life, nevermind lost her virginity, so this was easily the most intense experience of her life as agonising pain along with unimaginable pleasure was forced onto her all at once. She couldn’t do anything as he held her down and mated her but moan. Whether they were moans of pleasure or pain she couldn’t tell, but either way, she knew he wasn’t going to stop. “Ah! Hngh! Ahn! O-Oh gosh!”

Putting all his effort into getting deeper into the tightest cunt in Equestria, the zebra still managed to laugh as she cried out. “Ha! Ngh! Even your moans are- Ngah! -fucking adorable!” He was desperate to make her his, relentlessly thrusting again and again, because even if he was only getting a teensy bit deeper with each shove, it was still bringing him closer and closer to finally breeding her. “Rgh! You’re gonna make such a perfect cocksleeve! Just wait ‘til the others back at the tent see you, they’ll want their own go with this fuckable flank of yours before we can even stripe you!”

Coco wasn’t listening. She was too busy trying to make sense of anything right now through the mind-boggling pleasure, the feeling of her hole being stretched to its limits, and the sharp sting of her hymen being demolished by his rampant raping. So with her front half still stuck in the crate, she was stuck in her head trying to make sense of anything, high-pitched moans being forced out of her with each animalistic pound into her marehood.

Minutes passed of Coco being used by the stallion, him working hard to fit himself into her snug interior. But eventually, his work payed off, and the stallion felt his tip hit her fertile womb. “Ungh! H-Holy shit!” She was so unbelievably tight, her cunt clinging down on his fat meat like her life depended on it, but the zebra didn’t let it stop him. Grimacing as her grip on him hardly loosened, he pulled back, and slid himself out of her quickly, leaving only his tip in her before he pushed back in and began the cycle again.

But this time, he was finding her body much more… welcoming. Not only did he not have to keep thrusting, only doing one long, arduous push, but he also noticed she was providing a little lubricant too. She was getting wetter.

The zebra forced his way back in her, and when he reached the end, he pulled back out and started all over again. And again. And again. With time, she was getting looser, and as he was beginning to enjoy it more, so was she.

“Ngah! Ah! Hngh! Ahn! Heck!” To Coco’s dismay, she could feel the pain fading, and though that should’ve been a good thing, it just left room for pleasure to take its place. With each push and pull out of her, her captor was beginning to heap pleasure onto her helpless brain, and Coco felt her body responding to such unstoppably incredible feelings. “Gah! Ahn!” Wh-Why does it feel so- “Uhn!” Why does he feel like- “Ah! Ngh!” W-Why does his cock feel good?!

Coco was going through what every Equestrian mare was destined to; all mares had to break before they could be rebuilt into zebra-loving cocksleeves.

Sensations pulsed through the mare’s body that messed with her mind as the zebra started speeding up. The more he fucked her, the better it was beginning to feel, but he wasn’t thinking about that.

Now that her lover was able to fully sheath himself inside Coco, and now that her body was providing him plenty of natural lubrication to pound her pussy with, the zebra could start to go as fast as he wanted to, and gladly jumped on the opportunity like he’d jumped on her.

Going faster, and faster, and rapidly fucking the pony’s defenceless snatch, his hips moved with his cock jackhammering in and out of her, and constantly kept smacking her pudgy ass again and again.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

He revelled in every ripple he made on her beautifully big buttocks, just like how he revelled in all the slutty moans that his mammoth cock forced out of her. The sounds of her fat ass clapping and her delightful voice crying out in unwanted pleasure was music to his ears, but even more than he was enjoying that, he was looking forward to how red and sore her cheeks were going to be after this.

That gave him an idea. An excellent one. Speaking of red and sore… Just like earlier, outside the tent where he’d first decided he was going to make her the mother to his foals, the zebra raised his hoof high, and with a wide grin on his face as he nonstop pounded her, his hoof descended on her spankable tush once more, leaving a long-lasting mark and sending even more ripples through her defiled backside.

“AAAHHN!” A feminine howl erupted out of Coco’s throat. Was she supposed to keep quiet after having her flank assaulted? She didn’t know or care, but was made to go back to moaning after she was done.

And the zebra smiled joyously at what he was doing to her. He could see her mind breaking to the pleasure, and was fully aware of how helpless ponies were to the triumphant zebracock. Just because her surrendering her mind to the lust was inevitable though, it didn’t mean he couldn’t have a little fun with her. “What’s wrong, slut? Regretful you didn’t come in the tent earlier to get a taste of this sooner?”

As he never relented on wailing on her backside, Coco could barely think through her fogged-up thoughts, nevermind speak. “I’m- Ah! n-not a- Gah! s-s-slut!” She wasn’t sure if she believed her own words or not.

Was she a slut? ‘Cause the more he fucked the shit out of her and the more he filled her marehood with his girth over and over and over, Coco found she wasn’t just liking how this felt like a slut might, she was loving it, and an ever-growing part of her was convincing her to stop resisting and give in to his beastly virility already.

SLAP! “ANGH!” The spanking wasn’t helping make her feel less like a slut. For her, it was sending jolts through her backside and only encouraging the voice telling her to surrender to him, but for the zebra himself, Coco tightened around his zebracock with each smack, and he loved seeing the big, red hoofmarks on her big, bruised ass. SLAP! “GNAH!”

The zebra was relentlessly abusing his new personal fucktoy in all the right ways, both with his strong hips pounding her and his slap-happy hooves spanking her. With Coco, he was having the time of his life, and was already thinking of all the things he’d do to her when he made her his. SLAP!

But unfortunately, down below, Ms Pommel was also having the time of her life, and felt her sanity slipping as the pleasure became too overwhelming for her poor, pony mind. Wh-Why is it so good? Why… Wh-Why is it so...? She was being mashed unendingly into the crate over and over, her butt was bruised and battered, she’d cum an uncountable amount of times, and pleasure was coursing through her entire slutty body with every instinctive thrust from his powerful hips. She was loving this…

Why was she resisting?

It’s… Why is… It’s so good! Very quickly, Coco’s moans turned from forced to willingly given. The more he fucked her, the more she fell in love with him and his incredible cock, so as her mind gave itself to the zebras, she gave in, and happily accepted all the pleasure he piled up onto her. “Ah! Ngh! Yes! Hngh! D-Don’t stop!”

SLAP! With a smile, he looked down on her, and watched on as she broke easily for him. “Learnt your place yet, Coco?”

He didn’t stop destroying her pussy, not even for a second, so that was probably why she wasn’t answering him, only crying moans of pure ecstasy as she enjoyed her time in the crate. “Ah! Ngha!
Yes! Ahn! M-More!”

She was practically his already, stripes or no, so surely he was allowed to have a little fun with her, right? She wasn’t answering him after all, she needed to learn her lesson.

Whilst the zebra hadn’t stopped mating her since he started, suddenly, he began to slow, and Coco noticed. Why is he stopping? Did I do something wrong?

Coming to a halt, the zebra pulled back all the way and slipped his slick member out of her. Noisily dropping it onto her asscrack again, he went back to doing what he did earlier, and rubbed his cock back and forth on her, but it was infuriating her now for a whole other reason.

“Wh-Why did you stop?” All shame was thrown away. She wanted his cock. She needed his cock. If she had to admit she was a slut to get more of it then she would in an instant.

“What? You want me to keep going?” Grinding on her continuously, the zebra searched the room for a new way to have fun with her. He could just make her beg for it and throw away all her dignity, but on seeing something in the room he had a better idea.

“Y-Y-Yes…” Her words were louder than a whisper, but barely.

“Hm? What was that?”

Her will broke instantly. “Y-Yes! Please! Keep fucking me!”

“I could…” He dismounted her, putting a look of shock and need on Coco’s face. She could move around now, she could escape, yet instead she stayed where she was, watching curiously and desperately as the zebra strolled over casually to the room’s window, his massive zebracock bobbing beneath him. “Hmm… I’ll fuck you on one condition, pony-slut.”

Her attitude perked up, and Coco knew she’d do anything he wanted, anything for more zebra cock.

Seeing her eyeing him with rapt attention, the zebra did the unexpected and slid the room’s window open. With a head nudge gesturing to the windowsill, he looked her straight in the eyes as he spoke. “Bend over.”

Understanding what needed to be done, Coco couldn’t stop herself from moving out of the crate and dashing over to the window. There, she leaned her front knees on the opening, and shoved her rear out for him, shaking it a little in hope that it would entice him.

And it did. Seeing her exactly where he wanted her to be, the zebra climbed back up onto her and rested his dick back on her. But he didn’t bring her over here for nothing. He wanted to toy with his fucktoy, and was going to.

Instead of getting to fucking her, what Coco was trying to encourage as she bounced his member on her rear, he leaned over her, grabbed her head in his hoof, pushed it down, and with a violent shove of the hips, he’d forced her front out the window, and let her legs dangle down as half of her was out of the building and the other half was there for him to fuck.

And it surprised Coco, but not enough to get her mind off cock. She was so unbelievably needy right now, but that was what zebra dick did to a mare, and she tried pushing back into him again as the wind blew through her hair and a couple ponies looked up at her confused.

“What’s that mare doing, Mommy?”

Back inside, the zebra was very pleased, and didn’t intend to waste any more time he could spend breeding. Lining himself up, he prodded his tip against her slutty marehood, but it was just a ploy as he readied his hips back and thrust his monster cock all the way to her womb in one brutal movement.

“AAAAAAHHHHHNNN!” A shriek of love was cried out for all to hear. Mares and stallions’ heads turned to look up at her, and as her lover got to work and started pounding her rear mercilessly again, Coco didn’t notice, and didn’t bother hiding how much she loved zebracock as her cheeks were noisily and roughly clapped behind her. “AH! PLEASE! KEEP FUCKING ME! I LOVE ZEBRA COCK! GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE ME YOUR FOALS!”

It was clear to all of her onlookers what was going on, including the foals thats parents were busy rushing away from the scene. Some ponies tried ignoring the mare, as well as the shameless display she was putting on, but others remained where they were, and even if it meant they’d be late for wherever they were heading to, they sat back to enjoy the show the degenerate was putting on for them.

But Coco didn’t care. All the eyes judging her meant nothing when she had him mounted on her, having his way with her hole and making her feel better than she could have ever imagined. “YES! I LOVE IT! I LOVE BEING A ZEBRA SLUT! JUST PLEASE DON’T STOP! MAKE ME YOURS!”

Her entire body was being shoved by his thrusts, rocked back and forth on the windowsill as he smashed into her again and again. He was sure the noises of her fat ass clapping could be heard outside, and it delighted him to know that she was screaming all those things with an audience. But as much as he wanted to stay here fucking her cunt forever, he wanted to cum in her more, and could feel himself getting closer to blowing his load the more he mated her. “RGH! I’m getting closer, Coco! You ready to be a mom?”

If that meant getting more of this, she’d be a mother, she’d be anything for more of this! “BREED ME! MAKE ME A ZEBRA FOAL FACTORY! LET IT ALL OUT INSIDE ME AND FILL MY BELLY WITH SEED! I WANNA HAVE STRIPED FOALS!”

“Then take them!” Determined to breed her, the zebra fucked harder than he’d ever fucked before. Her poor butt was violently assaulted by his hips, but she just kept screaming in ecstasy, despite how incredibly sore her ass would be after this.

But his pounding wasn’t for nothing, and soon, he could sense the long-awaited feeling of an orgasm rising up through his cock, until finally, he came, and thrust as deep into her pussy as he could fit himself.

His hips held her squishy flank in place, lodged between him and the window, so with her body at his total mercy, he unleashed his loads, and blasted out every drop he had into the welcoming womb. “HRGH!”

“NGAAAAAHHHHH!” Thick, hot, white and fertile zebra seed pumped Coco full, and she screamed as she couldn’t handle the mind-melting orgasm that came with it. Ponies watched as her tongue lulled out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back into her head, until her minute-long climax settled, and the mare went quiet, panting.

Her mate wasn’t done though, not nearly. He was a zebra, and far superior to those pony stallions and their pathetic ejaculations.

He filled her womb until not another drop could possibly fit in it, and then, he kept cumming. Bucking into her instinctively to bury his seed as deep as it could go, more and more spunk kept pumping out of him into her, filling up the rest of her tight cavern and even bloating her belly with so much cum.

When he was done filling up her cavern though, he kept going. He was a zebra, it was to be expected. So his cum came rushing out of her marehood with no space left inside, and it all fell down past his balls and her teats to messily pool down onto the floor below.

Then it was over, and the zebra ran out of spunk to give as his balls got back to producing more.

He slid himself out, and shoved his member back between her cheeks to start giving himself another assjob, rubbing his cum into her fur this time.

Coco was recovering, but still enjoying the feeling as she panted. Giving in to the zebra had been the best decision of her life, and as long as she kept getting more of this, she knew she’d never regret it.

As he used her cheeks to pleasure himself, the zebra knew just how broken the mare was at this point, and knew exactly what to do next. “You want more, slut?”

She hadn’t been, but she was now. M-More zebracock? Yes! Please! Pushing her rear back into him, Coco nodded vigorously as she called back to him. “Yes! I want more! Keep fucking me!”

She’d be the perfect broodmare, he just knew it. “Then how about I take you back to that tent and make you an official zebra-slut? I’ve got some friends back there that I know would love to meet you!”

“Y-Yes! I’d love to!” With a pleased smile, the zebra stallion dismounted his cocksleeve, and enthusiastically she pulled herself out of the window, him needing to help her stand on her wobbly legs. M-My belly’s so full…

He led the way, and eagerly Coco followed behind him, her eyes locked onto his balls swinging with each step he took.

They were heading back to the tent, striping her and completing the initiation of her as a stripe-serving cumslut. To quote him, she was going to spend the rest of her life being a good little zebra foal-factory for her new masters.

She couldn’t wait.

Down on the street in front of Filly’s Fashion, some ponies were passing by, oblivious to what had just happened up above, but some had been there for a while now, and as she and her zebra ‘friend’ exited the shop and strolled down the street, the ponies still hanging around got to see what had become of the slutty mare.

She had looked pretty innocent in the window, and she’d looked like a normal pony would’ve despite the moaning and the slutty faces, but now…

Her entire flank was red and bruised, with a few more distinct hoofmarks sticking out on her bubbly, cum-stained tush, and along with that, her onlookers also couldn’t ignore the cum pouring out of her onto the sidewalk, coming from her gaping pussy that they could see clearly under her lifted tail. And, underneath it all, they couldn’t not notice her shockingly big, bloated belly that already looked six months pregnant, and how neither the zebra nor the mare paid it any mind as they strolled to their destination.

They looked happy.

She’d look happier with stripes on her though.

On the other side of Canterlot, in a much more solemn mood than the deliriously happy mother-to-be, an alicorn was flying as fast as she could, and swooped over the gates of the city.

She’d been flying for so long before teleporting the rest of the journey here, but now she was finally here, she didn’t feel tired, and was determined to find out what was going on and what was with those zebras.

Flapping determinedly, she made a beeline in the direction of the castle where Celestia would most likely be, but even with such a concerning matter at hoof, she couldn’t help but gaze upon the majestic city of Canterlot. And her haw dropped at what she saw.

The… The zebras are here too?! She saw them all over the place. Some were in groups strolling through the streets alongside ponies, some were in parks or other grassy areas hanging around their tents, and some were even alone, walking with mares that they’d… defiled.

Whatever was happening in Ponyville was happening here too! She needed to get to Celestia fast!

Time to save Equestria again! Of course, it was a bit different this time. Twilight looked back down at some of the… disheveled mares beneath her, and her mind helpfully reminded her of only earlier today when she’d watched Rarity and Fluttershy getting roughly ass-fucked in the middle of Ponyville.

Okay, it was very different this time. They’d never dealt with an enemy like this before, literally, but Twilight knew that they could win this, they always did!

But first she had to see Celestia. There was no way she didn’t know about this by now, and Twilight would need her guidance to get through this. If any mare had a plan of action on how to deal with these striped menaces, it would be her.

Arriving at the Canterlot Castle, a place she knew all too well, the determined mare flew straight over the wall around it and landed directly in front of the main entrance. It was nice being able to finally give her wings a rest from the nonstop flying, but Twilight wasn’t thinking about that, instead frowning as she came face to face with two zebra stallions, them in the same places that the royal guard should’ve been stood.

Looking at them, they seemed to be wearing the former guards’ uniforms, though pieces of it were missing, likely unable to fit the zebras’ more muscular bodies. But while Twilight was curious as to what had happened to the previous guards, and why these two were acting in their place, she wasn’t in the mood for games. “Excuse me, Sirs.”

On their faces were those same smug, self-satisfied smirks that she’d seen every zebra have on their muzzles. It infuriated her. But nonetheless, they perked up on seeing her, and though their eyes roamed her body, they still responded. “Are you Twilight Sparkle?”

“I…” How do they know my name? Putting on her serious, royal face to hide her confusion, she tried ignoring their leers and pushed on. “Yes. Why do you ask?”

“Go to the throne room. Queen Domina’s been expecting you.” They turned around together, practically presenting their balls and donuts to Twilight as she looked away. Together, the zebras held open the grand doors, and looked back at her expectantly.

They must not be the most used to opening castle doors or something… Awkwardly, the alicorn strolled on in through the entrance, both on guard anticipating some attack from them, and hiding her marehood with her tail, feeling their eyes roaming her body. But when they moved from the doors, they began to shut behind her, and the zebra guards took up their old positions.

“Queen Domina’s gonna have fun with her.”

“I know I would! You see that ass of hers? I’d love to make a broodmare out of he-“

Twilight felt a shiver run down her spine as the doors behind her shutting cut off the sentence. …Perverts. She supposed they would be though after all she’s seen zebras doing today.

Quickly trotting the memorised path to the throne room, where this ‘Domina’ would be, Twilight got to thinking. So Celestia and Domina of the zebras are expecting my arrival, then why are they in the throne room? If they’re discussing diplomacy then why aren’t they in the meeting room? And how in Equestria has Celestia not noticed what’s going on outside by now?!

It was like the zebras were trying to conquer Equestria with how they were all acting…

Twilight had so many questions that needed answering, such as why the royal halls were so empty, but she was sure she’d get her answers in the throne room. Speaking of which…

She arrived at another two zebra guards where pony guards should have been, but instead of questioning her, they immediately understood who she was, and opened up the doors as they too ogled her body.

I don’t wanna have to get used to thi- Twilight walked forward, and the doors didn’t shut behind her this time, but she hardly noticed as she gazed upon the thrones.

Only one of the two royal seats remained; Celestia’s, and atop it, Domina sat, directly in front of Twilight and looking down on her even smugger than the other zebras did. But the princess’s attention wasn’t on her prideful, sardonistic grin, it was on what was beneath her, or rather, who was beneath her. “Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship. You took longer than I’d anticipated to get here.”

Twilight didn’t hear her. Twilight didn’t hear anything. She was too stunned in place to register anything going on but the sight before her.

Sat on her rump, Domina had her legs spread wide, dominantly presenting her terrifyingly huge, fully-erect zebracock, and letting her humongous testicles dangle down in full view of Twilight. But even that wasn’t what the purple alicorn was focusing on.

Rather than acknowledging the gargantuan girth that lied between Domina’s thighs, Princess Twilight’s brain was locked onto the two mares down there instead, the ones worshipping the cock of all cocks with a deliriously happy look on their faces. Celestia… Luna…

As the queen sat back pleased, her junk was being pleasured by two alicorns obsessively loving her body. Luna was making out with her balls, and in a state of pure bliss lapping up all her master’s sweat off of the ginormous sack. Meanwhile, Celestia was above her sister, doing the exact same to Domina’s mare-breaking member, running her tongue all over the veiny shaft and cleaning it for her master as if she needed her dirty meat’s taste to live.

Both were covered horn to hoof in black, zebra-like stripes, and had forgone their royal attire. Their horns had rings on them, and as well as that, their necks, legs, and newly pierced ears did too, alongside Celestia’s new nose-ring.

Twilight couldn’t see if the mare’s were leaking their juices down from this angle, but could smell it from over here, and the thought sent shivers down her spine.

Whatever happened to Rarity and Fluttershy, whatever the zebras did to them, this queen had clearly also done to these two, and so now they were little more than zebra-loving sluts.

“Enjoying the show, Twilight Sparkle? They aren’t the most talented with their tongues, but I’m sure that can change with time.”

What was she to do now? Her mentor and even mother figure had already been… ‘converted’. Twilight stood there slack-jawed for the longest time, watching on in terror as her biggest inspiration in life joyously threw it all away to serve cock, but eventually, after having her world crumble around her, she was able to snap herself out of her head, and the first thing she felt was anger. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THEM?! STOP IT! NOW!”

“Hm?” Domina raised an eyelid, and her smirk grew more condescending, but she didn’t move besides that. “Stop doing what? I’m not doing anything to these whores.”

Twilight’s rage was controlling her. She never acted like this, but didn’t know what else to do, so she kept screaming. “DON’T CALL THEM THAT! AND STOP MAKING THEM DO… THAT!” Her hoof pointed at the sisters. She didn’t dare say what it was they were doing.

“Oh? This?” Domina looked down at them worshipping her questioningly, as if she truly hadn’t known what Twilight was talking about. Obviously she had. “I’m making them do nothing. These two are doing this of their volition.”

That’s a lie. It has to be. For not even a second did the mare believe it. There had to be something more going on here, like mind-control, or maybe they were changelings. “N-No!” Twilights voice suddenly lost its furious edge, anger turning into accusation. “They wouldn’t! Stop whatever it is you’re doing that to them!” Her mind wanted to think up a plan of action, but was too stressed to even begin thinking rationally.

“They wouldn’t, would they?” It wasn’t a question, it was a challenge, one Domina gladly took. Beginning to stand, she rose to her hooves, showing the full extent of her powerful body for the first time and forcing the sister’s off of her genitals. But they didn’t mind too much, and tried going back immediately to what they were doing. “Stop it, sluts! I command it.” Instantly, the pair followed their orders, and removed themselves from the fantastic fuckstick. They wanted to keep going, but knew that what their master wanted came first. “Luna, if you would like to, you may eat out my ass. And Celestia, if you so choose to, you may twerk for your Master. It would please me.”

“Yes, Master!” In horror, Twilight watched on as the two instantly, without the slightest hesitation, followed the zebra’s optional requests. Luna dove into her ass like her life depended on it, and with her queen’s tail already flagged, she unthinkingly rammed her muzzle into her rear, and moaned as she shoved her tongue as deep into the hung mare’s stinking shithole as she could. And alongside her, Celestia’s body moved before she even considered her options. She gleefully presented to her queen the fattest flank in all Equestria, and in full view of Twilight’s eyes that couldn’t pry themselves off of her, Celestia shook her huge cheeks up and down like the proudest whore to ever exist.

…Mind control. It has to be mind control. It wasn’t. She knew how such magic worked like the back of her hoof, and even she knew this wasn’t mind control.

“Mph! Does that address your curiosities then, Princess?” Domina had forgotten how good it felt to have her dirty donut eaten out, and considering the enthusiasm Luna was putting into making out with it, perhaps she’d need to make her do it more often.

Celestia… But down below, with her anger having faded completely and transformed into anguish, Twilight fell to her rump as she stared up at what had become of her fellow princesses. She was bigger than the average mare in every way, but she was still smaller than the three above her, and the mare felt miniscule down underneath them all. “Wh… Why are you doing this?”

“Hm?” It was a broad question, but even with the inevitability of Princess Twilight becoming a mindless fuckslave, Domina decided to enlighten her. “Us zebras came from afar to these lands to satiate the carnal urges that our bodies forced upon us. We were living in strife, and with zebra stallions outnumbering mares ten to one, there was simply not enough pussy to go around to satisfy every zebra. So when my spy came to these lands, and saw how you ponies lived-”

“A-A spy? You mean Zecora?” Twilight cut in, her curiosity and fear getting the better of her.

“Zecora?” She knew Twilight? Domina knew her former spy lived here, but to know one of the princesses… “No. That mare is a traitor to Zebrica and an enemy to her own equines.”

Twilight didn’t know what to do with that new information, but didn’t pay it any mind as Domina continued.

“Now if you will allow me to finish…” There was a scathing undertone to her voice. She may have been willing to converse with Twilight for now for whatever reasons, but she was still the queen, and wouldn’t be cut off again. “As I was saying, when one of my spies came upon these lands, and saw how you ponies lived such carefree lives with such bountiful bodies and enough mares to satisfy a kingdom, I knew these lands would be worth conquering, for the good of zebrakind.”

So that was it, they really were here to conquer Equestria… Twilight nearly didn’t dare question further, but she was known for her curiosity, and needed to know more. “A-And the ponies…?”

Again, Domina’s smirk grew. “’To the victors go the spoils.’ And as your kingdom’s main defence is either at my hooves or off in Ponyville getting striped as we speak, that means all you ponies belong to us zebras now, and we will thoroughly enjoy making slaves of you.”

“S-Slaves…?” Twilight numbly asked the question she didn’t want the answer to.

And Domina answered. “Yes. Slaves. Soon, all mares will learn to love zebracock, whether they so choose to or not.”

Twilight couldn’t fathom the idea. An entire kingdom built off of slavery? “That’s… That’s awful! A-And it makes no sense! None of it makes any sense!” Frustrated, she got back up to her hooves, filled with conviction again and glaring at the mare as the two other alicorns kept going at their jobs.

“Oh? Is it now?” Every word Domina spoke sounded moaned out in her deep voice, and these were no different, but the sensuality of it went away as she commanded her personal slaves. “Sluts, head to my bedchambers this instant. I will remain here, but later I intend to reward you for your dedication to your queen.”

Like some subservient pets, the sisters followed her orders. They stopped doing what they’d been doing and dashed past Twilight out the doors behind her, not even glancing at her.

With the two recently impregnated slaves gone, Queen Domina turned to face Twilight again, and sat back down upon her throne, a taunting smirk ever-present on her muzzle. “Princess Twilight, I will humour you, and offer a deal. If you can give me a single argument explaining how this ‘makes no sense’ then I and my zebras will leave Equestria.”

This wasn’t right. It sounded too easy. “And what if I don’t?”

“Nothing. We stay and you remain powerless to our takeover of this kingdom and its ponies.”

This was definitely too easy. Twilight would take the bait, but just in case, she kept her guard up. “Fine then. I agree.”

“Then why don’t we begin? I am sure this will be fun.”

As mocking as ever, Domina responded, but Twilight already had a foal-proof argument ready to go. “It’s immoral! What you’re doing to mares is sick and perverted!”

“Is it?” She’d seen this one coming a mile off, and already had her answer prepared. “Even if they do not want it to happen and even if they do not consent to zebras having their way with them, the mares we breed are always happier in the end, and always accept their new roles as zebra fucktoys without regret for what it took to reach that point. You’re going to have to try harder than that if you intend to win this battle, pony-slut!”

Twilight saw through the argument. It was still rape, and if the mares saw what they’d become afterwards, then despite the happiness they’d have then, they still wouldn’t want to be turned into mindless sluts.

But looking up at Domina’s cocky smirk, Twilight decided against saying it. It was a pretty sound argument, but with how confident the queen was acting, she had to have some argument to all retorts Twilight would say to that. And she did.

Deciding she needed a different approach, the alicorn rubbed her chin in thought, picking through the options she had. This was no longer a doomed fight over the kingdom, it was a battle of wits, and she needed to win it. “So zebras just treat all mares as below them? As lower beings? That’s not fair or just.”

That one made Domina pause. It certainly wasn’t what she was expecting, but after a little thought, she responded as high and mighty as ever. “Ponies are seen as lower, to think they can defy the will of a zebra’s lust. That is why they will become our slaves. But I assure you, Princess, their mares will never wish for the rights that they once had.” She paused, but then went to add more before Twilight could speak again. “If you are thinking us sexist though, let me quell your worries. The fathers and mothers who give birth to foals will be proud of their offspring no matter the sex, and will be proud to see them either breeding every mare they choose to or serving any cock that comes their way. We don’t hold prejudices over such petty things.”

“But mares still won’t have any rights!”

“Once again, they won’t wish for any, so it doesn’t matter.”

That wouldn’t work either, so Twilight went back to thinking. All she needed to do was find one flaw in this plan, just one, then she could win this. “… I assume in this plan of yours that you intend for Equestria to eventually be filled with only hybrids then? So all foals will be born as a mix between zebras and ponies?”

“Not particularly, zebra mares still exist, so there will still be some pure-blooded zebras existing.” On Twilight’s questioning gaze, she continued. “The reason you have not seen any is because they are all still in Zebrica. They are unfit to make the travel with the vast majority of them being pregnant. They couldn’t make the journey if they tried to, the same reason you haven’t seen any zebra foals either.”

“Okay…” That made sense, she supposed. “But if you came here because your species’ population naturally being one stallion to ten mares, then eventually, even with an influx of pony mares now, you’ll run into the same problems down the line of a mare shortage!” She had it! She had to. Right?

Apparently not. “Not with the convenient magic you ponies have. Thanks to that, we will be able to keep the ratio of mares to stallions the same as it was for ponies: ten mares for every stallion.” Queen Domina couldn’t help but laugh at Twilight’s face. Her eyes were widened and her jaw was dropped again. “You can thank your fellow princesses for promising to teach us the nuances of your magic. They’re likely working on finishing up on that spell as we speak.”

As the massive zebra cackled - the one who was still erect and unwilling to hide her humongous rod from view - Twilight felt like she was being backed up into a corner here, even with all the open space around her. She still had plenty more to try, but with every failed question, it seemed more and more pointless to try. “B-But if every stallion is super horny and has ten mares minimum all to himself, then how will Equestria work? Equestria can’t run on pure lust?”

“You think us mindless animals that can do nothing but mate? Zebras will just pick up from where their slaves left off, all they’ll need to think about from here is serving their masters properly and looking after their spawn. And if you’re thinking about how there will be far less active workers with most of the population being pregnant constantly, us zebras are far superior to ponies in every way, and not only are our bodies capable of much more than your species can manage, our crops and resources are much more efficient too, so we will never run out of them. Try again.”

Twilight was starting to panic, and was failing miserably to hide it. “Oh yeah? Then how are slaves gonna be decided? With all them pregnant mares it’s gonna be impossible to keep track of them all!”

She answered in a mix of laziness and constant condescending superiority. “Mares belong to whichever zebra stud impregnates them, and after that, they are owned by them as their slave and their masters are allowed to do whatever they wish with them. Within each striping tent is some magical documentation, and zebras must put down exactly which mares they now own. This also avoids inbreeding, fathers shunning their responsibilities, and soon so we can keep track of which zebra owns which mare when it comes to renting, selling or even exchanging them for another.”

They’d planned this all down to a tee, Twilight realised that now, but she still needed some more answers, even if she knew this battle was already lost. “…What about the zebras that don’t do that?”

“When inevitably discovered, they will face swift and unavoidable punishment.”

“Wh-What punishments do zebras have?”

“Forced abstinence. No other punishments are needed.”

“Oh…” Were they really doomed? They couldn’t be. There had to be some way out of this. But before she thought about any of that, Twilight had a couple other things she wanted to ask. “What will happen to pony stallions then? Are the zebras going to mate them and claim them as theirs too?”

“If any of my zebras wish to claim some stallions then I will fully allow them to do so. But as for the options pony-cucks themselves have, they can either stay here in Zequestria without any rights, or leave.”

Twilight noticed what she’d done to the good name of Equestria, and only now did it occur to her that what was happening in Ponyville and here was happening all over Equestria. They really were doomed. “…And children and the elderly?”

“Elderly ponies will be granted the same opportunities as pony-cucks. As for pony foals, colts will be raised and then given the same ultimatum, whereas fillies will be raised properly, and taught their place in society and what role they are going to serve when the time comes.”

And with that, Twilight was out of questions. She could probably come up with some others, but what would be the point? Domina would have answers for everything she’d say.

“No more questions, pony-slut? I’m sure if you wracked your brain, you could come up with some more.” With tunnel vision keeping her gaze focused on Domina, Twilight just stared back defeatedly as the world collapsed around her, but looking at the Queen of the Zebras, she did notice her eyes flickering behind her for only the briefest moment.

Why’d she look behind me? The door’s shut, isn’t it? Did she hear it shut? It hardly mattered, but out of pointless curiosity, Twilight turned around to check…

And was face to face with a zebra who’d snuck up behind her.

One holding a dispersion ring between his teeth.

A dispersion ring that would go on her-

“Gah!” Instantly, Twilight recoiled back on instinct, and dove away from the sneaky stallion who’d been far too close to sealing off her magic. Wait. Whilst me and Domina were talking, was he…?

Her head snapped back to Domina, who smiled back at her almost proudly. An impressive mare, she is… She had intended on adding the alicorn to her growing list of personal slaves anyway, but now, she was looking forward to getting to break that talented mind of hers. Before she could think more on that though, the zebra queen’s head snapped to the zebra who’d missed his chance at disabling her, and she grew frustrated. “I told you to anticipate her arrival and be ready! Are you aware of how long I stalled just so you could miss your chance?!”

As she screamed, zebras began surrounding Twilight, and again, she acted on instinct. A purple forcefield rose around herself, just in time to block the stallions that had pounced on her.

She needed to get out of here. NOW!

Looking back at Queen Domina one last time, Twilight saw her usual smirk back on her face, her not even bothering to try and stop her from leaving atop her throne.

“I have a feeling we will be seeing each other again soon, Twilight, and I very much look forward to it!” With those last seductive words said, the princess’s horn glowed brightly, and the magical barrier went down right before the-

Poof!

And then she was gone. She escaped.

Atop the Canterlot Castle, panting for breath, Princess Twilight was trying to register… EVERYTHING!

Had that really just happened? Had she really just learnt all that? Had she really only avoided becoming zebra property by a few hairs?!

Either way, that wasn’t what she needed to be thinking about now. Celestia and Luna… It was unfortunately too late to rely on their help, but no matter how hopeless things looked now, Equestria was relying on her to save it!

She’s done it before! She’ll do it again!

Taking flight, Twilight took off back to Ponyville. With all the new info she had, they at least stood some tiny chance against whatever the future held for them.

But before she could return home, she had a quick stop to make along the way…

It wouldn’t take long, but she needed to do this, before it was too late.

Author's Note

Y’know, I’m starting to think my in-depth planning for stories and worlds and all that is going to waste on these pony smut-fics… Nah.

I am pumping out content for Striped Slaves as of recent! I suppose I’ve just gotten back into writing with how much I’m working on this and the other fics I’m working on right now.

Anyway, looking back at how this fic has gone so far, I’m a but regretful of how I handled Fluttershy. She’s easily one of the best ponies to lewd, but she should’ve lasted longer before giving in to their cocks in chapter 3. I think this guy’s comment summed it up pretty well to be honest. I’m not gonna change it, and if I do it won’t be much, but I do wish I’d let Fluttershy last at least a bit longer in that chapter…
(Sorry, was just venting there)

And as usual, kinky requests are always accepted, so even if you’re pretty sure an idea you have or a mare you want striped wouldn’t be accepted, give it a go! I’m always happy to hear ideas and give the people/ponies what they want!