In the sky over Equestria, the sun was beginning to set all by itself. It didn’t need to be done manually anymore, not since a certain solar mare got her magic sealed away.

It was odd that that happened, but who could really explain how magic worked?

Twilight Sparkle, she could, and she was thinking about the science behind it on her flight back to Ponyville, anything to distract her from what was happening around her. She’d already spent her time on this trip coming up with their next plan of action, so for now, she kept her mind as far off of the zebras as she could, even if it kept wandering back to them.

But time flies when you’re stressed about zebras bringing an end to your kingdom, and before she knew it, hours had passed, and Twilight reached Ponyville. She had a lot to do, so as quickly as she could, the alicorn dove down to swoop in on her home.

Okay, first, I need to go to the castle to check up on Starlight, then- “Gah!” Flailing her legs, she did her best to stop herself in the air, flapping back before she reached the Crystal Castle on spotting the large, bubble-like forcefield erected around it. And barely inches away from crashing into it, she finally managed to successfully reorient herself in the air, and flying away from it, Twilight inspected the magical barrier.

She was very lucky to have avoided it, so wanted to know what its purpose was.

Getting closer and analysing it, she used her extensive magical expertise to examine it. She could tell it was Starlight’s from the colour, anypony could figure out that, but from the thickness of its walls, she could understand its purpose and saw it was a species barrier, the same one Shining Armor used to protect Canterlot during his wedding. It lets some species pass it, and some are blocked… Ponies can go in and out, and zebras…

She could now tell what it was there for, and flew into it soon after, passing through effortlessly.

At least there was some comfort in knowing that she wouldn’t have been splattered if she hadn’t been able to stop her dive in time.

Flying down to one of the building’s balconies, her goal hadn’t changed. She still needed to find Starlight and check in on how things were going here, then she could find the rest of the Mane 6, bring them here, and let them in on her plan.

Running down corridors, she checked Starlight’s bedroom, the kitchen, the library, but nothing. She didn’t see anything of her unicorn student. It wasn’t until she was approaching the map room that she even heard another pony, but this didn’t sound like Starlight, it didn’t even sound like one pony, it must’ve been a sizeable crowd of them.

Of course, Twilight went there next.

Spotting the large doors were already open, she trotted up to them, and on entering the room she saw all the ponies inside.

It was a crowd, easily, made up of a large number of Ponyville residents she knew that were scattered around the room talking amongst themselves. The Mane 6’s chairs had been moved to the side, but in the middle, the map remained, with multiple ponies looking down at what it displayed.

A tense, worried mood hung in the air, and Twilight knew who was to blame, but it was only then did she realise the oddness of the crowd gathered here. She took a quick glance, and saw that there were nearly as many stallions here as there was mares, and in a society of 10 mares to every stallion, that was certainly worth noticing. There was also an abundance of fillies and even some foals in the mass gathered here, and Twilight spotted how the gap between them was roughly how it should be.

It wasn’t long before she was spotted though, and in an instant, all the chatter died out, every head in the room turning to her. Ponies had been off in their own groups, but with her here, they all flocked to her like moths to a light.

“Princess Twilight’s here!”

“She’s back! She’ll know what to do!”

“Princess, what’s going on?”

They gathered before her, and rightfully panicked, they begged her for answers as to what was going on.

“I… Uhh…” But what was she supposed to say? That Celestia and Luna were lost? That zebras had come here to rape all of them and conquer their peaceful kingdom?

Taking a deep breath and thinking very carefully about what she was going to say, Twilight began, trying to stave off a mass-panic.

“Listen up!” She yelled out in her royal Canterlot voice, and when all the chatter had ceased, she began. “Zebras have invaded Equestria-”

When the crowd began again, more panicked this time and talking over her, she was about to yell out again, until somepony else beat her to it. “She said listen!” It was Starlight, handily emerging out of the crowd to join her side. “You wanted her advice so listen to it!”

On the silence, Twilight nodded at her thankfully. It was a bit aggressive, but worked, so she didn’t complain. “Like I was saying: zebras have invaded Equestria, but don’t worry as plans are already being developed to stop them and put an end to their attack.”

Starlight looked at her teacher. For plans, she wasn’t sure what they could do at this point, but if her teacher said she had a plan, then she’d have faith in her.

“For now, you can spend as long as you want inside the castle walls. You’ll be safe from zebras in here and I know that our magical food and water supplies won’t run out so you’ll never go hungry either. I’m sorry, but until the zebras have been dealt with, this is the most we can do for you.”

Silence dominated the room, all of the mares and stallions taking in the new information, but before long, one voice called out from the group.

“They’re raping our mares! A-And we’ve just gotta sit by while it happens?!” The stallion who said that was Mr Cake, and he was upset, but within reason. Only earlier today he’d had to come home from a cake delivery to find his wife covered in stripes outside being ploughed by a zebra, and he’d had to watch as she begged him for more, begging him to cum in her again and screaming gleefully about how she didn’t need her ‘pathetic husband’ anymore, only ‘superior zebracock’.

His words inspired more to speak up though, and soon, more questions were being thrown at her from the crowd. “Even if you do defeat these zebras, even if they ran away right now, they’ve still raped and impregnated so many mares! It’s too late to do anything about that!” That voice was Octavia Melody. She and her marefriend Vinyl had just been playing music together at home, until a horny zebra barged his way into their home, and on liking the look of her ‘big, white ass’, he bent her over her turntable and raped her on it, fucking her until he came in her and she was begging for more. Throughout all of this, Octavia couldn’t do anything but watch as it happened, and though she’d escaped from being bred herself, she still regretted leaving her love behind.

“And how safe are we in here? How do you know the zebras won’t come in here and take us all too?” Finally, one more voice heard in the crowd was from a mare named Bon Bon. She was stood here beside her own marefriend Lyra, but nearly had that opportunity taken away from her earlier today. On the floor of their living room, a zebra had mounted her, and he rubbed his oversized zebracock up and down her ass as he got ready to mate her. But he hadn’t realised Lyra was in the house too, and when she came downstairs from the shower, saw what was going on, and threatened to use her magic to ‘blast his ass from here to Fillydelphia’, he retreated, and the mares were soon found by Starlight.

Back in the present though, Twilight Sparkle couldn’t hear herself thinking over all this noise, so once again, she used the royal Canterlot voice, and yelled out again. “BE QUIET!” They all shut up, and she leapt on the opportunity to speak, even more stressed than all them with all this pressure on her. “Firstly, you are definitely safe here as the forcefield outside will let any ponies go in and out but won’t let any zebras through. Secondly, it is too dangerous to go outside, and with all the zebras out there, you’d just be putting yourselves in danger. And thirdly, as for the zebras cumming in the mares… We’re still coming up with plans but are determined to do what we can to make it so those zebras never happened. You are all dismissed.”

They wanted to keep questioning her, they needed to know more about what was happening, but they’d disrespected the princess enough, and they knew better than to ignore a formal dismissal. So disappointedly, they all went back to where they’d been, and left Princess Twilight to calm down from her rant.

“Good job handlin’ ‘em, Twi’. Though I can’t exactly blame them for bein’ so shaken.” Twilight had spotted them earlier, but only now were Applejack and Rainbow Dash approaching her, Trixie with them and taking place beside Starlight.

Those of the main gang that were here looked just as concerned as everypony else, but there was still questions on Twilight’s mind, one that the athletic mares answered before she could even ask.

“After ya left fer Canterlot ah went back to the farm an’ grabbed Big Mac’ and the littluns.” She nodded behind her, and sure enough, Big Macintosh was sat to one side, keeping an eye on Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo as they happily chatter together, oblivious to Equestria’s striped problems.

“And after a zebra tried to climb up onto me before I flew away from him, I saw what they were doing to mares and…” She looked off to the side, not able to look Twilight in the eyes as she continued. “I went to round up the rest of the six but… Pinkie, Rarity and ‘Shy, they were…” When she’d found them, they were being fucked like there was no tomorrow, and to see her friends like that, especially Fluttershy…

As Rainbow turned uncharacteristically quiet, Twilight had gotten all of her answers, but one.

Needing to know, she turned to her student and didn’t bother beating around the bush. “Why is Spike not here?”

Starlight had seen this question coming from a mile away, and just decided to tell her, bluntly. “He’s not here. I had a look for him a while back but he’s definitely not in the castle.” On seeing Twilight’s face turn even more distraught, she offered a little comfort. “I’ve made the barrier so dragons can get through it. If he comes back, he’ll be able to get back in no problem.”

It was a small comfort. I told him not to leave in the first place though! Sighing, Twilight unhappily had to put Spike to one side for now. They could look for him when Equestria was safe, they had no choice but to. “Thanks… Good job on the barrier and all this by the way.”

“Thanks. I imagine you haven’t come back from Canterlot with good news though.”

Twilight’s silence was enough of an answer.

“Before you tell us about that then, you might want to see this first.”

This can’t be good… The Princess of Friendship wasn’t too much of a pessimist anymore, not like she used to be, but here she felt it was justified as she was led over to the room’s magical map.

With some other ponies moving out of the way for them, Twilight looked down on it, and had her fears confirmed. Instead of the usual neutral blue everywhere, several spots on the map were covered in black and white stripes, them being major cities and towns that the zebras had begun ‘conquering’. They were everywhere, confirming how the zebras were going after all of Equestria at once, and so few places weren’t ’striped’.

They don’t seem to have ventured out into non-pony territory though, and they haven’t even been near the Crystal Empire…

Still, it was overwhelming, and Twilight knew Equestria had never seen a threat like the one these zebras posed.

“Hey Twi’” A pink hoof on her shoulder snapped Twilight out of her thoughts, and looking over to Starlight, she saw her smiling understandably at her. At least she was trying. “Do you wanna tell us about what things were like in Canterlot then?” She looked down at the map, seeing the capital city shrouded in stripes. “It can’t be too much worse than what’s going on here, right?”

It was worse. It was so much worse.

Wanting them to have some privacy for this, the princess took Starlight, AJ, RD and, after some arguing, Trixie to the empty library, and there, she went and told them everything she experienced up in Canterlot.

Everything.

From the debauchery on the streets to the pervy zebra guards to Queen Domina herself to what had become of Celestia and Luna to the zebras’ plans and what they planned for ’Zequestria’ and its mares to barely escaping the throne room to seeing her own mother get fucked and invite her in for a threesome, she told them everything.

And they listened with rapt attention, even Trixie.

When she was done rambling about her day, she looked up at them from her place sat on a stool, and they were all busy computing the information. It was a lot to take in, but when they were done, Starlight looked Twilight in the eyes, and spoke with a voice full of loyal determination. “So what’s the plan?”

The motivation did make the alicorn smile though, and helped enthuse her too, if a little. But as for plans, Twilight only had half of one, and she stood up as she started explaining it. “So, did you read that book about Zebrican traditions I gave you?”

“Yeah. It was what got me outside bringing ponies here in the first place.”

“Then did you read anything about zebra weaknesses or ways to reverse when they ‘broke’ mares?” The rest just listened on. They didn’t fully understand what ‘breaking’ a mare was, but they could take an educated guess as they let the two eggheads get to work.

And Starlight had read all about that topic, but nothing about any zebra weaknesses or ways to undo the breaking showed up. “Sorry Twi’, no.” Looking down, Twilight was clearly deep in her mind, and though Starlight didn’t want to break her train of thought, she couldn’t resist asking more. “Do you know somepony that might know stuff like that?”

She did. “Not somepony, Starlight. Somezebra.”

Domina had let it slip that Zecora was a traitor to her empire, and with enough luck, it would be her downfall.

Starlight gasped. “Zecora!” She had to stop though. The only mare that could help pull this off was Twilight, and after today she looked a bit…

“Yeah! Maybe she knows some secret zebra knowledge that could be the catalyst to this whole invasion!” Full of pep, Twilight got on her hooves and headed to the door, only for Applejack to block her way.

“Now Twilight, ah wanna go after Zecora as much as anypony, but you’re in no state to go bring her over here. Ya haven’t eaten all day, yer wings are still probably sore from all that flyin’, and yer sweatin’ like a pig!”

“But we need to-“ Twilight cut herself off, thinking on what the farmpony had said. “Wait, did I give a big speech in front of all those ponies earlier looking like a mess?”

“Ah doubt they noticed.”

“Trixie knows she did.” Trixie, the infinitely helpful mare, couldn’t resist chirping in, even if she withered under the glares she received because of it. “…Sorry.”

Soon enough, the attention returned back to Twilight and this plan that held potential. “Now ah reckon we should get some food in yer belly and rest up fer an early morning, whaddya say?”

When she put it like that, Twilight couldn’t resist. “…Fine.”

They’d go for Zecora early in the morning, and no zebras would be able to stop them.

But as they developed their plans, so did another group, one plotting their schemes in secret beside the body of a stallion.

They were three fillies, and they were talking about the matter at hand now that Big Macintosh watching over them had fallen asleep.

“So what’s up with all those zebras outside? I barely even got to see any of them before Applejack rushed us over here.” Scootaloo didn’t like how little they were being told here, nor did the other two. Ever since this whole zebra thing had started, for some reason, these three weren’t being told anything, and they couldn’t stand it!

“I know! Apparently Rarity not being here has something to do with them, but nopony will tell me what!”

But though Sweetie Belle was worrying about her sister, Apple Bloom was the most conflicted of the three, having done this whole song and dance before moons ago. “Ah thought they’d gotten over that whole zebra thing though. I don’t know why they’re doing it again. Zecora was harmless in the end…”

For an upset moment, the three sat in an unhappy silence. The curiosity was killing the three, and that was a dangerous thing…

“You know, if we wanted to, we could find out for ourselves what’s going on out there.” Scootaloo, on breaking the silence, offered up the idea, and the others looked on expectantly. “You heard what Twilight said earlier, all ponies can go in and out of that forcefield thingy. If we go out and see that the zebras aren’t doing anything wrong, we could save the day! Just like Apple Bloom did with Zecora!”

“Let’s do it!” She already had the farmfilly on board, so Scootaloo and her turned to Sweetie Belle next, the two anticipating her answer.

And she wasn’t so sure about this plan, but on thinking about it, agreed anyway. “Fine… But only because I want to see if we can spot Rarity while we’re out there!” With her friends beside her, what could go wrong? Surely they wouldn’t see anything they weren’t supposed to. “We’ll sneak out in the morning then!”

“This is gunna be fun!”

“I can’t wait!”

In the rest of Ponyville, away from the safehaven of the Crystal Castle, there were few mares who weren’t bred at this point. Most had already been fucked without mercy, impregnated and then enslaved, and only the bravest of the remaining mares would dare take a single step outside…

Or the ditziest.

Derpy Hooves wasn’t the average Ponyville mare, for multiple reasons.

The first was her eyes. Sometimes, they could go a little wonky and look off in different directions. This was the least of her problems though.

Because second was her personality. She was infamous around the town for being an air-headed klutz, and a little shunned because of it, always knocking stuff over, bumping into other ponies and forgetting things that she was just told. Things like this would hardly matter to a zebra’s subservient slave, but in a pony society it made her feel cast-out from those around her.

Which brings us to the third thing that separated her from other mares: her body. To put it bluntly, it was perfect, perfect for a pony stallion to lust after and just as perfect for a zebra to rut ruthlessly. Her face was cute, her body was pudgy and bouncy, and her thighs were thick and desirable, but most importantly, her teats were humongous, enough to make other ponies wonder how she walked around with them dangling between her legs, and her ass was colossal, easily the biggest in Ponyville (beating Pinkie Pie in second place) and looking like it was trying to contend with the Royal Sisters’ in terms of size.

Yet somehow, all that booty fit her pony body perfectly, and these three main aspects came together to create Derpy.

Besides those traits though, little set her apart from most of the town’s other residents. Just like them, she had a normal job, being a postmare, if an incompetent one. Just like them, she lived alone, few stallions jumping on the offer to get into a relationship with her. And just like them, she was a virgin. Some stallions in her past had hit on her for a go with her incredible body, but every time she hadn’t taken the hint, and had driven them away before she’d understood what they were asking.

It was a lonely life, but the plump pegasus didn’t mind it, even if she wished she had some stallions in her life.

In the present, back to Equestria being overthrown and conquered by zebrakind through very sexual means, Derpy, of course, didn’t know what was going on in Ponyville.

With her having a day off, she’d spent the entire day in her house, and she was utterly oblivious to every mare being pounded until they couldn’t think anymore outside. She hadn’t even noticed the zebras marching into town this morning, her being one of the only ponies that wasn’t there for their speech. So as the evening went on, she continued being clueless to the world around her, worrying about things that didn’t matter.

An example being the shocking lack of flour in her cupboards.

Oh no, I knew I forgot to pick some up yesterday! She’d accidentally backed her ass up into her supply of it a few days ago, and hadn’t gotten any since then. Facehoofing from having forgotten something again, Derpy searched high and low in her kitchen, but there was nothing. She had every ingredient she needed to make muffins, except for flour.

Why was she making muffins during the downfall of Equestria, you ask? Well, she was hungry for some muffins…

And that’s it.

There didn’t need to be anything else to it, Derpy wasn’t a complex mare, so when she wanted some muffins, she made some muffins, and when she needed some flour, she went and got some flour, simple as that.

Seeing no reason why she shouldn’t, Derpy prepared to go to the shops, throwing on a pair of saddlebags and dropping a few bits into them. Not many places would be open at this time, but Sugarcube Corner was always open late and they always let her buy some flour off of them for enough bits.

So, full of determination and not full of muffins, Derpy opened the door to her small house and trotted out into the dirt streets, sure that nothing would stop her from getting her muffins.

How wrong she was…

Strolling through Ponyville, one particular zebra hadn’t had much luck when it came to claiming these pony-sluts. Whereas other zebras had each added two or three or four mares to their herd, this one hadn’t claimed a single mare, having spent all day helping other zebras break their own mares.

So, when he wanted to change that and wanted to fuck some mares full of his foals, he went roaming the streets looking for mares before the sun went down. With the luck he was having, he expected to have to try his luck again tomorrow…

As it turned out, he didn’t.

Strutting down a random dirt street, ready to mount the next unstriped mare he saw, suddenly, the zebra froze in place, and thought he must’ve been the luckiest zebra in this town. Why? Because right in front of him, trotting somewhere innocently, was the best mare he’d ever seen just there for the taking, humming to herself adorably.

She had a pretty face, and despite how something was going on with her eyes, he still wanted to see that muzzle wrapped around his cock. He was hardly looking at her face though, not when her plump body looked this perfect for pounding. Under her, she had two balloons for teats; they were massive, the biggest he’d ever seen on a mare, and he wanted to own them and shove his meat between them. But still, the best was yet to come, because at the back of the mare, bounding away behind her, she had the biggest, bounciest, most bangable bubble butt he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing, and as it rippled with every step she took, he imagined all the things he could do to it once it was his.

So, as the mare continued plodding off to Sugarcube Corner, he gave chase, with her clueless to being followed and stalked by one of the town’s many new zebra stallions, and him behind her shamelessly ogling her rear with his zebracock unsheathing itself under him.

As it turned out however, as she kept strolling through Ponyville lost in her head, somehow not noticing all the interspecies breeding going on around her, he wasn’t the only one who’d caught the dumptruck she had jiggling away behind her. Everywhere she went, humming naively and drawing more and more attention to herself, zebras’ heads turned, latching onto the fantastically fuckable mare trotting foolishly down the town’s roads.

Though he’d seen this mare first, soon, he wasn’t alone, and one-by-one multiple other zebras were joining him behind her, giving up their own degenerate activities for a piece of this fat-assed pony-slut.

“Holy shit, how the fuck does she carry that thing behind her all day?” What must’ve been the sixth zebra joining Derpy’s fan club said that, and the rest of them agreed with the sentiment, unable to take their own eyes off of the hypnotic dumptruck before them.

It was like a pack of lustful wolves following after an unsuspecting rabbit, and only time would tell when they pounced on her.

“And imagine what this pony-slut’ll look like when bred and striped; zebra markings all over her fat flank and pregnant belly as well as piercings on those bloated milk-sacks of hers!” Most of the other zebras didn’t voice their agreement to what that zebra had said, but they agreed, their throbbing, unsheathed members under them enough of an answer.

Around them, bred mares were littered all around the place. Some were sleeping, cuddling up to their fellow slaves as cum poured out of them, yet more recently-used ones were currently stuck in the position they’d been fucked in, coming down from their zebracock-high and panting tiredly as spunk oozed out of them.

Though the zebras all noticed these mares, Derpy didn’t seem to. Her eyes were locked onto her destination, and as she travelled, she was lost in her thoughts, naively unaware of her surroundings. It was as adorable as it was pitiful.

After a short stroll following their target, led by the first zebra to have spotted her, Derpy soon reached her destination: a well-lit bakery with its door already open and light shining from inside. With a wide smile, she trotted on in, fortunately unaware of how it made her rear shake.

And the zebras were about to follow her, until the one at the front of the team stopped them, keeping them outside for a little longer. “Wait a sec’.”

The others weren’t happy being delayed, nor were their pulsating erections. “What is it?”

Not leading them on, he answered. “I’m gonna be the one to claim her.”

“What?!”

“Why do you get to?!” All of them wanted this mare for themselves, and knew they wouldn’t be satisfied with just one round with her.

“Because…” He shut them up, and when they quieted, stood on the doorstep of the bakery, he continued, a grin on his face. “Not only did I see her first, but when I do claim her, I’ll be sure to make her free-use too!”

That answer made them think.

Rules were set up before they came to Equestria. Zebras needed permission to fuck another zebra’s mare, and though most of the time zebras kept all their mares available for any zebra to use whenever they wanted, some kept the best sluts for themselves and nozebra else.

But if this zebra was promising that - as long as they didn’t knock her up - any zebra would be able to use this grey goddess as much as they wanted…

Begrudgingly, they all agreed to his terms, and with their giant zebracocks bobbing under them as they went, they followed the mare inside.

Something was different about Sugarcube Corner, even Derpy could tell that. Maybe it was because it looked and smelt like a mess.

The instant she’d stepped in here, the atmosphere had changed. The air was thick with what only could be described as a musk, out there it was in the air, and Derpy had caught the smell a couple of times, but in here, it was potent!

She couldn’t tell it was a musk though, so when the deep, intoxicating stench travelled up into her nose and started doing things to her body: making her marehood wetten and start winking as her core ached with need, Derpy didn’t think much of it, ignoring it as she strolled to the counter.

They sure must’ve been doing a lot of baking out here… Looking down, she saw what had to be icing everywhere. There was so much of it though, and it was all over the place! Hmm…

Out of curiosity, she unthinkingly reached a hoof down to touch at the icing, and when she stuck her hood in it, she was surprised with what she felt. It felt nothing like icing, too goopy. Maybe it was a thrown out batch?

She scooped a little up in her hoof and brought it to her face. It didn’t really look like icing either. Does it taste like it though…?

Any sane mare would be disgusted by this, but Derpy wasn’t. She was just that blissfully unaware.

Bringing her hoof to her mouth, she gingerly stuck her tongue out and lapped up some of the ‘icing’. It tasted nothing like it was supposed to, but somehow, it still tasted… amazing!

Addicted to the taste, she cleaned the rest off of her hoof with her tongue, ingesting every last drop of it. She needed to get the recipe to this off of Mrs Cake, she was sure it’d go excellently with muffins.

Speaking of Mrs Cake though… Looking around, the mare saw the place was empty. There was no mare to serve her, and though she could’ve sworn she heard Cup Cake upstairs, groaning and making some weird noises for some reason, nopony was working the counter.

She was tempted to explore upstairs and see if the bakery’s owner was up there, but right when she turned to the stairs-

“Hey there, fat-ass. You need some help?” The zebra ready to impregnate this pony took the lead again, finally being noticed by her.

“Hm?” But Derpy hadn’t even noticed the zebra come in, nor had she noticed his friends following him, but she didn’t think anything of it, instead, she thought about what he’d said. “Oh, yes! Do you work here?”

That wasn’t what he meant, but he’d roll with it. The bakery did now belong to some zebra since he owned what his mare owned. “Sure.” Smoothly, he sauntered behind the counter, able to tell that some zebras had a lot of fun here. “What is it you need?”

She didn’t find this weird, nor did she suspect anything out of the six other stallions behind her, so Derpy turned her back on them, the musk in the air making her subconsciously raise her tail for them as her pussy winked. “Well, I need some flour for the muffins I’m making, and Mrs Cake usually lets me but some off of her since they always have so much.”

“You’re buying flour from a bakery?” It was a little odd, couldn’t she just buy some muffins from here?

Apparently not. “Yep! Do you have any?”

An idea emerged in his head, a very perverse one, and as he hid his grin, he answered smoothly. “How much money do you have?”

Happily, she reached into her saddlebag and pulled out three bits, placing them on the counter.

“Oh…” And feigning disappointment, he looked down at the coins before looking back up at her. “That doesn’t seem to be enough…”

Behind her, the other zebras grinned wide. They knew where this was going, and even though they could just fuck her here and now, who didn’t enjoy toying with their prey?

“Really? It was enough all the other times I bought some here...” She looked down a little crestfallen at her money. No muffins for her then.

“Mhm. The prices have increased since then.” Letting the mare’s disappointment drag on for a moment, he then spoke up optimistically, breaking the solemn silence. “You know… There is one other way you could pay for it.”

Seeing their cues, the other zebras stepped forward, surrounding the vulnerable mare and closing in on her. Then, all of a sudden, one hopped up onto her and mounted her huge behind, and with his hooves and the sides of her gigantic ass, he dropped his zebracock on the cheeks, and started grinding back and forth on them.

But Derpy practically ignored him. She looked back up at him mounted on her and looked at the huge zebracock rubbing on her ass curiously, but her attention soon turned back to the one behind the counter, much more interested in the promise of muffins. “Really? How?”

The zebra couldn’t believe her cluelessness, and his jaw nearly dropped, but it just made his cock pulse harder under him. He couldn’t wait to make this adorable pony-slut the mother to his foals.

“Do you want us to show you?” He started moving from behind the counter, smirking subtly to his fellow zebras, and without the only mare in the room noticing, he made a head gesture, the zebra on Derpy immediately understanding what he wanted.

“Yes! Show me!” As he walked up to her, the zebra on top of Derpy’s massive rump stop his grinding and slipped his cock down in between her legs. Soon, his thick girth was held in the warmth of both her chubby thighs and her overgrown teats, getting a delicate moan out of Derpy as she kept trying to focus on what was really important here: muffins. But the zebra didn’t want a thighjob off of her just yet. Moving over her body, he pressed his chest to her back, and after quickly wrapping both of his front legs around her belly- “Gah!”

He tossed them both backwards, and with his legs wrapped around her, he put his back to the floor and held her over him, vulnerable and confused.

“Huh? What’s going on? Wh-What are you doing?” Why was she lying on her back on a zebra? Was she not getting the flour? Derpy didn’t know, but it certainly felt weird to be in this position, with everything of hers out in the open like this. Held in place by the zebra, her wings were trapped behind her, her legs were spread, and her teats and slick genitalia were displayed to the room. There was also his giant, hot zebracock between her legs, and the feeling of it against her pussy was sending weird shivers through Derpy.

But in front of her body, the zebra from the counter appeared again, and took place between her thighs. “You still want that flour, don’t you?”

She did, but as he dropped his cock onto her teats, making them spread some weird feelings through her body, for some reason she hesitated. “Y-Yes.”

“Then just lay back and let us have some fun with this slutty body of yours! Well give you your flour once we’re ” His hooves were on her thighs, spreading them further, and he was mounted onto her lower half, with his cock pushing the cock of the zebra beneath her to the side as it lay on her cleavage.

They didn’t mind their cocks touching; zebras stallions were often in situations like this where they had to be close to one another, and though pony stallions would be off-put by something like that, zebras had to get into gangbangs like this daily back in Zebrica with how few mare there were. So they were used to sharing mares, and they absolutely didn’t mind sharing this one.

Back to the present, from between Derpy’s spread legs, the zebra there had the perfect view of her pussy, her giant teats, and her confused, innocent face. He couldn’t wait to get started. Literally.

With the audience watching and enjoying the show he was putting on, excitedly, the zebra lined himself up at her wet entrance. He wanted to get a titjob from those magnificent udders she had first, but there was plenty of time for that later. Right now he had some breeding to do.

However, when his tip pushed against her puffy pussy lips, Derpy was having doubts. She knew what sex was and she knew all about horsecocks and marehoods and impregnation and blah blah blah… But that thing he had between his legs was huge! Bigger than any she’d seen before (minus that one that’d been rubbing on her rump) and he wanted to put it inside of her?!

She’d never done this before, she was a virgin. Was it worth giving this stallion her first time for the muffins she wanted?

Well, yes, it was, but it still made Derpy nervous as he pushed his penis against her. “You ready, slut?”

She didn’t know why he called her that, but timidly nodded anyway, feeling the heat of his meat against her hole. And though her answer didn’t really matter at this point to the zebras, on seeing her willingly give herself to them, the stallion ready to fuck her brains out grinned in excitement, and instead of making her wait any longer, he began pushing himself in.

“AAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHH!” It felt even bigger than it looked! As the zebra’s tip spread open her pussy’s lips, it delved into her body, and as Derpy’s entrance clung down on him, she felt him go deeper, and felt her body sending so many new feelings through her as her cunt got stretched. “NGAAH! Ngh! Ah! Ungh! Hngh!” K-Keep thinking about the muffins. Keep thinking about the… Oh my gosh! How is it so big?! H-He can’t fit that all in there!

The other zebras, enjoying her lewd moans, got closer to the show being put on for them, with their own zebracocks pulsing under them unsatisfied.

On the other hoof, her future master was happily being satisfied by her bountiful body. She was unbelievably tight inside, yet at the same time, her pussy was incredibly welcoming, and wrapped around his cock in a hot, wet, pleasurable embrace as he fed more into her. “Ngh! Holy shit, pony-slut! Your body was made for mating!” She’d make the perfect broodmare.

And surrounded by zebras, unable to stop herself moaning, Derpy didn’t disagree. Despite the uncomfortable feeling of her marehood having to widen around him so he could fit in her, and despite the sharp pain that followed getting her hymen destroyed from him driving his cock into her, it felt amazing, and Derpy was starting to forget what she came here for in the first place.

After plenty of pushing, shoving, and ramming himself into the breedable mare, hungrily stuffing more and more of his huge cock into her, another series of throaty moans escaped out of her, louder than the rest, and he knew why. He’d hit her womb, the end of her hole that held the eggs he planned on fertilising, but of course, he didn’t stop.

Derpy flailed around for something to grab on to and squeeze down on, but there was nothing, so instead she did the only thing she could: Derpy kept moaning, crying out to her adoring admirers as the stallion wedged the last few inches in, hilting in her balls-deep.

“AHN! S-So deep! Ahn! I… Ngh! Th-This is what it feels like to be mated?” No, this was what it felt like to be mated by a zebra, but the fun was only just beginning.

Derpy wondered how this could possibly get better. Though it was difficult getting used to the feeling of him widening her cunt, now she enjoyed the feeling of his veiny zebracock throbbing inside of her, and she enjoyed the sight of the bump his giant cock was making on her belly. Plus, there was the smell too…

Whereas this room had already smelt really nice to her, filled with some musky odour that made her body tingle with want, the room was now drowning in that delicious stench. Half a dozen dirty zebracocks that had spent the entire day fucking mares would do that when unsheathed for long enough.

This wasn’t about the muffins anymore.

Derpy hoped he’d continue, hoping his cock would give her more of these new, mind-numbing feelings that she couldn’t get enough of. But he didn’t continue, for some reason, he was talking to the zebra still under her holding her in place, saying things that she wasn’t listening to.

She wished she’d been listening though as her zebra’s hooves reached under her thighs and pulled her up, lifting her off of her horny pillow for a second.

She was seconds from asking why he stopped mating her, but she soon found out, because before anything that wasn’t a moan could leave her mouth, Derpy felt a prodding at her ponut, one that felt as thick, hot and meaty as the zebra still lodged in her.

Though she was busy getting her brains fucked out, just for a moment, Derpy’s sanity came back to her, and she acted as rationally as she could here.

“Wh-What?! That won’t-! I-I don’t think that’s supposed to go up there!” Getting this hung stud inside of her pussy was already a struggle, even if a pleasurable one. But the other one wanting to go up there?! Up her butt?! He’d never fit!

They didn’t seem to care though. Despite her objections, slowly, the zebras began lowering her body down onto his pole, and Derpy was powerless as her donut was wrapped around him and his girthy inches were stuffed up her asshole, stretching her second hole wide and doing to it what had already been done to her pussy.

This time though, it felt much weirder for the mare. “NGAH! AHN! Stop it! UNGH! G-Get it out of there!” Unlike her lubed-up marehood, inside Derpy’s ponut was much more resistant, as well as much tighter. That didn’t stop the zebras though.

As she clung down hard on the cock of the zebra under her, he still kept pushing in as she was pushed down. All that lubed up his entry were the globs of pre splurting out of his tip and the sweaty juices that coated his member, yet somehow, it was working.

“NGUH! UHN! HNGH! AH!” There was some weird pleasure in there too, as well as a shred of a dull pain, but mostly it was uncomfortable and difficult for Derpy. Nothing she’d ever felt was like getting her plothole widened, and the humongous size of the zebracock going up there wasn’t helping with that, nor was the one still stuck in her cunt.

“Fuck! She’s so tight!” Her butt was gripping his dick firmly, but that hardly mattered, because soon, his thighs were pushing up into her cheeks, and her ponut was wrapped around the base of his cock as he felt the heat of her hole hug every inch of his girthy rod. “She feels so fucking good though!”

Derpy didn’t hear him, for obvious reasons. She wasn’t even in the same room as them mentally, not as both her hind holes were stuffed full of zebra and each being stretched to their limit. With her tongue lulled out of her mouth, the mare silently cried out, and didn’t know whether she wanted them to stop or keep going.

What she wanted didn’t matter though, her fate was sealed from the moment the first zebra set his eyes on her.

Not letting her get used to the feeling of so much meat inside of her, the pair of zebras in her wanted more, and didn’t mind taking it. All of a sudden, they started dragging their cocks out of her, and began yanking them out without any mercy on her holes. That put an end to her silence.

“NGAAAAAHHHHH!” It felt so odd, so unnatural, like their oversized zebracocks didn’t belong in her, and shouldn’t have been forcing their way in and out of her body. But at the same time, despite that, it felt so good, and Derpy was already addicted to the feelings of their superior schlongs fucking up her insides and scraping against her sensitive walls. “M-More! Keep going!”

The two were happy to fulfil her desperate demands. When they pulled out of her, living a double-penetration dream with this mare and feeling the other hung zebras cock right next to theirs, they needed no encouragement to start shoving themselves back into her. They couldn’t go in at the same speed, Derpy’s butthole wasn’t nearly as easy to fuck as her wet, welcoming snatch, but regardless, they both got to fucking her, forcing her holes to loosen up around them so they could really get to breaking the mare.

If Derpy thought this was going to end at two zebras though, she’d have been disastrously wrong.

Unable to wait their turn, excitedly, the rest of the striped group closed in on the mare’s vulnerable body as it got fucked. If these two got her two bottom holes, they’d have to make do with the rest of her for now. They knew the pair wouldn’t mind.

Before any of the others could beat him to it, the zebra directly behind her hopped up onto her, and after putting his hooves on her shoulders, he grabbed her head and pulled it all the way back. Instead of watching one of her zebra lovers mate with her marehood, after Derpy let her head be moved, her eyes were now on a zebra’s massive balls dangling under him, the stud’s stallionhood poking at her gaping lips as she wailed out.

“You heard him, we all get to have fun with you before you get that flour you wanted. So open up, pony-slut!”

Th-The flour… She’d entirely forgotten about the flour, but honestly, she didn’t need it anymore. Derpy had found something so much better than muffins, and rather than wanting them, all she wanted was more zebra. And if two cocks already feel this good, then more…

With a grin on his face, the zebra watched her mouth enthusiastically open for him, gaping as wide as it could and inviting him inside whorishly. And who was he to say no to that?

Putting his tip against her face-hole, the zebra didn’t hesitate to start pushing himself inside her, the third humongous cock entering the mare. He felt as her lips had to stretch to wrap around his girth, and on thrusting in, felt her tight throat clenching on him, he even saw his cock travel down her gullet as he widened it, the mare’s slutty moans turning into little more than euphoric hums around his meat as he started fucking her face.

He wasn’t the only other zebra there though.

The others also approached her buxom body lustfully, and as the one mounted on her head got to claiming her third hole, they made themselves acquainted with the rest of her. Four zebras were left, and they weren’t picky.

One on each side of her mounted her chest. They’d expect to get hoofjobs in a scenario like this, but they didn’t believe for a second that this ditzy bimbo could do that in the depraved state she was in, so hornily, they grabbed her front legs, and after sticking their huge cocks in her legpits, they started fucking them.

And the final two were just as bad. All that was left were her massive teats, but with her like this, giving themselves the crotchboobjob they desired was impossible. That didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy them though. Dropping their rumps on the floor beside her, each of them grabbed onto one of her breasts, and as their own hooves wrapped around their cocks and started jerking, they sucked, they nibbled, and they toyed with the mare’s mammaries however they wanted.

None of these four were doing this to cum, they were just waiting their turn, and entertaining themselves with her as they did.

But in the middle of all of them, the helpless victim to every zebra that joined in, Derpy was having a far better time than all of them.

“MMPH! MMMMMPH!” It was overwhelming, and her poor little mind couldn’t handle the pleasure that erupted all over her body, but as she was used, unable to get comfortable in the middle of the group getting off with her body, Derpy didn’t want to be anywhere else. Lost in a world of unending pleasure, she couldn’t see, she couldn’t move, and she couldn’t get a single word out, but she could hear so much, and felt so much more!

Her throat burned as it was forced wide open, but the tasty zebra meat pleasuring her in there more than made up for it, sliding in and out and rubbing on her tongue a filthy taste of that she craved far more than any muffins.

Her front legs felt weird. They were both being used too, zebras thrusting back and forth and gaining pleasure from her legpits, but while the mare got little ‘pleasure’ from it, she enjoyed the way their juices rubbed into her fur as they humped away.

Below them, at her teats, the two there were making her bosoms feel things that they’d never felt before. Nopony had ever even gotten to touch them before, nevermind feasting on them like these two stallions were eagerly doing, and from her sensitive nipples, jolts and tingles of potent pleasure were coursing through her body as she writhed in their grasp.

Of course though, they weren’t the best part.

Down at her dumptruck, most of the endless, mind-numbing pleasure being heaped onto her came from the two thrusting away at her hindquarters, fucking both her puffy pussy and her plump ponut without being afraid to vocalise how much they were loving it. Ever since they’d started humping away at her, they’d been speeding up, thrusting faster and giving more pleasure to all three of them, but when her holes had finally loosened up around them, begging for more, they could finally fuck her like they longed to.

One was hungrily thrusting himself upwards nonstop to fuck her ponut more, and was making her huge ass clap every time his hips smacked it. The other was mating her pussy, and just like the zebra below, he was fucking it rapidly, repeatedly driving into it over and over and over and giving no mercy to the mare as they bred her body.

Without taking breaks, without slowing, the zebras pumped three gigantic monster-cocks in and out of her holes, wildly swinging their hips to and fro to roughly bash against her muzzle, asscheeks and the gap between her spread legs.

And in the middle of the seven of them, the mare there was not the mare she once was, having lost herself long before a heavy nutsack kept slamming into her face.

All Derpy could feel was the pleasure that encompassed her, and all she could think about were these fantastic fuck-machines that she wanted to spend the rest of her life loving. Derpy’s mind wasn’t ‘broken’ by the zebras, it was fucking demolished, and what was left behind was one of the many enslaved cumsluts that already filled the town. Fuck muffins, she had zebracock now.

SO MUCH COCK! SO GOOD! I LOVE IT! ZEBRAS ARE THE BEST! I WANNA HAVE ZEBRACOCK EVERY DAY! Luckily for Derpy, having found her true calling in life, she was going to get to.

Time passed, it must have. She’d lost track of the world around her in here, trapped in a cage of constant zebra pleasure. She came more times than should’ve been possible, violent trembles travelling through her as she blasted out her juices onto her future master. All the mare knew at this point was cock, and she was happy that way.

After she’d orgasmed an uncountable amount of times, and was easily willing to beg these stallions to make her their cum-craving cocksleeve, it was finally time for them to cum too, all of them knowing exactly where they were burying their loads.

Each of them fucked her furiously, even moreso than before as they let their hips smash into the mare again and again. They were enjoying her before, but now, they wanted to cum, and didn’t hold anything back as she was forced to receive the fastest and most brutal pounds they could give her. Her body was being brutalised between the three of them, but of course, she was loving it, and couldn’t wait for when they-

“NGH! I’M CUMMING! I HOPE YOU’RE READY, PONY-SLUT!” The one at her pussy said that. Her hot, snug, sopping wet snatch was too good to hold himself back any longer, and soon, he felt the orgasmic sensation rising up his cock. He wasn’t alone though, as the others would soon follow him. “JUST A LITTLE… MORE…” His thrusts were rabid, desperate, and ruthless to the mare he was fucking, but after not much longer, he shoved himself back into her one last time, and rammed his tip against her womb as he let loose inside of her. “I’M… HNNRGGGGGGHHHHH!”

He came first, the first rope of potent zebra seed blasting out of him into Derpy, but the zebra fucking her fat ponut was soon to follow, and after him, the one in her throat. Noisily, they dumped everything they had inside of her, and with faces of pure pleasure, got to filling her up with their thick, fertile spunk.

“MMMMMMMMMMPH!” And Derpy had to take every last drop of it. Every. Last. Drop.

In three different holes, Derpy was filled to the brim with far more cum than her body could handle. The white goo was pumped into her womb, down her throat, and up her asshole, forcefully gushing out of their tips and stuffing the mare full of load after load after thick load.

“Ngh! Fuck! Take it all, slut!” Hilted in her, occasionally bucking as they felt their gigantic balls empty, the zebras filled her belly, filled her pussy, and filled her guts with their ‘icing’, watching amused as her body struggled to contain it all.

Once her womb was packed full and the rest of her snatch soon followed it, cum gushed out of her pussy, barely escaping from the thoroughly impregnated around the massive zebracock.

However, the other two didn’t get the same result. They felt as their seed was pleasurably pumped out of them, but they didn’t feel it rush out the same hole. Instead, they watched as her belly began to bloat, and kept getting bigger and bigger from the pure amount of it in her.

For minutes they came. For minutes, Derpy felt her belly getting bigger as she experienced true orhasmic bliss. And throughout all of it, as the kinky fantasy of any zebra-loving slut was heaped onto Derpy in full force, the other ones around her didn’t let it stop them. Still, they kept sucking at her teats and fucking whichever other part of her they wanted to, giving the mare no rest.

She was official zebra property now, a pregnant item to be used, enjoyed, and impregnated as many times as her new master wanted. Why should they let her rest?

Eventually, after what felt like an eternity to the beaten mare in the middle, it ended. Finally, after so long, they stopped cumming in her, and they marvelled at her body for different reasons than before.

“Holy shit, pony-slut! I didn’t know your bodies were this desperate for zebra cum!” Even the one underneath could see and feel the weight of her new belly, and as all of the zebras began releasing her from their clutches, he wanted to ogle it some more.

The zebra who’d fertilised her eggs pulled out first, with his cum gushing out of her gaping pussy. And when the zebra beneath him escaped her asshole, the same happened, her sphincter unable to close and leaking out. The one who’d fucked her face pulled out last, but no cum followed his cock, only the mare’s panting.

“Do you think she’s earned that flour yet?” The zebra group had a good laugh at that, and as they backed off in the direction of the door to see the state of her - the mare now lying in the middle of the floor in a growing pool of cum - they wanted to mess with their newest slut some more, and had an idea. “We’ll let you choose, slut. Do you want that flour you came here for, or would you rather come over here and get some more zebracock?”

She heard him, and she did. She wanted it more than she’d ever wanted anything. And all she had to do was go over there to get it?

Hungry for something other than muffins, Derpy shambled up onto her hooves on wobbly legs, and only now realised just how big her belly had gotten. She looked nine months pregnant, and her belly was nearly hitting the ground, but nonetheless, she still would make her way to them, and nothing would stop her as she took her first step forward…

Until she instantly tripped. Her body was heavier than she realised, and dramatically, she fell onto her belly, the zebras in kinky awe at what happened next.

Splurt!

Out of all three of her holes, cum rushed out of her. Derpy’s pussy gushed out a large splat onto the floor, Derpy’s mouth spewed up some cum that dribbled down her chin when her mouth couldn’t contain it all, and Derpy’s ponut blasted some out of her tailhole, flying across the room to messily stain the wall behind the counter.

As her belly was sandwiched between her and the ground, cum rushed out of her holes even faster than before, and she looked nothing like the mare she once was. Just imagine how she’ll look with stripes…

But Derpy still wanted more. She was still horny, and the zebras who hadn’t gotten their turn were too, so they decided to meet her halfway, and give her exactly what she wanted.

A zebra sat on his rump in front of Derpy, and with his hard cock throbbing between his legs, he looked down at what once was an adorably innocent mare. “Hop on.”

She didn’t hesitate to.

Author's Note

And so, Part 1 ends, with so much more plot and so much more zebracock to come! (I will be taking a short break from this fic though for a while so don’t expect any other chapters soon)

This will be the last chapter of this fic that Pillowfight proofreads. His help has been undoubtedly handy so far though, so you should definitely check out his works too!

And if anyone else would like to proofread the chapters before they go up and get them early in exchange for finding all the mistakes and errors, I’d appreciate the help!

Do you think I should put quick plot summaries at the end of each chapter (or part)? I understand it might get a little difficult to follow with the time between chapter releases.

Oh, and yes, I know I keep changing the chapter names from Act to Day to Part, but I can’t decide which I want it as. I think I’m done now though.